After relying on the knowledge of the college entrance examination, the emperor took a fancy to him

One sentence blocked the two of them. His original role was to be Lin Biqing's stand-in. It seemed really unreasonable to ask him to learn some rules that Lin Biqing had never learned.

But a good stand-in should be a good actor. Some skills must be learned, even if you don't need to learn them.

At least one has to prepare for when one's identity is exposed, and then one needs to have more life-saving skills.

Lin Luo sneered at their remarks: "Do you think the third prince has a problem with his mind?"

In terms of business, business, and politics, although this is a Mary Su novel without logic, but looking at the overall situation in it, the novel only shows part of the content. Although he has never met the third prince, but according to the direction of the original text, Look, this third prince is not a fool either.

It's useless to learn such a little lady's rules, is it possible that he can catch the knife with his bare hands and stop the knife that cuts at his head?

Besides, don't men like people who are in good shape and can let go?Even those who can't let go, if you like it, you always like to tease her to make her more lively.

Cen's mother was choked, and her anger hurt her body. She calmed down and asked calmly, "Then what do you think you should learn?"

Lin Luo glanced at her sideways: "At this time, shouldn't you give me a scientific introduction to the taboos of the royal family, royal personnel, concubines in the third prince's house, etc.?"

Isn't this kind of intelligence supposed to be done before a commercial marriage?

Let him learn the rules to do what he does, and he can't do anything if he doesn't know how to behave.

In fact, Lin Rushu and Yang Shi had talked about these things to Lin Biqing after the divine will was issued, but they changed to Lin Luo temporarily, and they didn't want to see him, so naturally they didn't say anything more.

Mary Su is a little girl, and the relationship between the various families in Beijing may not be clear yet. In the end, Cen's mother can only tell Lin Luo these words.

Today's son originally had thirteen sons. The first prince was named the crown prince the year before last, and those who were still alive were the third prince, the fourth prince, the fifth prince, the seventh prince, and the eleventh prince. , the fourth prince has just turned fourteen, as for the fifth prince, seventh prince, and eleventh prince below, they are eleven, nine, and eight years old respectively.

They are all still small.

Today's Shengshang is not confused, his body is getting weaker and weaker, the emperor and empress are deeply affectionate, and the empress has always stayed by Shengshang's side.

Among the six princes, except for the crown prince, the fourth prince, and the fifth prince who were born to the empress, the rest were born to concubines.

The third prince's biological mother, Concubine Xian, died of illness in the third year after his birth. Since then, the third prince has been raised by the queen.

The marriage between the royal family and the Lin family was facilitated by the empress, who said she liked Lin Biqing's vivaciousness, which complemented the dull temper of the third prince.

When the wedding date was fixed, the Holy Majesty bestowed the mansion in the west of the city to the third prince, and after some minor repairs, it was the freshly baked third prince's mansion.

Moreover, the third prince kept himself clean, and until now he has not had a concubine, which is very rare under the background of ancient times.

After Lin Luo listened, he clicked his tongue twice in his heart, saying that he would not believe that there were no concubines, because of the bad nature of men, he would not steal unless he didn't like women, such as Lin Luo himself.

But under the ancient monarchy, it doesn't matter if you like men or women. In the top class, men and women can be exchanged as long as their status is not noble.

The third prince did not lose his virginity, or it was a rumor that he had a housekeeper or a small official in his house, or that this person was sick and had more energy than energy.

Lin Luo felt that the third prince was the first type.

"Although the young lady has not learned many things, she is proficient in rhythm and often loves elegant things." After Mama Cen finished explaining, seeing Lin Luo comfortably leaning on the back of the chair, she felt relieved and mentioned Lin Biqing's strengths.

Lin Luo nodded: "Guzheng, right?" He said with a weary expression, "I will too."

"How could you?!" Cen's mother was surprised, and her voice was slightly high.

Finally, there are some other expressions on the old face.

Lin Luo got stuck for a moment, bragging about himself, coaxing: "I'm a genius!"

Cen's mother glanced at him, but did not argue with him, Marysu tried to suggest: "Miss, can I help you get the zither?"

"Okay." Lin Luo hasn't touched these things for a long time, and they are all things his mother forced him to learn when he was a child.

At that time, he was mischievous, and his family members let him learn because of his temper. Everyone else learned the Olympiad, piano, football, basketball, and swimming. Only Lin Luo wanted to show his uniqueness, so he chose Guzheng.

Later, it was discovered that many of the Guzheng students were girls. In order not to be called a sissy, Lin Luo got together with girls all day long. Lin Luo thought about learning what other boys learned, but he felt that it was not cool at all and went with the crowd. It's not his character of the handsome Lin, but he vowed in the end that he will learn all Chinese musical instruments!

In his solemn oath, his mother wrote on the spot and recorded the video to preserve the evidence. It took half an hour to report to him all the Huaguo musical instruments owned by the largest training institution at that time!

Including but not limited to guzheng, guqin, pipa, erhu, dulcimer, bamboo flute, Xiao and so on.

Of course, in the end, Lin Luo is not a three-year-old living god in the president's article, who was exhausted to death within a few days, and then his mother took the papers and videos of his little man, shaking his head and regretting that he would not be a man if he broke the contract. Being able to be a cute little sister, Lin Luo was so frightened that she was learning while crying.

Fortunately, his mother had the foresight to sign up for five experience classes at the beginning. After the experience class was over, he picked three of them for him to learn.

What Lin Luo finally insisted on was Guzheng, Guqin and Erhu.

They are all stringed instruments, and they are relatively well-versed in learning.

Lin Biqing's guzheng is exquisite, the paulownia wood is soft, and the sound is clear and long.

But he doesn't like the guzheng, he looks petty.

Put the piano aside at will, sit on the chair and pick it up with both hands.

Whether you have learned the piano or not, sometimes you can tell it at a glance. There are rules in posture, gestures, and recovery of hands.

And the voice is crisp and clear, just a few syllables are enough to see the foundation.

I didn't even wear the nails inside the guzheng.

There was a flash of surprise in Cen's mother's eyes, which was attributed to Aunt Zhao's teaching.

After all, Aunt Zhao was considered a young lady before, so it's normal to have learned these elegant things.

Apart from learning the Guzheng, Lin Biqing basically didn't play much else, and even Gobang only played backgammon.

Thank goodness for Lin Luo, because he also doesn't know how to play Go.

That stuff is brain-intensive and not suitable for him.

But no matter how she didn't learn anything, Lin Biqing had a lot of daily contact with every move of a lady, so her behavior was somewhat tasteful.

Although it is not up to the standard of a real lady, it is still enough for Lin Luo to learn for a while.

Under the supervision of Cen's mother and Mary Su, Lin Luo struggled to learn the softness and cowardice of girls.

You have to do it generously and willingly.

After studying for half an hour, Lin Luo was so weak that he couldn't bear it anymore: ...This is the legendary suffering!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A familiar warmth suddenly came from his chest, slightly relieving his desire to cough.

Lin Luo was stunned for a moment, hairpin?