Devouring Martial Dao: Start by becoming a false prince

When Bai Suli arrived at Tianning Palace, Niangniang was not there.

In the shadows, a small figure came out and shouted softly: “Baibai, the bride has gone to the academy.” It

is normal for bookworms to go to the academy.

Bai Suli said, “Then I’ll wait…”

Speaking of which, I have to talk about the academy.

In this Great Yan Dynasty…

The Academy, also known as the Four Academic Pavilions, is one of the highest “educational institutions” in the world.

The other is the Martial Academy, let’s not mention it for the time being.

The college has “four schools”. A “runeology”, with a heart of blood to view the heavens and the earth,

with poetry and song, with the pen to quench the sharp sharpened knife, with a large stroke, tick out the rune three or two, across the heavens and the earth, and this is the main source of strength for the students of the academy;

The second is “epigraphy”, learning stone carvings and steles, bamboo and jade, trying to find the source of “gray fog” from some ancient objects, and at the same time verifying the history of the scriptures;

Three “Guozi Studies”, learn the mountains and rivers, the general trend of the world, and master all kinds of mysterious methods of luck;

The four are “miscellaneous studies”, and there are many kinds of miscellaneous studies, including calligraphy, arithmetic, law, field studies, etiquette studies, and so on.

The teachers of the academy are divided from high to low: sacrificing wine, learning integrity, and speaking directly.

There are four people in the sacrificial wine, one for each student, and if you understand it according to Xia Yan’s understanding before crossing over, you want to be the “head of the department” at that time.

Learn more than one, analogous to “class teacher”.

Direct speaking is equipped according to the actual situation, analogous to “teaching assistant”.

And the principal of the academy is called Fuzi, and the master Shenlong can not see the end, compared to the mysterious royal ancestor, the popularity of the master is obviously higher…

At this time, the book idiot got the “Winter Hunting Post” and naturally wanted to go to the rune to learn the wine sacrifice and study it again.

……

In the Academy.

An old man stroked his beard and looked at the words, and said, “The words are excellent, but it is quite inappropriate to describe them in the mouth of the prince…

The words are also good, but only the best, have not reached the limit, have not exerted the essence, but unfortunately… It’s a pity…”

“Old sacrificial wine, you are really implicit.

This word is general.

Word… Opened a sect and created another style, but how can the little woman think that the person who wrote this word is not worthy of creating this word?

“Xiao Li Xuezheng! That’s Chujun.

“The little woman is talking about words, not Chujun.

But all those who founded the sect entered God in form, and then forgot the form with God, so as to evolve their own words.

Therefore, all people, the words of the book, must be prepared by God.

But the one who wrote this word has eight or nine points, and God has no more than three or four points.

He didn’t coined the word.

“Hahahaha, I just wanted to say, but I didn’t expect to be said by Xiao Li Xuezheng, hahahaha…” The person who spoke was drunk.

“Old Li Xuezheng, are you drinking again?”

“Hahaha…” The man who spoke had a beard and was unrestrained.

These three people here are the old sacrificial wine of the academy’s runeology, “Old Li Xuezheng” Li Yuexian, “Little Li Xuezheng” Li Yiqing…

And one of the three people is the “nerd” Meng Yuanqing.

At this time, except for the nerds, the three were real people, and they could see the problems of poetry and words at a glance. Although the nerd is the queen,

although the queen is also specialized in calligraphy, this “specialty” is only “specialized”, and it has not yet reached a higher level, more than the bottom, but it is worse than those top. If the ”

nerd” is a “fool”, then the three are the gods of the immortal class…

Obviously, Meng Yuanqing also knew the eyesight of these three, so he said a few more words and said goodbye.

…

…

“Niangniang is back~” Xiaoqing shouted softly.

Bai Suli, who had planned to fold back, her eyes lit up, and after passing through, she pushed the door and entered.

In Tianning Palace, the queen looked a little stunned, and after listening to the words of the rune sacrifice wine and Xuezheng, she decided to call the little waste to ask and squeeze it.

Coincidentally, Bai Suli said, “Niangniang, Your Highness seems to be suffering from lovesickness.”

The queen was stunned.

But she knew very well that the object of that little waste’s “lovesickness” was definitely not her.

“Who?” Ask in a concise and clear voice.

Bai Suli said: “The subordinate thinks that it should be the Dream Master Royal General, yesterday I took His Highness to the library to select the inner armor, and I happened to meet General Dream halfway, and His Highness also got out of the car and talked with General Dream for a long time, and then reluctantly left.” As a result, His Highness could not sleep at night, and when I went to see him this morning, I found him exhausted…”

“Good!”

The queen squinted, this is really sleepy to send pillows, poetry and song need to be emotionally brewed, both lovesickness, then… There should also be words of lovesickness.

“When His Royal Highness wakes up, he will come to the palace.”

“Yes, sissy…”

Late afternoon…

Xia Yan got up, and after eating, he was directly pulled to the Tianning Palace.

The queen looked down on the small waste coldly, and did not say much, and said directly: “If you have lovesickness, write a poem with the title of lovesickness.” Hongu gives you seven steps to time. If you can’t write it, you will go to the cold palace for a few days.

Xia Yan: ??????

Acacia?

Where do you start with these two words?

Wait a minute… To the cold palace? It seems like a nice look…

In this way, is it that no one even cares about him during the day? And he can also stay away from everyone and thus avoid revealing his identity? Kill two birds with one stone

, really kill two birds with one stone!

A brand new road opened in front of Xia Yan’s eyes.

I’m going to the cold palace!

So, the young man took a deep breath, stopped asking “lovesickness” or something, and took a step forward.

The queen and the white mother, as well as Xiaoqing in the shadows, all looked at him curiously, as if expecting something.

The boy muttered slightly, and took two more steps.

His lips twitched, as if he had thought of something, but he didn’t say it after all.

Step 4…

Step 5…

Step 6…

Step by step, the boy took a step, but he remained silent.

Bai Ma reminded: “Your Highness, six steps!”

Xia Yan frowned, paused for a few seconds, and the three women looked at him eagerly, as if they felt that the poem they were expecting was about to appear.

However, at this moment, Xia Yan took the seventh step and looked up and said, “Huh, it’s difficult… Hard!!

Queen: …

White Mother: …

Xiaoqing: …

The queen asked sharply, “Can’t you even say a word?”

Xia Yan let out a long sigh and said, “Lonely, this will go to the cold palace.”

With that, he turned around in frustration and walked towards the outside of Tianning Palace.

Empress:…

White Mother: …

Xiaoqing: …

The queen said sharply: “You don’t want to see the dream master?!”

Xia Yan paused, just now he didn’t remember what the reason for “lovesickness” was, but hearing this question, he understood.

Nine times out of ten, someone has linked “his insomnia last night” with “Missing the Dream Master”.

Dream Master Imperial …

This was a position that he could not lose, and if he did, he would have no reason to refuse the queen’s ulterior motive marriage arrangement.

Just the thought of waking up every day with a “perfect level little fish” lying next to his pillow made him shudder.

And Dream Master Yu, this girl is very normal, and she is destined to go out to fight…

In other words, isn’t he left alone?

The old man will not sleep with him, his concubine cannot sleep with him, isn’t this time for cultivation, the time of freedom, is not coming?

Many trade-offs flashed through his mind faster than he did.

The boy completely stopped, let out a long sigh, and said one word: “Think.” ”