Chapter 1643: Tang Bao suddenly felt sour
Princess Linghua looked at the little fox in the box and couldn't help but think of the one in Erpan's hand.
Comparability, is there?
Of course not!
Then the only one with a problem is the Young Palace Master Yun Mo.
Princess Linghua looked up at Yun Mo and asked thoughtfully, "Uncle, do you think Su Tang is pretty?"
After saying that, he glanced at Tang Bao.
Tang Bao immediately understood what Princess Linghua meant.
It must be said that she also had this suspicion.
As the saying goes, every ten miles there is a different wind.
It is normal to have different customs and aesthetics.
After hearing what Princess Linghua said, Yun Mo glanced at Tang Bao.
Although he didn't understand why Princess Linghua asked this, he nodded and smiled, "Without makeup, she's already gorgeous, and her gaze still radiates."
Xuanyuan Jin's face turned cold.
Even though I knew Yun Mo was my elder, I still felt uncomfortable when I heard Yun Mo say that.
Although, he also felt that the little girl was beautiful and no one could compare to her.
"Then, what about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? Is he good-looking?" Princess Linghua plucked up her courage and quickly glanced at Xuanyuan Jin.
Xuanyuan Jin frowned, but said nothing.
Yun Mo nodded again, looked at Xuanyuan Jin, and said admiringly: "Prince Xuanyuan has a graceful and elegant appearance, standing tall and graceful, and extraordinary. Standing with my niece, they are like a golden boy and a jade girl."
Xuanyuan Jin's expression brightened, although he didn't notice it himself.
Upon hearing this, Princess Linghua looked at Tang Bao and said with her eyes: There is nothing wrong with this aesthetic.
Several girls exchanged glances and discussed Yun Mo's aesthetic taste.
Yun Mo raised his eyebrows, a thoughtful expression on his face.
Could it be that the gifts I gave were so common in Dayan that they were worthless?
When Yun Mo thought about this, his eyes couldn't help but look at the items on the table.
That was the gift he prepared for Da Pan, Xuanyuan Jin and others.
Do you still want to send these?
If he keeps giving people common things, does he still want to save face as the young palace master?
It has to be said that Young Palace Master Yun, who has always been free and easy-going, suddenly felt like he had an eight-ton burden under the gazes of a few young girls.
"Hehe...Uncle, where are our gifts?" Erpan touched his head, smiled and said.
I don't feel embarrassed at all about asking for gifts.
Anyway, my aunt had already asked for it openly or secretly, and I was just learning from her.
Erpan felt very at ease.
As he asked, his eyes glanced at the table anxiously.
No! It should be said that it is a spear on the table!
Yun Mo noticed Erpan's eyes and suddenly felt relieved.
It seems that the young man from the Su family likes the gifts on the table very much.
Thinking this, Yun Mo picked up a jet-black spear on the table and touched it with cherishment.
"This spear is forged from ten-thousand-year-old black iron. It was once invincible on the battlefield, accompanying the Yun family's ancestors in achieving glorious military exploits."
Yun Mo said this and handed the spear to Er Pan.
He added, "You are also of the Yun Palace's bloodline, so it would be appropriate to give it to you."
Er Pan: “…”
My hand shook and I almost didn't catch it.
This is too expensive!
Not to mention how precious the ten thousand year old black iron is and how hard it is to come by, the story and background of this spear alone is enough to make him flattered.
Is this what he deserves at such a young age?
Shouldn't this kind of thing be treated as a family heirloom?
No! It should be a national treasure!
After hearing Yun Mo's words, Tang Bao and others also showed shocked expressions.
This move is too extravagant!
Compared to his shabby attack just now, he doesn't seem like the same person.
"Uncle...are you really going to give it to me?"
Erpan held the heavy spear, still unable to believe it.
At this moment, he seemed to hear the sound of fighting on the battlefield.
The war horses galloped, roaring in blood...
For a moment, Erpan's blood boiled and he wanted to rush forward bravely.
After hearing Er Pan's words, Yun Mo smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "I hope you will be loyal and brave, and forge ahead. If you ever have to fight in the battlefield, you must not bring disgrace upon the reputation of our ancestors!"
Erpan snapped and stood at attention.
"I, Su Chengzong, swear to heaven that I will never disgrace the reputation of Yun's ancestors in this lifetime!" Er Pan said loudly with excitement, almost ready to burn on the spot and make a few gestures.
Yun Mo nodded with satisfaction, picked up a longbow on the table, and looked at Da Pan.
"This bow is called the Sun-Shooting Bow, and its bowstring is made from the tendons of an ancient dragon..."
Before Yun Mo could finish his words, a gasp was heard.
Ancient dragon?
What is the concept?
And, shooting the sun?
That’s awesome!
Tang Bao and others were shocked.
Da Pan also widened his eyes.
This, this can't be for him, right?
Of course it’s for him!
Yun Mo handed the longbow in his hand to Da Pan and said solemnly, "This longbow is also a legacy left by the Yun family's ancestors. I hope you will cherish it and not bring shame to it!"
Da Pan took the longbow with trembling hands.
He secretly swore in his heart: He, Su Chengguang, will never let this bow down in his life!
The gift that Yun Mo gave to Xuanyuan Jin was a dagger made of ten thousand year old black iron.
The dagger is extremely sharp, and the handle is engraved with ancient patterns.
There is a ruby in the middle.
There was something faintly flowing inside the ruby.
Yun Mo did not say the origin of this dagger.
Xuanyuan Jin is not of the Yun family bloodline, so Yun Mo should not give the things left by the Yun family ancestors to Xuanyuan Jin.
Therefore, it is not surprising that there is no earth-shattering story about this dagger.
However, Tang Bao felt that the dagger Yun Mo gave to Xuanyuan Jin was no less valuable than the gifts given to Da Pan and Er Pan.
Xuanyuan Jin seemed to like this dagger very much as well, and took it in his hand to look at it carefully.
"Thank you, uncle." Xuanyuan Jin said with a bow.
There was a rare hint of sincerity on his face, which showed that he really liked this dagger.
Tang Bao blinked her big eyes. It was rare to find something that the little brother liked so much.
Yun Mo nodded slightly and picked up a sheepskin bag on the table.
There were twelve throwing knives stuck in the sheepskin bag.
"This is for you." Yun Mo looked at Zhao Wu and said, "These twelve flying knives are all made of cold iron. The coldness is so strong that it will hurt anyone who touches it. Even if you are injured by the wind from the flying knives, it will make your body stiff for a moment..."
After Yun Mo finished speaking, he handed the parchment scroll to Zhao Wu.
Zhao Wu: “…”
Zhao Wu was excited, extremely excited.
He didn't expect that he had it too.
Moreover, it’s cold iron!
In a duel between masters, even a moment's effort is enough to turn the tide of battle!
"Thank you, Young Palace Master!"
Zhao Wu clasped his fists and saluted, almost kneeling down to Yun Mo in excitement.
Tang Bao looked at the priceless gifts in Xuanyuan Jin and the others' hands, and then looked at the earthenware in her own hand, and suddenly felt sad.
Princess Linghua and Xia Siya were also jealous.
There was no way, the dolls they held were earthenware, not as good as those sold on the street stalls in the Great Yanjing City.
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