Xiao Qinghuan

Chapter 110

Not long after Jiang Ying left, Yan Qing came.

Jiang Xiaohan calculated the time in a daze, and if nothing unexpected happened, the genius outside had just turned dark.

The time he came here before seemed like he came to recognize the door, but this time it was the real thing.Yan Qing wore a slightly thick cloak under his arms, and even carried a food box in his hand.Looking at his posture, Jiang Xiaohan didn't seem to be squatting in a big prison, but a hot spring village outside for recuperation.

Yan Qing looked as usual, walked in with ease and closed the cell door behind his back, and put the food box beside the low couch.He lifted the lid of the box, and there were four dishes and a cup inside, and a small silver pot. Jiang Xiaohan reached out and touched it—it was hot.

Jiang Xiaohan was taken aback: "...Ah Qing, do you know what this looks like?"

Yan Qing lowered his head to pick up the dishes, and took time out of his busy schedule to say something back and forth: "What?"

"It's like sending off a meal." Jiang Xiaohan said dumbfoundedly: "Anyone who lives here will only be treated like this if they go to the Meridian Gate the next day."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yan Qing raised her head and glared at him.

After Jiang Xiaohan finished speaking, he regretted it, and took his hand as if to please him, and looked at him with a smile.

Yan Qing had already changed out of the bluffing wide-sleeved long robe that he wore earlier, and now he was wearing a black night suit, sitting on the floor carelessly, and took out the bowl of stew from the food box first.

Jiang Xiaohan was about to reach out to pick it up, when he saw Yan Qing's hand was in the air.

"I feel like a prison visitor." Yan Qing said suddenly.

Jiang Xiaohan was amused by him: "You are."

Yan Qing thought about it carefully, and felt that what he said was correct.

The stew pot was previously warmed with hot water, and hot charcoal was placed in the interlayer of the food box. It was not cold at all all the way, and it was slightly hot to the touch.Yan Qing was afraid that Jiang Xiaohan would be inconveniently injured, so he wanted to feed him, but it was a pity that Mr. Jiang was not so blessed, and felt awkward in every possible way, so he finally took the stew pot by himself.

Jiang Xiaohan lowered his head and took a sip, and found that the porridge was simmered with ham and shredded chicken, the oil foam was skimmed off, and the stew was soft and fragrant, which was the craftsmanship of Jiangfu's cook.

He has been in prison these days, with insufficient food and clothing, and a weak spleen and stomach. He can't eat anything now, and he doesn't want to refute Yan Qing's kindness. That half cup of porridge.

Yan Qing shook off the cloak he brought and covered him for him.

Jiang Xiaohan saw that he was about to turn the cell into a separate courtyard, so he said helplessly, "Ah Qing, if Fan Rong comes tomorrow, what should we do if we see these things?"

"He won't come." Yan Qing said casually, "Don't worry."

Jiang Xiaohan slapped his hands and looked at him vigilantly: "...how do you know?"

Compared to Jiang Xiaohan's ability to speak human words and nonsense when seeing people, Yan Qing is undoubtedly a person who is not good at lying. Every time he is forced to tell a lie, most of his eyes will wander, faltering and trying to find something to say, To cover up his guilt.Jiang Xiaohan has been with him for such a long time, and it is almost right to catch him.

The smile on Jiang Xiaohan's face faded slightly. He put down half a bowl of porridge in his hand and looked at Yan Qing: "Ah Qing, where did you go today?"

Yan Qing was Jiang Xiaohan's opponent, he couldn't stand it for a while, so he simply recruited himself to face the saint.

Master Jiang gasped, trying not to scare himself.

Before he could figure out a euphemism, Yan Qing asked before he could speak: "If I don't come, how are you going to get out in the future?"

Mr. Yan has been invincible for a long time, and finally Fu Zhi thought out a set of techniques to defend against the enemy - called an eye for an eye.

Mr. Jiang snorted, and the advice he had just thought of just now stuck in his throat.

Yan Qing finally consciously gained the upper hand once, and raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

"...If you don't come, I will take the opportunity to send the military register to Ning Yu." Jiang Xiaohan confessed in a broken jar: "Ning Yu will hold me for the sake of the military register. Afterwards, in order to dispel his suspicion, I will throw myself on his thief boat, force the palace together with him, and then 'die' in that battle of forcing the palace... I have already arranged appropriate people to respond, and then I will stay overnight Get out of the city and go to Kunlun."

People need to have an identity when they live, which is not just a name.Incognito is easy to say, but it is followed by the demise of a life. Others are still alive, but their names, biography, ancestral halls, relatives and friends must be parted with this identity.

This is also the reason why Yan Qing must go to see Ning Zongyuan. It is true that he is willing to be Jiang Xiaohan's connection with the world, but he does not want the other party to become a duckweed leaf for him, living like a ghost without touching the ground all day long. restless.

The two of them looked at each other, and decided to balance the two faults, and no one should mention this.Otherwise, if it is really counted, I am afraid that two adults in their twenties will have to be carried into the study to copy scriptures in disgrace.

After Qiuhou settled the score, Yan Qing still couldn't help but said: "... Kunlun and other idlers are not allowed to enter, so what if you go, if you can't find me."

Jiang Xiaohan leaned back against the wall, and sighed pretendingly: "Then I'll build a thatched hut at the foot of your mountain, and bring A Ling to wait for you to go down the mountain."

Before Yan Qing felt sad, Master Jiang said leisurely: "Then teach Ah Ling to sit at the door every day, and when you go down the mountain, he will hug your waist and yell that Daddy has always abandoned him."

Yan Qing: "..."

Nonsense!

Mr. Jiang is used to making jokes, such an interruption, the serious business just now was almost forgotten.Jiang Xiaohan picked up the half bowl of porridge that he couldn't finish, and used it as a stove to warm his hands.

"Just now I forgot to say that when I came to Beijing this time, my master gave me a token for emergency." Yan Qing said: "Otherwise I wouldn't have gone to see Ning Zongyuan so hastily."

"Token?" Jiang Xiaohan came alive: "How did your master get involved with His Majesty?"

Jiang Xiaohan felt that the question was very normal, but who knew that Yan Qing's expression suddenly became very subtle, and he gave Jiang Xiaohan a hesitant look, as if he was very embarrassed.

Jiang Xiaohan was at a loss.

Yan Qing gritted her teeth, leaned forward and listened to it, and told Jiang Xiaohan all about Lu Feng's explanation and Ning Zongyuan's reaction yesterday.

At the first glance, Mr. Jiang heard this royal secret, as if he had been struck by lightning. You and I were stunned for a long time before he managed to find his own voice: "...Your Majesty, with your master...?"

Yan Qing nodded.

Looking at his expression, Jiang Xiaohan felt a little pain.

"No wonder." Jiang Xiaohan said: "I once chatted with Jiang Ying about the leader who set up the Shadow Guard. I heard that the other party was mysterious and capable. No one in the Shadow Guard could see his face, so he could only say 'Mr. ’, mysteriously disappeared more than twenty years ago, and I don’t know where to go.”

Yan Qing also agreed: "Since I can remember, my master has had a rule not to enter Chang'an City... Counting the years, it's probably true."

"...Maybe Your Majesty is right." After all, Jiang Xiaohan is more knowledgeable than Yan Qing, and quickly calmed down: "I don't know if the two of them have been in touch for so many years, but you once said in Pingjiang that every year you When Master was born, he was not in Kunlun, so it may be true as His Majesty said, maybe he was near Chang'an."

"I think so too." Yan Qing frowned slightly: "But I never communicated with him outside, even if I knew he was there, I couldn't find him."

"Then wait." Jiang Xiaohan said.

Yan Qing didn't quite understand: "What are you waiting for...?"

"Based on your master's understanding of His Majesty, he may have expected this to happen when he knew that you were going to see His Majesty." The old god Jiang Xiaohan was there: "If he wants to see His Majesty, he will come to you later. If you don’t want to see him, it’s useless for you to look for him...Since he can account for your and my affairs, he knows the capital well, so don’t be impatient, just wait.”

Yan Qing thought about what he said, and felt that it was reasonable, and let go of most of her heart that had been on her mind.

Strange to say, it was Jiang Xiaohan himself who was imprisoned here with iron chains, but he forced himself to be a "bystander".

The half bowl of porridge cooled very quickly, Mr. Jiang regretfully put the stew pot back into the food box, and pulled the cloak around him.

Yan Qing has been silent since just now, Jiang Xiaohan didn't speak to urge him, he leaned against the wall, looked at Yan Qing's face greedily and tenderly, as if he felt that he wanted to make up for the loss he had made earlier.

It doesn't matter if you gossip or chat with each other, or don't say anything at all, just sit quietly like this, Jiang Xiaohan feels that there is nothing wrong, as long as the person sitting opposite is enough.

"I thought about it, but I'm not sure whether my master will see him or not." Yan Qing bit the corner of her lips, with a look of embarrassment: "...I can't force him to do what he doesn't want to do."

Jiang Xiaohan said with a smile: "You were frowning just now, just because of this?"

"Well..." Yan Qing nodded: "But Ning Zongyuan made it very clear that he will only let you out if he meets my master."

"What's the matter? In terms of seniority, your master is also my elder. The younger generation should suffer. What's more, this kind of private matter should be left to the old man to choose for himself." Jiang Xiaohan stretched out his hand to Yan Qing: "... suffering Zhang What are you doing with your face, come here."

He was injured on the shoulder, and his hands had no strength, so Yan Qing grabbed him halfway through the lift.Yan Qing moved to his side, before he could speak, Mr. Jiang insisted on stealing a piece of incense.

"Well, it was delivered to your door." Mr. Jiang licked his lips with a satisfied face: "Shu Tan."

Yan Qing: "..."

——Forget it if it hurts him to death!

Seeing that Yan Qing didn't want to talk to him, Jiang Xiaohan tugged at his sleeves in a rascally way: "It's very boring in prison, I don't know day or night, what's the day outside."

Yan Qing naturally knew that he was talking nonsense, Jiang Ying went out every night and said nothing, there were still fresh scratches on the wall behind Master Jiang.

But Yan Qing also understood that Jiang Xiaohan was just looking for a step to talk to him, so he said: "Tomorrow will be the first day of the winter month, and there is still half a month before the birthday banquet of His Highness the Sixth Highness."

"Hmm..." Jiang Xiaohan said thoughtfully: "If there is no accident, His Majesty will invite you to the palace tomorrow. Have you thought about how to deal with it?"

Yan Qing was taken aback: "Go to the hall?"

"Tomorrow is the first day of the new year, the day of the Great Court Meeting." Jiang Xiaohan patiently told him a little bit about this kind of doorway: "This is the best opportunity to draw you in front of others. If I am Your Majesty, I will definitely not Will let it go."

Naturally, Jiang Xiaohan was more comfortable with court affairs, Yan Qing simply put aside the silly words just now and listened carefully to his serious business.

"Ning Yu knows the relationship between you and me. He must be flustered when he sees you, and he will definitely test you after the next court. You don't need to talk to him, just pretend to be aloof, he can't figure out what you are I don’t dare to treat you casually.” Jiang Xiaohan paused: “Others are trivial matters, you don’t have to care about human relations, and you don’t have to give anyone’s face when you are full of civil and military affairs. But there is only one thing, Ah Qing, you want Do remember..."

Seeing his serious expression, Yan Qing couldn't help asking: "What?"

"Your Prime Minister Shu Chuan." Jiang Xiaohan said, "Tomorrow's court meeting, you have to find a way to get him to court."

The author says:

Thanks to Fresh Passion Cannon, Snail Loves Lemon, and Shan Qiaozi for the fish food~Thanks to Dust Ye for the Rainbow Candy~Thank you very much~