Chapter 045: If a son is not well-educated, it is the fault of his father

The Yong King cast his eyes on Ji Fulai and asked, "Is what Madam said true? Is your son really missing?"

At this point, Ji Fulai could only nod.

Liang Ru breathed a sigh of relief and begged, "Please, Your Majesty, send guards to help us find our son. Jin Bao is out there alone and he is unfamiliar with the place. He doesn't have much money on him. What if he encounters bad guys?"

The Yong King nodded, "I understand. I will send guards to look for him."

"Xiao Wu." He turned around and ordered, "Take a few people who are good at Qinggong and go out to look for him."

"Yes! Your Majesty."

However, before he could go out, a guard wearing a silver mask suddenly came in from outside.

He said to Prince Yong, "I caught a thief on the way back, but he refused to tell me whose child he was. It was getting dark, and I was afraid he might get into danger outside alone, so I brought him back."

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows.

Prince Yong nodded, and a guard walked in with a child.

He was wearing silk and satin, a jade crown, and a round body. Wasn't he Ji Jinbao, whom they had just met at the stall?

Ji Jinbao was thrown to the ground by the guards. When he opened his eyes and saw his familiar parents, he immediately straightened his back and shouted at the silver-masked guards: "How dare you call me a thief? Do you know who my father is? I'll ask him to catch you and beat you to death with sticks!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole room fell silent.

Ji Fulai was the first to react. He knelt on the ground and apologized to the Yong King: "My son lacked discipline and spoke rudely to the prince. I deserve death!"

Liang Ru was also frightened. She quickly pulled Ji Jinbao to kneel down and said to Ji Jinbao: "Hurry up and apologize to the prince. It was the prince's men who brought you back."

"I won't! He scolded me and beat me. Why should I apologize to him? He should kneel down and beg for my forgiveness!" Ji Jinbao said with his neck stiff.

The Yong King's face turned cold, and he asked the silver masked man expressionlessly: "You scolded him and beat him?"

The guard wearing the silver mask did not deny it and nodded.

Seeing this, Ji Jinbao immediately became proud and ignored the warning eyes of his parents.

King Yong only sneered and said, "Good fight!"

Ji Jinbao was stunned. He didn't have time to retract his smug expression, but he looked very distorted with deep surprise.

"He is my man. He can do whatever he wants. I will take responsibility for him. Not to mention that he just hit you, who would dare to stop him even if he killed you?"

He said this very arrogantly and without any morals, but no one dared to refute him, not even Ji Jinbao's father Ji Fulai. Because he knew that Ji Jinbao was in trouble this time.

"Ji Jinbao, come here! Tell me what you did?" Ji Fulai was furious.

Liang Ru knew that Ji Jinbao might have made a big mistake and didn't dare to speak for him anymore. She quickly asked, "What happened after you ran out in the afternoon?"

Ji Jinbao was obviously frightened and burst into tears, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Prince Yong waved his hands and looked at him with disdain: "It seems that your young master's language function is not very complete. Let my guard speak."

The guard wearing a silver mask stepped forward and said in a calm voice: "This young master Ji tried to rob a peddler and almost smashed his stall. He claimed that his father was an official appointed by the court and even bullied the daughter of a peddler in front of his parents. I happened to pass by and couldn't stand it, so I took action."

Prince Yong looked at Ji Fulai: "When I met Mr. Yuan Ming, I almost thought that the county magistrate had a good upbringing. It seems that I was wrong."

Ji Fulai's face turned red immediately. Nothing could be more humiliating than saying that he had a bad upbringing.

"If a son is not taught well, it is the fault of his father. Lord Ji should be a good official and serve the country and the people. At the same time, he should also pay attention to family education, so as not to let the descendants be taught in the wrong way." Prince Yong continued to kill people and punish his heart. "

I understand. Thank you for your teachings, Prince. I will definitely strengthen the education of my son." As he

said this, he slapped Ji Jinbao on the head heavily and said angrily: "Why don't you apologize to your prince!" The force he used was so great that Ji Jinbao staggered forward and almost fell to the ground.

Prince Yong frowned: "This is not the way to educate your son. I don't need him to apologize. Go back and rest. I am tired today. We will talk to each other tomorrow."

Ji Fulai responded angrily and left with Liang Ru and Ji Jinbao.

As soon as they walked out of the main hall, they heard Prince Yong continue to say: "Yuan Ming, you go to me, I still have a lot to talk to you, this is the first time I meet your husband, you should express your gratitude."

Hearing this, Liang Ru slipped and almost fell, and Ji Fulai's steps also paused.

Yuan Ming's mouth corners slightly raised, and he bowed to Prince Yong and said: "I know, thank you, Prince."

Prince Yong has great magical powers, how could he not know that Ji Qingyue is not favored in the Ji family, and his brother-in-law is even less loved. Now this is specially done for Ji Fulai and Liang Ru to see.

Whether he is out of good intentions or for fun, it is indeed a good thing for Yuan Ming, so he is very grateful to Prince Yong.

Yuan Ming brought Ji Qingyue to Prince Yong's yard.

As night fell, the yard was very quiet, without any sound, but Yuan Ming knew very well how many eyes were hidden in the dark.

If anyone dared to do anything to King Yong here, the knives hiding in the dark would quickly fly over and pierce his throat.

But Ji Qingyue knew nothing about this. He held Yuan Ming's hand, a little timid, but his eyes could not hide his curiosity. He looked around from time to time.

At present, it seems that King Yong has good intentions towards them. At least compared with Ji Fulai, King Yong seems to like him more, so Yuan Ming did not specifically remind Ji Qingyue to be more cautious.

The pavilion in the small garden has been decorated. It is no longer the same as when they came last time. Curtains are installed all around.

The guards opened the curtains and stood on both sides of the door. Prince Yong turned around and said to Yuan Ming, "Come in, there are a lot of mosquitoes outside."

Yuan Ming nodded to Ji Qingyue, and walked into the pavilion hand in hand.

After they all sat down, the guards lowered the curtains.

There were many lights hanging outside the pavilion, and the pavilion was as bright as day. Through the curtains, people outside could be vaguely seen, which did not affect the line of sight, but could completely block mosquito bites.

Prince Yong personally poured tea for them. When he pushed the cup towards Ji Qingyue, he smiled and said, "When I first arrived in Shifang Town, I fell in love with Yuan Ming. At that time, the town guard thought that I had some special feelings for him and told me that he was already married."

Ji Qingyue's eyes widened when he heard this, and his scrutinizing eyes moved between the two of them.

Yuan Ming's eyebrows jumped.

He held Ji Qingyue's head: "What are you thinking about?"

Ji Qingyue stuck out her tongue at him and lowered her head.

King Yong looked at their actions and smiled: "Don't worry, Yue'er, I only regard Yuan Ming as a friend and have never had any other thoughts about him. Even if I did, it's time to give up when you see that his heart and eyes are full of you."

Ji Qingyue smiled lightly: "Your Highness, you are joking. Of course I believe my husband."

King Yong couldn't help but sigh and poured himself a cup of tea: "I regret bringing you here. Aren't I deliberately making things difficult for myself?"

Yuan Ming said: "Thank you, Your Highness, for making me proud in front of my father-in-law today. I am very grateful."

King Yong hummed and raised his eyebrows, as if he was very pleased with his knowledge and intelligence.

After thinking for a while, he said, "I have never had any contact with Lord Ji before, but I heard from the servants that he has made some achievements in being an official. He is too partial to one and loses the other. Not only does he not know how to teach children, but he also does not know how to be fair, which has caused Yue Ge'er to suffer a lot of grievances since he was a child. I hope that he can change after today, which can also be regarded as accumulating blessings for his descendants."

Ji Qingyue's eyes moved slightly, but he said nothing.

Yuan Ming already understood what he meant, put his arm around his shoulders, and said for him, "Yue Ge'er has suffered a lot of grievances, but I am here in the future, he does not need the belated fatherly love or compensation, and you should do this for Ji Jinbao."

Prince Yong chuckled and almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

He looked at Yuan Ming with strange eyes, his expression was very complicated.

If it was just for that annoying little fat man, he would not have said anything.

Yuan Ming picked up the teacup and held back the smile on his lips.

Later, he learned from King Yong that in fact, their discovery of Ji Jinbao was not a coincidence at all, and they had known each other's identity for a long time.

When King Yong was having a meal outside, he happened to meet Ji Jinbao who was using his father's name to bully the waiter. King Yong hated this kind of dandy boy the most, so he specially designed a plan.

Sure enough, he watched Ji Jinbao jump down without hesitation.

"As expected of a prince, you are very meticulous." Yuan Ming said.

Prince Yong raised his eyebrows and looked at him with amusement: "I think what you want to say is cunning and deep-minded. But I like these two words very much."

Yuan Ming stopped talking, raised his teacup, and toasted him with tea instead of wine.

The three of them sat like this, chatting in the cool evening breeze. If you don't know, you would think they are old friends.

The guard wearing a silver mask stood on the roof, conscientiously guarding the safety of his prince, but his eyes kept leaving his post and couldn't help but look at the pavilion.

Tomorrow is the scholar's tea party, hosted by Prince Yong, inviting famous literati and scholars in the vicinity to come and compete in writing. This time is different from the Chrysanthemum Banquet. The Chrysanthemum Banquet is held by the town governor, and many people who are really famous may not be interested in participating.

But no one dares to refuse the invitation of King Yong.

Therefore, everyone knows that this tea party will be much more lively than any previous Chrysanthemum Banquet.

Speaking of this year's Chrysanthemum Banquet, King Yong asked Yuan Ming to describe the scene in detail.

When Liu Shaoxuan pestered him at the beginning, he could still throw the pot away, but now he had no choice but to talk about this situation.

So, Yuan Ming had to tell what he saw and heard in a very passionless tone, and even Ji Qingyue was a little disgusted, after all, he was also one of the witnesses.

Ji Qingyue pushed Yuan Ming away: "Let me tell the story."

Yuan Ming looked up at the sky in silence, leaving the seat in front of him empty, but he never expected that he had made a very wrong decision.

Ji Qingyue was so obsessed with Jin Ge that he kept talking about Jin Ge when he talked about this matter. He first said why he attended the Chrysanthemum Banquet, just to see if he could meet Jin Ge.

Then he talked about the entanglement between Qin Qiaoer and Wang Qian, and he expanded on what was written in Jin Ge's storybook to prove that Jin Ge was at the Chrysanthemum Banquet that day, and repeatedly emphasized that what Jin Ge wrote was much better than what Yuan Ming said.

Yuan Ming: "..."

What he never expected was that King Yong had also heard of Jin Ge's name and had read all his storybooks. Upon hearing this, Ji Qingyue's eyes lit up.

The two of them talked incessantly about Brother Jin for half an hour, leaving Yuan Ming completely aside. Yuan Ming sat beside them, silently pouring water for the two of them, feeling like he had just lifted a stone and dropped it on his feet.

"It's getting late, let's go back." Yuan Ming couldn't help it and took the initiative to say it.

Ji Qingyue was still a little reluctant, but looking at the sky outside, it was really not a good idea to stay any longer.

So he reluctantly said to King Yong: "Your Highness, if you are free someday, you can come to us. We have many people who particularly like Brother Jin, and we often get together to chat, but they are all boys and girls, and it is inconvenient for you to participate in your status as Prince."

Hearing the deep regret in his words, Yuan Ming's mouth twitched.

This world is too fantasy, his husband is about to become a good sister with the prince.

Prince Yong opened his folding fan and smiled: "I will definitely find Brother Jin and let him and Brother Yue have dinner together."

Yuan Ming didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Prince Yong gave him a meaningful look when he said this.