Fengliu, who was squatting on the mulberry tree outside the Weiwei Dust Courtyard, and the demeanor who was reading the account book in Mingyueju, both of them sneezed a big sneeze at this time, both of them frowned lightly, Merry only rubbed his nose and replaced it with another mulberry tree, but Fengrou got up and closed the window of the study.

Feng Yue didn't realize it at first, but looking at the corners of Yan Zenyi's eyes that twitched from time to time, and only twitched upwards, she listened quietly, and sure enough, she caught a man on his head breathing more and more rapidly.

I couldn't help but comprehend, and said with a smile, "I don't know how many beauties I want to see all day long, maybe people don't look down on me at all." But the wind is not very good, but it is not much bigger than me, if you are willing to be good to me, it will definitely be stronger than that piece of wood! In that case, I'll give up the piece of wood! Master, wait a little bit for me, I'm going to use this broken jade pendant to smash the window of the wind bones, and then we'll go home! ”

Yan Zenyi almost burst out laughing, and held back his laughter for a long time before swallowing it back. smashed people's windows with stapled croons, and only her family Fengyue thought of it, hahaha, it's so cute.

She listened intently, and sure enough, the sound of her clothes rubbing against her clothes quickly faded away. Yan Zenyi smiled, thinking that this Fengyue might not come out for a while.

Yan Zenyi stood up and patted the ash on his buttocks, deciding not to wait, otherwise he would miss the afternoon training for a while. There are no fixed servants in Shi'an Temple, so naturally no one can pass the word to Fengyue for himself.

However, thinking that Fengyue couldn't see himself when she came out, she must have known that she had returned first, so she no longer hesitated, and walked directly to the palace gate.

Today, the head of the Yanjiao will teach new things about Zen clothes and Yun Xuanji, although after the head of the Yanjiao said this last time, he only gave the two of them two big sandbags. But listening to Yun Tianji's talk about the process of his training in the barracks, today's Yanjiao head will definitely not use sandbags to prevaricate them.

Thinking like this, Yan Zenyi's pace sped up a little, and he also had a longing and expectation for the afternoon training.

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and that's probably it. Yan Zenyi and Yun Xuanji were wearing training shorts at this time, and looked at Yan Jiao's head blankly.

Today, instead of giving each of them two sandbags, the head of the Yanjiao brought out two baskets of sandbags and a plate of flour.

Yan Zenyi and Yun Xuanji looked at the two baskets of sandbags, and they were a little dumbfounded. Looking at the group of pro-soldiers who always laughed at them on weekdays, and the treacherous smiles on their faces, the two of them only felt their scalps tingle.

The sandbags in the basket were not the big sandbags they used to run with weights, but small ones. Yan Zenyi picked one up and turned it in his hand, each of which was about a catty.

"Starting today, these royal soldiers will throw you with sandbags dipped in flour, and the scope of your activities is in this circle." As he spoke, he drew a circle with lime powder about three meters in diameter at the feet of the two of them.

After finishing the painting, he seemed to think that he had drawn really well, and nodded again, "When the traces of flour on your body are less than five one day, we will start to learn new things." ”

Yan Zenyi didn't expect that it would be such a training method, and he only felt in his heart, isn't this just a sandbag throwing game played by primary school students? What's so hard about that? Moreover, these two baskets of sandbags should add up to no more than 300, as long as you are careful, you may be able to learn something new tomorrow.

What Yan Zenyi didn't expect was that the sandbag throwing game was a game of one person throwing and one person hiding. And their sandbag throwing game is that thirty pro-soldiers throw it together, and she and Yun Xuanji are two people to hide.

Before Yan Chanyi and Yun Xuanji could react, they heard the first order of Yanjiao to start, and Yan Zenyi saw a sandbag rain coming to his face.

At first, the dodge of the two was quite smooth, as if the weight-bearing laps of the past few days had made their bodies feel a lot lighter. But the sandbags were thrown in an orderly manner, and although there were only about one sandbag for about a catty, but with the internal strength of these pro-soldiers, Yan Zenyi only felt that he was about to be broken by these sandbags like a hammer.

There was a dull pain everywhere it was hit, and there was a choking of flying flour, so the speed of dodging slowed down, and then the more times it was thrown, the fewer sandbags were dodged.

Yan Chanyi gritted his teeth and persisted for a while, looking at the sandbags left in the basket, Yan Chanyi could only hold his head and shrink to the ground. Seeing this, Yun Xuanji beside him no longer dodged, and went straight in front of the squatting Yan Zen clothes, and opened his arms to protect the Yan Zen clothes on the ground.

The sandbag rain lasted for two incense sticks before it ended, and Yan Zenyi raised his head to see Yun Xuanji blocking in front of him, there was almost no place on his body that had not been smashed by sandbags, and even his hair bun had turned white.

Yan Chanyi stood up a little angrily, looked at the head of Yan Jiao who was smug behind his own soldiers, and rushed straight over.

"Thirty people bullied the two of us, is this how the head of speech and education trains his own soldiers?" Yan Chanyi glanced back at Yun Xuanji again, and Yun Xuanji was already sitting on the ground limply.

"Is this bullying? Little doll, that's how every soldier here has come. Yanjiaotou didn't expect this little doll to dare to argue with himself, but he couldn't lose face in front of his own soldiers.

"That's how every pro-soldier comes? Littered sandbags by thirty people with internal force? Yan Zenyi didn't believe a word in the words of this head of the teaching.

Originally, she didn't think that it had anything to do with training them, but after this sandbag rain, she didn't think it had anything to do with training them, it was just these people venting their desires. She looked coldly at the bluffing head of speech and dissatisfied, "Why don't you show me how to show me and see if you can avoid these sandbags?" ”

Yan Jiaotou glanced at Yan Zen Yi very contemptuously, and snorted lightly, "Demonstration is demonstration, if I dodge?" What about you? ”

"What's going on?" Yan Duhuan usually comes to this school every few days to inspect the martial arts of the soldiers, and then give one or two pointers, because Yan Zenyi is participating in training here, I am afraid that I can't bear to watch my daughter being tortured, so I hid for a few days and didn't come.

However, although they all live in the palace, they haven't seen their baby daughter for a few days, so I am really a little worried, so I want to come over to see how my daughter is training.

Who knew that as soon as he entered the school field, he saw this scene, and the fire rubbed up in an instant, but he didn't take a shot to teach this head a lesson. He obviously told the head of Yanjiao to let him take good care of these two children, and this would be a body of flour slumped on the ground, looking like he had been injured internally, and his other precious daughter was also looking at him pitifully, and his heart was about to explode!

Looking at the sandbag flour in this place, Yan Duhuan naturally knew what was going on. This is a pro-soldier assessment item at the end of each month, why is it now used on two children?

When the head of Yanjiao saw that the general was coming, he wanted to invite a merit, after all, he followed the general's wishes and "took care" of the two stinky boys.

But seeing the general's distressed face, he suddenly felt a "grunt", could it be that he was wrong? The care that the general said was not the care he understood?

"General Hui, my subordinates are preliminarily assessing the resilience of these two people." Yanjiao replied stubbornly, now it is difficult to ride a tiger, and I only hope that these two little ancestors will not dismantle themselves.

"Preliminary assessment? How many days have the two of them been here, so they use this set of assessments? Seeing his daughter's aggrieved appearance, he was already trying his best to suppress his anger, but this head of the speech and education still looked unrepentant, which really added fuel to his fire.

Yanjiaotou heard the general's anger, and he was a little frightened and a little weak-hearted, so he had to maintain his pretentious appearance and did not dare to raise his head.

Yan Duhuan watched her daughter pitifully help Yun Xuanji, who was still sitting on the ground, but she was powerless and sat on the ground, and suddenly her heart trembled, and she couldn't care about her words, so she walked over and pulled the two people on the ground up and said, "Yan Ling, stay and run twenty laps and then pack up these sandbags, and the others will disband." ”

After speaking, he grabbed a thin body with one hand, and walked outside the school without looking back. The rest of the soldiers looked at each other for a long time, and finally dispersed quietly.

Yan Zenyi was personally carried back to the yard by Yan Duhuan, and when the strip of cloth wrapped around his wrist was opened, Yan Duhuan looked at the bruises on his daughter's white arms, and said with some self-reproach, "I'm sorry, Zen." ”

Yan Zenyi pursed his lips, and tears fell down his eyes.

Just being held by her father all the way, she quietly leaned on her father's arms, and the unprecedented sense of security really overwhelmed her like a tide. The feeling of being cared for, the feeling of being held in the palm of her hand, the feeling of being spoiled for no reason, she only feels so happy.

Her tears were no longer because of grievances, but even more grievances because someone protected them.

"Zen, stop crying." Yan Duhuan nervously stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears that slipped on Yan Chanyi's face, and the thick calluses rubbed Yan Zenyi's fair and immature face, but Yan Zenyi cried even more fiercely.

Yan Wanhuan didn't know how to stop her daughter's tears, looked at the faces of her daughter and Mrs. who were eight points similar, and only said dotingly, "Zen'er will teach you in the future, Daddy will teach you, we won't go to the school, and when Daddy teaches Zen well, Zen'er will personally beat the first Yanjiao to get angry, okay?" ”

"Is Daddy's telling the truth?" Yan Zenyi quickly stopped crying when she heard this, and it was not in vain that she could learn martial arts directly from her father today.

Thinking of Yun Xuanji, who was struggling to block him today, he quickly sobbed a few times before saying, "That Yun Gongzi blocked the sandbag for his daughter for a while today, I am learning martial arts with my father, can I take him with me?" ”

"Of course it's true, you can bring it if you want." Yan Duhuan has been relieved a lot since he heard that kid is willing to join the family, after all, what should I do if my daughter in the palm of my hand is bullied when she marries?