Jinyi champion

Chapter 56 Things in the Story

The night is deep.

In the distance came the sound of the second watch drum beating.

As the candles were extinguished, Zhu Hao and Jing Hong went to bed respectively.

No matter how good Jinghong's psychological quality is, he still appears lonely and sad after leaving home. If it weren't for Zhu Hao's presence, he might have cried aloud.

The unfamiliar environment made him extremely uneasy, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, and he would poke his head up to see if there was any disturbance outside.

Zhu Hao didn't sleep either.

But unlike Jinghong, Zhu Hao did not have the habit of going to bed early when he was healthy in his previous life. If he still lived alone, he could find something to relieve his boredom, but it was always inconvenient to have Jinghong by his side.

"Don't worry, no one will come at night, just sleep with your head covered."

Zhu Hao mentioned something when Jinghong got up to check the situation again.

Jinghong's eyes fell on Zhu Hao who was a little blurry on the other side of the room.

At this time, Zhu Hao was staring at the ceiling in a daze with his head resting on his arms. He looked much calmer than Jing Hong. Jing Hong naturally didn't want to show a cowardly side... He had already lost a bit in knowledge, but he couldn't compete in mental quality and lost again.

"You came a few days earlier than me, and you seem to be used to it."

Jing Hong said something.

Zhu Hao ignored him, he learned to find all kinds of excuses at a young age, and there is no shame in admitting that his skills are inferior to others.

Boy, why do we have to decide the winner?
Seeing that Zhu Hao ignored him, Jinghong asked, "You can't sleep either?"

Zhu Hao said: "Your stomach is rumbling, it's too noisy, I can't sleep because of the noise."

Jinghong glanced at his shriveled stomach.

Or he didn't eat enough at night, or maybe the food in the palace was not suitable for his pampered stomach, and his stomach would be rumbling after he lay down.

"Don't rat bite the wooden box—speak hard! If you miss home, just say so, and blame my stomach for making you sleepless?" After finishing speaking, Jinghong followed Zhu Hao's example and put his arms under his head, looking at the ceiling.

No fun at all!

He really couldn't understand why Zhu Hao stared at the ceiling for so long?
Zhu Hao said: "My family doesn't want to, after all, it's useless to think about it."

homesick?

As a human again, which home should I think of?

This place of peace of mind is my hometown, where is my hometown?
The two were silent for a long time.

Jinghong broke the silent atmosphere again: "You said that you have been in the palace for a while, what did you learn before that? Mr. Sui didn't seem to mention you today."

Zhu Hao said casually: "Oh, I had some experience in the palace before."

"Experience!? What is that?"

"Experience is to experience the world. The poem says: The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold...Life needs experience. If you don't understand it, you are destined not to become a master...I mean the master refers to the way of studying and taking the imperial examination. The title of the gold list, the top of the world."

It was nonsense at first, but Jinghong was very concerned after hearing it, and hurriedly asked: "Then how did you learn it? Why...is it considered experience?"

Jinghong found an excuse for his failure in the selection exam. It turned out that it wasn't me who couldn't do it, but that I had too little experience, and the kid next to him had crooked ways to learn profound and unpredictable knowledge.

Zhu Hao curled his lips: "If I can tell you, how can it be called a unique secret skill?"

The dialogue between the two reached a deadlock again.

In fact, Zhu Hao wanted to tell him that the unique secret technique is to die once and reincarnate as a human being, and to bring the knowledge of this life to the next life. As for whether it will be successful or not, ordinary people can't copy it.

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After a long time, there was no movement from Jinghong, and Zhu Hao couldn't sleep. Looking at the bright moon outside the window, he suddenly thought of going out for a walk.

But Jing Hong on the couch next to him was very troublesome.

This kid is not only his roommate, but also his eyeliner, so whatever he does may be leaked by him, especially if he does a lot of things that are not good for the palace.

"have you slept?"

At this time, Jinghong suddenly asked again.

Zhu Hao turned his head sideways: "No! What are you doing?"

Jinghong asked: "I want to go to the hut, here at night... Will there be thieves sneaking in?"

Zhu Hao couldn't help but smile: "If thieves can come in casually in the palace, the guards outside don't have to mess around... Could it be that there are often thieves visiting your county government?"

Jinghong thought for a while, but stopped talking, wanted to ask Zhu Hao to go to the bathroom with him, but felt ashamed, finally got up stubbornly, and went to the latrine alone.

When he came back, he was out of breath. It was obvious that he came and went in a hurry this time, and got things done hastily.

"Are there any thieves outside?" Zhu Hao asked intentionally.

Jinghong didn't answer.

After Jinghong lay down, Zhu Hao said, "I have a story here called Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves, do you want to hear it?"

Jinghong said: "Is it the story of the bandit leader?"

Zhu Hao didn't expect that Jinghong's brain circuit was very big. Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he started talking to Jinghong.

"A long time ago, in a city in a certain country west of Ming Dynasty, there lived two brothers. The older brother was called Geximu, and the younger brother was called Ali Baba. After the death of their father, they each received a limited amount of property, separated and lived independently. road……"

This story is obviously not in line with the national conditions of Ming Dynasty, and many places do not make sense, so Jinghong will interrupt him from time to time.

"...Gosimu collected gold coins wantonly, moved bags one by one to the door, and prepared to carry them out of the cave and go home. When everything was ready, he came to the closed door of the cave, but because of the previous excitement, he forgot The younger brother Ali Baba told him the code to open the door, and shouted: "Damai, open the door!" But the door was closed..."

"Oh, this brother is so stupid, didn't he open the door with sesame seeds?" Jing Hong commented again.

"Gosimu panicked and called out all kinds of names of soybeans, wheat and grains in one breath, but he couldn't remember the name 'sesame' at all... Oh, it's late at night, go to sleep!"

After Zhu Hao yawned, he remained silent.

This is exactly his purpose, to make Jinghong interested in the story, and then whet his appetite, gradually making him his fan.For example, his methods of seducing Zhu San and Zhu Si are rabbits, revolving lanterns and ice cream. To deal with such an arrogant nobleman as Jing Hong, he must use some tricks.

As Zhu Hao expected, Jing Hong was deeply attracted by this exotic story.

"What happened next? Tell me more!"

Jinghong had long forgotten about being homesick, and begged.

Zhu Hao sighed. Speaking of Alibaba and the Forty Thieves, he naturally recalled his previous life. Ever since a certain giant rose rapidly, this story seems to have taken on another meaning...

"After talking for so long, my throat is almost smoking, so I don't want to talk about it... How about I tell you a story about Kerry's transformation."

Jinghong: "..."

The two talked to each other, and at some point later, Jing Hong actually fell into a deep sleep, and there was a slight snoring sound in the room.

Zhu Hao discovered that he was very good at coaxing children, and actually put Jinghong to sleep on the first day he left home. kid.

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The next morning.

When Zhu Hao opened his eyes, Jing Hong was soundly asleep, snoring still sounding.

There was a commotion in the yard, but it was the night guards who came back, simply had breakfast and then went home to catch up on sleep.

Zhu Hao dressed up and went out to wash up, just in time to meet Lu Song coming in from the outside, followed by Lu Bing holding a bamboo horse.

From this point of view, Lu Bing's family education is really good, at least he doesn't have the bad habit of sleeping late.

"You stay here first, don't run around, I will take you to the school after breakfast..."

Lu Song said something to his son, glanced at Zhu Hao with a slightly warning look, and then took a few guards to check around.

After waiting for his father to leave, Lu Bing rode a bamboo horse to jump up to Zhu Hao, and said with a smile, "Here I am."

Zhu Hao spit out the mouthwash, looked at the cheerful kid in front of him, and asked, "Why are you so happy? Do you like coming to the palace to study?"

Lu Bing frowned when he heard the word reading.

Apparently reading was hard work for him.

The Lu family has high expectations for Lu Bing, but the problem is that he is too young, and both the Lu family and the palace are a bit overwhelmed by his education.

Zhu Hao poured out the wash water in the basin, and walked into the house with the empty basin, while Lu Bing followed like a follower.

Entering the room, I saw that Jinghong had already got up and put on his clothes.

"Zhu Hao, the story of "Alibaba and the Forty Thieves" you told yesterday, did Alibaba kill all the thieves afterwards?"

As soon as Jinghong woke up, he began to struggle with the unfinished story.

Zhu Hao smiled but did not answer.

Lu Bing asked in confusion, "What story?"

Zhu Hao remained silent.

Until breakfast, Jinghong was still thinking about the ending of the story, while Lu Bing simply took a few mouthfuls and then poured the food into Zhu Hao's bowl—it ​​was clear at a glance how his family was.

The conditions in Lu Song’s family are obviously relatively good. It is difficult for women in ordinary families to find work, but the Lu family belongs to “women are strong and men are weak”. Guang, who made his wife the wet nurse of the son?

"Lu Bing, where's your father?"

Zhu Hao didn't have much appetite, so he took a mouthful of food and asked.

Jinghong on the opposite side looked over eagerly.

Zhu Hao and Lu Song didn't eat much, while Jing Hong was hungry and longed for breakfast since morning, and tried to eat more so as not to miss noon.

Lu Bing said: "My father has something to do, if he doesn't come, I know the way, you just follow me."

Speaking of which, he is extremely proud.

Although Lu Bing is the youngest among the three, it is obvious that he has not just entered the palace recently, and has his mother's relationship. He must have often visited the palace in the past, just like the children in the palace.

"Okay, then take me in later. If possible, tell me about the places on the way, and how to get there."

Of course, Zhu Hao should take advantage of Lu Bing's familiarity with the palace to learn more about the surrounding environment.

"Ah."

Lu Bing nodded heavily.

Zhu Hao was about to go out with Lu Bing to get some air, so he casually pushed the bowl in front of Jinghong.

Jinghong didn't care about being reserved, and moved his chopsticks and mouth at the same time, trying to get full in the fastest time.

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The sun is shining.

Before the three little ones went to study in the library in the inner courtyard of the palace, Lu Song rushed back.

If there were only Lu Bing and Jinghong, Lu Song could let them enter by themselves, and the guards of the palace would not have any worries, and they could just help each other.

But with Zhu Hao around, Lu Song was always worried and had to personally send Zhu Hao, the "God of Plague", to the Wangfu Academy.

"Father, I'm already friends with Zhu Hao and Jing Hong...Can I play with them in the future?"

In front of the two older children, Lu Bing was like a piece of white paper, his words were full of childishness, and his innocence was undisguised, which made Lu Song very worried.

Lu Song glanced at Zhu Hao, with a worried expression on his face, obviously afraid that Zhu Hao would bump his son's rough jade into scars.

"Lu Dianzhan, when school ends at noon, do we also go back here for lunch?" Zhu Hao asked as much as possible to look like a child.

Lu Song said: "Whenever you leave the inner palace, you must be accompanied by someone, and you are not allowed to act alone."

Zhu Hao asked with a smile: "Even if we know the way back here, we still need to find someone to watch? What if we can't find anyone?"

Lu Song looked gloomy and did not answer.

Lu Bing volunteered: "I know the way, and I'll just bring you over when the time comes...Father, leave everything to me, I can do it well!"

"Ah."

Lu Song nodded in approval.

Just now he felt that his son was too naive, but now he suddenly felt that his son had grown up, and thought that if there was a son who was always watching Zhu Hao, his son would not hide himself if something troubled him, right?

With such a small eyeliner...

Want it!

(End of this chapter)