Consort Zhanzhao

Bao Zheng took the order and was about to turn around and leave when Renzong smiled and said, "You are just a solid eye, so don't be in a hurry at this moment. I will give you a holiday today, and we will talk about it tomorrow." The emperor turned to Qi Youchong again, He asked a little warningly: "I heard that you are so familiar with this matter in your words... It must have been a few years since the ghost marriage happened."

Qi Youchong's heart began to thump again, he lowered his head and said respectfully: "That's true, and because this is a summer resort, and it's full of dragon spirit, they all like to go around from behind, and then put the coffin into the coffin." Carry it to the back mountain."

"Does Aiqing understand?" Renzong asked.

Bao Zheng nodded, "Your Majesty is wise."

Zhao Bijia looked at this and looked at which, but she didn't understand at all.But it doesn't matter, when you arrive at the Summer Resort, you don't have so many restraints, and you can always hear some words and phrases with your father.

The crowd hovered around the top of the mountain for a while, and then walked down slowly. Even in the Summer Resort, the mountain road was steep after all. After taking two steps, Renzong felt his legs tremble, so he hurriedly asked someone to lift the sedan chair and sat down.

There were no more official activities on this day, and everyone dispersed.

Zhao Bijia accompanied Concubine Zhang back to the house, and wanted to go out after sitting there for a while.

Concubine Zhang Gui was comforting Zhao Xuan, "Actually, there's nothing fun outside. Climbing the mountain with your father in the morning is exhausting."

It's just Zhao Bijia's words made Zhao Xuan, who was barely comforted, unhappy, "Nothing is good outside, why doesn't she stay in the house."

Zhang Guifei glanced at Zhao Bijia sadly, then suddenly remembered something, and whispered in Zhao Xuan's ear: "Your sister is getting old...to see Zhan Zhao."

Zhao Bijia glanced at her own mother quietly: I heard it all...

Zhao Xuan glanced at Zhao Bijia suspiciously, and whispered in Concubine Zhang's ear: "Sister, I just want to tie whoever I like, why waste this effort."

Zhao Bijia was expressionless and turned her gaze to Zhao Xuan, can you really speak in a low voice...

The two looked at Zhao Bijia and smiled subtly.

It's just that Zhao Bijia is not an ordinary person after all. Between appreciating the great rivers and mountains of the motherland and Gu Nian's face not going out, he decisively chose the former. He smiled and said to Concubine Zhang Gui: "I'm going out to play."

Looking at Zhao Xuan again, he pinched his tender face and said, "Sister, play for you a little longer."

Zhao Xuan was stunned to see her lightly, rhythmically, almost jumping out the door, turned her head and looked at Concubine Zhang accusingly, "Look at her!"

Concubine Zhang Gui also sighed faintly, her helpless expression was exactly the same as that of Cai Cai just now, "Women are not allowed to stay..."

Zhao Bijia came out smoothly, although what she said just now in the room did affect her a bit and slowed down her progress a little bit, but thinking about it carefully... Zhan Zhao is the only newcomer in the entire Summer Resort; , and only Bao Zheng's work is relatively interesting... If you don't go to him, who can you go to?

Silently doing psychological construction in her heart, Zhao Bijia went to Mr. Bao's place without any hesitation.

Although Renzong asked him to rest for a day and check it tomorrow, a workaholic like Mr. Bao would never rest for half a day. When Zhao Bijia found him, Mr. Bao had already brought Mr. Gongsun, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu. After going out, there were still Wang Chao and Ma Han in the small courtyard, standing aside respectfully.

"Are you here to look for Guard Zhan?" Ma Han asked, although he knew that this was the princess, and also knew that the unspoken rule in the palace was that the princess should call her little prince when she was wearing men's clothes, but... if you can't call her out, you can't call her out.

Wang Chao glared at him: You are short-sighted, girls are thin-skinned, what if you tell the princess away!

"You sit down first, someone brought wild fruits from the mountains just now, would you like to try it?" Wang Chao smiled.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Bijia nodded frankly, "I'm looking for Zhan's guard."

In an instant, Ma Han won, and he glanced at Wang Chao proudly.

Wang Chao pulled him aside, "Go and wash the fruit!" Seeing that Ma Han was still about to speak, Wang Chao said, "Did you forget how smoothly the last case went after Zhan Zhao came?"

Of course I haven't forgotten... Mr. Bao and Mr. Gongsun's slow words of admiration were all aimed at Zhan Zhao.

Ask him to ask the court lady, who can find out the birthplace, migration, etc. of the eight generations of the ancestors.

Even the princess tried her best to help... Of course, the princess was very good to them before, but it only stopped at the corporal.

Seeing that Ma Han understood his subtext, Wang Chao said meaningfully, "Your Majesty has sent us a new mission for Mr. Bao..."

Speaking of this physique where there is no grievance wherever they go, they themselves feel quite helpless, but fortunately they have a helper now, so nothing is a problem.

The two exchanged eye contact for a moment, Ma Han went to wash the fruit, Wang Chao poured tea and said, "Guard Zhan hasn't come back yet."

As soon as the words finished, Zhan Zhao came in from the door, Zhao Bijia smiled, and said, "The little prince is here."

Zhao Bijia naturally returned a smile, "Zhanwei."

Zhan Zhao looked at her legs vaguely, and asked, "Are you done?"

Zhao Bijia only felt that the place where his eyes swept over was like crawling over a group of caterpillars, or the kind that shed hair while crawling, itching from the legs to the heart.

"Well," Zhao Bijia nodded, even her voice softened a lot.

Wang Chao pulled the dumbfounded Ma Han, put the fruit on the table, and the two left together.

Zhan Zhao frowned, and said, "My lord...has he ever practiced martial arts?"

Zhao Bijia shook her head.

Zhan Zhao said: "When I climbed the mountain in the morning, I saw that the little prince's legs and feet were weak, and he couldn't help trembling when he went down the mountain. It must be because of the instability of the footplate. If I put on a horse stance for an hour every day, I think it will be much better."

Zama step...

Zhao Bijia hesitated but looked forward to it, Zhan Zhao shook his head when he saw her like this, and said, "I'll show you a demonstration."

As he said that, he lifted the hem of his clothes, his legs sank slightly, and he settled his posture and said to Zhao Bijia, "Kick me and try."

Now she hesitates even more... She is a princess, with an image and temperament of more than ten years... She has never kicked anyone, but... Zhao Bijia looked around, except for Zhan Zhao, it was Yang and An, and it was not a big deal.

So she smiled brightly, but in the end she still felt that kicking someone was not good, so she kicked up with only four or five minutes of strength...it didn't move at all.

Zhan Zhao smiled confidently, stopped his horse and got up and said, "You have a try."

Speaking of this, Zhao Bijia had nothing to refute, and immediately put on a posture exactly like Zhan Zhao's - she thought she was exactly the same.

Zhan Zhao frowned, "Go a little further... straighten your back..."

The first time was not so smooth. Zhao Bijia followed his instructions several times, but Zhan Zhao was still not satisfied. He stepped forward and held Zhao Bijia's waist with both hands, saying: "Go further, use force!"

Zhao Bijia softened all of a sudden, feeling his blood rushing up.She bit her lip, and said to herself: This is a private tutor, this is a private tutor who can't be hired even if you have money... After reading this for a long time, I finally stopped blushing.

It's just that Yang and An's eyes look like they want to eat Zhan Zhao.But Yang and An are the most obedient people, without Zhao Bijia, they wouldn't have made any moves.

Zhan Zhao was finally satisfied, looked at Zhao Bijia's handsome horse gait and nodded with a smile, "Just go on like this, I promise that when I come to climb the mountain again next year, the little prince will be strong and not tired at all."

Zhan Zhao's magnanimous attitude made Zhao Bijia feel less embarrassed, but... why did he still talk!

"The flexibility of the little prince is pretty good." There was still a bit of aftertaste in the words.

Yang He'an finally couldn't bear it anymore, and gnashed his teeth and flew in front of Zhan Zhao, "I have heard that Zhan's guards are famous, and people in the Jianghu give him the title of Nan Xia. Yang is not talented, and I want to ask for advice!"

Zhan Zhao laughed, his hands were already itchy.

The guards in the palace are obviously not in the same way as knights from rivers and lakes like them, and according to Mr. Gongsun, even if he politely asks for advice on martial arts, he has a lot of scruples. He has been in Kaifeng for more than a month, and even a martial arts contestant No, someone finally took the initiative to make a move today, and he immediately became excited.

Zhan Zhao said, "Please!"

Yang and An didn't say much, they turned their palms into knives and attacked.

Zhao Bijia knew that Zhan Zhao was strong in martial arts, as well as Yang and An's martial arts, but she didn't know the specific high-strength method.

Whether it was Zhan Zhao's display on the Yaowu Tower earlier, or Yang and An's usual lightness like swallows, etc., they were mostly acting. Just forget about being tired.

Yang Hean's moves tend to be dexterous, fast, and tricky, which also has something to do with him being a eunuch.

As for Zhan Zhao, his moves are open and close, extremely masculine, worthy of the title of a hero.

The two of you came and went, and they fought for an unknown period of time without a winner.

Zhan Zhao suddenly jumped out, laughed loudly and said, "Have fun!"

Zhao Bijia saw the sweat flowing down his temples, turning golden yellow by the sun.

Yang He'an squinted his eyes and looked down at his palms. Zhan Zhao said with a smile, "Brother Yang is very skilled in martial arts, but he has little experience in fighting people. Besides, you are probably a few years younger than Zhan. If you are also walking in the Jianghu Once it happens, I'm afraid there will be nothing wrong with Zhan Mou."

Yang Hean took a deep breath, "Thank you Zhan Weiwei for your guidance, but after all, I am not as comfortable as Zhan Weiwei. If you lose, you lose. There is nothing to admit." He turned his head and looked at Zhao Bijia, "The time has come , it's time to go back."

Zhao Bijia hummed, then frowning, and beckoned to Yang and An, "Come help me, I can't move my legs."

Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "It's always like this the first time, it'll be fine if you do it a few more times."

Zhao Bijia walked back slowly with a sore back and cramped legs.