If you traveled back to ancient times, while others ate Guanyin clay, you would actually have giant

Li Tiancheng suddenly burst into wild laughter and raised his wine glass high.

"Hahaha, I said back then that I would never forget the humiliation that Da Zi had inflicted on me and the Great Dragon Empire. One day I would make him pay for it all, and I would make him dance before my entire court."

No sooner had he finished speaking than soldiers brought in a man. Many people recognized the scantily clad man as none other than Dazi Khan Ulrul.

At this moment, Ululu had lost all of his Khan's arrogance; his eyes revealed fear and obedience, and he was dressed more like a prostitute in a light veil.

When the ministers saw Wululu's appearance, they began to whisper among themselves.

"Come on, play some music! We're so happy today, let's celebrate together, let the eagles of the grasslands dance for us and add to the festivities."

It's quite unbelievable that Li Tiancheng would make the former Dazi Khan dance.

Although the other party has now been captured, his past pride means that this Khan will not obey.

As the music started, Khan began to slowly sway his body, and most importantly, he could even keep up with the rhythm of the music, as if he had received professional training.

"Come on, look this way."

"Look over there."

"The little butterfly flies."

A eunuch standing nearby, who seemed to be a teacher specializing in the Wululu dance, was reminding the other person of the next move.

The ministers were stunned. Where was the pride of the eagle of the grasslands? This guy dances better than the prostitutes on the fence street. It's impossible to dance this well without rigorous training.

No one knows what methods Li Tiancheng used to turn a powerful figure into this state in just a few days.

"No wonder Father ordered that they be kept alive."

The prince looked at Wululu on the stage and murmured softly.

That night, Li Tiancheng was extremely happy, perhaps second only to when he ascended the throne.

. . . . . . .

The next day.

Everyone received generous rewards, and even the captured Wululu was granted the title of Duke of Anle by the emperor and allowed to reside permanently in the capital.

But those who know the inside story know that Wululu will definitely not die in this life, but she will definitely live a humiliating life, because she will be summoned to the palace by the emperor every now and then to show off her exquisite dance.

Strangely, even Wu Lulu received a reward, but Zhou Wu was the only one who did not.

"Father, why was Zhou Wu not rewarded this time? If it weren't for him, the outcome would probably have been very different."

The Crown Prince privately approached his father, the Emperor, wanting to demand an explanation for Zhou Wu. This was the first time in a long time that the Crown Prince had directly questioned his father.

Are you questioning me now?

Li Tiancheng's originally happy face suddenly turned frosty.

“Father, I am not questioning you, but I fear that your injustice will make it difficult for you to win over the people.”

Li Tiancheng said nothing, he just stared at his son.

In the past, Li Junren would never have dared to do such a thing.

After a long while, Li Tiancheng burst into laughter.

"Hahaha."

"What are you laughing at, Father?"

Li Junren looked puzzled.

“Your Highness, you have grown up. In the past, you only obeyed your father, which pleased your father, but this is not how a qualified monarch should behave. I have always hoped that you could have your own ideas and think independently, and now you have done so.”

"Ah~"

Li Junren never dreamed that, despite being prepared to be scolded, he would unexpectedly be praised instead.

"Don't be surprised. Do you need to worry about what I do? I'll just make arrangements for Zhou Wu."

It turned out that he had misunderstood his father, and Li Junren was full of apologies.

"Father must have made special arrangements for Zhou Wu."

. . . . . .

South China Sea.

Zhou Wu did indeed receive a generous gift from Li Tiancheng.

Fourth Prince Li Zheng.

Yes, that's right.

The neglected fourth prince, Li Zheng, was forcibly sent to Zhou Wu in the South China Sea.

"What sins have I committed?"

Accompanying Li Zheng was a secret imperial edict.

The gist of the argument is that Li Zheng is a rebellious son who is beyond redemption. Zhou Wu, who has served as a tutor, is highly regarded by the emperor for his educational abilities. The emperor is now sending the fourth prince to the South China Sea to be educated and disciplined by Zhou Wu as he sees fit, even if he doesn't turn out well in the end.

Zhou Wu was filled with hatred when he saw Li Zheng's face. Li Zheng, having suffered a loss at Zhou Wu's hands before, also hated Zhou Wu with a passion.

"Pah pah~~"

Without saying a word, Zhou Wu slapped Li Zheng twice across the face. Everyone around was stunned, and Li Zheng was stunned as well.

"You, you, you dare to hit me?"

Li Zheng pointed at Zhou Wu with his finger, his face full of disbelief.

"I'll hit you! You're on my turf, and you dare point at me? Fine, I'll chop your finger off."

Zhou Wu was filled with anger and had nowhere to vent it.

Li Zheng thought that since he was a prince, Zhou Wu would at least give him some face. Who knew that this man didn't play by the rules at all? It seemed that if he provoked him further, he might really dare to cut off his finger.

Li Zheng pursed his lips and swallowed the curse words that were about to be uttered.

"Get down and walk back."

Seeing Li Zheng sitting in the carriage made me angry. Did he really think he was here to enjoy life?

"What? You want me to walk back?"

"It's late. Once the city gates are closed, you'll have to spend the night in the wilderness."

After Zhou Wu finished speaking, he didn't wait for Li Zheng's reaction before riding back to the city with his entourage.

It was at least a dozen miles from the dock to Nanhai City, so Zhou Wu rode his horse back to the city, leaving Li Zheng to walk back alone.

. . . . . .

Li Zheng eventually came back.

Zhou Wu still instructed the city gates to be opened half an hour late.

"I... huff, huff, I need to drink water, huff..."

Li Zheng collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, weakly asking for water.

"Tell him."

The maidservant offered him a bowl of plain water, which Li Zheng snatched away and drank in two gulps.

"More."

The maidservant had no say in the matter and could only turn her gaze to her mistress.

"Gone."

It wasn't that Zhou Wu wanted to deliberately mess with Li Zheng; it was just that Li Zheng's current condition was indeed not suitable for drinking large amounts of water.

"Get him something to eat."

"Yes."

Hearing that there was food, Li Zheng's hatred for Zhou Wu lessened a little, but when he saw the maid bring over a small bowl of white rice porridge, he was immediately enraged.

"You're just giving me this to eat? Zhou Wu, I'm a prince, after all. I'm going to report you to the Emperor."

Li Zheng couldn't take it anymore. He had walked more than ten miles back, and was so tired, yet all he got was a bowl of plain porridge.

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated.

"Take it. If you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. Throw it in the woodshed."

"What? The woodshed? Zhou Wu, I'll never let you get away with this!"

No matter how foul Li Zheng hurled insults, Zhou Wu remained completely unmoved.