Late autumn, wet and cold.

The light rain slowly fell on the dry branches, the orange leaves fell to the ground, and the little girl was sweeping the leaves against the light rain, when he suddenly noticed a tall figure appeared in front of him.

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened instantly, and then he glanced left and right, and said mysteriously: "Childe, you are here, hurry up and go in!" Mo Lao has been waiting for his son for several days. ”

Jing Jian nodded, walked inside with an umbrella, and walked into the inner courtyard with a damp body of moisture.

Mo Rufeng didn't stay in the house, and sat in the cloister in the courtyard to make tea and read books.

When he heard the voice, he looked back and saw that Jing Jian's eyes lit up instantly, and then he sneered coldly, and asked angrily with a tense face: "What are you doing?" You are not welcome here, old man, get out of here! ”

Jingjian didn't hear it, raised his feet and walked over to put away the wet umbrella, and then sat down opposite Mo Rufeng slowly, reached out to take the teacup by himself, lifted the hot teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

Mo Rufeng was so angry that he said with a cold eyebrow: "You deceived the old man into coming to Kyoto City and didn't care about it, you are really hateful." Now you dare to provoke the old man, don't you think that the old man is a soft persimmon for you to handle? ”

Jing Jian finally raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Rufeng, his eyes were calm, and he said lightly: "Did I deceive you?" Are you so easy to deceive? Then you have really lived for so many years in vain. ”

Mo Rufeng gritted his teeth in anger, his wrinkled face turned red, and he said angrily after a while: "If you hadn't sent a message to the old man and deceived the old man with clever words, how would the old man have stepped into Kyoto City?" ”

Now that he has broken his original promise and returned to Kyoto City, if he fails to become an emperor, he will go back in disgrace, I am afraid that he will be ridiculed by the world.

He is Mo Rufeng's life upright, how can he not protect his late season?

"Rhetoric?"

Jing Jian blinked and said lightly: "There is no one!" The younger generation just told Mo Lao that if you don't go out of the mountain, the young emperor will have no one to teach, and I am afraid that the country will be in danger. When you came, the younger generation acquiesced that you were willing to serve as the emperor's teacher, who knew that the queen mother would take the young emperor to visit you in person? ”

Mo Rufeng was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

Jing Jian continued: "Today, the Queen Mother has issued an order to let the younger generation find someone who is good at poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting to teach the emperor, you don't have to be good at all of them, as long as you are good at one of them." It is urgent to teach the emperor, if you are not honest, the younger generation is willing to personally escort you back the way you came. ”

"You!"

Mo Rufeng's eyes widened, and he held his breath in his throat, unable to go up and down, extremely uncomfortable.

He knew that Jing Jian was deliberate, but he had to endure it.

These days, after careful consideration, he really didn't feel at ease about handing the little emperor into anyone's hands, letting them teach, and he didn't know what to teach people to.

He also likes the little emperor from the bottom of his heart, although he is young, but the governor is polite, and the queen mother made it clear that she would not interfere with his teaching of the little emperor, giving him great respect and freedom.

How could he not be moved?

But now Jingjian is blocking him with words, which is really hateful!

"Old Mo, your face is not very good, but you have a cold? If you are uncomfortable, the junior will return to the palace later to send you a doctor. ”

Jing Jian took a sip of hot tea, and the fragrance of tea overflowed: "Mo Lao has lived in the mountains for a long time, and suddenly came to Kyoto City, and it is normal for him to be unaccustomed to the water and soil for a while. You don't want to prejudice the juniors, and the juniors will drink this cup of hot tea and leave, so as not to hinder your eyes. ”

La-la-la

(End of chapter)