Chapter 187: Dreams Are Always Reversed

"Daddy. There was a shout outside the door. When Gonggong Qi heard this, he bowed down and retreated very wisely. Come to think of it, except for Her Royal Highness the Princess, no one dares to be so bold.

His Majesty the Emperor also suppressed his smile and put on a serious expression again. For this daughter, this only daughter, he loves and hates. Not only can't you beat and scold, but you also have pets. Especially her nirvana, crying nose, made His Majesty the Emperor helpless.

When Her Royal Highness the Princess entered the warm pavilion, His Majesty the Emperor still refused to raise his eyebrows to take a look. He was afraid, when his daughter came to see him, there would be a good thing? If he hadn't been here as the emperor, he would definitely have to run away.

"Father. Mo Han leaned closer, and changed his name in a loud voice.

His Majesty the Emperor was shocked, when did his daughter talk to him so politely, and said in his heart that this must be no good thing. "Han'er is here. His Majesty the Emperor calmed down and continued to pretend to review the recitals calmly.

"My father has been busy recently, so my daughter specially made pastries for my father and invited her father to taste. He didn't wait for His Majesty the Emperor to answer, and sent him forward.

At this time, His Majesty the Emperor finally couldn't sit still any longer, put down the red pen, and slowly glanced at the things his daughter was carrying. According to his daughter, it looks like a pastry. However, when His Majesty the Emperor actually saw it with his own eyes, he was completely stunned. Although His Majesty the Emperor did not dare to say that he had eaten all the pastries in the world, he had eaten this ordinary pastry more than once or twice. But on the contrary, he had never seen this black thing in front of him once.

Can this thing be eaten? His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help but have such a question in his heart. 's own daughter, didn't she have murderous intent to murder herself. However, His Majesty the Emperor finally calmed down and asked his daughter, "What is this?"

"Pastries. Mo Han smiled harmlessly, and the two little tiger teeth were always exposed.

His Majesty the Emperor swallowed and looked at the black mass again. When I got closer, it smelled a little burnt. I'm afraid I'll get poisoned if I eat this thing. If the imperial dining room dares to do this, I am afraid that His Majesty the Emperor will have to slaughter it from top to bottom.

"My father has a heart, and it is rare for Han'er to have a hard time. His Majesty the Emperor smiled awkwardly, his eyes looking like he wanted to avoid the black mass.

"Won't Father taste it himself?" Mo Han smiled and handed the pastry to His Majesty the Emperor, blinking his big smart eyes.

"I'll taste it later. His Majesty's smile became stiffer and stiffer, and his face shrank back unconsciously.

"Father. Mo Gan shouted angrily again: "My daughter has something I want to discuss with my father." ”

His Majesty the Emperor smiled, and he felt that it was impossible for his daughter to be courteous and courteous, either a traitor or a thief. Sure enough, now the fox's tail finally can't be hidden. His Majesty the Emperor was silent for a long time, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

Mo Han smiled and didn't answer in a hurry, but asked a question for the host: "Can the father agree to let his daughter out of the palace?"

His Majesty the Emperor groaned and shook his head. To be honest, he has never been able to figure out his daughter's eccentric character.

"Then why did the father let his daughter go to the academy to study?" Mo Gan pinched his waist, looking like an adult educating a child.

When His Majesty the Emperor heard this, he understood what his daughter meant. It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with sending her to study at the academy. "Children of the royal family must enter the academy to study. He said with no obsessiveness, and his attitude was very tough.

After hearing this, Mo Han looked at His Majesty the Emperor aggrievedly, and his two big flickering eyes were full of tears. Her nirvana has been brewing for a long time.

Seeing his daughter's tears rolling in her eyes, His Majesty the Emperor felt distressed. But he also understands that such things should not be agreed to lightly. Otherwise, the rules will be broken, but you will be scolded by the minister to the bloody, and you will be punished!

"My father can't promise you this, so you can step aside. His Majesty the Emperor said in a stern tone, then picked up the pen again and continued to correct the folds.

And this time, Her Royal Highness the princess didn't even procrastinate, and turned around and left with a pout.

When his daughter was far away, His Majesty the Emperor exhaled slowly and looked at the black pastry. Out of curiosity, His Majesty the Emperor reached out and touched it. The black thing was hard and brittle, and it was black from the sticking to your hands.

"Father-in-law Qi. His Majesty the Emperor called softly.

Then, Gonggong Qi immediately staggered to His Majesty the Emperor with small steps.

"I have given you this thing. As he spoke, His Majesty the Emperor pointed to the black pastry on the table.

Gonggong Qi was happy in his heart, it was a great thing and a great honor to be rewarded by His Majesty the Emperor. So, this thing looked along the fingers of His Majesty the Emperor. But in the next moment, his joyful heart changed. And the bright smile on his face just now has become like eating a fly, ugly to death.

"I don't know what this is?" asked Grandpa Qi.

His Majesty the Emperor didn't think about it, and directly threw out a sentence: "Pastry, can't Father-in-law Qi see it?"

"The slave can see it, thank you for your grace. Father-in-law Qi said hurriedly, and then carefully took the pastry and retreated.

His Majesty the Emperor secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he had a hunch that his daughter would never let him go so easily. Sure enough, the change happened right away.

Gonggong Qi did not serve His Majesty the Emperor for three days, so in the next three days, His Majesty changed to a father-in-law on duty. According to the little eunuch in the palace, the Duke of Qi beside the emperor announced a three-day holiday, and the reason turned out to be diarrhea.

Wu Zhenghuo hurriedly followed behind Xiaohua, and the two ran fast, seeing that it was about to reach the so-called teaching time. The first class on the first day was going to be late, and Xiaohua was really embarrassed to be such a cheeky person. But the most annoying thing is not this, the most annoying thing is that the falling dust woke up and didn't wake up Wu Zheng and Xiaohua.

The first class was taught Confucianism, and Mr. Jiaoshu was an old scholar who was nearly eighty years old. His hair was almost gray, and the wrinkles on his face spoke of his erudition. With a book in his left hand and a ruler in his right, his class began.

Everyone has a copy of the Analects in their hands, and most of the people here are still readers. Come to think of it, they have almost read this Analect to death.

Luochen sat among the many students, and at this moment he had silently put on the students' clothes. His black shirt, because he had too close contact with Wu Zheng, had to be washed before he could wear it again. But his long sword was still behind him. Sitting on the chair, the sword body stood up more than half of the head, causing the people behind him to laugh.

At this time, two figures suddenly broke into the door, which immediately frightened the students. Most of them are weak scholars who can't lift their hands and shoulders, and then there are a few rich children, who usually experience this kind of stimulation.

However, the old pedant was still calm, looked back at Wu Zheng and the two for a long time, and suddenly said: "Why did the door open by itself?"

As soon as these words came out, the classroom suddenly became quiet. Not only Wu Zheng, but even Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, what do you mean? This is not to treat yourself as a human being? But when Xiaohua looked at the old pedant again, she instantly understood what was going on. Isn't it, this old pedant is dazzled?

An evil smile appeared on Xiaohua's face, and then she glanced at Wu Zheng. This time, Xiaohua didn't give Wu Zheng time to react, anyway, he couldn't understand his eyes, so he had to mean it. So the next moment, Wu Zheng's ass was kicked hard. Then, Wu Zheng cried and flew out fiercely. And directly in front of him was the old pedant.

Xiaohua slowly closed her eyes, the next scene may be very bloody, so she still shouldn't watch it. Anyway, Wu Zheng's recovery ability is strong, and it will be fine in a while. Thinking about it this way, Xiaohua felt a little less guilty in her heart.

Wu Zheng first flew high in front of everyone, and then only heard a boom, and kissed the ground cordially. Wu Zheng's first kiss was cruelly taken away.

Silence, pin drop can be heard. Xiaohua only cautiously opened one eye and glanced at the direction where Wu Zheng landed. He could clearly see that the dusty face had fallen at the feet of the old pedant. Xiaohua even felt that Wu Zheng would definitely be beaten by the ring ruler.

But no, everything is still so peaceful. The atmosphere was silent for a while, and after a long time, the old pedant frowned and said, "Where did I just go?"

Well, Xiaohua stroked his forehead helplessly, at this moment he can be regarded as understanding, the person in front of him is a deaf and dazzling old pedant at all. He may not have seen Wu Zheng come in with him at all, let alone Wu Zheng fall to the ground. In this way, what do you have to fear?

Thinking of this, Xiaohua stepped forward with confidence, first tried to shake her hand in front of the old pedant's eyes, and was relieved to find that the other party did not react. Only then did he remember Wu Zheng, who was still smashed on the ground.

So in the next second, Xiaohua turned into a gentle angel, picked up Wu Zheng's baby from the ground, and pinched the middle of the person. Still alive, Xiaohua sighed and nodded. It's just that Wu Zheng's nosebleed came out again, and even his mouth was full.

Xiaohua was still unwilling, and asked Wu Zheng with a lewd face: "Does it hurt?"

Wu Zheng was almost dying, and as soon as he heard Xiaohua's words, he immediately returned from the ghost gate and over the wall. He wanted to beat Xiaohua, and he had dreamed of this for countless nights. He dreamed that Xiaohua was hanging by himself and whipped wildly.

Dreams, however, are always reversed.