The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

With the emperor, there are ten princes and eleven princes.

Their elder brothers are all well educated, so they all have ambitions. For these two young princes, Guo Yongqi has never thought of letting them succeed, so he felt that they shouldn't be so strict.

They have only read the Four Books and Five Classics now, but they haven't read that much. Their emperor's brother had to read three hours a day and practice martial arts three hours a day, and they took part in the water.

When the emperor came in and took his seat, the prince, concubines, and princesses all got up, and Ge Liwu overwhelmed a large area.

Sitting in the first seat, the emperor smiled and said, "All are flat."

The eleventh prince stood beside the emperor, saw Zhao Qingyi, pointed to her and said: "Father, look, it's the little sister-in-law!"

Zhao Qingyi still leaned down and bowed her head, with a look of sincerity and fear, she would never make a fortune in front of the emperor.

The emperor said: "Clan Zhao, I heard that you have outstanding martial arts."

Zhao Qingyi hurriedly stepped forward and bowed his hands: "See the emperor! I know how to come to martial arts, just a little bit outstanding."

The emperor was surprised to see her look like this, but the emperor had been in court for nearly 20 years, and she hadn't enjoyed any beauty, so she quickly calmed down.

The emperor smiled and said, "Zhao Wenguang, a jinshi and no one, has even practiced martial arts?"

Zhao Qingyi shook his head and said, "My father does not know martial arts. My master taught me martial arts. My father doesn't know."

The emperor wondered: "There are other things, who is your master?"

"His surname was Huang when he was a layman. Later he became a monk and became a Taoist priest. He was seventy years old when I met him. He secretly taught me ten years of kung fu so that I can't tell anyone before I get married?" Giving him the surname Huang, and the same surname as Medicine Master Huang, would not be considered as insulting to him.

The emperor smiled and said, "Why is this?"

Zhao Qingyi looked embarrassed and said: "My master said, if my parents know about me, I will be controlled by my parents. If I can't learn higher skills, his baby won't give me any more; if outsiders know about me, Now, I’m a woman, so if I can marry martial arts, my husband’s family and husband will... be afraid."

After saying the last word, her face looked impressive again, and she lowered her head. The emperor and the concubines couldn't help laughing, and the princesses were even more embarrassed to cover their faces with fear.

The emperor smiled and said, "Are you not afraid now?"

Zhao Qingyi hurriedly said: "The emperor is the emperor. If you lie to the emperor, it will be the crime of deceiving the emperor, unfaithful and unfilial. I think the emperor is rich in all parts of the world, and his heart is as broad as the sea. If you know it, you will not be playful or greedy for Master’s treasure when you are a child. When the emperor’s grace came down, I was a girl in a boudoir, and there was no way to go to heaven, so I could not ask the emperor and his highness. Will you dislike..."

The emperor was the first time he saw such a junior, and he was very fresh in his heart. He smiled and said, "When you can say it, it's a done deal. The royal family can't rely on it."

Zhao Qingyi looked terrified: "The emperor, do you... want to rely on it?"

Guo Yanjin hurriedly shouted: "Laughter!"

Zhao Qingyi still knelt down in cooperation, shutting off his current appearance as a concubine, a concubine.

As a Mingjun, Guo Yongqi was in politics from the previous day until the night. It is now the twelfth lunar month. Apart from reading books and watching singing and dancing in the palace, he is bored all day long. It is easy to see novel people and listen to novel words.

The emperor smiled and said: "The prince doesn't have to be like this. Since I've been married into the East Palace, I went wrong for a while, so I can't rely on it."

Zhao Qingyi looked at the emperor with joy, a sigh of relief, and shouted: "The emperor is wise, long live your majesty!"

Guo Wangcai spit out in his heart: Keng Jurchen can act. He looks like he is willing to wait for him, but in fact he can't touch it with a single finger.

But at this time Guo Wangcai was also relieved that she would not poke a principled basket in front of her father.

Guo Yongqi asked Zhao Qingyi to get up, and Guo Yongqi asked about the gossip about "paizhuan". Zhao Qingyi said: "My master said that there are no weapons. , The house represents the home, and the bricks are the bottom line of the home country. If the enemy destroys our'home country' into bricks, then pick up the bricks and slap the enemy's heads, and the bricks press the enemy's heads to rebuild the home. The country. For Master, Brick is to be loyal to the monarch, love the country, and protect the homeland."

As Zhao Qingyi said, he believed it, and then the emperor looked gentle and sighed, "This person in the rivers and lakes has a special idea."

Guo Yanrui took out the whip and asked Zhao Qingyi to demonstrate one or two in the white plum forest outside the Hanxiang Pavilion. The boring concubines and princesses in the palace also became curious and excited.

This imperial family is also a person, and he also likes to watch juggling. Think about the Northern Song Dynasty Huizong had to go to the market to find Li Shishi, Zhu Houzhao to be a mighty general, Qianlong to play six times in the south of the Yangtze River.

People have the same heart and emotion.

Zhao Qingyi was only the vaudeville actor at this time. He took the eleventh prince’s white python whip and bowed his hand to the emperor. After removing the cloak, he jumped off the three-story platform with a few vertical jumps, with a goose yellow jacket and a dark blue jacket. The silhouette of the skirt flew into the yellow plum forest.

She took a leap high, and the white python whip came out of the hole like a snake, slapped emptyly, and urged her to drop a few waxberry petals.

Her body is like a spring swallow flying an eagle, high and low, and the long whip shrinks and beats freely like her arm. Taoist Xuanmen Kungfu always pays attention to being chic and beautiful, and it has attracted the attention of the emperor, concubines, princesses, and princes for a while.

The eleventh prince was full of envy, and the vigor of her whip made the winter plum blossoms all around, more and more, it was like an ancient gymnastics feast, and it was more difficult than gymnastics.

Zhao Qingyi lifted his breath, embroidered the shoes on the plum branch, went up to the winter plum tree, and shook off the petals of a tree mischievously, then quickly descended the tree, dancing with his long whip, urging a bunch of petals to the eleventh prince. On the side, one after another fell on his head and shoulders.

Zhao Qingyi used another secret force, retracted the whip, and put it in her hand. She stepped forward and reached the emperor's stage, knelt down and arched her hands and said, "Your emperor, I am showing my ugliness!"

The emperor stroked his palm and sighed: "What a handsome skill!"

"Thank you, the emperor for the compliment!"

"Flat body."

After Zhao Qingyi entered the Hanxiang Pavilion again, the emperor was in a relaxed mood and asked the **** to reward him with a string of southern beads, a pair of jade pendants, and a bag of gems.

Zhao Qingyi was overjoyed, thanked and thanked, the emperor let her go to the palace to accompany the six princesses to learn how to ride and shoot, and gave the palace a waist card, which is a great honor.

Zhao Qingyi's visit to the palace was considered famous in World War I. The emperor was happy after seeing the fresh performance, and did not blame her for being inconsistent with etiquette.

At this time, I never thought that the prince would add any bargaining chips to having such a concubine, because the affairs of the court can not be controlled by a concubine who knows martial arts.

...

Sitting in the carriage, Zhao Qingyi turned over the rewards of the emperor, concubines, princesses, and princes. He was happy, and women still liked the shiny things like gold and silver jewelry.

Guo Wangcai Yixi disliked her shallow eyelids and said, "Look at your virtue..."

Zhao Qingyi put the bead chain rewarded by the emperor on her neck, and her hand was a pair of bracelets rewarded by the imperial concubine.

"What's wrong with my virtue? You see that the emperor and maidens are still very good to me."

Guo Wangcai said softly: "You have done a good job in the play."

Zhao Qingyi guessed his voice. The eunuchs who didn't know martial arts could not hear him, so he said softly: "You are jealous of my talent."

"Apart from getting into trouble, what talent do you have?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "Isn't my female red needle and thread very good? I will make you clothes. In other words, since you don't wear it, it is better to pay me back."

Guo Wangcai said, "What will I give you back? You can't wear it."

Zhao Qingyi said: "Give it to the tenth prince or the eleventh prince, they can wear it when they grow up."

"Don't think about it! Give me back the steps on your head."

Zhao Qingyi took the step and threw it to him, saying, "Sneer! I have these, and I still rare something like you."

"You are..."

"Presumptuous right? You keep scolding me again, and when I go back to the palace to see the princess, I will make trouble for you."

"you dare!"

"Try it."

Guo Wangcai was so angry that he had liver pain. Zhao Qingyi was also at ease with his eyes and nose, and his nose and heart.

...

However, it was said that Zhao Liangyuan of the East Palace was outstanding in martial arts.

The other princes were okay. King Cheng also suffered from liver pain. He only felt that he had lost something. The power of the courtiers was important, and the favor of the father and the emperor was also very important, and he was still a beauty.

At first, he didn't know that she could martial arts, but when he didn't reveal his identity, he had two poems with her, but he felt that she was a girl with poetry and literature.

At that time, he was intentional, but last time it was impossible for him to have two young ladies from Yangzhou officials' homes as Wang Ji.

Because I thought of Zhao Qingyi, I came to Yao Fu's yard in the evening. Because Wang Ji was hurt, he didn't let her wait in bed before.

Yao Fu didn't know that the prince would come over today. Although her current injury was healed, the tip of her nose had worn out the skin before. Now the scab had just dropped, the new skin was still a little red.

This is still a young age. The big thing is that she is missing half of her front teeth, her speech is a bit leaky, eating is a bit obstructive, and she can't laugh naturally, which makes her very angry.

She had just entered the Royal Palace of Cheng. She was not the one who had the final say in the palace. She wanted to kill the two eunuchs. The Princess of Cheng, Yuan Shi, claimed that she had already beaten twenty bans and sent the people to Huangzhuang to do rough work.

She is a foreigner, even if she doubts the princess's words, she has no ability to find the truth.

When Cheng Wang came, she had no time to use powder to repair the wound on her nose.

"Concubine see the prince!" Yao Fu took the maid and the **** and gave a wan blessing gift.

Guo Yanzheng stretched out his hand to support her and said, "You don't need to be polite. Are you better?"

"Thank you, the lord for caring, my concubine is much better."

Hearing her voice, Guo Yanzheng felt that it was not very pleasing to the ears, and he kept his head down while speaking, and felt that she was not energetic enough.

Guo Yanzheng asked the **** to set up a meal here. When eating, she "overcorrected" and "shouli" again, repeatedly covering her face with her sleeves to eat, which also made Guo Yanzheng more and more impatient.

"You don't have to be like this. Now that you have entered the palace, this is your home, so you can be more comfortable."

Yao Fu bowed his head and nodded: "Thank you, Lord."

Even if he said, Yao Fu still has to cover his face, Guo Yanzheng is too lazy to say that for a promising man, beauty is second, marriage is important.

At night, he lifted her chin, and still saw the print on her nose, and she closed her lips tightly and did not speak, Wang Cheng could still kiss her.

Love affairs at night, and don't make a detailed account.

But when he woke up in the morning, Yao Fu finally couldn't remember, and opened his mouth slightly to show him a sturdy look with half of his front teeth missing.