Mo Yanliang

Chapter 103 The Thunder Rolling in the Sky, Killing the Dead ([-])
Since meeting Yan Fuqing, more than half of Yan Jingshen's attention has been shifted to him.

After all, Xia Yueliang couldn't run away, and if she couldn't do it once, she would have to do it twice. Sooner or later, she would find a chance to meet alone.

This kid Fu Qing is different, if he is the first to strike, it's hard to say whether he can survive in this life, let alone a good one.

Yan Fuqing has always been smart and alert, and soon noticed Yan Jingshen's strangeness, to be more precise, his strangeness.

It doesn't seem like kindness, nor does it seem to be hostile, it's just weird anyway.

But after all, he grew up under Fenghuang's nose, and he has been dealing with many princes and grandchildren for many years, and he is especially able to hold his breath.

In this way, Yan Jingshen couldn't see his depth at all, and he became more and more suspicious that he was that Fu Qing.

The birthday banquet is over, and the princes and their families are preparing to leave the palace.

King Bosi and King Xing'an walked out of Qingyun Hall side by side, and a young eunuch chased after him.

"You two princes, please stay."

The two brothers stopped and turned their heads together.

The little eunuch smiled and said: "Your Majesty has a decree to invite the second son of Bosi Palace to visit Ruohua Palace."

Seeing that he had nothing to do with himself, King Xing'an smiled and said, "Then I will leave first."

Yan Chengyu nodded at him, then asked the little eunuch: "Father only summoned the Second Young Master alone?
"Yes, Your Majesty said, let the second son stay in the palace tonight, please return to the palace first."

King Bosi looked at Yan Jingshen: "Since your imperial grandfather summoned you, then go and pay attention to what you say, and don't make him angry."

Yan Jingshen bowed and said, "Yes, my lord."

To this cruel and ruthless scumbag, he really couldn't call him "Father King", even if he pretended to be.

Anyway, he didn't wait for the old emperor to know about Ming's mother and son, so he didn't have to act.

King Bosi's face darkened, and he left with a flick of his sleeves.

Ming looked at Yan Jingshen worriedly: "Shen'er, why do you deliberately provoke the prince..."

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Ming sighed: "Then be careful, Your Majesty has always been gentle with his grandchildren and will not make things difficult for you."

"Understood." Yan Jingshen watched her leave, and then followed the little eunuch to Ruohua Palace.

Yan Jingshen didn't know that the former owner of Ruohua Palace was Concubine Wei Shu, and King Bosi spent his childhood here.

He just felt that the style of this place was different from that of the imperial palace. It was not so much a palace, it was more like a place where people could calm down and read a book.

The little eunuch took him outside the study and said softly, "Second Young Master, Your Majesty is inside."

"Thank you, father-in-law." Yan Jingshen nodded slightly, gently pushed open the door and walked in.

The old emperor leaned back in his chair, and looked at the young man walking towards him with the same eyes that he had seen Yan Chengyu last time.

Like, it's so similar.

Compared with Ayu when he was young, his son-in-law seems to be more like the past concubine Shu.

Not only the appearance, but also the temperament is exactly the same.

Yan Jingshen was not nervous at first, but being stared at by Fenghuang couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Ming clearly said that he was almost exactly the same as that scumbag when he was young. Did the old emperor discover something?
Fortunately, he couldn't hear the voice of the old emperor, otherwise he would vomit blood.

The appearance is nothing more than that, what the hell is it that the temperament is exactly the same as that of Concubine Wei Shu? !
Fenghuang sat up straight, and said in a very gentle tone: "You don't need to kneel around all day, just find a place to sit down by yourself."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yan Jingshen sat down on the chair below him, his posture was straight and neither humble nor overbearing.

Fenghuang raised his eyebrows and said, "I am your grandfather, why do you call him that?"

Yan Jingshen said: "Growing up outside, I was not used to it for a while."

Feng Huang didn't care too much, he knew about this child, it was indeed Ah Yu who went too far.

I heard that after he returned to the mansion, he would not even call "Father King", let alone his own grandfather.

He asked in a more gentle tone: "Who gave you the name Depth of Field?"

According to the rules, the names of the emperor's grandsons should be taken by him, the emperor's father.

But 18 years ago when the Ming family was pregnant with this child, Ayu's resentment towards him had accumulated to a certain extent, and the matter of naming it was shelved.

Yan Jingshen said, "It was taken by my adoptive parents."

"You still have adoptive parents?"

"Back when my concubine took me to Fengcheng, the prince refused to let me enter the mansion, so my concubine had to ask Nanny He to take me to live outside.

Later, the prince did not allow us to live in Fengcheng, so Madam He could only take me to her hometown and put me in foster care with a family named Jing.

It's a pity that they were gone last year..."

Fenghuang sighed.

Although he is of royal blood, but has suffered so much, Ah Yu can really do it.

He wanted to scold his son a few words, but there was no sin in it?
In order to cultivate a qualified heir, he had to be cruel...

"Jingshen, I will call you my emperor's grandfather from now on. I am sorry for your mother and son."

Yan Jingshen pursed his lips.

Don't be so tender, old emperor. How nice to call him Your Majesty. Why do you have to be "grandfather"?

But I jumped into this pit by myself, so I can't blame others.

He responded simply: "Yes, Grandfather."

Fenghuang laughed and said: "There were too many people in the palace the day before yesterday, and I didn't have time to ask about many things in detail.

Looking at your figure, it looks like you have learned martial arts? "

"Returning to the emperor's grandfather, Madam He knew how to punch and kick, so she taught her grandson some basic skills since she was a child.

When I was six years old, my adoptive father sent me to apprentice again, and my skills were not bad. "

"Very good, very good..." Feng Huang praised several times in succession.

Finally, the royal family has a child who is willing to practice martial arts!

Moreover, this child has a stubborn personality and was raised in a common people's family since he was a child. He has no habit of being a dude at all, so he is simply a perfect seedling.

Yan Jingshen felt even more disturbed.

He had heard too many compliments like this in his previous life, but this was the first time in his life.

And this is a compliment from the emperor, it's simply too scary, okay?

He had his own reasons for pretending to be the emperor's grandson, but it had nothing to do with being rich or honored.

With the appreciation of the old emperor, many things will become easier, and correspondingly, it will bring a lot of trouble.

Prince Zha was already dissatisfied with him, and if he was reused by the old emperor, he would definitely hate himself to death.

What if the old emperor wants to put him in that position on a whim?
After all, the Ming family is a concubine, and her son is also very competitive.

When the matter developed to this point, Yan Jingshen felt that he was about to lose control.

However, it turns out that he was thinking too much, at least Fenghuang has no such plans at present.

He stood up and walked to Yan Jingshen's side, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously: "My good boy, I won't let your hard work these years go to waste.

Rest for a few days first, I will arrange a position for you in the army to practice well. "

(End of this chapter)