Gu Jiao and Jing Er Ye came back after picking the fruit, Jing Er Ye lifted the curtain and went in, only to retreat back in one step.
"What a powerful murderous aura!"
Holding the fruit, he said solemnly beside Gu Jiao.
"Whose murderous intent?" Gu Jiao asked.
"My eldest brother's!" Jing Erye said, "I have known my eldest brother for so many years, and this is the first time I feel his murderous aura is so strong!"
Exaggerated.
However, just now, Anguo revealed that she and Jing Er Ye clearly had something to say to Xiao Heng alone.
Could it be that Anguo recognized that Xiao Heng was not Shangguan Qing anymore
Gu Jiao hurriedly got into the carriage.
Xiao Heng turned his head to look at her, intending to complain to Gu Jiao with his eyes.
What's embarrassing is that he just put on a look like your adoptive father bullied me and I'm so wronged, but Anguogong's murderousness was gone.
An Guogong's gentle eyes like a spring breeze fell on Xiao Heng's face. If the muscles in his face were not still stiff, he would have already started to smile.
The kind that is so kind.
—The apprentice of the tea master Lao Jijiu met his opponent for the first time.
"Isn't it good?" Gu Jiao said.
Second Master Jing, who followed Gu Jiao up, looked incredulous: "Uh... well, it seems to be pretty good."
An Guogong wrote on the armrest: "We had a great conversation."
Xiao Heng: Really? Why did I just feel like you wanted to kill me
An Guogong continued: "He is a good young man and I like him very much."
Gu Jiao nodded, I like him too, Grandpa Guo, he has a good eye!
Gu Jiao's favorability towards Duke An Guo gradually increased.
Not to be outdone, Xiao Heng hurriedly said, "Gong Anguo knows astronomy and geography from the top, and he knows everything from the ancients to the present. He is really a genius. I will ask Anguogong for more advice in the future. Liulang, if you come to see Anguogong in the future, take me with you. ."
Gu Jiao nodded and went to see An Guogong with Xianggong, happy!
An Guogong was so angry that his eyes were not easy to use.
Second Master Jing outside the situation: "What is the name of An Guogong? It's called Uncle!"
Xiao Heng looked at An Guogong with a smile: "Uncle."
An Guogong turned his face away in his heart, hum!
Last night, Gu Jiao promised Xiao Jingkong to pick him up from school today, and after sitting in Duke Ang's carriage for a while, she left with Xiao Heng.
"Brother, let's go back too." Second Master Jing said.
An Guogong suddenly wrote on the armrest: "I, want, exercise, exercise."
"Huh?" Jing Erye widened his eyes, thinking he had read it wrong, "No, brother, what's wrong with you? The doctor told you to exercise and exercise so many times, but you just refused, how could you change your mind? of?"
An Guogong: He wants to stand up and beat that kid!
…
Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng first sent Heifeng Wang back to the National Teacher's Hall, and then took the carriage to Lingbo Academy.
Xiao Heng said: "An Guogong knows that I am not Shangguan Qing anymore."
"It's okay, he won't say it." Gu Jiao said. When there are no outsiders, Gu Jiao always speaks in a female voice.
Xiao Heng looked at Gu Jiao suspiciously: "You trust him so much?"
"Yeah." Gu Jiao admitted without hesitation that she just trusted An Guogong very much, and she felt this way from the first time she saw him, otherwise she wouldn't go to a stranger's bed.
Xiao Heng opened his mouth and said again: "He also knows that you are a daughter."
Gu Jiao touched her chin: "I really know."
Xiao Heng was stunned: "You know he knows?"
Gu Jiao thought for a while: "I just guessed like this. When I first came to Shengdu, I accidentally entered the Guogong's mansion by accident. At that time, An Guogong was unconscious, and I thought he was unconscious. Yes, he used his original voice to speak. Later, he was assassinated and injured a bit. When I dealt with his injuries, I found that his consciousness seemed to be awake, but he couldn't open his eyes anyway, so I didn't bother to pretend to be Young voice."
"Is he being so good to you because you saved him?" Xiao Heng seemed to have found a reason for the father-in-law's favoritism towards Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao shook her head: "I don't know. Later, I went to the government's mansion a few times, and my voice was different. I thought he didn't recognize me, but now it seems that he always knew it was me."
She didn't know how he recognized it.
It's like... as long as you're near me, I'm happy knowing it's you.
The carriage arrived at Lingbo Academy.
The two little Doudings just came out of the prodigy class and stood at the door cutely.
Zhang Dequan also came to take the little princess back to the palace. His Majesty has been thinking about it all day, and is very worried about whether the little princess will feel uncomfortable when he returns to the academy so quickly.
His eyes lit up and walked towards the little princess.
Unexpectedly, the little princess went directly to the carriage of the National Teacher Hall with Xiao Jingkong.
"Hello teacher, hello little nephew, Eunuch Zhang, goodbye!"
Zhang Dequan: "..."
In the small bamboo hut in the Zizhu Forest, the national teacher and the monarch sit opposite each other and drink tea.
The king's legs were sore from sitting, and he stood up and walked around the house.
The monarch originally reviewed the memorials in the imperial study, and he came to the Guoshi Hall on a temporary basis. The little princess did not know that he was here, and neither did Zhang Dequan.
None of this matters.
The monarch came to the study of the national teacher.
Jing Yinyin's things in the study have been collected by the national teacher, only some books and scrolls.
The monarch will not try to turn over the painting scroll of the master of the country.
He just came to Duobaoge and looked at the clay sculpture of the three people sitting in the small courtyard.
Among the three is a long, short case.
One of them sat on one side and the other two sat on the other.
"You still keep it," said the king.
Master Guo Shi stopped beside the monarch, and also looked at the three little clay figurines in the clay sculpture, and said, "Yes, I have been keeping it, and I am reluctant to throw it away after so many years."
The monarch said, "You two always sit together, it seems that I don't fit in very well."
Master Guo Shi said: "Your Majesty is the monarch, ministers and others dare not offend."
The monarch did not continue the topic. He touched the small peach tree on the clay sculpture and said, "The results of this selection have come out. Six people entered the final selection. Guess which six are they?"
Master National Teacher: "Han Ci, Feng Wuming, Mu Qingchen, Xiao Liulang, Jun Xiuhan."
The monarch retracted his hand: "Well, all five guessed correctly, there is one left."
Master National Teacher: "Although I don't know who the remaining one is, it should be from the Han family."
King: "Have you divination?"
Master National Teacher: "No, I just analyzed the strength."
King: "Then who do you think can pass the final test?"
Master National Teacher: "It's hard to say."
The king looked at him strangely: "Why?"
The national teacher said: "Several people have their own advantages. I don't know the rules of the last round of selection, so I can't make a rash conclusion."
The monarch came to the window, looked at the endless purple bamboo forest, and said lightly: "Feng Wuming and Jun Xiuhan came from the Canaan Academy, although Feng Wuming is a monk, but these tactics were learned before becoming a monk. The Southern Academy attaches great importance to the study of the art of war.”
The expression of the national teacher did not change in the slightest: "The Canaan Academy has produced six champions in literature and four champions in martial arts. The Canaan Academy has not only cultivated many outstanding generals for the State of Yan, but also sent more talents to the court. A lot of academic pillars."
The monarch smiled: "I didn't say it was bad. How did that Xiao Liulang become the righteous son of Anguo? I heard that you were the one who made the bridge. What's the meaning of this move by the national teacher?"
The national teacher said: "There is no deep meaning, I just think he is a material that can be made."
"Why the Duke's Mansion?" The King asked suspiciously.
The Master National Teacher met the monarch's scrutiny and said slowly: "He healed his wife and rescued the little princess, and he has long been a thorn in the eyes of major families. Except for the An Guogong's mansion, I can't think of it. Who else dares to take this hot potato?"
The monarch looked away and continued to look at the Purple Bamboo Forest: "How is the situation of Duke An Guo?"
The National Teacher said calmly: "It's not very good, I can't speak, I can't move my legs, this is the case in this life, Your Majesty doesn't need to worry."
The monarch snorted coldly: "Hey, it's just a Duke An, don't bother me!"
Master Guo Shi did not speak any more.
The house fell silent.
The monarch suddenly smiled, the national teacher looked at him strangely, and the monarch said with relief: "I know how to take the final round of the test, bring a pen!"
…
The little princess spent a pleasant and wonderful night in the Qilin Palace, and she didn't remember going back to the palace at all.
When the monarch passed by the Qilin Hall, he saw Zhang Dequan with a pestle outside, and he frowned: "Why are you here, didn't you tell the little princess?"
Zhang Dequan shyly pointed at the entrance of the Qilin Hall.
The two little peas were squatting on the ground and piled up sand.
King: "..."
The monarch grabbed the little county master into the carriage: "I didn't let you stay in the palace, why are you running around?"
The little county master pointed at the finger: "I, I, I came to find your uncle."
Then you are looking for it. If I don't come to catch you, you can play with that kid until dawn, believe it or not
The little county master blinked guiltily, leaned beside the monarch, and boasted without conscience, "Uncle, you are very handsome today."
King: "Oh!"
The little county owner continued to pester him, using his invincible and cute little ultimate move: "Uncle, I like you the most."
King: "Humph!"
Someone who liked Uncle the most was suddenly attracted by the small bamboo tubes in the hands of the monarch: "Huh? What is this?"
Bamboo tubes look better than Uncle.
King: "..."
The little guy's eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and his saliva was about to flow out.
She remembered the bamboo rice that she ate tonight. The teacher made it with candied dates and red beans. It was fragrant and glutinous, delicious and not greasy.
The king watched her saliva flow down three thousand feet, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "It's the exam question, not the food."
The little guy decisively distanced himself from the exam questions.
She straightened up and said solemnly, "I don't want to take the exam!"
The king was angry and funny: "It's not for you, it's for your teacher and them."
Six people, six exam questions, each with a different task and ignorance of each other, which leads to differences in information between them.
They won't even know how they lost.
This is not a simple three-hundred-mile ride, it's a game of strategy.
The one who reaches the finish first is not necessarily the final advancer. Whoever grasps all the information first is the key to winning.
It's a pity that no one would have thought of this level.
They just keep on running and do whatever it takes to get to the finish line.
The monarch felt that he was a genius, to have come up with such a tricky assessment mechanism.
Teacher exam questions? The little princess matched her little finger, and her eyes rolled for a while.
Her grandmother chirped: "Uncle, I'm going to pull the stinky!"
The monarch frowned: "Now?" They have all left the Imperial Palace.
"I can't hold it anymore!" She held her breath and said with a blushing little face.
The king said: "Don't be naughty, and deliberately lie for fun."
The little princess turned into a fried chicken in a second: "I didn't! I didn't do it for fun! Uncle, you wronged me! I'm so sad!"
The king was stunned for a while, the little guy looked as if he had been wronged by the sky, as if he had wronged her.
The monarch cleared his throat and said to Zhang Dequan, "Go back to the National Teacher's Hall first."
"Ah... Yes." Zhang Dequan agreed and asked the driver to drive the carriage back to the National Teacher's Hall.
The little county owner raised his chin and asked, "I'm going to the Qilin Hall to pull the smelly smell."
The king said with a dark face: "You also said that you didn't want to play."
The little county master argued, "There is a small toilet in the Qilin Hall."
King: "..."
You are asking too much.
The monarch stopped the carriage outside the Qilin Hall.
"I'm going to pull for a long, long time."
"Just say it if you want to play."
"I do not have."
King: "Zhang Dequan."
The little princess: "I want my uncle to accompany me."
The monarch put a few small bamboo tubes in the dark compartment of the carriage, and led the little county master out of the carriage.
"I forgot something, I'll take it myself!" She hurriedly climbed into the carriage, quietly opened the hidden compartment, and hid the small bamboo tube in her book bag.
The monarch: "What did you do with your book bag in the hut?"
Little County Master: "I have something to clear."
"You just want to play." The monarch led her into the Qilin Hall, "I still can't see through you?"
The Gong room in the Qilin Hall is clean and tidy, not an ordinary toilet.
The little princess came to the door, stretched out a small hand towards the monarch, and made a stop gesture: "Okay, I'll go in by myself, Uncle is waiting for me here!"
The king could not laugh or cry.
The little princess entered Gong's room, locked the door, stepped on the small stool and climbed to the windowsill, and whispered, "Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu."
Xiao Jiu fluttered his wings and flew over.
The little princess poured out the six exam questions.
"Oh, there are so many, which one is the teacher's? I, I can't read, I can take it all, all, all!"
(End of this chapter)