His Majesty Meow Raises Fish [Rebirth]

Although her brother-in-law became emperor and sister-in-law became queen, Prince Jing was not very happy when he came back from Jingzhou. Even the spring banquet organized by several aristocratic families complained of illness.

Now that Prince Jing is "ill", naturally he won't even go to the official office. Important and urgent official affairs are all handled in the study, which means being a dude prince for a while.

In contrast, although the eleventh prince who went to Jingzhou with his elder brother was not very energetic, at least he did not fail in his literature and martial arts classes.

Qi Jing used his own riding captain as a cushion, and while reading official documents on the Luohan couch, he ate crisp dates, and he became bored after eating.

He remembered that this time of year last year, he and Xiao Shi vomited farther in front of Qiuqiu than anyone who vomited jujube pits.

It was obviously an extremely boring activity, but it amused everyone in the room. At that time, the laughter in the room seemed to be still lingering in his ears, but when he looked up, he saw that things had changed.

When he was still in the Tianjing Palace in the early years, Qi Jing, who had resurrected his life, did not have time to meet Shaoxuan and the others. At that time, he thought that if he could break the bad luck of being poisoned to death in the future and get a fief, then He definitely wants to spend his days leisurely regardless of worldly affairs, and it is best to be an idler who has nothing to do, listen to beauties singing ditties, bask in the sun, and stroll around the garden.

Now it seems that he has lived such a beautiful life, but how can a person really live without worries and heartlessness.

As it turns out, at a certain point, there is a plan for things not to be smooth and carefree.

Shaoxuan was afraid that Qi Laoqi would accidentally swallow the pits while eating dates while lying down, and he seemed to be reading his own military manual, but he was actually counting silently in his heart.

At this moment, seeing Qi Jing stuffing a jujube into the mouth, and chewing for a long time, he suddenly stopped. Shaoxuan thought that what he was worried about had happened, so he immediately put down the scroll in his hand, helped Qi Jing up, and gently pinched him jaw.

His Highness Prince Jing, whose chin was pinched, saw the other party suddenly leaning over to look at his mouth, and thought they were going to do some prostitution in the daytime, so he blushed and pushed Shaoxuan away.

"What, what, Eleven is coming back!" Probably because of the date stone in his mouth, he slurred a few words.

Just now, Qi Jing rejected the other party with righteous words, but after thinking about it, Qi Jing was afraid that the beauty would be frustrated and sad, so he sneaked a glance in the direction of Sha Ge, but fortunately he didn't see anyone, then he lowered his voice and said: "Didn't you see me last night?" Just... just stop, stop for a while."

Recently, Qi Jing and Xiao Shiyi were in a bad mood because of their nephew. After they came back, they slept in the same room for several days to keep each other warm, and recalled the days when the whole family slept together.

At first, Shaoxuan let them go, but seeing that he could never see the end of his vacant room alone, he was not happy, so he used a little trick (beauty trick), and easily hooked the seductive and unconscious Prince Jing back house.

Prince Jing didn't like to do anything at first, and he didn't want to act too much in front of Eleven, so as not to affect his brother's mood, so he felt that it was a good thing to find something to do.

But good things are good things, because of this, my back is sore all day long, and I feel panic even when riding a horse, so I still have to pay attention to a problem of moderation.

Seeing that he was thinking wrongly, Shaoxuan also knew that Xiao Shiyi really should go back to the yard at this time, and he really couldn't do anything along the way, so he didn't bother with Qi Jing, and directly brought over the plate that the other party had just spit out, and handed it to Qi Laoqi's mouth.

Qi Jing stared at the plate in a daze for a long time, and then realized that it was her who was full of unscrupulous things, blushing again and again, and finally took the plate pretending to be calm.

Fortunately, Prince Jing's caring little padded jacket came back at this time, and immediately solved Qi Jing's dilemma.

Qi Jing quickly climbed down from the couch, quickly collected and hid the dates and walnuts.

I saw him sitting upright at the table, picking up the official documents to read, the appearance of being an elder brother and leading by example is completely different from the drunken dude who was lying on the lap of a beautiful woman just now.

The eleventh prince entered the room, moved his nose, and smelled a mixture of the sweetness of crisp dates and the aroma of dried goods in the room.

His gaze scanned the room, and his eyes paused briefly on the majestic Shaoxuan brother's face, and finally fell on his own brother's face.

"The two brothers are well." The little prince, who knew it well, didn't say anything else, but saluted Qi Jing and Shaoxuan politely.

Ever since two treasures were raised at home, Prince Jing ate a bite of roasted lamb leg outside, and people could smell the smell when he returned to the mansion in a hurry, not to mention when he stayed in the house without seeing the wind like just now, this set The action is typical cover-up.

But Xiao Shiyi has also grown up, he is no longer a child who cares about this little food, he has more important things to tell his brother.

"Azhao learned how to carve from his master. I wanted to carve a birthday gift for Qiuqiu, so I asked him for advice."

Xue Zhao, the bookboy of the Eleventh Prince, is good-looking and well-behaved. When he was young, he was especially liked by his elders. He learned wood carving from a master craftsman in a juggler class. This sentence, let His Highness the Eleventh remember it in his heart.

Xiao Shiyi, like Qi Jing, misses his little nephew who is far away in Jingzhou, and always wants to do something.

Although they sent several letters to Jingzhou one after another, the little nephew was not old enough to understand the letters by himself, so Xiao Shiyi decided to make something for the little nephew himself to express his thoughts.

If he had any ideas, he always consulted with Qi Jing first. It happened that the Seventh Prince was also thinking about his little nephew, and the two brothers hit it off immediately, so they planned to do it together.

……

Facts have proved that there is a priority in hearing the truth, and there is a specialization in the art industry.

Prince Jing is lip service, but his hands are really not good enough. After two days of chipping wood, he is not as good as Xiao Shiyi.

Someone justified: "I have to keep an eye on Eleven, lest he accidentally hurt his hand and lose concentration, which will naturally affect the progress."

Shaoxuan looked at a pile of strangely carved wood beside him, but he didn't expose the fact that Prince Jing was simply not good at this skill.

He really wanted to keep an eye on Qi Jing, lest he hurt his hand and feel distressed, and at the same time he had to look at Xiao Shiyi, lest Eleven hurt his hand and Qi Jing would feel distressed, and he really didn't have time to talk about the progress with him.

The Eleventh Prince has been a complete brother since he was a child. In his heart, Qi Jing is almost omnipotent. As for the wood carving, it is not the brother's problem if the carving is not good, it must be the problem of the wood... Even if the two used it It's basically the same wood.

After groping for several days, Eleven gradually figured out the way. Sure enough, the more he carved, the more he felt, and the wood in his hand was being manipulated gradually.

Shaoxuan saw that Qi Jing complained that this thing was difficult to deal with, but he tried again and again, never said to give up, and knew that even if the red feather was carved like a long-legged club, Qi Jing still had to complete this matter .

After carving out an unknown number of pieces of wood, Qi Jing finally carved out a work that looked good.

He took his own woodcarving over and over and looked at it, feeling very satisfied with himself, but when he saw the obviously smaller and more delicate version handed over by Xiao Shiyi, he really couldn't feel his conscience saying that what he did was perfect .

In the end, Prince Jing could only conclude: "One big one and one small one just represent Seventh Uncle and Little Uncle, and you can see it at a glance."

He can't say that his wood carvings are so big because the craftsman himself is clumsy and can't carve small ones.

If you use the Zhenmo camp to go from Laiyiwei to Tianjing in Jingzhou, it will take more than ten days to travel back and forth.

Qi Jing, who couldn't leave Laiyiwei for too long, agreed to Xiao Chiyu to go back to see him, not afraid of working hard for more than ten days, and didn't care that his appearance didn't look like a leisurely and idle life at all.

Because of the long journey and the rush of time, Qi Jing didn't bring Little Eleven with him this time.

The little prince understood that if he followed, he could only slow down his brother, so he didn't make any noise to follow.

He lightly touched the little red feather carved by himself, as if the ancestor who touched his little nephew countless times returned to his soul, and finally showed a bright smile: "Qiaoqiu, please be obedient..."

After Seventh Brother left, Little Eleven was still studying and practicing martial arts in the palace, and he was more diligent than before.

Especially when I was learning martial arts, I was more attentive than before, as if I really liked practicing martial arts.

Shaoxuan is the master of the eleventh prince, and he can clearly feel the changes. He didn't say anything, but he became more and more strict with the eleventh prince.

He could understand Xiao Shiyi's current mood. He also had a similar sense of urgency when he was learning martial arts with Master Hong Chou at Zhenguo Temple.

Those who want to grow up as soon as possible and rely on their own strength to protect the people they value will always feel that there is not enough time and that they are not working hard enough.

The author has something to say:

--small theater--

Qi Xiaomiao: See what Gu Diao did.

Author: Uh, pig?

Qi Xiaomiao: ...P, a pig, it's a little leopard cub!

Author: Oh, that’s quite expressive.

Little Leopard Cub: Whoops?