I only want GDP Section 245
Seeing that the back collar was grabbed, he struggled on the spot to try to escape, but in fact quietly untied his belt and moved up and down, and when he noticed that Yan Wang's hand was so loose, he immediately shrank his neck downward, and the golden cicada broke off its shell and quickly got out.
When he looked at it again, his nephew had run out a few meters away, leaving a coat in his hand fluttering in the breeze, and King Yan himself was messy in the wind.
Princess Jin laughed so hard that her stomach hurt, Princess Zhou couldn't help laughing, and the princess pursed her mouth to apologize for her son: "This child is too skinny......"
King Yan waved his hand stiffly: "It's okay, let's be adults, we don't have to worry about children." β
He was so depressed that he had no choice but to turn the game around, and he had just dozed off and was sent a pillow the next day.
King Yan and his wife have worked hard for the past two days, and naturally they have made great achievements, and they can only let the East Palace enter and exit the Qianqing Palace in Surili, and at this time King Yan has also become a frequent visitor.
Before noon that day, he sent the official document to his father, as usual, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the chief attendant holding a dust whisk and scolding a young waiter.
Look further on the ground, good fellow, Daddy's favorite jade paperweight has fallen apart.
King Yan couldn't bear it, so he paced closer: "Why are you so careless?" β
When the chief chamberlain saw him coming, he hurriedly bowed down and said, "Isn't it?" This little cub is hairy, and it is actually broken, but fortunately, it is not the emperor's favorite one, but an imitation sent by the Shanggong Bureau......"
King Yan's brows moved slightly: "Huh? Imitations? β
The chief waiter: "Yes, otherwise where can this little cub live?" β
King Yan looked down at the jade paperweight on the ground again, but he didn't notice any difference from the one that his father was used to: "I look very similar." β
The chief of the chamberlain: "If it's not like it, how dare the Shanggong Bureau send it over?" β
And because he was familiar with King Yan, he said a few more words: "This thing is exquisite, the carving is meticulous, but it is fragile." The emperor really liked it, so he ordered the Shang Palace Bureau to imitate a few pieces to reward the kings, and the Shang Palace Bureau just sent a sample over, so that the little cub was smashed by mistake, fortunately, the emperor had seen it, otherwise ......"
King Yan's mind moved slightly, and he gestured to him with the fragments on the ground: "You two know about this?" β
The chief attendant was slightly stunned.
King Yan already knew the answer, bent down to put away the remains of the jade paperweight, and patted the little chamberlain on the shoulder: "Come on, this king will take care of this matter for you, and then be careful, next time it will not be so good!" β
After speaking, he entered the Qianqing Palace with his hands behind his back.
As the eldest son of the East Palace and the eldest grandson of the Emperor of the Heavenly Family, Ying Ge'er also had a seat in the Qianqing Palace, and because King Yan had recently lived in the palace with the kings and often traveled back and forth in the Qianqing Palace, he also got a bed for a lunch break.
At that time, it was already close to lunch, and King Yan expected that his father would definitely keep the meal, and he followed the policy specified by his mother, followed by a nap......
He saw the right moment and quietly stuffed the torn jade paperweight under his eldest nephew's mattress.
In order to scare him, he also stole a thin book that his eldest nephew often reads and clamped it up, creating the illusion that he was fascinated by reading for a while, and did not even take him to the bed, and then crushed it by mistake.
Ying Ge'er didn't notice it.
With a sense of pride that his plan had succeeded, King Yan lay down on his own floor, but his eyes were fixed on Brother Ying'er in the adjacent small hall.
Why hasn't he slept yet?
Why don't you sleep yet?
Still not sleeping?
Don't sleep?
Sleep zzzzzz......
King Yan didn't wait for his eldest nephew to fall asleep, the biological clock he had cultivated recently had a role, and the eldest nephew was so fragrant at this age, he was still working overtime and staying up late!
His eyelids trembled sleepily a few times, and he fell asleep.
Zhu Di saw that the fourth uncle had fallen asleep, so he took out the thin book hidden under his mattress, glanced at the things in his eyes, tiptoed out of bed, lifted the teapot, and walked slowly towards King Yan......
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Yan Wang woke up from sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he suddenly noticed that it was not good.
Broken!
How did you fall asleep?!
Did Brother Ying find out that the jade paperweight was broken?
He propped his elbows on the bed and sat upβ
At this moment, he heard a crisp "click" sound coming from under him.
Yan Wang: "......"
Yan Wang: "............
What b-moves.
Immediately pull the quilt and cover yourself tightly.
Chapter 169
At this moment, the computing speed of Yan Wang's brain reached its peak.
What was that sound just now?
Something seems to have been crushed ?
Nima wouldn't be-
A guess came to him in his heart, and he saw that the eldest nephew over there bounced up from the collapse like a corpse, but without saying a word, he went straight to his side, and there was a seemingly close, but actually treacherous smile on his face: "Ah, what a coincidence! β
"Fourth uncle, are you awake too?"
Yan Wang: "......"
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Without saying a word, his mind turned quickly, and he quickly calculated - what was it that was holding him down?
The torn piece of jade paperweight that he had secretly hidden under his futon?
When did this kid move here?
Wait a minute.
If that's the case, there's nothing terrible about it!
After all, he knows that the jade paperweight is fake!
That is, Brother Ying didn't know, so he felt that he had taken his handle.
When King Yan thought of this, his heart suddenly relaxed, his eyebrows relaxed, and he sat up slowly and said, "Yes, what a coincidence, Brother Ying'er, are you awake too?" β
"yes, yes, I don't know how the people down there do things to burn the earth dragon so hot."
Zhu Di echoed him, while complaining softly, fanning the wind with the thin book in his hand.
With that's how it moved, a few pieces of broken jade fell out of the pages.
He seemed to be stunned, and subconsciously took a few steps back: "What is this?!" Looks like a piece of jade? The fourth uncle is well-informed, do you want to come and take a look? β
Yan Wang: "......"
Ahh
Slowly lay back again.
Pull up the quilt and cover yourself tightly.
The broken jade I prepared is still with him, so what is the thing that I crushed at this time?
Nima, the eldest nephew can't get the real thing, right?!
When King Yan thought of this, he was shocked and sweated, I don't know if it was an illusion, and even there was some dampness under his body.
After thinking about it again, it didn't seem quite rightβhow did this kid know that he was going to tease him with a jade paperweight?
How dare he touch the old man's tiger whiskers?
King Yan thought about it like this, but he didn't dare to draw conclusions for a while, and people were trapped in bed as if they had been cursed, and they were in a dilemma.
Zhu Di came over at this moment, and said with hypocritical concern: "Isn't the fourth uncle still up?" The people in the palace in the side hall think that the tea has already been dried, and the nephew is going to drink it with you? β
Yan Wang: "......"
King Yan is like sitting on pins and needles, walking on thin ice, and approaching the abyss: "I still want to lie down for a while, you go first." β
The concern on Zhu Di's face became stronger: "Fourth uncle, are you okay?" I don't think you look good? Do you want to send someone to ask a doctor to take a look? β
King Yan was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the collapse: "No need! I'm fine, I'm fine, Brother Ying, you can go, I'll come later. β
Zhu Di laughed twice, not only did he not leave, but sat on the edge of his bed: "I see that the fourth uncle's face is red, it doesn't look like he's fine!" β
He tentatively reached out to pull the quilt that King Yan had covered with on his body.
King Yan violently regained the corner of the futon, gritted his teeth and said, "Little rabbit, what do you want?!" β
Zhu Di leaned forward a little and said with bad intentions: "This matter is difficult to say, simple but simple, the fourth uncle only needs to say to me, 'I lost'." β
When King Yan heard him say this, he knew that today's incident must have been deliberately designed by this little rabbit cub, and he really hated it for a while.
The men of the Huangfu family will never admit defeat!
King Yan grabbed the futon stiffly, and stared at the eldest nephew in front of him with his neck stalked, like a rooster in a fight, and his whole body was vigilant.
Zhu Di didn't have a hard time with him at all, and when he saw this, he immediately pulled his neck and began to shake people: "Dad? Father?! Come and see, the fourth uncle can't get up from the bed, is he sick? Father?! β
Yan Wang: "......"
King Yan subconsciously wanted to stop him, but that kid was a ghost, and he was far away, and if he wanted to catch him, he had to get up.
Once you get up, you can't hide what is underneath you!
King Yan's face was red, but he was stunned that there was nothing he could do, and what was even more terrifying was that he really recruited the prince!
The prince had just woken up from a nap, and when he heard the movement, he came to take a look, and saw his younger brother lying on the floor, his face distorted, and he looked like he was struggling to get up but could not do anything.
The prince was shocked: "What's the matter, what is this?" "I'm going to send someone to the imperial doctor soon.
King Yan grabbed his brother's sleeve: "Don't! Big brother, I'm fine! β
The prince glanced at his son suspiciously.
Zhu Di's face was full of innocence.