When the sword stabbed at him, Jingmo felt a little relieved. If the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info is dead, maybe you can meet Lin Luo. But the sword did not succeed. Yan Yi came out from the side and kicked the man with the sword to the ground with a single kick.

"Master Ge, are you okay?" After that, Yan Yi stepped forward to help Jingmo, and Jingmo's face was already bloodstained. The sword still scratched a little. Jingmo didn't know whether to be happy or regretful. Watching Yan Yi press the man to the ground and beat him hard, he always felt that the man was quite pitiful.

"General, just let him go." Jingmo stepped forward and whispered, Yan Yi's kung fu is good. That man was no match at all, and besides, that man was just a puppet. Even if he were killed, it would be in vain.

"Elder Ge's mind is really kind." Yan Yi couldn't help but twist the man's neck, and Jing Mo looked at the man, and there was black liquid left on his lips.

"People like him come with the determination to die, and they should have taken poison a long time ago, and I also let him go more comfortably." Yan Yi explained in a low voice, "I didn't expect the Ye family to be so anxious. Elder Ge, the emperor will definitely make decisions for you in this matter. ”

"Well, the people of the Ye family have been removed by me so much. It's normal to hate me to the bone. Jingmo said with a smile, these days, Jingmo doesn't know how many Ye family members he has dealt with by himself. So many lives have been lost, and they should be repaid. He won't be the Ye family, and he won't have any grudges against them.

"Ge Lao is really broad-minded." Yan Yi smiled and didn't say anything. Lift the man up by hand. "Come back with me. The emperor said that he wanted to see you standing in front of him peacefully. ”

"Yes." Jingmo nodded, Emperor Ping wanted to protect himself. It's just because he has the means to support him. But as a courtier, this is also his duty. Jing Mo felt a little bitter in his heart. Although the man snatched Lin Luo, he also killed her indirectly. But he is the emperor after all, his own master.

"Let's go." Yan Yi threw the man on the horse's back, and he turned over and got on the horse. Jingmo also climbed onto the horse gently, and followed Yan Yi forward. The two entered the palace through the side door. The guard at the gate of the palace is the Ye family. The man saw Jingmo coming from a distance, and secretly screamed in his heart. But he didn't dare to make a noise, and bent down to send the two in. Only then did he quickly get rid of the reason and leave the palace.

"See the emperor." Jingmo arrived at Xuanwei Palace, knelt down and sighed quietly. "If it weren't for the emperor's action, I'm afraid that today's minister's life would not be guaranteed."

"You are my right-hand man, and I will not let you have an accident." Emperor Ping said in a dumb voice, seeing that Yan Yi threw the dead man on the ground, he felt a little unhappy in his heart. The people of the Ye family are really powerful, and they dare to assassinate them alone.

"Your Majesty, this is the traitor I just caught." Yan Yi whispered, and then disappeared. Jingmo only saw a corner of Yan Yi's clothes, and it seemed that his kung fu was really good. As a three-legged cat, he really can't resist it.

"You didn't get hurt, did you?" Emperor Ping whispered and glanced at Jingmo. There was a slight amount of blood on the face, but it looked fine. For some reason, when I saw Emperor Jingmo Ping, I would think of Lin Luo.

"It's all right." Jingmo nodded, not saying anything superfluous.

"Yes. Today's incident is the Ye family's doing. It's a lot of trouble to kill you. Therefore, you should also get the idea. The importance of eradicating the Ye family? Time is running out, and in order to prevent them from hurting you again, you should live in the palace in the future. After Emperor Ping said this, he felt a little tired. Although this man said that he didn't like it, he had to stay for the sake of the government.

"The forbidden place of the palace, how can Wei Chen stay." Jingmo was a little surprised and hurriedly refused. If you live in the harem, you don't know what will go wrong in the future.

"You're outside, I'm really not at ease. It's okay, you live in Qingmo Pavilion, and there won't be any inconvenience. By the way, you can also teach the prince for me, why not. Emperor Ping had already made up his mind. It's not a notice to tell Jingmo, where is there any room for bargaining.

Jingmo obviously saw it too, and replied softly. There are no superfluous words.

After that, Gonggong Ping personally brought Jingmo to Qingmo Pavilion. Qingmo Pavilion is not large, there is only one building. Jingmo lived in a small room inside, and the prince was next door.

"Wechen see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." When Jingmo went, he happened to see the prince sitting in the courtyard shaking his head and endorsing the book, looking at the prince's appearance, just like seeing Emperor Ping when he was a child, no wonder Emperor Ping valued this child so much.

"Who are you?" The prince's shelf was very sufficient, and seeing that Jingmo was young and had outstanding skin, he felt a little excluded for a while.

"Weichen is Pavilion Elder Lin Jingmo." Jingmo said with a smile, bending down with a sense of humility. "The emperor authorized Weichen to live in Qingmo Pavilion, and asked the prince to bear with him."

"Well, since my father asked you to live. Naturally, Prince Ben won't say anything. Go ahead. "I heard that it was the elder of the pavilion, and the prince didn't have anything else to say. In the future, when I grow up, I will be taught by the elder of the pavilion. Looking at this man, he must be his master in the future, so let's be better.

"Then Weichen will retire first." Jingmo smiled and stepped back, looking at a child pretending to be like this, he still felt a little funny. Although it is said that the prince has always been old, and in this harem, if he is immature, he may not be able to see the sun tomorrow, but looking at the prince like this. Jingmo still feels too rare.

"Thank you, Father-in-law."

Jingmo walked into his room and saw that his father-in-law had already ordered someone to clean up the room. He hurriedly bowed and said.

"Again, this is what an old slave should do." Father-in-law Ping said with a smile, "In the future, you can live here with peace of mind, and if there is any trouble, please come to the old slave." The old slave must be properly resolved. "Father-in-law Ping has a good impression of Jingmo, and he knows that Jingmo is a good person. In this palace, let's let the good people live happily.

Thinking of Lin Luo's withered yellow face, Father-in-law Ping felt a little cold in his heart. If I could pull her more, I wouldn't be where I am now.

"Uh-huh, definitely." Jingmo nodded, he didn't expect this big eunuch to be such a good talker.

"Then the old slave will retire first." Grandpa Ping smiled and nodded, turned around and retreated. Jingmo sat on the chair and looked around, Emperor Ping put himself in Gongzi although it was to protect himself. But living in such a small room should also be house arrest in disguise. Jingmo smiled helplessly and walked out the door.

Before he reached the courtyard, he heard the voice of an old man trembling angrily. Immediately followed by the sound of a stick hitting the palm of his hand, Jingmo felt a pain in his hand when he heard the sound. When I followed my master to study medicine, I don't know how many times I was beaten with such a stick. Wait, yes. Jing Mo was shocked in his heart, and glanced at the courtyard, he was simply stunned.

Who could that wrinkled old man, with flowing white clothes and a big beard not be his own master?

"Master!" Jingmo hadn't seen his master for about five or six years. Now that he saw it, he naturally couldn't hold it, and hurriedly stepped forward and shouted excitedly. Unexpectedly, the old man turned around and glanced at Jingmo. As if he hadn't heard, he continued to teach the prince.

"Master, master." Jingmo doesn't give up, his master is very weird, but his mind is still kind. What's more, Jingmo is his apprentice, and it is impossible not to recognize it.

"Who do you call Master?" Unexpectedly, the old man blew his beard and said to Jingmo with a pair of round eyes. "Old man, I'm teaching people, why are you doing here? You can't get beaten if you want to. The old man's voice was loud and full of energy. It's exactly the same as when you roared Jingmo back then.

Jingmo stayed where he was a little scared, not daring to speak again. This old man is really powerful, no matter how old he is, he has a murderous aura.

"Look at what you see, write poetry well. Is your brain made of paste? When the old man saw that the prince was distracted to look at Jingmo, he hit the prince on the arm with a stick again, and roared so loudly that he almost roared out the prince's tears.

"Yes." The prince silently sniffled and began to pick up the pen again to compose poems.

"Come with me." Seeing that the prince had resumed writing poetry, the old man said a word to Jingmo and turned around and went to the corner. Jingmo immediately followed, seeing the anger on the old man's face, he lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, and sure enough, the old man slapped Jingmo on the head.

"Can you have a little backbone, such a big person. Convergence at every turn. I'm your master, you're very proud, aren't you? But I'm not proud at all. The old man spoke very quickly, like shooting an arrow, and Jingmo was speechless.

"What? I'm sorry. The old man yelled again, grabbing Jingmo's hand. It seems that your kid's health has been good in the past few years, but when he went up the mountain, he was weak and looked like that ghost, if I hadn't pulled you. I'm afraid I've already entered the ghost gate. ”

The old man muttered quietly. When Jingmo went up the mountain, he had a congenital weak disease, and many children who contracted this disease did not live to be ten years old. I met this old man, otherwise this little life would not have been saved.

"Yes, yes, the master is my reborn parent. Great kindness, toothless and unforgettable. Jingmo nodded hurriedly and said with a smile. It's still the same as the little boy with red lips and white teeth back then.

"It's good to know. Get me some wine. Let's have a drink for the two of us. The old man laughed at this, just too angry with Jingmo. The prince was not angry, so he sprinkled his anger on Jingmo.

"Yes, yes, let's go." Jingmo nodded, just about to leave. was pulled by the master.

"I tell you, under the tree behind the dining room, there is good wine. Go and steal it for the teacher. In the evening, I will make a few small dishes for the teacher, and let's have a good talk. The old man said mysteriously that the empty old man had no other hobby, but he loved to drink.

But in the palace, who knows his name. has kept the classics in Qingmo Pavilion for all these years, but he is just teaching the prince by hand. When Emperor Ping finds a good master, he will naturally not teach. Now that I see Jingmo, I know that I am a character when I look at the dress. Naturally, you should have a good drink.

"Yes, I'm going to steal it." Jingmo blinked his eyes, and the master was still like this. I don't want to use my own kung fu. When I was down the mountain, in order to eat some steamed buns, I went to steal them and was discovered. When he was beaten, he let the little fat man beat him, and he didn't return a single move. If it weren't for Zhang Qingjiu playing a scoundrel, he was afraid that his master would be crushed to death by that little fat man.

The old man smiled and nodded, and slapped Jingmo out a long way with one palm. I climbed straight out of the wall, and it was scary.

The prince just looked up, and saw that the old man slapped the old man out of the wall, and couldn't help but be stunned, it turned out that this old man still had such kung fu, if only he was willing to teach himself. However, looking at the poem he was going to make, the prince couldn't help but stop thinking about it.

Forget it, the old man must not look down on himself. The prince thought in his heart that he didn't know where to start with the pen.

"What's the matter, you can't think about it anymore. I said, "How do you have such a head?" When the old man saw that the prince had stopped writing again, he stepped forward and said. I don't think you're the material to be an emperor, so it's better to go to the field and be a small landlord. ”

"I want to, too." The crown prince muttered quietly, he had never thought of becoming an emperor at all. It would be nice if they could live the lives of ordinary people in the people. When the prince thought of this, he was like crying nose.

"Okay, I don't have any spine." The old man struck the prince on the head hard. "You really, you don't look like a prince at all. Come here, read this book ten times. ”

The prince wiped away his tears and looked up at the book in the old man's hand.

"Historical records." The prince whispered, what kind of book is this.

"Look at it slowly, watch it ten times and you'll know what you need to do. You don't have to write poetry in the future, these things you do are simply insulting poetry. The old man let out a breath from the tip of his nose and tore the paper in front of the prince to shreds. If we can't do it, we won't do it. What a big deal. ”

"Yes." The prince nodded, a little snickering. I finally don't have to do these boring things, "Grandpa, you're so good at kung fu." The prince still spoke, after all, he really wanted to learn that kung fu.

"What's that, I'm so good that I can shoot that kid outside the palace." The empty old man said with a smile, seeing the prince's eyes sparkle. "How. Do you want to learn Kung Fu too? ”

"Yes, my mother also taught me some swordsmanship when she was free. I love kung fu, but I'm slow to learn. The prince bowed his head and said, a little sad.

"Show me." The empty old man reached out and touched the back of the prince's head, and then down his back to his waist. "Why, you are a good body for martial arts."

"Really?" Hearing this, the prince asked very excitedly, and his small eyes widened.

"Well, I can't lie to you. But I'm not going to teach you. The old man said with a smile. Emperors don't need to know martial arts. ”

(To be continued.) )