The World's Number One Medical Hall

Chapter Nineteen: The Six Arts of a Gentleman, which I mastered at the age of three.

In front of the Ming Prince's Mansion.

Mo Bai looked at the large sedan chair in front of him, then at the old car ahead, and finally, with a look of displeasure, he turned to Zhang Bangli standing beside him and said, "You take the sedan chair, I'll take the car!"

Zhang Bangli had not dealt with the Ming King much before, so this time he truly realized just how troublesome this playboy really was.

Suppressing his anger, and just as they were about to set off, the King of Ming caused another problem, insisting on riding in a carriage instead of a sedan chair.

Zhang Bangli really wanted to yell, "Are you even a member of the royal family? Don't you have any royal dignity left...?"

But this is just wishful thinking; I would never dare to actually have an episode.

Helpless, he could only force a smile, lower his head slightly, and say, "Your Highness, I dare not! Your Highness, you are not yet fully recovered and cannot ride a horse, so we have arranged for you to ride in a sedan chair! That carriage is for me; it would be beneath the dignity of the royal family for you to ride in it!"

"If you can sit here, why can't I? Zhang Bangli, I saw through your treacherous schemes long ago. You are a wolf in sheep's clothing, just like those two traitors, plotting to kill me..." Mo Bai's lips curled up, and he immediately shouted, pointing at Zhang Bangli and beating him mercilessly.

This is not like before, in front of the soldiers at the Ming Prince's mansion.

This is the main gate of the Ming Prince's Mansion. This alley is inhabited entirely by high-ranking officials and nobles.

Right there in front of everyone, the Ming King pointed his finger at him and berated him mercilessly, even accusing him of treason.

How could Zhang Bangli bear such accusations? He never dreamed that this Ming King would be so arrogant and domineering, showing no restraint whatsoever, and doing this in public. Didn't he know the consequences?

His face instantly turned completely red, his eyes widened, his breathing became rapid, his chest heaved, and his mouth trembled as he stammered, "Your Highness, you..."

His voice trembled, yet he was so angry that he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Still trying to argue? You know I'm unwell, how could I possibly bear this sedan chair bouncing around like this? You probably just want me to get hurt, don't you? Hmph, Zhang Bangli, I'm warning you, if I lose even a single hair, even if I chop off your dog's head and tear you to pieces, it still won't appease my anger. I will then follow my father's example and exterminate your entire clan!" Mo Bai cursed at Zhang Bangli with extreme malice.

Having said that, without waiting for Zhang Bangli's reaction, he flicked his sleeve and said to Tie Xiong, "Let's go. Today I want to see whether I can ride in this carriage or not!"

Zhang Bangli stood behind him, pressing his chest, his mouth filled with a metallic taste, staring at his back without uttering a single word.

Upon seeing this, all the soldiers lowered their heads, held their breath, and dared not make the slightest sound.

Tie Xiong followed Mo Bai, his forehead also beaded with sweat. Looking at the imposing Sixth Master, he truly didn't know what to do.

To be honest, he felt sorry for Zhang Bangli, but for a moment he didn't know whether the Sixth Master was just throwing a tantrum or genuinely didn't know that this carriage was not for royalty.

Having no other choice, he quickly caught up with Mo Bai and said in a very low voice, "Sixth Master, what Lord Zhang said is true..."

However, Mo Bai raised his hand in a panic and shouted loudly, "Hmph, that dog thief wants to deceive me into believing I am ignorant, but he doesn't know that I have a vast mind and profound knowledge. How can I be harmed by him? Tie Xiong, don't believe this treacherous minister's schemes. This dog thief says I can't ride in a carriage? Hmph, dog thief, just you wait and see."

Upon hearing this, even the soldiers couldn't help but raise their heads and look directly at that imposing figure.

And from all directions, countless eyes were watching this scene, listening to his unreasonable tantrums, calling him a dog thief and shouting loudly. Although one could tell that he was still ill and lacked energy, his momentum was absolutely not weak.

Everyone who heard this twitched at the corners of their mouths, their eyes glancing at Zhang Bangli, who had already bowed his head, his nails digging into his flesh, trembling uncontrollably…

Then he looked at the Ming King, just to see how he would make a fool of himself.

The reason why people couldn't ride in a carriage was mainly because there was a driver inside. Royal families were extremely prestigious; how could they allow a driver, a servant, to sit on equal footing with them? Wouldn't that disrupt the established order?

Actually, when you really think about it, even royalty rides in carriages, and they need someone to steer them!

There were also coachmen on the carriages, but the royals could sit there, and they could find reasons to do so. For example, the coachman would sit on the shaft of the carriage, while the nobles would sit high on a soft chair inside, so this was permissible.

The established order has not been disrupted; the hierarchy remains strict!

However, it's not practical to have the driver sit on the chassis and drive the car while the back seats are raised a meter higher... So, the noble royals naturally wouldn't ride in such a barbaric vehicle made by savages, which doesn't even have a hierarchy.

In Mo Bai's view, frankly speaking, whether or not one can sit is just a matter of a single word.

If there were no horses, the royal family could simply not ride them and would find a reason to do so. However, since vehicles are no longer mainstream in terms of speed or quantity and are not necessities, the royal family continues to demand a hierarchy in everything, engraving the distinction between high and low into people's hearts and bones as always.

Especially now, with the clash between old and new ideas, the royal family is even more unwilling to give up these rituals, because they are an important support for its rule over the world.

But today, the sixth prince of the royal family, personally bestowed the title of Prince Ming, is about to break this rule himself.

At this moment, in many homes, behind the courtyard wall, someone was running wildly to report this extremely historically significant moment.

Furthermore, the phone rang all over the capital, and before long, the entire city knew about what had happened.

Even the royal family, the supreme ruler of the world, suddenly turned furious, smashed the cup in their hand, and cursed, "You unfilial son..."

Upon receiving the news, Daoist Chongxuan of Shangqing Mountain was stunned for a long time, unsure how to react. He then glanced at Daoist Mei sitting beside him and involuntarily said, "Actually, the very existence of this spoiled brat is a tragedy for the royal family!"

Master Mei paused, looked up at Chong Xuan, puzzled.

Chongxuan didn't explain, and continued to wait for the result on the phone.

In front of the Ming Prince's Mansion.

Under the gaze of many people, Mo Bai walked to the car with his head held high. However, the driver had already seen this scene and quickly got out of the car, bowing and retreating.

Tie Xiong followed Ming Wang and witnessed this awkward scene, wondering what Sixth Master was up to.

Unexpectedly, to everyone's surprise, Mo Bai got into the driver's seat without hesitation, then calmly looked up at Tie Xiong, who was still stunned outside the car, and said, "Close the door!"

"Sixth Master, this..." Tie Xiong knew everyone was watching, and hesitated to speak.

"Close the gate! I can ride a horse, surely I can handle this iron horse? That scoundrel dares to bully me! He doesn't know that I am of royal lineage, a noble of the imperial family. I am exceptionally talented. I mastered the Six Arts of a Gentleman at the age of three. How could a mere iron horse possibly defeat my royal family? Close the gate, get in the carriage, and come with me to the palace to meet the Emperor!" Mo Bai's voice was still arrogant and domineering.

Even the usually composed Tie Xiong was drenched in sweat, thinking to himself, "Sixth Master really hasn't changed. But this time, he's gone too far. With everyone watching, it'll be hard to back down!"

But not daring to disobey, he had to go around to the right side, but instead of sitting in the passenger seat, he opened the back door and sat down.

Seeing this, Mo Bai's eyelids twitched slightly. Only the distinguished could sit in the back seat...

But what can be done? This is the royal family. If they say it's okay, it's okay; if they say it's not okay, it's not okay. This is the established order.

They set all the rules, and whatever benefits them is acceptable.

For example, Tie Xiong, as a bodyguard, could sit close by, as that was his duty as a bodyguard, while the driver, being a lower-class person, could not sit there.

At that moment, everyone stared at the metal lump, somewhat dumbfounded.

In this era, those who can drive are extremely rare. In the capital, wealthy families would not allow their own members to learn this thing that the royal family looks down on, and become chauffeurs.

However, at this moment, His Highness the Ming King, who was of the highest rank, actually wanted to mess with this lump of iron.

At this moment, even Zhang Bangli, whose anger was already swelling to the point of explosion, couldn't help but stare blankly. Then he slapped the noodles hard, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. In any case, the royal family had completely lost face today.

But for some reason, he hoped that this Ming King would eventually slink off the carriage in disgrace, thus washing away the hatred in his heart...

Mo Bai sat in the car, looking around nervously under Tie Xiong's watchful gaze. He touched this and looked there, and finally, in Tie Xiong's eyes, he ignited a fire.