Chapter 337: His Royal Highness

At this time the carriage had stopped, and she hurriedly pulled Ruer off the bus: "There is a sugar gourd outside."
Hu Feng also followed the car, standing on the street to see her pulling Ruer rushed to the front of the sale of sugar gourds, bought five back.
"I don't eat this!" He looked at the candied fruit that was handed in front of him. This is what the child only eats. Why do you want to give it to him?
The white cockroach bit the sugar gourd in his mouth, ambiguous: "You taste it, you have never eaten before."
Hu Feng frowned, she said yes, he did not eat before, whether it is the candied fruit on the street, or the small sugar people, these little children often eat, he has not eaten.
The ghost made it worse. He took the candied fruit from the white pheasant, learned her, and bite it into his mouth.
Very sweet, bite down, the sugar in the outside is broken, the juice in the red fruit is coming out, mixed with the candy, the sweet and sour taste, not so delicious, but very special, he did not The taste you have eaten.
Opposite the road is a tea house, which looks quite lively, even if it is across a street, they can hear the laughter in the teahouse.
It seems that someone is talking.
Bai Hao came to the interest, toward Hu Feng and Awu Road: "It is still early, let's go to tea and listen to books, I have never heard of it."
A Wu did not have any opinion. He took his eyes to see Hu Feng, and Hu Feng nodded. "Alright, I feel thirsty."
Awu pulled the carriage to the corner of the street to see the car, so that the old man who had previously passed the Bailu Hufeng to help the car.
A few people watching the car saw Awu leave and then mixed up, they are very envious.
The teahouse was almost full, they found an empty table in the corner to sit down, and the second child greeted him: "What do you eat for a few?"
Bai Yudao: "Come on the pot of tea, and then a few dried fruits."
Xiao Er sang, and there was a burst of laughter in the teahouse.
At the teahouse, there was a small stage in the top, and a wooden table was placed on top of it. A Tsing Yi man sat behind the table and spoke screaming at the laughing and laughing rivers and lakes.
After the river and lake laughter had been finished, the Tsing Yi man took a cup of tea from the tea bowl on the table, and the tea-goers in the hall yelled at him.
"Talk about things in Kyoto."
"That is, things on the rivers and lakes are tired of listening. Let's talk about something fresh. The things in the palace are fresh. Tell us about it!"
Hu Feng pinched the candy gourd's fingers tightly, and the indifferent eyes looked at the Tsing Yi man on the stage, his eyes deep as the sea.
The Tsing Yi man on the stage put down the tea bowl in his hand and smiled and said: "It is not impossible to listen to the royal things..."
The big guys were willing to take it, and they took the copper plate and threw it on the table.
The Tsing Yi man glanced at the copper plate on the ground and saw a considerable amount. This took up the gavel on the table, and ‘啪’ gave a speech.
"After saying that the emperor had sealed the pure scorpion for a while, his son Xiao Wang was only a prince, and the prince was still empty. The people in Kyoto City had a lot of arguments, and the emperor still thought about the missing king for three years. His Royal Highness can come back to be the seat of the Prince."
When the audience was standing, someone answered and said, "Isn’t the King of Jin King died in battle three years ago?"
The eyes of Bai Yan fell on the face of Hu Feng. Seeing his face as calm and waveless as ever, it seems that the things that the book says are nothing to do with him.
But the blue veins of his forehead, even the hand that clung to the thigh and clenched into a fist, have sold out his heart.