Off stage.

Everyone was stunned at first.

Then bursts of laughter broke out.

Especially the second-generation officials laughed the most.

At this birthday party, Fang Ying shines brightly. He is also a dandy from Chang'an. The second generation is envious and jealous. Now that Fang Ying has made a fool of himself, how can he give up such a good opportunity?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Youthful combination, what the hell are these?"

"The name is weird, I've never heard of it."

"One is called 'Youth', the other is called 'Composition', and the remaining Cheng Sanlang is 'Pressing', hahahaha... I'm laughing so hard!"

"Has Fang Yiai's stupid illness happened again?"

"Not only that, King Wu and Cheng Chubi were both led astray by him, this scammer!"

"Hey! Poor and heroic King Wu, he hangs out with the second servant of the house. This is a self-destruction!"

…

The second-generation officials laughed loudly.

Relying on He Fang Ying and their peers, he took advantage of a young and frivolous person and made unscrupulous cynicism.

"Your Royal Highness, congratulations."

Changsun Chong approached Li Chengqian and laughed softly: "Fang Yiai wanted to surpass your Hu Xuanwu. Who knew that his cleverness would be mistaken for him... As soon as this farce came out, all the efforts he made at the birthday banquet were in vain. It’s all in vain.”

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Li Chengqian laughed proudly, pointed at Fang Ying and said, "He just shot himself in the foot."

"That's right."

Changsun Chong flicked his clothes, looked like a noble man, and laughed softly:

"Let's just sit tight on the Diaoyutai and wait to see Fang Yiai's joke."

…

Compared to the arrogance of the second generation of young people.

Many civil and military ministers and distinguished men appeared more calm and calm.

However, many people showed disappointment in their eyes and shook their heads secretly... The young man who rose like a comet still lacked stability after all!

That's right, it means "stable".

In officialdom, apart from taking sides, the most important thing is the word "stability"... You may not be capable or smart, but you cannot make mistakes.

If you are doing things up and down.

How do you ask your leader to assign tasks to you?

At critical moments, when emergencies occur, your performance is unstable, so how can you withstand it? How can you reassure your leaders?

among the ministers.

The princelings looked relaxed

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yin Hongzhi even laughed out loud.

He moved his body, approached Hou Junji beside him, pointed at Fang Ying and said with a smile:

"General Hou, did you see that? Fang Yiai is in a state of disarray. Such a stick will not make a difference!"

His nephew, King Li You of Qi, and Prince Li Chengqian had the same spirit.

Hou Junji is also a die-hard supporter of the prince.

Therefore, there is a natural alliance between him and Hou Junji, representing the alliance of two different forces.

"Brother Yin is right."

Hou Junji sat down with his big horse and golden sword, showing disdain: "Fang Yiai, only the courage of an ordinary man can't make him a great person!"

Yin Hongzhi rolled his eyes and laughed softly:

"The Fang family has no mature descendants. After the Fang Prime Minister, no one can compete with the general. If the prince becomes the prince in the future... please take care of the general Hou."

Hou Junji laughed heartily.

His resolute and fierce face was filled with arrogance.

"Don't worry, in the future when the crown prince is honored at the grand ceremony, someone will definitely say a lot of good things for the King of Qi. I'm afraid Brother Yin's position will also be mentioned at that time."

"Thank you, General Hou, for your support!"

Yin Hongzhi was overjoyed and secretly clasped his fists in thanks.

…

On the dragon chair.

Li Shimin was half leaning on the armrest, placing his fingers on the table and tapping rhythmically.

"Ying'er is not suitable for officialdom..."

The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty half-squinted his eyes and kept thinking in his mind.

"If he is forced into the court and surrounded by those old officials, he will only become mediocre and lose his sharp edge... Where should I put this magical weapon?"

On stage.

Cheng Chubi was stunned for a long time.

Finally suppressing his blush, he shouted out his name angrily: "I am Cheng Chubi!"

The voice fell.

A line of soldiers from the Tang Dynasty appeared.

Su Dingfang, Li Qingshan, Gao San, Jia Wu... Hundreds of Cavalry Division elites came out in large numbers, one hundred and twenty-five Hundred Cavalry, majestic and high-spirited, wearing armor and holding halberds on the stage.

at the same time.

A huge wooden platform.

He was quickly carried up.

The wooden platform, which is as tall as two people and several feet wide, stands above the stage, as if there is an extra attic.

This is a lot of trouble.

Everyone in the audience was full of curiosity.

"Huh? Why are you setting up a stage?"

"Isn't it a performance of King Qin's breaking dance?"

"Could it be that you want us to watch a show?"

"No, if it's a performance, why bother setting up such a high stage? How can so many people stand on it?"

…

Just when people are making comments.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Dong dong dong dong..."

The powerful drum beat suddenly sounded.

Amidst the deafening drums, one hundred and twenty-eight men, including Fang Ying, shouted in unison:

"Datang!"

This cry.

It's like the roar of a giant dragon from the ancient East.

The souls of everyone present were invigorated, and a numbing chill suddenly shot out from their spines.

You know, there are not only men in the audience.

There are also many royal princesses, royal wives, and young ladies waiting to be married.

This word "Datang".

Full of masculine power.

After hearing this, the eyes of the girls immediately lit up, and their beautiful eyes were like lightning, looking straight towards the stage.

at the same time.
To be continued...