Chapter 25: Entering Beijing to Face the Holy Spirit
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Princess Ruyang stood there, stunned. The man in front of her gave her an extremely incredible feeling.
When we met for the first time, although the man in front of me had a sense of arrogance, he was well-informed and sensible. The incident at the Yellow Crane Tower proved that the man in front of me had an astonishing talent.
But when I saw him today, even though he had a silly smile, he was not soft at all when he moved his hands.
He suddenly thought of Marquis Jingwu. Could it be that a tiger father has no dog son?
Even her father was afraid of the intimidating power of the Marquis. Is this young Marquis really going to be lawless and disrupt peace in Kyoto forever?
Su Hong raised his hand again, preparing to destroy Yang Qing's other foot.
"Su Hong, stop now, what are you doing? If you don't stop, no one can save you." At this time, Princess Ruyang finally realized that it would be fine if the other party was an ordinary person, but Yang Qing was the son of King Zhennan.
Even if he is the young Marquis, this matter will not end well.
But her words were still slow. Su Hong was just stunned for a moment, but still slapped her down without hesitation. This time, the other party fainted from the pain.
Princess Ruyang rubbed her head, and she probably wanted to scold her mother. Why did she give him a steel-patterned tiger finger? She was afraid that the King of Zhennan would be involved in this matter.
Looking at the other party's teasing eyes again, she was not angry at all.
This bastard might have known about this situation and deliberately put himself on a united front with him.
In terms of resourcefulness, she is well-known in Kyoto, but it is a pity that she is only a female, but even so, few people benefit from her hands. She was defeated twice in a row, all because of Su Hong.
Could it be...that this person is my nemesis?
"What are you looking at? Is there anything good to see?!" Princess Ruyang stamped her feet angrily.
"You are beautiful." Su Hong suddenly said something. For a moment, Princess Ruyang's face turned red. How come this bastard had never seen such a smooth-tongued person before? He was not a serious scholar.
"Um, should I send someone to send him back? It seems like beating someone is not a good look." Su Hong said a little embarrassedly. If his legs are disabled, he will definitely not be able to walk back.
You see, this little Marquis is quite a nice person, isn’t he? He should be considerate of others——
When Princess Ruyang heard this, she immediately had the urge to rush over and strangle Su Hong to death, but she said angrily, "It's up to you."
"Then I won't send him away." Su Hong rubbed his nose, "It seems that sending him there would be thankless. I'll take him back to the Marquis Mansion and ask for someone to come and carry him."
Su Hong spoke casually, but suddenly, he himself froze on the spot.
The young man who was afraid of death in Qingshan Town is no longer there, and the young man who only knows how to recite poems and poems all day long is gone. The memories of the two lives seem to be getting closer and closer to the former.
My personality is becoming more and more public.
However, this is a good thing after all, and sticking to the rules is not the idea he advocates.
The sudden high spirits made Princess Ruyang stunned on the spot.
…
Two people went out and three people came back, no, four people.
When carrying Yang Qing into the Hou Mansion, all the servants looked at Su Hong in surprise.
"This is...the prince of Zhennan, Yang Qing."
"What's wrong with his legs? Why are they crooked?"
"Cripple, could it be that Mr. Marquis was the one who beat him..."
"Isn't the person next to him Princess Ruyang?"
"Good luck to Princess Ruyang."
"Good luck to Princess Ruyang."
…
Princess Ruyang waved her hand, and at this time, the housekeeper Tang Xin also came out. When he saw Yang Qing, he looked surprised, but asked, "Young master, his legs?"
"I did it." Su Hong said...
"Young Master, do you want to cause trouble for the Hou Mansion? He is the prince of Zhennan. How do you want to explain this matter to the Prince of Zhennan? Do you want to embarrass the Marquis?"
Tang Xin looked at Su Hong with an unkind expression.
"Hmph, what should I do? It's not up to you, a servant, to have the final say on what to do. Don't Marquis Jingwu and King Zhennan make their own decisions?"
"Yes, what the young marquis taught me is that my slave talks too much." Tang Xin was too angry to say anything, and continued to humiliate him in a low voice.
Princess Ruyang couldn't help but widen her eyes when she saw Tang Xin's reaction. Tang Xin's name was well-known throughout Kyoto, and everyone wanted to give him some bad reviews, but the young Marquis didn't seem to buy it.
interesting.
The Mo Bai incident in the Yellow Crane Tower was suppressed by Marquis Jingwu even though Mo Dao had reported it to the court. However, this happened twice, and it was probably impossible to hide it.
What Su Hong wants to do is to make a dangerous move, either he will be expelled from the Hou Mansion, or he will go to Beijing to face the saint.
Even if Marquis Jingwu covers the sky with his hands, it would be difficult to stop such a big event.
…
Not long after, Marquis Jingwu appeared in front of Su Hong and others. Today, he was different from last night. He had put on a new set of clothes, neat and tidy, but with a domineering air.
Between his eyebrows, there was a bit of sharpness, and an edge was released from his body.
"Sir, I don't allow you to practice martial arts, but you do the opposite. Do you really think that you are my son, and I dare not destroy your cultivation? It seems that the matter of copying scriptures in the library has not given you a long memory at all."
As he spoke, Marquis Jingwu came closer to Su Hong step by step. With every step he took, Su Hong's breathing became faster. In just a short while, his face turned red.
The huge pressure made him feel as if a huge boulder was pressing on his chest, making him unable to breathe at all.
But he still gritted his teeth. The man in front of him was a man who felt sorry for his mother. There was no need for him to look down on him.
He raised his head and said, "Kill me if you dare!"
Stubborn, straightforward, decisive, with a look of death.
This is Su Hong, this is the young Marquis. Are you afraid of death? Afraid! But it is better to die than to live on the last breath!
"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" He pressed forward step by step, his momentum was overwhelming, and a terrifying momentum rose into the sky. At this moment, Marquis Jingwu was the real Marquis Jingwu.
Snap!
Su Hong's head was lifted up, and for just a short while, his face turned pale.
He gritted his teeth and his heart was filled with rage. "Jingwuhou, sooner or later, I will kill you with my own hands!"
…
"Get away!"
"Marquis Jingwu, where is my son? Hand over my son!"
Before the person arrived, the voice had already arrived, but it was none other than King Zhennan and King Yangyuan.
boom!
boom!
Anyone who stood in the way of King Yang Yuan had his meridians shattered and fell in all directions.
"King Yang Yuan, if you dare to hurt anyone in my house, you are seeking death!" A cold light flashed in Marquis Jingwu's eyes, but he threw Su Hong aside, "You traitor, get back to the study."
"Injury to my son, you are not allowed to leave!" When King Yang Yuan saw that his son Yang Qing's legs were broken, he looked up to the sky and screamed. Suddenly, a majestic momentum surged up.