First Lady of the Crown Prince

  Chapter 646 Big Yan Royal Family (two more)

  Gu Jiao went back to the room to check Gu Yan's body, and told him the good news that he had found the operating room. Gu Yan put her head on Gu Jiao's lap and fell asleep peacefully.

  It's quiet at night.

  In a courtyard of the Su Mansion Mansion, after Mu Qingchen showered and changed clothes, she came to the bedside with her long black hair and sat down, opened the door of the bedside table, and took out a brocade box from inside.

In the brocade box, there is a shabby puppet with a big mouth, fangs, blind eyes, and bald hair.

   Early the next morning, Gu Jiao went to get Gu Yan's pulse as usual after washing.

  There are more fathers and more horses at home. Occasionally, Xiao Jiu also flies over from the inner city and jumps. The house is lively, and Gu Yan is not so boring.

  Gu Jiao feels relieved to go to school with Gu Xiaoshun.

Today, Mu Qingchen was sitting in the last row. Gu Jiao didn't want to sit with him, but Gu Jiao sadly discovered that except for Mu Qingchen to empty the back row by relying on the aura that strangers should not enter, he could no longer be found in the class. Go to any clean place.

  Gu Jiao looked to the left, Zhong Ding was waving at her.

  Gu Jiao looked to the right, Zhou Tong was waving at her.

  Gu Jiao thought for a while, and sat down beside Mu Qingchen with her book bag sullenly.

  Zhou Tong sat in front of Gu Jiao, he weakly took out his homework, snap!

  Mu Qingchen threw his homework on the table in front of Gu Jiao.

  Zhou Tong turned around half-turned body in a dad.

  Gu Jiao finished copying the homework, and Master came.

  In the morning, it is the class of Master Gao and Master Jiang.

  Master Gao teaches arithmetic, which is fierce and strict. Master Jiang teaches the four books, five classics, policy theory, etc. He is gentle and a bit old-fashioned, but he is not pedantic.

  The two masters are both very respectable teachers. For that matter, the students in the class still love Takeshi’s class the most.

  It seems that from ancient times to the present, physical education has been the favorite of students.

  There is one hour of self-study in the afternoon, followed by Takeshi’s riding and shooting lessons.

  Originally, the riding and shooting class was in front, but the weather gradually became hot. The first hour in the afternoon was when the sun was the most poisonous, so Master Wu changed the course.

  After the riding and shooting class started, everyone found that there was no target set up on the grass field, but Wu Master had an extra club and a fist-sized wooden ball in his hand.

   "Shoot the ball today." Takeshi said.

  Everyone was surprised. Obviously, percussion lessons are not often given.

  Zhou Tong asked: "Master Wu, why did you suddenly kick the ball?"

  The monarch is good at kicking, and Shengdu’s kicking is very popular, but kicking is dangerous. Their kind of literary academy did not include kicking into the formal curriculum.

  Master Takeshi smiled and said, "I have discussed with Dean Cen this morning and decided to participate in this year's batting competition!"

   Zhou Tong was shocked: "What? The kicking competition? Is our college?"

  The nerds who only know how to dance in their academy, what are they going to participate in the martial arts competition?

  Isn’t this self-infuriating?

  The rest of the people's thinking is similar to that of Zhou Tong. Their academy has given out many imperial examination champions, but if you want to talk about kicking ju, it's fine.

  About a few years ago, Dean Cen and Takeshi also didn’t know what was wrong with them. They even signed up to participate in the batting competition, but they didn’t score a goal and they were hung and beaten so miserably.

  The lessons from the past are here, Dean Cen and Master Takeshi are healed, have the scars forgotten to hurt?

   "Cough cough!" Master Wu cleared his throat and said sternly, "This is different from the past. Our college has the ability to compete with other colleges. The dean and I have confidence in you!"

  When he said this, his eyes were always on Gu Jiao, but he didn't directly name Gu Jiao to play.

   "Okay, everyone first go choose the horse!" Takeshi said.

  You students head to the racecourse.

  "Xiao Liulang, come here for a while." Master Wu called to Gu Jiao.

  Zhong Ding winked at Gu Jiao: "It must be for you to participate."

  Zhou Tong made a gesture: "Come on!"

  Gu Jiao came to Wu Fuzi, Wu Fuzi said happily, "Have you ever played martial arts in Zhaoguo?"

   "No." Gu Jiao said bluntly.

   "Ah." Master Wu was taken aback, and smiled, "It's okay, I can teach you, you come to the grass field to find me every day after school, and we train for an hour."

  Not enough to go to school, need to add more classes?

  Gu Jiao quit.

  Resolutely resist after-school tutoring!

  "This is not only your personal honor, but also the honor of the college."

   "I am very optimistic about you, I hope you can win honor for the Academy."

  Gu Jiao still quit.

  "This is also good for you personally. If you become famous in the first battle, you may have a chance to stay in Shengdu in the future."

  Gu Jiao does not add oil and salt.

  Master Takeshi has a headache.

  Aren’t you quite aggressive?

  What is it? Is it not worthy to hit the ball?

  Gu Jiao said solemnly: “Master Wu, I don’t learn well, so I have to spend more time on my studies. I won’t consider competitions or anything for the time being. Everything is based on my studies.”

  No, why don’t you say that when you copy homework every day? I dozed off in class like that when I passed by and couldn't see it?

  Master Takeshi is all fascinated!

  Gu Jiao arched her hands, turned and walked towards the stable.

  The students in the stable are discussing the kicking competition.

   "Hey, have you heard of it? The kicking contest is held in Lingbo Academy again. This is the third time in their Academy."

   "Lingbo Academy? Is it the academy with the child prodigy class?"

   "Yes! That's it!"

   "Hey? Is Canglan Girls' College right next to Lingbo College? You said...Will the students of Canglan Girls' College go to watch the game?"

   "I went in previous years, will I go this year?"

  Gu Jiao turned back: "Master Wu, what are the rules of the game?"

  Master Takeshi: "..."

  Aren’t you not participating?

  On the other side, in the Dean’s room, Dean Cen had a friendly conversation with Mu Qingchen alone.

Dean Cen said: "This is the way it is. I know you haven't been involved in the academy's affairs before, but I still hope you can participate in this batting competition."

  Mu Qingchen is a rare student of both civil and military skills. His martial arts ability is extremely high, and Shengdu can also rank in the top.

Dean Cen smiled and said: "Your classmate Xiao Liulang will also participate. He is a novice. It is said that he has no experience in kicking the ball before. I hope you can take him with him."

  ……

  After coming out of the dean's duty room, Mu Qingchen stepped to the grass field.

   "Four brothers!"

   Halfway through, he was suddenly stopped by a young student who rushed out from the side.

  This person is not someone else, but is the Mingfengtang student Mu Chuan who had eaten with him on the second floor.

  Mu Chuan’s father and Mu Qingchen’s mother are siblings. In terms of blood relationship, the two are cousins, but Mu Qingchen has followed his motherhood. Mu Chuan has always regarded Mu Qingchen as a family member of the Mu family.

   is also a coincidence, Mu Qingchen is also ranked fourth among the men of the Mu family.

   "Don't you need to go to class?" Mu Qingchen looked at Mu Chuan and asked.

   "I slipped out!" Mu Chuan said.

   "Something?" Mu Qingchen asked lightly.

  Mu Chuan asked curiously: "Just now, my classmate passed by the dean's duty room and heard that you agreed to participate in the kicking competition. Is it true?"

   Mu Qingchen glanced at him: "You skipped class just to talk about this?"

   Mu Chuan laughed and said, "I want to know!"

   Mu Qingchen stepped forward: "Go back to your class."

  Mu Chuan catches up with him: "If you participate, I will also participate!"

   Mu Qingchen is gone.

The   battle game is a confrontation between two teams. Each team has four players, two of which are batting players, one master and one pair, one passer and one defender.

  The passer is mainly responsible for interfering with the opponent's actions and feeding the ball to the two batsmen. The defender mainly guards the goal of his team and prevents the opponent from scoring.

   When Mu Qingchen arrived on the grass field, Gu Jiao had just learned the rules of kicking from Wu Fuzi, and she was choosing clubs by the side.

   "This is good!" Zhou Tong picked up a cue and said to Gu Jiao.

   "Your one is a bit broken, let's use this one." Zhong Ding picked another one and handed it to Gu Jiao.

  A bunch of people gathered around the grass field to choose the clubs for Gu Jiao.

  Mu Qingchen was about to walk over, when suddenly, a mighty group of people came on the other side of the grass field.

  It is a bit of an exaggeration to say that there are no more than twenty people in total, but their aura is particularly strong, which makes people think of thousands of troops.

  Among those people, a young man with a feminine temperament walked over and arched his hands towards Mu Qingchen. I don't know what to say, Mu Qingchen nodded slightly and passed by with him.

  Zhong Ding's gaze couldn't help but attracted the past. Among the men with strong aura, it seemed that there was a young man in Jinyi who was surrounded by aristocratic aura.

  He murmured: "Who are those people?"

  Zhou Tong craned his neck and looked at him, surprised: "God, it's from the Prince's Mansion!"

  "How do you know?" Zhong Ding asked.

   Zhou Tong didn't dare to point his finger, so he motioned with his eyes: "They are the Jinyi Guards of the Prince's Mansion. I have seen them in the inner city."

  Zhong Ding incredulously said: "The people from the Prince's Mansion have come to our college?"

Gosh!

  He didn’t dream, did he?

  You can actually see the people of the Prince's Mansion from a distance in your lifetime!

  Zhou Tong continued: "That boy...should be the Mingjun King of the Prince's Mansion."

  "The prince's son?" Gu Jiao asked.

   "Hmm." Zhou Tong nodded, "Prince's son."

  Gu Jiao looked over there, a long distance away, but Gu Jiao had excellent eyesight, and she could still see the profile of the Jin Yi boy.

  It was a face full of self-confidence and dignity of the superior. He spoke with Mu Qingchen in a gentle manner, and smiled between friends from time to time.

Zhou Tong said enviously: "It is only Young Master Qingchen who has such a great face. The Mingjun Prince who can take the Prince's Mansion condescends to see him. Unlike us, we don't even have the qualifications to go to Mingjun Wang to pay greetings. ."

The Prince Ming of the Prince's Mansion was traveling in a micro-service, and he did not let everyone pick him up. After greeting Mu Qingchen, he went to Dean Cen's room with Mu Qingchen.

   "Mingjun Wang was originally a student of Tianqiong Academy." After Zhou Tong and others were called away, Zhong Ding said to Gu Jiao.

  Gu Jiao is still choosing clubs.

  He heard the words and said nothing.

  What did the people of Prince's Mansion do to her?

  Zhong Ding looked around, couldn't help the raging gossip fire in his heart, and whispered to Gu Jiao: "Just now, the national Yan is here, I didn't dare to say, do you know about the Prince's Mansion?"

   "I don't know." Gu Jiao said calmly, changing another club.

  Zhong Ding has a physique that is easy to talk about. Whether he likes to listen to Gu Jiaoai or not, he does not matter whether he wants to talk, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable.

  He lowered the volume and said: "The prince was not the prince before, and the king of Mingjun has not yet been named the king of the county."

  This club is not good either. It's too light. Gu Jiao frowned and changed another one.

  Zhong Ding walked around in front of her: "The prince is the second son of Monarch Yan, and his biological mother is Concubine Han, do you know the Han family?"

   "I don't know." Gu Jiao said.

  Zhong Ding said: "I don't know much, in short, it is a very powerful family. The original prince is the third princess from the Yuan Dynasty."

  Hearing here, Gu Jiao finally had a slight reaction. She held the cue and looked at Zhong Ding: "Princess? Can a princess be a prince?"

  This really surprised Gu Jiao.

  Zhong Ding hurriedly said: "There is no such precedent before. The prince of Yan is the first. Do you know who the queen's elder brother is?"

He didn’t ask this question to wait for Gu Jiao to answer. After asking, he said to himself, “It’s Xuanyuanli, the **** of war of the Kingdom of Yan! Female. At the full-moon banquet, the monarch decreed that she was crowned Dayan Madam. That is really a collection of thousands of pets! My father is the monarch, my mother is the queen of the Yuan Dynasty, and my uncle is the Xuanyuan Patriarch who holds the power of millions of soldiers. ......Tsk tusk, there is no more noble person in the world than her."

  "What happened later?" Gu Jiao asked. She seldom became interested in irrelevant things, perhaps because she was using Xuanyuanli's magic weapon, so she was more curious about things related to the Xuanyuan family.

  Zhong Ding spread his hands and sighed: "Later, there is no such thing. The Xuanyuan family rebelled, the daughter of the prince was abolished, and the queen was beaten into the cold palace, and a generation of war gods has since fallen."

  Gu Jiao paused, and asked: "How old is the madam...?"

  Zhong Ding thought for a while: "Isn't he about the same age as the prince? Her son is only one year older than King Ming, who is 18 this year."

  (End of this chapter)