Chapter 426 Luo Jingfeng's revenge on Su Xi

Xu Wan's mouth twitched, and she simply didn't believe what he said.

Because she saw the papers spread out on the table, they were so thick that they were obviously poems she had written in the past... She then remembered that on the first day Su Xi came, he taught the children how to curse in various ways.

It seems that he was caught.

But it was also quite magical. Luo Jingfeng seemed to be in a good mood. He was just leisurely waiting for the teenagers to hand in their homework.

Poems praising him were sent one after another. The wording and sentence structure were much better than those scolding him. He had indeed made a lot of progress compared to more than a month ago. Luo Jingfeng was so happy that he shouted outside: "Come on, send these poems to the old man in Lucheng, let him see how these guys praise me."

"Yes, Lord, I will go right away."

"!!" The five young boys were stunned.

Is the Duke of Protectorate declaring war on Suxi directly through the air?

One asked them to curse Luo Jingfeng; the other asked them to write exaggerated poems and give them to the old man... The fight between adults began with the poems they wrote.

Luo Jingfeng still felt that it was not enough, and in a voice that was so angry that he would not give up, he shouted loudly: "We need it to be rushed to 800 miles."

The guard who had already run away replied louder, "Yes!"

Xu Wanjian simply couldn't bear to watch. Luo Jingfeng was so wicked. If Mr. Su received the letter, wouldn't he be so angry that he couldn't sleep all night when he saw the disciples he had taught with so much effort praising his enemy?

Zong Jincheng also felt that this was wrong. He complained, "You are so petty and hold a grudge. I will write a letter to Mr. Su to prevent him from being so angry about your evil deeds that he cannot eat."

Luo Jingfeng snorted and said, "I don't bear a grudge against you. That old man has nothing better to do than writing poems and cursing people every day. I'm being reasonable by not beating him up." Zong Jincheng rolled his eyes at him and stuck out his tongue at him.

Luo Jingfeng dragged him upstairs and said, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Zong Jincheng curled his lips but did not resist.

As soon as Luo Jingfeng left, the other four boys all breathed a sigh of relief.

He Zheng was the first to complain: "Finally they left. Although the Protector of the Country was very good to my brother, I think he was still very scared."

Wei Xinglu covered his mouth and said, "Keep your voice down. The generals have very sharp ears. He just went to the second floor and didn't really leave. If he hears us, we'll be finished." He made a gesture on his neck, scaring He Zheng into silence immediately.

Xu Wan and Zong Zhao went to put away the poems on the table. Several children also helped with the work. In the end, Zong Zhao put them into the bookcase in the corner to prevent Luo Jingfeng from seeing them again.

The second floor is where Zong Jincheng often goes.

First, the prince taught him here, then his parents came here to question him, and now Luo Jingfeng came to talk to him. He was familiar with the place and skillfully moved two small cushions over to sit on.

Luo Jingfeng watched him trotting to work, his eyes following his nephew's movements, the kindness in his eyes almost overflowing, he sighed again: "Cheng'er, seeing how well you are raised, I can forgive Zong Zhao and the prince for hiding this from me."

Zong Jincheng made a face at him.

Bad uncle, you talk as if I were your child.

I belong to my father! I belong to His Highness!

Not your little scoundrel.

Luo Jingfeng didn't mind his offensive expression. He just smiled and took out a jade pendant from his arms and handed it to him, saying, "You didn't want your mother's jade pendant, so your uncle made a new one for you based on the shape of your mother's jade pendant and gave it to you."

The jade pendant was very beautiful. The light from outside the window shone through it, making it transparent and evenly colored. It looked like the material was better than Luo Shu's, and even better than the one his grandmother had given him.

But Zong Jincheng didn't want to accept it.

He didn't like Luo Shu, and didn't want the jade pendant related to Luo Shu.

The little devil tried hard to find an excuse: "I already have a lot of jade pendants. It would be easy to lose more, which would be a waste."

Luo Jingfeng's hands froze in mid-air. He asked, "You still won't forgive me?"

Zong Jincheng said bluntly: "No, I said that as long as you let His Highness go, I will make peace with you. A gentleman's word is as good as his bond."

Luo Jingfeng sometimes always has an illusion.

The young boy with the face of a 10-year-old has actually grown up. He sees everything clearly in his mind, making it impossible to control his actions or guess his thoughts.

Luo Jingfeng was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Don't you like your mother?"

As far as he could remember, the child had never asked about his third sister. He was not curious about his mother at all. He even called his third sister by her name every time, as if he was talking about a stranger.

Zong Jincheng did not answer.

Because this answer would not be what the other person, who loved his sister dearly, wanted, and he did not want to anger Luo Jingfeng.

Luo Jingfeng said calmly, "A few months ago, when I returned to the capital, I met the midwife who delivered you. She was the old nanny in our palace and she entered the palace with your mother."

Zong Jincheng raised his head, and finally there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes. That was something that happened when he was a child, even before he was born. It was something his father and mother had never told him.

Luo Jingfeng looked at him in shock and said, "My wife said that your mother pretended to be sick in the palace to hide the fact that she was pregnant with you. She deceived everyone, including me. She was smart since she was a child, but she had never done such a bold thing. Later I thought, maybe what you said is right. She wanted you to live a peaceful life, so she hid it from me."

Zong Jincheng listened with his head tilted, without interrupting.

But his sense of involvement was not strong, it was like he was listening to someone else's story.

Luo Jingfeng continued, "When we were young, our father favored his concubines over his wife, and our mother was killed by those concubines early on. Although we were legitimate children, our lives were worse than those of illegitimate children. Because of her outstanding appearance, our third sister was sought after by the powerful and wealthy families. Then our father finally saw her and thought it was a good sign. However, he treated her as a tool and mercilessly gave her to a man who was a generation older than her. It was difficult for her to survive in the intrigues of the palace. There were so many children in the palace, but she was the only one who could not get pregnant. She was lonely night after night until dawn."

The more Luo Jingfeng spoke, the more distressed he felt, as if he saw Luo Shu sitting alone in the countless lonely nights, only able to hear the laughter and play in other palaces.

His eyes were slightly red as he looked at the little boy in front of him and smiled, "So your arrival made her very happy. She was looking forward to your birth. In the past six months, she made many small clothes for you, as well as beautiful tiger-head shoes. Originally, even if you were sent out of the palace after you were born, you could wear those things. But... the prince came at such an unfortunate time that all those things were burned, leaving no trace."