Isn't it the same as not saying anything?
Xia Xiaoxian was a little anxious for a moment, her chest heaving violently. She raised her head and shouted to the second floor of the teahouse, "Mother, Father, then you should tell me in person!"
After hearing this, the people in the second-floor box could no longer hide in the corner. They just wanted to watch the children play, but they didn't expect Xia Xiaoxian to call them out of the box.
The few of them could only smile and sigh as they walked down the stairs step by step.
I have to say that this group of people is really too large.
Walking in front were a monk in black and a nobleman dressed in gorgeous clothes who was as gentle as jade.
The young master is of thin stature.
The monk in black was tall and strong.
As they walked down the stairs, all the tea drinkers were stunned.
The corners of the clothes are fluttering in the wind.
What a strong aura!
At this moment, a circle of guards suddenly gathered at the railing on the second floor where the children were staying.
Upon closer counting, there were actually nine guards with similar body shapes, and upon further inspection, they also discovered that their appearances were very similar.
The guards were all dressed in black long skirts embroidered with gold-thread python patterns, wide sleeves and narrow hats, and they all held a curved embroidered spring sword in their arms.
They all stood at the railing on the second floor with their heads lowered, exuding a faint murderous aura.
As soon as Shen Yuyao came downstairs, she recognized Mr. Yuan in front of her at a glance. He was the fortune teller Yuan Gong whom she had met by chance.
She smiled slightly, bowed and said, "Sir, how are you?"
Mr. Yuan didn't seem surprised at all. He just smiled faintly, bowed and returned the greeting, saying, "How are you, young master?"
The black-robed monk walked up to Xia Xiaoxian, patted her head and said, "Don't worry, wait for Uncle Monk to test him."
Xia Xiaoxian nodded, with an expression of enjoying herself, and took Lin'an and Xiaoyan to sit on the first circle of chairs outside the hall.
They plan to continue eating melons.
After the black-robed monk finished speaking, he walked directly to Mr. Yuan and asked in a deep voice, "Is it possible for me to meet you?"
The tea drinkers who were watching around started to make a fuss.
"To become a monk, one needs to have one's face read?" A young man sitting in the front row couldn't help but sneer.
"Hush!" There was an older man beside the young man. He raised his hand and pointed upwards to the sky, reminding the young man to be careful with his words. "Young man, you have forgotten that the current one was also a monk!"
"Who in our Great Xia Dynasty doesn't know this? But those are troubled times, and everyone has the opportunity to become a hero!"
The young man spoke eloquently, "Now, the world has long been settled. What great things can a little-known monk like him accomplish?"
It would have been fine if he had just spoken sarcasticly, but the young man even glanced sideways at the black-robed monk.
Sure enough, when the black-robed monk heard this, his expression darkened slightly.
To everyone's surprise, when Mr. Yuan carefully looked at the black-robed monk's face, he was immediately amazed.
He couldn't help but exclaim, "Your face is like a sick tiger, your eyes are triangular, and you are bloodthirsty by nature. You will definitely be like Liu Bingzhong in the future!"
When the tea drinkers heard this, they were all horrified.
Liu Bingzhong was a man from the previous dynasty.
This person was depressed and frustrated in his early years, and he once became a monk.
Fortunately, he met the founding emperor of the previous dynasty and was appreciated by him, becoming an advisor to the founding emperor of the Yuan Dynasty.
In the end, he successfully helped him overthrow the previous dynasty and ascend the throne as the new emperor.
It is really inappropriate for Mr. Yuan to compare the black-robed monk to Liu Bingzhong, because that was a ruthless counselor who helped his master rebel.
A true villain.
Everyone thought that the black-robed monk would be furious after hearing this!
Thinking about the nine guards on the second floor behind the monk, everyone thought that if the monk got angry, Mr. Yuan would be in great danger.
Everyone looked at Mr. Yuan with pity.
It's such a pity to lose such a talented person!
Unexpectedly, when the black-robed monk heard Mr. Yuan compare him to Liu Bingzhong, he did not show any displeasure. Instead, he was surprised and delighted, as if he had met a soulmate.
The black-robed monk clasped his hands together and said respectfully to Mr. Yuan, "Sir, could you spare some time to come to the Qingshou Temple outside the city to talk?"
After saying this, he didn't wait for Mr. Yuan to answer. He turned to look at Shen Yuyao and nodded slightly.
Shen Yuyao understood immediately, closed the folding fan in her hand, and shouted: "Where are the guards?"
"I'm here!"
These two sounds frightened the tea drinkers so much that their hearts almost jumped into their throats.
Could it be that this black-robed monk is really as bloodthirsty as Mr. Yuan said? It seems that he is going to start a killing spree!
The tea drinkers huddled back to the wall of the teahouse, leaving a large empty space in the middle of the hall.
Nine guards jumped down from the second floor together. As soon as they landed, they saw Mr. Yuan looking at one of the guards with an expression of indescribable surprise.
When the guards stood in a row, Mr. Yuan knelt down and bowed to one of the guards.
He even said in a loud voice: "Your Highness Prince Ning, why would you be so careless as to come here?"
Except for the three little boys, everyone in the teahouse was stunned!
His Royal Highness Prince Ning?
Mr. Yuan actually said that one of these nine guards would be Prince Ning?
That's impossible. Why would Prince Ning be wearing a guard's uniform?
This is in Yanjing City.
Everyone couldn't help but start laughing again.
"Sir, I'm afraid you've really made a mistake this time. This is just a small guard. How could he be Prince Ning?"
"I have seen His Royal Highness Prince Ning before. Although these guards have similar statures to Prince Ning, their appearances are completely different!"
"Hahaha, Mr. Yuan's lifelong reputation may be ruined by this little guard."
"Sir, there is no Prince Ning here!" Even Shen Yuyao thought that Mr. Yuan just happened to guess right.
Only the monk in black smiled and said nothing.
"Sir, I am a physiognomist. I am very good at reading people's complexions. I will never admit my mistake!" Mr. Yuan insisted!
"Sir, you know, Prince Ning is not someone who can admit his mistakes casually!"
Shen Yuyao was secretly delighted, but her expression was stern. "If you mistakenly acknowledge the prince, do you know what crime you will commit?"
"You should be punished with twenty strokes of the cane for talking nonsense and mistaking the prince for him. Moreover, given my physical condition, I'm afraid this crime should be punishable by death!" Mr. Yuan's voice was not loud, but it was sonorous and powerful.
"But I didn't admit my mistake, so where can I get the twenty sticks?"
In the teahouse, there were many tea drinkers who came here because of its reputation, and they were all secretly worried about Mr. Yuan.
Looking at his body shape, he really couldn't withstand those twenty blows.
At this moment, Xia Yu was shocked by Mr. Yuan's ability, but he was secretly happy in his heart.
Seeing that Shen Yuyao didn't know what to do, Xia Yu immediately walked out of the guards' line.
He came to the hall, removed his disguise, and said loudly: "I am here, and what Mr. Yuan said is true!"
"Ah! He really is His Royal Highness Prince Ning!"
"Yes, I've seen His Royal Highness Prince Ning. It's indeed him!"
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