Chapter 201 Where is Ah Jian? Where is Ah Jian?

Wu Lang walked over holding the railing and heard it.

I screamed in my heart, save me, save me, sister, save me quickly.

Wu Lang found a seat opposite Li Jidao and sat down weakly, and he didn't bother to be polite with his sister.

"Ah Jian, I believe you can save me. You don't have to answer me. Just think so in your heart. I will cooperate with you in whatever you want to do."

Li Jidao thought: [What do I think in my heart have to do with you? 】

Goro: It’s a big deal.

Li Jidao shook his head: "I haven't studied it thoroughly yet!"

"Ahhh!" Wu Lang was startled: "Ajian, why are you talking?"

A Liu looked at Wu Lang as if he was a fool.

Wu Lang stared at A Liu: "I don't know."

Li Jidao laughed: [I couldn't talk at first, but after more people smoked it, I started to talk.]

Wu Lang was puzzled. What could one inhale to make the person speak?

He has a friend who is mute and also wants to know.

Li Jidao ignored Wu Lang. She recalled that the old Taoist used this blood to enhance his perception.

She stretched out her palm and covered the flower bud, using her perception. Blood beads began to condense around the flower bud, gathered in her palm, and then connected with her perception and were consumed by it.

Li Jidao could feel himself getting warmer, and it felt like being exposed to the sun on a rainy day; it was very comfortable.

But this feeling disappeared quickly. She looked down and found that the flower bud had withered and turned back into a dead branch.

Her perception did not undergo a huge change like when she absorbed other people's skills, but it was really comfortable.

She was secretly shocked and vowed never to do such a thing again.

Because such a comfortable feeling can be addictive, it is no wonder that some people go astray and never come back.

It is very difficult to find a Taoist master with a hundred years of skills, but human blood is very easy to find. It would be terrible if one gets addicted to it.

[This won’t work, and that won’t work either. I still have to find a notebook! ]

Wu Lang: What note? Where can I find it?

Ah Liu looked at the setting sun in the sky and said, "My dear, should we go back now? Can we go back now? The gate is about to close."

Wu Lang was like a snake whose tail was stepped on. He didn't care about the dizziness and stood up in an instant, then sat down again in a daze.

He shouted, "Ayan, please save me! I forgot that there is a curfew in Chang'an."

"What should I do? My mother will kill me if she finds Ah Jian?"

Song Yan suddenly heard the sound of drums. He looked at Wu Lang apologetically and said, "It's too late."

"Don't you usually stay at my place?"

Wu Lang was very anxious: "How can it be the same? I am on my own on weekdays."

Now that he's bringing Jian along, his mother will definitely skin him alive if she finds out.

In fact, Feng Ying hadn't noticed that Li Jidao was missing.

Because Song Jie came and told Feng Ying something: "I don't know whose advice the emperor has listened to, but he plans to re-elect the position of Secretary-General, but this position has never been elected, so the court has to wait until after the Talent Selection Ceremony before selecting someone."

"Before that, the Emperor may summon you to the palace to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival. The Emperor has a headache, and the Second Prince has also returned to the palace. Now that he has been named the Prince of Qi, he should have been named the Crown Prince. There are many voices of opposition in the court... Anyway, you should be careful after you enter the palace and don't stay in it."

The Talent Selection Ceremony is a combination of the imperial examination and the esoteric arts examination.

The two are carried out together.

According to regulations, selection is held every four years.

However, the emperor likes to use people recommended by aristocratic families, and has not held imperial examinations for two consecutive rounds.

Now, the excuse is that the prince has been found, and a special examination is being held for him.

It was also to pave the way for King Qi, so that the current generation of people would remember the kindness of King Qi.

As for the King of Qi, it is Xiao Yun.

Now he has returned to his ancestral home and his name is Song Yun.

There was one more thing Song Jie did not tell Feng Ying. The decline of the Xiao family was an indisputable fact. Xiao Jingze died on the day the family was confiscated, so the emperor did not kill all the members of the Xiao family.

Emperor Taikang was very merciful and exiled all the men and women of the Xiao family.

Only Xiao Wenniang was secretly rescued by Song Yun and placed in Prince Qi's Mansion.

It can be said that they believed that the failure of Prince Qi's attempt to return to his ancestral home and the tragic end of the Xiao family were all caused by Feng Ying.

Nothing good would come of the emperor asking Feng Ying to enter the palace.

Even though Feng Ying didn't care about court affairs, he understood Emperor Taikang's good intentions.

She was a little surprised: "The emperor is so obviously partial to Prince Qi, isn't Concubine Gao angry?"

Song Jie nodded slightly: "She is angry."

Feng Ying: “…”

Then the prince said nothing more.

Maybe he couldn't say anything. After all, whether he was angry or not, the emperor refused to appoint a crown prince, and Concubine Gao couldn't overstep her authority.

Song Jie said nothing more after that.

Feng Ying felt a little awkward sitting there.

How is she going to communicate with this boy who is the same age as her son?

If it were her son, she would have whipped him to make him study, but the prince couldn't beat him.

"Where is Ah Jian?" Song Jie suddenly asked.

Feng Ying said: "Maybe he should go to sleep. This child loves to sleep."

After knowing her daughter's ability, Feng Ying no longer stays by her side. After all, whenever they have free time together, her daughter will ask her to study. This is too harsh. Who can stand this?

On weekdays at home, she wants to avoid her.

Song Jie asked, "Are you sure, Madam Feng?"

Feng Ying: “…”

Then why are you still not sure?

"Yeah, isn't it?"

"Are you sure?"

"Okay, I'll go see her."

Afterwards, Song Jie knelt down and drank almond milk, and heard a roar from the backyard: "Where is Ah Jian? Where is Ah Jian? Where on earth did Ah Jian go?"

Song Jie frowned slightly, and he said, she was obviously not there.

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In front of a small bungalow at the corner of Changlefang Street, Li Linsen, carrying a bag, looked embarrassed and reluctant: "Why don't you just go back? How can you have a good life with me?"

A young lady holding a pipa retorted with dissatisfaction: "You want to chase me away now? Then why did you let me see you when you were showing off?"

Li Linsen: “…”

"Well, that was an accident. I acted on impulse. Look, I have nothing now. My job has been taken away by someone else. You will definitely suffer if you follow me."

"You dislike my humble background and are afraid that I will tarnish your reputation, right?"

"Gui Niang, don't talk nonsense." Li Linsen looked very serious. When he said this, his eyes were red. "You are the best girl in the world. I have harmed you..."

"Ah Lang, don't say anymore." Gui Niang threw herself into his arms and sobbed softly, "Our lives were already very hard before. If you really remember my kindness, don't chase me away. I can be your concubine or maid. I was really scared that day."

Gui Niang was Li Linsen's previous fiancée. When Li Linsen joined the army, he gave Gui Niang the dowry that his parents had given her, but her parents and brothers secretly rejected her. Gui Niang's mother died early, and her father married a second wife who didn't take her seriously at all, so he sold her off.