Rebirth King of Pit Climbing

Although everyone wants to return to the capital as soon as possible, the naivety is very hot now. Yang Ling has never suffered any hardship in his life, so he naturally can't stand the scorching sun. He has to stop and rest every morning at Si pm, which is almost the same

It looked around 10 o'clock in the morning, and then I rested until the sun started westward in the afternoon before setting off again. Fortunately, everyone knew that Yangling was supposed to protect everyone and prevent heatstroke. There were some complaints, because people were lazy

Even soldiers would not be willing to rush to the scorching sun.

As a result, Yangling and the others had almost twice the time to go back from Jiangning to Beijing. Before they knew it, it was mid-July. On that day, Yangling was sitting in the carriage, on the carriage

The windows were all open in all directions, Yang Ling was lying in a very manner, with only a pair of shorts left on her body. She swears the wind hard, cursing the damn weather, and complaining about herself that she would have known that it would have been so hot.

It is time to prepare a lot of saltpeter and be ready to make ice at any time.

Suddenly, a cheering sound came from his ears. Yang Ling was startled and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Damn, we are almost blowing the adults, you are still in the mood to scream!"

The guard beside him said happily: "Mr. Yang, there is the boundary marker of the capital in front of him. As expected, the boundary marker is the boundary marker of the capital. We are back home."

"Oh? Really?" Yang Ling also became happy and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, hurry up and get home later. Let's have a few bowls of iced sour plum soup to relieve the heat. Oh, it's not possible. When it comes to this,

My saliva keeps flowing!”

Everyone was smiling happily. At this moment, a lot of smoke and dust suddenly rose from the other side of the road. Could it be that there were bandits? No. This place is almost the boundary of the capital, where did bandits come from?

Just as everyone was waiting for the battle, the person who was exploring the way forward came back panting and reported: "Mr. Yang, there is no bandit in front of him, but the rituals of His Highness the Prince, and the Grand Secretary Shen and Grand Master Pang!"

"Wow, these people really look down on me. How can I treat this as such a loud voice to greet me? And even Old Man Shen is here. In such a hot day, he will definitely not have a good temper.

If it is too late, I don’t know how to abuse me.” Yang Ling said to himself, then hurriedly urged: “Everyone will speed up and quickly get in front to meet with His Royal Highness.”

"Yes!" The crowd agreed and his feet accelerated.

"Ouch!" Yang Ling fell into the carriage with an unstable center of gravity, got up and touched her butt, shouting: "Are you going to reincarnate? It's not time yet? I want to fall to death!"

Soon, the two teams finally met. Yang Ling excitedly rolled out of the carriage and came to Juhua Pass to salute, "I have met His Royal Highness, Shen Xiangguo, and Grand Master Pang, and of course, my second brother."

Yang Ling automatically ignored the cat and dog who could not even name a person.

Seeing Yang Ling back, Juhuaguan was also very happy and said, "The third brother has made a contribution to the court again. In this way, Jiangnan will definitely be more stable, and the court's taxes can be collected a little more. These are all three

My credit.”

Yang Ling quickly said modestly: "I dare not, I dare not, it's all the emperor's great blessings. I just unite closely around the emperor. Of course, there must be my wisdom in it." Yang Ling lowered his voice at the juicy gate.

I asked in my ear: "Brother, what are your dad going to appreciate me this time? Go back and give me some good words. I don't mind the number of gold, silver and jewelry. I won't care about antique calligraphy and paintings. I appreciate it.

If I don’t come, I have no credit for this time, but I have no hard work, no hard work, and I have fatigue. Tell your father, you must not be stingy, as it will make my heart chill."

Juhua Guan said seriously: "This is a matter of eating the king's fortune and loyalty to the king. Besides, the current finances of the court are quite tight, and the inner treasury is not rich. Can you praise it verbally?"

"Why?" Yang Ling shouted and said, "Bad Food Lord, I have never received a penny salary from your old Li family. How can you bear it?" Yang Ling said as she was about to shed a few drops of grievance.

Tears expressed the infinite grievance and depression in my heart. Unfortunately, it was too hot this day. Yang Ling's body fluids almost turned into sweat and could not flow out.

Juhuaguan looked at Yang Ling who was pretending to behave in front of him, and was a little amused and laughed. Old man Shen helped him free his siege, and kicked Yang Ling in the butt, cursing: "I also need a reward. Look at what you are now, and don't pursue you."

The charge of a former king's misconduct is the emperor's magnanimity. What else do you want to reward?"

Yang Ling looked at himself and then realized that he was so excited just now that he forgot to put on his clothes and came out. There was only a poor pair of underwear on his body protecting Yang Ling's innocence. People around him were looking at him and pointing.

Tell me, although I couldn't hear what they said, I probably wouldn't be praising my body and body. Yang Ling glared at the crowd fiercely, suddenly covered the two points on his chest, ran back to the carriage, quickly

Put on your clothes.

Yang Ling walked over while wearing a belt and said to Juhuaguan: "Actually, although I have some credit, I don't need to send so many people to welcome me. I can't bear it. If you have heatstroke, you can follow me.

It's okay for me, don't ask me for medical expenses and cooling fees."

Juhua Guan smiled and said, "My third brother misunderstood. Although you guessed that time is coming soon, your whereabouts are really hard to grasp. Are you letting us eat sand under the scorching sun? This time I came out, not for

I am very happy to welcome my third brother, of course I am very happy to receive it, but this time I come mainly to welcome my uncle, the King of Chu."

Yang Ling glanced at the Chrysanthemum Guan with resentment and said, "I said why are you doing so honestly? You can't be more reserved? Do you know how sad I am when you say this?"

Juhuaguan smiled and said, "Okay, third brother, don't be upset. What does it mean to always speak in the sun? Let's go into the pavilion and wait slowly. Look at the sweat on my third brother's forehead. I'm ready.

Many sour plum soups can relieve heat, so my third brother will drink a bowl together.”

Juhuaguan held Yang Ling's arm and went into the pavilion to rest together. The pavilion was covered with curtains. I don't know how much ice was used, but the small pavilion was not as hot as it was.

Juhuaguan hurriedly ordered the eunuch who was serving, "Hurry up, get some sour plum soup to let my third brother quench his thirst."

Yang Ling was not polite either. He grabbed the sour plum soup from the eunuch's hand, lifted up his clothes and slapped himself in the cool breeze. While "gudong Gudong" and dried three bowls of iced sour plum soup, he then "dou" the bowl.

He paused on the stone table, whispered his lips, and shouted repeatedly: "It's so cool, so generous!"

Yang Ling's nemesis, Old Man Shen, came out again and cursed: "You can't pay attention to your demeanor in front of the Prince's Palace?"

Juhuaguan smiled and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "Shen Xiangguo doesn't need to be harsh. I know exactly what kind of person my third brother is. If my third brother suddenly becomes polite, I will not be used to it!"

Yang Ling gave an empty glance at Old Man Shen and said, "Have you heard that this is our brother's own business, what's the matter if you always jump out?" When he saw Old Man Shen, he was so angry that he was glaring at him. Yang Ling laughed and was with Juhuaguan.

Sit down.

Juhuaguan smiled at Yang Ling and said, "Looking at how you drive, you will definitely gain a lot of money when you go back to Yangzhou?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just the same." Yang Ling grinned and said, "Don't worry, I've prepared a gift for you. I'll send it to your East Palace. My second brother has it too. Don't worry, how can you forget as a brother?

You guys."

Juhuaguan waved his hand and said, "The gift is not urgent. Since the third brother is back, we are ready to welcome the emperor. By the way, can I bring my third brother's official uniform?"

"I brought it, but I didn't have the chance to wear it in Yangzhou. Now it's so hot, it's even more inappropriate to wear it. You'd better spare me!" Yang Ling begged.

Once, Juhuaguan did not agree with Yang Ling's vulgarity and advised: "The third brother is still wearing it. My uncle and my father are brothers of the same mother and the most square. The third brother greeted him like this, which seemed unscrupulous.

.”

"Okay!" Yang Ling had no choice but to agree, go to the car and flip out his official uniform, and put it on the pavilion.

Just as everyone was talking, a guard reported: "His Royal Highness of Chu has arrived a mile ahead, has already gotten off his horse and is walking."

When Juhuaguan heard this, he quickly stood up and said to Old Man Shen and Grand Master Pang: "Uncle is so polite, let's go out to greet him together."

"That's what it should be!" the two old men nodded together.

Yang Ling hated that old man Confucius to death, so he had to come out with the tribute. Unfortunately, he had passed away for thousands of years, so he could only complain about it in his heart, so he had to come out with the chrysanthemum gate.

When the vassal kings entered the capital, the situation was naturally quite large. Moreover, from Juhuaguan's tone just now, the King of Chu was also the emperor's brother, so his status was naturally very high.

As the prince, when he heard that the Crown Prince was waiting here, he got off his horse and walked. Yang Ling's ears were filled with praise from the ministers: "The King of Chu is indeed the wise king, so

Zhili is still the same as before, and it has indeed not changed at all."

For some reason, when he heard the word "Sage King", Yang Ling's mind appeared in his mind as Chen Daoming, the eight wise kings in "Young Bao Qingtian". Good, am I going to meet a star?

The crowds on both sides were getting closer and closer, and the people on the opposite side suddenly stopped collectively. Yang Ling only saw the people in front of him. Suddenly, he waved his hands, and everyone knelt down immediately, shouting: "Your Highness the Prince."

Thousand years old, Thousand years old!"

Juhuaguan laughed and walked to the front, helped the man who bent down and bowed, and said with a smile: "Uncle, don't be too polite, everyone is a family. If my father finds out, I will be punished to copy the filial piety again.

.”

The man smiled and said, "The etiquette cannot be abolished. We are the Tian family and are the example of all people. We must pay more attention!" (To be continued...)