Be a sick and weak noble son in Daqin

The spacious and comfortable carriage was blocked by several horses. If he didn't know who was coming, this posture would look like a robbery. Wei Ji looked at the prince who seemed to be taller than him in a daze, and sipped. She pursed her lips and pulled down the curtain, then leaned weakly in the carriage to save her little confidence.

It's okay, although he is not tall anymore, but he has a good-looking face is enough, and his current height is not too low, but he is a bit inferior compared with Qin people.

Just find a Qin person and a Wei person from the street to stand together, and the gentle and polite Wei person is more popular.

Xiao Yi, who was driving in front, turned around and saw that the son of their family saw Prince Si not only not happy but not energetic, he couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Young master, the front is Prince Si."

They are not some robbers blocking the way. There is no need to be afraid. Not every country has sons who are so shameless and dare to block the way for no reason. With their identities, they will not encounter bad things in Qin.

The young master hasn't been here for a few years, and he still doesn't know how high his status is in the hearts of the Qin people. Now even the babbling children know that the Qin people can live comfortably and defend the young master Ji. Real bandits will also take the initiative to retreat.

To be honest, these days they are safer in Qin than in Wei.

"I saw it." Wei Ji spit out a few words in an erratic tone, thinking of the grown-up little prince he saw just now, he couldn't help but feel sad, "I haven't seen him for a few years, why is he so tall?"

Obviously, the last time we met was a soft and cute little girl who only reached his waist. How could he be taller than me in the blink of an eye? up.

Prince Si got off his horse and pulled down the curtain because he thought the movement just now had scared people, but when he heard this, he grinned and looked very happy.

This is to praise him for his height, which is a good thing!

The young man in a good mood is as obedient and shouting as he was when he was a child. He thought it would be inconvenient to stand on the road for a long time, so he got on his horse and led the way after only a few words. Several people were able to enjoy.

Wei Ji covered his face and listened to the "Brother Ji", he always felt that the two of them had to be addressed in reverse now, what they called Brother Ji, in two years it would not be against the harmony for him to call Brother Si.

The Dukes of the Wei Kingdom are basically gentle, white, and weak. One of their characteristics is that they look small. Although his brother is nearly ten years older than Gong Ziqian, the two of them stood together and said that Gong Ziqian would definitely be young when he was young. There were a bunch of objections. He was so much older than Prince Si, but his appearance was too deceptive. In a few years, he really wouldn't be able to hold the airs of an elder.

This day is really sad.

The carriage was miserable, but the sun was shining outside. The joy of Prince Si, who was already able to take charge of himself, was undisguised. Anyone could see that he was in a very good mood now.

To be tall is to be happy, to be proud, to be arrogant. He is still growing his body now, and he will grow taller in the future. Brother Ji praised him too early.

His father and uncle didn't eat well or dress well when they were young and they could grow so tall. He has never been short of good food since he was a child. He will definitely be bigger than his father in the future, so it won't be too late to praise him.

The handsome young man on the tall horse had only a slit in his smiling eyes. The speed of the carriage was not as fast as that of a solo rider, and he was not as anxious when he came back.

The group arrived in Liyang City soon, and before Prince Si took them to his Prince's Mansion, Young Master Qian, who got the news a little later, blocked him, "Why didn't Ji'er come here without saying hello in advance, it's okay to write The guards at Guguan are smart enough to send a message to Liyang, otherwise we wouldn’t even know it when we got to the city gate.”

"Uncle has worked hard." Prince Si replied in a good mood, and continued without waiting for the people in the carriage to respond, "Brother Ji has had a hard time on the road, and my house has asked someone to clean up the room. Uncle, do you want to go together?"

"It's inconvenient to go to your place. Ji'er lived in my house when he came to Liyang, so you should go directly to my place." Young Master Qian shook his head, and he didn't want to directly propose another suggestion.

Ask Qin Guo who knows Ji'er best?

There is no one else but him!

Wei Ji looked at the two people who couldn't convince anyone, muttered something in a low voice and asked Xiao Yi to turn to the small courtyard where they lived before.

What are you fighting for?Can he still find a place to live in Liyang?

The two people who were arguing endlessly came back to their senses and found that there was only a shadow left in the carriage. They looked at each other and didn't know what to say. Damn it, why did they forget that Ji'er/Brother Ji has a place to go in Liyang!

"I don't even say hello, I'm so sad." Gongziqian muttered, glared at the stunned elder nephew, snorted coldly, got on his horse and chased after him, Ji'er stayed well in Weiguo, He had to ask clearly why he came to Qin this time, and not to be bullied by some blind people.

The Kingdom of Wei is still too far away from the Kingdom of Qin. It would take a lot of effort to spread the news. It would be great if it directly borders with the Kingdom of Wei. There is no intermediary country in the way. Even if Diqiu and Liyang are far away, it will be much more convenient to send messages. In a few years It will be more convenient for them to move to Xindu.

Mr. Wang Xu and Mr. Sun Dajun were there, and the yards near the restaurant were swept and cleaned. There was no concern that people would not be able to live there for a long time. Wei Ji asked Xiao Yi to pack up and bring the prepared greetings to meet next door. Their teacher then saw the miserable Sun Boling being taught a lesson.

Uh... It seems that the time is not coming...

Grandmaster Sun looked at the savior who fell from the sky, he didn't even need a wheelchair and rushed over. As long as he can save him from the fire and water, whoever comes will be his reborn parents!

"Brother, let go first, the teacher is here to kill you." Wei Ji tore the person off his body with great effort, looked at the angrily teacher who was carrying the broom, the corners of his mouth twitched and finally smiled, "Long time no see, the teacher's robust appearance Like back then."

The old man twitched the corners of his mouth, threw the broom and raised his chin, "When something happens, you know how to hide behind your junior brother, Sun Boling, Sun Boling, you are really promising."

Grandmaster Sun touched his nose, and muttered while hiding, "Isn't this a special treatment during a special period?"

Although he can move around without the wheelchair for a while, he will get tired after standing for a long time. Teacher, please let him go, this weak, pitiful and helpless disabled person.

Wei Ji took a small step back, looked at the teacher who was not so easy to calm down, moved to the side and asked in a low voice, "Brother, why did you offend the teacher?"

Sun Boling sighed, and couldn't help feeling sad when he mentioned this, "It's not a big deal, it's just that the teacher thought I was too old and kicked me out of the house so that I could make room for him to take care of his children."

It's okay if he doesn't speak, but when he speaks, the old man's anger rises again, he picks up the broom that he just threw aside and rushes over again, "You're reasonable, boy, don't look at how old you are, and wait for you in the future if you don't get married Teacher, I will send you to the end?"

Wei Ji: ...

What is this called, brother and sister?Why can't you escape the marriage urge anywhere?

The upright and self-sufficient gentle young man watched their senior brother dodge the broom that hit him with sluggish legs, sat down on the stone bench next to him and sighed endlessly.

The same world, the same parents, have to go through this, no one is better than the other.

Not long after, Gong Ziqian and Prince Si rushed here, took out two watermelons from the corner of the yard, washed them, cut them, and ate them while watching Sun Dajun get beaten. Seeing their skillful posture, it was obviously not the first time they had done this Son.

Wei Ji looked at the suffering senior brother, and then at the watermelon with red soil and green skin, which looked very attractive, and decisively abandoned their senior brother and chose to eat melons to watch the show.

Young Master Qian didn't come here just to watch the theater, he had to figure out why Wei Ji came to Liyang, he didn't even bring a few guards with him, it looked like he had run away from home, if Wei Gong didn't know, he had to send a letter there quickly.

Wei Ji: The melon in his hand suddenly didn't smell good.

The always indifferent and gentle young man lowered his head somewhat evasively, but finally stumbled out the reason why he came here. Young Master Qian wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, looked at Wei Ji whose voice was getting softer, and squeezed his fist down. Cursing, "I should have chopped up Wei Ang's bastard back then."

Prince Si nodded his head heavily, thinking that their uncle's idea was very good. Although he heard that Young Master An had been looking for famous doctors to take medicine to treat his illnesses after he returned to Daliang, but judging by the frequency of his seeking medical doctors now, it is estimated that it is even more useless than in the past.

If you take too much medicine, you will get sick. I wish the son's illness will be more serious. Otherwise, when it falls into his hands in the future, the treatment will not be as good as it was in the past.

Uncle wants to get the city from Wei Guo, so he has to eat and drink for him, and even find a beauty to serve him. Although this beauty may have other tasks, but he always enjoys the treatment. His methods are not so gentle, Prince There was a glint of light in Si Mou's eyes, and the plan to attack Wei State was advanced a lot in his heart.

When he finishes solving the mess on the grassland, Wei's good days will come to an end.

"What does it have to do with Young Master Ang?" Wei Ji looked blankly at Young Master Qian who suddenly mentioned outsiders, blinked his eyes and said helplessly, "It's just that I don't want to get married, and my brother is urging me so hard, I have to come here to take refuge .”

Sun Dajun, who had just received a beating, returned to his wheelchair and slumped. After listening, he sighed, "It's too miserable."

"Isn't it the same for senior brother?" Wei Ji turned to look at him, then asked with a slight smile, "Teacher in Liyang will not urge me to get married, but senior brother is different. In comparison, senior brother is even worse."

"Why do you think so?" Sun Boling looked at their little brother in surprise, sat upright and justified his name solemnly, "The teacher is angry because the brother didn't set a wedding date, not because I don't have a sweetheart."

It's not that the teacher said that living alone is too lonely, so we need to find more children to take care of. Even if we don't accept them as personal disciples, some children feel good when they are around. He just doesn't trust the teacher, so he postponed the wedding date. a period of time.

His sweetheart is very good-looking and good-natured, even by chance, his name is Songhua, he is a natural match for him, he is not miserable at all.

Wei Ji stared blankly at the senior brother who had left the singles alliance in the blink of an eye, opened his mouth and said nothing.

Still have this?

He came all the way for this trip, but in the end he paid by mistake!

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