The effect of accumulated experience is slowly reflected unconsciously...
From the very beginning, Yan Bing could only rely on his agility and speaking skills to fight his way to the end. Now, he has gradually grown into a qualified politician, both in terms of political acumen and long-term planning.
Mature and steady, but...she herself didn't notice anything...
It's as natural as breathing...
This is...the effect brought about by the accumulation of experience...
"Okay...I probably understand..." After listening to the complete information gathered by the three of them, Yan Bing nodded and said with a smile: "It's not a big problem, it's just a misunderstanding..."
"A misunderstanding?? You mean... His Majesty has no intention of killing King Qi?"
"No...I mean, King Qi is a little unjust...but His Majesty's intention to kill him is true." After saying that, Yan Bing stood up, shook his clothes, and slowly walked outside the house...
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"Why are you going??"
"Do you even need to ask? I must either go to see King Qi or His Majesty."
"None of them..." Yan Bing slowly turned around and looked at everyone, his face flushed, he glanced at the beams, pretending to be indifferent and said slowly: "I'm going to... practice my tongue twisters again...
...it's a bit embarrassing to go out like this now...you...are not allowed to eavesdrop!"
After saying that, without waiting for anyone to react, he turned around and ran, diving into the cellar...
But even though his hearing was too sensitive, he still heard everyone's laughter.
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"Red phoenix, pink phoenix, red phoenix...ah! Fly! Yes, fly! Come again! Red phoenix, pink phoenix, red phoenix Cui..."
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"Red phoenix, pink phoenix, red pink...fuck! I bit my tongue! It hurts!"
"Pfft~~"
"Don't laugh! She'll hear it soon!"
"You are still talking about me, and your face is almost writhing with laughter!"
"No - allowed - to eavesdrop -!!!"
"Run!!"
"Wow..." Hearing the sound of "birds and beasts scattering" outside the door, Yan Bing frowned and let out a long sigh... 八一中文网
"Black fertilizer likes to evaporate, while gray fertilizer doesn't like to evaporate. The black fertilizer is better than the flying one... Ah, bah, bah, bah, bah! It's so... so stupid!! Come again!!"
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One month later…
Zeng Ke returned to the capital after a long absence...
At this time, he was still dressed in a smart short game. Although he was no longer wearing black brocade and official boots, the "evil aura" about him that was calm and self-defeating still made others shun him.
But Zeng Ke himself... was always staring at the pigsty on the outskirts of the city, silent...
This pig... must have at least twenty kilograms of pork belly and thirty kilograms of tenderloin. Hmm... it's pretty well raised...
"A good man! This good man!!"
Several greetings suddenly interrupted Zeng Ke's contemplation. When he looked up again, he saw a stout farmer with a silly smile on his face. He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Isn't this good man a fellow traveler? You have been staring at...
The pigs don’t even dare to eat..."
"Oh! Hahaha! I originally wanted to come in and ask for a drink of water, but when I saw that this pig was raised very well, I couldn't help but look at it a second time and laugh." Zeng Ke hurriedly joined in with a smile and cupped his hands.
As soon as the other party heard that he was asking for water, he also let go of his guard. After a few simple greetings, he turned around and took a ladle of water and handed it over. After chatting and rambling a few words, Zeng Ke thanked the other party.
Entered the capital.
However... he did not go directly to Prince Gong's Mansion, but wandered around the capital. As a result, this trip... lasted five days...
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Day six...
The cellar of Prince Gong's Mansion...
"I rode the donkey up the mountain, and I rode the donkey down the mountain! Eight hundred pacesetters ran to the north slope, and the artillerymen ran side by side to the north. The artillerymen were afraid of touching the pacesetters, and the pacesetters were afraid of touching the artillery guns..."
"What are you reading about? What artillery pacesetter?"
There was a sudden question, which frightened Yan Bing. When she turned around, her face was already full of smiles...
"Godfather!! You are here!!"
As soon as he heard this title, Zeng Ke immediately frowned. Although many years had passed, the concept of superiority and inferiority engraved in his bones still made it difficult for him to accept this identity. He then raised his hand and responded in a deep voice: "
Subordinate, pay homage to Her Royal Highness the Princess!"
"Tsk! You are not a princess! Why are you still like this, godfather? Come on, let me ask my servants to make you a pot of tea! Huh? By the way, godfather, are you hungry? Have you eaten?"
As Yan Bing spoke, he helped Zeng Ke out of the cellar. Although Zeng Ke had shown a lot of reluctance on his face, he couldn't force it, so he had to half-hunched over and be supported by Yan Bing.
"My subordinate has already eaten. Your Highness is not worried about it. Your subordinate is here this time..."
"Godfather!! I will be angry if you are your subordinate again! My father left early... Apart from you, the only elder in the court who is close to me is He Lao. After so many years of friendship, you can't lose it.
Are you calling me like a family member with all these false gifts??"
family……
This familiar yet unfamiliar concept made Zeng Ke shudder slightly. His life of more than fifty years passed by like a white horse. Zeng Ke, who had devoted all his efforts to Black Jinsi, had only a few people except his master.
An old servant keeps each other company.
And with the death of the master, those old servants... were all killed in the "accident" six years ago. Now he... how can he dare to ask for a family...
"Besides, my father personally ordered you to be Wen Miao's godfather! Then isn't Wen Miao's godfather my godfather? I really don't understand why you are so pretentious... Just
Can't you accept it generously? Really..."
Yan Bing was still talking non-stop, completely unaware that Zeng Ke's eyes were gradually showing some softness...
"Qihua..."
"Why!!"
"Why have you become...more nagging than before..."
"Really? Maybe it's because you practiced speaking... You don't even know my godfather! I haven't spoken to you for more than a year! But it would be a long story to say this! I have to introduce you to someone first.
People, no, no, there is not just one, there are many..."
Yan Bing talked and gestured so hard that she was frothing at the mouth. Of course, she also noticed the change in the name of her godfather, but she was silently happy in her heart and did not point out...
That night, the huge Prince Gong's palace was brightly lit, full of guests and friends, and the hall was filled with wine, meat and dishes. Yan Bing not only invited all the backbone of Tongshun Camp over, but also asked Zheng Chenggong and Shi Lang to each hold a cup of hot tea.
After kowtowing and recognizing Zeng Ke as his godfather, Zhao Er learned that his adoptive father was back and rushed over from Tongshun City with his whole family...
Yan Bing's side... hasn't been this lively for a long time...
