Chapter 606: 290 Acting Cute (Second Update)_3 Chapter 606: 290 Acting Cute (Second Update)_3 Last time, he made Master Sun cry; this time, he shaved half the class into little baldies.
He really dares to shave!
Little Jingkong whined aggrievedly, “I told you, they asked me to shave them. Shouldn’t classmates help and support each other, and unite in friendship? So what did I do wrong in helping them? You don’t praise me for my broad-mindedness for not minding they became smarter and competed with me for first place. Instead, you’re going to tattle on me to Jiaojiao, you’re being unreasonable!”
“Being reasonable, is it? Okay, let’s talk reason,” Xiao Liulang stopped walking. In the quiet alley, he looked at him sternly and said, “If they asked you to shave, you shaved; if they asked you to rank last, would you also try to rank last?”
Little Jingkong pursed his lips, stuttering, “I… I would want to rank last! But my ability doesn’t allow for it!”
Xiao Liulang: Heh heh.
Xiao Liulang continued, “Also, isn’t it explicitly forbidden to bring blades into the Guozijian?”
Try washing that off, keep on trying to wash that off.
Little Jingkong can’t wash it off.
Caught red-handed for sure.
However, if being stubborn didn’t work, then he’d play the sympathy card.
Little Jingkong looked at him cutely with his adorable eyes, twisting his little body, “Brother-in-law, can you not tell Jiaojiao?”
Xiao Liulang’s body shook, no acting cute allowed!
This time the trouble he caused was indeed a bit serious. In Zhan Country, after the age of twelve, men were no longer allowed to shave their heads at will, and typically people stopped shaving their hair when they were around two or three years old, unless it was for medical reasons.
Above all, the imperial family’s rules were the strictest, and he went ahead and shaved the prince first today!
If it weren’t for Qin Chuyu crying out it was his own idea to be shaved, he probably would have been seized and brought into the Imperial Palace to face questioning by now.
Yet, because he even shaved the prince, those ministers and parents didn’t dare to say anything.
Or what? Were their children more precious than the prince?
Little Jingkong’s attempt to act cute failed.
He sighed, helplessly accepting the fact that he was going to be tattled on by his mean brother-in-law.
When he reached home, he found out that Gu Jiao had gone on a medical visit.
Xiao Liulang pointed at the inner wall of the front courtyard, “You reflect on your actions against the wall here, and wait for Jiaojiao to come back.”
Little Jingkong’s little head drooped down as he obediently stood by the wall.
As for Marquis Xuanping, he handled a case outside of the city today. While returning to his residence, he passed by Bishui Alley, so he decided to drop by and take a look.
The courtyard gate was open.
As soon as he crossed the threshold, he saw a pitiful little bean clinging to the wall, with his tiny fingers scraping distressingly against it.
Hey, wasn’t this the little guy who had a brawl with Qin Chuyu and Minister Xu’s son against the young Emissary from Liang Country in the palace last time?
Marquis Xuanping’s lips curled up as he walked over and poked the little one’s shoulder with his finger.
Little Jingkong turned around and looked at Marquis Xuanping with grievance, “What do you want?”
All prickly yet cute, Marquis Xuanping suddenly got the urge to pick on the little guy. He raised the right corner of his lips slightly and said with a smile, “Caused more trouble? Tell me about it; I’ll give you some advice.”
Little Jingkong had his pride, and he wouldn’t admit he’d been punished for causing trouble in public, “Who are you? Are we familiar?”
Marquis Xuanping said with a smile, “Oh dear, last time, you were bawling all over me. It’s been just a few days, and now you want to deny it?”
Upon hearing this, Little Jingkong did feel a bit embarrassed.
Though he cared about his pride, he was also reasonable.
He had saved the handsome uncle before, and the handsome uncle had helped him. They had a solid friendship.
Little Jingkong’s expression softened a lot, asking him, “My name is Jingkong, what’s yours?”
Marquis Xuanping found Little Jingkong quite amusing and without putting on airs, he responded truthfully, “My name is Xiao Ji.”
Little Jingkong’s eyes widened, “Xiaohu? You’re a chicken?”
Marquis Xuanping’s smile stiffened, he gritted his teeth and said, “It’s Xiao Ji… never mind, if you don’t understand, forget it. Then just call me Marquis Xiao.”
Not as unfamiliar as the Marquis.
Little did he know Little Jingkong’s eyes widened even more, looking at him as if lost for words, “How did it turn into ‘little monkey’? Are you a chicken or a monkey?”
What chicken or monkey!
Marquis Xuanping’s teeth grinded, “It’s Marquis Xiao! The monkey from ‘brother monkey’!”
He meant the marquis from ‘lord marquis’!
Marquis Xuanping said through gritted teeth, “Forget it, just call me Xiao Ji.”
Little Jingkong’s expression became even more difficult to discern.