Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

There was a slight click outside the door.

"Are you awake? Do you want to eat? "

Ji Rao was never a master who would be wronged. "Come in."

Lanbi pushed the door in and stood beside jirao, "what do you want to eat?"

"I can eat anything, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, you'd better take a piece of paper."

Lanbi looked at him and Ji Rao was very upset.

Finally, Lanbi came out with half a piece of paper full of it, and felt more and more dissatisfied with Ji Rao.

It was not too early for the banquet court to deal with the matter of feihuazhai. As long as he thought that Ji Rao was in his room, he was a bit eager to go back.

When he went back, he saw Lanbi standing at the door looking forward to him. After seeing him, he quickly came forward.

"What's the matter?"

"Little Lord, the demon sect leader has made people eat a lot of food today, which is extremely extravagant."

The banquet court laughed, "it's OK, just do it. He was afraid that he had never suffered from food. "

"But he only tasted everything, and the rest said he fed the dog."

Today, the banquet Court saw another beggar in the street to beg for a nest. Now I heard that Ji Rao was acting in such a way that he felt deeply inappropriate.

"Take a rest."

"Yes."

When the banquet hall pushed the door in, Ji Rao was leaning on the bed, bending a leg and turning a Book leisurely. I don't know if it's the cult leader who doesn't know etiquette or temperament. He only wears inner clothes in front of others and doesn't care about his untidy clothes.

The pace of the banquet court was not obvious for a moment, and then the shape like impermanence came in. He turned and closed the door. He went to jirao and closed his collar.

"Why do you eat so much today?"

Ji Rao is lying on the bed. He has to look up at the banquet hall. He picks up his eyes at the end of his eyes, which is full of charm. Looking at people from the bottom up is just like the ink pupil moving up, but the face is not willing to lift up at all.

In fact, many of his small movements can be seen that he grew up with respect from his childhood, and the banquet court thought silently.

"Didn't you tell me what I wanted to eat? Can't you even afford a meal, the young master of the splendid house? "

The banquet court did not know that Ji Rao was always armed with a stick in his mouth when he spoke to him. He said helplessly, "I don't mean that. It's just that you only eat one mouthful of everything. It's too extravagant and wasteful. Do you know how many people died of starvation in the drought area

"I don't know." Ji Rao dropped his eyes, his face inexplicably some indifference, he doesn't matter, "other people's lives, and I have nothing to do with it."

The banquet court picked up the book in Ji Rao's hand and looked at it. "It's all nonsense about ghosts and gods. Tomorrow you'll recite Tao Te Ching."

"Crazy?"

"Antidote."

Ji Rao suddenly dumb fire, and then for a long time just gnash teeth way, "hope little Lord knows how to write with faith."

"Nature."

That night, the study of the banquet court was sleeping in, and jirao hall and the emperor's occupied the room of the banquet court.

This day, the banquet court with a kettle stood in the courtyard, watering the flowers and plants in his yard.

Ji Rao walked over with the book and threw it on the stone table.

"I finished reciting. The antidote."

The banquet court put the kettle to one side and said, "Kong De's Rong, only the way is from. The Tao is a thing, but it's just a trance... "

"There is no trace of good deeds, no blemish in words, no need to plan for good numbers The sage is always good at saving people, so there is no abandonment of people: they are always good at saving things, so there is no abandoning things... "

"Sages have no constant heart, but take the people's heart as their heart. Those who are good are the ones who are good