Dengtian Road

There were a few people from Nanny Zhou staring at them. Although the rules of the people in the palace have been a little loose in recent years, they are generally passable. When Ji Shiye came out of the main hall, it was Ji Shiye who shouted loudly and made a commotion. It was too early. Mama sent someone over to inquire, but Ji Shiye had already left the mansion with him.

Under the escort of Wang Cong and other guards, no one in the palace dared to stop him, no matter whether it was the long history or the chief steward, it was only then that he realized that the matter was out of control. He couldn't see it before. King Xiao had never used the guards of the palace, and now suddenly It's tricky to enable.

The guards of the royal palace are usually silent, as if they are invisible people. Apart from practicing martial arts in the martial arts field for more than three years, they have not seen any movement. How could they be so dedicated to their duties? As soon as the young prince summoned them, someone stepped forward, and there was quite a call It seems that you have to pay attention to the posture you are following.

Nanny Ning was driven out of the market. She is not going to Baiyun Temple now, she is not going, and she is even more irritable. Fortunately, she still knows what is going on, and she didn't show it on her face, so she didn't attract the attention of the guards.

"Mother Ning, haven't you arrived yet?" Ji Shiye became impatient as the carriage kept moving forward.

Ning Momo's heart skipped a beat, and she finally gritted her teeth and made up her mind that if she missed this opportunity, she might not have another chance: "My lord, it's still far away, just take a moment and arrive when you wake up."

"Oh——" Ji Shiye didn't ask any more, and decided to "follow goodness like a stream", and really leaned on the soft couch and closed his eyes to sleep, in fact, he was practicing exercises.

Wang Cong glanced at Nanny Ning, said nothing, and went straight to Baiyun Temple according to Nanny Ning's instructions.

The carriage could only go halfway up the mountain, and Baiyun Temple was still higher up, and there was a section of the road that needed to be walked. After parking, Ji Shiye was woken up by Xiao Yuanzi who was accompanying him this time.

"It's here?" Ji Shiye's eyes were blindfolded, his face wrinkled into a bun shape, really cute.

This scene was watched by Xiao Yuanzi and Xiao Tuanzi, and his heart was a little itchy. He wanted to squeeze it, but he didn't dare, and it was quite uncomfortable to bear it.

"It's still close." Wang Cong replied standing outside the carriage, "My lord, do you want to be hugged by your subordinates or you go by yourself?"

"..." Seeing the scene outside the car, Ji Shiye pretended to be surprised, "Where is this, why is Nanny Ning here?"

"Baiyun Mountain, in front of it is Baiyun Temple." Wang Congxian replied step by step.

"My lord, I'm going to the temple to pray for blessings. Since my lord is here, why don't you ask for a peace talisman for the masters in the palace." Nanny Ning raised her smiling face and said calmly, as if she really planned for Ji Shiye.

"Okay!" Ji Shiye didn't refuse, kid, he likes fresh ones when he sees them, he has never been to Baiyun Mountain, no, to be more precise, when he grows up to this age, he hasn't even stepped out of the gate of Prince Xiao's Mansion Well, if the situation in the palace wasn't clear, he wouldn't take the risk of acting like this.

Ji Shiye didn't let Wang Huwei carry him away, he directly stepped on his short legs and rushed up the mountain in the first place.

"My lord, please slow down." Xiaoyuanzi and Xiaotuanzi quickly followed, and the guards stayed close to each other, leaving Nurse Ning and others behind to slowly climb up the hill.

The parking spot is not far from Baiyun Temple, but it is climbing up the stairs. Even adults are struggling to climb up, but Ji Shiye, a little kid, can slip out quickly, and he doesn't seem to be panting badly when he reaches the gate of the mountain temple, which shows how much he exercises on weekdays.

What caught the guard's attention was that Xiao Yuanzi and Xiao Tuanzi, who also followed the little prince crazy everywhere, were short of breath. Although these two are rootless people, but at that age, could it be that the young prince has a talent for martial arts?Later, he had to discuss with the commander. If it was feasible, he could teach the prince to practice martial arts from an early age. He didn't want to go to battle to kill the enemy, but at least he could keep fit.

"Hurry up, you guys are too slow." Ji Shiye waved his hand at Nanny Ning and the others who were walking slowly, with obvious meaning.

Nanny Ning and her party had no choice but to quicken their pace, they couldn't let the prince wait for their servants, could they?

During this trip, Wang Cong had the highest rank among the guards. He had already seen that the prince likes to be lively, so he didn't send people to clear the place, but he didn't deliberately hide it. A child became the prince, and immediately a young novice ran into the temple to report, and after a while, a group of monks rushed out to greet him.

Ji Shiye waved his hand and said decently: "Excuse me, take me to a fun place."

"A fun place?" The monks couldn't hold back any longer, and the three views shattered into dregs. This little prince was a little unreliable, but after thinking about it, he felt that this was normal. After all, he was still a little kid who didn't know anything. , There is nothing wrong with always thinking about playing.

The abbot was moved, and glanced at the youngest Zhike monk, who immediately understood and took the responsibility of taking Xiaowang to the temple.

Those disturbed pilgrims and all kinds of people who were begging for life in the temple, after being appeased by the monks, did what they should do, but it was different. The corners of their eyes glanced at Xiao Wang and his party from time to time, and occasionally their movements paused, obviously absent-minded.

King Xiao is known to everyone in Huayang City, but few people are lucky enough to see him. It is not surprising that they are curious about him. If they were not intimidated by the majesty of King Xiao, everyone in the temple would just come forward and watch.

The place was chosen by Nanny Ning, but Ji Shiye took the lead instead. The Zhike monk at the front led King Xiao to travel east and west, followed by a group of people. Nanny Ning became more and more disliked, but she did not dare to fall behind. Later, she had fully learned about Prince Xiao's stubborn nature today, so how dare she talk about it as a nanny?The most important thing for her today is to pray for Xiaobao, everything else can be ignored.

Ji Shiye had a lot of fun, but whenever he saw a rare thing, no matter whether it was valuable or worthy of his status, with a wave of his little hand, he asked Xiao Yuanzi and Xiao Tuanzi to pay for it, and if it was not enough, he asked Wang Weiwei to put it on the pad , Go back and make up for it.

Ji Shiye didn't want to add any twists and turns to the fortune-telling and fortune-telling, but he relied on children's ignorance to do it indiscriminately. The shaking range of the fortune-telling cylinder was either too small or too large, anyway, it was shaken a few times. This time, either one lottery was lost, or a lot of it was lost. He played very hard until the stall owner was about to collapse, and then he let it go.

With previous experience, Ji Shiye wanted to see the stall owner draw the talisman on the spot, and everyone didn't think there was anything wrong. As long as it could be done, everyone in the temple tried their best to do it.

Xiaowang is young, but Xiaowang's mansion is not easy to mess with. Messing with Xiaowang is tantamount to messing with Xiaowang's mansion. They still want to live longer, but they dare not make fun of the head on the neck. No matter how nonsense they feel, they can only stay with them to the end .

Isn't he just a naughty boy?He didn't beat them, scold them, and let him have a good time, which is considered a happy event, at least he can get a generous reward, and the Xiaowang Mansion is rich.

"This paper is not bad, wrap it up for me."

"That talisman is very good, take it back and I can give it to someone..."

After walking all the way, Ji Shiye gained a lot. Even if the goal has been achieved, he pretended to the end and didn't stop until he was tired of playing.

"My lord, you haven't gone to the Daxiong Palace to pray for His Majesty and them, so Mammy will carry you there." Mammy Ning suggested in a nice voice, but in fact she didn't give Ji Shiye a choice at all, so she picked him up without any explanation.

Seeing that the business was done, Ji Shiye didn't want to make troubles, and was lazy to pay attention to Nanny Ning, who had long been impure in mind, so she let her carry him to the hall.It’s fine to kneel down. Since Ji Shiye opened his mouth to speak, he has been taught to kneel down and kneel down to his parents. He didn’t have to kneel down to the Buddha statue. Mammy was mixed in, but she didn't care at all.

Ji Shiye raised his small eyebrows, and then stretched them out. It's not a bad thing to have faith, as long as you don't get dazed.

It was empty when we came here, but when we returned to Prince Xiao's Mansion, the carriage was fully packed. Ji Shiye sat in the carriage and held his chin, expressing his satisfaction.Now that the temptation was successful, and the guards of the royal palace listened to him, he never thought about staying out of the door, being a well-behaved and obedient "Miss Boudoir" who stayed at home, and there were some things that were difficult or impossible to do before. It can also be on the agenda now.

The first thing Ji Shiye did when he returned to the palace was to ask Nanny Zhou for money. Except for a part of it to pay the consumption bills of Baiyun Temple, he kept the rest for emergencies.

Nanny Zhou looked at the young Prince Xiao carefully for a moment, and then according to the request of the young prince, she readily gave him two pieces of silver.After leaving the main hall, she sent someone to find out what was going on, and when there was no problem, the matter was considered to be over, but Nanny Ning was inevitably scolded.

In the past, Ji Shiye didn't need money if he didn't go out, but now it's different, he has to gradually cultivate his own power, only the power in his hands truly belongs to him.From this point of view, few people in the palace can be trusted. They are loyal to either the emperor or the queen. People from these two sides are even more unpredictable in their minds, so they have to be on guard.

Ji Shiye's age is at a certain level, and if he wants adults to follow his lead, he must turn himself into a "monster". This is exactly what he tried his best to avoid, and naturally it is impossible to take advantage of it. Half a teenager.Of course, the people in the palace still need to use it, there is no reason to let them get moldy.

Ji Shiye deliberately showed a domineering temperament. When he was able to run and jump freely, every time he painted in the inner study, he stayed alone, and all the servants were thrown out by him, waiting outside the door for summons.

Once or twice, some people will be surprised. If there are too many times, everyone will be surprised. If the little prince doesn't do this, it will make people feel that something is wrong.

This was exactly the effect Ji Shiye wanted to achieve. After Baiyun Temple and his party, he moved all the supplies for the study into the inner study, and stayed in the study for at least one or two hours a day.

Everyone in the palace was not worried. When Ji Shiye left the inner study, his servants went in to clean it up. Each time, they could clean up different amounts of waste paper balls. The paints used were different, the paper was different, and even the painting utensils were also varied. It was clear at a glance that Ji Shiye is painting.

There are not many times for the young prince to be so quiet, and those who serve him closely wish him to be like this, so naturally they will not make any unnecessary objections.

Ji Shiye is now five years old, and it is not difficult to hold a brush. He is no longer limited to the various special paint pens before, and many kinds of brush-style brushes have appeared on his painting table one after another.