The young man cried for a while, and finally remembered what he was doing, pushed away the servants around him, stepped forward quickly, and kicked out directly with a flirtatious leg.

Although Wang Quanquan seemed careless throughout the whole process, he had been paying attention to the young man's movements, and at this moment, seeing that he had moved to "kill the chicken", he stepped on his feet directly, and instantly pulled out to the back of the other party, and then in the surprised eyes of everyone, he came to a "brace", showing the young man's ass again.

The boy was still raising his legs at the moment, and the hateful guy suddenly disappeared from front of him, which had already stunned him for a moment, and now the coolness from his lower body made him know clearly what was happening.

I am afraid that my image will be ruined, and I will not be able to raise my head in my life.

Thinking of this, the young man couldn't hold back any longer, and cried loudly, Wang Quanquan looked at the other party's aggrieved appearance, and was thinking about whether he was doing too much, but he heard the other party say:

"Bastard, I'm going to let Xiaobu report to the court and punish your nine clans."

When Wang Quanquan heard this, his original guilty mood disappeared, and he said with a cold face:

"Boy, do you know who you're talking to?"

The young man's sudden change in the other party couldn't help but startle, and he even forgot to cry, and at this moment, an anxious voice came:

"The prince is angry."

……

Wang Quanquan looked back, and a green dress appeared in the corridor, followed by a few Nanmen people dressed in brocade.

The woman wearing a green robe with a green name first gave a gentle salute to the king's authority, and then said:

"This child is spoiled on weekdays, please don't blame the prince, we will discipline him strictly when we go back."

Wang Quanquan did not open up because the woman in front of him had a similar name to his beloved woman, and continued to say with a cold face:

"This is not a pampered sentence that can be said to be in the past, he just said that he wants to punish the nine clans of this king. It is a well-known fact that there are many children in Beijing, but there are very few people who dare to make nonsense.

This Nanmen Fuyun son, no matter how much trouble he makes in private at home on weekdays, this king will not ask, but I have to advise the Nanmen girl, the more powerful she is, the more cautious she should be in her words and deeds. ”

At first, the woman was still listening carefully, but later, her expression gradually became a little strange, until the king finished speaking, and the woman hesitated and said:

"I'm afraid the prince has misunderstood, this is not the younger brother of the little girl, Nanmen Fuyun, but the highest-ranking master in Nanmen, Nanmen Lonely."

"Master?"

Wang Quanquan looked at the young man with a puzzled face, if it was left in normal times, this cheap young man would definitely not let it go, and he had to respond to anything. But the hard is afraid of the horizontal, the teenager who is used to being at home on weekdays, meets a guy who calls himself "this king", and naturally weighs the weight, at the moment is honest, shyly smiled, and I don't know that I think it's one more child.

……

While the two were talking, several elders in the house also came out, and after learning what happened from their subordinates, they all smiled bitterly or helplessly.

A middle-aged man with pale sideburns stepped forward and waved at the king's authority:

"In the lower south gate of the head of the family Nanmen Hong, see the eighth prince, I have heard about the matter, it is indeed the south gate family is wrong, in the next has already arranged a banquet to make amends, and please ask the prince to appreciate his face and move."

The middle-aged man said, glancing at the young man who even had to shout at his ancestor, who was stubborn, where was he willing to give in easily, just don't look over and pretend not to see it.

At this time, a person came out of the crowd who rushed to hear the news again, looking at the same age as the little master, dressed as a scholar, and his movements and expressions were much more elegant, which made people not disgusted at all.

The young man walked up to the little master, who was much older than himself, and whispered quietly, the latter hesitated at first when he heard this, then nodded, came to the king's authority, and said deeply:

"Nanmen Lone, I apologized to the prince, it was not mine just now, I broke the vase and relied on you, I hope the prince will not remember the villain."

Looking at the young man who was like two people before, Wang Quanquan couldn't help but be surprised, it was really one thing and one thing, and he didn't bother to see it like a little child, so he nodded and said:

"Your ...... as the Southgate family Elders, everything should be planned for the juniors, and don't cause trouble again. ”

Nanmen Gu didn't know if he could understand it, but nodded vigorously and said:

"What the prince said today is like an initiation, and he has been taught."

The boy said, not forgetting to tighten his belt, obviously afraid that the other party would come again.

For the little master who pretends to be old, the king's authority is almost extinguished even if there is fire, and he flicked his sleeves and turned around and said:

"Let's go, eat."

……

During the banquet, although the young man with a terrifying rank occupied the main seat, he was honest throughout the whole process, and the surprise in the eyes of the people around him did not escape the eyes of the king, and he asked the young man dressed as a Confucian with great interest:

"Dare to ask the little boy's name?"

The young man, who was eating quietly, raised his head and said with a smile:

"The prince is polite, and he will return to the clouds at the lower south gate."

Wang Quanquan nodded and didn't say anything more.

……

The meal ended without any waves, and Wang Quanquan came to the main hall again at the invitation of Nanmen Hong, the head of the South Gate family, and the broken porcelain pieces on the ground had already been cleaned up, and the two sat across the table, sipping good tea.

Without waiting for Nanmen Hong to find a topic, Wang Quanquan took the lead in speaking:

"At today's dinner table, I don't know which one is the South Gate Goose?"

"Back to the prince, my brother returned to his hometown a few days ago to worship his ancestors, and he is not in the Jingshi."

For the other party's question, Nanmen Hong was not surprised at all, although he was the head of the family, his reputation outside was far less than that of the collateral brother who gave birth to two pillars, and the performance of the nephew just now also successfully attracted the attention of the eighth prince in front of him, if the other party did not ask, it would be strange.

……

"I have long heard that Nanmen Fuyun can recite poems at the age of seven, and when I see it today, it really deserves its name, and it is really rare to see everyone's demeanor for the first time at a young age.

At his age, this king is still peeing and playing with mud, and it is still someone else who pees on me and mud. ”

Wang Quanquan's words almost choked the middle-aged man who was drinking tea opposite, but he really didn't lie, when he was ten years old, he was stupid, and it was already good if he didn't eat the mud that was finished.

Nanmen Hong put down the tea, wiped his mouth and said:

"The prince is too modest, the world only knows the Wenzhi of Emperor Sheng'en and the martial arts of Emperor Taizu, but they don't know that the prince is a Mahayana of the two.

Wen can assist the government of a country, Wu can break a million heroes, and the prince is a civil and military master. ”

Originally, he didn't see the rumored Nanmen Yan who taught his son well, and Wang Quanquan was still a little interested, but after hearing the other party's words, he became interested in the Nanmen family master in front of him.

Everyone is a smart person, and Wang Quanquan didn't bother to ask such a vain question as "why do you say this", but pointed directly to the other party's vital point:

"Does the head of the South Gate family feel that the limelight has been overshadowed by that brother?"

Nanmen Hong nodded and said bluntly:

"If a person is not a sage, he will naturally be jealous."

……