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Qinghe boy was very bored these two days. Before Xie Tianen came, he and his master had breakfast together after morning exercise, and then they could sit quietly in front of the desk and concentrate on studying his wooden figurine.After lunch, take a nap on the porch and then get up and go for a stroll in the mountain stream, fishing for small fish and shrimp.After dinner, light the lamp, and read some storybooks, the relaxed and happy day passed like this.In the meantime, practicing the unique secret technique of not closing the door and resisting Mo Fang's "harassment" will be skipped.

But as soon as Xie Tianen came, he started throwing temper tantrums without washing his face, refusing to eat this or that, and following his ass with the threat of "I want to go home!".

For example, now, Xie Tianen started chasing chickens again.

Where did the old hen fall to the ground to attract him, isn't there still a peacock in the palace?

Qinghe let out a breath of foul air.

Life finally got its hands on this kind boy like me. ． ．

But fortunately, when Xie Tianen was taking a nap, he and Xie Miao could still play chess quietly.

When Xie Tianen chased the poor chicken with a small tree branch, and Xie Miao No. 12, who was sweating behind Xie Tianen, passed by Qinghe, Qinghe grabbed Xie Miao.

"Take a break."

"My son is holding a stick in his hand, I have to watch it! What if..."

"I'll do it." Qinghe pressed Xie Miao on the stone bench and rolled up his sleeves.

"Qinghe, what are you going to do?"

Qinghe gave a look of "please be well", and with his long arms, he held Xie Tianen, who had passed by him No. 13 times, into his arms.

Xie Tianen: Struggling, Struggling, Struggling. ． ．

"My lord, look at me."

It's over, it's over, Xie Miao heard that this is the standard sentence pattern for his prince to lose his temper with Xie Tianen, "Tianen, look at me!" Then his prince started with a gloomy face, I don't care if you understand, But now you have to educate labor and management to be honest for a while.

Xie Tianen started the conditioned reflex that I don't care what you say, I can't understand anyway, but if your face is so ugly, I can't give you a good face.But this time he lowered his head and glanced over, Qinghe still had that calm face.

"My lord, the sweet custard you ate this morning is the egg it laid hard, and the master worked so hard to make it." Qinghe stretched out his hand to straighten Xie Tianen's crooked skirt, "For you to have delicious sweet custard tomorrow morning." Egg custard, can you let it lay eggs for a while? It was scared by you and ran around, how can it remember that it has to lay eggs?"

"it is good..."

"Your Majesty is really sensible."

Qinghe slowly pulled out the small branch from Xie Tianen's hand.

"Did Shizi play tricks on me last night?"

Xie Tian'en nodded, jumped off Qinghe's legs, and came to invite Dapeng to spread its wings.

Qinghe quickly chirped twice.

"The son is really a child prodigy. Are there other moves?"

Xie Tianen immediately showed another white crane spreading its wings.

Qinghe hastily chirped twice again.

. . . . . .

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Xie Tianen stayed away from home for the first time for only three days, because the nights on the mountain were very cool, and he always kicked off the quilt at night, and started coughing non-stop in the middle of the night, and Qinghe hugged him before dawn the next day. Xie Tianen went down the mountain, borrowed an ox cart from the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain, and sent Xie Miao and them into the city.Although little Xie Tianen was feeling uncomfortable in various ways, it was his first time riding a bullock cart. If it wasn't for the snot bubble on his nose at the moment, he would not be able to see that he was sick from his lively appearance.

Qinghe avoided the snot bubble and touched Xie Tianen's forehead, fortunately, it wasn't too hot.

When Xie Miao entered the city, he showed the badge of the palace. The soldiers guarding the gate looked at the three of them, and took a closer look at the badge. If Xie Tianen hadn't been dressed in jewels, the bullock cart would have been buckled here today.

"The little son went out to play in the city, and he occasionally felt the wind and cold. I hope your lord can go quickly, and I will report to the prince when I return home."

"Several bandits have entered the city in the past few days. We are also ordered to investigate strictly. I hope the prince will take care of you." Seeing Xie Tianen's snot bubble, the soldier punched Xie Tianen, waved his hands behind him and let him go. OK.

Qinghe glanced at the notices posted on the city wall, and there were a few bandit-like talismans, even his own mother might not be able to recognize that the paintings were his son's arrest warrants. She lowered her head and pulled the ox cart into the city gate. As soon as it was bright, there were few pedestrians on the street.

"How to get to the palace?"

"Go to the left and enter Hongmei Street. Go straight." Xie Miao put the badge on her waist and tugged at her clothes.

Qinghe pondered for a moment, and then said to Xie Miao: "I came to the city in a hurry this time, and I didn't bring salutes when I came to the gate for the first time. I will send the son to the gate of the mansion. You can tell my senior brother after you go in, and I won't stop. .”

Xie Miao nodded, and it made sense when he heard that, he had been in the palace for more than ten years, and there were many rules between the various palaces.

"Okay, then you should be careful when you go back by yourself, didn't the gatekeeper just say that there were bandits?"

Qinghe nodded, concentrated on driving the ox cart for about half an hour, and finally arrived at the street in front of the mansion.

Qinghe saw two teenagers in the same attire as Xie Miao cleaning the gate from a distance, so he stopped the ox cart: "You carry your son and go in quickly, the ox cart will not stop at the gate of the house, it smells strong There's still mud on the wheels."

"Hey!" Xie Miao picked up Xie Tianen, who was not sitting enough, and got out of the bullock cart. Xie Tianen was about to throw a temper tantrum, Qinghe snapped his fingers, and got Xie Tianen's attention back.

"My son, go back and heal your illness quickly. I will wait for you on the mountain to make sweet custard."

Xie Tianen wiped his nose with the back of his hand, and smiled at Qinghe: "Okay!"

Seeing the back of Xie Miao holding Xie Tianen into the gate of the mansion, Qinghe finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned the ox cart around, and walked back.

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"Where is Qinghe?" Xie Chong had just left the early court, and hurried to the backyard without taking off his official robe.

"Little master has already gone back. He said that he should bring a salute when he visits the house for the first time." Xie Miao saluted his prince and took Xie Chong's gauze cap.

"Hehe, my little junior brother is really particular." Xie Chong stroked his chin, and looked at his wife who was moaning and whimpering to his mother, telling his mother how fun Crescent Moon Mountain is, how powerful his teacher is, how sweet the custard is. How delicious, Xie Tianen who didn't stop for a while said, "It's time to go down the mountain now."

But our fastidious young man from Qinghe didn't even leave the city at the moment. He thought he had borrowed someone's ox cart and wanted to bring something back to express his gratitude. Prepare for a rainy day.

When he came out of the pharmacy, he was followed by a thief. He had just put his things away when someone bumped him hard. The thief saw that he was about to run away. Fortunately, Qinghe reacted quickly and hit the thief with his long legs. In the nest, the thief knelt forward and thumped twice, knowing that he might encounter a difficult situation this time, so he took advantage of the lack of people in front of the pharmacy to escape.So he turned around and rushed to Qinghe, flashing his knife: "How dare you come here!"

Qinghe thought to himself, your grandfather really dared.

Take a step forward.

"You are not afraid of death! Believe it or not, I will stab you!"

The clerk at the pharmacy heard the movement and poked his head out to have a look, then quickly retracted his head and closed the door.

A few people sitting and drinking tea at the entrance of the nearby tea shop quickly stood up and backed away.

"Grandpa doesn't believe it."

The thief's eyes were red with anxiety, and he stabbed at Qinghe's right shoulder obliquely with the knife. Qinghe turned to the right side, and the knife aimed at the thief's right wrist with his left hand. drop.

Seeing the thief holding his wrist and turning around to run away, Qinghe pulled out the bamboo rod for driving cattle from the ox cart beside him, and threw it between the thief's legs, and immediately shot left and right. In the upward movement, although the bamboo stick was no better than a stick, Qinghe used [-]% of his strength in this upward movement, and went straight between his legs. With a sound of "咻", the thief lay on the ground with his hands on his crotch, Here, Qinghe twisted his body in the direction of his wrist, spun in mid-air, and landed gently on the ground.

Qinghe found his purse from the "ahahah" thief, and drove away in a bullock cart.

If you want to steal me, you are still young. ． ．

My handsome figure. ． ．

It's a pity that these few people saw it. ． ．

It's a pity that Qinghe didn't know that the two people who drank tea by the street window on the second floor of the tea shop, after seeing his handsome figure, their brows became pimples.

Both of them have frost color in their hair, one of them has a mole between his eyebrows, his eyes are slender but has a beard around him, just like the Avalokitesvara cosplayer Li Kui, the other is thin, his eyes are black and blue, his lips are bloodless, The sparkle in those eyes was terrifying.

The bearded man said to Liang Jingjing: "Senior brother, but did I read it wrong?"

Liang Jingjing picked up the tea bowl and took a sip: "That's right. But it's not necessarily true. This kind of low-level moves are mostly known by people."

"That's right, that thing has been dead for almost 20 years. How can it be passed on to others?"

"16."

"It's only been 16 years."

"But the child's steps just now are exactly the same as his."

"...Shall I go and see?"

"Ah."

After a cup of tea, the bearded beard came back again.

"Leaving the city. Many officers and soldiers stood guard there, and I didn't dare to follow."

"Hmph, it's better to be really dead." After Liang Jingjing said, she put the tea bowl on the table heavily, and saw a spider web-like crack slowly appearing on the bottom of the tea bowl, but it didn't crack in the end.

It's just that after the two left, Xiao Er came to pack up the things, and the bowl shattered when touched,

"He's a bowl maker! What kind of broken bowls are you selling! There are so many porcelains in the past two days!"