Chapter 536: See Taishan City Again
Outside the palace, it suddenly rained, dripping, quite like Zhang Jieyu's state of mind inside, up and down.
"Jieyu, if you want to give it a go, why not." Chunxiang poured her a cup of tea, "Now the whereabouts of the queen mother are unknown, whether she is alive or dead is unknown." There is now a vacancy in the palace, and the most likely person to be on top is Jieyu. ”
Zhang Jieyu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, slowly raised her head, and her eyes flashed with firmness: "Okay!" ”
Tarzan City.
Yan Wuheng was in the hall of the Xiao family, leisurely crossing Erlang's legs, eating fried chestnuts with sugar, so unhappy.
"Your Royal Highness the Prince, why hasn't your national teacher found a way to resurrect your soul?" Xiao Zesheng said helplessly next to him, "I miss my father." ”
Yan Wuheng sneered, and threw a chestnut on his forehead: "Your friendship with your father is not very good, if it was the father of this palace, he would have been able to detect that this palace is not his biological son." ”
Xiao Zesheng lowered his eyes a little lonely, and he said again: "What the prince said is extremely true, but it is not all true. My father often went out to do things for others, and most of the time he was in retreat, and his understanding of me was limited to being a gentleman, and he loved to spend money and money, and he had nothing to do, and his qualifications were not high. ”
"Your qualifications are really not high." Yan Wuheng chewed the chestnut, and was a little melancholy, "I don't know where the fairy girl in this palace is now." ”
As soon as he mentioned the great beauty who had never seen it before and was portrayed by Yan Wuheng as a stunning beauty, Xiao Zesheng became interested, and before he could speak, he heard the thick old voice vibrating in his ears.
"Bastard thing!" Father Xiao threw the crutches in his hand straight at Yan Wuheng, his eyes bulging and his eyes sharp.
Xiao Zesheng was startled and hurriedly caught the crutches.
The crutches suddenly hung in the air, causing the few people who had just entered the house to be stunned, staring ahead in amazement.
Click, crutches hit the ground.
Xiao Zesheng took a few steps back in a panic, looked at Father Xiao and then looked at Yan Wuheng.
Yan Wuheng finished eating the chestnuts in his mouth, got up unhurriedly, and showed a smile: "Father, you are here." As he spoke, he eagerly helped Xiao's father to sit down, and poured him tea and peeled chestnuts.
Xiao Jian's cold face showed worry, and he stopped talking, and he saw that his third brother seemed to be able to get things done, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Rongfeng looked at Yan Wuheng meaningfully, and then sat down.
"Hmph, stinky boy, leave Taishan City without saying a word." Father Xiao snorted coldly, and he was very useful to Yan Wuheng's flattery.
Yan Wuheng said with a smile: "Father, don't be angry, my son has learned a lot in this business, not only when he entered the palace to see the emperor, but also saw many courtiers. ”
"You're still in the palace?" Father Xiao was extremely surprised, and looked at Yan Wuheng with some surprise.
Yan Wuheng was neither humble nor arrogant, his expression was indifferent and snapped his fingers.
Outside, two small servants soon entered, both with trays in their hands, covered with cloths.
"Father, this is a jade statue that my son specially found from the capital, it has not yet been carved, and there are a few books of Lao Tzu, for you." Yan Wuheng smiled lightly, and looked at Xiao Jian and the two again, "Big brother, second brother, this is the best tea and calligraphy and painting that the younger brother is looking for." ”
The three of Xiao's father were very surprised, and Xiao's father was full of relief: "I have a heart." ”
"Thank you, third brother." Xiao Jian was so moved that he almost shed tears, he held the calligraphy, painting and tea in his hand, and couldn't put it down.
Xiao Rongfeng nodded faintly and smiled: "I usually don't hurt you in vain." "Worry-free Literature Network
Yan Wuheng reminded him before that Xiao Zesheng deliberately compared the expressions of the three people in front of him who received gifts, but his second brother couldn't smile.
After resolving Xiao's father's anger, Yan Wuheng followed Xiao Zesheng back to the house.
"Start tomorrow, read a book by heart, and then start practicing." Yan Wuheng lay on the bed and spoke leisurely.
Xiao Zesheng was a little confused, and said stupidly: "Why." ”
"If you want others to look up to you, you have to be strong, not because you are the third son of the Xiao family." Yan Wuheng said lightly, "No matter how wasteful your name is, no one will dare to touch your life." ”
Xiao Zesheng was thoughtful, and he nodded solemnly: "I will definitely live up to the teachings of His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”
It wasn't until the next day that he actually started practicing and memorizing the scriptures, Xiao Zesheng felt in pain, it was simply too difficult!
"Read it to Hongu." Yan Wuheng was unmoved, his eyes closed and he began to practice.
After getting along for a period of time, Xiao Zesheng was inspired by Yan Wuheng's daily thunderous practice, and settled down to start reading.
Xiao Jian saw that Xiao Zesheng's house was always closed, and he didn't see him go out, and when he asked, he was reading and practicing, and he was very pleased.
"Father, I think the third brother has really figured it out." Xiao Jian praised Xiao Zesheng in front of Xiao's father, "It won't take much time, I'm afraid my skills will surpass me." ”
Father Xiao's eyes flashed with a hint of relief, but there was no expression on his face, and he nodded lightly: "That's very good." ”
Xiao Rongfeng sat in the lower seat, his eyes lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Xiao Zesheng." Yan Wuheng was practicing, and suddenly looked at him a little strangely, "This palace has found a huge problem, which is related to your physical condition. ”
"His Royal Highness the Prince, what's wrong?" Xiao Zesheng, who was immersed in hard reading, looked up and was a little puzzled.
Yan Wuheng silently began to luck, the air flow traveled through the internal organs, and when he reached the dantian, there was still a blockage, and the air pressure could not be passed at all.
Xiao Zesheng saw that his expression was getting more and more serious, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, it shouldn't be that you were poisoned, right?" ”
"Definitely." Yan Wuheng sighed slightly, he got up and walked to him, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "It seems that you are not born with mediocre qualifications, but someone poisoned you." ”
Xiao Zesheng was stunned, he was like being struck by thunder, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince means yes, someone has murdered me since the beginning of the fight." ”
"Yes, Hongu deduced that this person was yours ......"
Before he finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and Xiao Rongfeng stared at Yan Wuheng as he entered, and said with a smile: "What has the third brother been busy with these days." ”
As he spoke, he swept the scriptures on the table and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Yan Wuheng smiled faintly and invited him to take a seat: "It's not like going to the Lying Capital City to find that I can't fall like this anymore, as a member of the Xiao family, I naturally can't fall into the wind, which makes people laugh." ”
"What the third brother said is that if you are self-motivated, let the second brother probe the pulse for you." Before Yan Wuheng could react, Xiao Rongfeng had already put it on.
Yan Wuheng scolded secretly, and glanced at Xiao Zesheng again.
Xiao Zesheng was still stunned, and he didn't respond for a long time, he looked at Xiao Rongfeng fixedly, a little incredulous.
Could it be that the second brother was kind to him before, and kept giving him silver taels, not out of the elder brother's love for his younger brother. But you want to make yourself a gentleman, and you can't turn over?!