Prince of Heaven

The streets of the imperial city, even in times of war, are quite bustling and bustling, like a city outside the world.

Of course, this is an illusion.Shangjing is the capital of Liguo, the center of power, and the center of economy and civilization.

Gathered here are the wind and prosperity of all walks of life from the country.In East Street alone, there are three private schools. Any capable family will send their children to study in order to cultivate their spirituality and cultivate their moral character.It also extends the wine shop culture, where talented and famous people gather here to chat and drink, or have a hand-to-hand chat, gain elegance, or talk high-spirited, and gain like-minded friends.

The most famous wine shop in Li Country at that time was Huixian Hall.At the beginning, Mr. Jing talked about the reform of governing the country in Huixian Hall, and analyzed the situation of the four countries, which attracted bursts of applause. Afterwards, he debated with many celebrities. His talent and tact impressed countless people, even the owner of Huixian Hall It is said that Mr. Jing will surely rise to the top of the world, and Mr. Jing's reputation has been shaken since then.

Rong Shi followed Jing Huai into a wine shop at random, and there were scholars talking about Jing Huai while sitting there.

The protagonist being talked about is not thinking about world affairs at this time, but is worrying about a child.

The restaurant is filled with two rows of long green jade tables, separated by veils.Jing Huaizheng and Rongshi sat opposite each other on both sides of the long table.

The long table is full of fruit snacks, as well as liqueur.

This liqueur is a special product of Liguo. It is sweet and delicious. After drinking it, the bottom of the tongue will produce saliva, which is endless aftertaste. Children love it the most.But this kind of sweet wine is popular among the people, and it is rare in the imperial palace. Jing Huai thought that Rong hadn't drunk it before, so he served a pot with him.

Unexpectedly, Rong Shi looks calm and adult like, but he really doesn't hold a lot of alcohol.After several cups of this sweet wine, Rong Shi was actually drunk.

Rong Shi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the moist eyes were set off by thick eyelashes, innocent and dazed.His usually pale and bloodless face also became rosy.

He was holding a glass of wine that had just been poured on the table with both hands, while Jing Huai's hand was pressed on his.

"You can't drink anymore." Jing Huai said again.

Rong Shixiu's long eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his tone was soft and waxy, which sounded like a baby: "I'll just have another drink."

A child who is usually cold and indifferent and doesn't reveal it easily even if he likes it, this kind of acting like a baby is really fatal.

But Jing Huai was determined not to be deceived by him again, and said with a headache: "How many times have you said this?"

Rong Shi blinked his eyes and fanned his long eyelashes, revealing his grievances.He looked at Jing Huai with such eyes, Jing Huai immediately surrendered without armor, moved his hand and said: "Forget it, you can drink."

Rong Shi picked up the wine glass, the wine smelled clear, with a special sweetness, the blue liquid as transparent as jewels gurgled into the boy's mouth, and slid out a little along his lips.

He tilted his head slightly, bent his eyes and smiled, licking the wine stains off his lips.

Jing Huai: "..." It makes a big difference if the child is drunk.

"Okay, don't drink any more." Jing Huai took away the rest of the wine and put it under the long case.

Rong Shi rushed over to grab the wine, but he didn't grab the wine, he lost his balance and fell, and fell on Jing Huai's lap, but his eyes were on the jug, as if he wanted to drink more.

"I still want..."

Jing Huai held down the restless boy. The boy had practiced martial arts since he was a child. He looked thin, but he was not easy to subdue like ordinary children. Jing Huai could not hold him up with both hands, let him sit on his lap, and held him body, holding him in his arms.

"Okay, Mingyu, how about we drink tomorrow?"

Rong Shi raised his head to look at him with drunken eyes, curled his lips and said, "Liar."

"You are clearly thinking that you must not let me touch a drop of wine in the future."

Jing Huai: "..."

"It's too much." Rong Shi's voice was a little drunk, as soft as a child's.

Jing Huai had a headache, he really thought so, but he didn't expect Rong Shi to say it directly.

Rong Shi is intelligent, good at observing words and expressions, Jing Huai knows it.It's just that I usually keep what I observe in my heart and won't say it.But now that he was drunk, he seemed to have no scruples, and he could say whatever he wanted.

Hua Wendeng said that this child has a lot of things on his mind, and if he vents something, it may be beneficial to his condition.

Jing Huai sighed helplessly, followed him and said, "It's my fault. I promise you to drink, but let's make an agreement that if we want to drink in the future, we can drink one cup a day, okay?"

"not good."

"..."

Rong Shi stretched out two fingers and bargained with him: "Two cups."

Jing Huai was silent, staring at him eagerly.

After a while, Jing Huai coaxed: "Okay, just two cups."

Rong Shi grinned, and rubbed his cheek against his clothes like a kitten.

Jing Huai originally thought that a drunk child was a headache, but this closeness melted his heart.He looked down at the child in his arms, and adjusted his posture to make him more comfortable in his arms.

I don't know if it's because of the strength of the wine, or because the adjusted posture is too comfortable, Rong Shi finally calmed down a little, and stopped messing about.

He quietly leaned against Jing Huai's chest, hiccupped slightly, and his eyelids drooped.

Seeing that Rong Shi was drunk and going to sleep, Jing Huai was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he wrapped him in a cloak beside him, threw down a piece of silver, picked him up, and went straight out of the wine shop.

"Master Jing is very skilled in taking care of children."

Going out the door, Jing Huai ran into someone head-on.

"Since Mr. Jing took office, he has been promoted quickly in the official position. He has not made any achievements, but he has made rapid progress in raising children. It seems that Mr. Jing has a unique talent in this regard."

Jing Huai glanced away, and saw Qi Zhou leaning on the pillar with his arms folded, with a sneer on his face.

"General Qi."

Jing Huai only had time to say a name, and the sound of metal rubbing against his ears rang out.

He turned his gaze in surprise, and saw the drunk child suddenly opened his eyes, holding a long sword in his hand, pointing at Qi Zhou's neck, so fast that Qi Zhou didn't even have time to dodge.

Rong Shi was still drunk, but instinctively felt the danger, not the danger of his life, but the danger of his own things being missed by others, and a kind of displeasure of being disturbed.

Jing Huai glanced at the empty scabbard around his waist, then looked at the child who was extremely skilled in drawing the sword, and remained silent for a while.

Qi Zhou's face changed, and he didn't dare to move.

The child looked like he had been trained, but now he was drunk again. The look in his eyes looked calm, but in fact there was a kind of innocent cruelty.Like a child innocently tearing apart a butterfly's wings.

Unexpectedly, when he moved wildly, his throat was pierced in a short time.

Qi Zhou swallowed, and said to Jing Huai in a trembling voice: "Young Master Jing, you don't want to let your children murder important court officials, do you?"

Jing Huai laughed, and the contempt in the laughter made Qi Zhou's face turn pale.

Just as Qi Zhou was about to explode, he saw Jing Huai free a hand, covering Rong Shi's hand holding the sword, and pressed it down.

When Jing Huai faced Rong, he said: "Why did you stretch out your hand, is it cold?"

Qi Zhou: "..."

He wanted to say, Mr. Jing, that raising a child like this would make the child crooked, but when he met Shang Rong's eyes, he trembled inexplicably, turned his head and left.Halfway through, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He was a majestic general, how could he be frightened by a child?

But I'm gone, and it's just a joke to go back and find a place.With a cold snort, he entered an elegant room, called the waiter to serve good wine and food, and drank it in a dull mood.

"I always think that child looks familiar." Qi Zhou frowned and thought for a moment, but failed.

After drinking for a while, he remembered the person he couldn't ask for in his memory. He had admired Jiang Heng, the daughter of the Jiang family since childhood, but Jiang Heng always looked above him.Qi Zhou thought about it for a while with a sad face, and suddenly something colluded in his mind.

The child just now was quite similar to Jiang Heng when he was young.

He raised his head from the wine glass in astonishment, and leaned out the window next to him to look over.

The Jingfu carriage parked at the entrance of the restaurant has long since disappeared.

Back in the mansion, Jing Huai took Rong Shi back to his room, put him on the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and ordered the servants in the mansion to cook sober soup.

The maid standing by the side watched Jing Huai's movements, her eyes widened in surprise, with an expression of disbelief.

The son who has always been inviolable and inviolable is actually waiting for someone to take off his shoes!This scene was so magical that she couldn't react.

I have known for a long time that the young master is very fond of this young man who has just entered the mansion, but he did not expect to be so spoiled to this extent.

Seeing that no one responded to his order, Jing Huai turned his head and lightly reprimanded, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

The maid regained her senses in a trance, apologized and went out to make sober soup.

This Xiang Jinghuai took off his shoes and socks when he replaced him, carried him completely onto the bed, then pulled the quilt aside to cover his legs, and was about to take two steps away when he was grabbed by his sleeves.

He paused, and Rong Shi took his hand further: "Are you leaving?"

"No, I won't go."

"A lie again."

"..."

Rong Shi looked at Jing Huai pitifully: "Every time you visit me, you leave very quickly in the end."

Jing Huai took a breath, but couldn't stop the tendency of soft-heartedness.He sat down beside Rong Shi, held his hand instead and said, "Do you believe me now?"

His voice was low and gentle: "I won't go."

When the maid came in with the hangover soup, she saw the young master and the young man sitting holding hands, neither talking.

"My lord, hangover soup."

"Bring it up."

Jing Huai took the soup from the maid's plate, and said to Rong, "Drink some, so as not to wake up with a headache."

Fortunately, although Rong Shi became a little clingy after drinking, he was not noisy, and overall he was quite well-behaved.

Jing Huai fed him, and he drank.With the spoonful of hangover soup that Jing Huai handed over, he quickly drank it clean.

It was the first time for the maid to see the young master serving others, and she was taken aback for a moment. Seeing that the bowl in the young master's hand was empty, she quickly went up to take it and retreated. come.Jing Huai reminded Rong Shi in a low voice to wash his hands and mouth, and Rong Shi followed suit one by one. When sleepiness struck, he wanted to sleep, but he was afraid that Jing Huai would leave, so he would not let go of Jing Huai's hand, and his eyelids would fight. I refused to sleep like this.

He looked at Jing Huai out of the corner of his eye, afraid that he would suddenly get annoyed and think he was annoyed.

Such a cautious temptation made Jing Huai helpless, so he could only agree to him: "Sleep, I won't leave."

The gentle tone made Rong Shi feel relieved, and looked at him with straight eyes.

Jing Huai asked with a smile: "Why, what did you see? Did the young master lie to you this time?"

Rong Shi hesitated and said, "Probably not."

Jing Huai was speechless for a while.He also said that Rong Shi really knows how to read words and colors, and can see people's original intentions from the subtleties, but he didn't believe it.

He sighed, and said to Rong, "Trust me, okay?"

Rong Shi bowed his head and was speechless.

After a long time, he nodded and fell asleep as promised.