Jia Cong plagiarized the masterpieces of great men, and the King of Beijing was mesmerized and praised again and again. On a whim, he wrote a book with ink and wrote a good calligraphy.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

After being intoxicated for a long time, King Beijing replied and urged: "The young master is really amazing and talented. Please read out the last few sentences and ask me to see if there are any other shocking works?!"

Jia Cong smiled and nodded, pondering for a while before continuing to recite: "I cherish the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, who are slightly less talented in literature; the Tang Zong and Song Zu are slightly less charming."

After hearing this, King Beijing praised again: "It's so powerful that he doesn't even pay attention to these ancient wise kings. His ambition is higher than the sky. Good, excellent, read it quickly!"

Jia Cong hurriedly read: "The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles."

After hearing this, King Beijing praised again: "It is becoming more and more powerful, and people can't help but listen to the next sentence. Who is the real eternal romantic? Read it quickly, read it quickly!"

Jia Cong then hurriedly recited the last sentence: "It's all gone, let's count the famous people, but let's look at the present!"

As soon as the last sentence came out, King Beijing slammed the table and shouted loudly: "Good, good, good, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! It's really a once-in-a-lifetime good word, with majestic momentum and ambition soaring into the sky.

, it’s fun, it’s fun, the young master’s ambitions are soaring to the sky, so congratulatory, congratulatory!”

King Beijing was filled with admiration, and when he looked at Jia Cong, there was a lot of admiration and admiration in his eyes. He could never have imagined that the little man standing in front of him had such a broad mind, such a high ambition, and such a literary talent.

amazing!

Jia Cong felt shy for a moment because of the hot gaze of King Beijing, and hurriedly said humbly: "Your Majesty, that's too much praise. I accidentally picked up a good poem, but it was just a poem to suit the situation, and it was just a temporary morale boost.

I can't stand further investigation. If the prince asks me to compose a song again at this time, it will be impossible."

Listening to these words, this kid really has some conscience and knows how to be humble. And this self-humility is not fake, it is true.

King Beijing could not guess the reason. He thought that Jia Cong's words were really out of self-effacement, so he laughed and praised: "It's really admirable that the young master has such ambition at such a young age! I'm so sorry!"

You have eyes that don’t recognize gold and jade, I’m really ashamed of myself!”

When Jia Cong heard the King of Beijing praising him so much, he couldn't help but feel ashamed: I just want to make some money in this era and live a carefree life for a few days. As for lofty ideals and ambitions, I don't want to

Let’s talk, if it is set too high, I’m afraid the number of people will be at risk.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly became humble and said that the poem was just inspired by his feelings. It was not his ambition, nor did he want to be a famous figure in history.

After hearing this, King Beijing thought he had other concerns, so he laughed it off and stopped mentioning the matter. When the topic changed, he brought up the story Jia Cong told during the day.

Just listen to King Beijing ask: "I heard during the day that you made up many stories when you were idle, and even strung them together into a couplet. What are those stories?"

Jia Cong secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the King of Beijing no longer mentioned any grandiose ideals and ambitions. He was busy taking possession of all the great works of others in his life and shamelessly told the King of Beijing one by one.

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When the King of Beijing heard that Jia Cong told him that there were so many wonderful stories about rivers and lakes, he immediately became energetic. He personally brought him a chair and made tea for him. He said with a smile: "Good brothers, let's

How about we talk by candlelight tonight and tell me all your stories?"

When Jia Cong heard this, he laughed and said, "My lord, please forgive me. I can't finish these stories in ten nights, let alone one night."

After hearing this, King Beijing smiled and said: "Then you tell me briefly first. I will choose a few interesting ones. You don't have to go back these days. You can just tell me stories in the mansion. When will you finish telling them?"

When will we go back..."

When Jia Cong heard this, his face was full of sorrow and sorrow, and he said: "Your Majesty, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that it took me several years to come up with these stories, and they are all very long. Even if I pick a few at random,

It will take about twenty days. I can't stay in the prince's house every day. Besides, I have to go home to take a shower and change clothes."

King Beijing immediately smiled and said: "If you live here with me, will you still be short of food and clothing? Don't worry, I will ask someone to come and tailor your clothes early tomorrow morning. It will be easy to make any number of clothes for you.

Guaranteed to be ten times better than the clothes you have at home!”

Jia Cong wanted to refuse again, but was arbitrarily interrupted by King Beijing: "Don't make any more excuses. If you don't obey, let's see if I dare to destroy your whole family..."

Although this prince was joking, he still startled Jia Cong. Then he remembered that the prince sitting in front of him was definitely not a good-tempered prince who was as docile as a sheep, but a lion who could eat people if he turned against him!

Jia Cong nodded obediently, glanced at King Beijing resentfully, and replied helplessly: "Okay, whatever the prince says is fine, I will do it."

King Beijing was happy then. He smiled and patted Jia Cong's young shoulder, and said with a smile: "By the way, this is a good brother. Don't worry, I will never let you waste your efforts. There will be many benefits in the future."

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Jia Cong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to tell King Beijing one by one about the martial arts masterpieces he had plagiarized.

Fourteen, fourteen martial arts masterpieces!

Jia Cong kept talking from late at night until dawn the next day, and he only briefly told the outlines of a few stories, but even this made him thirsty and exhausted.

Looking back at the King of Beijing, the more he listened, the more energetic he became. His eyes were sparkling and he kept asking questions endlessly. Finally, Jia Cong really couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Your Majesty, I can't stand you. Your Majesty's energy is amazing.

, but I am extremely exhausted here, please let me go, I am really exhausted."

When King Beijing heard this, he looked at each other and saw that Jia Cong's big eyes were covered with red threads and he was yawning profusely. He had no choice but to give up and loudly called for someone to come in and wait for him to wash up and rest.

Jia Cong had no choice but to follow a beautiful and smiling girl. Seeing his tired little figure walking away, King Beijing's eyes were full of confusion. Logically speaking, this young master of the Jia family was only in his teens.

But after listening to him telling stories all night, I discovered that all of these stories were extremely profound. Although at first glance, it seemed that Jia Cong was talking about killings and killings in the rivers and lakes, but behind these rivers and lakes, it was clear that he was talking about

Benevolence, righteousness, trust, human greed, betrayal, and the lingering love between men and women.

How could Jia Cong, such a young boy, be trapped in Jia's house all day long and have such a profound understanding of human nature?

Could it be said that he did not make up these stories? But who else could he be?

The Prince of Beijing and the Jia Mansion have known each other for a long time, and he knows everyone in the Jia Mansion very well. To put it bluntly, there are only a bunch of rice bugs left in the Jia Mansion now, and each one of them has real talent and learning, so such a good person
Chapter completed!