Chapter 652: Grand Master, I miss you very much

The morning sun shines on the spring-filled city of Bianjing, and the streets gradually become lively. At this time, teams of guards suddenly lined up, and the air became a little nervous. Then several important streets were blocked and all the peddlers who were selling along the street were driven out.

A sedan chair went directly to Xuanwu Gate. The Ma Junsi guards lined up to hold their breath. Several officials from the Ministry of Rites seemed a little anxious and discussed as if no one was around.

When the sedan chair fell, several officials from the Ministry of Rites came to see the ceremony. Cai Jing came out of the sedan chair and said with a smile: "Have you sent a scout? When will the Xixia King of Political Consultative Affairs arrive?"

"It should be soon, at most half an hour."

These officials of the Ministry of Rites were headed by Zhou Wentao, the Minister of Rites. When Zhou Wentao heard the five words "The King of Political Affairs in Xixia, his expression was a bit strange. However, the Grand Master said this and it was not easy to confront him in person. He said to several officials of the Ministry of Rites: "The Prince of Penglai is coming, let's see if there are any omissions."

It was the King of Political Consultative Affairs and the King of Penglai County. It was dizzy when he heard it. Several officials from the Ministry of Rites responded to their orders and went to prepare.

Cai Jing glanced at Zhou Wentao and laughed: "How is Mr. Zhou going to be lately?"

Zhou Wentao was trained by the former Minister of Rites. He smiled with a hard-core old party and said, "It's good, but the Taishi's body is a bit poor, so he should work less."

Cai Jing smiled faintly and said, "How can we not do our best to do our best in the major affairs of our family and country?" After that, he ignored Zhou Wentao and looked into the distance.

Zhou Wentao was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he went to chat with several officials from the Ministry of Rites.

Half an hour passed, and the horizon was rumbling outside the horizon, Cai Jing's expression remained motionless, Zhou Wentao cheered up and said, "Here you, don't miss it, follow Grand Master Cai to welcome the Prince of Penglai."

Cai Jing smiled faintly and said, "The envoy of the Western Xia Kingdom has come from afar, and should not be neglected!"

Zhou Wentao frowned and wanted to say something, but he wanted to say something but stopped.

Several cavalry guards had already rushed out, and the Cavalry was occupied by the Martial Arts School, which was the internship place for the infantry department of the Martial Arts School. Every three months, a team of officials were rotated in. In addition, Shen Ao's former prestige in the Martial Arts School, the Cavalry was already a reserve force of the Martial Arts School. When these guards rushed over and approached the Cavalry School's Captain, they were in a stir. They clasped their fists from afar and said loudly: "Zhou Heng (Zhao Shang, Liu Wu.) was the squadron officer of the Martial Arts School. He welcomed the Prince of Penglai."

The cavalry captains pulled their horses one after another, and Shen Ao rushed out and said, "It turns out that Cousin Zhou is here too!"

Zhou Heng was much stronger than before, and his frivolity was gone, and he was a little more resolute and said with his chest: "The prince, the prince is the officer of the third squadron of the First Battalion of the Horse Army. There are no cousins ​​here, only the prince and the prince."

Shen Ao laughed. This guy dared to play with him clearly. The king also did his business and ignored him. He said to Zhao Shang and Liu Wu two squadron officials: "You are also from the Martial Arts School?"

When it comes to the Martial Preparation School, the two squadron officials were even more solemn and bowed: "Mr. Enfu is here, please receive a gift from the next door." This is a set of scholars, but in the Martial Preparation School where Yunwen and Wushu, it is appropriate to give this ceremony to the school lieutenant who has graduated from the Martial Preparation School.

Shen Aohe nodded and said, "Let's go, enter the city."

He took Zhou Heng and his men to the city gate. The place had been blocked. Just waiting for Chen Ao to come, the people who wanted to enter and exit the city from here had to take a detour.

Cai Jing smiled on his face, and when Chen Ao got off his horse, he greeted him warmly and said, "The King of Political Consultative Affairs has become a little darker, but he is much more energetic."

Chen Ao kept a smile on his face, but he couldn't help but curse the old thief in his heart, and said with a smile: "Teacher Cai, do you want to die of me?" After that, he raised his hand fiercely and pressed heavily on Cai Jing's shoulder: "Along the way, I will miss Your Majesty and my family, and the second is the Tamer!"

This time, the pressure on Cai Jing's shoulders was extremely heavy. Cai Jing's legs became weak and almost fell down. He tried his best to hold back and finally stabilized his body. At his age, he could not bear it. He had sweated heavily on his forehead, but he still had to keep a smile and greet Shen Ao. It was nothing more than saying that I miss the King of Disputes.

Chen Ao said to Tong Hu behind him, "Tong Hu, your uncle and the Grand Master are also old friends, come and greet the Grand Master."

Tong Hu stepped forward and said seriously: "I have met the Grand Master."

Cai Jing's face changed, and he immediately knew that the old fox in the town had completely turned to Chen Ao, and said with a smile: "Nephew Tong is here with the King of Political Affairs. Okay, I will have another powerful general in the Song Dynasty in the future."

Chen Ao scolded Tong Hu with a stern face and said, "Didn't it mean that your uncle is unfamiliar with the Grand Master like this? You should be more enthusiastic." After saying that, he said to Cai Jing with a smile: "Tong Hu is ignorant, so let the Grand Master laugh."

Tong Hu scratched his head and said, "What is the heat?"

Chen Ao raised his hand again and patted Cai Jing heavily on his shoulder, then said, "Old Cai, I brought the Tianshan snow tea from Xixia from Xixia. I will definitely ask someone to send it to the mansion later. Please ask Lao Cai to have a tea."

Cai Jing reacted slowly and was hit again, his face twitched, but he couldn't turn against Shen Ao, so he could only grit his teeth and resist.

Chen Ao said to Tong Hu: "Here, this is the passion, this is the highest etiquette of the Xixia people. Tong Hu, come and try it."

Tong Hu thought to himself, where is this in the etiquette of the people of Xixia? But he will listen to whatever Chen Ao said, and he will go forward. Cai Jing was so scared that he retreated repeatedly. If Tong Hu was back and waist, if he also learned from Chen Ao for a moment, his old bones would have to be dispersed.

Cai Jing smiled dryly and said, "Okay, Your Majesty is still in Wenjing Pavilion and other places to meet with the King of Political Consultative Affairs, so I won't be delayed. Please."

Chen Ao laughed and said, "Prince Tai asked first."

Cai Jing continued to politely say: "The King of Political Consulting is a guest, so naturally the King of Political Consulting should ask first."

The word "guest" was very heavy, and a hint of coldness flashed in Chen Ao's eyes, and then he laughed. While Cai Jing was not careful, he was slapped on the shoulder again by Chen Ao. This time, Cai Jing was really careless. He didn't expect that he would stagger and sit on the ground. The guards lined up to see it and burst into laughter. Several officials of the Ministry of Rites couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Wentao had already stepped over, ignored Cai Jing, bowed to Chen Ao and said, "Prince, please enter the city."

Chen Ao smiled, nodded, turned his head and whistled over with the horse.

Cai Jing stood up slowly, as if nothing had happened, just dusted the dust on his body, walked to the sedan chair happily, and ordered to the sedan chairman: "Enter the palace."

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When he arrived at the Imperial Road, Chen Ao and the lieutenants parted ways, took only a few guards, rode the horse to Zhengde Gate, and returned to this place, Chen Ao suddenly felt like he was a different world. The towering palace gate seemed extremely friendly, and even the guards at the door seemed to have not changed. They were still the same old acquaintances. When Chen Ao came, he did not move his sword, but a faint smile appeared between his eyebrows and eyes. This smile made Chen Ao very happy. Although he had the right to hit the horse and entered the palace, he got off the horse and handed the reins to the guards around him, and went straight into the palace.

The grass and trees in the palace did not change at all. The spring breeze swayed, the osmanthus trees were fragrant, and the flowers were in full bloom. They were dragged by the spring breeze and immediately fragrant, floating into the tip of the nose. After a deep suck, there was a familiar sense of intimacy.

When the eunuchs who came towards him saw Chen Ao, they all came to greet him. Chen Ao responded to their jaws. After passing an imperial bridge, they saw Yang Jian coming towards him. Yang Jian smiled and said, "The prince is so comfortable, this trip is another great achievement."

Chen Ao immediately said seriously: "Master Taishan is called Chen Ao. The word "子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子�

Seeing him like this, Yang Jian was also happy and happily held his hand and said, "Okay, it's Chen Ao. After the meeting, you go home first and see Zhenzhen and the others. If the family is free tonight, go out of the palace and have something to say to you."

Chen Ao just thought it was his family matters, and nodded, "I'll ask Zhenzhen to make some wine and food, and you, my husband and son-in-law and son-in-law have two cups of delicious food." He suddenly thought of Tong Hu, and couldn't help but think that Yang Jian seemed to have two nephews, one of whom went to his hometown, and the other was also in Bianjing. He was only nineteen years old. Chen Ao had seen this man. He was a weak person and had no bad habits. He even blushed when he saw strangers. Yang Jian offered him a book, but he didn't know anything. He was still hanging out in the Imperial College.

The most distressing thing for being a eunuch is these nephews. Although Yang Chen'er is like this, Yang Jian loves her the most, but the palace is very busy and can't take care of it.

Chen Ao thought for a while and said, "How is Yang Chen'er studying now?"

Yang Jian sighed and said, "What else can it be? He is too soft-hearted, not good at socializing, and stupid in his qualifications. He can't read books. When the japanese family is there, he can still protect him. When the japanese family leaves..." He looked at Chen Ao deeply, patted Chen Ao on the shoulder and said, "You must take care of him."

Yang Jian’s mind was indeed this. Although he had already earned a huge family business in his life, it was a trivial matter to leave Yang Chener with no worries for his whole life, once Yang Jian went, how could this weak person defend this golden mountain? At that time, there were still many people who covet them, and it was common to be forced to destroy their families. There were too many such things in Bianjing City.

Chen Ao smiled faintly and said, "He has the identity of a prison student, and he is almost the same age. Why not go to the Martial Arts School to train. The son-in-law recruited this year will leave him a place."

Yang Jian was overjoyed: "Even that boy Zhou Heng can be trained. My Chen'er said that he was bad, but he was not bad. Now he is a squadron officer of the Ma Junsi. He will definitely be a general in the future. My Chen'er will definitely not be worse than him."

Chen Ao was stunned for a moment and thought: Fortunately, Zhou Zheng didn't listen to this, otherwise he would not be sure that Chief Yang would have to rebel against Duke Zhou. No matter what, in his heart, he always felt that his nephew was better than others.
Chapter completed!