I heard that Quan Xiang wants to be good [rebirth]

Early the next morning, Jing Kuang wanted to drag Jing Cong out.

Unexpectedly, Jing Cong, like a loach, seized the opportunity he didn't notice and slipped away from him, and went straight to the main hall of his mother and concubine.

Jing Kuang hurriedly wanted to pull him, and the two started fighting at the entrance of the main hall.

"Where are you going?" The emperor didn't come to Concubine Hui yesterday, and Concubine Hui barely woke up until the two children went out.Hearing the voice of Jing Kuang and Jing Cong tugging outside, she impatiently leaned out of the bed curtain and asked.

"Back to Concubine Mu, Cong'er is well, and was able to go out and run yesterday." Jing Kuang said calmly. "My son is going to send him to the prince's residence."

When Jing Cong heard this, he immediately wanted to defend himself.But at this moment, Concubine Hui was only concerned about getting some more sleep and returning to the cage, so she waved her hand to tell them to go quickly, and then lay back down.

Jing Kuang pulled him away and took him out like a prisoner.

"I'm not going to the second emperor's brother!" Just two steps out of the palace gate, Jing Cong dragged Jing Kuang again.Although when he was living a happy life two days ago, he was full of thoughts that if he didn't want to go to the prince's house in the future, he would go to the second brother's place to beg for a beating.But at this time, he was so scared that he flinched again.

Then let me apologize to the second prince, and let me go to the prince's office, how can there be such a good thing in the world!

"You broke someone's stuff and you got him punished. I haven't scolded you yet." Jing Kuang said with a frown. "How can you be so unreasonable?"

"He even hit me!" Jing Cong said. "Besides, if he hadn't insisted on talking back to his father, would his father be so angry that he would hit him? That's not my fault."

"Excessive words!" Jing Kuang reprimanded. "Two days ago, I asked the maid in my room to make another paper kite. You can take it later and pay it to your second brother."

"Is he your real brother, or am I your real brother?" Jing Cong snorted.

"Whether it's him or you, they are all the children of the emperor." Jing Kuang said seriously. "It's not right for you to distinguish between close and distant."

"You're not right!" Jing Cong said. "Mother and concubine said that although they are all the children of the emperor, only a brother born to a mother is the closest!"

"Mother and Concubine is right, or is Confucius right?" Jing Kuang frowned.

Hearing this, Jing Cong muttered, "How do I know if Confucius is right or not? I don't even know what the prince's master said. Who knows who Confucius is..."

The two of them fought like this, and the Bell Palace was right in front of them.

Jing Cong stopped again.

Jing Kuang took the paper kite from the maid behind him, and handed it to Jing Cong: "Take it."

Jing Cong refused to answer: "If I go, what if he beats me again?"

Hearing this, Jing Kuang stuffed the paper kite into his hand, and said coldly, "I don't believe he would be as unreasonable as you." Then he grabbed his shoulder and pushed him forward. "Go."

So on this day, Jing Mu stood in front of the steps, and before Shu Changyu came, he waited for Jing Kuang who was pushing a chubby dumpling.

The person who was waiting for did not come, but the irrelevant people came to make people feel uncomfortable.He glanced at the two of them, but said nothing.

Jing Kuang stood at the bottom of the steps, bowed to Jing Mu from a distance, and then pushed Jing Cong forward to let him go up by himself.

Jing Mu didn't look at him either.In past and present lives, Jing Kuang was always the kind of person he despised the most.In his previous life, when he competed with the First Prince and the Fifth Prince for the heir apparent, he took the initiative to ask for a border fiefdom, and exiled himself painfully.

Although after the dust settled, the puppet emperor himself was not much better than him.But he is willing to sink under the feet of the one he loves, but he is doing it for the benevolence, righteousness and filial piety, like a pedantic old scholar crawling out of old papers.

This kind of people is what Jing Mu looks down on the most.

He lowered his eyes, and saw that little fat man trembling with lingering fear, fumbling his legs, climbing up the stairs, the wings of the kite were clenched.

He watched him cautiously rubbing himself in front of him as if he was watching a puppy that he had beaten.

"Second brother..." Jing Cong, the seventh prince who was originally the most arrogant and domineering, shrugged his fat shoulders and lowered his head like a quail in water. "My brother asked me to apologize to you."

"Your brother asked you to come?" Jing Mu raised his eyebrows and asked.

The fat quail seemed to have been electrocuted, its whole body trembling with fright, and said hastily: "No no no! I want to come by myself! I want to apologize to you!" Having said this, he quickly clapped his hands together. Holding the paper kite, he handed it to Jing Mu and said, "This is what I will pay you!"

Jing Mu looked down at the paper kite with crumpled wings, and smiled again.

kite?All he needs is a paper kite?

He didn't bother to argue with this little fat man, he took the paper kite out of his hand lightly, and said casually: "Forgive you, let's go back."

Jing Cong didn't expect this to be so easy.

He froze for a moment, and seeing Jing Mu turn back, his courage to be weak when he was strong, and strong when he was weak, grew stronger again, and the incredible thought in his heart burst out instantly.

He took two steps forward and grabbed Jing Mu's robe.

Jing Mu turned to look down at him, and saw that the boy was looking up at him with his chubby face, grinning a mouthful of small crooked teeth: "Then, Brother Erhuang, since you are not angry anymore, can you teach me how to fight?" person?"

"Huh?" Jing Mu raised his eyebrows.

"No! Teach me martial arts!" He said, and made two gestures with his fleshy fists. "Drink! Ha! That's it!"

Jing Mu's lips curled up because of his teasing, and the sharp and cold lines on his face softened.

Jing Cong thinks there is something going on.

"I won't." Then, he heard Jing Mu say. "Don't teach, you go back."

At this moment, a cool and clear voice like spring water under ice sounded in the courtyard: "Your Highness?"

Jing Mu's conditioned reflex was normal, his expression became extremely gentle and obedient, and he raised his head to look in that direction.

Jing Cong saw that he looked like an enemy in his eyes, so he quickly followed his gaze to see who is the person who can scare Jing Mu so much.

Unexpectedly, that man was not the nine-foot strong man he imagined that could knock Jing Mu to the ground with one fist, but just a tall and tall scholar with a bookcase in his hand, looking very weak appearance.

Jing Mu is afraid of him?

The little fat man turned his head, by the way, this person is probably Jing Mu's wife, the kind who would hit Jing Mu's palm with a ruler if he disagreed with him.

The big box in his hand must be full of rulers.

The little fat man suddenly felt that he had found an ally.Everyone is afraid of the master, isn't that a friend!He poked Jing Mu with his elbow in a rather loyal manner, and asked, "Are you also afraid of your master?"

Unexpectedly, Jing Mu didn't even look at him, and pulled him away from him, then walked down the steps to meet him.

Jing Cong was speechless—I didn't expect Jing Mu's wife to be so secretive!It must be a devil worse than Jing Mu!

Down the steps, Shu Changyu was surprised to find that Jing Kuang was also here, and after asking, he knew that he brought his younger brother to apologize to Jing Mu.

Shu Changyu sighed secretly in his heart.Concubine Hui is domineering and aggressive, but she never expected to raise such an upright eldest son.In his previous life, Jing Kuang was a man with a loose body, and because Emperor Qian Ning died in a struggle for the throne, he simply walked away.Later, after only two years as the feudal king, he gave up the position of feudal king and went south to study alone.

What a wonder.

Unlike his younger brother, who looks like a fool in the world.Although the little fat man grew up and became a suave and handsome man, he was stupid and stupid in his bones, no different from when he was a child.

In the previous life, he did not participate in the seizure of the heir at all. After Jing Mu ascended the throne, Shu Changyu gave him a wealthy and idle king to take care of him, and he also enjoyed it. He spent all day raising pigeons and gardening flowers and plants in the courtyard. He is really a fool. There are silly blessings.

Such a comparison between the two, in the eyes of Shu Changyu, looks like gold and jade and dung, and it seems that Jing Kuang has become more upright.

Over there, when Jing Kuang saw him, he was also very happy in his heart, and he talked to him: "Master Shu is the Shujia Saburo who won the number one scholar a few days ago? I have the honor to read the article on the administration of officials that you wrote in Chunwei. I just feel refreshed and want to ask the adults for advice.”

Shu Changyu has long forgotten what articles he wrote in the examination room more than ten years ago.Hearing this, he smiled slightly, and said sloppily: "Your Highness the Fourth Highness is absurd, but it's just nonsense."

Jing Kuang looked serious, "I don't know if my lord has time after class today? The Ministry of Industry has a rest today, so my lord has other arrangements."

Shu Changyu looked at his appearance as a little rotten scholar, he was really cute.It's a pity that he wanted to go to this young man's appointment, but he really couldn't spare the time.He couldn't help smiling, shook his head and said: "I'm really sorry. I accepted the invitation a few days ago, and I'm going to the Qujiang Banquet of Mr. Wednesday, and it will be this afternoon."

Jing Kuang sighed after hearing the words: "I often heard that Mr. Zhou likes to make friends with knowledgeable people. He often has a banquet after the scientific examination. It's a pity. I have never seen it..."

"I've already apologized," at this moment, Jing Mu came to the side and said abruptly. "Why don't you take your brother back?" The voice was cold, with an attitude of chasing guests.

"Jing Mu." Shu Changyu frowned disapprovingly. "How rude."

It's inappropriate to say something out of the mouth.Even though he is Jing Mu's Young Fu, but he is just a low-level official among the officials. It's really rude to shout and shout at the prince like this.

Habits from the previous life popped up one after another as soon as they met Jing Mu.

But Jing Mu's temper was surprisingly good, not only was he not annoyed, he also lowered his head wearily, shaking his hands back and forth unhappily.

Jing Cong who followed behind was shocked.

Good guy!Jing Mu, who was neither humble nor overbearing in front of Emperor Qianning, was managed by Shu Changyu to be submissive!

For this weak-looking scholar, beating someone must be very, very painful, more painful than the guards under the father's guard hitting someone with a board.he thought.