Life is somewhat unsatisfactory, and the most unsatisfactory thing is that the teenager is unwilling.

Mo Dao is not both civil and military, and only hates the disparity between strength and weakness.

King Jing's Mansion.

In the study, King Jing Yang Xuanao was staring at the poem he had just written in front of the copy.

His eyes were shining with a cold groom-like glow, which was truly intimidating.

"Life is somewhat unsatisfactory, the most important thing is that the young man is unwilling, Mo Dao is not both civil and military, he only hates the disparity between the strong and the weak." Yang Xuanao gritted his teeth and groaned slowly, the coldness in his eyes became even hotter.

Complaining?

Grievances?

Or should you blame Leng Qianyun, who has been killed by herself?

No!

You can't complain!

It should be you who complains, you complain that your skills are not as good as others, and you can't do anything!

As the commander of the Praetorian Guard, it seems that this life can only be a sigh of hope!

"Alas!" Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed proudly, and he sighed heavily.

"Squeak—"

The door was pushed open, and a young servant bowed in.

Yang Xuan ignored it, but his face became a little gloomy and ugly.

The servant looked at him with displeasure on his face, and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Yang Xuanao's eyebrows trembled, and he said slowly, "What's the matter?" ”

The servant immediately replied respectfully: "Back to the prince, the old lady is back." ”

The old lady in the servant's mouth was Yang Xuanao's biological mother, Concubine Jing.

Yang Xuanao felt a little strange: "Where are the people?" ”

The servant bowed his head and said, "In the hall." ”

Yang Xuanao didn't speak, he walked hurriedly, flashed past the servant's side, and ran towards the hall.

in the hall.

In a chair, there sat a thin middle-aged woman in a nun costume with a dust whisk in her hand, her temples were high, and her face was extremely beautiful, it was hard to imagine that such a beautiful woman would be a nun with long hair.

This nun is Yang Xuanao's mother, Concubine Jing.

Since the death of the old King Jing, Concubine Jing began to be discouraged, the person who loved her life was gone, she began to like Qingjing very much, her son Yang Xuanao is seventeen years old, he is a dignified man, and he has the ability to run King Jing's mansion, so she likes to be quiet, so she resolutely went to the capital Dongshan Wanjing Nunnery to practice, in order to have a quiet life.

Concubine Jing has not been gone for a long time, and it has only been five months so far.

In the past five months, Yang Xuanao has gone to Wanjing Nunnery to visit Concubine Jing every festival.

Concubine Jing had never returned to King Jing's Mansion once in the past five months, but this time she came back suddenly, because Yang Xuanao felt a little strange.

Yang Xuanao walked into the hall, shook off his robe, knelt on one knee, and made a big salute to Concubine Jing: "The child asks for his mother, and wishes his mother a long and healthy life." ”

Concubine Jing raised her hand: "Ao'er, get up!" ”

Yang Xuanao got up as he said and sat down beside Concubine Jing.

Concubine Jing faced Yang Xuanao and looked at it carefully: "Ao'er is really becoming more and more mature and stable. ”

Yang Xuanao smiled indifferently: "My mother made a special trip to see her son?" ”

Concubine Jing nodded and smiled: "Yes." ”

Yang Xuanao said with concern: "Is it okay for my mother to retreat in Wanjing Nunnery?" ”

"All well!" Concubine Jing replied, her face changed, and she suddenly became solemn.

Yang Xuanao noticed the change in Concubine Jing's face, and he couldn't help but be suspicious.

Mother, is there anything on your mind?

What's the point of coming back to see yourself?

"Mother, what's wrong with you? Is it uncomfortable? "Yang Xuanao, this is a stone throwing to ask for directions. I want to get away with it.

Concubine Jing shook her head: "Mother is fine." ”

Yang Xuanao took the opportunity to say: "Why is that mother's face a little ugly? ”

Concubine Jing looked at Yang Xuan for a long time before she spoke: "Ao'er, tell my mother, what is your ideal?" ”

"......" Yang Xuan looked at Concubine Jing proudly and couldn't answer.

Why did my mother suddenly ask that?

What does that mean?

Yang Xuanao had a blank look on his face, like a monk who was at a loss.

Seeing that Yang Xuanao didn't answer, Concubine Jing immediately bluffed: "Ao'er, what's wrong?" Can't a mother know what her son's ideals are? ”

Yang Xuanao smiled awkwardly, thought for a while and said: "A manly man, of course, he should stand up to the sky, make contributions to the country, and benefit the people of the world!" ”

His words were passionate, and his blood boiled when he heard them.

But Concubine Jing was very indifferent.

It stands to reason that as a mother, her child can have such ambitions, and as a mother, Concubine Jing should be extremely happy.

Yang Xuan's fighting spirit was high, and if he was ambitious, he didn't get his mother's appreciation, he felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't show it.

It calmed down for a while.

Concubine Jing sank her face and stared at Yang Xuanao: "Ao'er, do you like to pursue fame and fortune very much?" ”

Yang Xuanao's eyes flashed, fleeting, and he said with a smile: "When my mother said this, the child couldn't understand it. ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, my mother can explain it so that you understand." Concubine Jing looked at Yang Xuanao and said earnestly, "If you weren't a person who likes to pursue fame and fortune, you wouldn't have said such impassioned words, from what you just said, you are very much like a person who pursues fame and fortune. ”

Although Yang Xuanao didn't understand his mother's intention to ask, he had his own opinion on the point of view of fame and fortune: "How can anyone in the world not pursue fame and fortune? Without a name, how can you stand in the world? Without profit, how can I survive in the world, and those who pursue fame and fortune in the world are just a drop in the ocean! ”

Concubine Jing said in a deep voice: "Everyone in the world can pursue fame and fortune, but you can't, and you can't." ”

"Why?" Yang Xuanao was puzzled, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Concubine Jing said solemnly: "The meaning is very simple, you can't pursue fame and fortune!" ”

Yang Xuanao was a little angry, and he retorted loudly: "Why? ”

"Because you already have fame and fortune, in fact, fame and fortune are already in your hands!" Concubine Jing stared at Yang Xuanao intently, and said very solemnly, "Fame and fortune are like fire, you are a dignified prince, famous and famous in the world, you eat the prince Fenglu, and you are a subject of Liguan, you have such a top priority of fame and fortune, you are already in the sky, if you climb fame and fortune again, wouldn't you want to put yourself in the sea of fire and set yourself on fire?" ”

Yang Xuan was shocked, and his face became very ugly.

Mother's words, but there are extraneous sounds!

A question came to his mind:

Why did my mother say these things to herself?

Yang Xuanao calmed down and behaved very meekly: "What does Yi Niang mean?" What should a child do? ”

Concubine Jing was almost word-by-word: "Pure heart and few desires, self-cultivation." ”

Yang Xuanao frowned and did not speak.

Concubine Jing glanced at Yang Xuanao and said seriously: "Actually, Concubine Li's mother went to Wanjing Nunnery a few days ago to see her mother, and told her some things about you. ”

Yang Xuanao's face changed, and he asked urgently: "What did she say?" ”

Concubine Jing replied: "She said that you are too interested in fame and fortune, and you always want to compete with Liang Yuanjin, the son of Prince Su, to be the commander of the Praetorian Guard, so you have lobbied her several times to ask her to help you, is there such a thing?" ”

After Concubine Jing finished speaking, Yang Xuan immediately scolded Concubine Li in his heart: "This stinky woman! Obviously, I want to do a big thing, and I need a person with a heavy army, so I found me, now it's okay, bite me in turn, stinky woman, Lao Tzu looks at you eighty percent because I can't take Liang Yuanjin three times and twice, and I can't sit on the position of the commander of the Praetorian Guard, I feel that I am incompetent, and I want to treat me as an outcast! ”

Seeing that Yang Xuanao didn't speak, Concubine Jing asked again: "Yes and no?" ”

Yang Xuanao had a bitter face, the matter came to this point, he just kept saying that he wanted to pursue fame and fortune, but now he said no, I am afraid that my mother will not believe it, so he nodded helplessly: "Yes." ”

Concubine Jing looked at Yang Xuanao with great concern: "It seems that you are still too young, it is not a good thing to be consumed by profit, not only will it hurt your body but also may cause trouble, it is necessary for your mother to return to King Jing's Mansion, guard you and accompany you, and together you will be pure and self-conscious." ”

Yang Xuanao gritted his teeth: "Is this also Concubine Li's advice to her mother?" ”

Concubine Jing nodded: "Yes." ”

Yang Xuanao scolded viciously in his heart: "Damn! Don't talk about treating Lao Tzu as an abandoned pawn, but also ask my mother to come back and look at me like a prisoner, Concubine Li, your methods are really ruthless! ”