Lin Gongzi medicine jar

I had a drink yesterday, and since the hospital examination was over, today there is even more reason to stay up in bed. The maids knew about their young master's temperament, so they only came in later.

Lin Xi rubbed her forehead, she was still a little groggy, maybe she had slept too much or she still smelled of alcohol.

Tuan Yuanyuan secretly glanced at Lin Xi's face, only to let out a sigh of relief when she saw that everything was as usual.

Mr. Lin last night, it's better not to mention it.

"Hey, master, where did this hairpin come from?"

Surprised sounds made Lin Xi turn her head, and she saw a hairpin in her hand, which looked like gold and wood, with a dark brown color and a faint matt luster.

This was not Lin Xi's property, but it made his heart skip a beat.

"Where did you see it?"

Lin Xi lowered his eyelids, and took over the hairpins. The tentacles were warm and moist, like warm jade, a little heavy, with clear lines like auspicious clouds, and the pattern was not complicated. It looked like it was for men to wear crowns and tie their hair. crowned.

One end is polished round and soft, the other end is sharp like a sharp weapon. I don't know the material, but I see it is precious.

Tuantuan frowned, "It's just under your pillow, it looks strange, young master, I don't remember you having such a hairpin."

She is in charge of Lin Xi's precious ornaments, she knows everything about Lin Xi clearly, and she will never forget such a special hairpin, so she is quite puzzled.

However, Lin Xi was silent while holding the hairpin, but the arc of the corner of his mouth revealed his heart.

He muttered, "It really is a stinky hooligan."

The mood became extremely good for no reason, so he planned to bid farewell and return to the White Mansion. He hadn't checked the questions with Mr. Bai yet. Although the imperial examination was only the initial stage of the imperial examination, he was confident in his heart, but it's better to be safe in the end.

It's just that he got up late, and when it was noon, Mrs. Tai stayed for lunch before leaving.

At this time, the White Mansion in the west of the city.

Mr. Bai looked at the big apprentice sitting cross-legged expressionlessly, and couldn't help humming twice, "It's really a rare visitor. I haven't seen anyone in 80 years. Didn't he abandon literature and go to martial arts, my lord?"

Zhao Jingyi raised his hand to hold the pot, poured three cups of tea, picked up one of the cups and handed it to Mr. Bai respectfully, his movements were neat and steady.

"This has been going on for so many years. The teacher clearly agrees, so why bother to keep it in your heart? If you are a teacher for a day, you will be a teacher for the rest of your life. How can you be so duplicity?"

Zhao Jingyi's expression remained stern, but at this moment he slightly raised his sharp eyebrows, looked at Mr. Bai, and lifted his chin towards the cup in his hand.

His face twitched slightly, Mr. Bai was choked back, and he was immediately unhappy. However, facing the big apprentice who was as sharp as Qingfeng out of his scabbard, he subconsciously restrained himself, not daring to be too presumptuous.

It's really not an honorable thing to be bluffed by his apprentice's aura, but although he was unwilling, he still took the teacup, and at most he muttered "evil disciple" to himself.

Although the voice was soft, but it was close at hand, Zhao Jingyi could hear it clearly, she smiled in her heart, and didn't care about the old man's awkwardness, she just handed another cup of tea to Zhao Yuanrong, and kept the last cup for herself.

After the whole process, it seems that he is the master of the White House here.

Zhao Yuanrong silently held up his cup to drink tea, shook his head slightly, looked from one side to the other with his eyeballs, and suddenly realized that the master who has always been a master of bones and immortals is just a master of "bullying the weak and fearing the hard".

Zhao Yuanrong curled his lips at his cousin who was not so cowardly.

Zhao Jingyi was serious and serious since she was a child, and became even more imposing when she grew up. Now that she has been on the battlefield twice, she dares not let people look directly at her, and she doesn't know whether it is good or bad.

Old Mr. Bai sighed in his heart, and then coaxed Zhao Yuanrong with his eyes narrowed with a smile: "Rong'er, Lin Xi should be on the way now, don't you miss him, how about going to have a look?"

Zhao Yuanrong blinked, and immediately looked at his father, who nodded slightly, and went out cheerfully.

When the small body was far away, Mr. Bai's face was serious and he said: "The matter in the northwest is unknown in the letter, is there anything to say?"

Naturally there is.

Zhao Jingyi didn't pay much attention to the Hunu iron cavalry and barbarian soldiers from the western barbarians, but only the court's insidiousness gave him a headache and annoyed him.

The King of Shu smuggled weapons to make money, and the Zhenxi Palace was destroyed. Zhao Jingyi was involved in all of this.

He is a royal family, high above, overlooking Yunyun.

He understands that only one person can sit on that chair, that the struggle for power will be accompanied by blood and human life, that conspiracy and tricks are indispensable, and you will die or die.

But he is also a soldier, a soldier, and there is nothing wrong with foreign enemies invading and fighting bloody battles.

But suddenly I found out that because of self-interest, foreign enemies coveted, inside ghosts appeared, and loyal generals died. Thinking about it, it was a chill, how sad.

Zhao Jingyi spoke briefly, but a few words were enough. Mr. Bai slowly separated his clenched fists, looked at Zhao Jingyi and asked, "Can you speak to Your Majesty?"

Zhao Jingyi's eyes were cold, "How dare you."

The memorial has already been written, but he didn't mention this matter in today's court, and he never thought of mentioning it.

Although the king is light, the world is the most important, but in the final analysis, this country belongs to His Majesty today. From now on, it will be either the King of Liang or the King of Shu. Thousands of soldiers apologize?

Zhao Jingyi wasn't afraid of the King of Shu, but he didn't want to confront him for nothing.

Old Mr. Bai held his teacup and was silent for a long time before asking: "With such a big handle, what do you want to do?"

Hearing that on Zhao Jingyi's cold and hard face, those sharp wolf-like eyes suddenly shone, and then suddenly retracted. After clenching his fists on his knees, he said in a low voice, "What do you say?"

Mr. Bai suddenly revealed a sneer, "Why do you need to tell this old man?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jingyi clenched her fists and sat up straight, feeling a strong sense of oppression spontaneously, "I hope the teacher will help the students."

Old Mr. Bai paused while holding the teacup, his eyelids slowly drooped, "This matter is very difficult."

"Will the teacher object?"

"..." This is really hard to say, it's too rebellious.

Mr. Bai now regrets bringing this matter up very much. It is good to talk about the wind, flowers, snow and moon, and talk about important national affairs. He looks up at the sky, but it seems that a seed has sprouted in his heart and he can no longer be calm and self-sustaining.

Low and deep laughter sounded, Zhao Jingyi took the cup that was almost broken by the teacher, refilled the tea, and stuffed it back into his hand, saying: "What do you think, the emperor, the emperor will be prosperous in the future, although the nine princes are small, they will be happy in the future." After a few years, it will be big, and it may not be impossible to compete."

Suddenly hearing Zhao Jingyi's slightly relaxed tone, the old man was stunned for a moment, looking at the cup in his hand, suddenly felt a chill on his back, but he didn't want to break out in a cold sweat in the severe winter.

He closed his eyes and said, "It's the old man who wants to go left."

Zhao Jingyi slightly hooked his lips.

"Xi'er should be here." Zhao Jingyi stood up, straightened her body, ignored the cloaks handed over by her attendants, and walked away calmly with her head held high.

Old Mr. Bai held his forehead, feeling itchy and having a headache with a strong sense of guilt, thinking that from now on, this idea will only grow wildly like weeds, no matter how difficult it is to suppress.

As soon as Lin Xi's carriage stopped, she heard a clear and joyful voice from outside the carriage, "Uncle."

Zhao Yuanrong could always make him smile, and when he opened the curtain, he saw the happy little face and called out, "Rong'er."

Lin Xi stepped out of the carriage, and was about to step on the carriage, but she didn't want to stretch out a hand to grab his arm, and with a slight pull, Lin Xi's body could not stand still and fell towards the carriage...

The two girls behind them suddenly exclaimed: "Master!"

out of reach.

However, a firm arm had already wrapped around Lin Xi's waist, and with a slight force, Lin Xi's whole body was embraced by this man.

Lin Xi was almost suffocated by the heavy breath coming towards his face, his body stiffened suddenly, and then slowly softened, recalling this familiar feeling.

"Be careful." A deep and magnetic laughter sounded in his ears, and his lips seemed to touch the tips of his ears.

This man is really...

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Xi's face has not yet been trained to be an iron wall, and this slight ambiguity is enough to make him uncomfortable.

"My lord." Lin Xi pushed gently.

Zhao Jingyi suddenly felt teasing, with a serious face, he pretended to be serious and asked: "Mr. Lin has stood firm?"

And the arm under Lin Xi's cloak was still firmly hugged to the ground, and her broad palm was still rubbing against her waist, which was very flirtatious.

I haven't seen him for three years. This young man on the tip of his heart has grown from his memory. His youthfulness has faded away. He has a handsome face, an elegant body, and a faint smile on his lips. He is looking at Zhao Yuanrong with gentle and soft eyes at this moment. The demeanor in front of the chariots and horses was enough to seduce Zhao Jingyi.

After hugging her, she was reluctant to let go, the darkness in Zhao Jingyi's eyes deepened, and she felt that the surroundings were extremely obtrusive.

Is this person still shameless?

Lin Xi bit her lip and said in a low voice, "Let go now."

It was fine last night in the dead of night, but would you like to announce it to the public today?

Seeing that the person started to feel ashamed, Zhao Jingyi had no choice but to let go of her arm. Lin Xi was breathing a sigh of relief, but she didn't want this person to let go of his arm but hold his hand and speak solemnly.

"What are you doing with the pestle at the door, go in quickly, the teacher has been waiting for you for a long time."

Lin Xi shook his hand tightly and firmly, but did not shake it off, but when he looked up and saw Zhao Jingyi's profound face, his eyes clearly reflected himself, and gradually he stopped tossing.

Now that we have made our hearts clear to each other, why bother to care too much about the surroundings and make troubles.

"It's an honor for the prince to welcome you personally, please."

After speaking with a smile, Zhao Jingyi took the lead to enter the White Mansion, and Zhao Jingyijun's cold face suddenly melted, showing a rare joy.

Only Zhao Yuanrong, who was staring behind him, was left behind, watching his uncle and father walking into the White Mansion hand in hand, seeming to have forgotten his existence.

He looked around for a week, the guards of Prince Rui's Mansion looked at their noses, noses and hearts, they remained motionless as sculptures.As for the servants of the Lin family, the two plump sister flowers looked at each other in surprise and strangeness, full of doubts.It wasn't until Wei Jia reminded that he hurriedly followed in.

Zhao Yuanrong held his face in distress, he found sadly that once his father came back, he would be superfluous.

After entering the White Mansion, the old gentleman was still sitting in the same place waiting, squinting his eyes and looking at the seniors who came on the snow, with surprise in his eyes.

Lin Xi was recommended by Zhao Jingyi to take him as a closed disciple, so it can be seen that he values ​​him, but he doesn't want to get along with him. There is still a time when the mighty Prince Rui is so gentle and amiable.

So the thought that made him extremely entangled was immediately thrown out of his head, and instead he observed the two with interest.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Compared with others, Mr. Bai knew Zhao Jingyi better, and his eyes paused for a moment on the hands he was holding.

Lin Xi sat down after saluting Mr. Bai respectfully. Zhao Jingyi sat on the side and poured tea.

"How about the test paper, is there any difficulty?"

Lin Xi said with a smile, "Teacher's student, I answered it smoothly." Then he talked about the questions of the paper and his own answers, without rushing, leisurely and at ease, which made Mr. Bai very satisfied.

"Although it is acceptable, but don't slack off. The college examination is just the beginning. The truly talented people will be distinguished after the rural examination."

He was taken aback by Zhao Jingyi before, but if he met Lin Xi, he immediately realized that he was still a well-behaved, sensible and caring little apprentice.

Zhao Jingyi slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and was in a happy mood, which showed that Lin Xi got along well with Mr. Bai.

"Xi'er was originally talented and emotional, but she was delayed due to her health. With the guidance of her teacher, she will be able to enter the Golden Palace just around the corner."