The "blood of the first emperor" was a few months older than Ji Jinrong, and soon it was time for his talent to awaken.
Ji Jinrong learned about the name "Bloodline of the First Emperor" from Lian Ping.
This child is called Yu Ji.
Before the talent test, Sheng Baishuang arranged for Ji Jinrong and Yu Ji to learn about awakening together.
Logically speaking, it would not be difficult for Sheng Baishuang to find another group of people to teach Ji Jinrong, but she still gave this order which made Ji Jinrong feel inexplicable.
Maybe Sheng Baishuang wanted to ease the relationship between him and Yu Ji.
He was able to be selected by Shengbai at the age of four, naturally because the royal family is dying and the population is not prosperous, so he hardly sees the blood relatives of this body—
Even if he saw it, he wouldn't feel much.
There is no blood relationship in the royal family. If you talk and laugh at Yanyan on the face, you might stab you in the face.
He had encountered such things before.
Ji Jinrong took it calmly.
Compared to Ji Jinrong's peacefulness, Yu Jike secretly hated him.
Yu Ji has been actively performing in front of the teacher.
Ji Jinrong was dozing off at the side, but when he saw Yu Ji like this, he felt happy. This child is a child after all, and he doesn't know how to do it if he wants to do it badly, so he can only show his abilities with all his strength.
In order not to make Yu Ji feel too sad, Ji Jinrong pulled himself together to tease him, and his "classroom" performance was always a little bit better than Yu Ji's.
Not much, just a little bit.
Yu Ji was so angry that he vomited three liters of blood.
Ji Jinrong became more and more cheerful, and it wasn't until the rest that he realized that he was a little too much, and pushed a plate of desserts sent by Pangpang to Yu Ji: "Ah Lian made it. He found a kind of seaweed from the West Sea and made it out of it. sugar. This kind of sugar is sweet but not greasy, and the cakes it makes are delicious, try it, you’re welcome.”
Yu Ji: "..."
He glanced at Ji Jinrong, and found that Ji Jinrong was enjoying the pastry happily, with a focused and joyful expression, as if eating well was the best thing in the world.
Yu Ji heard from others that Ji Jinrong and Feng Su were the best friends in the past, and the two often slept together even at night. Now that he has taken Feng Su away, isn't Ji Jinrong at all sad
After hesitating for a moment, Yu Ji took a bite of the pastry that Ji Jinrong pushed over.
The taste is really good.
In fact, he didn't know whether it was good or bad in pastry. How could he eat this kind of food before? It’s good to be full! When he was most hungry, he even ate grass blades and worms.
Seeing Ji Jinrong's good-looking eating, Yu Ji quietly adjusted his movements, trying to make himself look more elegant and noble.
It will be his, it will be his.
As long as he listens to Feng Su, he will live a good life.
Ji Jinrong had noticed Yu Ji's gaze a long time ago.
He has always been good at observing words and expressions, and he can understand what the sourness in the child's eyes means at a glance.
The kid had clearly suffered.
How could such an aristocrat live outside? Either the first emperor was really absurd, and he was forgotten when he fell asleep; or someone with a heart secretly took him away, and raised him to hold the emperor to make the princes in the future.
No matter what kind, a lonely little baby will not have a good time in this world where the strong are respected.
Ji Jinrong said, "Would you like to try something else?" Since he moved to Sheng Baishuang, which is much closer to Lian Ping's residence, Lian Ping always called Pang Pang over, and let Pang Pang bring a full food box. fly back.
Ji Jinrong always felt that sooner or later he would be fed as fat as Pangpang.
Alas, it's a pity that Master Lian Ping doesn't want to rebel at all, otherwise he must be a stone...
Ji Jinrong was a little distracted.
When he came back to his senses, he saw Yu Ji staring at him for an unknown how long.
Ji Jinrong said: "I can't finish it, it's not good to waste too much."
Yu Ji wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.
Ji Jinrong asked Pangpang to pour a cup of tea for Yu Ji, and generously pushed the other cakes in front of Yu Ji: "This is made by A Lian himself. Do you know, A Lian? It's the guy with a sullen face all day long." , he looks old and serious, but he likes sweets very much. As of yesterday, he has collected 3,333 different flavors of sugar! There are icing sugar, syrup, sugar granules, powdered sugar, sugar juice, etc. …Don’t ask me what’s the difference between icing sugar and powdered sugar, syrup and sugar juice, I don’t know, Ah Lian divides it that way himself.”
Yu Ji: "..."
Of course he remembered the "A Lian" in Ji Jinrong's mouth, it was the "living Hades" in the eyes of many people!
Such a scary guy actually likes sweets? Hobby is collecting sugar and making desserts? Are these all made by himself? how is this possible!
Yu Ji's disbelief was written all over his face.
Ji Jinrong was unhappy: "What did I lie to you for?"
Yu Ji was stunned.
Yes, what did Ji Jinrong lie to him for
What was Ji Jinrong talking to him for
Didn't he know that he came back to take away his throne? Doesn't he know that when he loses the position of king, everything he owns now will not belong to him
Yu Ji stared blankly at Ji Jinrong's bright eyes.
For some reason, he suddenly didn't want to see it dim.
Could this be Ji Jinrong's conspiracy
Yu Ji snorted, and didn't eat any more cakes, let alone talk to Ji Jinrong.
Ji Jinrong didn't understand what was going on, but the teacher announced that class was coming, and he quickly gathered the cakes on the table and sat down.
The teacher looked at Ji Jinrong and Yu Ji with relief. Originally, he was worried that the two children would have conflicts, but he didn't expect them to get along very well. Ji Jinrong also took the initiative to distribute the pastries to Yu Ji, which was really good. Although the two kids haven't really become friends yet, it's great to have such an atmosphere.
The teacher deliberately rewarded Yu Ji several times, both openly and secretly, in order to let Yu Ji regain his confidence as a child of the royal family earlier.
Ji Jinrong saw the teacher's intentions and happily acted as a foil.
After half a day of class, Yu Ji was full of confidence in himself.
He felt that the difference between himself and Ji Jinrong was only the lack of good conditions in the middle years.
Seeing Yu Ji's happy face, Ji Jinrong found this child even more cute.
At least it was much more fun than his previous brothers.
Also kind and innocent.
Ji Jinrong said goodbye to Yu Ji with a smile: "Brother Yu Ji, see you this afternoon."
Hearing Ji Jinrong's "Brother Yu Ji", Yu Ji's expression twisted instantly. Does this guy understand his situation? What are you calling me brother! Even if you call him brother, he won't soften his heart! At most... At most... At most, he will not drive him away in the future, but give him a house, let him eat well and live well... By the way, give him some monthly money, but definitely not more...
Well, that's it...
With a sullen face, Yu Ji secretly made a decision.
Yu Ji returned to his residence.
He saw Feng Su sitting in front of the qin table, holding the qin in his hand, wondering what he was thinking. Originally, he only knew Feng Su, and he was terrified of unfamiliar things, but after half a day of class with Ji Jinrong, he suddenly became less embarrassed.
Yu Ji stepped forward and said hello to Feng Su: "Brother Feng Su."
Feng Su seemed to have noticed his arrival just now, and when he turned around, there was still a trace of depression on his face that he hadn't had time to get over. Seeing that Yu Ji's attitude was respectful and admiring as usual, but the timidity hidden in his brows was a little less, Feng Su was surprised in his heart, but his face was very gentle: "Teacher, did you make things difficult for you?"
Yu Ji said: "No, the teacher is very good." His brows and eyes were stained with joy, "He praised me several times, saying that I learn very quickly and very well."
Feng Su looked indifferent, and asked casually, "Where's Ah Jin?"
When Yu Ji heard Feng Su say the word "A Jin", he felt inexplicably that this was what Feng Su really wanted to ask. Actually, Feng Su still misses Ji Jinrong, right? After all, it was Ji Jinrong who Feng Su took care of and grew up...
Although Yu Ji was a little jealous, he felt that the jealousy at this moment was not quite the same as before. That kid calls him brother...
He never had any relatives...
It would be nice if I could have a younger brother...
Yu Ji said: "Ah Jin is very good, he gave me the pastry." He tried to increase the credibility of his words, "He also told me about Mr. Lian Ping. His bird is very smart, Will bring him pastries and pour tea—”
The more Yu Ji talked, the happier he became, and he didn't notice that Feng Su's face had turned dark.
Feng Su interrupted Yu Ji's enthusiastic recollection: "Okay, you go to eat something and rest for a while, and you can still go to class in the afternoon."
Seeing Feng Su's tired expression, Yu Ji couldn't help asking: "Brother Feng Su, don't you want to eat together?"
Feng Su shook his head.
Yu Ji left obediently.
Feng Su sat in front of the piano and put his hands on the strings.
Whenever he thought he had everything under control, things always went beyond his expectations—
Forget about Sheng Baishuang, Lian Ping, Yan Hongyu—
What is Yu Ji
What is that Tai Mingan
Taijia—
Feng Su raised his hand to play the piano.
The sound of the piano is clear and resounds through the sky.
Ji Jinrong was walking back, but froze for a moment when he heard the music. After coming to this era, he has never heard anyone play the qin, and the killing intent hidden in the sound of the qin made him startled and yet inexplicably familiar.
In the palace, who can play the piano
Who can play this murderous violin
Who does this person want to kill
Ji Jinrong's heart skipped a beat. He remembered that Wei Tingjun had also learned the piano back then, but the tunes played by Wei Tingjun were not elegant at all to him, but full of killing spirit—
as it is now—
Violin, violin, violin!
The direction of the sound of the piano is the place he is most familiar with—
Did the sound of the piano in the dream remind him——
Ji Jinrong suddenly realized that he had overlooked many things.
Traitors, traitors, traitors—
Ji Jinrong let Pangpang fly to the direction where the sound of the piano came from.
Rebellious ministers and thieves—
Close, close, very close.
Ji Jinrong made Pangpang fly faster.
Can't let him keep playing!
Can't let him go on!
Turn around the rockery, turn around the corridor, turn around the garden—
Saw-
Familiar places, familiar figures, strange—strange eyes and indifference—
Ji Jinrong made Fatty dive down.
The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.
Ji Jinrong landed on the ground.
He walked towards the person playing the piano step by step.
Different face, different temperament, everything is different.
They are two completely different people.
Ji Jinrong's mouth was slightly bitter.
After all, he only called out the name they were familiar with: "Asu."
Feng Su raised his head and looked at Ji Jinrong.
"A Su," Ji Jinrong asked word by word, "Who do you want to kill?"
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