The eldest son is fierce

Originally, everyone still had doubts about Tang Yi's words.

Tang Hua was the top scorer in the imperial examination. Just because you say he plagiarized, does that mean he plagiarized?

But now, seeing the old Prince Fu rushing in with a sword in his hand as if he was going to chop someone, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became weird.

"Prince Fu, it's really Prince Fu, Prince Fu actually came in person!"

"Oh my god, this can't be true? Did Tang Hua really plagiarize the poem that Tang Yi wrote to Prince Fu?"

"No way? If that's the case, then it's the crime of deceiving the emperor!"

"..."

Seeing Prince Fu holding a sword angrily, everyone at the scene started talking.

Some were shocked, some were stunned, and some were gloating... My goodness, the entire Shenyuan Poetry Festival became a family show of the Tang family!

It's simply showing off the heavens, the earth, and all the nine clans!

"Fu... Prince Fu, it's really Prince Fu!"

When Tang Hua saw Prince Fu coming with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, he felt that the overwhelming discussions around him were gradually drifting away from him.

It was as if the surrounding space had twisted into a huge vortex, ready to swallow him completely!

That’s the old Prince Fu.

Although he was a Confucian king and a good guy in the court, anyone who knew him a little bit knew that he really did "eat the flesh of the barbarians when hungry and drink the blood of the Huns when thirsty"!

During the Jingkang Incident, he bit more than a hundred Northern Di people to death with his mouth.

He is a real ruthless person. He has no problem playing with Tang Yi in any way, but playing with Prince Fu?

That is asking for death.

"Tang Yi, are you deliberately harming me?!"

Extreme fear made Tang Hua's face look ferocious, and she wanted to rush up and fight Tang Yi to the death.

"That's right, I'm trying to harm you. Didn't I tell you a long time ago? Why are you asking such an idiotic question?"

Tang Yi held the teacup and shook it gently, his voice calm.

He had long expected Prince Fu to come.

After all, the "Spring Thoughts" written for him was originally to commemorate the Jingkang Humiliation. As a result, a such sentimental work has now become a "poem of persuasion" in Tang Dynasty paintings, so its meaning is naturally different.

As long as Prince Fu still has hatred towards the Northern Di, he will come back to fight once he gets the news even if he is thousands of miles away.

It's just that the timing is just right now.

Tang Hua was so angry that he almost exploded. Tang Yi had indeed reminded him before, but he just didn't believe it at that time.

But I didn't expect it to be true.

If it were anyone else, he could still jump around a bit, but facing Prince Fu, even his father didn't dare to jump around, so he was nothing.

"Tang Hua, you are brazenly provoking me, simply because you feel confident that you are the number one scholar chosen by His Majesty."

"After all, your majesty cannot be wrong."

Tang Yi twisted his neck and smiled playfully: "But you overlooked a premise... Wrong, the mother has never been His Majesty."

"So, who do you think you are? Is it worth His Majesty risking the wrath of the world and paying for your mistakes?"

Tang Yi's voice was decisive and sharp when he spoke the following words, causing Tang Hua's face to change several times.

He once thought that he was the top scorer in the imperial examination and was destined to become a legend, and that His Majesty would definitely not do anything to him.

But now he was afraid, because the emperor gave him glory and fame that did not belong to him, but he did not think about repaying the emperor, but wanted to join forces with the ministers to fight against the emperor.

Now that he knows the truth, will the emperor still indulge him?

If we don't execute him by slow slicing, we'll be spoiling him.

Thinking of this, Tang Hua swallowed subconsciously and his face turned pale.

Although Tang Yi's words were harsh, they were the truth. There was only one person who could save him now, not the emperor or Tang Jing, but Tang Yi.

As long as Tang Yi cooperates with him in a play and covers up the plagiarism issue, he can turn the danger into safety.

Tang Hua's eyes flushed red. Although he was unwilling, he clenched his fists tightly and looked at Tang Yi in a low voice, begging: "Xiao Yi, I was wrong. I shouldn't have plagiarized your poems, and I shouldn't have used your poems to oppose you."

"I was wrong. I apologize to you. Please, help me, help me..."

"Xiao Yi, we are brothers, brothers who are connected by bones and tendons. Please help me."

"I swear, I will never go against you again..."

Tang Hua lowered his head and spoke humbly.

No one noticed that his face was extremely ferocious under his lowered head. Damn it, a real man can bend and stretch. I, Tang Hua, will remember today's humiliation.

Tang Yi, I will repay you a thousandfold for this humiliation in the future.

However, Tang Yi is a ruthless man who has fought his way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses. How could he be fooled by this trick?

Moreover, he never knew what mercy was when facing his enemies!

If it weren't for the moral constraints of blood ties, Tang Hua would have died three hundred times in his hands. Why is he still treating him like a child?

ridiculous!

"You may have made one mistake. In my eyes, you have never been an opponent."

Tang Yi stared at Tang Yi calmly, his voice devoid of any emotion: "If you want to be my opponent, you are not qualified. The reason I chose to let the whole of Kyoto know my ability today is not to attract attention..."

"I just want to tell some people through this incident, don't mess with me, the consequences of messing with me will be very serious."

In his eyes, Tang paintings were indeed no match.

At best, he is a hypocrite who is a bit insidious.

A fool who can't even muster the scheming to support his ambition.

Take this moment for example, if Tang Hua dared to compose a poem on the spot and compete with Lu You's lyrics, Tang Yi would look upon him with higher regard.

Now that Prince Fu has arrived, if he dares to set up a stage and debate with Prince Fu, he will also look up to him.

As a result, when he was in a strong position, he chose to falsely accuse him of plagiarism.

Now that he sees that things are not going well, he immediately admits his mistake and begs for mercy, playing the family card and praying for the enemy to be magnanimous.

This operation is very cool!

"Tang Yi, don't go too far."

"We are all descendants of the Tang family. If it really comes to a life-or-death situation, it will only bring shame to the Tang family."

"Father...Father will not let you go."

Tang Hua's face was ferocious and his eyes were red. He directly used Tang Jing to threaten Tang Yi.

Damn it, it’s your honor that I beg you, and you still dare to mock me?

however.

Hearing this, Tang Yi glanced at him as if he was looking at an idiot.

"It's no use begging me. How about I ask the King of Fu for you?"

Tang Yi looked at Prince Fu who had already walked onto the stage, stood up, and bowed, saying, "Junior greets His Majesty. Your Majesty, Tang Zhuangyuan asked me to ask you, can today's incident be undone? Spare his life."

When Tang Hua heard this, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Tang Yi!

Damn Tang Yi!

Are you pleading for me?

You are exacerbating the conflict and telling everyone that it is true that I plagiarized. You want to kill me!

"Spare his life? His life or death is not up to me."

Prince Fu stopped on the stage and pointed his sword at Tang Hua: "I came here today just to ask for an explanation."

"Tang Zhuangyuan, how did my poem 'Old Prince Fu Recalls the Humiliation of Jingkang' become your 'Poem of Persuasion'?"

"Come, have a good talk with this king."