Throughout the winter, Tang Yu and Dong Yan spent time fighting.

Since the second time the two met, it has been out of control.

Dong Yan came to Tang Yu every day to try it out, at first he was just a proud thirteen prince who didn't believe in evil, so he had to press Tang Yu, a tricky courtier, and step on him fiercely.

But after the two fought more than a dozen times, Dong Yan's proud thoughts faded a little, and he had to admit that although he had the upper hand in cultivation, it was too difficult to win against Tang Yu, and the combat power of the two could only be said to be between them.

However, this kind of "exchange" did not mean to stop, but the two fought more and more frequently.

Because both of them realized that such a competition would greatly promote the cultivation of both sides.

It is often the two of them who fight, and then go back to each of them to reflect on and comprehend, and they can quickly gain something, and then cultivate to improve.

Then both sides thought they could press each other, but when the two fought again, they found that the other party was stronger than the last time.

Both of them are young people, needless to say, Dong Yan, as the most qualified young man in the Dong family, although he did not make it to the world's Jinshi list for secret reasons, the pride in his bones is definitely incomparable to the genius of the world's Jinshi list.

As for Tang Yu, although he came from the Great Zhou, since he began to practice, the monks of his generation were often left behind by him, and his qualifications and geniuses were unmatched.

No matter how strong an opponent is, he can often give him strong pressure the first time, but after a few times, he can easily crush him.

They are two proud people, and they both have a comparison in each other's hearts. Naturally, both of them worked at full speed and devoted all their minds to meditation and cultivation.

There have been countless times when the two have been inseparable. Each other is unwilling to give up, fortunately, there is Princess Heshuo, every time the two of them fight until the oil runs out and the lamp runs out, this little girl will appear on time, and then the fight between the two will not go on, often at this time, Dong Yan will release cruel words about the next time.

Tang Yu agreed with a smile. By the way, a few words of sarcasm that are not yin or yang.

And Princess Heshuo became more familiar with the Tang family's courtyard, and the more she stayed, the more stable she became, and sometimes she even argued that she was reluctant to go back. Dong Yan didn't resist for a while, and Princess Heshuo stayed in the Tang family's courtyard.

As soon as this opening is opened, the next step is terrible.

The princess stayed in the Tang family, and the Tang family naturally couldn't wait slowly.

A servant maid from Shangjing. The maid from the palace. made the Tang family's courtyard lively.

Sometimes it's even more lively than the battle on the side of the Thirteen Princes.

Often the two of them fight, and when they are tired, the waiters carefully prepare wine and food and invite Dong Yan to eat.

Whenever Dong Yan was willing to eat in the Tang Mansion? Whenever he encountered such a situation, he snorted coldly, turned his head and left.

But once he could turn his head, after a few times, he couldn't stand the little princess Yin Yin's retention.

developed to a later date. Eating in the Tang Mansion has become a daily necessity for Dong Yan.

This annex of the Tang family is the master of Tang Yu, and the guests eat. The master has to be with him.

Gradually, the two were able to eat together, although the atmosphere at the dinner table was awkward and cold, and a proud prince, high up, disdained to talk to a courtier.

And the other is a scholar who has learned Confucianism and Taoism, but he is not used to slapping horses in his heart, and he is naturally unwilling to put a hot face on his cold ass. There is still Princess Heshuo, and everyone can eat a delicious meal.

There was another fight on this day and two days, and both of them were sweating profusely.

Tang Yu bathed and changed clothes, walked into the dining room, Dong Yan's face was pale, and said, "Tang Yu, what evil sect spell did you use just now?" Is it 'Seeing the Dragon Scroll'?"

The two of them were fighting just now, Dong Yan suddenly changed his moves, and he didn't use the Four Seasons Trick, but instead used another set of secret spells of the royal family, which is said to have been realized by the ancestors of the Dong family and the Hidden Killing Building, and it is quite similar to the hidden killing trick of the Hidden Killing Building.

As the name suggests, the "hidden killing technique" is the magic trick of assassination, Dong Yan originally wanted to use this rare spell trick to make Tang Yu suffer.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hidden killing trick was unleashed, Tang Yu's golden dragon suddenly disappeared, and a big tripod appeared in the sky.

Da Ding churned in the air, suddenly calmed down, emitting a thousand zhang of golden light, his spell trick immediately had nothing to hide, in a hurry, it was Dong Yan who suffered a spell from Tang Yu fiercely, which made him vomit blood immediately and suffered a lot of losses.

After the fight, he was always in his heart, and he wanted to ask on the spot but couldn't save face.

After enduring it for a long time, he finally couldn't help it when he arrived at the hotel, and opened his mouth to question.

Tang Yu still had a smile on his face, and said, "The royal inheritance of His Royal Highness is really changeable, but my Tang family is not only the inheritance of the dragon. You and I are fighting, but it's not like inheritance, what's so strange that I don't have to 'return to the dragon scroll'?"

"Hmph!" Dong Yan snorted coldly and said, "Don't think that your spell trick is very good, I am defenseless today, otherwise where will I let you succeed?"

"Yes, yes, His Royal Highness the Thirteenth is a Legalist, and the fighting method is rigorous, so he naturally disdains the way of the soldier's virtual reality. The so-called unpreparedness and surprise of the soldiers, such a shallow truth, how can His Royal Highness the Thirteenth be a dignified prince of the royal family?"

Tang Yu grinned, saying that Dong Yan was red-faced, and at this moment, Princess Heshuo said: "It's all eaten, I'm starving to death!"

The meals were very rich, all of them were carefully cooked by the chefs of the Tang Mansion, and the three of them did not talk about any etiquette, and the two of them guarded the little princess on the left and right, feasting happily.

After three rounds of drinking, Dong Yan said indifferently: "Tang Yu, I'm going to break through soon! Once I break through the Law Realm, I want to see what other means you have!"

Tang Yu drank a glass of wine and said, "Then congratulations to Your Highness, you have achieved the Dharma Body at a young age, and you are really envious of the cultivators of my generation." I think that after His Highness achieves the Dharma Body, I don't care about waiting for the Force Realm cultivators to do it, and then I will be lonely again on this green mountain peak. ”

Dong Yan said angrily: "Tang Yu, I've put up with you for a long time, can you talk well?

Dong Yan's face was red, and after a few glasses of wine, he was bold, and he was rarely mad on the spot.

Tang Yu laughed and said: "Your Highness, can you not always put on a high-minded appearance? I have been beaten and vomited blood, and I still stubbornly keep my mouth, the royal family is high, but back then, the ancestor of my Tang family also fought for the royal family, and now you are good, open your mouth as a minion, shut up as a traitor, I have endured you for a long time!"

Tang Yu slapped the table and said, "Just say that you are now fucking eating me and drinking me, and you will teach me a lesson when you turn around." If you are really capable, your cultivation is higher than mine, and if you beat me, then my skills are not as good as others. But you and I have been fighting for a few months, and I have never seen you win against me in the slightest, and I don't know where your fucking superiority comes from. ”

Tang Yu suddenly went berserk, contrary to the previous cynicism, Dong Yan was speechless, his face was flushed, as if he was about to have a seizure at any time, but in the end, he finally swallowed a breath, took a drink from the wine glass, and sat on the chair with his ass, his eyes were indescribably lonely.

"I can't even win against you, how can I fight with them in the future?" Hey......" Dong Yan drank another glass of wine and looked out the window: "It's spring soon." This year, when hundreds of families enter Beijing, I am afraid that I will disappoint my father again. ”

"100 schools into Beijing?"

Tang Yu was stunned for a while, and then suddenly brightened.

The so-called hundred families enter Beijing, and the ten guide Zhou wealthy lords, every few years, those scattered family heads will gather in Beijing for a trip.

The purpose of this is to report on their work, to show that their family still supports the royal family, old friends for many years, everyone meets, and by the way tests each other's depths, which is the need of royal rule.

The other is to learn from each other among the younger disciples, so as to give the hundred schools a chance to show their inheritance.

You must know that the hundred schools of thought are not harmonious with each other, and even if a bunch of old things are gritting their teeth at each other in Shangjing, they can't do it, otherwise they will break the rules and mess up the court.

However, everyone has their own grievances, but they can't help but express that there is revenge and revenge, and there is revenge and revenge, so that the grand meeting of hundreds of schools of thought entering Beijing has become a stage for future generations of disciples to compete.

The old things can't move, and the junior disciples give me a desperate job to do it.

Even if it is really out of line, it is a big deal to say that he is young and ignorant, and if he kowtows a few times in front of Emperor Danqi, this matter will be over nine times out of ten.

Therefore, the entry of the hundred schools into Beijing is an opportunity for the younger generations of disciples to make a name for themselves.

It seems that Dong Yan has long had a mind to make a name for himself in Beijing, so as to make his thirteenth son, Prince Jia, famous all over the world.

"It's really pitiful, there are twenty or thirty heirs of the emperor, and in addition, there are thousands of descendants under the name of the entire royal family. Zhou's throne is not necessarily passed from father to son, but all outstanding children of the descendants of the Dong family have a chance. It's pitiful to stand out from so many people. Tang Yu said secretly, stealing a sympathetic look at Dong Yan.

"What do you see, what do you know?" Dong Yan said coldly.

The corners of Tang Yu's mouth curled slightly, and said, "I understand, His Royal Highness Dare wants to play a blockbuster drama." A prince who was excluded from the crown prince, gave up the luxurious life of the palace, and was willing to live in seclusion in the barren mountains outside the city, lying on his salary and trying his courage, ready to fight for a good position for himself, but I was hit by my confidence, so I am really a little cruel.

If I knew that His Highness had this intention, I should have lost a few games to you, so that your confidence is bursting, haha......"

Dong Yan frowned and said, "It's not your fault, it's just my own limited qualifications, hey......"

Tang Yu raised his eyebrows, thinking that this was the first time Dong Yan was not angry, it seemed that this guy was really depressed.

"Am I so unbearable? If I can't win, I'll be so depressed, how many of the descendants of the entire hundred families will have no face to see people?" Tang Yu muttered secretly in his heart. At this moment, Dong Yan squinted at Tang Yu and said:

"Don't be sneering at me, you're not much better than me. (To be continued.) )