Yuan Jing, the crown prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty, because his father is not in pain and has no mother, he is really not welcome. At the age of twelve, when he was punished to go to the Taimiao Temple to face the wall, no one was willing to accompany him.

At that time, the two brothers of the Lin family were still half-grown children, and they had not yet become the companions and guards of His Royal Highness the Prince. So poor Yuan Jing could only kneel alone in front of the ancestral tablet and concentrate on copying the ancestral teachings.

If you want to talk about the reason why he was punished, it is unheard of and very fresh. Two hundred years since the founding of the country, Daxuan has rejuvenated the country with martial arts, and for the first time, I saw that a dignified prince could fall off a horse that was being led!

Emperor Wu was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot, and directly punished Yuanjing to the wall of the Taimiao, and he was not allowed to come back without copying the ancestral teachings a hundred times.

At that time, Yuan Jing was happy to be idle, and he was copying the book, and suddenly he was slashed down by a rolling thunder across the Golden Temple of Taimiao.

The palace people of Taimiao were startled, but they didn't think much about it, until they went to deliver the meal, and they found that the prince had fallen to the ground for a long time.

"What did you do to be struck by lightning?" Ming Ruonan slapped the table with a smile, and Yuan Jing glanced at her.

"Listen to me."

"Oh."

The imperial doctor took turns to diagnose for several days and nights, but the prince did not open his eyes. Just as everyone was about to give up, the prince, who was almost chopped into black charcoal, finally shouted "uncle" in a sand voice.

This time, there was no danger, which made a group of people who were looking forward to the prince's life cry out for disappointment.

When only the two uncles and nephews were left, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince took out something from his arms in a daze.

"Is this a pen?" Uncle Ling Guo held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, no matter how he looked at it, he felt incredible, "How many times have you wiped this body, why hasn't anyone found out?" ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the two uncles and nephews stared at each other: "Shenwu? ”

This ordinary brush is Shenwu, and it is a very chicken Shenwu. Yuan Jing studied it for a whole year, but he still couldn't see any difference between it and ordinary brushes. But the texture of the hair is good, so Yuan Jing simply used it as an ordinary pen. Until one day, he was bored to write with this so-called "Shenwu", and when the word "mouth" was written, Yuan Jing was lazy and drew a circle.

When he landed, the golden light was shining, and the book case was leaked...... The inkstone pen holder crackled and fell to the ground. When he rubbed his eyes and looked at it again, the case was completely intact, not even a little seam.

"Wait, so your broken pen can only go through walls?" Ming Ruonan felt ridiculous.

Yuan Jing shook the ordinary pen in his hand, and shook his head helplessly: "Can you still sort it out......"

"What?"

Yuan Jing was helpless, and at first he only thought that this could only make a hole in the impermeable object, and then returned to its original state. However, after a few days, he realized that the hole was not just open, but could only be used once a day. And drawing one circle can pass through the wall, and drawing two circles can clean up things......

Ming Ruonan slapped the table with a smile: "What kind of broken martial arts are you, no wonder you never look out." ”

"Don't underestimate this tidying house, for example, the thousand machine ropes just now, I drew two circles to untie it."

"I'm afraid you're not kidding me!"

"See for yourself."

Ming Ruonan looked at the thousands of ropes on the ground again, and sure enough, several thousands of ropes were all rolled into a ball and stacked neatly together.

"What a!"

Yuan Jing held his forehead and felt very ashamed. He drew two circles in the air, and gathered all the melon seed shells on the table into a small hill......

Ming Ruonan looked at Yuan Jing's set of actions, and laughed directly.

"No wonder you never mention that you have divine martial arts, hahaha."

"Enough of the lady's laughter?"

Ming Ruonan wiped the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and still wanted to laugh...... patted Yuan Jing's shoulder and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, it's fine, it's good at home!" Before she could finish speaking, she was directly picked up.

"Enough laughing to sleep!"

When Ming Ruonan was thrown on the bed, she was still smiling and slapping the bed, and it wasn't until the bed curtain was put down that she realized that something was wrong.

"Huh...... That one...... Yuan Jing, if you have something to say, you can say it. ”

"Oh."

Ming Ruonan realized at this moment that Yuan Jing's good talk and his own good talk didn't seem to be an exchange.

Early the next morning, Yuan Jing listened to Linz's third urging outside the door, and realized why the ancients had poems: "The spring night is bitter and short, and the day is high, and the king will not be early from now on." ”

Ming Ruonan asked angrily, "What time is it?" ”

Yuan Jing dropped a kiss between her hair, and her tone was full of doting: "It's still early, you can sleep for a while." ”

He said that he got up and entered the palace, and Ming Ruonan didn't get up until three poles in the sun. Stuffing something into his mouth in a daze, he saw Lu Beibei holding a pigeon and coming over with a sad face.

"Young Master...... Which of the two things do you want to listen to first? ”

"Isn't that a good thing?"

Lu Beibei's little face wrinkled, thought about it and nodded: "Sort of, a bad news, I can't tell if it's good or bad." ”

Ming Ruonan waved his hand and asked him to say don't sell it.

"There is news from the southwest, two things, the bad news is that Xin'an County is too guarded."

"Hmph, this old horseman, it's really him!"

"What's not good or bad?"

General Zhou...... To the ......"

It was not only Ming Ruonan who received the news, but a few days later, Zhou Wenbai's disarming excerpt was also handed to the capital.

"Disarmament and repatriation...... Only these four words...... "Emperor Wu sighed again and again in the early court, "Look at the piles you have done, one by one, it hurts the hearts of the old ministers!" ”

All the ministers bowed their heads and were silent, no matter which camp they were in, they all admired the old Marquis Zhou from the bottom of their hearts.

On Zhou Wenbai's fold, in addition to asking His Majesty for peace, there is only the sentence "Your Majesty allows the ministers to disarm and return to the field", and there is no arrogance of "Lao Ji is determined to be thousands of miles away".

"How many people can accept the border, and how many people can die for the country?"

Emperor Wu lost his temper at the court meeting, and the officials present scolded him bloodily, and they were not farts.

And it is precisely those who cause trouble, and when His Majesty is angry, he has to mention the matter of Yuanjing's title......

So that day, Ming Ruonan was training his apprentices at home, and someone sent a plaque, with three big characters on it, "Yuwangfu", and the paint had not yet dried.

Ming Ruonan looked at the palace people who sent the plaque and wondered: "Sent it wrong?" ”

"Congratulations to the princess, congratulations to the princess!"

Ming Ruonan pointed to his nose, and then pointed to the word King Yu, and asked, "Could it be that I am Princess Yu?" ”

The palace people hung up the plaque and congratulated them a few times, and Ming Ruonan gave the reward money before they shut up and left.

"Okay, what about the mansion when the king is crowned?" Recently, the young master of Ming, who wanted to open a branch of Lianxianglou, was very poor and sour, and watched Huaqing Academy turn into a royal mansion, and he was so angry that his forehead was bruised.

"Beibei, what do you mean by this word?"

Lu Beibei didn't dare to say it...... He looked at the word King Yu and cried and laughed.

Seeing that Lu Beibei didn't answer, Ming Ruonan simply said to himself: "Does this reputation represent reputation?" I'm a female devil, and he's a waste prince...... No matter how you look at this title, it looks like a sarcasm......"

The fruit and hemp balls also came out with melon seeds to watch the excitement.

"Tut-tut, the paint hasn't dried, princess, you see, it's all on the bar, what is this? Transcription of the Jade Mansion? ”

"You two changed your words very quickly, huh?"

The two girls leaned back and fell back with a smile, and Ma Tuan suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "By the way, young master, we still have a lot of letters stolen from the privy envoy at home, are you going to throw them away?" ”

Ming Ruonan looked at the plaque and was worried, and patted Lu Beibeidao: "Go and see if it's useful, if not, give it all to Your Majesty to burn firewood." ”