The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 565 Chapter 565

King An Jun came out for a walk and regretted it.

It was so cold and the road was so dark, he should have brought some wraps and warm clothes before leaving home.

Now it's all right, he has no money, no carriage, and even Wu Yang, his confidant and secret guard, was detained by his grandfather.

Wu Yang was the person who went to Chen country with him at the beginning, seven years older than him, he was not only his secret guard, but also his playmate.

He always felt that Wu Yang was completely loyal to him after going through so many hardships, and reality dealt him a cruel blow.

Unknowingly, he had wandered around the capital for several hours and fell several times. There were still many pedestrians on the street, but for the first time in his life, he felt that this kind of excitement had nothing to do with him.

He walked through the endless streets and came to a small courtyard where he once lived.

But just as he was about to go in, he was stopped by the boy inside.

The servant said in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, I have just received an order from the dealer that you are not allowed to enter the house."

very good.

really good.

I can't even live in another hospital.

I can't live here, there are other places.

King An went to the three houses under the name of the Zhuang family, but was turned away without exception.

Anjun Wang couldn't even enter the restaurant and inn that he had been to as a guest of honor. First, he had no money. This is not the point. In the past, he could walk sideways in the capital without money. Rushing to pay money.

The important thing is the second point, Taifu Zhuang ordered someone to send news to the restaurants and inns he had been to.

How did Taifu Zhuang know his past like the palm of his hand?

Thank you Wu Yang.

After being rejected for countless times, King An looked at the quiet sky, laughing until his shoulders trembled.

Grandpa was right, without his status as the grandson of the Zhuang family, he was nothing.

Taifu Zhuang wants to use this method to force King An back. King An has been a sensible and obedient child since he was a child. He has suffered and suffered, but he did not face all that alone.

He has Wu Yang by his side, many masters, behind him is the Empress Dowager and Grand Tutor, and the entire Zhuang clan.

Now he has nothing.

He couldn't even find a place to stay.

Sad and ridiculous.

But there is one thing he is very grateful for,

That's because Gu Jiao cured his eyes, and he was no longer night blind, otherwise he would have only hoped to walk on the street right now.

The cold wind cut his face like a knife. At first he could still feel the pain, but gradually he became numb.

After walking for a while, even his mind was numb, and he didn't know where he was at all. When he realized where it was, his eyebrows twitched, he turned around and left!

It's a pity it's too late.

A small mushroom head protruded from the crack of the door: "Are you... are you looking for someone?"

"I..." King An opened his mouth.

The courtyard door was pushed open by Xiao Douding, and the candlelight in the courtyard came out. Xiao Douding saw his face clearly, and said, "You are the brother who came to my house! We met in the countryside, brother you Still remember me?"

King An Jun was speechless.

When Gu Jiao's family was still in the country, he visited the door, and in order to recognize the queen mother, he went there more than once.

But... how long has it been, how does the little guy still remember him?

Afterwards, before King An could say that I would pass by and not bother me, Xiao Douding yelled into the yard, "Brother-in-law! There are guests at home!"

King An was surprised: "I... that... hey..."

Xiao Heng came over, and he said to Xiao Jingkong: "Do you want to sneak out to play again?"

Xiao Jingkong blinked guiltily: "Where do I have it!"

After all, he ran away in a hurry.

Xiao Heng looked outside the door at King An who was trying to keep calm but was a little at a loss, his eyes were a little speechless.

Anjun Wang also felt guilty.

Although he has not yet reached the crown, he is not considered an adult man according to the customs of the Zhao Kingdom, but he is about to get married, and the crown ceremony will be brought forward.

Soon he was a real man.

Men have a good face, especially in front of rivals and opponents, they must not show timidity.

King An made up his mind not to let Xiao Heng see that he was a bereaved dog. He straightened his back and said with a strong aura: "I'm passing by, I'm not here to be a guest, I'll go first."

Xiao Heng took a deep look at him and said, "Come in and have a seat."

King An was taken aback.

Do they know each other well?

He was just passing by, but Xiao Liulang actually invited him into the house?

Sit down!

Who is afraid of whom!

King An Jun hummed without changing his face, and entered the room with Xiao Heng with a cold face.

It was the time when several young men in the family were running around in the yard, the front and back doors of the main room were open, and no fire was lit.

Xiao Heng asked King An to sit down on the chair by the table, and poured King An a cup of hot tea.

King An wandered the streets all afternoon and half night, cold and thirsty, he took a sip of the teacup slowly, his stomach warmed instantly.

Xiao Heng sat down opposite him: "Haven't you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten it." An Junwang said desperately.

grunt~

His stomach growled.

King An blushed.

Xiao Heng called Yu Ya'er and asked Yu Ya'er to go to the kitchen to order a bowl of noodles.

Yu Ya'er looked back at Prince An several times.

King An Jun thought, even if I am handsome, you don't have to keep looking at me like this, right? Xiao Liulang, your maid doesn't know the rules...

My aunt went to Aunt Liu's house to rub leaf cards, and the old Jijiu went to serve tea and private money, and was not at home.

Yao shi hugged Gu Xiaobao to watch his aunt play poker, Gu Xiaobao got excited when he saw the cards, Yao shi didn't know why.

King An Jun drank his tea and looked around.

"Jiaojiao is not here." Xiao Heng broke it with a single word.

Gu Jiao went to the clinic, but she was indeed not there.

King An drank tea to hide his embarrassment.

Yu Ya'er cooked a bowl of noodles with smoked bamboo shoots and bacon, accompanied by a small dish of pickles.

An Jun Wang Gui is the grandson of the Zhuang family, and he usually eats delicacies from mountains and seas, but for some reason, he thinks this is the best noodle he has ever eaten.

After eating a bowl of noodles, King An's whole body felt comfortable, even his frozen toes were warmed.

He didn't have a drop of soup left, and he ate all the pickles.

After drinking the tea and eating the noodles, King An himself would feel embarrassed if he stayed any longer.

Just as he was about to leave, there was a frantic little voice from Xiaoqingkong in the room.

This kind of sound usually only happens when Gu Jiao is out, but when Gu Jiao is at home, he is very good.

"Sit down for a while, I'll go and have a look." Xiao Heng got up and went to the Westinghouse.

Xiao Qingkong couldn't find anything again, he turned his little treasure box into a mess, and his toys were scattered all over the floor.

"What are you looking for?" Xiao Heng asked.

Xiao Jingkong stomped with his hips on his hips: "Xiao Jin! My Xiao Jin is gone! It's naughty again!"

Xiao Heng got down and found the golden abacus under the bed, and then took Xiao Qingkong together to pack the things on the ground back one by one.

King An didn't mean to peek, but he was facing the direction of Westinghouse, so it was hard not to see it.

He didn't expect that the dignified court official would do what a servant would do when he returned home.

Isn't there a maid?

"It's getting late, you should take a shower."

"I don't want to take a shower!"

Sure enough, without Gu Jiao, he is not a good baby who likes to take a bath.

Xiao Heng was not used to him.

Xiao Heng came out to fetch water, and by the way, pointed to the direction of the study to King An, and said, "I'll give Jing Kong a bath first, why don't you go to the study and sit down, it's warm there."

"Ah... this..."

Forget it, the kindness is hard to turn down, so he just sat down and waited for Xiao Liulang to finish his work in a while, and then he solemnly bid farewell to him.

Thinking of this, King An entered Xiao Heng's study.

Before King An came to the house, Xiao Heng had been staying in the study, so he lit the brazier, and it was burning vigorously at this time.

Xiao Heng went to the stove to get hot water, carried it back and forth a few times, and also chopped some firewood and threw it into the stove.

King An was incredible.

He is on duty in two yamen during the day, and he still has to work when he gets home, so wouldn't he hire a few more servants?

Isn't he good at making money? When I was in Guozijian, I helped people recite poems and compose Fu, which was expensive.

Soon, King An discovered that Xiao Heng had done much more than that.

There are several homework books on the desk, most of them are written by Xiao Qingkong, and the other half are written by Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun.

So Xiao Liulang has to help the three brothers-in-law with their homework?

And beside this pile of homework is a stack of thick paper, the ink on the top few pages is still wet, it looks like it was written tonight.

King An Jun glanced at it casually, and was surprised to find that he didn't know the words on it.

He does not say that he is proficient in the languages ​​of the six countries, but he still has a little superficial understanding. These are neither the characters of the Lower Three Kingdoms nor the characters of the Upper Three Kingdoms.

"Could it be Sanskrit?" King An didn't understand Sanskrit, but he had seen Buddhist scriptures in Sanskrit, and he didn't look like this.

Amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves that only heard the sound of thunder but not the rain, Xiao Heng gave a certain little Douding a strong bath, put on his clothes and threw him under the bed.

Xiao Heng took out the bath water, packed up and went back to the study.

King An Jun looked at the paper in his hand, and said awkwardly: "I just looked at it casually."

"It's okay, you see." Xiao Heng entered the room.

King An pointed to the next door: "Is he...does this every day?"

Xiao Heng hummed: "He is like this when Jiaojiao is not here." Taking a bath is like fighting a war.

An Junwang thought of the scene where his scalp was numb from the noise next door, and it was hard to imagine how Xiao Liulang came here every day.

Thinking about it this way, it was not easy for Xiao Liulang.

"By the way, what are these?" King An asked looking at the stack of papers on the table.

"Calculation." Xiao Heng said.

"Shu-shi?" Prince An frowned strangely.

Xiao Heng glanced at the paper in his hand: "The one you are looking at is the ancestor rate."

King An's expression became even weirder: "Isn't the method of cutting the circle used to calculate the ancestor rate?"

He still knows the method of cutting circles, but this one is obviously not.

Xiao Heng explained: "This is another way."

King An was still at a loss: "Are you using these strange patterns?"

Xiao Heng thought carefully for a moment: "Strictly speaking, they should be regarded as another kind of characters."

King An Jun: "Another kind? Outside the six countries? Turkic language?"

Xiao Heng: "No, the Turks use the script of the Jin Kingdom, there are some differences, but they are roughly the same."

The cause has to start with the ancestors of the Turks and the Jin Kingdom. At that time, it was not the Jin Kingdom, but the former dynasty of the Jin Kingdom. It was rumored that it was originally a part of the Turks, and the tribe behind it became independent.

However, it is also said that the Turks were part of the previous dynasties of the Jin State. This statement is recorded in the annals of history, but the historical facts belong to the victors. Who can say that the former dynasties of the Jin State did not let the historians revise the annals of history?

King An suddenly became interested, and lowered his posture to ask Xiao Heng for advice.

In the past, he would never be able to pull this face off.

Tonight... God knows what happened to him tonight.

Xiao Heng has always kept secrets, but whenever someone sincerely asks for advice, he will know everything and is willing to teach him everything.

He started with simple numbers, and slowly talked about basic formulas.

King An Jun never knew that arithmetic could be so witty, he seemed to have opened the door to a new world, and fell into it.

And he seemed to understand why the students of the Imperial Academy and Jinshi of the Hanlin Academy were willing to ask Xiao Liulang for advice. Xiao Liulang never showed off his literary talent when preaching and teaching, and it was all knowledge that people could really understand.

It wasn't until he came here that he finally realized that Xiao Liulang didn't get to where he is today by virtue of relationships, and everything he owns was obtained by his own ability.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Heng asked.

King An Jun smiled: "I never convinced you when you became the number one scholar in the new division."

Xiao Heng looked at him: "Are you convinced by me now?"

King An opened his mouth and nodded: "You can say that."

Xiao Heng put down the paper in his hand, looked at the essence through the phenomenon, and said sharply: "You can stay overnight, one or two silver per night."

Prince An choked: "Cough, talking about money hurts feelings."

Xiao Heng said lightly and calmly: "On credit, three-point profit."

And interest?

Wait, how did you know I wanted credit!

King An Jun coughed lightly: "Which house do you live in?"

Xiao Heng raised his fingertips: "Next door."

King An's face darkened.

He couldn't lose face in front of Xiao Liulang.

"Let's talk about it first. I'm not homeless. It's because of your kindness that I can't refuse. I'll just reluctantly stay for one night."

He said, like a proud peacock went to the old Jijiu.

The big house was full, and there was only one small house left.

Until he crossed the threshold, he maintained the arrogance and nobility that a county king should have.

When Xiao Heng left and closed the door for him, he subconsciously looked into the bronze mirror.

In the middle of the night, a series of hog-killing screams erupted——

Ahhh!

This beggar with the head of a chicken coop, a straw stuck in it, a bloody face, an open skirt, and three rips in the sleeve is not him! ! !