Zhang Boda insisted: "Even so, you can't act rashly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info body hair skin, by the parents. You are already unfilial, how can you be unfilial? ”

This sentence touched Gillian in the end, and what she couldn't care about the most in her heart was to wait for the same hall Tao in Tangyi. Liu Che's injuries can always be healed over time. However, her parents have always loved her as a daughter, like jewels.

Middle-aged lost a daughter, and life was painful.

Her tone softened slightly, "You also know that the old lady didn't mean to crack it for me." At this point, the end of her words is clear. There are already a lot of tired old people, and asking for people is forcing people, so why bother? ”

In the final analysis, it's really not that Gillian doesn't want to learn, it's just that the old lady has no intention of teaching each other. She didn't want to force it.

When Zhang Boda heard this, he hesitated again and again. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he sighed heavily and said, "That's it, that's it!" ”

He turned around and hurried away, and within three moments, he came to the Red Mansion and knocked on the door panting, holding a bunch of bamboo slips. The bamboo song and the snow dance were alarmed, and they saw the two of them come out. Zhang Boda put down the bamboo slips on the spot, and asked Xue Wu to move into Gillian's room, while pointing to Zhuge and asking her to go with him.

When Gillian returned a roll of bamboo slips that she had seen during the day, she returned to the Red Mansion and saw that there was a large sandalwood cabinet in the room. Zhang Boda is sorting them one by one, and Bamboo Song and Snow Dance are also helping out.

"What is this for?" She wondered.

"He doesn't teach, I do." Zhang Boda was still a little gasped.

Gillian heard this and picked up a roll of bamboo slips. When I opened it, I saw that it was obscure, and I thought it was the book of Qimen Dunjia.

She stepped forward and asked Zhang Boda to help him classify after asking for it, and said with emotion in her heart: "You have studied for so many years, but you can't do it, what can I do if I learn now?" ”

As he put it down, he said, "Two people are always a little more than one person can think of, you have to try." ”

Gillian still wanted to persuade again, but saw that Zhang Boda kept glancing at Zhuge. His heart moved slightly, and he didn't speak again.

After finishing the arrangement, Zhang Boda unfolded a roll of bamboo slips to teach Gillian. Gillian stopped him and whispered, "Zhang Boda, is it worth it?" ”

In ancient times, the inheritance was strict, that is, the folk handicraft industry was not easily passed on to outsiders, not to mention the imperial skills such as Qimen Dunjia.

It has always been a single transmission, in case there are too many leaks. Later, it gradually became incomplete and lost.

In Gillian's previous life, fortune tellers were not uncommon on the streets. But most of them are swaggering and deceiving, and they can understand the skin and are already regarded as guests by wealthy businessmen and magnates.

I don't know Zhang Boda, they know that the sacred imperial art in their eyes has fallen to this, will they vomit blood in anger?

The lights were beating slightly, and Jasmine was ticking and ticking. Light smoke curls in the incense burner, and a bouquet of gorgeous peach blossoms is inserted in the jade vase. The room was very comfortable, and it was obvious that it was cold after Gillian asked this question.

Is it worth it?

Zhang Boda is also asking himself this question, is it worth it?

His behavior is a light statement to describe it as a great rebellion, and the person who is rumored to be an outsider or a member of the royal family. He made a big mistake!

Qimen Dunjia is the most talented person in the selection of descendants, if you really can't find a successor, the disciple can also be. But in any case, it can't be passed on to the people in the royal family.

Qimen Dunjia cannot be controlled by the royal family!

There is always a time when the dragon's qi is exhausted, and this is to promise the destiny of heaven. But for the people of the royal family to learn Qimen Dunjia, they must penetrate the sky and the earth to continue the dragon qi, which will cause chaos in the world!

Gillian only thought that she couldn't easily teach outsiders, but she didn't expect that the consequences were even more serious.

Zhang Boda was silent for a while, only feeling that the cold sweat under the bookcase was greasy in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't stop it. He stared blankly at the bamboo slips unfolding on the bookcase, and at the age of three he recognized as the most talented grandson in the family.

Therefore, the royal father, who was already discouraged and wanted to take in disciples, changed his mind and personally named him Shouping, which means to keep peace for the world. The word Boda, may he penetrate the art of Qimen Dunjia.

He is the hope of the Zhang family and the hope of Qimen Dunjia.

Passed to the queen, he became a sinner of Qimen Dunjia.

Once this arrow is fired, there is no place to turn around.

What should he do?

The beating sparks almost blinded his eyes, and he remembered many years ago. It was also such a spring evening that the royal father said clearly: "Academics are just a technique. Don't look down on yourself, in the final analysis, it's also for people. ”

With the words still in his ears, he let out a sigh and nodded firmly. In his heart, he said that he couldn't watch Zhonggong die, watch Zhuge die......

The young man's light voice sounded, "The so-called Qimen Dunjia actually talks about three things, Qimen, and Dunjia. Originated from the time of the emperor, it has been said to be a book from heaven since ancient times......"

*****

In the middle of the Han Palace, spring is even more lively. Everywhere the palace looks, all of them are blooming flowers. The yellow is clear, the pink is dreamy, and the red is warm, and there is a sense of chaos and flowers gradually becoming charming.

But now it is Ning Lang who is more dazzling than flowers, and she has been in the limelight in the palace recently. In January, the emperor always had more than ten days to visit the sick queen, and the rest of the five or six days were for Ning Lang, except for the five or six days when he slept alone.

She occupied the majority of the head at once, and faintly had the momentum of being favored. Although Wang Xiyu said that he has a prince by his side, he has already fallen out of favor in his prime of life. The capital of the palace said that it was only a matter of time before Ning Shao made it a child to give birth to a prince, although Ning Lang did not expect much from the emperor's cold heart when he understood the emperor's cold heart, but he also slowly looked down on Wang Xiyu in his heart.

Unexpectedly, in the afternoon of this day, her personal maid Liuzhu ran in from outside the palace in shock, and said with a red face: "Young envoy, Your Majesty has just issued an edict, and the eighth son of the King of Jin is a beloved." ”

Ning Lang was shocked, the embroidery needle on her hand was misplaced and pricked to the point of blood beads on her hand, and she didn't have the heart to care. Putting down the embroidery, he asked urgently: "Really?" ”

When it comes to identity, even if she knows that she doesn't have much actual favor, she is still much more confident than Wang Xiyu, who hasn't slept for a year and a half.

Except for one eight sons in the harem, the rest are all young envoys, which is too ugly. Sooner or later, a few people will be mentioned, and she is confident that she will be mentioned.

I didn't think about it, but it was Wang Xiyu!

Liuzhu nodded, "The will has just arrived, and now the four young envoys Liu, Zhou, Liu, and Yang have all gone to congratulate, young envoys?" Shouldn't we go too? ”

These people usually see her favored. It's not that she didn't step on Wang Xiyu openly and secretly to please her, although Ning Lang knew that it couldn't be true, but when she saw them like this, she still hated and broke a bite.

Only then did he stand up, change his clothes and go to Wang Xiyu's palace to congratulate him.

Go, can you not go?

Wang Xiyu was also defenseless, and there was no rumor in advance. Huangmen, who didn't want to send Liu Ping back, still had a will, and the palace wanted to go further, it was difficult!

She was able to jump from a young envoy to an eighth son, mostly because of Liu Ping.

Now, it's even more because of Liu Ping.

The queen is not in the palace, and when she is not in the palace, there must be someone who can hold up the scene.

After dealing with these young envoys for a while, she was about to gently remind them that she was tired. Unexpectedly, the maid came to Ning Lang, and the four young envoys in the hall became subtle at once. (To be continued.) )