Chapter Seventy-Eight: Red Eyes (2)
After a stick of incense, Xu Jing came back as usual.
Zhao Xiyan was still sitting on the swing slowly, and a pair of black eyes as clear as autumn water looked over: "Murong Shen is gone?" ”
Xu Jing grinned: "Well, I'm angry with me!" Didn't you see Murong Shen's face blackened by my anger, it looked so relieved, hahaha! ”
Zhao Xiyan chuckled.
She was familiar with Murong Shen's temper, and she knew Xu Jing's ability to die without paying for her life.
The hosta glanced at the begonia, and the begonia pursed her lips and smiled, and withdrew a few meters away with the hosta. Xu Shiyi and the other pro-soldiers are more knowledgeable, and they don't need to be ordered by their masters, they have already retreated far away.
Xu Jing walked behind Zhao Xiyan and continued to push the swing for her, boasting to himself without shame: "It's a pity that you weren't there just now, otherwise, you would have been able to appreciate my heroic posture of retreating from the enemy in a few words." ”
Zhao Xiyan was amused and chuckled.
Every time I am with Xu Jing, I am so happy and happy.
How hopeful, the world stands still at this moment. All the wind and rain and worries, shut out.
It's a pity that this is just a luxury. After laughing, you have to calm down and face the reality.
Zhao Xiyan motioned for Xu Jing to stop, got off the swing, and sat down with Xu Jing at the stone table. There are four delicate plates on the stone table, with sweet and sour fruits, fragrant dried meat, and fresh melons and fruits.
Zhao Xiyan picked up the dried meat and ate it slowly.
Xu Jing picked up the preserved fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, and commented casually: "This year's preserved fruit is well done, sweet and sour, and it is better than last year." ”
This preserved fruit was made by Zhao Xiyan himself. She stayed in the boudoir all day, reading books and practicing calligraphy and painting every day, or playing the piano for recreation. I am idle to make my own balsam and preserved fruits, and my mind is very skillful.
Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and smiled: "You like to eat, let the hosta be packed in a box later, and you can take it back." ”
Xu Jing never spoke politely to Zhao Xiyan, and immediately said, "Bring two boxes." Let the mother concubine and the third sister and the fourth sister also taste your craftsmanship. ”
Zhao Xiyan smiled and snorted.
Xu Jing suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Zhou Sui and Wang Tong have been missing. It seems that they ran away. ”
Hearing Zhou Sui's name, Zhao Xiyan's heart sank, and he said softly: "Qinglong Mountain is Zhou Sui's territory. He has been operating in Qinglong Mountain for more than ten years, and there are still three caves in the cunning rabbit, so he must still have a place to hide. ”
Qinglong Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, and it is impossible to completely block it.
Coolness flashed in Xu Jing's eyes: "Qinglong Village is over." Even if Zhou Sui escaped, there was no one under him, and he couldn't turn over the storm. ”
Oh, yes!
At least, Beihai County is safe. Even Pingyuan County and Zichuan County will not suffer.
Zhao Xiyan stretched his brows, thought about it and said in a low voice: "The suppression of the bandits is successful, and Murong Shen will soon have to return to the capital to resume his life." The Jiaodong Army will not stay in Qinglong Mountain forever. If you want to search for Zhou Sui's whereabouts, you have to send someone to go. ”
"You have to be careful, too. Zhou Sui is a person with a ferocious heart, and he must be compared. This time, it has suffered a catastrophe, and it will not stop there. ”
Xu Jing didn't blow the air, but said: "I know it in my heart." ”
Zhao Xiyan didn't say more.
Xu Jing doesn't have a proper shape on weekdays, but he actually has a spectrum in his heart and a way to do things.
Xu Jing ate a plate of preserved fruits and packed two boxes by the way.
In front of everyone's eyes, you can't steal a piece of incense and leave.
Xu Jing stared at Zhao Xiyan's face with regret: "Tonight, the palace will hold a banquet to see off Gonggong Ma." The Master will also go. I've got to go now. ”
Zhao Xiyan snorted, smiled and waved goodbye.
"The day after tomorrow, if you have a salute, I will definitely come over early." Xu Jing quickly shook Zhao Xiyan's hand, and then left reluctantly.
……
This night, Zhao Xiyan waited for the time again.
Sure enough, Captain Murong, the prince of Beihai, recreated the scene of that day and insisted on sending Zhao Yuanming back together.
However, Zhao Xiyan did not show up this time.
Murong Shen put down the loss in his heart, and politely said goodbye: "Uncle Zhao rest early, and come back tomorrow later." ”
Since he knew that Murong Shen had sat on the dragon chair in his previous life, Zhao Yuanming was also polite to Murong Shen: "The bandits in Qinglong Village have not been completely cleared, and Captain Murong has to rush back, so there is no need to run to Zhao's house." ”
Murong Shen responded: "There are two brothers Li Ji and Li Xiao on the side of Qinglong Mountain, and I left the Praetorian Guard there, and the remaining bandits can't fly out with their wings." I stayed in Beihai County for a few days, and some of them were free. I just hope that my uncle will not turn me away. ”
Zhao Yuanming thought for a while and said, "I have to take classes in the clan study during the day. If Captain Murong wants to come, come to the clan to study! ”
Murong Shen's eyebrows relaxed, and he responded with a smile.
Xu Jing: "......"
Master and future father-in-law, you have to stand firm!
In fact, throughout the night, Zhao Yuanming was very polite to Murong Shen.
Then, Zhao Yuanming turned his head and said to Xu Jing with a calm face: "The prince wants to serve the prince, he can't come to the clan school to take classes, and don't waste his schoolwork in the palace." ”
Murong Shen was originally a little flattered, but looking at Zhao Yuanming's face and counting Xu Jing's appearance, he couldn't tell the envy for some reason.
Xu Jing was also a little dissatisfied with his master's two faces, and replied with a sullen breath: "Master, don't worry, I read a book for an hour every day!" ”
Zhao Yuanming frowned: "How can you just read books." I write an article every day and send it to me every five days. ”
Xu Jing complained bitterly: "Write one article a day, where can I write it, it's almost the same to write one article in five days." ”
Zhao Yuanming was angry when he saw his lazy appearance, and glared at him: "One article in three days." If you are lazy, don't call me master in the future. ”
After a pause, he said lightly: "The prince can't write an article, so he can ask Yue'er to give some pointers." ”
Xu Jing's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to rush forward and hug his master and kiss him: "Yes, yes, yes, I will listen to my master." ”
"Shizi is also fifteen years old this year, he is an adult, so he should be more stable." Zhao Fuzi put on a straight face again to train people. Turning his face, he smiled at Murong Shen and said, "My disciple is not a good person, so I always want my master to supervise and remind me from time to time, so that Captain Murong will laugh." ”
Murong Shen: "......"
Zhao Yuanming's hand is "close and sparse", which is much more powerful than Xu Jing who jumps up and down.
Murong Shen only felt that he had been hit by an arrow deep in his chest, and he smiled gently and politely at Zhao Yuanming, but he couldn't show any temper, so he had to say goodbye.
After sending the two eyes away, Zhao Yuanming stepped into the house.
Zhao Xiyan has been hiding in the shadows, and he didn't show up until this moment: "Dad, you're back." ”
Zhao Yuanming smiled and hummed, his eyes swept over his daughter's beautiful face, and his heart was both proud and sour.
His daughter, who was carefully raised, was beautiful, intelligent, and brave, and unparalleled in the world. The stinky boys outside, one by one, are like thieves, staring fiercely.
……
(End of chapter)