"Everyone, it is not easy to come all the way. Those small gifts were brought back to the palace. I will not go back to the palace now."
There was a sudden silence at the entrance of the liberal arts college, and nearly a hundred people's eyes were looking at Li Xingyun carefully.
They found that the other person's delicate face was so calm and indifferent when he said these words.
"Prince!" The moment Qin Keqing saw Li Xingyun, her beautiful eyes were pleasantly surprised, but she hurriedly stepped forward to take a look, and worriedly asked: "Why did you come out earlier than the other children? Was there an accident during the initiation? How are you?"
Looking at the face that was extremely beautiful but frightened for himself, Li Xingyun said softly: "I'm fine. Because the Wen Palace was opened a long time ago, the speed of talent initiation is faster than that of others."
In fact, the two Mingzhou Poems Stone Pillars in his body absorbed the talent so fast that it didn't even bother him.
Fortunately, after absorbing the foreign talent, the two stone pillars released the talent a little faster than before. He thought that the two stone pillars had the function of tempering the talent.
Because after the talent shaken off from the saint's stone statue entered the Wen Palace, he obviously felt that the quality was not as good as the talent born from his own stone pillar.
Seeing the intimate movements between Li Xingyun and Qin Keqing, the fourth-grade martial artist looked at the young man at the entrance of the courtyard, and then glanced at Zhou Zhong behind him to look for the answer.
"Is he Li Xingyun?"
More than ten years have passed, and the child he once was has changed drastically, so naturally he doesn't recognize him.
"It's him..." Zhou Zhong said clearly.
After receiving the confirmation, a sixth-grade Confucian scholar looked startled. He had previously learned from Zhou Zhong that Li Xingyun was thinking so hard about taking the imperial examination just to return to the palace to reunite with his family, but now the opportunity is right in front of him.
They used such a formation to pick him up, but he refused?
Thinking of this, the sixth-grade Confucian scholar took a step forward and asked, "The prince just said that he would not return to the palace."
"Your Majesty attaches great importance to you and cares about the relationship between father and son, so much so that he sent his best lieutenant to take you back. It can be seen that after you return this time, you will definitely receive the royal family's attention, receive care from all parties, and be able to reunite with your family."
"We want to know why the Crown Prince didn't come back? What's the reason for not coming back?"
"Oh, family reunion." Li Xingyun laughed mockingly, with sarcasm flashing in his eyes, and asked with a smile: "The palace separated me from my mother when I was three years old, and we have not seen each other for more than ten years. Is this called a reunion?"
"If I don't get the name of a child, I'm afraid I'll never see you again. Is this called thinking about love?"
"As for attaching great importance to a person who can throw his heir alone to another dynasty without asking a single question for more than ten years, do you dare to ask that he attaches such importance to it!"
"The prince of my generation is not as good as Sister Keqing, who is one ten thousandth better than me. What will this prince do if he goes back to the palace!"
When Li Xingyun faced the sixth-grade Confucian scholar, his eloquence directly overwhelmed him and retorted every word he spoke.
This is why he has a rationale so that he can stand firm and not be afraid of what others say.
And since he came from time-travel, he didn't want to have an abandoned and snobbish man as his father.
"You!!!" When the sixth-grade Confucian scholar heard this, his chest froze, and then his eyes widened a bit, showing that the scholar in the palace was so violent.
"Your Majesty, do you really want to have such a heated argument with the palace?" The fourth-grade martial artist took the words and narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
Because the prince is the God of War in his heart, Li Xingyun's words just now were obviously scolding the prince. He could hold back his temper and not lose his temper because he had taken his Confucian status into consideration.
"The stiffness of more than ten years has passed, are you still afraid of being stiffer?" Li Xingyun said in a deep voice, not wanting to be taken back by them and become a pawn in the hands of the palace, letting others dictate his future.
Seeing that Li Xingyun was not getting enough, one of the sixth-grade warlocks cast a dark look and said, "Then the prince doesn't care about your mother at all?"
I originally thought that Li Xingyun would throw a rat weapon into the trap, but thinking of his mother in the palace, he put down his resistance and allowed them to take him back.
But all they saw was that the other party's eyes were cold, and there was a murderous edge in them!
"I really want to kill you!" Li Xingyun's voice was so gloomy that it made people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. He was not joking at this moment.
If he is stronger than those people, he will definitely take action decisively after the other party utters those threatening words.
But as a fourth-grade martial artist, even if he had the opportunity to use his first essay to invite the Lord to take action, he would not be able to do anything to the opponent.
Qin Keqing could empathize with Li Xingyun's mood, and a sullen look appeared on her charming face, and she angrily scolded everyone in Ye Mansion: "You are shameless!!!"
If you can't take action against the crown prince, why can't you take action against a maid?
Seeing that Qin Keqing dared to scold them in person, the warriors immediately raised their eyebrows and pressed forward with their qigong.
Li Xingyun pulled her behind him, and when those few qi machines arrived in front of him, Yuan Jun was about to take action.
But they saw a red spear falling from the sky and piercing into the middle of the crowd. All the warrior's energy was dispersed by the fire pattern emanating from the red spear.
"So lively? Fortunately, I caught up and almost missed a lively show."
An ethereal, green and delicate girl's voice sounded, and then a girl in a red skirt and battlesuit jumped into the center from outside the crowd and landed next to the rifle.
Everyone looked at it intently. The flame cloud-patterned dress worn by the girl was very familiar. Then they looked at the witch's face that made people feel numb. They all took three steps back.
He shouted in fright: "It's the Princess of Tiance Mansion!!!"
The young girl Li Hongying casually pulled out the musket that was stuck on the ground. After playing around with it, she pointed it at everyone in the Ye Mansion with one hand.
He joked: "Those who are causing trouble, line up and I will take good care of you."
"Princess Tiance Mansion??" Everyone in the Ye Mansion figured out the identity of the girl in front of them from the shouts of the crowd just now.
They are no strangers to the Tang Dynasty Tiance Mansion.
The status of Tiance Mansion in the Tang Dynasty is not at all lower than that of the Ye Mansion in the Great Qin Dynasty. They are both brave and skilled warriors who control the warriors of the dynasty and are victorious in every battle!
And the man in Tiance Mansion is also a third-grade martial artist, and his military skills are as good as the clouds, even better than his own prince. If it weren't for the fact that there is a third-grade peak martial artist in the palace, it's really impossible to say who is stronger or weaker.
Seeing that the visitor had a good status, the fourth-grade martial artist said slowly: "This is a family matter of the Ye family. Please don't interfere with outsiders."
"This is Chang'an! Not your Xianyang! If you want to find trouble here, have you ever asked me?" Li Hongying was full of energy, not afraid of the other party at all.
Her biggest support was the capital city of Chang'an, where not only her father was in charge, but also Confucian saints were in charge of the Holy Court. If there really was a fight, these people would have to lie down when they walked in.
Seeing that Li Hongying was also a person who did not know how to live well, the fourth-grade martial artist did not want to waste any more time with her.
Then he turned to look in the direction of Li Xingyun, and said sarcastically: "No wonder you have to be willing to go back to the palace, is it because you have attached to the Tiance mansion?"
"But the prince should not forget his identity. The prince of Ye Mansion of Great Qin, do you think these people in Great Tang will sincerely help you reach the top? They are just using them."
"But as long as you return to the palace, there will be a living example in front of you."
"The eldest prince's talent in martial arts is unparalleled. The prince devoted his efforts to paving the way for him. Now he has grown into the pillar of the entire Great Qin! As long as you go back, you will get corresponding treatment."
Li Xingyun was unmoved when he heard the other party's aggressive tactics that seemed to sow discord.
Why does the growth of Confucianism and Taoism require any resources from his palace? The words are better than the songs.
The prosperity of thousands of years of poetry and articles in previous lives is not countless times more powerful than the foundation of any force?
"He is him, and I am me. Without the help of the palace, I can still reach that height, or even surpass him!" Li Xingyun was as unruly as an eagle with spread wings at this moment, and the sky was high and the sea was wide, allowing birds to fly.
Lu Huan heard this from behind and nodded with a smile, admiring this unyielding momentum, which is a model for scholars to stand proudly in the world.
"Well said!" Li Hongying turned her head and winked at Li Xingyun with her cute eyes.
"Well said!" After hearing what Li Xingyun said, the onlookers and some scholars also expressed their support for him.
After all, a former Shuangjia Sage boy who doesn't want to go back to the Great Qin and wants to stay in the Tang Dynasty is undoubtedly the best news for the scholars of the Tang Dynasty.
Seeing that the general trend was not on his side, the fourth-grade martial artist's expression became ugly and he said: "You must think carefully. If you stay here, you will lose the best resources. You will not be able to touch the highest level in the future, and you will never be able to touch it." The height of a prince!"
"The gap between you will also become wider and wider! It will be as difficult as going to heaven to see your mother again!"
Li Xingyun had a tough face and resolute eyes, and said with very certainty: "One day, I will go to the palace in person to take my mother back!"
"As for that royal palace..."
He remembered that the eldest lady had a life-and-death feud with him, and that the eldest son of the Ye family would definitely have a feud in the future. In this case, he said with certainty: "It's okay not to wait!"
After being criticized several times, the fourth-grade martial artist also lost his patience.
He took a step forward, and a strong Qi of a fourth-grade warrior overwhelmed everyone. For a moment, the air felt as heavy as a mountain falling, making people feel like they were walking in a quagmire.
He shouted loudly: "Young people are so angry that they don't know how high the sky is! I will take you back to the palace and wait for the prince to tell you!"
"Being so arrogant, do you really think that I have no one in Chang'an?" Li Hongying held the spear tightly in her hand, her eyes glowing with fire.
"Give me a helping hand, Princess." Lord Lu Huan raised his hand and drew a portrait in the air. His talent surged!
Li Xingyun looked directly at the fourth-grade martial artist with cold eyes and exhaled with awe, daring to fight for the top!
He stepped forward step by step with difficulty, and said in a cold voice: "I have something to advise you, and I also want to advise the person in the palace!"
"One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles."
Buzz!!! In an instant, with one step, everyone’s souls trembled!
Among them, Lu Huan was even more shocked, looking in the direction of Li Xingyun with his mind wavering.
"War... war poem!!!"
Li Xingyun's footsteps never stopped. He walked with a picture of Kunpeng spreading its wings on his back, his eyes cold.
"If the wind stops and comes down, it can still blow away the water."
"When people see me, they all sneer when they hear my great words."
"A sage can still be afraid of future generations, but a husband must not be young!"
Li Xingyun is high-spirited and completes the poem step by step. His talent soars to the sky!!!
Go out of the county! Dafu! Mingzhou! Zhengguo! Spread to the world!!!