The onlookers who eat melons are all from ordinary backgrounds, and they are naturally resistant to An Jinggong, the son of the Marquis of Anyuan. Even if what An Jinggong said was true, they would not believe it.

Being able to see An Jinggong out of trouble and see a prince of the Hou Mansion lose face is definitely a very fulfilling thing for many of them. And this incident is enough for them to brag about for a lifetime.

"Shut up!"

was watched and pointed out by others, An Jinggong finally went crazy.

"How does this prince act, do I need to explain it to you?"

"Whoever chirps again, don't blame me for being unkind to him!"

It is true that An Jinggong is a scholar, but even if he is a scholar, he has also practiced the six arts of a gentleman. If you really want to do it, An Jinggong is actually not bad. Of course, compared to the person who specializes in martial arts, it is still worse.

"The Marquis of Anyuan is so majestic!"

"This is the capital, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, Lang Lang Qiankun. Don't say that you are just the prince of the Hou Mansion, even if you are the Marquis of An Yuan, can you still make me wait and dare not even speak? ”

In the crowd, Mo Leng suddenly jumped out.

This person, especially a group of people, is conformist, and they are also the favorite to bully the weak and fear the hard.

When An Jinggong took out the momentum of the prince of the Hou Mansion, he instantly let the onlookers stop eating melons.

But as Mo Leng came out to speak, these shocked people immediately began to denounce the Marquis of Anyuan and An Jinggong, the prince, with a word of their words.

As for Mo Leng, after the enthusiasm of the people was stirred, he quietly retired.

An Jinggong has been secretly investigating the cause of An Jingxun's death, don't look at the concealment he did, but this can't hide Mo Xuansheng, who controls the huge secret guard.

And Mo Leng, as Mo Xuansheng's personal guard, is a member of the secret guard.

Most of the secret guard's information, except for the secret part, will be handed over to Mo Xuansheng through Mo Leng's hand.

"That is, is there any royal law?"

"The Marquis of Anyuan is really majestic, some people said before that this Marquis of Anyuan is a humble gentleman, and he is really not worthy of the name!"

"Isn't this nonsense?"

"Which of these boys is good? If you don't say anything else, let's just say that the prince of King Jing is not the biggest son in the capital? ”

Get!

A group of people who were still criticizing An Jinggong just now burned the flames of war to Mo Xuansheng's body in an instant.

This is definitely a model of getting shot while lying down.

Mo Leng hid behind the crowd, listening to the discussion of the people, his expression was a little bitter. How did the matter come to his own son, and Mo Leng was also confused.

However, there is one thing that these people are right. Their prince is indeed the eldest son in the capital.

The crowd talked about Mo Xuansheng, but they ignored An Jinggong as the protagonist.

Such a bad feeling broke An Jinggong's heart.

In this capital, if you say who the person he hates the most, it is naturally Mo Xuansheng, the son of King Jing. But if he says who is the person he admires the most, it is still Mo Xuansheng, the son of King Jing.

An Jinggong also wants to live as comfortably as Mo Xuansheng, but the problem is that his backer is not as hard as Mo Xuansheng.

His backer, Marquis Anyuan's Mansion, in front of Mo Xuansheng, the prince of King Jing, is just an ant with a slightly larger head.

"Lord Shizi, what should we do?"

Although the hot topic of discussion among the onlookers has become the prince of King Jing, they are still here and have no intention of dispersing. And if the crowd does not disperse, An Jinggong will not be able to leave.

"A bunch of Diao people!"

An Jinggong wasted the strength of nine cows and two tigers to escape, and in his heart, he didn't like these onlookers who ate melons.