HCB Chapter 281 Indulging Him Too Much
Chapter 281 Indulging Him Too Much
Mo Ling took a deep breath, smiled and said, "Brother, I am fine, right?"
"It's okay! I'm afraid my brother won't even have time to cry when something happens to you! Although you have demoted many of the Grand Master's men, the dead are still alive. If you can avoid provoking the Grand Master, you'd better not provoke him! If the Grand Master fights you to the death, you may not be able to win. Don't forget, he has been deploying troops for many years and has almost never been defeated."
Prince Nancheng looked at Mo Ling with worry, wishing he could go back and stop Mo Ling when he was leaving the palace. The Grand Tutor was a very evil person, and he didn't even dare to provoke him head on. Only Mo Ling dared to rush up to him like this.
However, the Grand Tutor's patience with Mo Ling is much better than that of others. If it were anyone else today, I'm afraid grass would have grown on their graves.
What exactly did the Grand Tutor like about Mo Ling?
He really had no idea what the Grand Tutor wanted from Mo Ling. Not only did he give him the throne, he also gave him a beauty. That beauty was killed by Mo Ling, and the Grand Tutor, who was so protective of his people, only gave him a slight punishment.
Not long after the Grand Tutor arrived in the capital, someone attempted to bully a maid in the Grand Tutor's mansion. When the Grand Tutor found out, he had people surround the man's mansion and dismissed his entire family from their posts. The man was even thrown into prison and was half dead when he came out. From then on, no one dared to mess with anyone in the Grand Tutor's mansion, not even a doorman.
Mo Ling was spoiled by the Grand Tutor and became a little overconfident. He even dared to provoke the God of Death, an existence that even that person dared not to provoke!
"A Ling, don't provoke him again. You have no chance of winning."
Mo Ling nodded, and said with a look of being taught: "Okay, don't worry, my brother, I won't anger the Grand Tutor again."
"That's good. Aling, don't make me worry anymore. I don't want to see you make any mistakes." King Nancheng's concern was so great that his eyes were about to overflow.
Mo Ling avoided the gaze of King Nancheng and nodded: "Okay, I won't do that again."
In the Grand Tutor's Mansion, Feng Jiuqing looked at the secret letter in his hand and sneered. It was really good. So this is how Mo Ling selected his talents?
The officials of the Ministry of Rites personally revealed the test questions and divided people into different levels according to the amount of silver. The first level received 50,000 taels and could get all the test questions, the second level only had half of the test questions, and so on. So what else could Chun Wei take the test on?
Why not just use the money to buy a ranking?
Mo Ling is using these people to replace those he carefully selected from poor families and who passed the imperial examinations?
Well, since Mo Ling likes it, he will go to the Qionglin Banquet in person this time to let him see what kind of people he has chosen.
He seldom appeared in the past few years. I am afraid that everyone in the court has forgotten who the former Grand Tutor was. It was also because he was too indulgent to Mo Ling that Mo Ling dared to contradict him today.
He shouldn't have acted on impulse and directly supported a puppet. He wouldn't have been able to make any waves. The person he felt guilty about was Axun, not Mo Ling. He shouldn't have compensated Mo Ling in order to make up for Axun. Mo Ling didn't deserve his kindness to Axun.
He had reminded Mo Ling of this when he was Ming Qing, but he still let someone take advantage of him. He really didn't know what to say so that this person would listen. After all, Mo Ling didn't believe what he said.
Feng Jiuqing leaned back in the recliner with his eyes closed. Well, give him another chance. If Mo Ling is really not a suitable king, then let's find someone else.
The imperial examination was controlled by the Ministry of Rites, so that person must have had a lot of influence. I wonder how many spies he had arranged among them. It would take a lot of effort to clean them up. What a trouble!
Dai Viet border.
Wuyou opened the note in his hand, which said that the Grand Tutor of Daiyue had given birth to a son, and that the coming-of-age ceremony would be held in seven days.
Wuyou's eyes darkened a little. The Grand Tutor's coming-of-age ceremony would definitely not be performed by the secret guard substitute, but by Qingqing herself. As long as he could get to the capital within seven days, he would definitely be able to see Qingqing.
As long as he sees someone, he will cling to Qingqing no matter how hard he tries, and will never let Qingqing leave him!
Fortunately, Wuyou had been preparing the best Ferghana horse in Xiyan, and now it came in handy. Wuyou smiled slightly, mounted the Ferghana horse, whipped it and drove away.
"What's the matter?" Feng Jiuqing looked at the secret guard and asked softly.
The secret guard secretly groaned in his heart. Master Wuyou was afraid that he was going to kill him. How could he dare to tell Master Wuyou what he said? Master Wuyou was not afraid, but he was afraid! But if he didn't say it, Master Wuyou would definitely not let him go easily if he knew about it.
It was difficult. Should he say, "Help!" Why did a small secret guard like him have to endure all this?
"Did Wuyou say something?" Feng Jiuqing looked at the secret guard's conflicted expression and was certain that Wuyou had done something to his secret guard. This kid had been disobedient recently and was in need of a lesson.
The secret guard made up his mind, lowered his head and closed his eyes, saying: "Master Wuyou said that the pear blossoms in Wucheng have bloomed, and he missed you very much."
Feng Jiuqing: ...There's no need to be so honest. This brat is going to rebel, right?
Feng Jiuqing had a headache and waved his hand: "Back off."
The secret guard disappeared in a flash as if he had been pardoned.
Feng Jiuqing stood up and stretched his muscles. He wanted to appear in front of Wuyou right now and teach this brat a lesson! Although he was young, he had a lot of ideas in his head. Unfortunately, he didn't use them in the right way, but instead used them to figure out how to coax him into his hands!
Don’t pick up the little brothers on the street. They may be cute and adorable when they are young, but they will grow up to be rebellious little wolves!
You really can't underestimate this brat. He can even instigate his secret guards to say such sour words. I wonder if this brat would say even more shocking words than what he said that day if he were in front of him!
I don't know when this kid started to have such thoughts about him. I should have broken his legs at that time to make him give up these unrealistic thoughts!
Feng Jiuqing went to the martial arts training ground in the backyard with a depressed mood. The whole afternoon was filled with wailing, and only Feng Jiuqing was standing in the martial arts training ground, and he finally felt a little relieved.
"Come again! You have neglected training since arriving in the capital. If there is another war in the future, will you still be able to hold a spear?" Feng Jiuqing looked at the people lying on the ground and said with regret.
"Marshal, I really can't stand up. Can you practice again tomorrow?" Wen Ruo was lying on the ground, his whole body soaked with sweat. His hands were shaking and he couldn't lift them up at all.
The other generals were even more miserable than Wen Ruo, with bruised faces and noses, unable to speak.
Feng Jiuqing glanced at Wen Ruo indifferently, and Wen Ruo immediately fell silent, lowered his head and dared not speak again.
They didn't know who had made the marshal uncomfortable and brought them bad luck. If he knew, they would definitely put that person in a sack repeatedly to make him experience the same feeling of collapse that they were feeling now.
"Everyone will practice for an extra hour tomorrow!" Feng Jiuqing said solemnly.
Wen Ruo lay on the ground and nodded bitterly: "Yes, Marshal."
"That's all for today. You guys go apply medicine and take a rest. Come here! Let Zitan temporarily replace Yaqing to protect A He, and let Yaqing come to see me!" Feng Jiuqing glanced at the people on the ground and left.
After a while, Ya Qing half-knelt on the ground nervously: "Master, you are looking for me?"
Feng Jiuqing looked at Yaqing for an incense stick of time before he said softly, "Get up."
Before Yaqing could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard his master's voice become somewhat gloomy, "Yaqing, are you hiding something from me?"
Ya Qing immediately shook his head: "My Lord, you are wise. I dare not deceive you!"
"Really?" Feng Jiuqing had no expression on his face: "Then tell me, what's going on between you and Ah He?"