I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 30: Courtesy first, then attack
Wuyi Lane in Kyoto is where the military heroes of Qing Kingdom have lived for generations, and it gathers most of the military families of Qing Kingdom.

Hanmo Lane, which is across the street from it, is where most of the civil officials in the court lived.

Most of the civil and military officials in the court could not see eye to eye, and the children of officials from two different alleys had been fighting since they were young.

Back then it was Li Chengzong and his generation, but now it is the turn of the children younger than them.

March 19, the third year of the Qingli period.

Early in the morning, the sound of horse hooves broke the silence of Wuyi Lane.

They are all from generals' families. Just by listening to their voices, you can tell that they are in the army, and the soldiers must be extraordinary.

When he opened the door, he saw that it was, as expected, the Blood-Clothed Guards from Prince Ding's Mansion.

Seeing the tall horse passing by the door, the curious child ran out immediately.

One of them was a chubby kid who looked about seven or eight years old. He led a group of little kids and shouted to Li Chengzong excitedly, "Uncle, are you going to beat someone up?"

This fat boy is a descendant of the Qin family's side branch, named Qin Yue. Although his family is not well-off and he is only a fourth-rank general, he relies on his fat body to be invincible in the two alleys and become the king of children in Wuyi Alley.

"Yes, go to Zhou Dewang's house."

"Zhou family, beat that bastard up hard."

The Zhou family was originally a family of military generals, but they ended up following the civil regime. In the eyes of the people in Wuyi Lane, they were traitors. It can be said that everyone in the entire lane, young and old, disliked the Zhou family to some extent.

"Go home and eat quickly, or your mother will beat you up."

Li Chengzong waved to the fat man, rode his horse and led the Blood-Clothed Guards towards the Zhou family.

These little rascals were not so easy to drive away, so they naturally did not listen to Li Chengzong and followed the main group in groups, chatting as they walked.

"How did the Zhou family offend the Third Prince?"

"I don't know, but it must be that little bastard Zhou Dewang who offended the Third Prince."

The little brat who spoke was only about five or six years old, and he kept calling Zhou Dewang a little bastard.

But considering his seniority, there's nothing wrong with calling Zhou Dewang a little bastard.

He is the mistress of the Zhou family, the half-brother of Zhou Dewang's mother, the young master of Duke Xu's family, and the uncle of the younger generation of the Zhou family.

"His Majesty's guards are so impressive. I don't think His Majesty's imperial guards are as impressive as them."

"Of course. My great-uncle's guards are the Blood-Robed Guards. You know the Blood-Robed Guards? They formed the Blood-Robed Army."

"Qin Yue, do you think the Third Prince will destroy the Zhou family?"

"Humph, my grandfather said that the Zhou family is a traitor and has no right to stay in our Wuyi Lane. It would be best if we destroy them."

To the disappointment of the little kids, Li Chengzong did not break down the door directly, but asked someone to knock on it.

Li Chengzong brought the Blood-Clothed Guards to Zhou's house in a high-profile manner. The Zhou family naturally knew about it, so Zhou Dewang was very panicked at this moment.

He had wanted to take revenge on Li Chengzong before, but revenge on a prince, even if he was a useless prince, was still a prince, so naturally he needed to plan carefully.

Before he could come up with a perfect plan, he heard that Li Chengzong was walking on the waves and composing poetry, and he was transformed from a waste into a god. Not only was his talent amazing, but the key was that he was also a ninth-grade master.

Of course, some people also said that he was from the eighth rank. Anyway, no matter whether it was the ninth rank or the eighth rank, he could not beat him, so he immediately gave up any idea of ​​revenge.

But he never expected that Li Chengzong would take the initiative to find him.

"Mom, what should we do now?"

Zhou Xingzu, the head of the Zhou family, has gone to court. Now the backbone of the Zhou family is the mistress of the Zhou family. Zhou Dewang looks at his mother expectantly, fearing that he will be handed over. After all, no one knows what Li Chengzong will do to him.

Madam Zhou is the only daughter of the Xu family and the apple of Duke Xu's eye. She has been pampered since she was a child and has a somewhat arrogant and domineering personality. However, no matter how arrogant she is, she knows that she cannot afford to offend the Third Prince.

He was a ninth-rank master and a prince. Not only the Zhou family, but even her mother’s family, the Xu family, did not dare to offend him.

For a moment, Mrs. Zhou had no good solution.

"Mother, how about I go out and see if I can help the Third Prince calm down."

"Okay, second brother, you go and take a look first. I'll sneak out and hide."

So, when the door of Zhou's mansion opened, Li Chengzong only saw a handsome boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old.

"I pay my respects to His Highness the Third Prince. It has been many years since we last met. Your Highness is even more elegant than before."

Li Chengzong visits the Qin family as a relative every year and knows Zhou Deyao, with whom he has a good relationship.

This guy is different from Zhou Dewang. Zhou Dewang considers himself a scholar and likes to play with people from the opposite alley. However, his home is in Wuyi Lane, and he dare not offend the people in Wuyi Lane, so he never takes part in fights between the two alleys.

Zhou Deyao was different. He never missed a fight between the two alleys. He was good at playing dirty tricks on the children of civil officials. He was considered the military advisor of Wuyi Alley and one of the few people in the Zhou family who was accepted by the children of military officials in Wuyi Alley. Li Chengzong sat on his horse and waved his hand: "Zhou Deyao, why did you come out? Where is your brother?"

"Your Highness, how did my brother offend you?"

"He spread rumors about me. Two years ago, he contacted the little bastards from the Qian, Sun, Huang, Wang, and Feng families to plot against me. He was going to teach me a lesson. How did he offend me?"

"What are you going to do with him?"

Before Li Chengzong could speak, a blood-stained guard came over, escorting Zhou Dewang.

"Master, he was about to run away, but we caught him."

"Well, let him go."

The Blood-Clothed Guards let Zhou Dewang go, and Zhou Dewang immediately knelt down.

Li Chengzong laughed: "Zhou Dewang, I used courtesy before force, and I have given your Zhou family enough face, but you are shameless, do you want to die?"

"Your Highness, please spare me. I have never offended you."

"Really? But why did I hear you spread the word among the nobles of Kyoto that I am as stupid and fat as a pig?"

"Your Highness, it's all misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Zhou Dewang was about to cry.

"Do you think that the King would come to you without evidence?"

Li Chengzong jumped off his horse and kicked Zhou Dewang: "I will give you a chance now. Your Zhou family is a military family, and you consider yourself a scholar. As long as you are better than me in either talent or martial arts, I will forgive you for your past mistakes."

In terms of talent and learning, just the poem "The Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix" has attracted countless scholars to admire him. It goes without saying that the Third Prince, who has been hiding for more than ten years, must be extremely talented and learned. Naturally, he cannot be compared with someone like him who studies for two days and fishes for three days.

As for martial arts, there is no need to mention it.

How could he, who hadn't even entered the realm of rank, be a match for Li Chengzong?

"Your Highness, I admit defeat. I admit defeat. Can you spare my life?"

"I didn't want to kill you in the first place."

Li Chengzong was very disappointed. He did not feel any pleasure of revenge and even felt a little sad.

You know, although the Zhou family gave up military affairs and turned to literature, they were still a family of military generals. As the eldest son of a military general family and the object of all training, he actually didn't have any courage at all.

So disappointing!
So sad!
Not only Li Chengzong was disappointed, but the group of little rascals watching the show were also disappointed.

"Zhou Dewang, you are such a coward. You even dared to plot against the Third Prince. Why don't you dare to fight with the Third Prince?"

"That's right, Zhou Dewang, hurry up and don't give in."

"Zhou Dewang, you are really bringing shame to our Wuyi Lane."

"Uncle, demolish the Zhou family's house. They don't deserve to live in our Wuyi Lane."

Hearing this, Li Chengzong waved to the fat boy Qin Yue.

The little fat boy gave his companions a smug look, then ran to Li Chengzong with a smile, "Uncle, what do you want to ask me?"

Li Chengzong slapped the little fat man on the head and scolded him with a smile: "You also demolished the Zhou family. Why don't you go to heaven? Go and demolish one for me to see."

"I am too small to dismantle it."

"You really want to tear it down?!"

Seeing Li Chengzong's glare, the little fat boy immediately became timid.

"No, no, Brother Yao is still a good guy, I have to give him some face."

Li Chengzong nodded: "Indeed, we should give him some face, but Zhou Dewang is such a foul-mouthed guy. He actually said that I am stupid and fat like a pig. What do you think we should do?"

"How about giving him a few slaps?" the little fat man asked tentatively.

"Well, slap his face until it's swollen to cure his foul mouth. And since he wants to run away, break one of his legs." Li Chengzong looked at the Blood-Clothed Guards who were holding Zhou Dewang and said calmly.

Immediately, there were clattering sounds outside the gate of Zhou Mansion.

When Zhou Dewang's cheeks were swollen, another shrill scream suddenly rang out.

Glancing at Zhou Dewang who was lying unconscious on the ground, Li Chengzong slapped Zhou Deyao on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Deyao, when your father comes back, tell him to educate his son well. No matter he is a scholar or a warrior, he should have some courage. The young marquis of the marquisate is not even as good as a four or five-year-old child. You are such a waste. Let your father train you in the future. You are still quite to my liking. Let's go!"

Seeing Li Chengzong climb onto his horse, Zhou Deyao hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Thank you for your praise, Your Highness. I respectfully send you off."

(End of this chapter)