After coming out of the toilet, the great god was much more down-to-earth.

Bo Lingjun poured him a cup of tea, and he glanced at it coldly, not touching it.

"Okay, little cub, Lao Tzu's thousand-year-old fox demon has also been played by you!"

Bo Lingjun smiled silently, he felt that the tone of the great god was somewhat impressive.

And since he knew the name of the great god, the distance between the two instantly shortened a lot.

Shentu looked at him carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "I'll take the exam again next month, if you still have this loss, you can break it yourself, and the provincial Lao Tzu will do it!" ”

Bo Lingjun felt from the bottom of his heart that the great god was a knife-mouthed tofu heart.

He smiled and said, "God, there is one more thing I need your help with!" ”

With that, he raised his hand and pointed to the roof.

The great god understood in seconds, and readily agreed: "What do you do?" ”

"All you have to do is make a big move—make people think that the Prince's bedroom is an assassin!"

The great god thought about it with heavy eyebrows, and suddenly punched Bo Lingjun in the face with lightning speed.

With a thud, he was flipped to the ground, his cheeks ached, his nose sore and his nosebleed.

, Shentu peeled your skin, you are very ruthless!

In the blink of an eye, the great god had broken down the door, and a few leaps disappeared among the mountains of the palace buildings.

The Shadow Guards repeatedly rolled off the roof, half chasing the Assassin in vain, half besieging Bo Lingjun in disguise, shouting at the Golden Guard.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince got up from the ground with a gloomy face, wiped his face, and had a handful of blood on his hands.

He didn't say a word, his gaze swept coldly across their faces.

Everyone present felt a chill - the silence was like lightning before a thunderbolt, far more terrible than the dense thunder!

It's the fourth watch, and the little eunuchs are pouring in with washes and clothes, etc., to wait for the prince to change his clothes and go to court.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince waved his hand and said in a quiet voice: "Stand down!" ”

The four shadow guards and the group of Jin Wuwei respectfully exited the door, and waited in the corridor pavilion with anxiety.

There was the sound of the prince washing his face inside, everything was as usual, but there was a crisis that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings.

After a while, His Highness came out surrounded by a group of little eunuchs.

He wore a blue brocade robe, his shoulders were straight, and his steps were steady, but he held a white handkerchief in his right hand and covered it under his nose, and bright red blood stains could be faintly seen on the handkerchief.

After the prince left, the shadow guards breathed a sigh of relief, and then, the two captains remembered the military order they had made, and they were immediately frightened......

Three handkerchiefs were changed along the way, and when I arrived at the front hall, my nose was still bleeding.

Bo Lingjun scolded the eighteenth generation of Shen Tukang's ancestors in his heart, but he also had to secretly give a thumbs up, admiring the good plans of others.

And it can make the nosebleed for so long without causing substantial damage, and the strength of this punch can be called accurate.

After saluting the emperor, he deliberately opened the handkerchief to show the bloodstains.

The emperor's father glanced at him indifferently, and he didn't even ask a word.

This Nima - this is my own father?

Bo Lingjun had no choice but to walk up to him and take the initiative to say: "Father, the son's bedroom has been invaded by assassins again today——"

The emperor said impatiently: "Aren't you not dead? ”

This is said as if it is a pity that Lao Tzu is not dead!

Bo Ling was silent—anyway, he put a sign in front of the emperor, in case there was no foreshadowing when enforcing the law in the future.

He didn't say anything, but the emperor said again: "Hanyuan Hall has been closed for a few months, and the ashes on the table are three feet thick, when does the prince plan to reopen the school and hold a policy discussion?" ”

Hanyuan Palace, Academy, Strategy - What does it mean?

Bo Ling didn't dare to speak, he was so angry that he didn't say anything.

His Majesty the Emperor was furious, his old face was wrinkled with ripples, and he said: "As soon as I teach you to read and talk about the Tao, you stammer, but the cockfighting lackeys take the lead, can I still count on you for more than 200 years?" ”

Bo Lingjun held his breath and pondered carefully, this can be big or small, at least it is the son whose father cannot teach the lesson, and at the big it is that he is not worthy of being the prince of the country......

Good and decent, which one is the emperor singing?

He said quietly: "The son is terrified, my father's lesson is very good!" ”

The emperor originally wanted to provoke a dispute, but unexpectedly, the prince was unusually good-tempered and took the initiative to admit his mistake.

His punch landed on a thick pile of cotton, and there was no response......

After a moment of silence, the emperor said again: "I ask you, when will the school reopen?" ”

Bo Lingjun's feeling now is that he is confused, but since the emperor's father asked, he can only say: "Enlighten the emperor, the school will reopen in five days——"

Hearing this, the emperor's eyes widened in surprise: "What, five days—your teachers are invited back?" ”

So I still have a teacher?

No wonder other people's princes have a team of teachers, but I haven't even seen the ghost of a teacher.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the emperor said angrily: "Brute, how much did you drink yesterday - and which fox friend did you go out with?" Oh, by the way, how did you get this wound on your face? ”

Bo Lingjun is more wronged than Dou E.

He said aggrievedly: "Erchen didn't get a drop of wine yesterday ......"

The emperor slapped the table: "Get over~"

Bo Lingjun stepped up the steps and came to the emperor's father-

Looking closely, the old face of the Great Qi Emperor was dry and not mellow at all.

The Emperor wrinkled his nose and sniffed, but did not smell the slightest hint of wine.

With a wave of his hand, he drove the prince down like a fly.

For this only son, he can't mention the father's love at all.

But if you don't drink, you don't drink, his tone softened slightly, and he was still angry: "You said, how are you going to invite your teachers back?" ”

For this question, Bo Lingjun is still confused.

The original book did not put a little ink on the teachers of His Royal Highness the Prince, he could only speculate: since all the teachers are gone, and the emperor asks like this, does it mean that they are not going happily, and their unhappiness is directly related to the prince.

For teachers and students, it is nothing more than a bad relationship between teachers and students.

As the prince's teacher, he must be a great virtue and a Confucian, and he has a very high emotional intelligence and a bad relationship, which is probably caused by the prince's unilateral arrogance......

He said cautiously: "Erchen misses your teachers very much - during this time, Erchen has deeply reviewed his mistakes, he was stubborn before, and he is really ashamed of his teacher's teachings and his father's expectations...... Fortunately, it is not too late to make amends, even if the father does not ask, the sons will personally welcome all the teachers back, open the school again, and hold a policy discussion ......"

The emperor rolled his eyes: "You don't have to tell me, you just have a spectrum in your heart for what to do and what not to do, don't say it nicely, it's better to do things than beasts!" ”

Bo Lingjun was frightened by the words "birds and beasts are inferior".

What exactly did the original do?

How big a pot does Lao Tzu have to carry?

The father and son were silent for a long time, and then they went to court in embarrassment but not losing their majesty.

Bo Lingjun was preoccupied: he was too lonely, and he needed a few assistants!