A tyrant develops a daily life

Chapter 98 Meeting
Jing Xi has excellent eyesight, and he can distinguish people's faces in the dark night, but he just glanced at it before being blocked by a servant who suddenly appeared.

The boy stopped the carriage, pressed the window and asked, "My lord, may I ask you..." Before he finished asking, the boy saw the other person's face clearly, and then screamed "Ah", he took two steps back and fell on the ground. on the ground.

The reputation of Jingxi's violence has long made people fearful. It is not uncommon to scare people like this. The young man over there is still talking to the uncle, with a thin back and a clean and cheerful voice... In Jingxi's heart, There was a strange flash again, but this is too inappropriate, isn't it?As a man, how could he feel this way towards other men?

Jingxi lowered the curtain and let the carriage go.

Murong Jing asked the old man for a long while but couldn't find anything clear, thanked the old man, turned around, and saw the young man paralyzed on the ground in panic as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes were looking at a carriage that was gradually going away, he took advantage of the situation After looking at it, he asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

The boy swallowed his saliva and said in shock, "Master, I... I... I seem to have seen a ghost... You slap me!"

Murong Jing muttered, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Young master, does that have a carriage?" The servant pointed to the direction where Jingxi disappeared.

Murong Jing nodded: "Yeah, oh, it's gone now, it's a turn."

The boy's face became even paler: "The young master can see it too, so... isn't it a ghost?"

"What's wrong with you?" Murong Jing asked worriedly.

The little servant said with a sad face: "I just saw a man who looks...exactly the same as the young master!"

Murong Jing stared at the obsidian-like bright eyes: "How is it possible? Are you dazzled? There are not even two identical leaves in the world. How can there be exactly the same people?"

"Anyway... Anyway, it's really similar, young master!" The servant beat his leg aggrievedly!

Murong Jing patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said: "I know, I know, you must be exhausted, but it's strange, so many people know me, why haven't they heard of my father? Ah, never mind, let's go Let the government ask!"

After the carriage left Chang'an Street, it headed steadily towards the palace, but Jing Xi was sitting in the carriage, feeling more and more restless.The scene of the boy falling to the ground in fright flashed through his mind over and over again. Unlike the people who were intimidated by his reputation before, the boy was obviously more surprised than frightened, as if... he saw something unbelievable.

And the voices he heard and the backs he saw were all lingering in his mind.

He opened the curtain and said to the coachman: "Don't go to the palace, change the way!"

In Jingzhao Mansion Yamen, Jing Zhaoyin stood tremblingly on one side, and greeted the "noble man" who suddenly rushed into the government office. He was a little thankful that he had left something behind and came back to pick it up. He happened to meet Jing Shizi who came to the government office , otherwise, Jing Shizi will be forced to rush, and he will be too hungry to walk away!

It's just... Jing Shizi's appearance seems a little weird, with a warm expression and a smile on his lips. At first glance, he doesn't look like a decisive general, but more like a refined and gentle student.

In my impression, I have never seen such a killing effect!

Jing Zhaoyin murmured in his heart, but didn't show it on his face.

Murong Jing bowed to Master Guan, and Jing Zhaoyin jumped up in fright!
"You...what's the matter with you?" Murong Jing asked with wide eyes.

you?Jing Zhaoyin seriously suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. He looked deeply at Jing Shizi, cleared his throat after a while, and asked solemnly: "Suddenly...suddenly I had a cramp, and it's okay now. I don't know why Shizi visited late at night. .”

When Murong Jing understood the purpose of his visit, Jing Zhaoyin felt relieved. He dared to come to find Murong Feng. At the beginning of July, he handled a human trafficking case and rescued many victims. Some of them were sent back to their hometowns, some of them The family members came to claim it, and one of them was named Murong Feng. The reason why he remembered it so clearly was because that person was looking for Gu Qingluan, the hero of the case.

"He and Miss Gu are both at Lin's house, on Pingyang Street." Jing Zhaofu said flatteringly.

Murong Jing asked excitedly: "Miss Gu? Gu Qingluan?"

Jing Zhaofu was almost scared to death by Jing Shizi's cute look: "Yes... yes."

Murong Jing smiled happily: "You found my mother? That's great!"

"You... your mother?" Jingzhao Mansion looked at a loss. Although the name is the same, this Gu Qingluan is not the eldest daughter of the Gu family and the mistress of King Jing's mansion. Princess Jing passed away six years ago. He has kept his filial piety for her for three years, how could he still say such things?Could it be that you forgot?

Murong Jing bid farewell to Jing Zhaoyin, and Jing Zhaoyin personally sent the master and servant out of the yamen.

"Jing Shizi, go slowly." Facing Murong Jing's back, he gave a deep blessing, turned his head, and suddenly found someone standing behind him, and he jumped in shock!After seeing the other person's face clearly, he asked in fear: "Jing Shizi, why did you run behind the little one? And you changed your clothes? You..."

As he was talking, he realized something, and suddenly looked in the direction Murong Jing left. Murong Jing in white clothes was still walking leisurely, probably in a good mood, he took three steps and jumped, making Jingzhao Yin swallowed hard, and then looked at Jing Shizi as if he had seen a ghost: "Ah—"

Two kings!
He must have gone crazy ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——

A quarter of an hour later, Jing Xi was sitting on the carriage in a daze, with Jing Zhaoyin's words rolling over in his mind, and he called Gu Qingluan's mother of the Lin family. This was Murong Feng's adopted son, Murong Jing, without a doubt, but why did he have a picture with the same name? His exact same face?Is it a coincidence?But what about the feeling that always involved him?

People from Yancheng, Yancheng, Yancheng...

"My lord, where is my son? Where is my son?"

"Qingluan, I don't have a son."

"Why not? I gave birth to him myself! I bit off his umbilical cord! And he was crying...he was crying...he was crying loudly...you give me back my son! Give me back— —”

That time, it was also in Yancheng.

"Master, where are we going now? Going home?" the coachman asked in a low voice.

Jingxi jumped off the ground, took a horse casually, stepped onto it, and galloped into the night like lightning.

Murong Feng drank too much, even drinking a bowl of hangover soup did not help. After reciting sutras to Gu Qingluan, he went back to Xiaoyaxuan. Just lying on the bed, the door was knocked open, and one of the door panels fell on the ground. On the ground, there was a huge movement, which startled the maids to put on their clothes, but when they saw the people in the room clearly, they all seemed to be suffocated, shrinking their necks and retreating.

Jing Xi grabbed Murong Feng, who was drunk, and asked with torching eyes, "Who is your adopted son?"

Murong Feng was in a daze, couldn't hear clearly, touched the familiar outline, and said with a smile: "Jing'er...you're here...they said I...got wrong...hehe...I didn't..."

Jing Xi coldly took his hand away and yelled, "I ask you, who is your adopted son?!"

Murong Feng was drunk, so he didn't know to be afraid, but he understood what Jingxi said, and he smiled drunkenly: "My adopted son...it's you...you are my adopted son...my adopted son is you..."

Jing Xi tightly grasped the fingers of his skirt: "How did you see me?"

"I... picked up... the..."

"Where did you see it? Where?!" Jingxi hadn't been so irritable for a long time. In his previous life and present life, there were no more than two times. Now, his eyes were filled with tyranny. He was so frighteningly frightened.

Murong Feng said vaguely: "The mountain...in the mountain...I went to chop firewood...I got it...not...I picked up Jing'er..."

Jing Xi was angry: "When you picked up the child, was there a woman next to her? Why didn't you save her? Why?!"

Murong Feng's eyes were blurred: "Ah... yes... I... I can't move her... so I took... Jing'er back... When I ask my seniors to save her... She... disappeared..."

Hearing this, Jingxi didn't understand and couldn't explain it anymore. He tightened his grip on the hem of his shirt: "Will you not look for her again? Why didn't you inquire about her whereabouts? Why didn't you send the child to the government? Why did you have to?" Hiding it by yourself?! Do you know that my concubine mother is dead, and I will never see that child again?!"

He raised his fist and was about to punch that drunk flushed face, but he could barely hold back when he was in mid-air.

He let go of Murong Feng, and walked out of the room coldly!

The news of Xiaoyaxuan quickly spread to Fengtangyuan. Lin Miaomiao ran out with her wet hair, looked at Jingxi who was hurrying, and was about to say hello when she saw Jingxi walking silently in front of her. past...

"Didn't you see me? What are you doing?"

Murong Jing learned from the yamen that his father had found his future mother, and was very happy. He also bought a Mid-Autumn Festival gift for Gu Qingluan. By the way, he also bought a map of the capital. Following the route on the map, he found Gu Qingluan. Pingyang Street.

Standing outside a luxurious mansion, he looked at the huge golden plaque above his head engraved with the word Linfu, and said: "After a round, there is only one Linfu, it should be here, Xiaoliu, take it." , I'll knock on the door!"

Murong Jing stuffed the map into the boy's arms, stepped forward a few steps, raised his fist, and knocked on the vermilion door, but he missed the knock, and the door opened slowly the moment he waved his fist. opened.

He looked at the man who opened the door, and the man also looked at him.

(End of this chapter)