[Langya Bang] Outside listening

Chapter 3

I don't know how the letter to Anzhou was passed on. When the weeping Mr. Jia rushed to Langzhou, An Wangba had been eating and drinking in the Jiangzuo League for half a month.Xiao Jingrui, as the big brother who temporarily caught the runaway child, stared at him every day to prevent him from escaping, so An Wangba, who couldn't run away, spent the past half month flirting with cats and dogs. of.

When Mei Changsu saw Mr. Jia, he could only lament that time destroys people, and that time is easy to grow old.

Back then, Prince Qi's Mansion recruited talents, and Jia Buzhong, who was originally a teacher, also came here admiringly, and handed over a name sticker.Xiao Jingyan, who was watching the excitement, laughed when he saw it: "This name is a bit interesting."

Lin Shu jokingly said: "It's really hard to choose a name with the surname Jia. Any words that come across this surname will become false. He called it 'fake infidelity'. Is this to show that he is loyal, or is he pretending to be loyal?" For 'disloyalty'?"

At that moment, the two of them were laughing together, and finally stopped after being scolded by King Qi for disrespecting other people's surnames.

When I met the real person, he was a teacher in his early thirties, standing like a pine, and his literary temperament was amiable.After an in-depth discussion, King Qi loves talents, but has an unfeeling request.

"I have a younger brother who is only three years old. Although he is not at the age of serious enlightenment, he is quite intelligent. When he has nothing to do, he is only mischievous. If you don't mind, sir, can you help me control him a little bit?"

Later, the Rumble building collapsed. Although Jia Buzhong was regarded as the old man of King Qi, he was able to stay in Beijing safely after being warned by Emperor Liang to be cautious because the half-foolish little prince only recognized him.

Ten years of time are like knives, carving wrinkles like pine bark on the face of a pine and cypress, and the hair is thin and bearded. It seems that he is more than 20 years older than before.

Mrs. Jia, an old man who looked like a dried orange, trotted all the way, calling out: "Your Highness!"

An Wangba quietly took two steps back.

Master Jia knelt down as soon as he entered the door, and threw himself on his knees and hugged his calf. The movements were extremely skillful, and it was obvious that he had done a lot.It was inconvenient to grab the ground with his head, so he just hit his forehead on Xiao Jinglin's knee, and wailed loudly: "The old minister is so neglectful of discipline, and His Highness is so shameless! The old minister has failed the king, Your Highness!!"

The sound of one chant and three sighs can literally circle the beam for three days.

Xiao Jinglin whispered: "Lord Jia...Master Jia...Get up, this is not the palace...Don't be like this...People are watching..."

Jia Buzhong cried: "The old minister won't get up! The old minister has no face, so I don't care what others think! Your Highness!! Your Highness!!!"

Xiao Jinglin looked at the people in the room helplessly, curled his lips in embarrassment at Mei Changsu, who was smiling like a bodhisattva, and winked at Xiao Jingrui for help.

But no one helped him, Jia Buzhong continued to cry: "Your Highness, my Highness!"

An Wangba was in a hurry: "Your Highness, why are you crying! I'm not dead yet!"

However, the old man just cried, his voice gradually mourned, and it became less and less fake, Xiao Jinglin felt a thump in his heart when he heard it.Your Highness, His Highness, Jia Buzhong is crying, is it His Highness King An, or His Highness King Qi?It was originally a play in order to take advantage of the situation to tell about the assassination in Anzhou. It was very good, why did Master Jia think of Brother Qi again?

After all, the Anzhou assassination was revealed.

Mei Changsu personally took out the Qingxin Pill and served Jia to take it.Standing quietly, not speaking, lowering eyebrows and eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xiao Jingrui had a bad temper, and smashed his sword on the table: "It's too deceitful! Does An Guogong still have the king's law in his eyes?"

Mei Changsu said, "That's why Jingrui, on the way to send His Highness Wang An back to Beijing, you have to be more careful, who knows that the Anguo Guild will put all their eggs in one basket and kill people to silence them."

An Wangba groaned, "I don't want to go back to the capital. Once this happens, I won't be able to return to the fief before I grow up! It was so hard to get my father to agree to the fief. This time I have to suffocate to death in Beijing!"

Before Mr. Jia could say anything, Mei Changsu had already stared at him, giving him a deep look: "Your Highness, be obedient."

That look nailed Xiao Jinglin to the ground and he couldn't move. There were too many things in his eyes, which seemed to see through him, but didn't seem to. Looking at those eyes, sadness could spread from the soles of his feet to his heart, and it was cold.

Mei Lang, Mei Lang.

Jing Lin pretends to be smart, do you see through it?Jing Lin has ulterior motives, do you know that?

When Xiao Jinglin left, he turned his head three times at every step, very reluctant to part. Sect Master Mei saw him off at the Changting Pavilion and stayed there for a long time.

"Zhen Ping, Master Jia recognized you?"

"... Sovereign." Zhen Ping bowed his head.

"Master Jia once set up a pity orphanage to teach orphans in the army to study. He is your teacher, so he naturally recognizes you."

The cool wind suddenly picked up, and Mei Changsu seemed to feel cold, so he tightened his cloak tightly.

"Jing Lin... I'm overthinking..."