I don't want to be king

Chapter 4 Hong An
"My lord!"

Hong Yingteng knelt down.

"what?"

Lin Yi glared at him.

"I swear to the death that I will never leave the prince!" Hong Yingbiao said loyally.

"What's wrong." Lin Yi didn't even say a word, "If you like to kneel, you can kneel all night."

"My lord." Hong Ying stood up faster than he knelt down.

"Hey, when we get to the south, if we really can't get along," Lin Yi said lightly, "Go to the street to perform. Your flying needle is very good, and there must be people to support you."

Although sometimes I don't like Hong Ying's three-legged cat kung fu, but I'm still quite envious.

Liang Guo established his country with martial arts, and he was very fond of martial arts. As a child of the royal family, he was taught martial arts by a special instructor in the palace at the age of seven, even for an unfavorable prince like him.

Learning martial arts naturally requires talent, but the most important thing is perseverance and courage.

As a time traveler, what he lacks the most is the latter!
The mental age is more than 30, and the mind has been smoothed long ago, and it cannot be changed in this life. How can I have the perseverance and patience to learn martial arts?

You think you are a prince, you have guards when you travel, and you don't want to fight for the throne, so why do you learn kung fu?
In the past 18 years, he only knows a set of rotten five-step boxing, and his punches are weak, and his movements are not very standard.

Completely rely on strength to keep a low profile!
No acting skills required!

It wasn't until an incident happened last year that he realized that thinking about this world was too simple.

Two ninth-rank masters dared to assassinate in the heavily guarded palace!
If you enter the land of no one, you have already broken into the bedroom!
If Ouchi Priest hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous!
His cheap Emperor Lao Tzu is not absolutely safe!

Let alone him!

Now I just regret that I didn't study martial arts hard when I was a child!
If he was willing to work hard, it would be no problem to knock down Hong Ying with one punch.

Not only did Hong Ying not have a master to teach him back then, he didn't even know a few big characters.

It was I who slowly taught him to read and read together with Lin Ning, and forced him to practice embroidery needles by the way, so as to help him sew a decent pair of big pants.

Find someone else to sew?

My mother is not allowed to sew!
Shang Yijian dare not sew!

It's just that one day, he was free to tell Lin Ning about Journey to the West.
Covering the group of students and admiring benevolence, inventing everything to be good.

If you want to know good fortune, you will have Yuan Gong." At that time, Hong Ying suddenly told him that he had enlightened.
He asked what he realized?

Hong Ying couldn't tell.

It was only later that he learned how to "do private visits in micro-services", and Hong Ying easily defeated five local ruffians.

Only then did he realize that Hong Ying really knew a little bit of kung fu.

If I worked harder in the past, I would definitely be able to surpass Hong Ying's wild way, right?
Hey!
Some things, you only know how to cherish them if you miss them!

"My lord." Hong Ying said with a sneer, "The escort agency's business is still good."

"Hey, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me," Lin Yi yawned, "We won't be in the capital anymore, and we'll move to the south for business."

After he was ten years old, the palace began to send him money.

Two or three times a month, the accumulation of small amounts of money, he began to let the nanny's son Song Cheng do business outside the palace.

The first one is the inn, the modern catering concept was integrated into this time and space, and it didn't become a big hit, but it made him earn his first pot of gold.

Then a second inn was opened, and then a third.

By the time he opened his cabinet and left the palace, he already had six inns in his hands.

After leaving the palace, he has no scruples!
Anyway, he is a desperate money fan!

He still scolded the dreaded commander of the secret guard who dared to block his way of making money.

Among the princes and grandchildren of the dynasty, he was the only one who dared to do this!

They are not afraid of revenge from the hidden guards, but anyone who is ambitious is afraid of losing the support of the hidden guards.

That day, after being reprimanded by the cheap Laozi emperor, the prince gave away twenty catties of deer tendons, fifty catties of sea cucumbers, fifty deer tongues, fifty beef tongues, and twenty catties of dried razor clams.

The third prince Yongwang presented a pair of white jade lions.

The fourth prince, King Jin, simply gave him a hundred taels of silver.

Even the twelfth prince, who was six years younger than him, gave him a ten-acre farm.

This business is profitable.

Hit people, you can make money!
So what if you beat Qi Zhong, the son of the prime minister of the dynasty!

Who told him to rely on his family's power and power to bully men and women!
It's just that he is not pleasing to the eye!

Afterwards, the business grew bigger and bigger, and whoever dared to block his way of making money would naturally have his brothers and grandsons, and even noble concubines in the palace to sweep the way for him.

After all, this kind of him is rare.

Up to now, he has ten inns, two rice shops, a furniture store, a silk shop, and an escort agency.

Dongfeng Escort, the mission must be fulfilled.

Since its establishment, it has never missed a single dart, and it has gained a huge reputation in the north and south of the country. Last year's annual income was equal to the sum of the annual profits of his other industries.

Sometimes he has to sigh that logistics in ancient times is quite promising.

"My lord," Hong Ying said with a bow, "the younger ones will naturally explain it to me, but the sweltering summer heat of Sanhe, my lord is so weak."

"You're the only one who talks nonsense all day long."

Lin Yi stood up, stretched his waist, and prepared to go back to the house to sleep. If he stayed outside for a long time, it would be cheaper for mosquitoes.

There is no vaccine in this world, so he has no antibodies. If he gets malaria, it is not a surprise!

Even a cold and pneumonia can kill half your life!

It's not easy to live again, and the death is not clear, it's too wronged!
After Hong Ying watched Lin Yi walk out of the gazebo, he winked at the maids on both sides, signaling them to wait for the prince to go to bed.

He sat upright on the chair, motionless, like an old monk in meditation.

In the middle of the night, the wind picked up, and my ears shrugged.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he opened his eyes suddenly, but without seeing any movement, his body floated out of the courtyard wall of Hewangfu.

"Damn girl, let's see if I don't beat you to death."

From a long distance away, Hong Ying heard the woman's roar, which was especially loud in the dark night.

But the baby's cries became smaller and smaller.

He stood at the door of the hut, which was not much bigger than the pigsty, and never went in.

Hiding in the darkness with hands behind their backs.

The moon hung lower and lower.

There was a creaking sound of the door opening, which was inaudible.

A little girl opened the shabby door, exited from the house, then closed the door softly, and walked farther and farther along the alley.

Juma River is the only river running through Ankang City.

Hong Ying followed the little girl, first watching her standing by the river, wanting to jump but not daring to jump, and then squatting by the river, hugging her head and crying.

He was wondering what the prince would do if he were here at this moment.

Hong Ying thought about it, but heard the little girl's cries getting louder and louder, causing more and more dogs to bark.

There was a sharp sound, and the little girl turned her head in fright, and suddenly saw Hong Ying in the shadow.

Weeping, "You are a kidnapper, then you sell me, I just need a bite to eat."

"Humph"

"Master." The little girl couldn't believe it when she heard the familiar and unique cold snort.

"Silly boy, what are you doing here?" Hong Ying asked lukewarmly.

"My mother told me to die, I'm afraid of water," the little girl shrugged, sobbing.

"From today onwards, your name will be Hong An."

Hong Ying had a faint smile on his face.

ps: Brothers and sisters, come here for a ticket, and I am willing to promise you with your body
(End of this chapter)