"The shares of Tang in the noble hall are my private money, Tang Yuan, and have nothing to do with the Tang family! The third prince wants to dedicate it to the emperor, and Tang has no objection. However, Tang can't lose money. In this way, in the three hundred altars, There are 100 altars belonging to Tang, if the third prince is interested, he can buy them at the lowest transaction price in this auction, as for the remaining 200 altars, I have no opinion on what the third prince wants to do with them!" Tang Yuan generally endorsed typical.
Although the third prince is very stern, the fat man doesn't care about him at all. Facing such a tyrannical villain, if he doesn't yell at him, it's to give him face. It is estimated that the fat man has already fried the pot!
As for what the fat man said just now, it was Jun Moxie who transmitted it to his ears through the technique of sound transmission, so Tang fat man listened to and learned from each sentence, and spoke very slowly.
The third prince thought about it, buying it at the lowest transaction price before? One hundred altars cost three million taels of silver. This prince doesn't have that kind of spare money. Although the fat man is white, behind him is the entire Tang family. With the friendship between Mr. Tang and his father, if he and the fat man are serious , In the end, it may not be possible to take advantage of it! Counting two hundred altars is not a lot, so although he was angry at Tang Yuan because he didn't know how to flatter him, he didn't bother him anymore.
As soon as the third prince read this, he laughed loudly and said, "That's very good! Since the shopkeeper has no objection to the remaining two hundred altars of fine wine, come, please help me to load the remaining two hundred altars into the carriage. The emperor sent a great gift! I will definitely report the credit of the noble hall!"
"Third Highness, are you singing a monologue?" A lazy voice upstairs said lazily. Everyone looked up and saw Young Master Jun with his clothes open, his handsome face was a little angry, a big foot was stepping on the railing, his legs were almost at ninety degrees, and he was looking at the third prince with a sneer.
"But I don't know what Jun Sanshao means? Why is my prince singing an opera!" The third prince's face immediately sank.
"What do you mean? I just want to tell the third prince that your one-man show is not good at all!"
Jun Moxie gave a strange laugh, "Fatty Tang is just the big treasurer of the noble hall! This young master is the big boss of the noble hall! Among the three hundred jars of wine, there is also a hundred jars of this young master! I will take a look today , who the hell can move me away without spending money! If you want to move away, you can, but you have to buy it at the highest transaction price so far. Don't even think about moving it if you lose a penny. Let's see which grandson dares to move grandpa. thing!"
Jun Mo is evil, and within a few words, he has changed his address five times, from my young master to my young master, then to my uncle, then to my father, and finally to my grandpa!
To the emperor's own son, he didn't even give him any face!
"This kid is so fucking crazy!" Dugu Wudi cheered up, and said to his daughter: "I didn't realize before that this kid actually has this courage? It's his grandma, what he said is so shocking." It’s comfortable! Since when did you have it? It’s really a rare thing! You really deserve to be the son of Brother Jun, I’m a hero, I’m a hero, this kind of courage is okay!”
Dugu Wudi was really touched in his heart, Jun Moxie's stunned words seemed to be spoken without going through his brain. But it also takes courage. Just like the seven members of my own family, even if they were beaten to death, they wouldn't dare to say that, but Jun Moxie would! No matter whether he is brainless or not, this alone is better than his own son and nephew!
Although this kid is definitely going to have a meal at the top of the table—how could such a thing be said casually
Don't talk about what your kid said, even if this general said it, it would be fruitless!
"Father, can't you stop swearing when you speak? Can't you be more refined when you speak? That's a bit of an aristocratic look!"
Dugu Xiaoyi snorted, and cast a coquettish look at her father, feeling that her father's foul language was really a bit of a shame. Then he linked his fingers and said shyly: "Father, I like to watch Brother Moxie play hooligans and scoundrels the most. Look at him, how handsome he is, and his temperament is simply too elegant. The legendary magnanimity is so high." It’s probably nothing more than that!”
"… What?!… "
Dugu Invincible General was completely speechless! Is there any reason for this! My father was dissatisfied when he said a bad word, and now this kid is playing a hooligan and a rascal, but he is actually handsome? What kind of generosity and elegance, but that's it, where is it all, can it be touched? Although we haven't read the book for a few days, we probably know what that word means!
What did you say? Even if it is Pan An and Song Yu in the eyes of the beholder, it can't be so outrageous! The difference in treatment between people is really too big, right? My daughter's elbow is so crooked, it's almost the back of her head!
"What does Third Young Master Jun mean? Could it be that you don't even want to give up a jar of wine to your father? Could it be that in the eyes of Third Young Master Jun, your father is worried about the country and the people, exhausting all his energy, so he is not worthy of you offering a jar of wine?" Can't the wine work? Huh?!"
The third prince looked at Jun Moxie with cold eyes, but he was on the bottom and Young Master Jun was on top, no matter how fierce his gaze was, he had to look up to the killer Jun.
"It's not interesting! I'm in business, I'm not a shantang, and I'm not someone who can be bullied by anyone!"
How could Killer Jun care about his fierce look, and he also snorted coldly: "I want to ask the third prince what you mean. Fatty Tang said that his shares are not free to buy, so you will not move, and You still have to dispose of the wine under my young master’s name casually? But I don’t know if His Royal Highness the Third Prince thinks that I, Jun Moxie, is easy to bully? Or does he think that my Jun’s family is easy to bully? Who is it? I know it well! The so-called right and wrong can be judged by oneself, and justice rests with people's hearts. I will definitely ask His Royal Highness the Third Prince for an explanation of today's matter!"
As soon as he raised his head, Young Master Jun's voice was fierce: "My Jun family has always been willing to bend rather than bend, and has gone through a hundred calamities without yielding! Today, the third prince insulted my Jun family for no reason in front of everyone. Hundreds of people present Witness! How can this situation be so embarrassing?"
Jun Moxie's voice became sad and indignant: "I have a pity that my Jun family is full of loyalists. My grandfather Jun Zhantian fought for the country all his life, and he has worked hard! The old father and second uncle died on the battlefield, and there is no bone left! My third uncle died in the battlefield and spent his life. Disabled! My two elder brothers also sacrificed their lives for the country one after another, and died young! The whole family is thirsty for the blood of the knife, sleeping in the saddle, dying, and dying! Now, the talents of the Jun family are withered and desolate. Then they bully you and humiliate you! What is the law of heaven?"
"Dare to ask the third prince, what is the reason for this? Is it really true that the cunning rabbit is dead, the lackey is cooked, the birds are exhausted, and the good bow is hidden? Third Highness, if you do this, you will not let the heroes of the world feel cold? It is just for a jar of wine. , You are so domineering and domineering, humiliating all the heroes! Moreover, you still use the banner of His Majesty, high-sounding, pretending to be a tiger, doing whatever you want, you! You, you, you!... What is the intention?! Who has no king and no father, and the heinous crime? !"
Young Master Jun's scapegoating method has obviously risen to a higher level, and it can be said that he has reached the state of perfection and enlightenment! With one mouthful, he was on the top line, and when he came at his fingertips, it was a big black pot that was pinned on the third prince's head. The third prince, He Ru, was his opponent. The third prince's face was reddish purple, he was panting, and he felt that the answer was wrong, and he didn't dare to speak for a while.
"My Jun's family... I was wronged..." Young Master Jun said wronged, and with a long trembling sound, he swung up, sobbing and choking, with extreme resentment, then he looked up to the sky and sighed, the expression on his face was like that of Qin Xianglian who was abandoned by Chen Shimei, Finally standing in Bao Qingtian's lobby...
The desolation of the voice makes people feel sad when they hear it, so wronged, if the heaven knows, it can almost shake the thunder in winter and the rain in summer, and the snow in June will not be able to suppress the injustice!
The third prince was completely bewildered, almost spitting out dozens of taels of blood!
Below, everyone was dumbfounded!
This Young Master Jun is too good at talking, right? He really dares to say anything, and it's too scary to be on the line. Just now I saw the third prince confounding black and white, being tyrannical and domineering, I already thought he was the best, but now compared with Young Master Jun, there is really no scum left! They are not on the same level at all!
This one is the real master of turning black and white, confusing right and wrong, and creating something out of nothing!
Dugu Wudi laughed loudly, before the laughter came out, Dugu Xiaoyi quickly covered his big mouth with his sharp eyes. If he really laughed out loud, that would be a big deal! Dugu Xiaoyi's heart was pounding, she just gagged, she didn't notice that she blocked her father back in one breath, almost choking on something.
Pulling the daughter's hand away, Dugu Wudi panted, coughed fiercely, and cursed in a low voice: "You girl, do you want to murder your own father?!"
The two men in black robes behind Lingmeng Princess, those two are truly masters, but unfortunately, the amazing concentration that is far beyond ordinary people's ignorance is completely useless, both of them are dumbfounded, Looking at Young Master Jun who was snotting and crying, at the same time, he felt a feeling of "ashamed of himself": This guy has a thick skin, really shocking the past and the present, I am not as good as it!
The third prince panted for a long time like asthma, and finally managed to catch his breath. His eyes were like fire, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Since that's the case, this king will also keep your hundred altars for you! Then, the last remaining One hundred altars, should be no problem, right?"
"Then it's none of my business. As for the last hundred jars, you can't even ask me!" Jun Moxie changed his face instantly, as if he had nothing to do with himself: "That's Prince Equality, Yang Mo What does the little brother's shares have to do with me!" Humph, let's add fuel to the fire, bully, bully...
"Yang Mo! Get out of here!" The third prince shouted angrily and was even more eager to save face. Everyone shook their heads: As a prince, it's a bit embarrassing to have such a lack of demeanor...
"What... what are you doing?" Little Yang Mo showed his head from upstairs trembling.
"Dedicate the one hundred jars of wine under your name to your uncle emperor, would you be willing?" The third prince looked at him coldly and asked solemnly.