Some words can't be said too much, just point to the end, commonly known as blank, so as to give the other party space for imagination and continuous divergence.
After Xiao Heng wrote the last sentence, he took the carriage and left, leaving only the Duke of Ming Dynasty standing there with a cold expression.
"Your Majesty," the guard on the side called, "Are you all right?"
"What can the king of this county do?" The king of Ming county said coldly.
As soon as the guard heard this, he understood that he was angry. The guard hesitated for a moment, but still said what he thought: "Prince King, what that Miss Gu said may not be true, you can't believe it."
The guards didn't dare to covet the first beauty of Canglan Women's Academy, so they could look at this issue from an objective angle.
The Prince of Ming Dynasty was not the same. He gave the guard a cold look: "You mean she is lying to the Prince of this County?"
The guard said: "My subordinates just think it's better to be more cautious."
The Duke of Ming Jun snorted coldly: "She is just a weak girl, from the lower country, she has no support in Shengdu, does she dare to slander the people of the Nangong family out of nothing? Besides, she is a girl, so she will slander someone in order to slander someone. A man is so open-hearted that he doesn't even care about fame?"
Women's Day is bigger than the sky.
The Duke of Ming narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Nangonglin knows that the Duke of this county is interested in her, but he still dares to pry at the corner of the king of this county. It's very good, really good!"
The guard opened his mouth and said, "Your Majesty, why don't your subordinates check it out?"
Ming Jun Wang snorted: "Can Nangong Lin let you find out? How dare he leave any clues behind the back of this county king's coveted woman? If Miss Gu told me today, I would still I don't know how long will it be hidden?"
There is a reason for Ming Jun Wang to believe Xiao Heng's words. Leaving aside the two points he said, the beauty and Nangong Lin have no grievances or enmity, so why would they frame Nangong Lin? It doesn't do her any good.
In contrast, Nangong Lin is more likely to pester her.
Even the dignified prince of the Prince's Mansion fell for the beauty, is Nangonglin better than himself or has a higher vision than himself, so he can not be moved by the beauty
This kind of psychology made Ming Jun Wang finally choose to trust Xiao Heng.
The guards have followed Ming Jun Wang for so long, so he naturally understands the temperament of Ming Jun. Some things are really smart, while others are wise.
He immediately stopped wasting his words to persuade: "Then... do you want to..."
He said with a gesture of wiping his neck.
Ming Jun Wang's eyes sank, and he said with disgust: "What do you want? He will avenge his own revenge! What is he doing to this Jun Wang!"
The guard cupped his hands: "Yes."
The carriage stopped outside the gate of Canglan Women's Academy, and the maid gently opened the curtain for Xiao Heng: "Miss Gu is here."
Xiao Heng got off the carriage with the sleeping Xiaojingkong in his arms, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes, took out the written note and handed it to her: "Tell your son for me, thank you."
…
Gu Jiao and her party went out of the inner city.
Gu Jiao looked at Muchuan and Mu Qingchen strangely, and asked, "Why do you two also go back to the academy?"
Muchuan shrugged: "I don't know, I came with the fourth brother."
Mu Qingchen paused and said, "I'll move to the academy."
"Oh." Muchuan rubbed his sore neck. After reacting, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at his fourth brother, "What did you say, fourth brother? You want to live in the academy?"
Mu Qingchen said sternly: "It's time for a competition, so too much time is wasted on the road every day, it's better to use it for training. The people from Wuyue Academy are right, we can't win every game so easily. The reason why we can win today To win, to a large extent, the level of the opponents is uneven, and Xu Ping's level is greatly reduced, but if there are two royal family kickers in a team, our odds of winning will be reduced by half."
"Well, what Mu Qingchen said is right." Master Wu also rode his horse and walked beside a group of people, he said with great agreement, "There are still many powerful academies, even if there is no royal family to beat the hand, they will cooperate with each other to fight each other. It's good, and the power can't be underestimated. Next, we have to step up our training."
"Is the next juju match still in Lingbo Academy?" Gu Jiao asked.
"Yes, in addition to the National Teacher's Hall and the Imperial Palace, only the batting field of Lingbo Academy is perfect."
It can be seen from the layout of the stands alone.
"How many more days?" Gu Jiao asked again.
"Seven days." Master Wu said, "There will be other competitions in the other academies in the next two days. If you have time, you can go to see them, but don't delay your training."
"Is that a delay in studying?"
Master Wu choked.
Words can't say that.
Just do it quietly!
Dean Cen in the carriage pretended to be deaf.
At sunset, the group arrived at the academy. Master Wu wanted to analyze today's game with everyone. Gu Jiao asked Gu Xiaoshun to take Gu Yan back first.
The batting team gathers on the grass field.
The academy has ended school, but there are still many students gathered on the grass field. Everyone has already heard that Tianqiong Academy has entered the next round of competition, and they are quite surprised.
Tianqiong Academy has never won any batting competition, and it is false to say that it is too lost, but it is not true to say that it does not care.
When Gu Jiao and her group rode their horses and walked slowly into the pasture, they were greeted with attention from everyone.
Everyone was mainly shocked, and there was no strict ceremony, but the momentary gaze made the batters feel a long-lost glory.
Muchuan's waist is straight!
"Cough cough! Alright, alright, you all go over there and wait for me!" Master Wu's old face became hot for a while, Wu Zhuangyuan has never been of use in Wenju Academy, and this is the first time he has returned full of glory.
too excited!
It's just that I won the first game, and I can't think of the next few games!
Take a deep breath.
Calm down.
Wu Fuzi rode his horse and walked over with a majestic look.
"Did our academy really win?"
"I won! I won the royal family's kicker! If I knew we would win, I should have gone to the match!"
"Me too."
Outside the grass field, the students talked a lot, regretting missing today's game.
How did they expect that their academy would win? I thought it was the same as the previous few times when I was put on the ground as soon as I played.
"I heard that there are a lot of people going to the Wuyue Academy, is it our academy that is the worst? There isn't even a single person who cheered?"
"Okay, it seems to be true."
The people were ashamed.
After analyzing everyone's performance today, Master Wu asked everyone to go back to rest and come over for training tomorrow morning.
"What the hell is going on today?"
When Gu Jiao took the horse back to the stable, Mu Qingchen stopped her.
Gu Jiao turned around and asked in astonishment, "What's going on?"
"Nangong Lin." Mu Qingchen said bluntly.
Gu Jiao snorted, but did not deliberately hide it: "He was hit in the waist and abdomen, half of his body was paralyzed, and he fell off his horse."
Mu Qingchen frowned, took a deep look at Gu Jiao, and said, "Is it for you?"
At that seat, Gu Jiao was relatively close to the crowd. Nangong Lin was on the other side of Gu Jiao, and Nangong Lin questioned Gu Jiao on the spot why she bent over to grab the ball.
It was so chaotic at the time that no one could hear the weirdness of this sentence.
Thinking about it now, does Gu Jiao bend over to grab the ball and Nangong Lin's fall from the horse has any direct relationship? He couldn't have been scared off by Gu Jiao grabbing the ball, right
But if the other party wanted Gu Jiao to be sacked, everything would make sense.
"What's the matter with you?" Gu Jiao asked.
"Huh?" Mu Qingchen was stunned for a moment.
"Judge." Gu Jiao said.
Mu Qingchen would come over and say, "It's not what Su Hao said."
It wasn't because he had lost to anyone that he swore never to kick the juju. Su Hao did see that he lost to a person, but he was willing to bet and admit defeat. Besides, he was happy to lose to that person.
Gu Jiao didn't force it when she saw that he had no plans to say anything further.
She took the horse back to the stable, handed it over to the servant who was taking care of the stable, turned around and walked out.
Mu Qingchen went out with her, and just when it was time to say goodbye to each other, Mu Qingchen suddenly spoke again: "I used to live in Zhuangzi for a while when I was a child."
That was when his mother found out Su Hao's existence and took him out of the Su family in a rage.
Su Hao is actually a son of a waifu. His mother never knew that his father raised a waifu.
When he found out that Su Hao was able to walk, it was a situation that even abortion pills could not save.
Su Hao is bigger than him for a day.
His mother had a difficult childbirth, and it took three days to give birth to him. In the first two days of his dying life, his father was accompanying another woman to give birth to a child.
His mother kept moving in order to see his father.
He went to Yunxue Mountain Villa when he was nine years old.
"The first time I saw her, she was six years old." Mu Qingchen recalled.
"That childhood playmate?" Gu Jiao thought of the ugly puppet that fell out of Mu Qingchen's bag. She didn't see it very clearly, but she could see that it was ugly.
Mu Qingchen nodded: "I have lived in the village for two years, and she lives in the villa next door. She likes to play Ju. She always rides her jujube-red pony and goes down the mountain to find someone to play Ju."
"After she left, I never kicked the ball again."
It was the second time that Gu Jiao heard him use walking to describe that childhood playmate.
"Is he dead?" Gu Jiao asked.
Mu Qingchen paused, and her eyes flashed with disappointment: "Well, she went there when she was eight years old. Before she left, she told me that I should take good care of her father, and that she would come back one day."
Speaking of this, Mu Qingchen smiled bitterly, "I really believed it at the time, I was really stupid."
"People can't be resurrected from the dead. I understood this principle later, but after nine years, I still can't help waiting, just waiting for the day when she can appear in front of me alive."
(End of this chapter)