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"This Tang's shares in the Aristocratic Hall are my private savings. They have nothing to do with the Tang family! I have no objection to the Third Prince's wish to present them to the Emperor. However, this Tang cannot afford to make a loss. How about this? Out of these three hundred jars, this Tang has one hundred jars. If the Third Prince is interested, you can purchase them at the lowest price in this auction. As for the remaining two hundred jars, I have no opinion on how the Third Prince wishes to dispose of them! "
The Third Prince's voice was stern, but Fatty didn't care about him. He was giving the Third Prince face by not cursing at such a despicable person. In fact, Fatty would've exploded if he hadn't received the Young Master Jun's telepathic instructions.
Jun Mo Xie had used the Secret Sound Transmission technique to transmit Tang Yuan's words to his ears. Therefore, Fatty Tang had listened and learned each sentence at a time. Therefore, he had spoken very slowly.
The Third Prince thought for a moment. [Buy them at the lowest price? One hundred bottles would cost three million taels of silver. I don't have that kind of spare cash. Fatty may be a commoner, but he has the entire Tang family behind him. Old Master Tang and my Imperial Father are good friends. So, I may not be able to gain any advantage in the end if I were to fight with Fatty! Forget it. Two hundred bottles is a lot. Therefore, I don't want to cause trouble for Tang Yuan even though I'm angry that he doesn't know how to appreciate favors.
The Third Prince laughed heartily and said, "That's great! Since the Head Manager has no objection to the remaining two hundred bottles of wine, then someone come and load the remaining two hundred bottles into the carriage. This Prince wants to send a big gift to my Imperial Father! I will certainly report the credit to the Aristocratic Hall! "
"Your Highness, are you singing a one-man show?" a sloppy and lazy voice came from upstairs. Everyone looked up, and saw that Young Master Jun's clothes were unbuttoned. His handsome face had an angry look on it. One of his feet was on the railing, and his legs were almost at a ninety-degree angle. He was looking at the Third Prince with a sneer on his face.
"But what does Jun Sun-shao mean? How did this Prince put on an opera? "The Third Prince's face immediately darkened.
"What do you mean? I just want to tell the Third Prince that your one-man show is not good at all! "
Jun Moxie mischievously laughed, "Fatty Tang is only the shopkeeper of the Aristocratic Hall! This Young Master is the big boss of the Aristocratic Hall! Among these three hundred jars of wine, there are still a hundred jars for this young master! Today, I want to see who exactly is it that can move away for me without spending money! If you want to move it away, sure, but you have to buy it at the highest price so far. Don't even think about moving it. Let's see which grandson dares to touch this grandfather's things! "
Jun Moxie had changed the way he addressed himself five times in just a few sentences. From this young master, this young master, then this young master, then this old master, and finally this grandfather!
He didn't even leave the slightest bit of face for the Emperor's own son!
"This brat is really f * cking crazy!" Dugu Wudi's spirit shook as he said to his daughter, "How come I didn't realize that this brat has such courage? Motherf * cker, these words make me feel good! Since when did this happen? It's really rare! He's worthy of being Big Brother Jun's son. The father is a hero, and the son is a true man. He has such courage! "
Dugu Wudi's heart was somewhat moved. Jun Moxie's words seemed to have come out of his head without even thinking. But, this also required courage. His seven sons wouldn't dare to say such words even if they were beaten to death. But, Jun Moxie dared! It didn't matter whether he was brainless or not. But, he was stronger than his own son and nephew!
[This brat is going to have to eat his head. How can such words be spoken so casually?]
[Don't say that you brat said it. Even this Great General wouldn't have a good time if he had said it!]
"Father, can't you stop cursing when you speak? Can't you be a bit more refined when you speak? That's a bit like an aristocrat! "
Dugu Xiaoyi snorted and coquettishly glared at her father. She felt that her father's vulgar words were a bit degrading. Then, she played with her fingers and said shyly, "Father, I love watching Big Brother Mo Xie act like a hoodlum. Look at him, he's so handsome. That temperament is simply too elegant. The legendary magnanimity is probably nothing more than this!"
"... What?! ... "
Great General Dugu Wudi was completely speechless! [Is there still justice in this world? My father is already dissatisfied with a curse word. And now, this brat is acting like a hoodlum and acting like a hoodlum. But, he's called handsome? What magnanimity? Nothing more than this? What's with this? How can it be related to this? I may not have studied for many days, but I roughly know what that word means!
What does it mean? Even Pan An and Song Yu are in the eyes of the beholder. But, it can't be so outrageous! The difference in treatment between people is too big, isn't it? My daughter's elbow is twisting so much that it's almost behind her head!
"What does Jun Sun-shao mean? Don't tell me that you're not willing to give even a jug of wine to Imperial Father? Don't tell me that in Jun Sun-shao's eyes, Imperial Father's concern for the country and its people isn't even worthy of a jug of wine from you? Huh?! "
The Third Prince looked coldly at Jun Moxie. However, he was below him, and Jun Dashao was above him. So, even if the Third Prince's gaze was fierce, he would still have to look up to the Hitman.
"I don't mean anything! I'm doing business here, not a charity. I can't let anyone bully me! "
Hitman Jun didn't care about the Third Prince's ominous glare. He snorted coldly and said, "I'd like to ask the Third Prince what you mean by this. Fatty Tang said that he didn't want to buy his shares. So, you don't want to touch them. But, you want to dispose of the wine under my name? I don't know if the Third Prince thinks that I, Jun Moxie, am easy to bully? Or do you think that my Jun Family is easy to bully? I'm sure that everyone here is well aware of who's the one who's being so outrageous! As the saying goes, right and wrong will be judged by the public, and justice is in the hearts of the people. This young master will definitely demand an explanation from His Highness the Third Prince for today's matter! "
Jun Dashao raised his head and said in a fierce voice, "My Jun Family would rather break than bend. We'll endure hundreds of tribulations without yielding! The Third Prince has humiliated my Jun Family in front of so many people for no reason at all! And, these hundreds of people are witnesses to this! How can I endure such a situation? "
Jun Moxie's voice was filled with grief and indignation, "My pitiful Jun Family is full of martyrs. My grandfather, Jun Zhan Tian, fought for the country for his entire life. My father and second uncle died on the battlefield. Not even their bones were left! My Third Uncle died on the battlefield. He was crippled for life! My two elder brothers also sacrificed their lives for the country and died young! My entire family drank blood from the blade. They slept in the saddle. They worked hard until their death! Now, the Jun Family's talents have withered. It's desolate. Yet, you come to our door and humiliate us! Where's the justice in this?
"Dare I ask the Third Prince, what's the meaning of this? Could it be that once the cunning rabbit is killed, the hound is cooked? Your Highness, won't your actions disappoint all the meritorious officials? You're so tyrannical just for a jar of wine. You're humiliating the entire family of meritorious officials! Furthermore, you're using His Majesty's name to act all high and mighty, like a fox exploiting the tiger's might, doing whatever you want. You! You! You! What are your intentions?! Who's the one who's guilty of heinous crimes?! "
Young Master Jun's Great Black Wok Technique had clearly risen to an even more profound level. It could be said to have reached the acme of perfection, the realm of divinity! As soon as he opened his mouth, he went straight to the point and casually pinned the blame on the Third Prince. The Third Prince was no match for him. The Third Prince's face had turned purple. He was gasping for breath. No matter how he answered, it would be wrong. For a moment, he didn't dare to reply.
"My Jun Family … has been wronged …" Jun Dashao's voice was long and trembling. He sobbed and choked with resentment. Then, he looked up to the sky and sighed. The expression on his face was like that of Qin Xianglian, who had been abandoned by Chen Shimei, and was finally standing in the hall of Justice Bao …
His voice was mournful, causing those who heard it to feel grief in their hearts. If the heavens were to know of such injustice, it would simply be able to shake the winter thunder and shake the summer rain and frost, and even the flying snow in June would be unable to suppress the injustice!
The Third Prince was completely dumbfounded. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood!
Below, everyone was dumbfounded!
[This Jun Dashao is too good at talking!] He really dared to say anything. It was too terrifying to go on the line. They had seen the Third Prince distort black and white. He was tyrannical and tyrannical. They had thought that he was the best. But compared to Jun Dashao, there wasn't even a speck of dust left! They weren't even on the same level!
This person was truly a top-notch expert who could distort black and white, confuse right and wrong, distort the truth, and create something out of nothing!
Dugu Wudi burst into laughter. But, his laughter hadn't even left his mouth when Dugu Xiaoyi quickly covered his mouth. It would've been a big deal if he had laughed! Dugu Xiaoyi's heart was thumping. She had only cared about covering his mouth. But, she hadn't noticed that she had choked her father's breath.
Dugu Wudi pulled his daughter's hand away. He panted and coughed fiercely. Then, he cursed in a low voice, "You little girl! Do you want to murder your father?!"
The two black-robed men behind Princess Reimu were real experts. But, it was a pity that their extraordinary willpower had been rendered useless. Both of them were flabbergasted. They looked at Jun Dashao, who was covered in tears and snot. Both of them felt ashamed of their inferiority. [This guy's skin is so thick that it surpasses the ancients and dazzles the contemporaries. I'm no match for him!]
The Third Prince panted for a long time. Then, he finally managed to catch his breath. His eyes seemed to be spewing fire. He gritted his teeth and said, "If that's the case, this Prince will leave these hundred jars for you! Then, there shouldn't be a problem with the last hundred jars, right? "
"That's none of my business. As for the last hundred jars, you don't need to ask me!" Jun Moxie's expression changed instantly. He acted as if this matter had nothing to do with him. "That's the shares of the Prince Equivalent's son, Yang Mo. What does it have to do with me?" [Humph. Add fuel to the fire. Bully, bully …]
"Yang Mo! Come out! "The Third Prince was flustered and exasperated. He was anxious to save his face. So, he shouted. Everyone shook their heads. [He's a prince, but he doesn't have any poise to this extent. It's a disgrace …]
"What … what do you want?" Little Yang Mo trembled as he poked his head out from upstairs.
"Are you willing to offer the one hundred jars of wine under your name to your uncle?" The Third Prince Lengleng stared at him and asked in an imposing manner.
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