Chapter 703 He's Not Wearing a Hat

No one knows a son better than his father.

I think the master and the apprentice are also like this.

Although Gong Liangliao has unilaterally kicked Sikong Jian out of the apprenticeship, he still saw through Sikong Jian's little thoughts at a glance.

Sikong Jian told him about Qin Yao helping his family move the stone lion this afternoon, and Gong Liangliao sighed in his heart: It's just as I expected.

"You can't do it." Gong Liangliao said firmly: "You are not in love now, you are panicking."

"You don't have what others have, you think everything is under control, but in fact you have nothing under control. Do you know you are afraid now?"

Sikong Jian's expression froze, and he turned his head slightly, not looking at Gong Liangliao's vicious eyes, and his hands hanging in his sleeves secretly clenched into fists.

Gong Liangliao snorted, and seeing that this man was hurt but didn't leave, he insisted on staying, and he was too lazy to say anything to him, so he came to the table and prepared to pour a cup of tea.

Anyway, I can't sleep, so I might as well wake up completely.

"I'll do it." Sikong Jian blocked Gong Liangliao's old hand, which was as old as the bark of an old tree, and picked up the teapot to pour him a cup of tea.

Gong Liangliao glanced at him, "Get out of here." He still had the strength to pour tea, so he didn't need to pretend.

Sikong Jian withdrew his hand in dismay and drank the tea himself.

"Teacher, if the mysterious master is not Qin Yao, then who could it be?" Sikong Jian asked himself.

He didn't expect Gong Liangliao to answer.

But he never expected that the old man would actually speak.

"You don't know who it is?" Gong Liangliao glanced at him, you bastard knew it well.

Knowing that Prince Feng was a trouble, he still let the prince cover up and brought disaster upon himself.

What's the purpose?

Could the benefits brought by Prince Feng be greater than the disadvantages?

Besides, with the means of the Black Cavalry, would it be difficult to kill a martial artist?

A singer was able to escape the pursuit of the Black Cavalry. Either the Black Cavalry let him go, or someone was helping the martial artist behind the scenes.

Originally, Gong Liangliao didn't want to think so much, but these days, Sikong Jian, this bastard, has been hanging around in front of him, so he had to think more.

So, it was hard for him not to suspect that Sikong Jian, this bastard, directed and acted himself.

But why did he do this?

This is extremely disadvantageous to the prince. Now everyone in the imperial capital knows that the national teacher and the prince are in the same group. Will the prince's downfall be good for Sikong Jian?

As for what the benefit is, Gong Liangliao thought about it, and he couldn't think of it at all.

Unless... Sikong Jian has another backer behind him!

Facing Gong Liangliao's eyes that see through everything, Sikong Jian looks calm on the surface, but he is actually shocked in his heart.

Should I say it or not, his teacher's eyes are really poisonous!

"Since the teacher doesn't want to tell me, forget it."

Sikong Jian stood up. He couldn't stay any longer. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would reveal more flaws.

Can't he afford to provoke him or hide?

"Teacher, take a rest. I won't disturb you." Sikong Jian bowed and turned to leave.

Gong Liangliao stopped him: "For the sake of our former master-disciple relationship, I will remind you one last time. You can fight for power, but don't involve outsiders, especially Yao Niang."

"If you are arrogant and think you can control her, and do something worse than a beast, and piss her off, you and your master behind you will really be doomed!"

Sikong Jian smiled lightly and bowed again, "Thank you for your reminder, teacher!"

"But--" He changed the subject and his expression became cold, "My disciple has not yet married, and it is normal for me to find a good man to spend the rest of my life with."

Sikong Jian's eyes were full of gloom. Don't think he can't see that the old man's kind reminder was just to scare him so that he wouldn't do anything to his beloved little disciple.

If he really wanted to do good for him, he should put aside his stubborn attitude and take the initiative to serve the court to help him!

Seeing Gong Liangliao showing his anger, Sikong Jian said before he could speak:

"Teacher, don't panic. Since you still remember our past master-disciple relationship, I will naturally not kill the little disciple you care about the most."

"I am afraid that you overestimate the character of your little disciple. If he gives up his virtuous wife for wealth and power first, then I, the disciple..."

Gong Liangliao suddenly threw the teacup at Sikong Jian and asked angrily: "What are you going to do?!"

Sikong Jian did not dodge or evade, and let the teacup hit him without any pain, and it shattered under his feet with a "pop".

He raised the corner of his mouth and showed a wicked smile, "I am not doing anything, I just want to test human nature. If he can stand the test, I naturally can't do anything to him, right?"

"You!" Gong Liangliao nodded at him fiercely, and he had nothing to say after all, and could only sigh.

As for Liu Ji's greedy, timid, afraid of death, and shameless character, he did not dare to expect anything at all.

But he is not completely useless - his ability to seek benefits and avoid harm has not yet met an opponent.

San'er, the teacher can only help you so far, you have to fight for it yourself! Gong Liangliao said in his heart with regret.

On second thought, it seems that it is not impossible for Yao Niang to have two sons.

No, no, no!

Sikong Jian is a wicked boy, and he is definitely not a good match.

Seeing Sikong Jian's confident back, Gong Liangliao was a little dazed for a while.

Among the three disciples, the one who is most like him is actually Sikong Jian, whom he dislikes the most.

This natural rebelliousness is exactly the same as when he was young!

On the contrary, he is going backwards as he grows older. The older he gets, the more conservative he becomes.

Wait!

How could he have behaved so hatefully in the past?

Gong Liangliao looked at the lanterns swaying outside the door and fell into deep thought.

"A-choo!"

Liu Ji sneezed violently just as the carriage stopped at the gate of his house.

He rubbed his nose, looked at the increasingly heavy rain outside, and quickly asked his wife to go into the house first.

He drove the carriage to the stable in the backyard and settled it, and hid in the house just before the heavy rain.

I don't know if someone was scolding him behind his back, Liu Ji sneezed again while standing.

Qin Yao glanced sideways, "Is it a cold?"

"What hat?" Liu Ji looked up with tears in his eyes, full of confusion.

He touched his head curiously, only a hair crown, he didn't wear a hat.

Qin Yao looked at Liu Ji who was touching his head and shook his head speechlessly, silly hat!

He ordered Yin Le: "Do you have ginger at home? Make a bowl of ginger tea for your master to get rid of the cold."

It's not that he cares too much, but this person can't go to work if he is sick, and he won't get his monthly salary if he doesn't go to work.

A job of one hundred taels a month, in this day and age, only the great injustice of the Imperial Master's Mansion, Si Kongjian, can afford it.

Liu Ji, how can you be so capable!

Yin Le understood what the master meant and immediately said, "There is ginger, I will cook it now."

"Wait a minute." Qin Yao thought for a while, "One bowl for each person, it's sometimes cold and sometimes hot in this day, it's better to take precautions in advance."

Yin Le took the order and prepared to go.

Awang brought the prepared dinner to the table, and when Yin Le brought the ginger tea, the eight members of the family drank half a bowl each, whether willingly or not, and then sat around the table to enjoy the delicious dinner.

Qin Yao was really hungry, and drank two large bowls of rice in one breath, and then began to slow down.

Thinking of what happened at the gate of the Imperial Master's Mansion today, Liu Ji was very excited.

While talking eloquently to the family members who were not present about Qin Yao's great power today, he was thinking about how to reward his wife.

Thinking about it, his ears turned red.

Qin Yao only took a glance and knew that his mind must be full of yellow garbage.

Just as he was about to give him a slap, the door was knocked.

The family of eight looked at each other in bewilderment. Who was it in this heavy rain?