Chapter 210 Father and Son (Second Update)
Marquis Xuanping decided to personally meet with Xiao Liulang.
"Where does he live?" Marquis Xuanping asked Steward Liu.
"Bishui Hutong," Manager Liu told Xiao Liulang and Gu Jiao their exact address.
Marquis Xuanping traveled to Bishui Hutong by carriage.
It was Chang Jing who drove the carriage.
Xiao Liulang passed the imperial examination with top honors, and the alley was unusually lively today, with the entrance blocked by horse-drawn carriages.
Marquis Xuanping's carriage could not enter.
He sighed.
I never knew it would be so difficult for me to even see an illegitimate child.
Marquis Xuanping abandoned his carriage and walked, with Chang Jing following behind him. The two grown men entered the alley one after the other.
Even without directions, one could guess which house belonged to the illegitimate child; the door was wide open, and people were constantly coming and going.
Marquis Xuanping suddenly said to Chang Jing, "Find a place to squat down, and no matter what happens later, don't come over."
Chang Jing: "Oh."
After saying this, Marquis Xuanping went to the residence of Xiao Liulang and Gu Jiao.
His original intention was for Chang Jing to find a quiet place to stay, but Chang Jing was a person with perfect execution skills. He found a small corner, stuffed his hands into his sleeves, and squatted down facing the wall like a farmer.
When Marquis Xuanping arrived at the residence, a group of guests had just left. Just as Xiao Liulang was about to close the gate, a large hand pressed down on the door panel.
Xiao Liulang opened the courtyard gate and took a look.
Marquis Xuanping: Very good, not a single expression on your face.
Xiao Liulang became more composed with each passing day. He glanced calmly at Marquis Xuanping and asked sparingly, "What is it?"
If this cold attitude were truly Xiao Heng, Marquis Xuanping would be furious.
Marquis Xuanping took a deep breath and said, "Are you...?"
"No." Xiao Liulang interrupted him without any politeness.
Marquis Xuanping tilted his head slightly, frowning as he looked at him in confusion: "What isn't it? I haven't finished asking yet!"
Xiao Liulang's expression remained unchanged: "Asking won't solve it."
Marquis Xuanping felt a lump in his throat.
Xiao Liulang removed his hand from the door. Marquis Xuanping wondered what he was going to do, but then he saw him close the door.
Marquis Xuanping: That brat!
Of course, Marquis Xuanping grew up in the military camp and was quite skilled; he darted in with a single step.
Bang!
The door was closed, but Marquis Xuanping was already in the courtyard!
Marquis Xuanping raised an eyebrow and glanced at him.
Xiao Liulang had no intention of acknowledging him at all, and turned around to walk past him into the house.
Marquis Xuanping had anticipated this, his eyes narrowed, and he clutched his chest, coughing violently.
He coughed as he covered his mouth with a white handkerchief he had prepared beforehand. When he removed the handkerchief, it was covered in a bloody stain.
Yes, this is coughing up blood.
He had old injuries; he fought with them a few years ago in a battle against Chen Guo. He won, but the old injuries were aggravated.
Xiao Heng understood this as well.
Marquis Xuanping deliberately spread the handkerchief out very flat.
I'll show you, you're coughing up blood!
But Xiao Liulang didn't even look at it.
Even this won't work?
Marquis Xuanping gritted his teeth and collapsed to the ground.
When it comes to shamelessness, if Marquis Xuanping in the entire capital claims to be second, no one would dare to claim to be first.
Marquis Xuanping was determined to cause trouble for Xiao Liulang. He stood in front of Xiao Liulang, completely blocking his way.
But to his surprise, this heartless brat, without a word, lifted his foot and stepped over him—
Marquis Xuanping: "..."
That wasn't the scariest part. No sooner had Xiao Liulang left than Xiao Jingkong came running over.
Xiao Jingkong looked at the Marquis Xuanping lying on the ground: "Oh dear! Someone has fainted here! Hey? Isn't this the handsome uncle I saw at the post station last time?"
Xiao Liulang: "Hmm, you teach him a lesson."
Xiao Jingkong: "Oh, but how do we cure it?"
Xiao Liulang: "Treat Jiaojiao the same way you treated her."
Little Jingkong tilted his head and thought for a moment, then squatted down and used his little hands to press on his chest.
This is how Gu Jiao saves patients.
He imitated it very well, and his movements were very standard. The only drawback was that he was too weak and couldn't press it down after a long time.
So he decided to put them on.
He kicked off his shoes and leaped onto Marquis Xuanping!
Marquis Xuanping tensed up.
Holy crap!
Xiao Jingkong stepped on his chest, trembling and trembling!
Marquis Xuanping: "..."
Little rascal, you're a bit heavy...
Xiao Liulang calmly watched as Marquis Xuanping staged an accident.
The story has already progressed this far, so Marquis Xuanping has no choice but to continue, even if he has to grit his teeth and keep going.
"Oh no, this won't work!" Xiao Jingkong jumped down, thought for a moment, put his hands on his hips and said, "I'm going to give you CPR!"
Marquis Xuanping: W-what do you mean?
Little Jingkong opened his little mouth, took a deep breath, and pouted.
"Let go of that sir, let me handle this!" Aunt Liu from the next, next, next door, came running over, lifting her skirt and pouting her bright red lips!
Marquis Xuanping shuddered!
He opened his eyes and sat up abruptly: "I'm all better!"
Aunt Liu's face darkened.
Marquis Xuanping's attempt to stage an accident failed, and he left in frustration.
However, perhaps he was lucky, because he ran into the old priest the moment he stepped out of the alley.
The old chief priest had just come out of Uncle Zhao's house. He did not expect that Marquis Xuanping would appear here. He caught a glimpse of a tall figure out of the corner of his eye, but did not pay much attention to it.
Until, Marquis Xuanping called out, "Chief Advisor Huo?"
The familiar voice and address made the old chief priest's brow twitch. He stopped in his tracks and looked at the other person in surprise: "Lord Xiao... Lord Xiao?"
Although the old chief priest's official rank in court was not as high as that of the Marquis of Xuanping, he was more senior than the Marquis of Xuanping, and his age was also a factor. He was also Xiao Heng's teacher, so he was closer to the Marquis of Xuanping than most people, but not too close.
He was not in Xuanping Hou's camp; to be precise, he did not join any camp.
His rivalry with Empress Dowager Zhuang was a long-standing grudge, and had nothing to do with Marquis Xuanping or the Emperor.
Therefore, he neither addressed him as Marquis Xuanping in a distant manner like Grand Tutor Zhuang, nor did he address him directly as Marquis like his confidants.
Marquis Xuanping asked suspiciously, "Why would the old Grand Master of Ceremonies appear here?"
"I……"
Just as the old priest was about to say that I was just passing by, the old lady's voice came from Uncle Zhao's house: "Hurry up! It's only a few steps, why are you taking so long to go home and get something!"
The old chief priest's heart skipped a beat.
Empress Dowager Zhuang was no pushover, nor was Marquis Xuanping. Marquis Xuanping had always wanted to get rid of Empress Dowager Zhuang. This was partly due to the rivalry between the two families, but there was another very important reason.
Empress Dowager Zhuang once poisoned Xiao Heng.
When Xiao Heng was only five years old, he entered the palace to pay his respects to the emperor and empress, but was poisoned by Empress Dowager Zhuang and almost died on the spot.
Whether there was a misunderstanding is unknown.
In short, from that time onwards, the feud between Marquis Xuanping and Empress Dowager Zhuang was established.
If he discovers that Empress Dowager Zhuang is here, she will likely lose her life immediately.
Empress Dowager Zhuang always maintained a certain air of authority in the palace, always speaking in a reserved, noble, elegant, aloof, domineering, and sharp tone, which was definitely not the carefree and irresponsible manner she displayed.
Marquis Xuanping didn't actually realize it.
But the content is quite intriguing.
Marquis Xuanping narrowed his eyes: "Chief Advisor Huo actually lives here? Next door to Aheng's house?"
The old Chancellor's heart skipped a beat, but he remained outwardly calm: "I am no longer the Chancellor of the Imperial Academy."
Marquis Xuanping sneered: "Old fox, don't change the subject. Do you live next door to Aheng?"
The old chief priest said seriously, "I don't understand what you're saying, Lord Xiao."
Marquis Xuanping did not respond. He patted the old chief priest on the shoulder, as if he had said all he needed to say, and then turned and left.
But after taking only a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned his head slightly, and chuckled softly: "I just mentioned Aheng, and you weren't sad at all."
The old chief priest gasped. Who said that Marquis Xuanping was only good at fighting and had no brains? This guy is incredibly cunning!
Alas, it was all because that wicked empress who brought ruin to the country distracted me. If I hadn't been thinking about how to prevent Marquis Xuanping from discovering him, how could I have made such a mistake?
"Your Excellency is not me, how do you know I'm not sad?" He felt he could still salvage the situation!
"Is that so?" Marquis Xuanping chuckled ambiguously, and this time he really didn't say anything more. "Chang Jing, let's go!"
"Oh." Chang Jing, whose legs had gone numb from squatting for half an hour, walked out with a limp, his legs spread apart.
Marquis Xuanping gave him a disdainful look: "What kind of behavior is this? Taking too big a step, did you hurt your balls?"
Chang Jing: "..."
Only Xiao Liulang and the old chief priest understood the little incident involving Marquis Xuanping; the others simply thought it was a guest who had come to visit.
When Gu Jiao returned from grocery shopping, Xiao Jingkong told her that he had saved someone, but Gu Jiao thought he was just joking with a guest.
Little Jingkong put his hands behind his back and looked at Gu Jiao with bright eyes, "Praise me, praise me, praise me!"
"Yes, Jingkong is really great." Gu Jiao praised him.
Little Jingkong tilts his head cutely: "Is it just a verbal reward, Jiaojiao?"
Gu Jiao gave him a little kiss.
Little Jingkong was so happy he was flying, jumping and bouncing around, shaking his head, he was so cute!
Gu Jiao's heart melted. With a smile on her lips, she went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
When visitors saw how cute Xiao Jingkong was, they waved to him, wanting to tease the adorable little boy.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Jingkong stopped working in a second, his cute face disappeared, revealing a serious and old-fashioned expression. With his hands behind his back, he took the steps of Grandpa Zhao taking a stroll and returned to his little west room!
Everyone: "..."
(End of this chapter)
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