Zhang Zhizhou lowered his eyes, twisted his thumb and index finger together, and after a while, he said, "The National Teacher is well versed in the way of astrology, and can explore the future, but he never takes astrology easily. ”

Beiyue raised an eyebrow.

Zhang Zhizhou continued, "Before the Holy Lord invites her to ascend the astrological platform, she has to bathe and burn incense, and ask for it in a pious manner, do you know why?"

Beiyue was silent for a moment, and said, "Peeking at the star trail is just to change the star trail. Forcibly changing it will disrupt the number of lives. The number of saints involved the national ancestry, and it must not be easily snooped on. ”

Zhang Zhizhou nodded, "That's right." The number of lives is the most difficult thing to change. I once spied on the number of Xiao Ling's fate, and found that her star trails were chaotic, involving the turmoil of the Falling Dust Continent for a hundred years, and she couldn't move. ”

Beiyue's heart tightened, she knew what Zhang Zhizhou meant.

If Zhang Xiaoling doesn't die, she won't be reborn into her. If she hadn't been born again, many things wouldn't have happened after that.

But Beiyue still said coldly, "So, you just ignore it?"

"What would you do if it were you?"

Good question.

If it were me, Beiyue thought in her heart, and I was afraid that I would not have a choice.

"But at the very least, I will protect her and not let her be wronged. Beiyue blurted out.

Zhang Zhizhou looked at Beiyue lightly, with a hint of a deep groan on his face, and it didn't seem to be.

Only then did Beiyue think about it, protect her thoroughly, and prevent her from being wronged, her star trails have not changed the same.

Zhang Zhizhou lowered his eyes and nodded his index finger on the table, "The hundred-year fate of the Falling Dust Continent and the fate of Xiaoling are mutually decided, do you still dare to make this choice?"

How do you say that, I am not you, I don't know your suffering, and naturally I can't understand your choice.

Truly.

Beiyue suddenly felt weak.

"Is this what my lord came to me for?"

Zhang Zhizhou got up, "Naturally not, you have been very close to the National Teacher recently, and many people are suspicious of you, have you figured out how to explain it?"

"Explain, why explain, I have a similar temperament with the National Teacher, and I like to play together, is there anything wrong?" Beiyue didn't understand what he meant.

Zhang Zhizhou pursed his lips and smiled, "Naturally, there is no problem, it's just that my daughter has never liked to make friends." suddenly has a playmate, or an important minister of the court, which is quite surprising. When things go wrong, there must be demons, and someone will come to explore. ”

Beiyue bowed her head, "I know, I will pay attention to it in the future." ”

She didn't know if Zhang Zhizhou knew Nanxing's true identity, so she wasn't ready to say too much for the time being.

Zhang Zhizhou stood still for a moment and said, "Then I will congratulate you on winning the first place in advance." ”

A strange feeling filled Beiyue's heart.

It was as if Zhang Zhizhou knew what the situation would be tomorrow.

Zhang Zhizhou didn't say anything more and wanted to go out.

"Your Excellency!" called out to him as he put his hand on the door.

Zhang Zhizhou was stunned and did not look back.

Beiyue lifted her robe and knelt down.

"For Zhang Xiaoling, I thank you for your years of nurturing. ”

After that, he kowtowed three times.

In the room at this moment, the atmosphere is abrupt and weird.

Zhang Zhizhou still didn't look back, and said, "I'm not a qualified father, and I can't stand your three worships." ”

Beiyue got up, "Adults don't have to be presumptuous, they have been raised for many years, and it takes a lot of effort to think about adults." ”

Zhang Zhizhou didn't answer, opened the door and walked out.

Outside, there was a deep night, heavy and sad over him.

It's finally time for the jousting day.

On this day, the entire Qingyun Academy was newly decorated.

From the gate of the college to the venue of the competition, a large red carpet was laid out.

In order to welcome Emperor Ren, the stands next to the venue were set up with a light blue roof, and when the wind blew, the surrounding stood rustling.

As soon as the time came, Emperor Ren's ceremonial frame was far outside the gate of the academy.

Beiyue had no intention of seeing what Emperor Ren's honor guard looked like, and she had seen it many times before. Not only that, but she also entered the palace to participate in a palace banquet. The prince has played polo with her. Pomp or something, she doesn't pay attention to it.

At this time, the colleagues who participated in the competition were preparing under the stands.

Previously, several teachers from the academy had informed them of the specific rules of the competition.

A total of more than 50 people participated, and 10 groups were drawn according to the class from low to high. Regardless of occupation, groups of five or five conducted a melee, leaving ten people behind.

These ten people were then divided into two groups by lot, also regardless of occupation, five or five groups, leaving the last two.

In the end, the two faced off to decide the first place.

Qingyun Academy has always been like this, whether it is an exam or a competition, in the end, as long as the first place, the rest are all second.

This time is certainly no exception.

Beiyue was mixed in a team of more than fifty people, which was quite inconspicuous.

Without exception, I have gained a lot of white eyes.

"See that shorty? Isn't she from the junior class?"

"You said the one in white, I seem to know her, called, Zhang Xiaoling......"

"You mean she, didn't she have a fight with Yuanyuan a few days ago, saying that she was very powerful. ”

"It's just a fight in the junior class, how good can it be?"

That's right, she even came to the competition, a student in the junior class really didn't know how many pounds and taels she had. ”

"She is the youngest daughter of Master Taifu's family. ”

"Whoever he belongs to is the same here as we are. ”

"But no, you don't even have a magic staff, can you resist my two swords?"

"I'll bet on a sword. ”

"Hahaha......"

These words did not shy away from Beiyue, and they were very happy.

It's not the first time that Beiyue has a flat mouth, and it's not the first time that she has been looked down upon, but it's the first time that she has said it so explicitly.

Damn, don't I Qi Beiyue want to lose face?

At this moment, Beiyue's heart rolled up.

Despite his struggles, he still can't get rid of the label of waste wood.

So let me show you how the waste wood counterattacked.

When the Shengshang honor guard arrived at the competition platform, the Shengshang and the ministers sat down, and Beiyue began to prepare for the draw.

Looking at it, several of the close ministers of the Son of Heaven, important ministers, and national teachers have all arrived.

It can be seen that Qingyun Academy's status in the eyes of the saints.

Just thinking about it, it was the turn of the North Moon to draw lots.

Nanxing was in the stands, standing behind Emperor Ren, his eyes fixed on Beiyue under the ring.

The petite girl, dressed in snow-white men's clothes with long hair tied up, mixed in with a group of people in the senior class, is especially abrupt.

Zhou Yangui stood at the side of the saint, his vision was much better than that of Nanxing, and he recognized the white figure almost immediately.

Although the dress is different, the appearance has not changed. This is the person who followed Nanxing that day, it is said that it was her personal maid, and he looked at the map.

She turned out to be a student at Qingyun Academy.

It doesn't take much thought to know who she is.

The only person who can take Nanxing everywhere is the one who is said to be a young lady of Taifu who she cares about very much recently.

Out of cautious instinct, he frowned and glanced at Nanxing. Silently asked, what's going on?

Nanxing smiled silently.

But Emperor Ren opened his mouth, "That little girl, who is it?"

Zhang Zhizhou saluted beside him: "What Your Majesty is referring to is the daughter of Weichen." ”

"Oh?" Emperor Ren was quite surprised, "The youngest daughter of Mrs. Zhang's family, there will be fifteen this year?"

"It's fifteen. Zhang Zhizhou's expression was faint.

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