When Zhao Rong saw Zhao Jing, he couldn't help but want to laugh again.

There was nothing else, just because Zhao Jing's face was covered with carbon black. Seeing this, Zhao Rong couldn't help but imagine the scene of Zhao Jing lying in front of the alchemy furnace and "working hard" to refine the alchemy.

"If you want to laugh, why bother holding it in your hands!"

Zhao Jing was not at all unhappy. He patted the loose Xuanqing lay Buddhist uniform, pointed to the chair, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "What? I showed off my mighty last night. Did you beat me up today? Only then did you remember to hide from my leisure here!"

Zhao Rong looked at the old man in front of him with surprise, and the suspicion in his heart was even more like a wave. He had previously suspected that the old man Zhao Jing had some control over the things in the Ningguo Duke's Mansion. At this time, the old man's words made him feel that Zhao Jing's affairs in the Ningrong Mansion were definitely not just about caring or understanding!

Zhao Rong wanted to ask how Zhao Jing learned about what happened at the Rongguo Mansion family dinner so quickly, but then he thought that this might be Zhao Jing's secret. When he asked rashly, Zhao Jing might not be willing to tell him, so Zhao Rong instantly wiped out the questions in his heart, and turned to look at Zhao Jing with a smile, looking a little shy.

Seeing this, Zhao Jing thought that Zhao Rong had been exposed by himself and became embarrassed. He immediately laughed and said, "Brother Rong, don't be shy. Your father beats you up. Just bear with it. When he comes to see me next time, I will teach him a lesson for you. In short, you won't be wronged!"

Zhao Jing looked happy, like an old man who dotes on his grandson. As Zhao Rong looked at it, he couldn't help but think of his grandfather who raised him in his previous life. In an instant, tears filled his eyes.

Zhao Rong was shocked by this.

Facing Zhao Rong's tears, Zhao Jing was at a loss, and he only accused his son Zhao Zhen of being incompetent and should not have let Zhao Rong suffer for the unity of the two Ning Rong's mansions. Speaking of the excitement, Zhao Jing even said angrily, "Your father is too competitive and always thinks about glory, wealth, fame and fortune, but he doesn't want the danger behind this. Ning Rong's mansions originally had a family. If he still showed a harmonious relationship with one prosperity and one loss, he would be based on the current emperor..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jing seemed to have said it, and stopped talking and sighed heavily!

Zhao Jing didn't know that the good grandson in front of him was no longer the aristocratic family. Although he only spoke a few words, Zhao Rong still noticed Zhao Jing's concerns about the future future of the Ningguo Duke Mansion and Rongguo Duke Mansion.

Zhao Rong even felt that to a certain extent, his and his grandfather Zhao Jing had the same idea, that is, he could not tie the Ning Rong's two mansions together.

Of course, the two started differently. For Zhao Jing, what he was worried about was that the two Ning Rong's mansions were tied together, which would make the court suspicious; for Zhao Rong, he was afraid that the future of Ning Rong's mansions would be as in the Dream of Red Mansions, as in the book "Dream of Red Mansions", Ning Guo Duke's Mansion would be defeated due to the defeat of Rong Guo Duke's mansion!

Regardless of the cause, the purpose is roughly the same, which makes Zhao Rong feel that he has not taken the wrong path to destroying the relationship between Ning and Rong!

Maybe he felt that he had missed something just now and didn't want to discuss the relationship between Ning Rong's mansions anymore. He stroked his goatee beard and changed his tone and said, "Abstract, don't worry about the matter in the mansion. Yesterday your father said he asked you for some leisure and freedom, just waiting for the court to send a letter. If you really think about it, you have to be hardworking and have a good experience for a few years. Everything in the mansion will still fall on your shoulders in the future!"

After Zhao Jing finished speaking, Zhao Rong knew that he was about to take office as a public office, which was a foregone conclusion!

Thinking that he often goes to and from mansions in the future, he will definitely have more exposure rates than before, and this means that he has more and more opportunities to meet the assassin. Thinking of this, Zhao Rong couldn't help but feel anxious again.

Zhao Rong was thinking about safety in his heart, and finally felt that he should express his thoughts, "Grandfather, actually, my grandson came to Xuanzhen Temple today to... I want to beg for my grandfather!"

Zhao Rong's wandering in this way aroused Zhao Jing's curiosity, "Brother Rong, hesitation is not your behavior. Tell me, let me hear what it is!"

Zhao Rong did not hesitate at the moment and said bluntly, "Grandfather, I want to ask you to tell me a love for me. I want to learn from my master and let the Taoist priest of the Shangqing School of Maoshan teach me some protective martial arts!"

"oh?"

When he heard that Zhao Rong wanted to learn martial arts from the Shangqing Sect, Zhao Jing immediately understood that this was Zhao Rong's purpose today. He was not angry. Instead, he thought that Zhao Rong could have such a consideration and such an idea.

Zhao Jing thought to himself that Zhao Rong was so eager to learn martial arts, he must have been stimulated by two assassinations. Thinking that Zhao Rong would still be on duty in the public office in the future, he felt that it was appropriate to let Zhao Rong learn some protective martial arts.

Zhao Jing nodded, "Brother Rong, your idea is right in this matter, but will the Taoist priest of Shangqing School teach you martial arts? This is... "

Zhao Jing felt a little embarrassed. Although he had spoken and met with the Taoist priest of the Shangqing Sect of Maoshan, this little friendship was not enough for the Shangqing Sect to teach martial arts to his grandson. Especially, the martial arts of the Maoshan Taoist sect have never been circulated!

"Grandfather, do you think that when your grandson is in danger again, there is no power to resist?" Zhao Rong looked at Zhao Jing and asked blankly.

Whether it is Zhao Jing or Zhao Zhen, they regard Zhao Rong as the future of the Ningguo Duke's Mansion. Therefore, even if Zhao Rong has many bad things, the father and son will try their best to save Zhao Rong's life. Therefore, after hearing Zhao Rong's words, Zhao Jing never said anything else, and only said, "I already know this. You should go back to the mansion first and learn martial arts. Just wait for me to reply."

Zhao Rong knew that the matter had been settled by Zhao Jing's words. At least, what he could be sure of was that Zhao Jing would definitely beg the Taoist priests of the Shangqing Sect for him.

Although I don’t know if the Taoist priests from the Shangqing Sect of Maoshan would agree, Zhao Rong’s mood was still much more relaxed. With Zhao Jing taking action, the chance of success would be much greater than that of his rashly coming to the door and begging him!

Zhao Rong said a few more words with Zhao Jing. When he saw Zhao Jing's face was tired, Zhao Rong immediately said goodbye with tactfulness.

Zhao Jing did not try to keep him, and asked him to leave after a few words.

Zhao Jing narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Rong's departure back. After pondering for two or three minutes, he suddenly clapped his hands and said coldly, "Wuya!"

As Zhao Jing finished speaking, a warrior in a black suit immediately jumped out of the window with his sword in his hands. When he saw Zhao Jing, the warrior clasped his fists and said, "Wuya is here, please give me the order!"
Chapter completed!