BOSS is working hard

A little unconvinced, "I really didn't do it on purpose, and he has older brothers and sisters to help him, don't tell me you won't protect me, Dad? Ouch, it hurts..."

The king of Donglin who was walking in front suddenly stopped, and Zhuang Jing bumped into his generous back without noticing for a moment, causing his nose to hurt.

Zhuang Jinglu rubbed his nose and looked up at him, "What...what's wrong?"

He frowned slightly, looking at Zhuang Jinglan with a serious expression, with one hand behind his back and the other on his head, a little heavy, but Zhuang Jinglan could feel his caution.

"You are the son of my Zhuang Jingrong. Others are protected by brothers and sisters, and you are also protected by your father and I! You are the young son of Donglin Palace, even if you beat others up outside, you should come back confidently. They dare to trouble you, and you have the entire Donglin Palace behind you, who dares to do anything to you, who dares to say anything to you?"

"Then what if I am favored and spoiled, and do evil outside to bully the people?"

The king of Donglin was stunned, then took Zhuang Jinglu by the shoulders and led him to the palace, and said proudly: "Because you are my son, I believe you will not do those things."

Zhuang Jing asked without giving up: "Then what if? What if I really did this?"

King Donglin rubbed his chin as if he was thinking seriously, "If there is a day when you are my son, and the son is not the fault of his father, then I should be the one who should be beaten or scolded, and there is nothing wrong with outsiders." Then Donglin Wang Yao Zhuang Jing raised his eyebrows and said: "But I'm a person, I usually don't do it lightly, but I don't do it lightly. If you really make a mistake, hehe, you have to be more serious!"

Zhuang Jing trembled, shrank his neck and quickly promised: "My son is now an adult, and he will definitely take care of himself so as not to cause trouble for your father! In the future, if someone bullies his son, if he can't beat him, just go to his father!"

The king of Donglin helplessly and kindly tapped Zhuang Jing's head, "You."

Yu Wu scratched his chin and smiled, and followed behind King Donglin.

Seventeen, Yi Guikang

"Master, someone from the palace announced that you are going to receive the order, and you are waiting in the hall now."

"Pfft—" Zhuang Jing, who was drinking tea, took a sip of tea and sprayed all the tea on Pancake's face.

……

Zhuang Jing, who lives in the palace every day, eats, sleeps and eats every day. After a few days, he is really bored, so he wants to go to the library in the mansion to find the legendary gossip unofficial history to relieve his boredom.

But before he could see what Zangshuge looked like just now, Bingzi, who had been 'missing' for several days, appeared in front of Zhuang Jing like a ghost, and told him such bloody words, so Zhuang Jing Yu sprayed tea all over his face.

"Master, someone from the palace has announced an order, and you are asked to go out to receive the order." The young man in Tsing Yi silently wiped the water stains on his face, and narrated again.

"Pfft—cough cough! Where did you come from?!" Seeing the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhuang Jinglu rolled his eyes for himself as he caressed his chest. He almost peed in fright just now.

Bingzi disappeared for several days without seeing anyone. Today he finally saw him, but he appeared in the same way as a ghost. Zhuang Jing said that he had a bad heart and should not play with him like this. OJL

"The one from the palace is still waiting in the living room, the young master is going to receive the order? If the young master is unwilling, the subordinates will send him back."

Zhuang Jinglu took out a clean silk handkerchief from his bosom and handed it to Bingzi. At first he hesitated for a long time and did not take it, but finally he took it silently under Zhuang Jinglu's persistent and silent insistence. .

"Did he say what he was going to do?" Receiving the imperial decree felt miraculous and subtle, but it seemed more hasty, how to receive the decree?What are you going to do again?

Zhuang Jingxuan scratched his head in pain, and looked at Bingzi asking for help, Bingzi cupped his hands and said, "The one said that His Majesty just wanted Young Master Xuan to enter the palace to catch up on the old days."

"Uh... well, what was my relationship with that person in the palace before?" Zhuang Jinglu asked cautiously.

Bingzi pursed his lips slightly and said: "Originally, this matter about the emperor should not be discussed casually, but since the young master asked, the subordinate will offend the young master by saying it.

The relationship between the Young Master and the Holy Majesty in the past should actually be good, because the Holy Majesty and the Young Master are relatively similar in age and belong to the same age, so the Young Master would often enter the palace to accompany the Holy Majesty when he was young, but when the Young Master grows up, although She didn't enter the palace as frequently as when she was a child, but she still entered the palace basically every month.It's just that recently, due to various accidents, the young master has not entered the palace for two months. I think the Holy Majesty wants young master Xuan to enter the palace this time to ask how the young master is doing. "

Hehe, so "he" and the emperor are still "bamboo horses"?I feel so affectionate.

Zhuang Jing rubbed his chin and frowned and said: "It sounds like I have a good relationship with him, but you also know that I don't remember anything now, so how should I face that person when I enter the palace?" Although he There is God X covering him, but he is afraid of ten thousand if he is not afraid of what happens. What if something is wrong with a good friend?And since ancient times, there is a saying that "the heart of an emperor is unpredictable", if he accidentally says something wrong or does something wrong, isn't it the rhythm of taking advantage of his current force value that is no different from Zhan Wuscum?

"Why don't you enter the palace with me, so that if I don't understand anything, you can help me with something if I don't do well."

"This..." Bingzi lowered his head in embarrassment when he heard the words, "I am afraid that this subordinate will not be able to fulfill the young master's order. If the Holy One just announces one person to enter the palace, then the subordinate will not be able to accompany him, otherwise it will be deceitful. It is a crime of disrespect. But the young master doesn’t have to worry so much. In the past, the young master often entered the palace alone and nothing happened. Although the young master has lost his memory, I don’t think there will be anything wrong. So please let the young master put it down heart."

"Is that so..." Zhuang Jinglu lowered his head in frustration, then stood up, "Well, since it's the one who came to deliver the decree, then I can't ignore him, now you go with me to receive the decree."

"Yes."

When he arrived at the hall, he saw the person from the palace sitting and drinking tea, with straight eyebrows and gentle eyes, wearing an official robe of Cotinus cotinus, with clouds embroidered with magenta silk thread on the hem of the robe, looking like a handsome gentleman.

Zhuang Jing thought that the person who came to proclaim the decree might be the same as in the TV series, the eunuch who spoke in a strange way, swayed and pinched the orchid finger when he walked, but this person could be seen from a distance. But he can clearly see the masculinity, and his every move is more like an elegant scholar from an aristocratic family. The first impression he gives is a good one.

Seeing Zhuang Jing relegated into the hall, the man put down the teacup and got up unhurriedly and gave a slight salute, "I have seen the young prince Yi Guikang." His attitude was respectful but not flattering, and he couldn't find any problems.

"Master Yi, you don't need to be too polite, please take your seat." Zhuang Jing walked into the hall and hurriedly raised his hand in return.

"Chen Xiang, don't hesitate to add tea to Mr. Yi." Bing Zi followed after him, and ordered the maid who was waiting on the side.

"Here." Hearing this, Chen Xiang lifted the pot and stepped forward.

"Don't bother, the official is just here to announce the decree for His Majesty. Although this time I was lucky enough to drink the rare 'Bi Yinlian Tea' from the Donglin Palace, but I drank a lot of tea when I was waiting, and I am afraid I can't drink any more now. " Yi Guikang shook his head a little embarrassingly.

Zhuang Jingxu stood up apologetically and clasped his fists at Yi Guikang: "I didn't know that Mr. Yi came to announce the decree and delayed a little time. Please forgive me for making Mr. Yi wait for a long time."

"No, no, look at what the little prince said. I also heard that the young prince is inconvenient today, and the official came suddenly. It is right to wait a while, but... the official is greedy and drank too much." Bi Yinliancha', now..." Yi Guikang raised his hand and lightly clenched his fist into a fist to cover up his embarrassment, "Ahem, I'm a little anxious..."

There was no sound in the hall for a while.

It took a while for Zhuang Jing to recover from the chaos, suppressed the smile in his throat and said, "If Mr. Yi is in urgent need of convenience, just talk to his servants, why wait here and wait for me to hurt myself?" ?”

"This, this... Your majesty is here to read out the imperial decree for His Majesty, and everything should be put first. Although people have three urgencies, but to relieve... you should think about it after completing His Majesty's decree..." This time Yi Guikang's whole face turned red after he finished speaking, and he didn't know whether it was from shame or from restraint.

"It's my impoliteness that came late, so please Master Yi announce the decree now." Zhuang Jing stood up and got ready to receive the decree.

After saying that, Yi Guikang also got up and waved his hand, a black and gold-edged token-like thing appeared in his hand, and after a burst of dazzling but not glaring light blue light flashed, the token in his hand was like a token. The black and gold-edged sign became a three-inch-wide and one-foot-long sign—imperial decree.

Yi Guikang went to Burma just now with the imperial decree in hand, and said with a gentle and solemn expression, "The little prince of Donglin Mansion, Zhuang Jing, is relegated to accept the decree!"

Zhuang Jing clasped his fists and bowed: "My lord, Zhuang Jing of Donglin Mansion accepts the decree!"

Eighteen, the young emperor

"Gods above, the Emperor of the Eastern Dynasty said!

I haven't seen Qing for a long time, I miss you very much. I don't know how Qing is now. I heard that Qing is still sick. I want to call you into the palace to recount the past and have the royal pharmacist treat you. I don't know if you are willing to come into the palace to accompany me. ?

This is it.

Let the little prince accept the order. "

Zhuang Jing stared blankly at the imperial edict inlaid with gold and black silk that Yi Guikang handed in front of him, but couldn't recover for a while, "This?" Is this simply asking him to play with him and 'see a doctor' for him?

Yi Guikang helped Zhuang Jing to put the imperial decree in his hands, and the moment the imperial decree fell into Zhuang Jing's hands, the imperial decree, which was three inches wide and one foot long, turned into a token half the size of a palm.

"Please also ask the little prince to keep the imperial order, holy