Chapter 3 Suspected Deceased
Lord Jin took his son with a big stride and stopped in front of the three people who stepped out of the palace gate. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The three of them were stunned and looked up at the father and son.
The green-clothed one looked back as if he was convinced, turned his head again, and exclaimed: "The capital is different, and there are robberies at the gate of the palace?" β
On the one hand, the guards wanted to cover their faces, and no one dared to rob people here in any dynasty or generation. What do the two Kim adults want to do?
Lord Jin's arm trembled so much that he couldn't lift it, and he tried to raise his hand and arched slightly: "Hu... My lord? β
Wei Jingtian frowned slightly, his eyes were puzzled and defensive, and he also arched his hand: "Good adults." β
Lord Jin's official robe is purple, and his grade is higher than hers.
Lord Kim's eyes became sour again, she didn't know herself?
Jin Cheng asked tentatively, "I don't know where Lord Yu's ancestral home is?" β
"Are youβa ministry official?" Wei Jingtian was a little surprised: "Oh, yes, am I going to go to the Ministry of Officials to build some file or something?" Ganzhou, ancestral home of Ganzhou. β
Jin Cheng choked, he felt that he shouldn't ask this sentence.
"Ahem, Lord Tan looks at the goodness."
Wei Jingtian seemed to smile: "Interesting, someone actually took the initiative to say that the water bandit looked at the good-faced person, oh, I am not a water bandit but an official now." I forgot, almost forgot. β
The woman in green let out an "ah" and pointed at Jin Cheng in disbelief: "As the old saying goes, the rich have distant relatives in the mountains, and the poor have no one in the downtown area." The owner of the village has just been crowned an official, and someone has come to climb relatives? The people of Beijing... But that's it. β
The guard covered his face again, do you want to remind Lord Jin to find a private room in a restaurant and teahouse to close the door and talk? It's a shame for the people of Kyozato.
"Ahem, I mean," Jin Cheng pondered the wording, "I don't know if the lord of the village can see our father and son?" β
"Familiar?" Wei Jingtian's face was strange, and he took turns looking at the two of them a few times, as if he had a feeling: "It seems... It's quite familiar, where have you seen it? I must have seen it..."
Lord Jin nodded excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes, of course I've seen it, of course I've seen it..."
Jin Cheng is also excited and looking forward to Jing Tian, it is the little sister, it is the little sister, yes.
Wei Jingtian stroked his forehead, thought about it for a long time, and suddenly his face was painful: "I can't remember, oops, my head hurts, it hurts..."
"Tideβ"
Before Lord Jin could shout, he was glared at by the woman in green: "Stay away." β
After speaking, he held on to Yu Jingtian and looked at her worriedly.
The woman in red on the side was annoyed, a pair of merry peach blossom eyes squinted at the two fathers and sons, and smiled at Wei Jingtian: "The owner of the village, haven't you seen it." The mud statue in the Yaowang Temple at the foot of Niujiao Mountain doesn't look similar to this old man. Apricot don't you say? β
The woman in green was stunned for a moment, and also looked at the two of them, especially Master Jin, and smiled: "No, it looks really similar." β
The voice of the woman in red was different from that of the woman in green, soft and soft, and she giggled: "Ouch, everyone who has been to the Medicine King Temple has looked at the two of them." Two of them, get out of the way. Along the way to the north, many disciples coveted the beauty of my villager, and it was not uncommon for them to talk, but it was strange that the father and son accosted the same lady at the same time. Hee-hee, this capital... It's really insightful. β
What kind of person is this treating their father and son? Lord Jin was so angry that he had to stand up, and Jin Cheng's face was not good.
How could such an open-mouthed woman stay with her little sister?
The guards felt shameless. Although the Ganzhou woman is famous for her pungent and open face and thick skin, the two of you will come up and say that you have a good face, isn't it the old routine of the light and beautiful little lady of the disciple.
Lord Jin took a deep breath: "The lord of the village and I... The old people are similar, and it can be said that they are exactly the same. β
After speaking, he stared at Yu Jingtian who rubbed his fingers against the corners of his forehead.
The guards came to the spirit, and there was a story in it.
Without waiting for Wei Jingtian to speak, the woman in red rolled her beautiful eyes, and opened her mouth with the corner of her red mouth: "Yo, this old man, although you were born beautiful, this age is real." Our owner is a delicate flower, it can't be your old friend. β
Lord Jin opened his mouth to speak, but she gagged again.
"Don't say that you were handsome and merciful when you were young, and the owner of my village looks like a confidante to you. The owner of my family is innocent, my father and mother are all married to the media, we are talking about Diao in the mouths of outsiders in Ganzhou, but we want to be faced. What people in your big place like to do, we don't like there. β
This face was slapping, and the guards all felt pain for Lord Jin.
Jin Cheng was so angry that he shook his arm and shouted, "What are you talking about!" β
It's a pity that the woman in red was not afraid, and gave a charming smile: "Sure enough, it's an official master, and flicking your sleeves is majestic." Otherwise, you take off your clothes and shake your arms, so that we can see if you are still so majestic. β
This, this, this, this is teasing?!
Jin Cheng was furious and wanted to hit a woman for the first time in his life.
Lord Jin didn't hear it, and only stared at Yu Jingtian. Compare her appearance with her daughter in the depths of her memory, yes, the eyebrows are the same, the eyes are the same, the nose and mouth are the same, the delicate ears are the same, and everything else... Well, it's inconvenient to look at, but the body shape is about the same, and the person in front of me is a few points taller. But after many years, it's not surprising that Xi'er has grown taller...
Wei Jingtian let him look at him, and his eyes did not avoid looking directly at Lord Huijin. Lord Kim saw in those eyes doubts, wariness, confusion, and... Suffering? There is no familiarity.
"Alright, Peach. This is the capital, take care of your mouth. β
As soon as Wei Jingtian said this, the woman in red closed her mouth indifferently, but just rolled her eyes vividly.
The guard inexplicably felt that this woman must roll her eyes no less than 180 times a day, and her contemptuous posture was enough, which made people feel good-looking. Ganzhou women are really amorous.
Wei Jingtian said lightly: "I don't know you, is there anything else?" It's okay, we're leaving. β
The father and son were distressed at the same time, really?
"Xi'erβ"
An affectionate and infinite call seemed to come through the barrier of time, and it was full of heart-wrenching feelings.
It's a pity that the three women didn't hear it.
Wei Jingtian nodded at the father and son, and was about to take someone away.
Han Qian staggered to her, clutching his chest in pain: "Xi'er, Xi'er, you're back..."
Wei Jingtian took a step back, and looked at this person who looked like a nervous person with a jade-like face.
"Who are you?" The woman in green asked politely.
The woman in red had another roll of her eyes: "What?" My owner is also similar to your old friend? β
Han Qian couldn't help but nod.
I'll go, the woman in red whispered: "Village master, it seems that you look very... The world agrees. β
Wei Jingtian laughed: "You just say that I look ordinary." β
"Why are there so many disciples in the capital? Didn't you say that there are many beauties in Beijing? Why is there a lack of women, so we only entered Beijing, and the bees and butterflies are swarmed up? β
After the woman in red finished speaking, she suddenly asked the guard, "Is the little brother married?" β
The voice of the man was charming and lingering, and the guard said in his heart, the woman in Ganzhou is dying.
The woman in green was impatient: "Don't complain in Beijing." β
"Hmph," the woman in red smiled sweetly at the guard, "Don't beat my idea." β
Guard: "..."
"Don't even beat the idea of our village owner."
Guard: "..."
"She," the woman in red pointed to the woman in green, "you can see it?" β
The woman in green also rolled her eyes, but unfortunately she didn't look as good as the woman in red, she didn't speak, and she didn't get angry, obviously she was used to it.
The guard finally spoke: "I don't have any old people who resemble the three. β
"You're interested."
Guard: "..."