Blacksmith Hu had long been disliked by the two-faced and three-killed kids.

Now that the sword has been completed, I threw it to the kid earlier and let him leave. It is better to be clean.

Although he spoke politely, the tone of urging him to leave was extremely obvious.

The scholar Ding Bai lowered his head, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself that this damn blacksmith wanted to ruin his good things.

I think so.

This blacksmith must have a close relationship with the surname Yun, so he wanted to use this relationship to gain some benefits, so naturally he could not let him get close to the prince.

After all, there are too many monks but there is no water to drink.

He intended to help the Yun-sama drive him away, so it must be!

The blacksmith is a honest man, so naturally he would not have so many wrong thoughts like this sour scholar.

It’s just that I simply dislike this guy, and my ability to change my mind is really disgusting.

Ding Bai naturally wouldn't leave so easily.

He did not pick up the long sword that had been expected to be freshly baked.

He stepped forward two steps again, looked up suddenly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

He said in a deep voice: "I am not talented. Although I am now a commoner, I have no ambitions to be realized. If the prince is willing to give alms to the next opportunity, Ding Bai vows here that he will be exhausted by the prince, go through fire and water, devote himself to his work, and lead by example until his death!"

The tone of voice was very good, and the afflicting emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were just right.

Yun Changkong opened his mouth wide and looked at the scholar stupidly.

Obviously, this suddenly made him feel unresponsive.

And Ding Bai also knew that he was so abrupt.

But there is only one opportunity. If you miss it, it will be a lifelong miss.

Since it is almost impossible to achieve any effect, it is better to go directly to the topic and get to the point.

Maybe these young men from aristocratic families like such direct conversations.

Ling Tiansu also bit the leftover apple core like Yun Changkong and swallowed it.

He smiled casually: "But, I only need one of these things like swearing."

Although oaths come sacredly, too many can make you feel bored.

Especially the boring oath of boring people makes people unable to make any more interesting.

Ding Bai's face turned pale and he turned his head in disbelief to look at Yun Changkong beside him.

This kid actually swore before him?

Damn it! If he had known it was so effective, he would have met this highness earlier.

But the saying of opportunity is arranged by God, so he can't control it. I hate this boy's luck is too unhealthy.

He still refused to give up and said, "Your Highness the Prince has just returned to the capital. He is surrounded by people who are lacking useful. He is not talented, but he is also familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics. He is quite talented and knowledgeable. He thinks he is a useful person. He sincerely wants to do his best for You."

Yun Changkong was even more stunned. Someone could praise him like this.

Awesome, he is willing to accept the disadvantage.

After eating the apples, Ling Tiansu unceremoniously rubbed the apple juice in his hand on Yun Changkong's cuffs. It was already dirty anyway, it was the same as being more dirty or less dirty.

He smiled and said, "Since you know that I have just returned to Beijing, it seems that you have heard of me."

Ding Bai immediately became energetic and said seriously: "Yes, Your Highness, the prince is majestic and martial, has extraordinary conversation, has far-sighted vision, and is unparalleled. I must have been paying attention to Your Highness."

"vomit!"

Yun Changkong heard the sound of his disgusting and almost vomited the overnight meal.

Ding Bai's eyes sank, quickly covering up his unhappy emotions, and then looked at Ling Tiansu with expectant eyes.

Ling Tiansu smiled, and this smile looked as beautiful as usual in Yun Changkong's eyes.

It was also very beautiful when it fell into Ding Bai's eyes. He felt that his chance had come.

"Sorry, I think you misunderstood what I mean. I don't want you to pay attention to my itinerary, and your flattery is too fake. I don't like it very much. I mean, since you have heard of me, you should know that I and Gu Jinyan are good friends."

A simple sentence did not say too straightforwardly, but it made Ding Bai fall into an ice cave.

I think a scholar like him who is stupid in reading is ignorant, but not stupid.

He understood the meaning of Ling Tiansu's dialect.

He said that he and Gu Jinyan were good friends.

Of course he understood this, but he said it specifically, which naturally had another meaning.

There is a saying in the book that was well written.

Birds of a feather flock together.

Since His Royal Highness can play with the famous playboy of the Gu family, he is naturally a playboy.

Ding Bai didn't care whether he was a playboy.

What he cares about is the identity of the prince, which can help him rise to the top.

But what he cares about is not important at all, and this cannot change the fact that he is still a Bai Ding.

Ding Bai, Bai Ding...

What a irony!

The prince is hinting that he is friends with Gu Jinyan.

But Gu Jinyan, the playboy, made friends with a group of bad friends and wine friends. Although he was not as good as his eldest son of the Gu family, he was either rich or noble.

And everyone in Yong'an City knows that what Gu Jinyan hates the most is the scholar and literati who speaks of benevolence, righteousness and morality.

I don’t know how many students in the academy suffered under Gu Jinyan’s hands.

This is also the reason why he was eager to find a day to stand out but was reluctant to get involved in this Gu family, who could also make him rise to the top.

What kind of people do you make and what kind of friends do you make.

Similarly, since the young prince of the Ye family is in a bad mood with the young master of the Gu family, he must not be willing to be with a scholar like him.

Ding Bai's heart was ashamed and no longer humiliated himself like a clown. He took his sword and hurriedly left without looking back.

Yun Changkong looked at his embarrassing figure and tsk twice, thinking that this kid was too naive.

When he asked the young master to take him out of the dead alley, he also vowed to follow him to the death, but was the young master so easy to fool?

True, if he had not been determined and withstood his test.

Otherwise, he will still be bullied by Erniu in the wet and dark alley of dead people, and he will never see the future.

And this kid, at least he has no worries about food and clothing, and he still has spare money to buy a sword to show off.

"Okay, I'll be happy for you when you've achieved this now. I've agreed that I'll invite you to drink tonight. I still have some trivial matters, so I won't exchange greetings here and say goodbye first."

Ding Bai was just a trivial passerby to Ling Tiansu. He came to this blacksmith shop just to talk to his old friends.

Blacksmith Hu used a ragged cloth on his shoulder to wipe the sweat left by the iron on his face.

As soon as he looked up, he grinned at Ling Tiansu, "Success! The wine invited by His Highness the Prince must drink! If His Highness wants to fight a knife or a sword in the future, I will give you the lowest price, Lao Hu."

When Yun Changkong heard that Ling Tiansu was about to leave, he quickly picked up the luggage on the ground and carried the big pig's head on the table.

He put the gold and silver deposits of the forged knife on the table, and then took out a red apple and placed it on the table, saying, "I finally met once, I will give you a gift for you, my son."

Ling Tiansu smiled and nodded: "It's OK."

Before leaving, Yun Changkong turned around and made a face at Blacksmith Hu and attacked without mercy.

"Our young master's knife is absolutely extraordinary. It's old. Hu, you should practice your skills for more than ten or twenty years. Hehe... You should just make a knife for me honestly. I'll put the deposit on the table. You keep it and leave an apple for you to eat. You have to work hard to make a blacksmith and sweat severely. Replenish your moisture. Remember to eat it."

The two of them gradually moved farther and walked towards the bridgehead. Under the bridge was a small bridge of flowing water.

Children of all sizes were running and playing around the small bridge and stream.

Blacksmith Hu watched the group of naughty children play, and a younger child almost fell into the water.

Fortunately, under the shade of willow trees on the bridge, a young scholar who helped an elderly man who could not type in order to write letters for a living was rescued and he almost recovered him.

The child was still in shock and his little face turned pale.

But when he heard the heartless laughter of his friends, he was furious.

In awe of shame, he pushed the young scholar away, picked up the mud on the ground and smashed it on the young scholar.

He dyed his blue shirt with a clear stain and cursed angrily: "I'm so blind, who told you to meddle in other people's business?"

The young scholar whose eyes were closed were not angry, and he smiled bitterly and patted the soil on his body without refuting. He continued to bow his head and hold the brush again, and helped others write letters.

A woman in a cloak rushed out of the crowd, first holding the child in horror, looking scared.

It was obviously the child's mother, and then he realized that the child had just said something very rude.

He raised his hand and slapped the child on the chubby cheek, making him red in the cheek.
To be continued...