When the second assistant Lu Fang carried the book into the study, he rarely smelled an unusual atmosphere. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After all, he is a teenager, and his Taoism is still shallow, and the ground holes that pretend to be calm are too condensed, and the atmosphere is a little cold. He looked up slightly, and saw a small figure sitting in the last row, spreading out the text and ink, and began to grind.

These young men must be very curious.

He snorted coldly in his heart, since ancient times, there has been no saying that a princess enters the outer study.

Princesses of all dynasties have been taught in the palace to guide etiquette and behavior, familiar with palace rules, of course, because of the need for marriage, princesses also need to have a certain sense of cultivation and political smell.

Several famous princesses in the history of Daliang either married into meritorious families or married far away, some lived ordinary and happy, and some lived lonely and miserable lives.

Princess Anning, what does she want? Lu Fang shook his head and spread out the book, feeling that both the emperor and the crown prince were a little ridiculous.

In any case, the matter of Si Chen must not happen to him.

An Ning studied the ink unhurriedly.

This is the best Hui Mo, the emperor used it, and she can't produce a few pieces a year, she hangs her wrist in the air, grasps the strength, and her movements are steady and not chaotic. The ink evenly dissolves in the water, creating ripples of ink.

An Ning felt novel. She had never done it herself, and she remembered that the dignified posture of grinding ink promoted the smoothness of her handwriting.

Yang Zheming sat on her left, both wearing hats, sitting in the front row to block others. Each seems to like to keep a low profile. An Ning is very satisfied with the current state.

Smart people know what to do and what not to do.

She picked up the brush and began to transcribe, today's class is the historical text "On the Argument for Ministers", the whole article is esoteric and difficult to understand, Lu Fang has already talked about "the reason why the king and the minister are stumbling and bowing." His voice was calm and old-fashioned, but his interpretation was extraordinarily careful.

The lectures in the outer study room are the way of the monarch and the way of governing the country. Only when the prince opened a small stove alone, the princes talked about some imperial techniques and imperial strategies.

The second assistant Lu Fang is already in his mid-forties and has won the emperor's trust.

Everyone thinks that Lu Fang is too upright and difficult to be a capable minister, but Yang Xi thinks that he is not simple, at least he never comments on the affairs of the harem, and he does not see the party and the Chinese government forming a party for personal gain, and he lives like no one is afraid of his own business, and he lives until he returns to his hometown.

Yang Xi still remembered that in her previous life, she hadn't practiced calligraphy well for a while, and the emperor asked Lu Fang to teach her. The expression on Lu Fang's face was like someone else owed him money, saying that she lacked strength, had a lot of thoughts, and her words were like her person, soft and incorrect, and it was difficult to become a big thing.

At that time, she was unconvinced, resentful, and unwilling to learn again, and Lu Fang was too lazy to teach her.

I don't want to, in a word.

After Yang Yu ascended the throne, Lu Fang was already the first assistant, and the court disagreed several times, and he didn't let it, Yang Yu complained to her when he came back, and when he was angry, he called him "an old thing that doesn't die." ”

Yang Xi also persuaded him a few times, but later Lu Fang's descendants violated the law and discipline, and Lu Fang felt shameless and resigned. In contrast, Xindi preferred Zuo Hede and chose Zuo Hede as the first assistant.

In this life, she has to practice her words well.

Because Yang Xi is small and has little strength, it is extremely difficult to write, if she doesn't practice martial arts every day, it is estimated that she will not be able to hold the pen.

The curtain on the hat is pulled down, and it is very inconvenient to spread it on the paper. Yang Xi quickly became impatient, took off his hat and threw it aside, and his vision was instantly clear.

Lu Fang's voice on the stage paused for a moment before it sounded slowly.

Yang Ziming turned his head sideways and seemed to glance at her, but she didn't care.

After finishing the content of the strategy, Lu Fang began to quote the current situation, so that everyone could express their opinions, after all, in front of the prince, some people kept talking, while others frowned and pondered without saying a word. Some people like to be public, but some teenagers are old enough to be cautious in their words and deeds.

Yang Zheming, who was beside him, took off his hat at some point and wrote on paper with a pen. Yang Xi glanced at it, and was stunned at this glance.

-- You can't win good people, but you can talk about the chaos of the country, and you will kill them by sight.

It was written by Yang Zheming.

His words are very domineering, especially the momentum of the last stroke of the sentence "is to kill by seeing" almost broke through the paper and vented out.

She looked up and saw Yang Zheming looking at him.

His face is delicate, his eyebrows and eyes are distinct, his complexion is a little weak and pale, and his eyes are as black as night, with an inexplicable irony.

It seems that I don't like her very much.

Yang Zheming had already retracted his gaze, reached out and picked up the piece of paper, crumpled it in the palm of his hand, and threw it in the brazier.

Yang Xi frowned, this person's temper seemed to be a little bad, and she didn't mean to watch him write.

Next, Yang Zheming lowered his eyes slightly, his mind didn't know where to fall, and he never started to write, like a lonely snow-capped mountain white lotus on the cliff, which was incompatible with this earthly world.

Words are like their people, and words are like their nature. This Yang Zheming must not be simple, and at her same age, she can write like this.

Yang Xi frowned, lowered his head, and unconsciously wrote that sentence on the paper.

can pick out this sentence alone, it can be seen that Yang Zheming's temperament is by no means good.

With such a character, why didn't she notice it in her previous life? No one even noticed him, like a drop of morning dew, drowning in the dust.

After the morning class, Yang Xi left early.

She went back to the palace to change her clothes, slept in bed for another hour, and went to the Wanshou Palace to greet the queen mother.

The emperor finally agreed to her proposal, and let Concubine De take care of the affairs of the concubines, while the queen was in charge of all matters in the harem.

On the way, I met Tang Meiren.

Yang Xigao sat on the chariot, looked down at the elegant woman in white holding her stomach and kneeling in front of her, and sighed in her heart.

What a lotus-like woman.

Tang Meiren has the elegance and touching of a Jiangnan woman, especially in a white dress, and a kind of beautiful temperament that is out of the dust, no wonder her father takes special care of her.

There are many low-ranking concubines in the palace, and few can conceive heirs.

"Didn't the queen mother excuse you from greetings?"

Tang Meiren stood with her head down, and her voice was gentle: "It is the duty to greet the queen's mother, and the concubine does not dare to make a mistake." "Her voice is soft and satin-like." It's just that the queen didn't see the concubines today. ”

Yang Xi was very wary of these women.

They are all goblins with human skins, and they don't know when they will show their hideous faces and tear you to pieces.

"It's better that Tang Meiren comes less, and it's the right thing to raise a fetus with peace of mind." Yang Xi's eyes fell on her half-protected belly, and quietly instructed the palace people: "Father is very much looking forward to this child, and you, as Tang Meiren's personal palace people, must also do your best to serve." ”

"Yes." The palace people agreed in unison. Since Tang Meiren became pregnant, the number of palace people serving has also doubled. Yang Xi knew that there were Aunt Lian's people watching inside, and she didn't care about a small low-level concubine.

Tang Wanru looked at the honor guard who was leaving, and the smile on his lips was still the same, "Congratulations to Princess Anning." She thought it was funny, a little princess, who would speak like an adult, and look at her like dust on her clothes, not worth mentioning.

However, Princess Anning, sometimes, being as humble as an ant, can also surprise people.