Jing Qi has been stuck in the palace for four or five years. Although he has been listening to things outside the window with both ears, and he has not only read the books of sages and sages, the people outside don't go out of the door. The little prince is still not very familiar with it.
He originally belonged to the kind of person who didn't settle down very well. He has been reincarnated for the seventh time, and his total life in this world is only more than forty years. After grinding it out, otherwise, if he followed his first life, even if people misunderstood him as a fox, it would be difficult for him to live in seclusion in the palace for so long.
Calculated that he was already fifteen years old at this time, he could go to the court to listen to the government, he was not considered immature, a young man lost his father, and occasionally he would speak more maturely, others would not be too surprised, so he was called by He Lianyi , and came out along the way.
As expected, Wuxi lived up to his expectations and seized every opportunity to repay favors. "Never owe anything" seems to be the only realm he has pursued in the past few years. After less than a cup of tea, he heard someone come to report that the southern Xinjiang witch Tong visits.
He Lianyi stretched out his hand and poked him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Your face is much greater than my second brother who tried his best to please others."
Jing Qi's hand holding the tea bowl trembled slightly, raised his eyes slightly to look at He Lianyi, saw that he was just joking and had no other meaning, so he was relieved, and secretly laughed at himself for being too nervous, and said casually: " Neighbors, even if a dog beats his door every day, it’s time to open the door and throw a bun, so it’s not like if I go to invite you when His Royal Highness is around, he won’t even give me this bit of face.”
He Lianyi glanced at him, flicked his fingers on his head again, and scolded with a smile: "What nonsense are you talking about?" He got up and straightened his clothes, "Go, follow me to meet this witch boy who has never seen his head or tail."
In fact, Wuxi regretted it as soon as he went out, but it is a pity that he has returned to peace. For him, no matter who he promised, as long as he promised, he would do it to death, so he had to bite the bullet and lead Ajialai and Another guard slave, Aha, went to the palace.
The King of Nanning was the first king with a different surname in Daqing. When the first emperor quelled the chaos, he had a fateful friendship with Jing Qi's grandfather, Jing Rui. And sealed the king. Jing Lianyu and He Lianpei grew up together since they were young, and they were ignorant people, but they were still close friends. It is said that the princess that Jing Lianyu married was also He Lianpei's sweetheart.
Later, I realized that the beauty's heart was not with me, and I was so generous that I personally married the two of them, which can be regarded as a good story of brotherly love.
Therefore, the Nanning Palace was built according to the specifications of the prince. In Wuxi's eyes, there is only one word - big.
Oriented north-south, the two doors are wide open, the courtyard is very deep, the pavilions are complete with rockery, the palace wall is high, the front hall, the back bedroom, the back room and the east and west side halls are all available. If no one guides you, you may get lost inside. .
Although Wu Tong's Proton Mansion is not far from the Wang Mansion, and it is also close to the Imperial City, but because of his embarrassing status and rank, and the hasty relocation, it looks a lot shabby.
But after walking into the palace for a while, Wuxi realized that the palace is huge, but inside it is very quiet, except for the occasional chirping of a few birds that didn't have time to fly away, and the sound of the stream in the courtyard, almost no human voices could be heard , There were only a few servants who cleaned the courtyard, and they were not surprised to see him. They all stopped their work, saluted him, stood aside, and continued to do what they should do after he passed by.
Quite a bit flattering or humiliating.
The one who brought them in was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with smiling eyes, thin and small, but very smart. Along the way, he saw Wuxi quietly looking at the palace, and then started talking, what is this place for, where is it? What do you do, the tree has lost a lot of leaves and the master won't let it be swept. Although the weeds over there are growing fiercely, the master says it's interesting and won't pull it up.
Very lively and not noisy, Wu Xi's face under the veil relaxed a little with him.
He didn't have to wait long. As soon as the tea was served, he saw two people walking in one after the other.
The one walking in the front, at a weak age, with a just right smile on his face, looked up and down in high spirits, with an extraordinary atmosphere, and when he saw him, he bowed his hands first: "The witch boy has been coming to my Daqing for several years, and he has never been alone. Visited, sin sin."
Wuxi was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously stood up, knowing in his heart that this was the prince of Daqing, the future emperor.
It's not that he hasn't seen He Lianyi before, but he doesn't have a deep impression. It seems that this young man rarely speaks in front of people, and he doesn't have much ostentation. Zhao is so arrogant, as if he is already the master of this country in the future.
He nodded and followed the etiquette of southern XinjiangThe people brought by His Highness Zi couldn't bear to lose face, so he clasped his fists and said: "It's rare to see the witch boy, the humble house of the old minister is full of splendor."
Wuxi had no impression of this old man at all, it was purely designed by Jing Qi, and he didn't know who he was, so he didn't say anything, nodded, put his hands on his chest, and bowed to meet his elders.
Lu Renqing only said that he was arrogant and rude, and he was not happy in his heart, but he didn't like to show it. He caught a glimpse of Jing Qi who was standing quietly at one side, quickly found a step for himself, and said, "This is the little prince!"
Jing Qi said with a smile: "It's hard for Mr. Lu to remember the younger generation."
"Why don't you remember?" Only after the comparison did Lu Renqing feel that the smiling Jing Qi looked very cute compared to the cold Wuxi, so he said enthusiastically, "I haven't seen you for a few years, the little prince's style is getting better and better." You are so handsome, you should be a Daqing hero for me!"
He Lianyi lowered his eyes slightly, and Jing Qi was still joking and chatting with Master Lu University calmly, both of them thought at the same time——Old Lu, are your old eyes dim?
Lu Renqing led the three of them to the upper seat. No one else said anything, but He Lianqi stood up with a chilling smile on her face.
Jing Qi paused, quietly reached out, and grabbed Wuxi's clothes.
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