Things were progressing too fast, and when Yue Xuan saw the dignity of the future new emperor, he took a deep breath.

"Dare to hit me? Look at you don't want to live anymore! Feng Ming's small body pressed fiercely against a sturdy young man, his eyes were fierce, and he smashed the young man's teeth with a punch, like a fierce wolf cub.

Even if the face is painted, it still shows the spirit of the future emperor.

The boy was so frightened that he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Humph! Dog stuff! Feng Ming's eyes were disdainful, and he loosened his fist, his face was pale.

Suddenly, a huge hatred burst out in the eyes of the young man below, and a dagger in his hand stabbed towards Feng Ming's chest.

Yue Xuan's eyes were cold, and he kicked away a stone and hit the young man. The boy was in pain, the dagger in his hand fell, Feng Ming noticed that the boy wanted to kill him, and couldn't help but be angry, and kicked him fiercely in the heart, kicking and flying, spitting blood.

"You're trying to kill me?" Feng Ming's eyes were bloodshot, he picked up the dagger on the ground and walked towards the young man, his face was fierce, and the young man was so frightened that he crawled to the ground and begged for mercy.

Yue Xuan saw that he was about to die, so he hurriedly stopped in front of the other party, "Little boy, stop in moderation!" ”

Feng Ming sneered, disdainful of the master who suddenly appeared, and would not look at it in his eyes.

"Since you call me a childe, then you are a subordinate, what qualifications do you have to order me?"

The arrogant tone and disdainful eyes are like a dog cub, not cute at all!

Yue Xuan tried her best to calm down, after all, the other party was only eight years old, and in the past, she brought all adults.

"Little boy, I am not your slave, in terms of relationships, I am your teacher. People who practice martial arts pay the most attention to respecting teachers, you are so lawless, brave and strategic, even street gangsters are not as good. Yue Xuan calmed his tone and finished in one breath.

Feng Ming immediately changed his face, who dared to show him his face since he was a child, even his father didn't dare to do anything to him, it can be said that he wants to be windy and rainy. What qualifications does this boy who came out and insisted on being his master not pull a few thin, because he can't see people wearing masks?

"What are you? If it weren't for the sake of my eldest brother's face, I would have knocked you out of the house a long time ago! Feng Ming let go of the cruel words and gritted his teeth.

Yue Xuan pouted, this kid is really not cute at all!

"No matter how unwilling you are, I just stay in Fengfu, what can you do with me?" Yue Xuan sneered, a spoiled lawless bear child, it seems that she doesn't need to be polite.

At this time, an old man walked by with a burden, Feng Ming was angry, kicked the other party directly, and stepped on the rolling rice.

Listening to the other party's screams, Feng Ming looked smug and provocative.

This completely touched Yue Xuan's bottom line, his eyes were cold, and the cold air was pressing, which made Feng Ming panic for no reason.

Yue Xuan directly picked up the flat pole and cleaned it up to Feng Ming, only to hear the screams and curses in the alley, Yue Xuan's anger was even worse.

gave the other party a stick, and his tone was threatening, "Don't apologize?" Is it wrong?"

"I'm not wrong!" Feng Ming had tears on his face, he was embarrassed, very pitiful, but he had a very bad temper and would never admit his mistakes.

"Humph! Have a backbone! Yue Xuan appreciated the other party's courage, and picked the place that would not hurt the muscles and bones, but the pain was sensitive. Even if he is a seven-foot man, he should admit defeat if he is beaten like this by her, this little guy can still have a hard mouth, with this tenacity, no wonder he can become the respect of the Ninety-Five.

Feng Ming gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of hatred, he was not the opponent of the other party at all. The eldest brother said that the eldest husband can bend and stretch, in case he really makes a good deal for this untouchable, it is himself who suffers.

Feng Ming lowered his head, hid his thoughts, and said in a low voice: "Master Yue, I was wrong!" ”

As thin as a mosquito, but Yue Xuan's ears were bright and clear, listening to it in his ears, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his tone was playful, "I am not convinced, even so, it is a big progress." But do you know what's wrong with you?"

"Humph! It's my fault that I'm not as good as others! ”

Listen, what a pertinent cognition!

Yue Xuan's eyes were sharp, like a sharp knife stabbing Feng Ming's chest, and a ball of fire suddenly accumulated in his chest.

"Isn't it? You bully the small with the big, rely on your own strength, bully the child, where is the big husband doing?" Feng Ming roared, his face hideous. Read it

How poisonous is a spoiled child?

Yue Xuan raised his forehead, "Boy! You are wrong in three places, one is to ignore your opponent and die early. Second, bullying the weak and harming the innocent. That old man is just an ordinary person, and the grain in his hands is their ration, if you destroy it, what will they eat? In the past few years, there have been major droughts and floods, frequent wars, and the people have been harvested everywhere, and the people have struggled to make a living. As the son of the lord of their city, you should be worshipped by them, and you should love and have compassion for them. In three places, he was self-righteous and thought that he was the son of the Feng family. It can be known that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, even the prince is in danger of being framed. ”

Feng Ming bowed his head and was silent, disgusted in his heart, and gave him this set again! He's not fooled!

Yue Xuan had already asked the old man to take him to the hospital, and he picked up the rice on the ground, and continued: "This year's harvest is not good, you see that these rice grains don't look full. I heard that the people of other prefectures and cities had no choice but to eat Guanyin soil because they didn't have anything to eat. Guanyin soil eats this thing to swell their stomachs, and some people die like this. But our city, because of your father, distributed the granaries of the previous years and his own granaries to the people, but because of this, he was impeached and the king was condemned. The rice picked by this old man was collected by every household in his village and returned to your family. Say, "What are you stepping on?" It is your father's love for the people! ”

Feng Ming's eyes were shocked, "You are talking nonsense!" ”

The men of the Feng family have always been precocious, don't look at Feng Ming's young age, he is fierce and ruthless, but he understands the key points more than ordinary children.

"The Feng family is a century-old family, and the wealth accumulated is comparable to that of the world, have you heard of it?"

Feng Ming was smug, "Of course! ”

Yue Xuan chuckled, "The tree is a big wind, what kind of royal identity is it?" How can it be suppressed? Your father's disobedience to the divine will and the condemnation of sin to make up for the lack of grain in the open warehouse is a warning. What's more, now that the war is tight, the treasury is empty, and the food and grass on the front line are tight, do you think your Feng family can stay out of the matter? Why, your eldest brother is a business wizard, he is twenty-five years old, and every time he is married, the woman dies unexpectedly. Your second brother left home since he was a child, with medical skills and a clean breeze on his sleeves. And you're a tiger, but you indulge in being a bully?"

Feng Ming's eyes were stunned, and he didn't react for a long time.

What the other party said seemed to be reasonable.

After Feng Yi saved the nobles of Jingzhou, he continued to travel all over the world to save the dead and help the wounded.

Hearing the news that he was safe, Yue Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he could calmly teach Feng Ming to become a talent and wait for the time to be ripe.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the domineering little boy in the past has grown into a thirteen-year-old boy.

The young man is tall and sturdy, with a childish face, but he has the momentum of a young dragon raising his head.

A pair of phoenix eyes were cold and angry, awkward and sulky.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Feng Ming hurriedly turned around, and when he saw that it was a little girl, he immediately stretched his face and said coldly: "What about her?"

The little guy complained bitterly in his heart, every time the little boy was angry with his son-in-law, he would sprinkle his anger on his head, why bother?

"Back to the little son, the son-in-law is discussing things in the eldest son's study."

Feng Yu was even more angry, and his tone was resentful, "She's my master, why do you always run to the eldest brother's study?"

The little guy didn't dare to answer, for fear of being kicked out. After all, the little boy's violent temper can only be smoothed by the son-in-law, and others will never dare to offend.

It's the eldest son, who said the wrong thing, and when the little boy was unhappy, he smashed the eldest son's favorite inkstone.

No way! He had to go and see what they were doing behind their backs.

Around the corner, several maids and servants gathered together and whispered.

"I always feel that our eldest son is not ordinary to his son-in-law."

"How?"

"The eldest prince is personally involved in the affairs of his son-in-law, and he also spends his heart to please his son-in-law."

"Let me tell you, I accidentally heard the eldest prince and his father-in-law express their hearts before."

"What? No way? They're all men! ”

"What's this? The royal family of the previous dynasty also had this habit, and the eldest son of our family was destined for his wife, so it would be good if he could find someone to accompany him. Besides, the son-in-law treats his subordinates equally, and there is no better master. ”

"That's right."

Hearing this, Feng Ming's face was gloomy, his eyes were full of anger, and he roared angrily: "Shut up for me!" ”