As for the so-called "fifteen government officials, twenty dynasty doctors", this must also be the unrealistic dream of the Huaichun girl, that is, to win the champion, but also the seven-grade Hanlin, there is still a very long way to go from the five grades that can be awarded to the doctor. But someone Ding rescued the emperor from the enemy, and he was a real nineteen-year-old court doctor! "He is white and white, and he has a beard" Wan Zhen'er saw with her own eyes at this time, and it also corresponded; As for "sitting in the middle of the number of cadres, all say that the husband and son-in-law are different", it is needless to say, who else will praise Ding Yi's excellence? Famous in the world, Ding Rong City!

This was the man of her dreams, and there was a certain fanatical look in her eyes, which grew more and more intense, like fire, and was about to set herself on fire. When Ding Yi approached with a smile, helped her up again, and sat her down, the strong male breath made her ears red.

She originally had a word to tell Ding Yi, but at this moment, she was so nervous that she didn't know how to speak, she could only sigh incessantly, many subtle things, in her eyes, have become different, for example, Ding Yi helped her up, and did not pay attention to men and women like people in this era, and the steady and powerful hand easily helped her up, which made her sigh more and more "Only the true character of the great hero"! is a big hero like Ding Rongcheng, so he will not pretend to make those red tape and trivial etiquette, nor will he take advantage of others like a disciple......

"You want to see me, do you need any help?" Ding Yi smiled and asked her softly, Wan Zhen'er's aesthetics in this era are not very compatible, the standard of women in this era should be tactful and weak, but for Ding Yi, it feels like a beauty, and men will always have more or less patience for women who are not too ugly.

Wan Zhen'er's face was flushed, but she couldn't speak for a while. His hands pressed on the handrails, and tears flowed down his face.

Zhang Mao, who was sitting on the side, looked at it and exclaimed, "Lao Wan! What's wrong with you? I usually see your very tough body, why do you cry? Heat stroke? Or do you want to change your clothes in a hurry? It's all right, is it? Taking you out of Grandpa Miyamoto can take a great risk, don't die outside the palace! ”

Wan Zhen'er heard Zhang Mao say this, and became more and more embarrassed, and even more stammered, but Ding Yi reprimanded Zhang Mao and said, "Nonsense, rude? But he took a handkerchief and helped Wan Zhen'er wipe away her tears. Put the handkerchief in her palm and say to her kindly, "Don't worry, if you have time, you might as well sit down first." Drink some tea and I'll finish the paperwork. I'll talk to you again. Luckily? ”

She nodded vigorously, her eyes full of happiness.

Ding Yi was actually very surprised by this kind of scene, this girl's demeanor, Ding is no stranger to someone, and there is a special noun about thousands of years later. It's called: brain-dead powder. That is, no matter what idols do, they can realize greatness from it, and they are willing to go along with and support them without principles and bottom lines.

But he never imagined that he would have such an admirer.

Jianghu Hao admires his skills and reputation; Officials respected his merits and titles; He is a disciple of his disciples. Chen San, Hu Shan, and even Zhang Mao, in essence, whether they were brainwashed or instigated, they were all because of their ideals and trust in Ding Yi, and because Ding Yi gave them everything that was difficult to get, such as Du Ziteng and Chen San, if it weren't for Ding Yi, they would not be able to read and read for the rest of their lives, let alone join Jinyiwei, and now they are mixed with official titles; For example, Zhang Mao, he felt recognized and responsible here with Ding Yi, which gave him a look forward to his future...... That's why they worship Ding.

But Wan Zhen'er, this is basically a person from the two worlds, no matter how good Ding's skills are, how high his official position is, and how great his merits are, to her in the deep palace, it is completely irrelevant. This is really an out-and-out brain-dead fan, Ding Yi feels a lot of pressure.

And dark.

It seemed that in this state, his mind was also highly excited, and soon he listed the subsection of the industrial yellow explosives production process on the desk in a short time.

When he raised his head, he was greeted by Wan Zhen'er's burning eyes.

Before Ding could speak, he heard Wan Zhen'er bow down again: "Duke Jin!" Zhen'er is willing to serve the princess, no matter charging into battle, stacking quilts to make beds, holding whips and falling kicks, at the expense of his body! Wan Wanggong took pity on the fool of the slave and took ......"

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Mao jumped up, and the halberd pointed at her and shouted, "Lao Wan, you are so cunning!" It's not going to happen! You definitely can't just escape from the palace and not go back, you reported diarrhea before you took the prince to the queen mother, and you have to pick up the prince in a while! You can't hurt Grandpa Ben! ”

Wan Zhen'er didn't care about it, but she was about to kowtow again, Ding helped her up with both arms, and said to her: "It's good to talk about it, don't be so surprised." He helped her to sit down in a chair, but shook his head at Zhang Mao, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Zhang Mao was originally a small ghost, and he withered all of a sudden, because he understood what Ding Yi meant: Why did you get such a person? People have all got it, what's the use of you shouting here now? But Zhang Mao really didn't expect Wan Zhen'er to come out like this suddenly, after all, he was just a ten-year-old child.

"You want to join me? Although there are female students in the academy, I have never accepted female disciples, so I am not completely sure that I will teach you well. Besides, Ding's knowledge is also very shallow, I'm afraid it will mistake you. Ding Yi didn't refuse immediately, although he had 10,000 grass and mud horses running over in his heart: Wan Zhen'er, are you going to make a bed for Zhu Jian's deep quilt and pedal with a whip in the future?

"I beg mercy from the public, Zhen'er will not regret it!" She is extremely resolute, and it seems that she is not much worse than the brain-dead fans who sold their bodies in exchange for an idol concert ticket in later generations. What's more, in this era, the status of celebrities is extremely low, but the status of scholars is the highest.

Ding nodded, although he didn't expect that when Wan Zhen'er was in power, he would be able to share something, but don't be blunt and refuse to drive people away and make enemies, right? So he thought about it, and said to Wan Zhen'er: "It's rare that you have this heart to learn, you have no class to teach, and it's okay to accept you, but if you want to join me, you have to pass some tests, are you willing?" ”

"Zhen'er is willing!" She replied excitedly.

Ding Yi said to Zhang Mao: "You go outside and watch, don't frolic." ”

Zhang Mao knew that someone said this, it was not a joke, he also knew the severity, the female official in the palace secretly went out of the palace, if the matter was broken, it was really only to kill Wan Zhen'er, and then push everything to her who died. This is Zhang Mao's thinking, when it will implicate himself, for a palace maid like Wan Zhen'er, he will not consider human life at all. But after all, he always doesn't like to kill, so he also hopes that nothing will happen, so he immediately went out of the study to guard outside according to Ding Yi's words.

"Have you ever practiced kung fu?"

"Yes, Zhen'er entered the palace at the age of four, and was led by the old woman in the palace at night and awarded kung fu until the old woman finally went seven years ago. Jin Gong, the slave really didn't know her name and surname, and she was not allowed to call her master. Wan Zhen'er replied honestly, but her heart was even more agitated, only to feel that she was really capable of everything, she didn't open her mouth, she didn't do anything, but Ding Yi knew that she had practiced kung fu, and she was really famous.

At this moment, Ding Yi suddenly punched out, which frightened Wan Zhen'er, and the fist stopped in front of her nose, no more than a thin piece of paper. Ding Yi slowly withdrew his fist and said to her, "Come again." Wan Zhen'er took half a step back, pulled away from the fight, and Ding Yi still punched out, still stopping in front of the tip of her nose, still a paper-thick distance.

"The reaction is too slow, and the footwork is not good." Ding Yi shook his head and said this, and then showed her a few basic footwork techniques of fighting in later generations, and asked her, "Can you remember?" She has a very good memory in this regard, and after only watching it once, she can already do seventy-seven eighty-eight, and Ding Yi demonstrated it again, teaching her to memorize it and practice more on weekdays.

Then Ding Yi beckoned Zhang Mao to come over, but said to him: "You teach Zhen'er arithmetic." During the year, if she can't do the problem of chickens and ducks in the same cage, you can go to your wife and help her keep accounts; Zhen'er, you also have to study hard, after a year, you will be tested as a teacher, if you pass, then you will be apprenticed. ”

Wan Zhen'er was so dazzled that she didn't expect that she originally wanted to be Ding Yi's concubine, how to toss her into a student, and learn this and that; For brain-dead fans, what the idol said is correct, and the idol is willing to take care of her, which is already a great happiness.

Zhang Mao had great eyesight, and saw that Wan Zhen'er was lame by Ding Yi, so he proposed to go back to the palace quickly.

Ding Yi also said solemnly to Wan Zhen'er: "A daughter, Zhen'er is entrusted by Ding's stepmother to take care of the prince, so she must protect the prince's well, and don't teach others to harm him, it is reasonable." This can be regarded as contributing to Ding. Wan Zhen'er nodded vigorously.

Zhang Mao led her there, but after a few steps, she said a few words to Zhang Mao, who stood in place and helplessly stretched out his hand to Ding, which was a move he learned from Ding, indicating that he was also helpless.

saw Wan Zhen'er running back, and when she came to De Dingyi, she lowered her head and blushed with a twist.

Ding Yihao asked softly, "Is there anything else?" Just say it. ”

She hesitated and asked, "Duke Jin, do you have a reluctant invitation from the slave......

"If you want, just call Mr. Zhang Mao." Ding Yi said to her with a smile.

Wan Zhen'er responded with an "um", but her face was so red that she was about to drip blood, she grabbed the corners of her clothes, hesitated for a while, and finally spoke: "Sir, can you hug Zhen'er?" (To be continued......)

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