The big banyan tree is like a cover, casting shade on the ground. In the shade of the tree, Feng Zhiwei sits leisurely in a wisteria chair, sipping fragrant tea in a celadon tureen bowl, and smilingly glances at the group of white pigs.
Young Master Gu sat beside her and ate walnuts, while He Lianzheng sat cross-legged under a tree and played boxing games with a group of students.
Behind the tree, a group of majestic court officials and police officers stripped off their clothes and squatted in a circle, shivering in the early autumn wind.
When Ning Yi came out of the sedan chair, what he saw was such a contrasting scene that made his chest tight.
"Your Highness..." The head of the Ministry of Criminal Justice and the commanding envoy changed his face when he saw the green wool sedan chair with the golden top, and when he saw Ning Yi coming out of the golden-crowned palanquin, he knew that he had come directly from the palace. The expression was even more shocking, and he rushed up to pay his respects in a hurry, but suddenly realized that this was too impolite, so he squatted down again.
While hiding in the shadows and covering their faces and buttocks, a group of people in distress greeted Ning Yi, and at the same time turned their heads to stare at Feng Zhiwei—a daring brat! The prince is really here, just wait for bad luck!
Feng Zhiwei waved her hand, and the students retreated knowingly. Before leaving, they looked at Feng Zhiwei worriedly, and were comforted by her calm smile.
"Your Majesty has come, and the green sea is full of brilliance." Fengzhi smiled and groaned, "Here is a place with fragrant tea and fresh breeze, elegant people and elegant guests, and green shade like a cover. It's a good place to talk."
He Lianzheng, who was reluctant to leave, couldn't help laughing - Sao Ren, indeed a Sao Ren, the head of the Ministry of Punishment, has such a big body odor.
Ning Yi, dressed in a formal purple-gold five-clawed python dragon court dress and a gold-plated amethyst crown, looked different from his usual elegance and cleanliness, but he was more luxurious and dignified. He stood three steps away from Feng Zhiwei, his eyes fixed on the rattan chair. The tea and snacks on the table and the naked men flitted past, smiling half-smiles.
It really is Feng Zhiwei's style.
When humility is over, it is bold and bold.
There is only this woman in the world who can hide her heavy fists in the cotton and the sharp thorns behind her slick tongue. She seems to be making concessions every step of the way, but in fact she is firm and shocking.
"Since we're sitting opposite each other drinking tea and chatting with each other, it won't be interesting to have so many elegant guests." Ning Yi's smile, no matter how you look at it, has no good intentions, "It's not how you treat guests."
The two unlucky officials and a group of unlucky government servants showed shocking expressions—shouldn't the prince immediately reprimand, severely reprimand, order them to be rescued, and dismiss Wei Zhi on the spot
Shouldn't Wei Zhi release him immediately, kneel down, explain and apologize repeatedly, and beg the prince for forgiveness
How could the lord just turn a blind eye and talk and laugh with this kid
This kid is so calm, dare to invite the prince to drink tea
The expressions on their faces were too distorted, causing Feng Zhiwei to look at Ning Yi, and she turned her head slowly, "I'm bothering your son and Brother Gu, please invite this group of poets to another courtyard."
"No." He Lianzheng refused, "I can't let you dance with wolves alone."
"I feel like I'm dancing with wolves." Ning Yi Shi Shiran sat down, and brought Feng Zhiwei's tea over.
In He Lianzheng's eyes, there was the strongest horse in the grassland, and he swung his hooves at Ning Yi, "Does Your Highness mind sharing martial arts with me?"
"My son, let me remind you." Ning Yi didn't even look at him, "You are not your son now, but an ordinary student of Qingming Academy. If Lord Si Ye discusses important matters with the current prince, you won't be able to disperse your students. How do you want her to behave in the future?"
He Lianzheng sneered, "It's just not being a student!"
"That works." Ning Yi waved his hand, "Please go to the main office of the academy to cancel your student status, and I will return to the palace with the king to pay your respects to His Majesty. Oh, by the way, any student who voluntarily cancels his student status in the academy will not be allowed again. Step into the academy."
"Is there such a rule?" He Lianzheng was not intimidated, and raised his eyebrows sideways.
"There will be." Ning Yi looked at him with a smile, "Director Xin will add this to the college rules soon."
He Lianzheng glared at him fiercely. If his eyes could be turned into real objects, it must be the hard beak of the red-eyed eagle that he loves most in the dense forests of northern Xinjiang.
Ning Yi still had the same smile of the Hundred Refinements King Kong, you are as hard as iron, I don't care, your fist hits the air, and your long beak pecks into the cotton.
After a long while, He Lianzheng turned his head fiercely, strode over, picked up the two unlucky officials, Gu Nanyi floated over, chased away the servants like sheep, and put a walnut on the small table before leaving, " "Crack" and crushed, then floated away.
Ning Yi naturally didn't understand what it meant, he thought Young Master Gu gave him walnuts, so he took them and ate them happily, and said with a smile, "This walnut is very fragrant."
Feng Zhi tilted his head slightly, watching him eating walnuts, Ning Yi felt that there was something wrong with the woman's eyes as he ate, and couldn't help putting the walnuts aside, "I just want to eat you a walnut, what are you talking about?" look?"
Feng Zhiwei made tea slowly, and said leisurely, "Seeing that walnut crumble into pieces in your mouth, it's really refreshing..."
Before Ning Yi, who was confused, asked her a question, she changed her expression, "My lord really gave me a new look just now, and I started to worry about whether I can establish myself in the academy."
"Is this Xingshi's questioning?" Ning Yi glanced at her.
"Don't dare." Feng Zhi smiled slightly.
"Are you angry with me?" Ning Yi asked calmly, but Feng Zhiwei felt that no matter what he said, there was a bit of interest in it.
"Do you want me to be angry with you?" She responded to all changes without change, and faced the first treacherous king with a fake smile for thousands of years.
"It's better to be angry with me than to ignore me completely." Ning Yi stretched his body under the shade of the greenery, squinting at her, the corners of his eyes were amazingly beautiful.
Feng Zhiwei doesn't answer the words - she will be deafened intermittently for all the words that seem to be flirting.
"You don't even care if I'm angry or not." Ning Yi continued, regardless of her reaction, "I don't actually have to care what you think, do I?"
"Is the lord trying to turn over an old score?" Feng Zhi smiled so that his eyes narrowed, looking very sincere, "I invite you here today, and I also want to explain one or two by the way—I didn't save Princess Shaoning on purpose."
"But you didn't even intend to help me kill her." Ning Yi hit the nail on the head, "You have been deceiving from the very beginning."