Chapter 675: Set of sacks (one more) (1/2)
Chapter 675 Set of sacks (one more)
Xiao Heng helplessly lifted his forehead.
This girl...
It’s no good not to let her go. She promised well in person, and she can drive away by turning her head.
Don't care that Gu Jiao is the best speaker at home. That's because she is very tolerant of her family. She is another standard for outsiders.
The Shaolin monk brought by Han Shizi wounded all the batting hands of the Tianqiong Academy. She could not swallow the breath and she was not Gu Jiao.
She is a young wolf, facing an adult tiger, even if she can't defeat it, she will bite off a piece of meat.
This is her **** engraved in her bones.
Don’t say don’t face up with the Han family so as not to get revenge from the Han family. From the moment Han Che coveted the horse king, the two sides of the two sides have officially ended.
The descendants have no status in the upper country. Whatever the Han family fancy, deprivation is enough.
But Gu Jiao is definitely not a lamb that can be slaughtered.
No one can deprive her.
She didn't allow it, and Xiao Heng didn't allow it either.
...
”This is the end of the morning class.”
In the prodigy class of Lingbo College, Master Lu finished the class after finishing the last poem.
Because they are all children, most of them are picked up by adults.
Small clearance is the smallest in the class, but it is also the most like a little adult. The other children rushed out, only he was still sitting in the seat, and the old **** was on the ground packing his book bags.
In fact, what he called tidying up was just stuffing textbooks in disorderly, and Xiao Heng had to rearrange it for him after he returned.
But even so, the small headroom is still very slow, slower than the tortoise.
While the school prodigy class has rules, students can only leave after they have gone to the master.
After all, they are all children, afraid of accidents.
Master Lu sat in the lecture, watching the little guy slowly pack his book bags, the dignified Confucian literati shook their feet in a hurry.
He was not hungry, nor was he in a hurry. It was the kid’s slow motion that made him scratch his heart and lungs.
Just, can’t it be faster?
Waiting for a while, Master Lu seriously suspects that half of the tea has passed, and the child has not received half of it.
Master Lu really couldn't stretch it anymore, and said to Xiaojingkong: ”Kingkong, Master will help you take it.”
Xiao Jingkong said seriously: ”No, I do my own things, I am not a kid anymore.”
Master Lu is going crazy, you are not a kid, who are you? Are you the youngest in the class? I have been a master for twenty years, and for the first time I collected such a small student!
Master Lu stretched his legs and changed his sitting position.
The small headroom continued to clean up slowly.
Master Lu changed his posture again.
The small headroom is still clearing up.
Master Lu's blood pressure is about to rise.
Finally, the small headroom is finished.
Master Lu let out a long sigh of relief, thank God—
Wow —
Xiao Jingkong poured out the book in the bag again: ”I have something I can't find.”
Looking at the books piled up like a hill on the desk, Master Lu finally rolled his eyes and fell backward!
The small clearance was taken away by Master Cheng.
Master Cheng led Xiaojingkong out of the classroom, and said to Xiaojingkong happily, ”I will take you to dinner at noon today.”
Master Cheng is a teacher at Lingbo Academy. He has profound calligraphy skills. Xiao Heng asked him to teach Xiaojingkong to practice calligraphy.
Small clearance door homework is the first, and only one hand is written with a brush that looks like a defeated soldier. This is a point that Gu Jiao really teaches.
”Oh.” Xiao Jingkong's reaction was calm.
Master Cheng: ”...”
How do you feel that this child is a little soulless today?
The kicking game is over. He has already left before seeing Jiaojiao, and his little soul also left with Jiaojiao. He is now a little clear space without soul.
...
Han Shizi and Mingjun Wang went to the gate of the academy after coming out of the attic. Mingjun’s carriage and Han Shizi’s horse were already waiting outside.
”I will send you back to the house first.” Han Shizi said.
”Then, thank you cousin.” King Mingjun said with a smile.
Han Shizi turned on his horse and escorted the King of Mingjun back to the Prince's Mansion.
Mingjun Wang picked up the curtain of the driving window and said to Han Shizi: ”Cousin.”
Han Shizi glanced at the road ahead, then turned to look at him: ”What's the matter?”
Mingjun Wang said: ”I haven't finished what I just read. What do you mean by saying that your majesty is no longer taboo about his birthday?”
Han Shizi looked forward, his eyes were deep, and said: ”Either forgave the grand daughter, or completely broke off the relationship with the grand daughter. Judging from the current situation, the latter is more likely.”
Mingjun Wang muttered: ”Why didn't the emperor grandfather abolish the emperor's eldest grandson?”
At the beginning, the monarch abolished the prince's daughter as a common man and distributed the tomb to the emperor's grandson. But the emperor's grandson insisted on following his mother.
The monarch said, ”If you dare to leave, I will not be your grandson!”
The emperor's grandson is gone.
It stands to reason that this is a tacit severance with the monarch. The monarch has never mentioned the grandson of the emperor since that day, so many people think that the monarch does not recognize this grandson.
But the monarch did not issue the imperial decree to abolish the emperor’s eldest grandson as a general, so he is still the emperor’s eldest grandson?
No one dared to question the monarch, and no one dared to speculate on the monarch’s thoughts. After all, the emperor's grandson was a bad name, and the prince simply ordered the people under him to keep silent and prevent them from calling the king of Mingjun his Royal Highness.
Mingjun Wang hummed: ”Obviously, I was born as the eldest grandson of the emperor, but the maternal daughter brought back a child from outside, saying that it was half a month older than me, and Shengsheng snatched the identity of the eldest grandson of my emperor!”
In his dreams, he wanted to be called His Royal Highness the grandson in a fair manner.
Han Shizi said sternly: ”You don't need to think about him anymore. The verbal order is also a king's order. If your majesty says you don't recognize him, then you won't recognize him again. You are the eldest grandson of Dayan, and the entire Han family belongs to you. backing.”
That’s right, the entire Han family is his backing, so is he worthy of fighting him with a wild species whose biological father is unknown?
Thinking of something, King Mingjun asked mysteriously: ”Cousin, are you saying that the rumor is true?”
Han Shizi glanced at him and said, ”What is the rumor?”
Mingjun Wang Chong accompanied Jin Yiwei with a gesture. Jin Yiwei surrounded the carriage and did not allow anyone to approach.
Mingjun Wang whispered: ”He is a child taken back from the outside by the eldest daughter, not the flesh and blood of the eldest daughter at all.”
If this is true, then the guy will have no relationship with the eldest grandson.
Han Shizi frowned his sword eyebrows, and said solemnly: ”These words are better for the county prince not to talk nonsense. It is about the reputation of the royal family. If the prince is blamed, the county prince can't bear it.”