The prince of Heshun Hou was beaten twice and his nose was swollen. For the first time, the servant could walk with him. This time, he was beaten and carried back to the Heshun Hou's mansion. Everyone was curious about who beat him up. The teahouse and restaurant were talking a lot, and this matter was also spread to the academy through the servant's mouth.

Ji Qingning never suspected that the little maid was beaten by the man. The maid looked so brave that she could not do such a cruel thing.

When Zhao Yuan heard about this, he suspected that it was his guard who did it. Heshun Houzi was beaten yesterday. It happened that Li Xin went out on the street yesterday, so he was disrespectful to Heshun Houzi. It would be no big deal to beat him three or five times.

At the next table, Wen Xuan and the Prince of Dongping and others sat there for dinner, listening to people's gossip and the prince of Shunhou was beaten. If they hadn't known that Wen Xuan had been in the academy these two days, they would have absolutely suspected that Wen Xuan was beaten.

They had no feelings for the prince of Heshun Hou. They opposed it because they were quite interested in the people who beat the prince of Heshun Hou. It was very much to their appetite.

The Prince of Dongping plunged the steamed buns into his mouth, and usually ate the steamed buns that were just right. Now it smells like chewing wax, and the scent of roasted chicken from Hongxinglou was lingering in the tip of his nose.

"No, I can't bear it anymore. Let's go to Hongxinglou to eat," he put down half of the steamed buns left in his hand and suggested.

Tang Jing, the prince of Yunyang, drooped his head, "You go to Hongxinglou, don't forget to bring me a roast chicken."

"You won't go?" Prince Dongping looked at him.

"I want to go, but my father told me that if I dare not study hard, I would like to eat, drink and have fun, and I would break my legs." Tang Jingsheng chewed the steamed buns with no desire.

"Dog-legged?" said Lu Zhao, the prince of Suning.

"You heard it right, my dad is talking about the dog legs."

“….”

Tang Jing's eyelids were drooping, and he was silly.

He didn't want to recall what happened that day.

His father said to break his legs, and he said, "Dad, I'm a leg, what are you?"

He asked, pointing at the leg of his own father, Marquis Yunyang.

Yun Yang was so angry that he wanted to pick up a feather duster. Fortunately, his mother was quick-witted and took the lead. She pretended to suck him twice, scolding him, "Tiger Father, Dog Son, what legs do you think your father is?"

If his mother hadn't forced his father to save his face, he would have been beaten to death on the spot.

Although he had been beaten a lot before, and his father had repeatedly asked him to cut off contact with Wen Xuan, it was all loud and thunder. He turned a blind eye. This time he made him recognize Ji Qingning as his elder brother, and Tang Jing always felt that his father was different.

Not only him, but even his mother felt it, and told him not to cause trouble recently.

He dared not ignore it.

Lu Zhao wanted to beat him up, "Then do you want me to help you find a way to cheat people?"

Tang Jing said, "It's different. My father just told me not to think about eating, drinking and having fun, and he didn't say that he couldn't target Ji Qingning."

"...Is it necessary to say that Brother Wen can't do anything to him? My uncle is very relieved to you," said Prince Dongping, smiling.

A third young master was sitting there, distracted while eating steamed buns.

Seeing that he was not angry, Tang Jing shook his hand in front of him twice, "What are you thinking, are you thinking so enchanting?"

Wen Xuan looked at him and said, "Why do I sleep soundly in the academy and can't sleep in the Duke's Mansion?"

This is a difficult problem that Tang Jing and the others cannot understand.

Because they have never had time to suffer from insomnia when they grow up so old.

It is no exaggeration to say that not only do they not pick up places or beds, but they can fall asleep while standing and may even snore.

Tang Jing said, "Are you sure it's the problem with the little bed? Isn't it because there are too many people in the room?"

"Impossible," Winhyun rejected this speculation without thinking.

It would be good if he was cheated and smashed by someone to death. If he didn't get angry, he would eat well and sleep soundly because others took up half of his school, and he would eat well and sleep soundly. He was definitely a masochist.

Even if Tang Jing said it casually, he felt it was unlikely.

If this is true, their brothers are definitely a weird one.

The proposal of the Prince of Dongping was left unresolved without anyone responding to it.

Although he likes to eat, it is boring to go to a restaurant alone.

The few people continued to eat, and the more they ate, the more they became, the more bland they were thinking about, the roast chicken fragrance floating out of the food box the little maid brought to Ji Qingning.

Well, the little maid beat Heshun Hou Shizi and snatched Heshun Hou Shizi's wallet. There were only more than 800 taels in the wallet, which was not enough to compensate for the loss of 1,000 taels of fake paintings, so she took Heshun Hou Shizi's jade pendant.

But I didn't expect that the jade pendant was so valuable, even the pawnshop, which is known for its black heart, was more than 400 taels.

The little maid just took back the losses, and then she took more than 200 taels of extra money, and she felt really uneasy.

If you send it back to someone, it will definitely not work. It is to send it to the door to find a fight and throw it away. This is money, unless she throws it away herself and picks it up.

Just as he felt that money was hot, when he passed by Hongxinglou, he smelled the fragrance of food coming out of the building. The little maid's eyes lit up. He felt that the prince of Heshun Hou was immoral and did not lose enough money, so he should treat him. Then he spent all the 200 taels in one breath and came to the academy to deliver food and food without any psychological burden.

Tang Jing bit the steamed bun, and didn't know what he thought of, suddenly laughed out loud, "I'm so smart."

Several people looked at him.

I've never seen anyone boasting like this.

Tang Jing put down the steamed bun, "I have to let him know that my elder brother is not that easy to be a good person!"

"What are you going to do?" Lu Zhao asked him.

"I'm going to have a free meal."

“….”

Before he finished speaking, Tang Jing's figure was gone.

The Prince of Dongping said curiously, "Can he get a meal?"

"I bet on a meal, but he can't get it," Lu Zhao said.

Wen Xuan has never taken advantage of Ji Qingning, so no one else can think about it.

The Prince of Dongping and the others barely finished lunch and went back to the school to rest. As soon as they walked to the entrance of the school, they smelled a scent of roast chicken.

I smell the roast chicken fragrance when I left, and I can still smell it when I come back.

When will the roast chicken in Hongxinglou taste so long?

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Tang Jing sitting there, staring blankly at the roast chicken with one leg missing on the table.

There are not only roast chicken on the table, but also braised mandarin fish, sweet and sour pork ribs and mushroom old duck soup, which are all signature dishes of Hongxinglou.

The eyes of the Dongping County Prince fell on the food box on the ground and was shocked, "Brother Tang, you have a good skill. You have even got the food box back together."

Lu Zhao checked the food box in disbelief.

It’s the food box from Hongxinglou.

He actually got a meal, but he still got so thoroughly?

When did Ji Qingning become so easy to talk to? It's like a dream.

A shameful embarrassment flashed across Tang Jing's face.

Lu Zhao stood there and always felt something was wrong in the house, and he couldn't say it for a while.

The Prince of Dongping had already sat down, picked up the chopsticks, and said to Lu Zhao, "Brother Tang can't eat so much by himself, sit down and eat together."

It is natural for them to take advantage of the food they get from their brothers.

Lu Zhao was about to sit down, but suddenly remembered something was wrong. He pointed to Tang Jing's bed and said, "Where did the painting hanging on the wall go?"

"Next door," Tang Jing had a difficult time speaking.

"Where are those pairs of beauty bottles?"

“…is next door too.”

"Where are your burdens?"

“… next door.”

"Stop asking."

"There are few in the house next door."

“….”

Tang Jing's voice was so blocked that he could hardly speak.

He understood why Wen Xuan and Ji Qingning lost several times.

Not only is Wen Xuan not lucky enough, but his brain is really good!

As soon as he was set off by others, he felt that he had no brains to come to the academy and landed in the Yunyang Marquis Mansion!

Prince Dongping looked at him, "Why have they all gone next door?"

Why?

Do you still need to ask?

Tang Jing looked at the roast chicken on the table and said, "Because I've saved this meal."

Half a quarter of an hour ago, when Tang Jing went to Ji Qingning to eat, the little maid broke off the chicken leg and handed it to Ji Qingning, and then teared up the other one.

Tang Jing sat down, snatched the little maid's one and started eating it in big mouthfuls.
To be continued...