Jun Wuyi shook his head and laughed, and Xiao Yang Mo beside him also laughed. Although the kid didn't understand the meaning of Jun Dashi's words, it looked like potato shreds and plain boiled water was indeed not delicious, but the kid knew this.
of.
Tang Yuan was too fat and careless, and he wasn't very good at remembering surnames. He had already forgotten all the content behind it. This paragraph was purely improvised on the spot. It was only with the remaining impression that he was able to pull it off.
Presentable, really talented.
Fatty Tang was still talking endlessly, but Young Master Jun had no interest in listening anymore and looked at Yang Mo with a smile: "Why, are you feeling better, Miss Yang?"
Yang Mo's handsome little face instantly darkened. He had always been very taboo about Jun Moxie calling him a little girl. He actually forgot to refute. He snorted in his nose and turned his head angrily. Prince Ping Ping.
Although he is smart and far better than ordinary little devils, he is only a ten-year-old child after all. When encountering such embarrassing things as before, it is naturally difficult to calm down for a moment, not to mention him, even if it is someone else.
Even adults in Taishen City cannot bear it.
"Being angry is useless!" Killer Jun snorted, without trying to persuade him, he simply crossed his legs and swayed: "When you are bullied, all you can do is get angry, and you can't do anything else.
, in this case, it is better not to be angry and have no future."
"Since being angry is useless, what can I do that will be useful?" Yang Mo endured the tears for a long time and finally overflowed them.
"It's not wrong to call you little girl. You shed tears whenever something happens. Why are you crying? A manly man, he sheds tears at every turn. It's really embarrassing. No wonder you are bullied!" Jun Moxie said disdainfully and grabbed one on the table.
Big Apple, clicked and took a bite: "Is crying useful? Can crying solve the problem? If you cry again, get out of here. Go cry somewhere else! I won't say a word to you, let alone
I will give you some advice to help you vent your anger."
"I won't cry." Yang Mo hurriedly wiped away his tears, but still choked twice and looked at Master Jun persistently: "Brother Jun, Dad said you are a smart man, tell me, what should I do?
The three of them have loved to bully me since I was a child. Every time I see them, I am frightened. I dare not think about anything and just want to run away immediately... Brother Jun, tell me what I should do to avoid being bullied by them.
How can I take revenge and vent my anger!?"
"Revenge and vent your anger? There's nothing you can do about it." Jun Moxie said without batting an eyelid, the old god said: "He is the emperor's son. In the secular world, who is the biggest? The emperor is the biggest! If the emperor's son wants to bully you, what can you do?
What can I do? Just bear with it, who told you not to be as good as others?"
"But I don't want to bear it. Brother Mo Xie, dad said you are the smartest, nothing can trouble you..." Yang Mo grabbed Jun Mo Xie's right hand and shook it: "Just give me an idea, I beg you,
Brother Moye..."
"Stop it, stop it, stop it quickly," Jun Moxie hurriedly pushed his hand away and said impatiently: "This matter cannot be solved by cleverness or lack of intelligence. His father is the emperor, and your father is not the emperor. Why don't you let him?
How can I help you? There is really no way! There is no way at all!"
Yang Mo was stunned, and his eyes were filled with water mist. He was about to flow out. He flattened his mouth and was about to cry loudly. At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the cry that was about to come out suddenly burst out.
He swallowed it back, his eyes sparkled, and he muttered silently: "...Brother Moye, you just said, 'My father is the emperor, but your father is not the emperor'..."
"Why is my father not the emperor? We are both the sons of the emperor. Why is my father just a prince, but the emperor's uncle is the emperor? I am also a direct bloodline of the emperor. Why can they bully me, but I can't resist at all?
?" Yang Mo opened his big round eyes and asked Master Jun clearly in black and white.
"You just said it, it's Grandpa Huang again. It's your family's business. How could I know?"
He is worthless. He has been bullied since he was a child. He still doesn’t dare to resist, and he doesn’t even dare to fart. It becomes a habit. So when he grows up, he can only be bullied. Naturally, he will not be an emperor! So now even his son can’t
To be bullied!”
"I don't want to be bullied anymore!" Yang Mo suddenly clenched his fists: "I don't want to be bullied when I grow up! And my descendants, I don't want them to be bullied either!"
"This is not easy to handle, how difficult it is..." Jun Moxie sighed hypocritically.
"Does it mean that you will not be bullied only if you become an emperor? I will not be bullied, and my descendants will not be bullied either?" Xiao Yang Mo asked.
Jun Moxie sighed: "I don't know, I really don't know!"
"I also want to be the emperor, do you think that's okay?" Yang Mo opened his innocent eyes.
"You? You just said that you are the grandson of your imperial grandfather, so you are naturally qualified!" Jun Moxie squinted his eyes: "I have the basic qualifications, but the other ones are too far behind and not enough.
grid!"
"Then please tell me, Brother Moye, what does it take to be qualified? I don't want to be bullied anymore!" Yang Mo asked.
Just when Jun Moxie was about to answer, he heard a loud cough from Jun Wuyi behind him, as if he was suffering from tuberculosis, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't hear such a deafening cough.
, is only limited to this reading room. He is truly a master of Tianxuan. He can move and retract it so freely. It is really amazing!
The more Mr. Jun listens here, the more something is wrong. He was just trying to make the children happy, but why did the topic change from time to time to plotting to usurp the throne, and he made no secret of it? With Jun Moxie's education
With the child's method, it is estimated that Xiao Yang Mo will not take too long. He only needs to follow Jun's military adviser for a month or two. Well, if it takes another one or two months, wouldn't he be looking down on Jun's military adviser's methods?
, it only takes a few days at most to successfully instigate Prince Ping Ping into a hardcore rebel, the kind who will never regret anything... What exactly does this kid want to do?
"I can't answer this question for you. When you get home, don't ask your dad. Your dad will definitely say: Bullying is good! Just teach you a lesson for me. How, how, as long as you
Honestly, who would bully you?" Jun Moxie imitated the prince's tone.
"How do you know? Every time I am bullied, my father almost always says this, but they bully them as they please, and they get worse." Yang Mo blinked with admiration on his face, this brother Jun is so good
So smart.
Because my grandfather said so too.
Jun Moxie thought in his heart, but he would not say it outright. He snorted twice and said: "Of course I know. I also know that you are a little traitor. If others say anything to you, you will tell you as soon as you turn around.
Dad is here, right?"
"I will not betray my friends! My father said that people who betray their friends are not good people. I am a good person, and I will never betray my friends!" Xiao Yang Menen's face turned red.
"Why are you anxious?" Jun Moxie rolled his eyes at him and said, "But there is no way. Let me tell you a story for fun first, okay?"
Yang Mo was dejected and agreed with a lack of interest: "Okay."
Jun Wuyi on the side finally put his heart back in his stomach and secretly wiped a cold sweat. These two little lunatics finally stopped discussing the sensitive topic and started telling stories. They almost scared me out of my mind just now.
Anyway... "The name of this story is called 'Xuanwumen Incident'," Jun Moxie said with a smile. So, Emperor Taizong Li Shimin became the prince's eldest son, and Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji became Li Shimin's cousins, who also always loved to bully.
His cousin... A certain cousin endured it again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He killed the two cousins in the Xuanwu Sect and sat on the throne. Finally, he no longer had to be bullied by others... Jun Wuyi could still accompany Yang at first.
Mo Xie listened with a smile. He often listened to Jun Moxie tell some stories and liked them very much. For example, there was a story called The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and the content in it made Jun Wuyi fascinated. Today, when he saw Jun Moxie, he had to tell stories again, and
When I heard the name, I had never heard of it before, so I naturally paid attention to it.
But with Jun Moxie's persuasive speech, before Jun Yiyi could finish listening, the nerves that had just been relaxed suddenly became tense again, even tighter than before, and a cold sweat instantly soaked through the underwear underneath.
Story: Great King Jun, Great Master, a story can actually shock a Tianxuan master to achieve this kind of virtue. I believe this achievement is not unprecedented, but it must be unprecedented!
Oh my god, are you really going to make me, the bloody general Jun Sanye, angry and scared to death again today? What kind of bullshit story is this, Jun Moxie, you kid?
Oh my gosh, if you are simply inciting rebellion, this kid Yang Mo has probably heard of it, and forget about it in a tone that comes from his heart. Children don’t hold grudges, but when you tell this story... this is not a sign of anger.
Another bucket of oil poured on it?
"Well done! Kill like this! No mercy!" Xiao Yangmo waved his hands excitedly and cheered loudly, but a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes. Was it longing? Or desire? Or fanaticism... or something else
What does it mean?
Jun Moxie's eyes flashed, "It's almost done. If you talk too much, how much can a child remember? A seed needs to be watered a little bit before it can grow into a big tree. Throw it into the ocean all at once."
Will be drowned.
Below, a strange fragrance burst out, causing a suppressed exclamation. Several people upstairs looked at it.
The auction of Tianpin fine wine finally started after a huge momentum building. On the stage, there was also a tall and tall old man of half a century, full of energy, neatly dressed in green clothes, with thick eyebrows like swords, and a cold and stern look.
When he saw this person, even Jun Moxie was surprised. Is this the sloppy Song Laosan? This is really like a man relying on his clothes and a horse relying on his saddle. He also put on new clothes and his back is no longer hunched.
The waist is no longer bent, and the whole person looks as if he has been reborn.
"I will give you a glass of wine and a wound all over your body. Song Shang?!" As soon as Song Laosan appeared, someone in the audience immediately recognized him. Song Shang was rumored to be a Tianxuan level master! Now, he actually came to help this person.
Noble Hall works as an auctioneer!
It’s really...the noble family has arrived.
The strong smell of wine floated in the air, and everyone couldn't help but sniff hard. This kind of wine, based on its aroma alone, is worthy of the title of heavenly wine! Everyone was impatient for a while.
The man in black robes behind Princess Lingmeng sniffed, and a strange light shone in his eyes. As the king of a country, he had never tasted such fine wine. This shows how rare he is.