Nirvana In Fire

“Come in first.” Xiao Jingrui jumped off the carriage and took the child down as well, ordering him to greet the next person: “Go get a doctor. ”

Mae Changsu then bent out and dragged the bag of books in his hand, wondering how the little boy could move.

“I'll get it.” Xiao Jingrui had just walked by, and a respected servant grabbed him first, and he reached out his arm and asked Mae Chang-su to jump out of the car.

Tiansheng glanced quickly at the tablet with the words "Ning Guo Hou Fu" above the door of the court, and a cloud flashed in his eyes. Although he quickly lowered his head again, this slight change in colour did not escape Mae Chang-su's eyes.

When he arrived in Xuelu with the child, the doctor quickly came to see him for treatment. The conclusion was that the ribs were misplaced and must be rested, nutritious food must be eaten, and physical work must never be done again, otherwise the young body would inevitably have any sequelae.

Looking at the appearance of the courtyard, he must be living in a very bad environment right now. If you let him go back like this, I'm afraid neither of these two doctors can do it, but no matter how Xiao Jingrui interrogates, the courtyard will not reveal a word about where he lives.

In contrast, Mae Chang-su was not in such a hurry, he just sent someone to eat a fine meal for the gardener and let him sleep. Later, when he could not sleep, he turned over a book to examine the extent to which he was now learning.

“You didn't teach your master to study, did you? ”

“Mmm.”

“Who taught you to read? ”

“My mother. ”

Mae Chang Su slightly indulged. Looks like the kid is interested in studying, but obviously he learned quite shallow and messy, which means that there is no way to buy this bunch of books. It is shallow and varied, unlike the book list for him made by someone who has learned, most of whom he wants to choose, but he doesn't know where the money came from to buy the books.

“Ting Sheng, this is not how you want to read,” Mae Chang Su patiently tidied up a lot of books for him, and took a lot out of his room, in order. “You have to read these books first. These are the basics. The sentence reading style is the simplest and quickest, and the human reason is clear. It's like building a house, and the roots are right, and it doesn't skew up, and if you read it all, you don't know what's true, you just move your temper. And these books, they're good books, but you're too young to read them all, and no one can explain them, leave them alone, and then you'll have a chance to just ask me. ”

The gardener's eyes lit up, but they darkened. He instinctively knew that the elder brother must be a very knowledgeable man, but it was simply impossible to come here often to ask him for advice.

“Thank you," the court stepped up and bowed deeply to both of them, "May I go? ”

“You child...” Xiao Jingrui looked at him with some headache, "There were so many books. Now Mr. Su has sent you so many books, how can you take them? ”

After reading a bunch of books like that hill, the gardener really didn't want to pull it down, so he bit his teeth and strongly said: “I can move. ”

“Don't mess around," Xiao Jingrui grabbed him quickly, "you have injuries, can't make brute force like this, I'll send someone to give you a lift? ”

The gardener shook his head resolutely.

Xiao Jingrui couldn't help but look at Mae Changsu.

Mae Changsu thought about it, just about to talk, a sudden scolding came out of the snow, it was just the sound of a flying stream, and then someone screamed: “Young Master, this can't be fought... this is...”

“Break in, fight!” The airflow replied coldly, and the sound of the breaking of clothes was stronger.

“Who are you? Dare to stop me...” Someone else drank angrily, but then the voice stagnated, probably driven by the flying offense, could not speak at all.

“Get out, don't fight!” Fei Liu probably got Mae Chang Su's orders, didn't kill him, just the tone of the ice, there was no room to turn around.

Although Xiao Jingrui did not know who the man who was stopped outside was, he ran out immediately. A moment later, his voice also came: “Fly, stop fighting, this is the guest, you can come in. ”

“Didn't say yes! Out!” Flying insisted.

Mae Changsu couldn't help but slightly frown. Except for a few people that Flight already knows, the average Guest comes in and informs them. If they want to see each other, they will first instruct Flight not to stop them, so there has never been any conflict. This Guest obviously depends on a certain identity and rushes in all the way from the outside. Not only do the servants not dare to stop them, but they can't even notify them in advance, so they get caught up in the flying stream and intercepted by him.

For such disrespectful guests, Mae Chang-soo would never have seen them.

I was about to say thank you, and I turned my gaze and fell on the gardener.

The child was pale, with his head up and his mouth open, his side ears listening to the movement outside, his hands hanging tightly together, they were almost deformed by themselves.

Mae Chang Su moved his mind and suddenly changed his mind and turned to the outside road: “Fly, let him in! ”

The fight stopped and Xiao Jingrui's voice rang. The tone was very polite: “Are you hurt? How could you just rush in like that? Is there an emergency? My father is not home, why don't I wait with you in the main hall...”

“I'm not here to find Master Xie,” the man said. On the one hand, he had rushed into Snow Lu. On the other hand, he hit Mae Chang Su Qing Qing with a slightly cooler look. He couldn't help but solidify his footsteps. He spread his eyes around and saw the gardener standing there at the good end. This settled his mind. He asked: "Honey, are you all right? ”

“Yes." The courtier answered in a respectful low voice.

“You know this kid?” Xiao Jingrui followed in and asked.

“Jingrui,” the man turned around and said positively, “I heard the child accidentally ran into your driver in the street, which may surprise your important guests, no wonder you're angry. But he's just a kid. Please look at my face and let him pay your guest a gift. Let him go. ”

Xiao Jingrui looked at him and reacted for a moment. He laughed only after Mae Chang-su laughed. “Your Highness probably misunderstood, the courtyard didn't hit my driver. We passed by and brought him back to diagnose the injury. If you don't believe me, you can ask the gardener. ”

The man suddenly stood still, looked back at the expression of the courtyard, and thinking about Xiao Jingruishi's character, he knew that he was telling the truth, and the color of the gods was a little awkward.

“I really don't know that His Royal Highness King Jing arrived,” Mae Chang-su slowly rose up to salute him, “the outflow just now offended, please forgive me. ”

Xiao Jingrui rushed forward to introduce: “Your Highness, this is Mr. Su Zhesu. ”

Wang Qi Zi Wang Xiao Jingxiang, 31 years old this year, is a young man with a long face, his appearance is not much different from that of his brothers, just because he has led troops outside for many years, the royal family's nobility is a little more fortitude, and the skin on his face is not as delicate as other princes care for him. After listening to Su Zhe's name, he did not show any special expression, probably just because Xiao Jingrui was so solemnly introduced, he gave a courtesy.

Instead, Mae Chang Su measured him more carefully and carefully in a casual look.

“Are you from His Majesty's palace?” Xiao Jingrui asks the Guest as soon as they are seated.

“… er… not…” Jing Wang's face is a bit difficult, seemingly not knowing how to put it, “The court is now… living in the ghost garden…”

“The ghost garden?” Xiao Jingrui didn't think of this place, he said, “Isn't that the place to punish Gongnu? He's so young. What's he doing in there? ”

The gardener's lips are as hard as iron, with no blood on the face.

“He was born there in the custody of his mother.” King Jing knows that even if he doesn't say it, Xiao Jingrui can easily find out, simply quickly, "If nothing happens, let him go back. People in the ghost garden can't spend the night outside according to the rules of the palace. Her mother must be very anxious right now..."

“Do you know his mother?” Xiao Jingrui actually knew he shouldn't ask more questions, but he really couldn't hold his curiosity. King Jing Zhengfeng passed away many years ago, now he only refers to the two concubines of marriage, there are no concubines. Compared to the other princes of Fangfang Garden, he is really a different kind. Maybe it is because of his love, he fell in love with a guilty court slave, think further away, this child may be...

In association with this, Xiao Jingrui felt that his imagination was in great danger of approaching Yan Yutzun. He was so busy and raw that he strangled him. He laughed with some embarrassment.

Jing Wang is many years old, has much more experience, and is smart. At a glance, he knows where Xiao Jingrui thought he was going, but does not intend to clarify. He had also unintentionally discovered the existence of the courtyard a few years earlier, when the child had been tortured as an adult, and although he had used his powers to stop him from being beaten, he had not been able to shelter him completely. Therefore, whenever I go on a tour of the capital, I have to worry about it. Less than a few days after returning to Beijing, he was busy exchanging some things in the army department, so he could easily come and see him. However, he heard that a small companion in his courtroom had caused trouble in the street, and busily asked to come and save him. Fortunately, nothing had happened.

“It is the king's recklessness to trespass on the Hou Mansion. Another day will come to apologize.” King Jing stopped saying much and got up to give the courtyard a look. “It's not too early to say goodbye...”

Not finished yet, Mae Changsu suddenly coughed up, starting to feel as if he was still pressing hard. Later, the more powerful he coughed, the more he seemed to tear all five dirty six organs, the full-blown green muscle burst out, seeping a yellow bean-sized cold sweat. Although Xiao Jingrui had been with him for many days, he had never seen him cough like this. He panicked and rushed to pat him on the back, but it was useless. When he wiped sweat with a hand towel, he felt his forehead horn was hot, but his cheeks were cold, and he was busy, pulling his voice and calling someone to ask the doctor. Even the flying stream jumped over, holding Mae Chang Su's trembling body. He couldn't speak like a frightened child, only screaming “ah, ah”.

For half a day, Mae Chang Su slowly calmed down, slightly removed the handkerchief covered in his mouth, a gleaming bloodstain flashed, and he rolled it inside. Xiao Jingrui had long seen it. His heart was dark, but he didn't break it. He just whispered in his ear: “Brother Su, do you want to take a pill? ”

“No need." Mae Chang Sunu Qi adjusted his breath and revealed a smile to the flying stream. "I just coughed. I'm not afraid of the flying stream. At night, the flying stream can help Brother Su to slap his back...”

“Flying back! ”

“Yes, with us, Brother Su will be nothing...”

King Jing has been watching beside him. Neither walking nor walking. At this time, when he saw Su Zhe calm down, he hurried forward and greeted Xu Xu Xu. “What is wrong with Mr. Su's health? ”

Mae Changsu slowly turned his eyes and found the gardener staring at him with open eyes. He smiled and waved: “Gardener, come here for a moment. ”

The court student looked at King Jing and, although not quite clear, slowly walked to the bench.

“Your Honor, would you like me to teach you to go to school? ”

The gardener freaked out and didn't know what to say. King Jing frowned. “Mr. Su, the gardener is a ghost man..."

“I know," Mae Chang-su probably coughed so hard just now that there was still a layer of moisturizing water in her eyes, but her gaze became more burning, “I just asked you, would you like to? ”

The gardener's chest fluctuated sharply twice. Somehow, he suddenly felt that it must be an opportunity, so he bit his teeth and lifted his chest, shouting out: “I do! ”

“Okay," Mae Chang Su's pale face smiled more deeply, reaching out and holding the child's hand in his palm, “you go back first. I'll find a way to get you to me. ”