Chapter 76:

Yanwuchang.
Today, not only did King Wang come early, but Yan Manzi also came early.
Yan Manzi suppressed the commotion one day and one night. He got up early this morning and ran over early. His family, He Dongshi, also said that he had changed his today.
Seeing that King Jing was standing on the Yanwuchang ground two minutes earlier than before, Yan Manzi had a moment of surprise. I thought of King Jing's hard work, but I didn't think much about it. Just lamented that King Jing's determination, Nengyu Wenxiang could not change his habits.
"Your Highness, so early."
Yan Manzi glanced around, but he didn't see Fushun, the follower, but there were two serving eunuchs standing in the corner of Yanwuchang. He smiled and stepped forward, took out a few books from his arms.
"His Royal Highness, look at what good things I brought to you."
When King Jing saw Yan Manzi approaching, he stopped his movements, so as not to hurt others by mistake. Although Yan Manzi's martial arts were strong, ten King Jing also beat him, but this was due to inertia.
"This is a good thing. I have cherished it for a long time. I will lend it to you and remember to return it to me later." When he handed it to King Jing, Yan Manzi's toothache grinned so much that he could care how much he cared These books.
King Jing glanced at the cover and couldn't see what it was, but he already had a bad hunch in his heart.
He stiffened and didn't pick it up, but he was curious.
Yan Manzi's eyes are old and hot, and just looking at King Jing's ‘sophisticated appearance’ is enough to understand his inner ‘desire’.
"Hey, hey, I don't want to borrow you. Lao Niu asked me to borrow a few times. I didn't borrow him."
Lao Niu is a general in the King's Mansion. He has a deep ‘friendship’ with Yan Manzi. Before Yan Manzi became married, the two were stunned and often communicated with each other. After getting married, even if there was a Hedong Lion in the family, they did not hinder the friendship between the two, but Yan Manzi no longer went to seek flowers and ask Liu with Lao Niu.
King Jing was depressed last night. He got up and left early today. At this time, Yan Manzi was chattering and filthy, and he was a little bored, but thought a little bit more.
He looked at the two eunuchs standing in the corner and waved his hands, and the two went silent.
Yan Manzi looked at this situation, his heart comprehended, and smiled wretchedly.
"Ha, finally got it. Come on, let's talk."
With that said, he took King Wang to the side of a case in the corner, dragged himself a stool and sat down, and let King Wang also sit.
Yan Manzi thought that King Jing would not follow him. Who knew that the man came with him and sat down beside him. He was shocked, and his face was even more lustful and lascivious. He even concealed one or two for King Jing, and said in a rough voice: "Men, it's all good, don't be shy, you have a thin skin and no meat to eat."
The skin is thin and there is no meat to eat, it is the words that Yan Manzi has always hung on his mouth before getting married.
He was five big and three thick, and he had a strong posture, and his unshaven, unshaven savages. On weekdays, he and Niu Geng will go out to find flowers and ask Liu to stroll around the kiln. Those first-name kiln sisters are reluctant to take care of him at first, but they will turn around Niu Geng. But he was thick-skinned and dead-skinned, and he was generous in his shots, and his equipment was alive and well. Some of the top brands had food to eat, and there were a few people who were obsessed with him.
It stands to reason that sisters in the kiln should like people who look like white ginseng scholars, but for a long time, ginseng will not be as popular as Yanman.
Niu Geng scolded those women for not having long eyes while he was bored, but the stern man often blocked him up and down with this sentence.
Compared with Yan Manzi's cheeky face, Niu ginseng will indeed be considered to be thin-skinned.
King Jing didn't quite understand the swear words that Yan Manzi said. He frowned halfway and wondered how to ask.
Knowing King Jing for a long time, he can have a rigid face that is different from ordinary days, everyone can feel it. Feeling the atmosphere of "I have a question, I have a question" in King Jing's heart, Yan Manzi, the demonstrative flower, smiled and moved closer.
"Your Highness is in doubt about the matter of men and women? Even if you say something, I always know that Yan Yan is endless!" After that, he also banged his chest.
King Jing stiffened and said in a deep voice: "She cried last night."
Yan Manzi's eyes were brilliant, and the beard on his face was shaking with excitement.
"Who?"
"Little flowers."
"Little lady?"
"Ok."
King Jing looked at Yan Manzi and saw him looking serious.
There was a moment of extreme silence in the Yanwuchang, and Yan Yanzi's voice heard again, "Where did you cry?"
King Jing's face was still dead, but he was full of depression?
"Bed."
Yan Manzi threw his mouth straight in excitement and vigorously patted King Jing's shoulder. Thanks to King Wang Xiwu for a few years, if he had to shoot him apart a few years ago. But even so, Jing Wang frowned.
"Grass, cough ..." The swearing hadn't been spoken yet, Yan Manzi realized that the person sitting in front of him was not the old cow, but His Royal Highness King Jing, his master. The conversion was extremely stiff, and he grinned fiercely, "His Royal Highness is so powerful that he can make a woman cry in bed. This is a skill."
He said, staring at Jing Wang blushing, hiding his face with envy behind his beard.
Since he got married, he can no longer go out to Wushan with those petite petite sweet Xiaochunchun sweet and sweet, let alone cry the woman in bed, the mother of the family worms do not get him in bed Just cry.
He was depressed in the whole day, he was very uncomfortable, otherwise he would not be so funny to care about the great things of others, he is not perverted!
In fact, you are a pervert!
King Jing didn't open his face because of Yan Manzi's words, his brows were still half-twisted.
"No."
"Isn't it?" Yan Manzi froze, didn't understand.
"No," King Jing said again.
Yan Manzi understood this. He poked his chin with his thick fingers. His Royal Highness meant that he did n’t cry the little lady because he was too brave.
How did that cry?
Yan Manzi thought for a while, Dawu!
After a trance, I saw King Jing's indifferent but seemingly a little angry and angry.
"Hey, hey." Yan Manzi smiled and whispered, "How did that cry? Wouldn't it be the wrong place."
This barbaric idea has never been the same as ordinary people. If he is an old ox with a similar face to a scholar, he should understand his idea, but it is a pity that King Jing is sitting in front of him.
"what?"
Yan Manzi coughed and did not dare to spread this knowledge to King Jing.
"Why would she cry, did she say anything?"
It's easy for him to be a strict man. While communicating, he has to play guessing.
King Jing thought for a while, "She said it hurts." There was a pause, and the sentence was swollen without saying it.
"Oh--" Yan Manzi nodded in comprehension, "I understand, your sire your skills are so poor that they make people cry."
"Why don't you cry?"
Yan Manzi smiled wretchedly, "Come, let me tell you ..."
...
The morning exercise time, which was originally one hour, was ended after being dragged to nearly two hours.
Before leaving, King Jing also brought some collections with Yan Manzi. Because of the idea of ​​asking for advice today, King Jing opened Fushun, otherwise these books would be really bad to carry back.
How King Jing avoids Fushun to study these books, this matter is not to be seen.
Xiaohua over there finally made the clothes made with Grandma He.
Light purple embroidered Wufu Tongshou jacket with silver-gray embroidered eight-treasure horse-faced skirt. The color is neither too dark nor too picky, after all, Grandma He was there. Wufu Tongshou's embroidered small flowers are not embroidered. Lilac helped to embroider. Other embroidery, including the main body of clothes, was made by Xiaohua himself.
When the clothes were ready, when Lilac went to the dinner at noon, Xiaohua asked her to take it, and when she got the tonic soup from Jingtai Temple, she handed it in by the way.
It was not the first time that Lilac took soup from Jingtai Temple. When it came to the door, someone went to tell the people in the small kitchen to hand the soup out.
Every time a man named Aunt Meng handed the soup out. Lilac thanked him. After taking the soup, he handed the burden to Aunt Meng.
"Aunt, this is the clothes our wife made for Grandma. May I help you to give it to Grandma."
Aunt Meng was a little surprised, but didn't say anything. He nodded, and then handed the burden to the guard on the side.
The rules in Jingtai Temple are strict, and there are items that need to be checked in and out.
The little received it with familiar smiles, said with a smile, and said, "Moguai", he untied the burden, picked up the clothes lightly and looked at them carefully.
No one in this Jingtai Temple knows that Grandma He is an old man. Even Grandpa Fu calls for aunts. Who does n’t know that they have a lady who has gone out of this temple, and they are very spoiled before the eyes of His Highness.
The outsiders are puzzled, but those who have served in Jingtai Temple for some years know how spoiled Mrs. Hua is, and they can go to the backyard once or twice a year before and do not know how many times to go in January.
Both of them can't afford to offend, but the rules are the rules. The little can only make a complaint with his mouth and make a quick check in his hand.
"What are you doing?"
Fushun Laoyuan saw a few people standing at the gate of the palace and approached and asked aloud.
Walking in front of him is His Royal Highness King.
King Jing today wore a sapphire blue light fur, inside which was a white robe embroidered with silver patterns.
Lilac salutes King Jing and Fushun separately, and then replied: "If you return to Fufu, Mrs. Li made clothes for the mother in the small kitchen.
King Jing glanced at the light-colored dress that had pierced his eyes for a few days, and walked over.
Fushun nodded and followed up without saying anything else.
Lilac led the lunch and went back to talk about it when he set the meal. Xiaohua didn't take it seriously after hearing it.
Jingtaidian small kitchen.
Grandma He smiled with her clothes made of little flowers.
"This girl still remembers her mother-in-law." She felt the clothes in her hand admiringly and felt good about it. ,,
The author has something to say: Aunt Meng has always been cold and has a rare smile. "Don't you remember her too."
"I just see that girl has eyesight, and thinks that she is also not easy. Obviously, the old of Fushun always pushed behind. It was poisoned and wronged. Make a point, and make such a comeback ... "
Speaking, Grandma He sighed, she knew the things that Princess Jing did.
Aunt Meng comforted: "It's a blessing or a curse. It's always a blessing for her, unlike the two. It's up to you to adjust it, and Hu Liangyi to adjust it. It won't take long."
"It's better to be like this."