"Lord Lang, Shichiro-kun is back."

In the study room of the South Courtyard, as soon as Zhang Ying woke up, he heard the news of Mu Xing's return, and immediately sobered up, and his whole person's spirit was obviously different, and he was extremely excited, and he didn't even care about drinking the decoction handed by the servant.

It's just that the body is a little weak in the end, and suddenly the ground is sudden, and there is a moment when the world is spinning.

"Lord Lang." The servants in the house were shocked.

Fortunately, Mu Xing and another servant quickly helped him.

I only listened to Mu Xing's advice: "Lord Lang should go back to the couch to rest first, drink the medicine, use some porridge and food, and Qilangjun can send someone to invite him to come over to see Lord Lang." ”

Mu Xing first helped Zhang Ying back to the bed, put a crypt behind him, and asked him to lean on the crypt sideways, "After Qilangjun came back, Chen Fumu of Qinsi Academy carefully checked Qilangjun's body, and there were no injuries, presumably Langjun just went out." ”

"Lao Mu, you use this to coax me, do you believe it yourself?" Zhang Ying smiled bitterly, beckoned to the servant who served the medicine, and drank the decoction in one gulp.

Put down the medicine bowl, take the honey water and rinse your mouth, and send all the servants in the house back, only Mu Xing remains.

"I'm worried that something will happen to him, and I'm even more worried that he will get into trouble, this is Luo Jing, not Qin Jun."

"Lord Lang is too worried,"

Mu Xing pulled the brocade quilt for Zhang Ying and knelt down on the couch in front of the bed respectfully, "Qilangjun is still young after all, he is only thirteen years old, and at most he has a little bit of youthful spirit, even if he gets into trouble, he can't get into a big disaster." ”

"I hope so." Zhang Ying was not sure.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, the eldest son Qilang, grew up in Qindi, practiced martial arts since he was a child, re-ranged and chivalrous, was talented and intelligent, and his courage far exceeded ordinary people, which has always made him proud.

But he was a disobedient person, and the child still had a lot of crooked reasoning.

He doesn't teach, and he doesn't teach either.

What's more, Zhang Ying felt that he was middle-aged, and he was reluctant to discipline him ruthlessly, as long as he didn't make a big mistake, he opened one eye, closed one eye, and preached a few words ruthlessly, and it was over.

"Did Shichiro say, where did you go today?"

"I said it, I said that I went to the Dajue Temple outside the city to pray for Lord Lang and the Eight Niangzi."

Zhang Ying stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows, "Believe his nonsense, call him to me, and I'll ask him." After speaking, he asked again, "Does the inner court know about what Shichiro didn't see before?" ”

"I didn't have time to tell Madame."

After Mu Xing finished his salute, he added: "Master Lang came back and informed the inner courtyard, and the lady came to the study in person, and later, because she remembered that Ba Niang drank medicine, she went back to the inner courtyard. ”

Zhang Ying hummed lightly, "Qilang has come back, Madame doesn't know, so you don't have to tell her, lest she worry, in addition, the news that I woke up, send someone in to inform Madame, so that she doesn't worry about it." ”

"Yui." Mu Xing responded and got up.

Zhang Ying didn't let Mu Xing go out immediately, and asked, "After I go back to the house, have there been people from the other rooms?" ”

"Lord Huilang, not yet." Mu Xing's voice was very soft.

"Maybe it's not yet."

Zhang Ying was silent for a long time, looking up at the sky outside, it was about the beginning of Youchu, "I will go to see the thirteenth uncle and the ninth brother in person later." "The ninth brother refers to Zhang De, who is the ninth in his life.

Ren Zheng Sipin Dali Temple Shaoqing.

"Lord Lang, you are still sick, it is freezing outside, and it is snowing again in the afternoon, so it is really not suitable to go out." Mu Xing tried his best to resist.

"My own body, I know it in my heart, so don't nag and send someone to call Shichiro over." Zhang Ying waved his hand directly and let Mu Xing go out.

Mu Xing was full of helplessness and walked out of the house.

Suddenly, he saw a shadow flashing, and as soon as he went out, he looked at Zhang Xin, the Qilangjun who stood at the door like a door god, and Mu Xing opened his mouth in surprise.

Qilang Zhang Xin squeezed his eyes at Mu Xing with a smile, "Uncle, I asked about Aya's illness from Tian Disease, and I guessed that Aya's illness was about to wake up, so I waited here on purpose." ”

Mu Xing's eyes widened, and the cat was eavesdropping here, which made him speak so high-soundingly.

It's just that Mu Xing hadn't spoken yet, and Zhang Ying, who heard the movement inside, shouted outside, "Let him get in." ”

Mu Xing patted Qilangjun Zhang Xin's shoulder, and his eyes signaled him to ask for more blessings, "Go in, you Aya is waiting inside." ”

"Whoa." Zhang Xin waved his hand, turned around and walked inside.

Just through the felt curtain, Zhang Xin saw a teacup thrown at him, he didn't have time to think about it, he flew over, caught the teacup with his bare hands, approached the bed with a smile, and put the teacup on one side, "Aya, this is your favorite Yue kiln porcelain." ”

Zhang Ying's face instantly darkened.

Zhang Xin hurriedly moved, "Aya, don't be angry, in the future, you can catch whatever you throw, and you will not break things, so if you like to drop things, just fall them." ”

Zhang Ying was almost so angry that the first Buddha was born, and the second Buddha ascended to heaven, but fortunately, he knew that his son was muddy, and he didn't talk nonsense with him, so he stretched out his finger and pointed to the square couch next to him, "Don't be smooth with me, kneel carefully for me." ”

"Aya......"

"Get on your knees." This time, Zhang Ying's voice became stern.

Zhang Xin knelt down unwillingly, but he knelt straight and couldn't make a mistake.

"Where did you run today?"

"Didn't my son already tell Muber......

"Tell me the truth."

"My son just went to Dajue Temple to pray for Aya and Sister." Zhang Xin pursed her lips and lowered her head.

"Okay, you're lying and don't make drafts now, are you?"

Zhang Ying was extremely angry, "There are forty-three well-known temples in Luojing City, and our family has always done things, all of them are in Changqiu Temple, you are good, what are you going to do in Dajue Temple?" ”

"I'm not honest yet."

suddenly shouted, Zhang Xin shuddered in fright, and put his hands into fists at his side, but he bit his lip and was reluctant to speak.

"Gou, you are a man, the heir to the mantle of Aya, and the future dependence of Armin and Sister Aya, Ayah hopes that you can do something and not do something."

"Don't be presumptuous."

Zhang Xin's dark eyes moved, hesitated for a moment, and then relieved, "No one will find out, He Ruolong can prove it, I have been with him today, and the monks in Dajue Temple can also prove it." ”

Zhang Ying had a headache when she heard this.

was about to speak, but saw Mu Xing directly break in, "Lord Lang, Uncle Yang and Tingwei Yang Sang came to the mansion." ”

Zhang Ying subconsciously, his eyes stared at his son Zhang Xin who was kneeling on the couch, "Ah Gou, you remember, you are not the only smart person in this world. ”

Seeing that his son's face was quite normal, the whole person was relatively calm, and he was a little relieved in his heart.

If he was scared of his legs, he would look down on him.

"Lord Lang." Mu Xing was a little anxious, Uncle Yang and his party were menacing, and they were not good at first glance.

Zhang Ying sat up and glanced at Mu Xing, "If you come, you will come, first lead them to the banquet hall to sit, I will go to see them, and let He Shan invite Uncle Thirteen and Ade to come over." ”

He is now a concubine, has no official status, and in the face of Uncle Yang Guo and Tingwei Yangsang, he has a little less to rely on after all.