Wu Yuanqing, as a disabled person, only recuperated for ten days and was not injured, so someone in the palace urged him to hurry into the palace to accompany the prince to study, and said that it was the request of His Royal Highness the Prince. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The key is that the crown prince Li Chengqian, who runs to the martial arts every day, doesn't know about this matter, and the key point is that the person who came at that time said this in front of Li Chengqian.

Look at this nonsense, the prince dares to speak blatantly in front of him.

Looking at a serious chamberlain, and then looking at Li Chengqian, who was like a dumbfounded fool, Wu Yuanqing understood that this was the emperor who seemed to be generous but was actually cautious and deliberately retaliated.

Your father is really shameless to let you carry the black pot, Wu Yuanqing looked at Li Chengqian with a smile.

It's you who don't want to bargain and don't give face to your father, Li Chengqian replied with an angry glare.

Your family is shameless, Wu Yuanqing continued to laugh.

You are shameless for our whole family alone, Li Chengqian followed back with an angry glare.

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Regardless of whether the emperor really retaliated shamelessly, Wu Yuanqing had to obediently report to the East Palace.

is also a little scholar who accompanies him, 9527, Hua'an, and Tang Bohu in Washington are Wu Yuanqing's life models and guiding lights.

The scholar deserves it, the two idiot sons are serving tea and water and beating their legs on their shoulders, hooking shoulders with the Taishi at will, laughing and scolding with their wives.

Wu Yuanqing only seeks imitation, not transcendence.

The pathetic Wu Yuanqing is destined to be hard.

It was late autumn and October, and when the diligent rooster began to crow in the morning, it was still dark and rumbling, and there was no light.

The Yang family, who got up early, ordered the maid Zijuan to drag the sleeping Wu Yuanqing out of the bed.

In a daze, he was served by the maid and dressed, and after washing, Wu Yuanqing arrived in the hall.

"Mother, there's no need to be so early, the palace gate hasn't opened yet," Wu Yuanqing muttered to Yang, who had already prepared the meal.

"It's just right to open when you go, this is the first time you've gone to study, go early and make a good impression on Your Majesty and the Empress," Yang said with a smile.

"What's the good impression, it's already broken and can't be broken," Wu Yuanqing pouted and said.

"Say this to your father, see if he doesn't beat you," Yang said funny.

"Hey, daddy is so annoying," Wu Yuanqing, who thought of the angry cheap daddy, sighed speechlessly.

After breakfast, picking up the box that had already prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Wu Yuanqing yawned and went out of the door, got in the car and set off for the palace.

When I arrived at the gate of the palace, as Yang said, the door was wide open, and there were already waiters waiting there to pick up people.

The chamberlain carried a lantern and led Wu Yuanqing through a long road that I don't know how far, entered the East Palace, and then walked around I don't know how far to come to the front of a pavilion with lanterns hanging and bright light inside.

"Why did you get here, we're all out of the East Palace, isn't the prince studying in Chongwen Palace" Wu Yuanqing asked suspiciously, turned his head and looked around, there was silence and no one, thinking that this dead eunuch wouldn't want to kill Lao Tzu here.

Murder and robbery, or special robbery? It's too unsafe in the palace.

Just when Wu Yuanqing's mind was full of thoughts, the little eunuch smiled with a sharp voice: "What Marquis Wu said is true, the prince is indeed studying in the Chongwen Hall on weekdays, but today is a big class once a month, and the prince is going to study with other princes and princesses." The Lingyan Pavilion in front of us is exactly where the princes and princesses study on weekdays."

"What, this pavilion is called Lingyan Pavilion?" Wu Yuanqing twitched, stretched out his arm, pointed to the pavilion, and asked loudly.

"That's right, is there anything wrong with this building being called Lingyan Pavilion, why is Master Hou so surprised" The waiter asked with a puzzled wink.

"Of course it's not proper, how can Lingyan Pavilion be a place for the prince and princess to study, this is completely wrong, there should be a portrait of a hero on it, do you understand the portrait, it is the kind of painting the appearance of a person on paper" Wu Yuanqing danced with his hands.

"Eh, of course the portrait slave understands, but why do you want to hang it on this Lingyan Pavilion, Master Hou, aren't you stunned, what nonsense, this Lingyan Pavilion has been a place for princes and princesses to study since the establishment of the Tang Dynasty" The waiter spoke, and stretched out his hand to put it on Wu Yuanqing's head, ready to see if he had a fever and talked nonsense.

"Go, go, don't touch it, men and women don't kiss," Wu Yuanqing said as soon as he knocked off the hand of the waiter.

Is it good that people are men, although they cut something, the grievances of the waiter Wu Yuanqing did not see it.

Groove, groove, groove.

Wu Yuanqing exploded three foul mouths in a row.

Why don't the men take Wu Hook and collect Guanshan Fifty Prefectures. Please go to Lingyan Pavilion temporarily, if you are a scholar and a marquis.

A poem by the great poet Li He once made many dreaming young people who had the heart to serve the country and make contributions to the country fascinated by the place of Lingyan Pavilion.

When Wu Yuanqing learned this poem in a textbook when he was young, he also had a surging ambition to be a soldier who defended his family and country.

But it is such a loft that makes people think of their achievements in the eternal attic, seventeen years ago in Zhenguan, it was just a place for princes and princesses to study, an inconspicuous royal school.

How many people can think of this Nima?

Looking at the plaque of the three big characters of Lingyan Pavilion on the pavilion under the dim light, Wu Yuanqing remembered for a long time.

After many urgings from the chamberlain, he raised his feet and walked in.

When he came to the place where the class was held, Wu Yuanqing found that there were already more than 20 people sitting inside, most of them were four or five years old, six or seven years old, and the eldest was Princess Xiangcheng, except for Princess Changle and Li Chengqian, who were also sitting in it.

After Wu Yuanqing smiled and saluted one by one, he just wanted Li Chengqian to introduce him, when he saw an old man with white hair walking in at the door.

is still an acquaintance, Kong Yingda, one of the eighteen bachelors of King Qin.

A few days ago, when Wu Yuanqing was doing something in the Xiande Palace, this old guy also reprimanded him.

Wu Yuanqing was unhappy, and Kong Yingda was even more unhappy when he saw him.

But now Wu Yuanqing is studying under the emperor's order, and he can be regarded as his student, so it is not good to be a teacher and be too careful.

So, Kong Yingda just glared at Wu Yuanqing fiercely and began to teach.

Wu Yuanqing also hurriedly took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, ready to take notes at any time.

The wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. He has been away from the classroom for many years, how can he still listen to this, not to mention that Kong Yingda doesn't know whether it is intentional or to show his profound knowledge, when he lectures, he can be brief, and he can say it at once.

I couldn't get up early in the morning and doze off, but now it's okay, Wu Yuanqing listened to it for more than ten minutes, but he didn't understand much, and he began to feel drowsy in front of his eyes.

Zhu Ziqing once said in his prose that a good sleep is indispensable, and a nap is also unique.

Wu Yuanqing was enjoying the flavor of a nap between half dreaming and half waking up, and vaguely felt that someone had come to him.

"Shaft, get up" a loud shout rang in his ears.

(To be continued.) )