In the dead hall, everyone's eyes were gathered on Yang Yingxiong, who was belligerent.

Faced with the requests from so many officials, talents, and great scholars, Yang Yingxiong sat up a little, with the friendly smile of an elder on his face, and raised his hand:

"Crown Prince Xu is so serious. Bailun just wants to make friends through literature. Since the prince is not in the mood, he will stop here and go back and sit down."

Yang Yingxiong spoke up and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Tang Bailun took advantage of the situation and nodded and chuckled a few times before turning around and leaving to slowly.

According to normal circumstances, Xu Buling should stop when he bullies others with his power. After all, all the humiliating objects have run away and he can't stand there and continue cursing.

But what everyone did not expect was that Xu Buling ignored Tang Bailun at all. He looked at Yang Yingxiong in a blink of an eye and frowned:

"What are you?"

Yang Yingxiong's smile froze suddenly, and his eyes instantly sank.

Who are you?

Many talented and beautiful women were confused. They didn't understand why this slutty prince, who was so handsome, had such a bad temper and bites whoever they caught.

Even Xiao Ting was a little puzzled and said to himself: Could it be that Xu Buling, my aunt refused...

Xiao Qi naturally did not provoke Xu Buling, but she saw Xu Buling's intention, and was not surprised at this time, and sat quietly while drinking tea and watching the show.

After the case where many great scholars were sitting, the prefect Du Hui turned pale. He wanted to speak smoothly, but he didn't dare to speak. What if Xu Buling threw anger on his head? For a moment, Du Hui could only ask Lu Hongxin next to him for help. Now only Lu Hongxin can solve the situation. Xu Buling's only one who would not contradict the Lu family's eldest family lineage.

It’s a pity that Lu Hongxing was still reading the manuscript of the poem, and seemed not to see the scene outside.

Faced with hundreds of pairs of eyes and Xu Buling's merciless contempt, Yang Yingxiong held his hands tightly under the table, and no one could smooth things out. He was ridiculed so much. If he just beat him like this, he would not be laughed at by the people of the entire Jinling City to death.

A few days ago, he gave Xu Buling face to the person who killed him. Now he is kind-hearted and still so ignorant. When Yang Yingxiong is really afraid that a prince of a vassal whose hometown is thousands of miles away will not be able to do so?

Yang Yingxiong smiled stiffly and raised his hand toward Hangzhou:

"Crown Prince Xu may not know Yang. His sister is the concubine of the King of Wu. Yang is fortunate to call him "Brother-in-law..."

Xu Buling turned around and walked towards the platform where Yang Yingxiong was, his eyes slightly cold:

"A family member of a concubine, dares to point fingers in front of me, who will give you the courage?"

"you-"

Yang Yingxiong was immediately furious and slapped the table and stood up.

Yang Yingxiong is a person who wants to be face-saving. He is so stingy behind his back. So many people present are watching, but how can he swallow his anger when faced with such aggressive words?

"Crown Prince Xu, this is the territory of the King of Wu, and my sister is the favorite concubine of the King of Wu. Do you not take Song seriously?"

Yang Yingxiong's face was gloomy and he directly brought out the royal family to suppress others. Xu Buling was the prince of Prince Su, so he could not despise the Dayue royal family.

Unfortunately, Xu Buling did not take the call, walked slowly onto the stage and said coldly:

"My Xu family only respects the Song family, but your surname is Yang. What does it have to do with the Song family? I don't take your Yang family seriously!"

"The King of Wu is the Dayue royal family. Since my sister married the King of Wu, my Yang family is the relative of the Song family."

Yang Ying's face was bloody. He could not compare with King Su in all aspects of the Yang family. He was so humiliated that he could not come to Taiwan, so he could only bite his relatives with King Wu to death and asked:

"Say my Yang family has nothing to do with the Song family, what's the relationship between your Xu family and the Song family?"

Xu Buling walked closer and said coldly: "What do you mean is that my Xu family has nothing to do with the Song family?"

When the prefect Du Hui heard this, his face suddenly changed and he thought to himself that something was wrong. The king of a different surname had a special identity and said that the Xu family of King Su had nothing to do with the Song family. Then didn’t he directly say that King Su had already established his own troops?

This is a slander of the vassal kings as unjust, and he lost his head. Xu Buling took Yang Yingxiong to death!

Du Hui reacted and quickly asked forcibly to stop him.

It’s a pity that Yang Yingxiong’s thinking has been deviated. For the sake of face, he grabbed the straw that King Wu is in-laws and responded angrily:

"My Yang family and Song family are in-laws, and your Xu family has nothing to do with Song family..."

Snap-

The sword light flashed and blood scattered.

With hundreds of people watching, Yang Yingxiong, who was squirting saliva and arguing, had no time to raise his hand, and his big head flew into the air. When he was spinning, his mouth opened and closed a few times, but he could no longer make a sound.

"ah--"

The sudden bloodiness caused the audience to scream, and the talented man and beautiful woman were shocked, and many people fainted.

Du Hui shivered and fell to the ground with a stool. His eyes were shattered as he looked at the headless corpse that was bleating blood.

Xiao Qi widened her eyes. She thought Xu Buling was going to humiliate Yang Yingxiong and gave her a lesson, but she didn't expect to slaughter the smelly stone of the pit. After a moment of shock, she was a little nauseated by the bloody scene, frowned and turned her head.

Dong--

The head fell between the crowd and made a muffled sound. Tang Bailun and others were shocked and retreated quickly, and their faces were pale and fell to the ground.

Xu Buling had already put away his long sword, patted the white robe that was not stained with blood, and looked at everyone in a blink of an eye:

"You heard that this thief clearly stated that my King Su's lineage had nothing to do with the Song family. My King Su's lineage was loyal to the Song family, and the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren have never been unfaithful for a moment. The emperor also valued both kindness and power to my King Su's lineage, and was commensurate with my father and brothers. Now that I have been so provoked and slandered by villains, I deserve to die!"

Many scholars and talents were shocked and had no intention of speaking.

The prefect Du Hui was sprayed with blood and quickly got up from the ground. In this case, what else can he say when everyone is dead? He must find a legitimate reason for Xu Buling to avoid the two kings of Wu and Su from having a quarrel. He immediately spoke:

"It's true. Yang Yingxiong is so brave that he dares to slander the vassal kings and is really worthy of death. If the King of Wu is here, he will definitely clear the door with his own hands."

Many great scholars who only have fame but no status dare not say anything except nodding.

Lu Hongxing, who had read the poem for a long time, finally finished reading it. He turned his head and saw the headless corpse next to him, and slapped the table with a gentle face:

"Xu Buling, you are too presumptuous. Yang Yingxiong and the King of Wu are in-laws. Even if you slander the king and have the intention of being unjust, he should die, and he should be killed. How could you do it without permission?"

Xu Buling put away his rebellious expression and bowed honestly to his future brother-in-law to admit his mistake:

"I was reckless when I knew my mistake."

Lu Hongxin sighed and raised his hand and said, "Forget it, Yang Yingxiong is seeking death. No wonder you. I will write a letter with you and present it to the emperor and the King of Wu to explain the situation here. If you are not an example, go down... Come on, carry the body down, don't disturb the guests present."

Xu Buling nodded slightly, turned around and walked down.

After singing and reconciling, the local snake who had been entrenched in Jinling for many years died in vain.

Hundreds of people present looked pale. Seeing Xu Buling passing by, their hearts were mixed and they didn't know what to evaluate.

It is definitely wrong to say that Xu Buling Feiyang is domineering and harming the people. Yang Yingxiong should have done all the bad things in secret, but no one can move them. Now that he is saying the wrong thing, he is being held back, and hundreds of people at the scene listened to it, it is useless to make trouble in front of the emperor, and the killing is justified.

But everyone present could see that Xu Buling had a trap for Yang Yingxiong. He seemed to have a hot temper, but in fact he was taking Yang Yingxiong on the wrong path. It was too late to explain the wrong words.

Appearing, provoking, killing people, and one set of things flows smoothly. In just a few words, the scheming under the appearance of irritability is really terrifying.

I'm afraid when I got up, I had already figured out how to kill Yang Yingxiong.

But now the situation is so true that the King of Wu has nothing to say. Who asked Yang Yingxiong to hand over his neck and let others chop it? Can you die if you admit defeat honestly?

Xu Buling walked past the crowd, and all the talented men and beautiful women around him took a few steps. He was obviously a little afraid that the young man in white, who looked like Guanyu, would raise his hand and kill two people.

However, many people still have a very pleasing way to eliminate harm to the people. If you think about it carefully, if you want to kill Yang Yingxiong under the eyes of the King of Wu, you can only use this method, and the others can't touch Yang Yingxiong at all.

When passing by Xiao Ting who was scared, Xu Buling turned his head and looked at him, his face became friendly, and he spoke:

"Brother Tang, I was just impulsive. Don't you compare poetry? Are you still comparing?"

Tang Bailun's face was ashamed, and he felt that his head was not his own, so he dared not speak, and waved his hand with a stiff expression.

Wang Ruiyang was quite calm, and he held Xiao Ting who rolled his eyes and nodded slightly and smiled.

Seeing that no one was looking for him to compare poetry, Xu Buling looked a little disappointed, nodded slightly, and walked out of the crowd...

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