Zhao Mingan had to desperately comfort himself, when Qin Lang came, it would be his business, just wait for Qin Lang to come.

The subordinate bowed in and reported it, and the king of Dingjun asked to see him.

King Qian's anger that had disappeared half of it swelled again, and he scolded angrily: "Tell him to get in!" ”

King Qian's angry voice Qin Lang heard it in the courtyard, and couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, a little speechless.

His father's kung fu is still not good, Zhao Ming'an probably inherited him, right? Otherwise, he would not have been provoked by the brothers of King Wu and his face would be as black as the bottom of a pot.

Qin Lang walked into the study calmly, not panicking at all.

The servants trembled, and when they saw that the king of Dingjun was so calm, they all secretly admired and admired: the prince of the county is so courageous, what a general, worthy of being on the battlefield!

With this demeanor, even the prince is not as good as him.

As soon as Qin Lang pushed the door in, something broke through the air and smashed towards him, and at the same time, King Qian's "Rebel!" Scolding.

Qin Lang frowned, his body was biased, and he copied the rectangular white jade paperweight that was nearly a foot long in his hand, "Father, why is this?" ”

Seeing that he not only took the paperweight in his hand, but also took it easily as if he was playing, he didn't even have a look of fear on his face, and he was even more angry, and his eyes widened and pointed at him angrily: "You, you, you rebel!" Unfilial son! ”

Qin Lang was even more puzzled, and couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ming'an coldly, what did this bastard sue again?

"Father, the son does not understand. What happened? ”

"You still have the face to ask!" King Qian felt that he might faint at any time, and he was angry: "Do you still have the face to say the good things you did?" ”

Qin Lang looked puzzled: "Please make it clear to my father, my son really doesn't understand." ”

Where is King Qian embarrassed to say? He wants to be old-faced, too!

He originally secretly told Zhao Ming'an about this matter in private, so that Zhao Ming'an could act at the opportunity.

After all, he is always not good at blatantly revealing his purpose, and it is not honorable to say it.

What's more, it's a failure now, and I don't have the face to say it.

Can he say that he originally wanted them to try to invite the emperor to the palace as a guest, but it didn't work out?

When it is passed out, won't King Wu and the others laugh at him to death?

If it reaches the ears of his father, I am afraid that he will be even more suspicious of his intentions.

Zhao Ming'an won't say anything about this, Qin Lang, that's not necessarily.

For this son, King Qian had to admit that he had always been unable to see through.

So Qin Lang listened to King Qian's angry and corrupt scolding so hard, and he was confused.

These curses of King Qian were of no use to him at all—a person he didn't care about at all, could scolding him have any effect on him? Of course not!

It's just that he doesn't like to be scolded for such a plain reason.

At least let him know why? Whether the reason is justified or not, whether it is acceptable to him or not, there must be one, right?

King Qian was simply crazy, ignoring his questioning at all, and only caring about his own scolding.

What is short-sighted, only cares about petty profits, what has no brotherly love, what he said last time was all in vain, and what thought he had really changed, it turned out that it was not at all

Seeing his angry and heartbroken expression, Qin Lang became more and more puzzled in his heart.

Seeing that no matter how much he asked, he couldn't ask why, King Qian didn't listen to him at all, so Qin Lang simply gave up.

He couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ming'an coldly, this bastard has no other skills, and his eye medicine is first-class.

That's enough

Zhao Ming'an, who was finally balanced and refreshed in his heart, couldn't help but shudder when he noticed Qin Lang's gaze, good, so terrifying.

What if he suddenly felt a little numb and secretly regretted it?

Where did he think that his father would be so angry because of this matter, and he would teach Qin Lang to such an extent

King Qian was extremely disappointed, and angrily scolded Qin Lang to the point of blood, glaring at him panting and gritting his teeth: "Get out, reflect on yourself, Qin Lang, don't provoke this king's bottom line again and again!" If you weren't the son of this king, do you think this king would let you go so easily? Don't get an inch! really angered this king, the result is definitely not something you can bear! ”

"King Qian's Mansion is good, is it bad for you? If King Wu and King Ning gain in the end, do you think that if you don't have a good relationship with this king and Ming'an, people will be able to let you go? It's just whimsical! ”

Qin Lang: "What if you're still confused?"

He glanced at King Qian, "Yes, my son is leaving" and turned to leave.

Except for Jingheyuan in this house, there is no one normal!

"Rebel" King Qian gasped, his eyes were heavy, if it wasn't for the wrong timing, he really didn't want to let Qin Lang go easily this time.

It's just that the trip to Mount Tai is close at hand, and there must be no accidents at such a moment, so he has to endure it.

He'll remember.

A chill flashed in King Qian's eyes, hiding a flash of murderous intent.

For the first time, he not only had a killing intent towards Su Jin, but also had a killing intent towards Qin Lang.

I didn't raise it myself, and I really didn't kiss it.

Even if it's your own son, it's the same!

"Go down too!" King Qian was exhausted and glanced at Zhao Ming'an.

"Yes, Father, you have a good rest, don't be angry. We have opportunities along the way to Mount Tai, how can a group of reckless people in Wuwangfu compare with us? Zhao Ming'an comforted with kind words.

"Hmm." King Qian nodded, his expression softened slightly.

That's right, that's right.

"You don't have to do anything else these days, memorize the poems and songs about the scenery of Mount Tai, the articles of the sages, and understand the customs and customs in Tai'an, maybe it will come in handy at that time."

"Yes, Father."

The father and son talked for a while, and Zhao Ming'an left King Qian's study in a good mood.

I didn't want to, I didn't go far, and a hand came out of the path next to me and dragged him away at once.

Zhao Ming'an was taken aback and didn't scream.

When he saw clearly that it was Qin Lang who dragged him away, he was even more angry.

This bastard, he's getting a lot of energy, isn't he? Again and again?

"Let go of me! What are you doing! Zhao Ming'an shouted angrily and angrily broke Qin Lang's hand.

Of course, it is destined to be useless.

With his little strength, can he compare with Qin Lang?

"You let go!" Zhao Mingan was even more angry.

Qin Lang let go of him, his black and white eyes were terrifyingly quiet, but his gaze was flat.

Just stared at Zhao Ming'an.

Zhao Ming'an's hairs stood up for no reason, thinking that this was in the Qianwang Mansion, no matter how bold Qin Lang was, he would never dare to really do anything to himself, "What do you want to do?" ”

Qin Lang pinched the bones of his hand, and there was a crackling sound, he raised his eyebrows and sneered coldly: "What do I want to do?" I'm supposed to ask you that, right? What do you want to do? ”