First Lady of the Crown Prince

  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."

  Thinking of the moody and ferocious monarch, the scalp of King Ming Jun is numb.

  Han Shizi's thin lips pressed tightly. This cousin is good at everything and has a high talent for learning, but he has been brought up a little spoiled, and his temper is not stable enough.

  "How is the county prince's homework recently?" he asked.

  Mingjun Wang said: "Very good, the Taifu just praised me, saying that my article is good. But I don't understand why I am so talented, but my father does not allow me to display it in front of the emperor grandfather?"

  This is the monarch’s quirk, he doesn’t like people who are too smart.

  Han Shizi had to say: "Since your Royal Highness gave this order, there must be his reason, and it is good for the princess to follow it."

In fact, the prince’s son is not the only one of Mingjun, but he is the aunt, and the prince is also a member of the Han clan, so the Han family is very important to Mingjun, and they don’t want Mingjun to make any mistakes. when.

  Mingjun King sighed, Han Shizi's words are always so dripping, he can't get any news.

  Mingjun Wang didn't want to talk anymore, and planned to lower the curtain, but suddenly, a familiar figure of a woman appeared on the street.

  At a glance, he recognized that the other party was the maid he sent to the stand to wait for Miss Gu. The maid looked at him as if she had something to do.

  His pursuit of female students in Canglan Academy cannot be made known to his cousin, who will definitely report to Ming father, and he will be miserable.

   He coughed slightly and said to Han Shizi: "Cousin, I...want to go to Gongfang."

  Han Shizi nodded.

  Mingjun Wang asked the carriage to stop, and walked to a tea shop where the maid had just walked in.

  After confirming that Han Shizi could not see him, he called the maid to the front: "Suddenly came to see the king of the county, but what's wrong with Miss Gu?"

  The maid respectfully said: "Miss Gu said she wants to see you."

   County King Ming’s eyes lit up: "Is this true?"

The maid smiled and said: "It is true that the scene has already been gone, Miss Gu also left, but suddenly she came back and said, thank the king of the county for the ring for her, she made a painting, and wanted to personally give it to The king of the county."

  The king of Mingjun smiled excitedly: "She is finally willing to see the king of the county! She also wants to give the king of the county a thank you gift! It seems that this king is right to show his identity!"

  The maid said: "You are the prince's son, the eldest grandson of Emperor Dayan, she is just a descendant, how dare you refuse your pursuit?"

  Mingjun Wang's eyes sank: "Don't be scornful of her like this!"

  The maid hurriedly lowered her head: "The slave and the maid lost a word."

  Ming Junwang put his hands behind him, looked at the crowds, and smiled freely: "As long as she has been with this Junwang, how difficult is it for this Junwang to give her the status of going to the country? Yuebin Tower, right?"

  The maid hesitated for a while and exhorted: "The county king, Han Shizi is outside. Wouldn't it be nice for you to go and see Miss Gu like this?"

  Cousin is indeed a bit troublesome, but the king of Ming has been pursuing the beauty for a long time, and the beauty does not even give him a look. He is worried that he will miss today, and the next time the beauty will ignore him.

  After some entanglement, he finally bit the bullet and lied to Han Shizi.

   "Cousin, I met a friend in a tea shop. My cousin doesn't have to send me off. I will go home later."

   After all, he resisted the tension in his heart and tried to make himself look open and calm.

  Han Shizi didn't seem to see any flaws, and nodded: "Then you should be careful."

  Mingjun Wang Zhanyan smiled: "I will, there are so many brocade guards!"

  After Han Shizi left, King Mingjun eagerly went to the nearby Yuebin Building.

  Xiao Heng waited in a wing room on the second floor near the street.

  Mingjun Wang entered the house with great spirits, and six Jinyi guards guarded the door vigilantly.

  Don't underestimate these six people, they are all first-class masters in the Prince's Mansion.

   Otherwise, Xiao Heng would not try to lead them away from Han Shizi.

   However, even if Han Shizi is alone, it is not so easy to deal with. His martial arts is too high, so high that Long Yingwei is far from his opponent.

  So we have to use some auxiliary means to weaken his strength.

  Han Shizi rode into the alley.

  He is not riding the Black Wind King. The Black Wind King is too powerful. Walking on the street will scare other horses to run around, causing unnecessary accidents and panic.

  He took a few steps, suddenly tightened the reins, tilted his head slightly, and glanced behind him with the remaining light: "Who, come out!"

  On the roof, with Gu Jiao's fingertips, three flower needles flew out!

  Han Shizi immediately jumped up, flipped in the air, and three thorny needles were nailed to the wall beside him!

  Good light work, good agile speed.

  Gu Jiao looked at him faintly, Han Shizi, who avoided Tang Huazhen, did not fall back to the horse, but stood firmly on the ground.

  He watched vigilantly in the direction from which the flower needle was shot. Gu Jiao did not give him a chance to see herself clearly, and shot the flower needle again.

  This time it is ten.

  Han Shizi drew out the sword from his waist, urged his internal strength, took up the sword light, and blocked the flower needles from flying out.

  Gu Jiao stopped shooting darts instead of shooting darts.

  The darts are also made by Nan Shi Niang, and they are more powerful than Tang Hua needles.

  However, they were all blocked by Han Shizi effortlessly.

  How spoiled is Nan Shimao, you can tell by looking at the hidden weapon that Gu Jiao has shot more than a dozen kinds of shots, including non-toxic and poisonous ones, but not a single hidden weapon has successfully injured Han Shizi.

  Han Shizi almost figured out the opponent's strength, snorted disdainfully, pointed his toes, and swept his sword towards the roof.

  The corners of Gu Jiao's lips twitched slightly, and both hands were sent out at the same time, and another round of concealed weapons was shot out.

  Han Shizi is not afraid, swinging a sword!

  Boom!

  Six black fire beads exploded mercilessly!

  Han Shizi was blown into a daze, and his body was stagnant in the air!

  He actually flew up to the height of the roof, and saw the masked teenager attacking himself.

  The boy is not close to him.

It's now!

  Gu Jiao raised her leg coldly and kicked him down!

   Only a loud bang was heard, and he smashed back to the ground like a hill!

  The hard bluestone slab ground was smashed into the ground, and the sword came out, hit the corner of the street, and slid into the gap in the wall!

  Han Shizi was in pain all over, he covered his chest and stood up fiercely.

  Gu Jiao squinted her eyes slightly.

  With so many black fire beads plus double the efficacy of Mongolian sweat medicine, can you actually get up?

   Then I will give you six more Black Fire Orbs.

   "It's really a guy with black fire beads."

  Gu Jiao threw another six black fire beads at him, and after throwing them, he used a small half of the neurotoxin, which barely made him fall.

  However, a bunch of his hair is still stubbornly curled up, as if it was his unyielding will!

"Ha ha."

  Gu Jiao slapped his hair flat, and put him in a sack!

  (End of this chapter)