Chapter 133 (1/2)

Since the sixth Prince Jiangnan returned from meritorious service, the emperor asked the sixth prince to take the position of the fourth prince to help the crown prince deal with relevant affairs, but sent the fourth prince to the Imperial Academy to repair books.

Everyone knows that the emperor is praising the sixth prince. For this reason, the fourth Prince angrily fell several sets of tea sets.

The father emperor praised Lao Liu. Why did he use him as a raft?

After inquiring, Han Zhan said to his father, ”I went to the gambling house and won a lot of silver. These are what I gave to the emperor! The fourth Prince won more than me!”

You see, your son won't give you the money, but I gave it to you. Look how good I am to you.

The holy master smiled angrily: ”you know I hate you eating, drinking, gambling, cricket fighting outside, and dare to give me the money you win? I'm in a hurry to ask me to punish you!”

”So this is not to bribe you!” Han Zhan grinned. ”As the saying goes, meeting is divided into half. Now I have divided more than half to you. You are also an accomplice. Are you willing to punish me?”

The saint was shameless by Han Zhan's serious nonsense, which made him feel helpless.

Finally, I can only stare at him: ”I'm 16 years old, and I don't know how to learn well. You can't read. There's no hope of becoming a literary champion, but since you're a descendant of Zhongyong Hou's house, if you take the martial arts competition exam...”

The emperor thought for a while, but he'd better forget it. His extravagance can be used to escape. He doesn't even see the fight between real knives and guns.

The sidewalk said, ”I can give you the back door. What do you think?”

”Don't! Don't!” Han Zhan quickly waved his hand, ”Don't think I don't know that you deliberately deceive me and want me to be an official in the court! I don't want to be an official because I'm so tired. I sleep later than a dog every day, get up earlier than a chicken, have no rest and have no play. It's not human work at all! Are the girls in Chang'an Street not beautiful, or are the Xiaoqu by the Wangjiang building bad? Or is the wine drunk in the world of mortals not fragrant?”

He is free and easy now. He has money to spend, wine to drink, and his family can play. What can he do to be an official?

After a few words, the Holy Lord threw a fold directly at him.

Han Zhan smiled, picked up the fold, presented it with both hands, and conveniently picked up the inkstone and stuffed it into the holy master's hand: ”you smash it with this to relieve your anger. When I go out later, I can say that you smashed the head with the inkstone. See who dares to move me in the fight in the future? If they move their hand, I will stretch out my head and scare them to death!”

It's good to say that you don't have a face and say, ”they all say that love is deep and responsible. I know you love me. Others don't have this blessing. They can't envy me!”

He lost his temper and said, ”how can a man like Zhongyong Hou give birth to you?”

After laughing, the holy master's eyes flashed slightly, and he seemed to inadvertently ask, ”you said that the fourth brother also went to the gambling house?”

Han Zhan was surprised: ”don't you know?”

The holy master smiled and said, ”I know. I just think he's busy recently. He shouldn't have time to go.”

”I'm looking at the leisure of the fourth prince!” Han Zhan was careless and did not have the slightest Chengfu way. ”Don't say, the fourth prince was really lucky and won more than me! Not only that, even the girls drunk in the red chamber don't look up to me when they see the fourth Prince now!”

After saying this, he said, ”Your Majesty, it's clear that I'm much better looking than him. Why do those girls only like him and don't like me? Are they all lame?”

If others dared to be so presumptuous in front of the emperor, they would have been pulled out and beheaded.

But the emperor loved him very much. He had no heart, no words and no scheming temperament.

Seeing that he was like this, the focus was still on the point that the fourth prince was not as good-looking as him. The drunk girl in the red chamber was lame. The holy master covered the deep meaning at the bottom of his eyes and said with a smile: ”how about I vent my anger for you?”

”Really?” Han Zhan rubbed his hands expectantly. ”Can I beat him into a pig's head, tie him up and take him to the drunken red chamber, so that the girls will know it's better for me. Do you think it's ok?”