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247 Brothers (one more)
Ming'er knew how to avoid the guards in the garden. He rushed out of the residence and came to the busy street. He saw a carriage waiting on the side of the road and walked over breathlessly: "To Miaoshoutang!"
The coachman looked at him weirdly.
He tore off a jade pendant from his waist: "Here!"
It was the finest mutton jade. Although the coachman did not know the authenticity of the jade, there was a gold ingot hanging from the tassel of the jade pendant, which was real gold.
The coachman immediately became happy: "Go, go, come up, little brother! Miaoshoutang, right? The one on Xuanwu Street? I promise to send you there!"
"You have to hurry!" Minger said to the coachman.
The coachman smiled and said, "Well, good, fast, fast!"
It is also Ming'er's good luck. This is indeed a carriage that runs errands to pick up jobs, not a private vehicle of a big family, otherwise it may not necessarily be in Ming'er's business.
Even the coachman is not a slapstick.
The carriage arrived at Miaoshoutang.
Ming'er jumped out of the carriage, his throat was itchy, and he coughed twice.
I was walking in a hurry this morning and forgot to take my medicine.
The people in the hospital recognized the little patient, and a little medicine boy stepped forward and asked, "Is the little son here for a follow-up visit? Where are your parents?"
Ming'er did not answer his words, but asked sternly: "Where is the clear space?"
He is the son of the prince, the grandson of the monarch, and he has the aura of the royal family in his bones. When he became serious, he actually made the little medicine boy stunned.
Xiao Yaotong said blankly: "Did you say Miss Gu's brother? He didn't come to the hospital, he should have gone to school."
"Where does he go to school?" Minger asked again.
"Guozijian." Xiao Yaotong said.
"How to get to the Imperial College?" Ming'er asked.
"Go ahead and see the cloth shop in front of you. Go west and you will be there."
As soon as Xiaoyao's fairy tale sound fell, Ming'er ran out.
The little medicine boy scratched his head, confused.
Ming'er went to the Imperial College.
The Imperial College had not yet finished school, and he couldn't get in. He moved out of Liang Guo's envoy, but no one believed him.
He can only wait at the door.
He forgot to add clothes when he went out. He wore the normal clothes he had at home, and his clothes were a bit thin.
Today is a sunny day, but the wind is not small, it is cold, and it makes him shiver a little.
He wandered at the door, squatting under the big tree for a while to look at the ants, and then looking up to count the leaves on the tree. He didn't know how long it had been before, and finally waited for the Guozijian to leave school.
The door was opened, and a large number of prison students filed out. He plunged into the crowd and went against the current into the Imperial College.
As long as there is an open mouth, it is not hard to find a school.
The small headroom slowly walked out of the school.
All the children who were educated went to the dining hall to eat, running fast, and among a large group of seven or eighty-nine-year-old children, only the four-year-old was very eye-catching.
Ming'er saw this small glutinous rice dumpling at a glance, with a serious face, cute and cute, does my mother like this?
Ming'er felt that at this look, it seemed that this little guy was not so annoying.
He strode over: "Clearance!"
Xiao Jingkong was startled by the sudden appearance of the behemoth, and he looked up.
That's right, just look up.
Because they are too short, everyone has to look up, so angry!
"It's you?" Xiao Jingkong's face became serious again, "Do you want to fight again?"
"No!" Ming'er felt that there were too many people here and it was not convenient for him to play, so he grabbed Xiao Jingkong's hand.
Oh my god, what a small hand!
Ming'er was afraid of breaking this little hand, but why is Mao's little hand so soft?
Ming'er squeezed, then squeezed again, well, it's fun.
"What do you want to do?" Niu Hulu·Uncle·Xiaojingkong asked in disgust.
Ah, almost forgot to do business.
Ming'er talked and said to Xiaojingkong: "Follow me!"
After all, he dragged Xiao Jingkong out of the Imperial College.
Xiao Jingkong said, "Where are you taking me? I have to go home for dinner!"
Today, the school started a little earlier, and the reckless get out of class ended a little later, which caused Xiao Liulang and Xiao Jingkong to miss out perfectly.
This situation hasn't happened before. Xiaojingkong will not run around. He is obediently waiting for Xiao Liulang at the gate of Mengxue. Today, Minger was dragged out by Minger, Xiaojingkong is good.
Minger dragged the small clearance to a corner of no one, and said to him solemnly and entangledly: "Well, maybe what I say next will make you unacceptable, but I swear every word I say is real!"
It is worthy of being a child from the Royal Palace, who speaks tactically.
Xiao Jingkong looked at him weirdly: "What the hell are you going to say?"
Ming'er took a deep breath and said, "You are my brother!"
"Huh?" Xiao Jingkong refused with a face, "You are not my brother!"
Ming'er has an expression that I already know: "Let's take a look, you really don't believe it! But I really am your brother! My mother is your mother! You met her! Don't you like her?"
Xiao Jingkong and Princess Yu have met twice, the first time in the hospital, and the second time at the palace. Princess Yu is a very kind wife. Like Yao, Xiao Jingkong feels like it.
But for some reason, Xiao Jingkong faintly felt that the liking Minger was referring to was not the liking he understood.
The small headroom was tangled for a while.
Ming'er took another deep breath and made the next decision with great difficulty: "I was wrong in the palace. I shouldn't be angry with you or push you. Don't stop with us because of this, mother is very Sad, she is crying!"
Children's ideas are always very simple. Ming'er thinks that Princess Yu is the best mother in the world. He likes her and his younger brother must also like her. His younger brother is not willing to go back because of herself.
Then I apologize to him!
Ming'er took Xiaojingkong's hand and promised: "I will never bully you again, and I will protect you! The palace is very good! There is a big and big yard, many, many delicious foods, and many more. Get off people and horses! I can teach you horse riding! I can also teach you archery! Come back with me!"
Seeing Xiao Jingkong not speaking, he said again: "Every child has a father and a mother, and he should be with him! Back then, the mother didn't intentionally want you, she thought you had an accident, and now she and the father are back to look for you! If you refuse to recognize them, my mother will always be sad!"
Xiao Jingkong thought about it for a moment, and said to Ming'er: "But I want to be with Jiaojiao."
Ming'er looked surprised and said, "Jiaojiao is not your mother!"
In other words, who is Jiaojiao?
Ming'er has said everything that should be said, the mother is still crying in the yard, Ming'er can't wait for Jingkong to nod, and directly pulls Jingkong to the direction of the royal garden.
He remembered the way he came, and he remembered that it would not take long to take the carriage.
However, he underestimated the speed of the carriage and overestimated the speed of walking, and he was sweating profusely when he walked one year and one year.
Xiao Jingkong looked at him speechlessly: "Where are you taking me?"
"Go home!" Ming'er held him with one hand, and freed the other hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
He held it tightly for fear of losing his brother.
Ming'er seemed to run out of luck when he came, and the two of them walked to a sparsely populated street when suddenly a well-dressed middle-aged man walked over.
He has a kind face and a amiable smile, and he looks like a nice man at first glance.
He stopped in front of Ming'er and Xiaojingkong, and smiled kindly and said, "Little brother, where are you going? Why isn't your father and mother in your body? Have you separated from your father and mother?"
Ming'er looked at him vigilantly: "Don't do your business, get out!"
The prince who came out of the palace was so accustomed that he would naturally not put a civilian in his eyes.
His orders have always worked, he didn't know that it was because he was always following the palace guards.
Now he was alone with a four-year-old little beanie, and instantly lost all his deterrence.
After all, the fierce cub is only a cub, and no adult sheep is afraid of a tiger cub.
The middle-aged man smiled, instead of stepping back, he took out his hand to touch Xiaojingkong's head.
"Don't touch my brother!" Minger opened his hand decisively!
Xiao Jingkong suddenly pointed to the other side of the street: "Uncle, someone is calling you over there!"
The middle-aged man turned his head and looked away.
Xiao Jingkong took the opportunity to grab Ming'er and ran away!
The two stopped until they reached a crowded place. Ming'er ran out of breath, and had good physical fitness without panting too much.
"Why, why do you want to run?" Minger asked freely.
"That's Paihuazi," Xiao Jingkong said, "Paihuazi is a human being, and will kidnap children."
Ming'er was puzzled: "How do you know?"
Xiaojingkong said: "I guess."
When he was walking chickens in the country, the folks always liked to joke with him, saying that you are so young and beware of being taken away by pats.
Jiaojiao also taught him not to talk to strangers casually.
Ming'er looked back and saw that the person didn't seem to catch up, but he was still a little scared: "Then let's go!"
The two continued to move forward.
However, Ming'er's good fortune had been used up on the way, and the middle-aged man they had escaped finally caught up. Under the public, he walked up to the two in angrily and hugged the small clearance. He got up, and then a big slap slapped Ming'er to the ground.
He pointed at Ming'er and cursed: "How are you brother? Didn't you just take your brother and ran away with you after saying a few words? Didn't you know if your brother is still sick? How could I give birth to you like this? Here comes the evil barrier!"
Ming'er was furious: "You are talking nonsense! You are not my father!"
The middle-aged man pointed to his nose with hatred of iron and steel, "Well, you are so evil, you don't even recognize your father now! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
Some people gathered around.
A woman rushed over crying and put Ming'er in her arms: "Master, don't hit the child! It's all my fault! I didn't care about him!"
"Go away!" Ming'er struggled.
The woman's tears fell down, and she was really anxious: "My son, don't be harassed with your father anymore! Your father is also for your own good, so he will force you to go to school!"
Ming'er roared: "Go away, you are not my mother!"
The man slapped Ming'er backhand again, and slapped Ming'er half dizzy: "Why is she not your mother? He is your stepmother! That's your mother!"
It turns out that this kind of relationship between the stepmother and the relative father is no wonder the child doesn't recognize them all the time.
This kind of thing is not uncommon, so no one suspects it is false.
The middle-aged man kicked a few more violently, and each kick hit the woman's body, so that the play became more real.
All Ming'er's struggle fell in the eyes of everyone as a kind of rebellion. Ming'er's heart was filled with endless anger, and at the same time he felt deep fear and powerlessness.
If he knew it, he would not come out by himself.
He was abducted by Paihuazi, and his younger brother was also abducted by Pahuazi. The two of them would never see his mother again.
In the end, the middle-aged man held Xiaojingkong while the woman helped Ming'er, who was already weakened, and left the scene.
No one would report to officials for this kind of family affairs, and the crowd soon dispersed.
The two came to a hidden courtyard and threw the two children into the house.
The middle-aged man intended to give the little one some medicine, but the little one was so frightened from the beginning that he couldn't even cry, and the middle-aged man didn't bother to bother.
After all, Mongolian sweat medicine is also very expensive and easily hurts the body. Such a small child is so delicate that if they can't wake up, they will lose a lot of money.
"The masters, the two children are good this time." The woman changed her weak and glaring image, revealing a bitter and proud look.
The middle-aged man looked at the two children lying on the ground with satisfaction, and said with a smirk: "Yeah, it's been a long time since I've gotten such a good product. It must be sold for a good price! Where's the old Liu?"
The woman said: "Go and prepare the carriage! We'll send them out of the city in a while!"
The middle-aged man looked at the two with cold eyes, and said, "First change their clothes! Their heads are also shaved!"
"Eh!"
The woman went to another room to prepare clothes and a razor.
The man took the door of the two of them, walked to the front yard, looked around, and closed the door vigilantly.
The panic in Xiao Jingkong's eyes disappeared. He crawled to Ming'er, pushed his arm, and whispered, "Brother Ming'er, Brother Ming'er, wake up."
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