I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Uncle Huo was startled, and said, "Since you know, you don't have any opinion?"

Ji Qinglin laughed and said, "What can I think? It's not up to me to judge the love and hatred of the previous generation's love and hatred? If I insist on saying it, I can only say that I am grateful to the Queen Mother for abandoning my father so that my father can meet him." My mother, I was born later, otherwise I would not exist?"

Uncle Huo was at a loss for words for a moment, but he didn't answer.

At this moment, the waiter knocked on the door and brought up all the cooked meals.

Ji Qinglin thanked him with a smile, took the bowl and chopsticks, and handed a pair to Uncle Huo. After the waiter turned around and closed the door behind him, he looked at Uncle Huo and said, "But Uncle Huo, you didn't bring me here to tell me why the Queen Mother cooperates." Did you bring me, a big man, into the palace? You've been talking for a long time and you haven't mentioned the main point."

Uncle Huo was startled, as if he had seriously recalled it, and then said, "Why didn't I say anything?"

Ji Qinglin said, "When did you say that?"

Uncle Huo said bluntly: "The first emperor ascended to the throne when his mother was young, and became a broken sleeve. Today, the young queen who ascended the throne is also in power, so naturally he is also a broken sleeve."

Ji Qinglin paused for a moment with the hand that was holding a piece of meat, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, trying to resist the urge to throw the chopsticks at Uncle Huo's face.

After a while, Ji Qinglin withdrew his arm, stuffed the meat of the chopsticks into his mouth, and said, "So what Uncle Huo and the Queen Mother said is not only that I admire the emperor, but also that I am also a broken sleeve, right? ?”

Uncle Huo didn't answer, but it was obviously the default.

Ji Qinglin thought it was funny, this queen mother is really powerful, she went out of her way to give her son a man in defiance of the world, in order to deceive others, she simply made up a cover of "Master Ji enters the house to hide women" and called Ji Qinglin a girl.

For the sake of being a mother, it is probably unprecedented for her to do this. It is just that she, who has been tortured by the "broken sleeve" for more than ten years, should face her own son who has also become a broken sleeve. What kind of mood?Do you feel that this is a joke used by God to humiliate her?

Thinking of this, Ji Qinglin shook his head helplessly and smiled, feeling that there are too many coincidences in fate.

Huo Shuben was prepared for Ji Qinglin's resentment, but he didn't expect him to behave so calmly, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, he couldn't help being a little strange, and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Ji Qinglin looked up at him, and smiled nonchalantly: "What's the use of being angry? Anyway, the matter has come to an end, so I can't beat you up, can I? What's more, you are so skilled, I can't beat you even if I want to."

Looking at his disapproving expression, Uncle Huo felt even more puzzled, but what he didn't know was that when he heard that Uncle Huo's move was "entrusted by others", Ji Qinglin had already had other plans .

He wants to know who entrusted him with it, and what that person wants to do, and the best way to find the answer is to follow the trend. If you want me to enter the palace, I will enter. It depends on what you want to do, and how Dealing with the emperor with broken sleeves, he already had some calculations in his mind.

Speaking of it, it was nothing more than soldiers coming to cover up the water and earth. For Ji Qinglin, a casual person, it really wasn't a big deal worth caring about.

After dinner, the two of them left the restaurant. It was dark at this time, Ji Qinglin sat in the rickety carriage, and soon fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up, the carriage had already arrived outside the gate of the mansion. It was midnight, but the mansion was brightly lit, and the rustling whispers reached Ji Qinglin's ears.

"Oh my god! Our young master is a woman!?"

"Isn't it? Entering the palace in three days? Isn't the emperor too impatient?"

"Hey, hey, stop talking, the young master seems to be back!"

"What kind of son are you still calling him! It's time to call him Miss, you idiot!"

……

You don't need to ask, you know, the palace has already sent someone to send orders.

Ji Qinglin yawned and got out of the car. When everyone in the mansion saw him in a skirt, they all stood there with their mouths wide open and fell silent.

Ji Qinglin grinned, yawned again, and waved his hand: "Go to sleep, see you tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, he walked into his own room without looking back, leaving everyone behind him stunned in place.

"Grand...Miss is really lenient..."

"I think [-]% of them have been frightened and stupid..."

……

On the evening of the second day, Ji Qinglin was almost taken aback by howling ghosts and howling wolves like a funeral. He didn't even need to look to know that the master and madam had returned.

Mrs. Ji was quite calm, she just wept silently, but Master Ji ran into Ji Qing's room crying and shouting, and hugged him in his arms: "Lin'er! Daddy is sorry for you!"

Ji Qinglin was so strangled that he was almost out of breath, his face was flushed red, he pushed him away from him with great difficulty, coughed while covering his neck and said hoarsely: "Father... I am entering the harem, not the imperial tomb. "

Master Ji wiped his face, and the corners of his mouth turned down as if they were about to fall off: "What's the difference?"

"..." Ji Qinglin blinked, "Is there no difference?"

Mrs. Ji stood aside, her eyes dim with tears, and the pear blossoms were raining.

Master Ji lowered his head and sat down by the case, clutching his forehead and said bitterly: "I have worked so hard to hide you for more than ten years, but I still can't get around this old woman! Back then, I couldn't think of my daughter, but now I think of such a bad idea." Three indiscriminate methods to deal with my son!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, he slapped the table sullenly and said, "No! We must not let her succeed!"

When Ji Qinglin heard it, he seemed to understand something.

It seems that Mr. Ji knew early on that the emperor was as stupid as the first emperor, and he was afraid that the queen mother would get his ideas, so he kept him hidden in the mansion and did not let him go out all day long.

Ji Qinglin leaned over and poured a cup of tea in front of Master Ji, sat opposite him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Master Ji raised his eyebrows and said: "She made up such a nonsense, thinking that the whole world is a fool? I am a good son, but can I still be called a daughter? I will call the people in Beijing early tomorrow morning to expose her in public. Bullshit!"

Ji Qinglin nodded: "How to dismantle it?"

Master Ji's eyes widened, and he said confidently: "Of course it proves that you are not a daughter!"

Ji Qinglin had an ominous premonition, swallowed and said, "How to prove it?"

Master Ji was also taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes slowly moved to Ji Qinglin's body, Ji Qinglin followed his gaze all the way down, and after a long pause, he slowly raised his head and said with a sneer: "Father, are you planning to let me off in public?" clothes?"

Master Ji blushed, coughed dryly and turned his head away: "This is a last resort."

The corners of Ji Qinglin's mouth twitched, he couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Father, I actually think it's not that forced..."

"Isn't this called a last resort!?" Master Ji slapped the table again and shouted, "If you don't prove your male status, do you really treat you as a daughter and send you to the palace to serve the emperor with broken sleeves!? My son, Do you know that starving to death is a small matter, but injustice is a major issue!"

Ji Qinglin clasped his painful ears, curled his lips and said, "Going to the palace to serve the emperor is just a disrespect for one person, wouldn't it be a disrespect for the whole city to undress in public? Sounds like it's even worse?"

Master Ji frowned, and seemed to think that what Ji Qinglin said made sense, after all, undressing in front of everyone to prove that he was a man... Thinking about it, it didn't seem like a particularly serious scene.

Master Ji lowered his head and went silent for a while, sighed heavily as if he had made up his mind: "Oh! Forget it, can't we hide if we can't be provoked?"

As he said that, he looked back at Mrs. Ji: "Hurry up and pack up, let's leave the city overnight!"

Before Mrs. Ji could answer, Ji Qinglin got anxious and hurriedly said, "Father, where can we go? Is there any king in the world? You should have known this when you planned to elope back then, right?"

"Running...?" Mrs. Ji raised her tearful eyes and looked at Master Ji.

When Master Ji saw it, his eyes widened immediately, and he waved his hands again and again, appearing very guilty: "Nonsense, nonsense, elopement, nothing!"

Mrs. Ji stared at him suspiciously for a moment, then continued to lower her head, her eyes dim with tears, and the pear blossoms were raining.

Only then did Master Ji heave a sigh of relief, he turned his face to Ji Qinglin, grinned and winked at Ji Qinglin's crooked nose, telling him to stop talking nonsense.

Ji Qinglin pretended not to see, stood up and pulled Mrs. Ji who had been standing and weeping to sit down, poured her a cup of tea, and said lightly: "Father, don't get excited, mother, don't cry, listen I'll say something."

Mrs. Ji raised her teary eyes when she heard the words, Master Ji quickly took out the handkerchief from his arms, and carefully wiped away his tears for Mrs. Ji: "Don't cry, don't cry..."

Ji Qinglin took a sip of tea, cleared his throat and said, "Actually, it's not the Empress Dowager's fault, it's because the baby hasn't told you all this time."

He put down the cup, took a deep breath and said seriously: "Then what, I'm actually a broken sleeve too."

Master Ji's hand stopped in the air, Mrs. Ji's tears came back into her eyes, and the two slowly turned their heads to look at Ji Qinglin.

Ji Qinglin smiled awkwardly: "Heh, heh, what a coincidence."

Master Ji swallowed his saliva, and Mrs. Ji blinked.

Ji Qinglin observed Master Ji's expression, silently praying that he would not collapse.

A friend from decades ago was robbed by a broken sleeve, and decades later, his son also became a broken sleeve, and he has to get together with another broken sleeve from his old rival and old friend, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a broken sleeve I have a bad relationship with him...

The three of them were silent together, and after a long while, Ji Qinglin shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, "Your elder... don't you want to say something?"

Mr. Ji and Mrs. Ji looked at each other, Mr. Ji withdrew his hand, Mrs. Ji wiped away tears, the two stood up from the desk, patted their buttocks, turned around and walked away hand in hand, and took them into the room with a "bang". Door.

Ji Qinglin was shocked by the sound and closed his eyes, and the ash that fell on the beam fell off one end.

After a while, he opened his eyes, blinked, smiled easily, lowered his head and used his fingers to push out the ashes that fell into the cup, wiped himself, and poured himself a new cup of tea.

Just as he picked up the teacup and was about to drink it, he heard a ghostly call from behind: "My lord..."