Chapter 256: A Vision in the Heavens?

256 days of vision?

The corners of Chen Ziduo's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly walked to the hall.

He first said to Grandma Alain: "Grandma, just leave it to me here, you can go and rest." ”

Grandma Alan is old, and although her body is still quite strong, she has experienced Alain's death, and the old man is sad that she has hurt her body.

Chen Ziduo didn't let Grandma Alan do the work, and what he always said on weekdays was to let his grandmother rest.

Grandma Alain looked at the man who almost became her grandson-in-law, always smiled and said yes, and went back to her room. Then, she will look at the ancestral tablet of the Luo family and sigh that her granddaughter is not blessed. He also prayed that Alain would be reincarnated into a good family in the next life.

In the hall, after Chu Ming saw Chen Ziduo coming in, he hurriedly got up: "Chu Ming has seen Mr. Chen. ”

took out the name card from his arms again: "Mr. Chen, this is the name card that the princess asked me to send, and I ask Mr. Chen to accept it." ”

Chen Ziduo looked at the vermilion name post, his eyes were full of helplessness, he sighed and sat down, did not accept the name post, but asked: "The person Princess Hao said is you?" ”

Chu Ming nodded: "It's Chu Ming." ”

"Is there a table?" Chen Ziduo asked again.

Chu Ming didn't know why, but according to the attitude of the princess yesterday, she should have great respect for the person in front of her, so she replied truthfully: "Chu Ming is a rough person, and he doesn't have a word. ”

Although people look immature, they are very polite in their words and deeds.

Chen Ziduo is in a much better mood, if this child is sincere in learning, he can teach it.

Now that he had the intention of teaching sincerely, Chen Ziduo asked more seriously: "What do you do at home, have you ever read?" What books have you read? ”

Chu Ming was stunned, and finally noticed that something was wrong, and asked with a frown, "Why did Mr. Chen ask this question?" ”

Chen Ziduo was also stunned, thought about it, and an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

Could it be that Princess Hao didn't tell the child in front of her, I'm his teacher, right?

Chen Ziduo motioned for Chu Ming to sit down, and then took the name card in his hand: "Do you know what is written in this name post?" ”

Chu Ming shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Chen Ziduo couldn't help but want to hold his forehead, but thought that the child sitting in front of him would be his disciple in the future. He coughed slightly, and tried his best to hold back.

Chen Ziduo opened the name card and took out the documents inside: "Here is your birthday eight characters, and the other is your apprenticeship post." Princess Hao asked you to come. I want you to be my disciple and study with me. ”

"However, since Princess Hao didn't ask your wishes, I won't force it, you make your own decision. Would you like to read with me? ”

Chu Ming raised his eyes and looked at Chen Ziduo, then looked down at the two documents, and didn't know how to react for a while.

Reading, he is willing.

However, he also clearly knows what his identity is.

Although the princess attaches great importance to him, he is still just a subordinate in the Hao Palace...

"Why, you don't want to?" Seeing that Chu Ming didn't speak, Chen Ziduo's eyes contained regret.

Chu Ming lowered his head, and the refracted tea on the table shook his eyes: "Why did Mr. agree to teach me?" ”

"It's Princess Hao who came looking for me. Hope I be your sir. Chen Ziduo took a sip of tea and said slowly: "At first, I refused, but I couldn't bear Princess Hao's kindness, so I agreed." ”

Sending a servant to his house and his stall three times to harass him, isn't it difficult to be gracious?

Chen Ziduo thought about it while looking up at Chu Ming: "Why don't you tell me, why did you promise Princess Hao to come here to find me?" ”

Chu Ming rubbed his eyes and said in a low voice, "The princess only said that I would send the name card to Mr. Sir...."Chu Ming suddenly raised his head and looked at him: "The student is willing to study with Mr. ”

After speaking, Chu Ming knelt down and kowtowed to Chen Ziduo three times.

Chen Ziduo was startled by the sudden movement. The teacup in his hand almost overturned. Seeing that Chu Ming lowered his head after kowtowing, he calmly put the tea cup in his hand on the table, sat up straight and said, "Now you don't need to bow to the teacher, your elders are not here now." After a while, it's not too late for you to tell the elders in your family to salute, so get up first. ”

Chu Ming's face was embarrassed, and he slowly stood up: "It's the student who is abrupt." ”

"No problem." Chen Ziduo pointed to the position next to him: "Sit down first." ”

Chu Ming sat down as he said.

"Have you read any books?"

"I know the surnames of hundreds of families, and I have read the "Three Character Classic," Chu Ming paused: "The student can barely recognize a few words." ”

Chen Ziduo nodded: "It's okay, but I'm only thirteen years old." It's not too late to learn by heart..."

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Approaching the evening, Qianying returned to King Hao's mansion after finishing her work.

As soon as he entered the door, he was called by Moori to the Bamboo Heart Temple.

"Princess," Qianying now knows a lot about Chu Yueqing, and her words and actions are not as restrained as before: "Today, the free distribution of mung bean soup in the teahouse has been praised by many people. Many people have asked who is so kind? ”

"Did you say that?" Chu Yueqing sat at the desk, closed the book in his hand, and raised his eyes to ask her.

"No," Qianying said, "The slave maid did not have the permission of the princess, and did not dare to inform outsiders of the name of the palace at will." ”

Chu Yueqing nodded: "Very good." But we suddenly started to distribute mung bean soup for free, and it will be very busy these days, at least on the surface, our teahouse will have a phenomenon of being crowded. At that time, there will inevitably be people who will be jealous and stumble on our teahouse. You should pay more attention these days, if someone really makes trouble, you don't have to panic, just go to Jing Zhaoyin. ”

Qianying didn't quite understand what the princess meant by this trip, but she only nodded yes. Anyway, the thoughts of the superior have never been something she can be suspicious of.

"By the way, Mo Lian, you also follow Qianying to the teahouse to help first. Remember, you're in the back kitchen like Qianying, don't go to the front room. Chu Yueqing instructed.

Mo Lian is a lively girl, if she doesn't say a word and let her run around in the teahouse, what if she is unfortunate enough to be recognized as the maid next to her?

That's more than worth the loss.

Fortunately, Mo Lian is a person who knows the severity, she walked over and grabbed Qianying's arm, and said to Chu Yueqing: "Yes, princess." Rest assured, the slave will never trouble you. ”

"Okay," Chu Yueqing also smiled: "It's been a busy day today, Qianying doesn't need to go to the kitchen, let's go back to the room and rest." Mo Lian, you go and send Qianying. ”

"Whoa." Mo Lian responded, dragged Qianying and went out.

After the two of them left, Chu Yueqing locked the door deeply, his eyes fell on the sunset outside the window that was about to dissipate, and a worry rose in his heart.

In the past two days, she has read a lot of books, and by sending mung bean porridge, she asked Mo Zhi and Mo Lian to ask many old people in the palace.

The summer of Daqi has never been so hot.

Chu Yueqing thought of the future generations, and the weather being too hot can be said to be a collective phenomenon of population increase and global warming.

But in Daqi, the heat cannot be blamed on this.

After years of war, the population of the common people has increased. According to the booklet of the registered population of the household department, the population of Daqi has shown a decreasing trend in the past ten years. In Nanling and Northern Desert, the situation is even stricter than that of Daqi.

… Is it really a vision? (To be continued.) )