Chapter 1017: If you run away again, I will break your legs
Whether you are defeated or not, that is a matter for the future.
Qi Baoer only knew that after she came out of the imperial study room, she had something more to worry about.
Damn, the emperor is amazing.
Well, it is indeed amazing!
Fortunately, there is really no need for Qi Bao'er to put any thought into this matter. She has all-around assistants Twelve and Yuchi. In addition to going to the Ministry of Industry to select people and choose a secret place to build a foundry in the early stage,
, others will be watching what happens next.
This is the importance of cultivating confidants, although Qi Baoer thinks that she has never cultivated them.
But who gave her a pair of ghost eyes that can reveal fortunes? She is the one who can tell the difference between a loyal girl and a good girl at a glance.
That's right, it's such a stinky fart.
But at this moment, the stinky Qi Baoer was caught by her father.
"Stop."
A roar almost echoed throughout Prince Xian's palace.
The old man who has always cherished Prince Xian is actually so angry with Prince Xian today???
This is an even more spectacular sight than a sudden red rain falling under the sky.
Suddenly, all the servants in the palace became extremely restless.
The gardener who had just finished pruning the garden picked up the big scissors and jumped up from the bed, rushed into the garden, and scratched the hollow branches of the short branches;
The maid who had already passed through the corridor patted her forehead as if she suddenly remembered something, then turned around and hurried back towards the way she came.
What's more, in any relatively secluded place in the garden, there are noisy heads protruding from them like abrupt foreheads;
Even Butler Qi, who was usually a very steady person, was so disrespectful that he picked up an attendant in front of him from behind a rockery and knocked half of his head out.
At the corner of the corridor connecting the front and back yards in the garden, Qi Baoer's raised feet stood in the air, then put them down slightly stiffly.
Turn around, look back.
She was always professional when it came to changing her face. She immediately grinned with big white teeth and said, "Master."
The old man Qi blushed and strode forward with a thick neck, "Don't call me grandpa, I should call you grandpa."
"That can't be done. The ancestors of our Qi family will pop out of the ground."
"You still dare to give me your skin? Tell me, are the rumors spread outside true?"
"What?"
Blinking, blinking again, the long eyelashes curl up, as innocent as you want.
"Don't pretend to be stupid. If the old King of Jin hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known. Are you planning to wait until you arrive in Zhouchang before you send a letter telling me about your breast?"
Qi Baoer's smile froze slightly, "Sir, this hasn't been determined yet."
Not sure yet, not negative.
Old Man Qi's fire that had just been declining started to ignite again with a roar. After looking around and finding nothing he could take advantage of, he bent down and took off his shoes and rushed towards Qi Bao'er.
That vigorous figure doesn't look like an old man at all.
"I made you unsure, I made you go to Zhou Chang, I made you live and die; stop, you still dare to run away from me."
"My dear, you've slapped me with the soles of your feet, and I still won't run away?" That's not stupid.
Originally, the old man Qi was just showing off, so how could he be willing to fight for real.
But as soon as Qi Baoer said these words, he would never stop until the person who owed him was beaten.
"You still dare to talk back. Is Zhou Chang a place you can go to casually? Hundreds of gods and men have all retreated to Zhou Chang. Who knows if there are only a few hundred gods and men in Zhou Chang who have retreated? Who knows?
Will Zhou Chang set up an ambush waiting for you to go?"
"You really think you are immortal, do you really think no one in this world can touch you?"
"Hoo, ho, stop right here. If you run away again, I'll break your legs."
A group of servants were eating the food around them: "..."
Old man, if you can't catch up with the prince, how can you break his legs?
Most of the servants were just enjoying the show and watching their masters have fun; but there were also a small number of smart people who understood the underlying meaning from the scolding words of the old man Qi.
Butler Qi looked solemn, and the guard leader Qi Rong also had a worried look on his face.
Although Zhou Chang is just a small country, after Ke Jing Qian Zuo Ke rebelled, no one with a brain will despise Zhou Chang anymore.
Butler Qi and Qi Rong happened to be standing together. They looked at each other, and they could see in each other's eyes that they were thinking the same thing as themselves.
As servants, they naturally hope that the masters they follow will be outstanding, powerful, powerful and wealthy, so that they will not be wronged as servants, and they will be able to stick to the light, and even one of them will become a chicken or a dog and ascend to heaven.
However, they don't want their master to be too powerful. Many people don't understand the reason: the more powerful a person is, the heavier their responsibilities are, the more they bear, and the more dangerous they will be.
Just like their master Xian Wang, she was so powerful that few people in the entire court dared to offend her; but from another perspective, whenever a powerful enemy invaded or there was a powerful enemy hiding around the country, the first thing everyone thought of was
One person is their master.
However, as the most powerful master, no matter whether he is willing or unwilling in his heart, at this time, he can only do his duty, otherwise he will lose the support of the people.
But, whose master is the one who feels sorry for him, their prince is only fifteen years old!!
Personally speaking, if something happens to the master, none of these servants will think too well.
Qi Bao'er, the housekeeper and the others, didn't know what they were thinking. She was still dodging the old man Qi's pursuit in a panic.
"Master, master, we are civilized people. We don't want to do this. If we have something to do, sit down and talk about it."
Old Man Qi gasped and stopped, "I'm talking about you, are you ready to have a good talk with me? Even if you are going to Zhou Chang, I have to hear from the old King Jin, are you ready to have a good talk with me?"
"
"Whoosh", his feet flew past Qi Bao'er's hair and fell into the flowers outside the inner corridor before disappearing.
The old man Qi had no weapon in his hand and bent down to take off the other shoe.
How could Qi Baoer let him do it over again? He hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "My dear, you must be tired. Look at the sweat on your forehead. Come on, I will help you to rest for a while."
"
"Let me go." Are you trying to help me?
You are holding me hostage.
Qi Bao'er smiled and forcibly helped Old Qi to sit down by the corridor, then squatted in front of him and put his head on his lap like he did when he was a child.
In an instant, Old Man Qi was like a balloon being pricked by a needle, and the breath in his stomach dissipated without a trace in just a few breaths.
Raising his hand to wipe his granddaughter's hair, the old man Qi's eyes turned red before he knew it, "Good boy, can we not go to Zhouchang?"
There are so many people in the Qilin Kingdom, but there are only a handful of capable people, and there are also countless gods and men. Why do you have to be the first to do everything?
If there is an evil cultivator, you rush, if there is no headless zombie, you rush, if there is an invasion of the wilderness, you rush, if something happens to Dragon Vein, you rush; just because you are very capable, do you have to be the first to rush in everything?
"My dear, I want to go back to the village. How about we go back to the village? If that doesn't work, let's find a place where no one is around."
"We don't want this wise king, and we don't want the Minister of War. Don't worry about your father. He is not a power-hungry person. As long as you nod, your father will definitely come to join us without saying a word."
"Good boy, let's go, okay?"
They don't care about the bullshit Minister of the Ministry of War. They don't care about the first-class wise king. He just wants his obedience to be safe.
