Four adorable babies of auspicious families

Chapter 73 Whimsical
The defeated commander in the north arrived late with compensation and various tribute gifts, but the emperor still gave him face and received him.

The gifts are all good, at least they are the best things from their barbarian tribes.

The attitude was good, and the emperor was very happy to keep him in the palace for dinner.

As a result, after a few drinks, this guy forgot that he was the defeated party, and started bragging with the emperor.

The emperor looked at him with no expression on his talk, and drank silently.

Wang Wang on the other side could barely listen anymore, and the emperor didn't say that he wouldn't move around either.

While the maid was adding wine to the emperor, he gave the maid a look. The maid nodded knowingly and retreated, and took a chance to sneak out of the banquet hall and look around to see who he could find to clean up that arrogant barbarian.

It just so happened that Jiawen took his younger siblings out for a stroll after lunch, and they didn't start class until half an hour later.

The palace lady went over to talk to Jiawen about the situation as if she saw a savior, and Jiawen nodded to show that she understood.

He asked the maid to go back first, he cleaned up and went there.

Jiawen asked Yiwu to take his younger siblings back to Yushutang to wait, and he would come whenever he went.

Jia Wen didn't think much about it, anyway, he had beaten that guy so hard that he couldn't hold his head up on the battlefield, so now he can let him do whatever he wants in the palace?
The emperor couldn't help but want to find an excuse to drive away the barbarian, but he didn't want to speak out for the sake of his royal face. After all, he wanted to establish a benevolent image to convince the neighbors around him.

Jiawen walked in slowly with a tray, and the emperor laughed immediately when he saw him. This grandson was always there when he needed it most.

"Grandfather!" Just as Jiawen said a word, the barbarian coach stood up and pointed at Jiawen.

"You? You! I've seen you!"

Jiawen smiled slightly: "Of course I have. It was my idea to attack your barracks three times in a row at night."

As for this barbarian, Jia Wen had a new idea after he came in and saw him.

He believed that the emperor would also support him.

"You? Are you so vicious at such a young age?"

The emperor coughed to remind the barbarian commander that this was his own grandson.

It's a pity that guy didn't know if he drank too much, or remembered his fiasco, and pointed at Jiawen to fight him.

"Sneak attack in the dark on the battlefield is not the work of a gentleman at all. I will fight you to save my reputation!" the coach howled, and the emperor began to frown.

"I'm a child, so I don't need to use your rhetoric to ask me. A duel is fine. Are you sure you still have the ability to fight?" Jia Wen handed the tray to the maid, and looked at the barbarian commander with his hands behind his back.

The barbarian coach stared at Jiawen with red eyes: "Of course I have the ability! I want to knock you down, and I want you to beg for mercy!"

Jiawen looked at the emperor, I really don't know if this guy is really drunk or pretending to be yelling in front of the emperor.

Dongwang sent Jiawen a short sword according to the emperor's wishes. He was only a few years old and the long sword was taller than others, so he was afraid that he would not be able to hold it.

The barbarian commander took out a whip from his waist. When this guy entered the palace, all his weapons were taken away. The whip was hidden in his belt, and it was made of cowhide, so it was not taken away.

Jiawen stared at the barbarian coach with fixed eyes. Judging from the way he swung the whip, he was clearly awake. Jiawen turned his head and looked eastward to signal him to protect the emperor. This barbarian coach might pretend to be drunk and provoke trouble deliberately. Don't dare to guess.

The whip crackled and rushed towards Jiawen. He stood still and didn't panic at all. Master taught them that as long as they face the enemy calmly, they can see the opponent's weakness.

It's not that whoever attacks fiercely is powerful.

Jiawen's short sword was blocked by the whip and he jumped up and went towards the coach. The short sword swung diagonally and flew towards the coach with the whip.

Apparently the coach didn't expect that Jia Wen could know martial arts at such a young age, so he was forced to take a few steps back as soon as he made a move.

Looking at the emperor sitting on the high dragon chair, he felt that if he saw it today, it would be a waste of time, and that whimsical idea was destined to fail to come true.

(End of this chapter)