there is a king in the palace

After the king left, Kong Jing realized that he didn't even show a smile while staying in this big day.

However, the original shape of the people is good, and they are good-looking when they become people, and those who are mourning are rare.

Kong Jing stroked his white eyebrows, and planned to go into the house to pack up his things, and finally left this place.

Before he could enter the door, someone called him from behind.

"Master Kong Jing."

Kong Jing turned around, it was Zhang Su and the emperor.

It was the first time he saw the emperor, he was a little nervous, but he still put on the air of a master, put his hands together, bent slightly towards Zhao Xianao, "Amitabha, the poor monk Kongjing has seen the emperor."

"Have you ever seen the Beastmaster?"

"The poor monk just saw him pass by the door and went forward. I'm afraid he walked away from the emperor by walking along the path."

Zhao Xianao heaved a sigh of relief, and glanced at the yard. The muddy water from the remnant snow had already frozen into ice, and the ground was covered with the frozen footprints of the king, and there was a set of gray monk robes on the stone chair in the yard. other.

Kong Jing noticed his gaze, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was always cautious, and stuffed the king's torn tiger shirt and tiger shoes into the stove, burning them clean.

Zhao Xianao didn't see anything special about this old monk and the courtyard, and wondered why the king would often come here to play, "Let's go."

On the way back, the king met a lot of people, and everyone who saw him would say, "Beast king, the emperor is looking for you in a hurry, go back quickly."

At this time, the Qingxiu Temple is still so active, everyone is wandering around with torches, the dog emperor must be dying of anxiety.

The king ran wildly all the way, leaving Zhao Xianao far behind.

When he arrived at the courtyard, King Duan was here. He saw that the king still had a face of ice, probably because there was no one around Zhao Xianao, and he mocked him in a strange way, "I'm used to trying to be cute, but I'm really not familiar with it. "

The king is very hungry now, and after running so far, the eyes looking at King Duan are all green, and he looks like he is gluttonous.

Duan Wang, who has always been calm, couldn't help taking a step back, "You, why are you looking at me like that?"

The king stared at him, raised his paw and took a step forward. When he stepped forward, Zhao Xianyong backed away. After a while, he retreated to the gate. The atmosphere was very tense, as if the next second, the king would pounce on Zhao Xianyong fiercely Come down with a piece of meat.

Zhao Xianyong was also fighting the beast that day, but the king's well-behaved appearance for the past two days almost made him forget that this is a beast that defeated the lion of the Northern Kingdom with one blow.

Suddenly hearing the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, Zhao Xianyong didn't wait to turn his head, and saw the fat tiger sitting down on the ground, touching its milky white belly with its two paws, turning around twice, like a little milk tiger It seemed to be humming and chirping at them.

The appearance of this tiger with green eyes and wanting to eat people just now was completely his hallucination.

Zhao Xianao looked at this scene, and the anger accumulated in his chest dissipated. He said helplessly, "Li Qiushi, go and get some food for the beast king."

Shahu, after playing all day, he must be starving.

The king was very happy when he heard that he was able to eat, and ran to Zhao Xianao to rub against him, but Zhao Xianao ignored him, turned to Zhao Xianyong and said, "What is Duan Wang doing here?"

"The younger brother came to discuss with the emperor about returning to the palace tomorrow morning."

"Everything is simple, it's getting late, you go back first."

A few words sent King Duan away, and when he left, Zhao Xianao grabbed the king's face and dragged him into the room, "Tell me, where did you go today?"

The king was in pain from being pinched by him, and secretly scolded him in his heart.The dog emperor is really ruthless.

"I just wandered around and fell asleep in a small Buddhist hall. When I woke up, it would be dark." After the king finished speaking, he leaned over meanly, "I know I was wrong, don't be angry, your majesty! angry~"

Calling the emperor at such a time must have lied, "Where are the clothes?"

"Hmm... I accidentally scraped it off a branch..."

Also lied, the shoes will fall off after the clothes are ripped off.

Zhao Xianao hated being cheated the most, and wanted to teach him a lesson, but raised his hand, but couldn't bear it.

The little fat tiger looked at him pitifully with those green eyes, and his heart softened.

"Okay, let me tell you, it's not an example."

"Okay, okay, I promise there will be no next time." Afraid that his expression would not be sincere, the king swore, "If there is a next time, I will not eat for three days!"

How could Zhao Xianao be fooled by his cleverness, "Don't, you still have to eat, just fast for three days."

From now on, the four words of fasting for three days have become an invisible knife hanging around the king's neck, which is more terrifying than a real knife.

At daybreak, when it was time to return to the palace, the king was undoubtedly the most excited one. He didn't eat the last breakfast prepared in the temple, and waited with his stomach full for the return to Tiger Pavilion to feast on.

As for Lao Kongjing, he had forgotten about it at first, but on the way back, he saw a turtle on the side of the road through the window of the carriage, and the more he looked at it, the more he thought it looked like Kong Jing.

"Ouch-"

As soon as the king called, the old tortoise looked up at him, and slowly crawled this way.

It really is.

The king slammed on the carriage door, and he was not in a hurry on the way back. The Beastmaster's carriage was still at the end, so Zhang Su asked the driver to stop the carriage slowly, and opened the door again.

As soon as the king jumped out of the carriage, he ran towards Kong Jing, "Why are you here?"

"I remembered something, and I'm here to wait for you."

"You said."

"Remember, remember, you must be pure-hearted and ascetic, and don't let yourself be too hot... Do you understand?"

What the old tortoise said was nonsense, and the king didn't quite understand it, but he was about to leave. It didn't matter if his carriage stopped, but the carriages of the emperor and king Duan also stopped, and the people from the Ministry of Rites had already started to urge Zhang Su, for fear of missing the time to return to the palace.

"Okay, I see, then I'm leaving."

Lao Kongjing looked at the king jumping into the carriage, and the long motorcade was turning its wheels in unison. He couldn't help feeling that the Baihu clan and their Zhao clan were really destined.

Back in the palace, Zhao Xianao rushed to court, the king rushed to eat meat, no one paid any attention to the other, they parted ways after getting off the carriage.

As soon as the king approached the Tiger Pavilion, a strong smell of meat came to his nostrils, and the king could be said to be drooling as he walked in.

"Slave see Beastmaster!"

The king no longer cared about these people, and ran to the small kitchen in a hurry, but was stopped by Pan Qi, "The king of beasts waits in the room, and I will bring it to you right away. It is not appropriate to eat in the small kitchen."

Ok.

Pan Qi seldom speaks, but when she speaks, the king always thinks it makes sense.

The king ate this meal very well. He ate two large pots of meat and a pot of minced meat porridge in one sitting. His stomach was so round that he couldn't even move.

After eating and drinking enough, Pan Qi discussed softly again, "Can the Beastmaster take a bath, I haven't washed in Qingxiu Temple for three days."

Digestion is also quite good, the king readily agreed, and followed Pan Qi into the bathroom.

Usually, when taking a bath, you just rinse and brush your hair, but today is a big wash, and several people are busy. Of course, Pan Qi and Zhang Su are the ones who wait on her.

The king was soaking comfortably in the warm water, and Pan Qi and Zhang Su brushed his hair from left to right. At first, the king enjoyed it very much, but for some reason, he thought it was weird.

Pan Qi said, "Don't mess around."

Zhang Su smiled and said, "What's wrong with touching, it's not like I haven't done anything more intimate."

Pan Qi became angry from embarrassment, "Shut up."

Zhang Su was a little aggrieved, "That night at Qingqiu Temple, you didn't have this attitude."

Pan Qi hit the water hard, and the splashed water fell on Zhang Su's body, "Still talking."

"Okay, okay, don't say anything."

"Don't touch my hand."

The king stood in the water to let them brush his back, so he couldn't see what happened on his back, but Pan Qi's face was flushed from this side of his head.

The king forgot to ask last time why people's faces would change color even if they were not exposed to the sun, this time he kept it in his mind, and in the afternoon he told Zhao Xianao about his doubts in the imperial study.

After hearing this, Zhao Xianao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "You mean, Pan Qi blushed at Zhang Su?"

The king didn't understand what he was laughing at, he raised his head and stared at Zhao Xianao who was sitting behind the desk, "I'm angry."

Then she turned her head and said coquettishly, "I'm leaving."

Zhao Xianao was amused by him again, "Come back, tell you, don't you want to hear it?"

In the huge palace, except for Zhao Xianao, the king can chat with Bai Xue, and he doesn't like Bai Xue's gadgets, so he didn't plan to leave at all. When Zhao Xianao said it, he came back immediately, "Then tell me. "

It's really hard to explain.

Zhao Xianao thought about it, organized his words, and wanted to explain the situation to the king simply, "It's human nature to blush when you meet someone you like. Pan Qi likes Zhang Su."

like?

Although the king didn't understand the meaning of liking, he knew clearly that it was definitely not like the kind of liking he likes silly rabbits.

Afraid of appearing too ignorant, the king did not continue to ask.

Zhao Xianao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that the king would ask the bottom line, how could he explain to a tiger then.

Looking at the king, Zhao Xianao casually picked up the letter from the secret guard and opened it in front of the king.

It details the number of times all the villages near Lianhua County and hunters have seen the king near Hutou Mountain in the past 50 years. A 70-year-old long-lived man said that he had seen a king on Hutou Mountain in his prime and twilight years. Tiger, and the appearance and shape of this tiger are almost the same, it is very likely to be the same tiger. There is also a legend in the nearby village that there is a tiger demon on this mountain, but this tiger demon does not hurt people, but occasionally goes down the mountain in winter to steal some poultry to eat .

In other words, after investigation, the king's age is preliminarily estimated to be around 50 years old.

Heh, this 50-year-old life is really in vain.

Knowing that the king is not a spy from another country, Zhao Xianao was completely relieved.

He is the king of a country, even if he likes the king, he has to be cautious.

"Yuan Huan, come here."

The king was taken aback.

What's the matter, isn't he usually not allowed to go to the desk?

"Come on, I'll teach you how to read."

Good at reading!

The king's eagerness to learn is indeed worthy of imitation by the students all over the world. He leaned over, resting his paws on the desk, tilting his head to look at the table of memorials, pens, inks, papers and inkstones, feeling novel.

Zhao Xianao picked up the brush and wrote three big characters on the rice paper. The strokes were vigorous and free, piercing through the back of the paper, quite imposing. Your Majesty didn't recognize the flamboyant characters, but he still thought they were beautiful.

The king looked at Zhao Xianao with admiration, and the illiterate looked at the number one scholar.

"How do you read this?"

"Zhao, Xian, Ao."

"Zhao Xianao..."

This was the first time someone called him by his first and last name. For some reason, Zhao Xian'ao's heart trembled and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

In order to hide his unease, he took a pen and wrote Wang Yuanhuan below.

This great king knows that one word is on the top of his head, and two words hang around his neck every day.

"Wang Yuanhuan~"

Zhao Xianao smiled and rubbed his head, Xiao Panghu liked the name.