Chapter 173: Hating Iron Doesn't Make Steel

"You take good care of yourself outside the palace." King Jin didn't know why he said such an inconsequential, but heartwarming sentence.

Xie Jiulang admitted his affection and said softly, "Well, I can save it." You must always be vigilant in the palace, especially against King Xiang and Liu Yuan, neither of whom are easy to get along with. ”

"King Xiang will soon move out of the palace and go to his palace to live in King Xiang's mansion." When King Jin said this, he showed a yearning expression, "My father said that I just returned to Kyoto and wanted to spend time with me. Or next year, I'll be at ease next year. ”

"Ruri, do you understand what your identity means? As long as you are a prince for a day, you can't be at ease for a day. Xie Jiulang felt that King Jin seemed to be more innocent than she imagined.

The King of Jin, who grew up since he was younger, only knew the difference between good people and evil people. There is not much understanding of the honorable or the lowly of status.

King Jin smiled and said embarrassedly: "I only know that I am at peace with what I encounter, and I don't know what you said. ”

"Go with the flow?" Xie Jiulang frowned and praised sincerely: "Liuli, you are great wisdom." ”

King Jin's face was solemn, and he waved his hand again and again, "Great wisdom? I don't. I'm just a fool of Master. ”

"Wisdom is foolishness." Xie Jiulang said with a straight face.

King Jin was praised by Xie Jiulang's face was red, and his lips pursed and he said, "Don't you dare to be, don't dare to be." ”

Xie Jiulang was amused by his generous appearance. King Jin became more and more helpless, and his lips and tongue were clumsy. Xie Jiulang looked at the simple King of Jin and felt a little guilty for doubting him.

The two fell silent again, and walked slowly forward.

After a long time, Xie Jiulang asked, "Liuli, what do you think of Oda?" She wanted to get a slight judgment about Xiao Tian from the mouth of King Jin. King Jin replied neatly, "Xiao Tian is good." "His daily life depends on Oda's cooking. Moreover, King Jin also learned about Xie Jiulang's daily movements from Xiao Tian, and it can be said that Xiao Tian helped him a lot.

"Not bad?" Xie Jiulang asked softly, his eyes down and he was silent. King Jin's word "good" is understood by her to mean that Xiao Tian can be trusted.

Xiao Tian left his face and entered the palace as a slave, which made Xie Jiulang puzzled, and he couldn't believe him wholeheartedly. Hearing King Jin say that Xiao Tian was good, Xie Jiulang breathed a long sigh of relief with deep relief, and said, "He's good, it's good." ”

In the future, she and Xiao Tian will finally be able to sing to the moon and talk about wine.

Xiao Tian, who was walking slowly behind King Jin and Xie Jiulang, still didn't know what Xie Jiulang was thinking, and his mind was full of calculations about the details of going to take a rooted life tonight.

A few steps away from the palace gate, Xie Jiulang suddenly stopped, and said to King Jin with a smile: "Go back quickly, I'm leaving." As he spoke, he took out the fish charm from his sleeve pocket and walked towards the city gate.

"Xie Jiu!" King Jin chased two steps behind, came to Xie Jiulang's side, and asked her, "You won't enter the palace tomorrow?" ”

During the period when Xie Jiulang entered the palace to teach Xiaohuangmen drum music, he quietly copied the scriptures in Changxin Palace. When he is tired, looking in the direction of Wuyuan can make him feel at ease. Perhaps, because he and Xie Jiulang belong to the same four heavens. Even if they can't see each other, King Jin is happy.

Tomorrow, however, everything will be on a past trajectory. When King Jin thought that there was no shadow of Xie Jiulang in the small world of the Southern Qi Palace, he felt inexplicably flustered.

Therefore, even if he asks knowingly, King Jin has to ask.

Xie Jiulang couldn't figure out why King Jin had such a question, but he also explained to him kindly, "The Wangguo drum song has come to an end, and I have no excuse to enter the palace again." ”

King Jin let out a disappointed "oh", lowered his head, and muttered in a low voice: "If I find a chance to leave the palace, I will go to Jingshanfang to find you, okay?" ”

"Okay." Xie Jiulang said with joy, "Liuli, I heard that the queen wants to choose a concubine for you?" ”

"I'm not going to do what she commands." King Jin raised his head and said categorically.

"It doesn't hurt." Xie Jiulang's demeanor was calm, and he earnestly advised: "Liuli, you must remember that you must not choose the Yang girl." If His Majesty the Emperor asks you, you must reveal your disgust for the Yang family. ”

King Jin was overwhelmed by Xie Jiulang's sentence "It's okay". What Xie Jiulang said next, King Jin didn't hear it clearly, he nodded vaguely, "I know, I know." ”

Xie Jiulang thought that he was ashamed to talk about it, so he didn't say anything more.

When the fish talisman rubbed in Xie Jiulang's hand for a long time, it was already a little warm, and he said, "Liuli, you can go back." Then he continued to walk towards the city gate.

The scene of Xie Jiulang and King Jin parting with each other fell in the eyes of Chengmen Lang and the various gatekeepers. Everyone didn't say anything, but secretly thought in their hearts, King Jin and Xie Jiulang really had a deep relationship, and King Jin not only personally sent Xie Jiulang to the gate of the palace, but also said goodbye to him.

The King of Jin stood with his hands in his hands, watching the high palace gate creak and separate the two sides, and the noise and disturbance suddenly poured in, as if another world on earth.

Xie Jiulang didn't look back, and his thin back didn't enter it, like water droplets falling into the rivers and lakes.

Ciye and Liantong waited outside for a long time, and when they saw her appear, they hurriedly greeted her. Lian Tong whispered back to Xie Jiulang: "Langjun, Baili Langjun has been waiting in the car for a long time. "Xie Jiulang's eleventh brother doesn't treat himself as an outsider at all. Ciye and Liantong couldn't speak out and excuse themselves, so they had to let him.

Xie Jiulang said "um", thought for a moment, and said, "You should treat him more kindly in the future." ”

Since Zhao Xu knew that Xie Jiulang was commensurate with the Bailiji brothers, he would make a closer appearance and show Zhao Xu.

Lian Tong and Ci Ye responded in a low voice, and the two of them still wanted to explain the rest of the matter to Xie Jiulang.

Baili Ji heard the voice, lifted the curtain of the car, poked his head out and called: "Ninth brother!" ”

"Brother Eleven." Xie Jiulang bent his eyebrows and replied with a light smile.

"What good books did you choose when you went to Jixian Palace? Tell me about it. "Baili is very like a naughty boy who can't settle down, and his eyebrows are full of naughtiness.

Xie Jiulang replied honestly: "Official Jinling Poetry Collection." ”

"Huh?" The end of the hundred miles dragged on for a long time, and he was disappointed, "Why do you want to choose the official Jinling?" His ink treasure is a little more expensive than Zhao Niangzi. ”

Baili Ji's expression was vivid, like a homeless thief who was busy in vain, Xie Jiulang smiled even more, and teased: "Money fans." ”

After speaking, Xie Jiulang got into the carriage, and as soon as he got into the car, Baili Ji hurriedly stretched out his hand, held his arm, and complained: "You are so thin-skinned, Your Majesty said that you can choose, what else do you have to worry about?" ”

"It's not a concern, but I really like Guan Jinling." Xie Jiulang sat down under the support of Baili Ji, and handed the purse full of Li Guangxing's dried apricots to his eyes, and Baili said intimately: "Eat a piece of alum flavor that solves the Jixian Palace." ”

"You are Li Guangxing's panacea?" Xie Jiulang said this, but he still obediently took the biggest one and put it on his fingertips.

"You, you, know how to pick the biggest dried apricots, but you don't know how to pick the most valuable ancient books." Baili hated iron and steel, and shook his head again and again, "If you put the energy of picking apricots on begging for rewards, you will definitely be developed." ”

Xie Jiulang grinned and bit off the corner of the dried apricot, and the sweet and sour taste overflowed his lips and tongue. She asked vaguely, "Brother Eleven, what do you want to say?" ”