MTL - Lord Seventh-Chapter 56 Zhijun Xujun

Chapter 56—Knowing King Xu Jun

As soon as Wuxi said this, in fact her heart also jumped. No matter how much he wouldn't care about a small thing like Jiang Xue who was only four years old and men and women were unclear, this was meant for Jing Qi and the Prince.

I received a letter from the big wizard a few days ago, and the big wizard is also very old. I miss him very much. With the intention of entrusting Nanjiang to him, it has been almost nine years since I came to the capital. Considering the big wizard At the age of age, the agreement between Nanjiang and Daqing was that the witch boy had been a proton for ten years. Now he is very good at kung fu, he reads the book in general, but he can still pass it.

So he was not afraid of Helian.

Jing Qi taught him that a person like Helianthu would not be able to do anything to threaten the security of his home country, and could not risk the war in Daqing and southern Xinjiang again, to offend the sole heir in the Three Thousand Miles of Sinister Land.

He was just worried about Jing Qi's reaction.

Wuxi knew that in such a situation, he said such words in a blatant manner, persecuted the other party. He was unwilling to do so, but he would not have much time in Daqing. If it was not a last resort, he would never force Jingqi with such a semi-strong attitude.

Although he seems to follow the flow, he seems to be very satisfied with everything and everyone. He nods and says yes when others say something, but pretends to play Tai Chi like he is unwilling, but Wuxi just has an intuition-ca n’t touch it. This man's bottom line, he didn't know where Jing Qi's bottom line was, but he was disturbed first.

Because you care, you have to lose.

Compared to Helianji, who was startled, Jing Qi seemed to have no hesitation in blinking. He pulled his arm off like a joke, patted it, and laughed casually: "Do n’t talk to others. Girl, Master Jiang cannot find you. "

When he finished speaking, he bent down and hugged Jiang Xue again. He took a piece of silk from Xiao Xiao, who was serving, and picked up a piece of snack to feed her. He said, "Don't listen to your big brother talking nonsense, little The girl's family, married with a daughter-in-law and a daughter-in-law, will not marry in the future? "

When he just said that he wanted to recognize his wife as a maid, Wuxi on the side turned into a "big brother". He Lianchi lowered his eyes, raised the tea cup calmly, and didn't talk.

The expression of Wuxi's eloquence was that Helianchi saw the score was clear, and his heart was awkward, but after all, it was hidden and unsettled. When he saw Jing Qi's unintentional or intentional performance, he became more stable. He knew the agreement between Nanjiang and Daqing, and knew that the witch would go back in another year, and secretly sneered—this South barbarian still had the idea of ​​Beiyuan, and it had the moon in the water. What's the difference?

Originally, Helianchi had the most headache for Jing Qi during those three days, and he occasionally scrambled around, but he was somewhat proud. He thought that this man should be born in the rich and precious town, and look at the world. In addition to these thirty miles of the moon-viewing river, among the thousands of red dust, which one can feed him?

Nan Manzi is really Nan Manzi, dreaming is so out of bounds.

Wuxi couldn't see any expression on his face. He always said nothing, even his expression was used to calmness, but he silently reached out and pushed his arm away where Jing Qi pushed away his arm. Sit back to the original place, watching Jing Qi and Jiang Xue have fun, listening to Helianji occasionally fun.

It seems to be a stubborn, unspoken dummy.

He was nervous, but in the end underestimated the ability of Jingqi around the bend-Nanning Wang's bottom line is not allowed to touch, but he also has the ability to not let people touch.

Until the sun was sinking in the west, Zhou Zishu was with a somber face. He brought Liang Jiuxiao and personally took Jiang Xue back to Jiang's house. Liang Jiuxiao pulled his head and looked like an eggplant with frost. He was aggrieved behind Zhou Zishu. Curled his eyes. Jiang Xue was tired of playing and was unwilling to walk. He lay in Zhou Zishu's arms, lay on his shoulders, and frowned at Liang Jiuxiao.

Helien also followed.

Jing Qi sent away a group of people and waited, and then returned to the yard, but saw that Wuxi stood upright and looked at him constantly.

At the beginning, Jing Qi only felt that his arm was sorely pressed by Jiang Xue's fat little girl. When he saw Wuxi, he even hurt his head, and it was quite a show that he met the soldier's hesitation.

Lord Wang is used to it, and I always feel that there are some words in the world that are so meaning. Just click on it. Although everyone knows in the heart, you should n’t say it. If you keep the words, you can enter and retreat. Here it is.

He was a bit frustrated, and felt that for so many years, teaching this living donkey was all about playing the piano for cattle.

Before he could speak, Wuxi said, "I'm not good enough. You can say anything, you can do it for me."

He practiced martial arts all the year round, with a long body, wide shoulders and a narrow waist. He looked very good, and his facial features also grew longer. His facial features seemed deeper and younger. It looks like a very handsome young man.

Jing Qi leaned under the willow tree at the gate of the courtyard, clasped his hands on his chest, and shook his head when he heard it.

Wuxi took a step forward and said eagerly: "You can tell the truth, I can change anything ... or do you hate me?"

Jing Qi shook his head silently.

Wuxi asked, "Why don't you want me?"

Jing Qi froze a bit, and downplayed the authenticity: "Since Pangu opened up the world, the three emperors and the five emperors descended, male farming and female weaving, and yin and yang reconciliation, it's heaven and human relations. I have told you so much. Are all of them frustrated?

He glanced down slightly, his eyes narrowed, his jaw slightly sharpened, and his expression looked a bit cold.

Wuxi said: "Don't perfuse me, you said to the emperor that you like men ..."

"Me?" Jing Qi raised an eyebrow, and Pi Xiaochu said without a smile. "In my life, I have to live by absurdity, not to mention just being a man, I just told the emperor that I like cats and dogs, He wants to have a lifetime with a beast, and he is happy-are you the same person as me? "

After waiting for Wuxi to say a word, he turned his sleeves and said, "I only learned a little, I have taught for so long, and I haven't taught anything, and the witches don't have to come again. Please be smart."

Wuxi, however, took a few steps forward to hold her, and did not dare to touch him. He dared to gently pinch his wide robe sleeve with the tip of his finger, trying hard to bear it, and wanted to make his expression not so heavy. Feelings / colors, he worked hard for a long time, patronizing his face, but his heart was blank and he couldn't say a word.

After a short while, a few words came out of his throat, and he said, "You ... don't get angry."

Jing Qi looked at him without a smile, Wuxi said lowly: "Don't be angry, I'm not like this, you ... don't miss me ..."

He panicked, lest the other party's ruthless words hit him, and he would never lose sight of it, feeling that he had never been so uncomfortable and regretted in his heart.

The first moment of throbbing when I was a teenager, the years when I was so desperate for it when I was a teenager, the soft heartstring was pinched by someone in my hand, and I flicked it a little.

And over the years, the heart is like a cocoon, and it has not exhausted the soul-like affection like that.

It is intended to be drunk and drunk, and to be a song of wine, Qiang Le is still tasteless.

The belt gradually widened and eventually did not regret it. His expression suddenly evoked the old memories that Jing Qi had buried in his heart for more than seven years, remembering his thirty-two years of heart-wrenching life, hundreds of years of obsession waiting for bridgeheads. How deep-hearted and exhausting, no one in the world understands it better than him, Jing Qi sighed lowly: "Wuxi, don't do this, why is it so hard?"

Three hundred years ago, Zhou Zishu was also frowning in the middle of the night and said to himself, "Beijing, why are you doing this?"

The taste is unclear, the onlookers are unclear, and there is no place to live on earth, which is not humane.

Three hundred years ago, I suddenly overlapped with the people before me three hundred years later, and Jing Qi blurted out almost uncontrollably: "If ... if I could live to the day when you returned to South Xinjiang, if the world was peaceful at that time The weather is smooth, and if I can leave the capital alive, I will go to you for a few years to live there. "

Wuxi opened his eyes wide and looked at him sternly, as if he understood every word, but he didn't know what it meant. After a while, he trembled: "You ... you this is ... you this Promise me ... "

He just felt like a heart was about to fly out of his heart, pinching Jing Qi's sleeves.

Jing Qi smiled bitterly: "One day, I must speak."

At such a time when the world is peaceful and smooth, he left the capital alive and retired successfully-this is the only thing he has planned here for ten years, and he is not the only one who fails to do so. What an easy life?

But I couldn't bear to see him think so, and he didn't want to lie to him.

But Wuxi happily forgot who he was. He left the palace that day, and he floated out almost untouched.

I do n’t know if it ’s getting hot, and Helianpei ’s disease suddenly improved, but he finally got over and slowly healed. After another month, not only his face became rosy, his medicine stopped, but he was still ill. The dog looks up.

This time, everyone's impetuous heart was put back in their stomachs, but He Lianzhao, who was most looking forward to seeing the Emperor, couldn't fight for a few days. He just felt that his father didn't know each other, and he didn't die. Hope was lost, and no one seemed to be pleasing to the eye. Even Xinna's favorite little sister-in-law told him to seize the opportunity, fired a fire, and scared the fetus that had flowed out for a month or two, and he felt more unlucky. .

He Lianpei was alive again, feeling Tianyou himself, quite proud, and remembering what had not ended before the illness. When he saw Jiang Zheng in the chapel, he was displeased, so he found a mistake and deprecated Jiang Zheng. Jing, called him to be a small official like sesame mung bean in a small border town near the southern part of Xinjiang. It is because of his grace that he worked so hard for so many years.

The climate in that place was the most cloudy. Jiang Zheng was already in his fifties, and he was frightened and his body was getting worse. This road is so cold and wild, it is estimated that before he can reach it, he is called He kicked his legs, and the emperor told him to change his life and assigned him to his family.

Jiang Zheng couldn't, but he had to give thanks.

Others don't think so, but Liang Jiuxiao feels very uncomfortable. He likes Jiang Xue's quirky little girl. He also knows that not only himself, but also the little prince, the elder brother, and even His Royal Highness, all like this little girl.

Wang Ye also teased and said that watching her bouncing in the yard, she was a little happy with a fat girl and a fat girl. Whoever has such a baby really does not change for Jinshan. But this fat girl is going to follow his father so far away from the capital, where can there be a short noodle man with crispy toffee cake?

Then don't you lose your weight?

The day before Jiang Zheng left the capital, Liang Jiuxiao came to the palace. He came in with a scratchy head. Jing Qi was a little surprised. When he didn't expect him, he asked with a smile: "What kind of wind blows you again coming?"

Liang Jiuxiao sat down with a sigh, "Master Wang, I feel bad."

Jing Qi paused for a while and said, "No one knows the circumstances of life. The emperor is already very gracious, and there is no endless feast in the world. Maybe it is still the blessed land of Lord Jiang."

Liang Jiuxiao nodded: "Wang Ye is right, but I feel uncomfortable."

Jing Qi couldn't say anything, so he sat with him for a while.

It took a long time for Liang Jiuxiao to cheer up and laugh: "My brother said that Wang Yexin got a few good jars of fine wine. He was too busy to get away and asked me to try it for him. I don't know ... hehe. "

Jing Qi was a stunner, some did not understand Zhou Zishu's meaning.

Hearing Liang Jiuxiao explained: "Oh, I know that although Lord Wang is generous, he always pays close attention to good wine. Do n’t worry, I do n’t drink you much. Minger has to see Jiang Xiao off. Promise Xiaoxue, reward me. A few cups to try something new, it also counts me to go back and have a clear excuse for my brother ... "

Jing Qi heard this and understood, suddenly a heart sank, he smiled reluctantly, holding the paw in his arms and said, "Then you have to wait, you two don't share the sky, and you will meet me. If you can't catch it, you have to make you better-I'll send this to the witch boy first. "

After speaking, stand up and go out.

Liang Jiuxiao still "sniffed" heartlessly: "This witch boy's shelf is too big. This trivial matter must be run by Lord Wang ..."

Before he could finish speaking, the sable who had been honestly confined in Jing Qi's arms squinted his teeth, scaring him into a hurry.

Jing Qi didn't stop.