Chapter 33: Prince Longqing
"Little Master Huo?"
"Ning Que, who are you talking about, why don't I know this person."
Situ Yilan was confused, there was such a person in Chang'an City? Can you compare beauty with Prince Longqing?
Prince Longqing is known as the most beautiful man in the world, and if there is really someone comparable to him in Chang'an City, it is impossible to be nameless.
"It's normal that you don't know."
Ning Que didn't tell Situ Yilan about his plans, Huo Xiaogongzi was someone who was familiar with Huo Yun, and he was called him.
This title is purely for convenience, and you can't go anywhere, just call him Mr. Twelve.
And calling his name directly is not respectful enough, after all, Huo Yun's identity is there.
Cultivators call Jun Mo Mr. Er, and only elders call Jun Mo's name, which is the charm of the academy.
Huo Yun is troublesome in the world, and the name of Mr. Twelve, he doesn't use it at any time.
"Ning Que, tell me quickly, which young talent is this Huo Xiaogongzi?"
Situ Yilan stared at Ning Que with disgust, and Ning Que's disgusted eyes hit her very hard.
As a nobleman in Chang'an City, how can there be anyone she doesn't know, but rather lack this Weicheng person to know.
"Don't ask, you won't have a chance."
Ning Que shrugged helplessly, they had all seen Huo Huan, and it was on the old book building.
It's just that Ning Que approached to say hello, while the other academy disciples could only glance at Huo Yu from a distance.
"Young master, I don't know who is good-looking."
Sang Sang grabbed his hair, Huo Huan's temperament was detached, not like ordinary people, and could not be measured by beauty.
And Prince Longqing is really beautiful, Sang Sang even wanted to pinch Prince Longqing's face and ask him which rouge he used.
"You have a problem with your eyes."
Ning Que was too lazy to pay attention to the little drunkard, and he didn't care about drinking alcohol, and he didn't even know who was good-looking.
"Huo Xiaogongzi, I don't dare to take a closer look."
"Prince Longqing, I only took a look at it from a distance, and I didn't see it very clearly."
Sangsang is particularly aggrieved, we can't drink wine, and we have to do such a difficult proposition.
What is there to compare Huo Yun and Long Qing, one is a star in the sky, and the other is just a mundane candlelight.
"Ning Que, you haven't told me yet, who are you talking about?"
Situ Yilan was a little annoyed and angry, and even had the urge to beat Ning Que violently, and losing his appetite was the most shameful.
"Well, it's the male teacher in the old bookstore."
Ning Que didn't tease Situ Yilan anymore, everyone had seen that teacher, but they hadn't seen the real face, at least they had an impression.
"Is that the man teaching?"
"He's really good-looking, how do you know him?"
In Situ Yilan's mind, a person in the painting immediately appeared, and the two seemed to be incomparable.
The two do not belong to the same world, and the mysterious male teacher is even more memorable.
"When I first came to Chang'an, I met through a brother."
Ning Que prevaricated vaguely, and Chao Xiaoshu couldn't be exposed.
He came to Chang'an from Weicheng, and he was actually quite lucky.
met Her Royal Highness the princess first, then Chao Xiaoshu and Huo Hu, and now Chen Pipi.
"If I had to choose, I would definitely choose a male teacher."
"At such a young age, he is the teacher of the old library, and his strength is definitely not ordinary."
The old library building of the academy is not a modern library, and anyone can manage it.
The Old Book Building contains books from all over the world, among which spiritual books occupy one floor.
The teaching and management of the old library must be great cultivators, and the teaching and learning of taking them into the old library is the realm of knowing fate.
Even the people who respect the teaching and learning are either stronger or have a higher status, Situ Yilan didn't think about it on the second floor, he only thought that Huo Huan was strong.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Her Royal Highness the Princess invites you to have a banquet in the back courtyard."
Hua Shanyue, a loyal licking dog, must be accompanied by this general in the place where the princess haunts.
Today, the princess contracted the back courtyard of the victory residence, and practiced it for the prince of Chongming here.
It coincided with the reunion of the disciples of the academy, so he issued an invitation to introduce the academy to Prince Chongming.
Although the status of the disciples of the academy is noble, most of them also serve as officials in the imperial court after graduation.
They didn't dare to easily offend Her Royal Highness the princess, the favorite daughter of the Tang King.
Besides, being invited by Her Royal Highness the Princess is a face-saving thing.
"Let's go."
Under the leadership of Xie Chengyun, the six sons of the Shuke Department moved to the princess's banquet.
Situ Yilan dragged Ning Que, and Sang Sang followed with a pot of wine, and went with the six people from the technical department.
Who would have thought that as soon as they arrived at the princess's banquet, Prince Longqing would come uninvited.
Prince Longqing is in the spotlight wherever he goes, and he is always the focus of the world, and he is still with the Mo Li priest of the Heavenly Oracle Academy behind him.
It is inevitable that the academy will have some arrows and crossbows, and the prince of Longqing came to Chang'an, looking like he was sure to enter the second floor of the academy, which made the academy disciples very angry.
With the pride of Prince Longqing, if he hadn't been a disciple of his master, he would not have come to Chang'an to be a proton and exchange the abolished prince of Chongming back.
In Ning Que's feelings, Prince Longqing was even more proud than Chen Pipi and Huo Huan.
Xie Chengyun of the academy took the initiative to argue with the prince of Longqing, and Xie Chengyun, who was invincible in the academy, was defeated repeatedly.
"Concession."
Prince Longqing ended this debate with the words of his master, Xie Chengyun is too vegetable, and he is not at the same level as him.
He used the arguments of the academy to say that Xie Chengyun was speechless.
"Prince Longqing's argument has been praised by Elder Rotten Ke."
Mo Li's face was arrogant, and he looked at people with his nostrils from beginning to end, this year's academy disciples were indeed the worst.
The strongest Xie Sangongzi has just not confused the realm, and he is not even qualified to become the opponent of the prince of Longqing.
"Prince Longqing, I am a rough man below, this is my Jiujiang double steamed in Gushan County."
"Since it's a banquet, how can you do it without wine, and do it first as a respect."
When the general of Gushan County saw that no one from the academy dared to stand up.
couldn't lose the face of the Tang Dynasty in front of Prince Longqing, so he stood up and fought with Prince Longqing.
Jiujiang double steaming is a kind of high-concentration spirit specially supplied to the grassland barbarians, and their Datang Dynasty relies on Jiujiang double steaming to reduce the combat power of the grassland barbarians.
Even the grassland barbarians drank three cups, he didn't hear that Prince Longqing could drink, so he had this drama of persuading alcohol.
The general drank it all, and Prince Longqing's face was expressionless, as if nothing could disturb his heart.
After drinking seven or eight glasses, the general was already dizzy.
"Come again, I can still drink."
The general of Gushan County drank his head, and Prince Longqing's face was not wavering, and he was still drinking a little wine leisurely.
The Tang people were defeated in another round, and the prince of Longqing gave birth to a feeling of invincibility in the world.
He is a person who is going to climb the second floor, so naturally he can't compare with this group of academy disciples.
The quota on the second floor will only belong to him, and these cats and dogs are not even qualified to be his stepping stones.
"You drank all this wine?"
Chu Youxian's face was full of incredulity, he watched Sang Sang holding the wine jug, drinking pot by pot, and drank seven or eight pots in this short meeting.
Everyone's eyes were attracted to the little black girl, and Sang Sang was still secretly drinking.
No one expected that the prince of Longqing, who had won all battles, would actually lose to a little black girl.
After some understanding, I learned that Sang Sang, this girl, was just Ning Que's little maid.
"Reward."
Prince Longqing waved his hand and wanted to reward Ning Que, and Prince Longqing's entourage immediately stepped forward to let Ning Que offer Sangsang.
For nobles, a little maid is not important, and it doesn't hurt to give it away, but Ning Que is different, he and Sang Sang have been dependent on each other for many years.
Sangsang is not only his little maid, but also Ning Que's relatives and Ning Que's life.
Ning Que's face was extremely ugly, perhaps it was the power of fate, and it was destined that their encounter would only become lifelong enemies.