In short, it is how the two of them feel. Thinking about it, the social circle of this national teacher's mansion is not wide, and there are only so many people who know it. If you go to the private sector to find it, it will be time-consuming and laborious.

Pat your head and it's set! Chu Qiong, the little grandfather of the Protector's Mansion, although I heard that this person is a swinger, he is thirteen this year. Both civil and military, but I like to play games. This person can, anyway, he will accompany him first.

And in the past two days, I suddenly used the special calculation skills of this national teacher to calculate something. The successor of this national teacher may be about to appear.

The succession of the national teacher is basically a choice of one. Several elites are trained to choose the most suitable one. And these have to be found... I can't let the position of national teacher of this plane be inherited by no one......

"Host, the task object is directly handed over to the little grandfather, can you rest assured?"

"Hmm." Why don't you feel at ease? The people he gave him to help, did he dare to protect them? If she dares not to help Qingluan, she will naturally have a way to help take revenge. Besides, this little grandfather of this country mansion heard that it is purely self-taught. Rentai Academy wanted to invite him to go, but he never went. This old man couldn't be cruel to him.

It's good to be like this! Help people! What should I do if my child is disobedient and doesn't want to go to school? Help him, pit him, clean him up!

Well, that's right!

666 doesn't have the face to look at the host anymore, it can't take care of it. She can do what she wants, I just hope she doesn't regret it. "Host, let me warn you. Qingluan's resentment value is still more than sixty! ”

"Don't worry, I won't let him do this. The child is still young and ignorant, but he will understand it later. ”

Understand! It doesn't trust its host!

Early the next morning, Feng Mengmeng took Qingluan to pit the little grandfather of the Guogong Mansion. Go to the flower building and let people spread the news that the little grandfather is a crooked. This gossip speed is not covered. Soon everyone in the streets and alleys will know.

Wherever he went, Little Grandpa Chu Qiong felt that someone was staring at him. It's just that when I went to look for the source of the eyes, everyone didn't look like anything. The streets pointed at him, but when he asked what to say, no one said.

My father also personally went to the street to take people to the flower building to arrest people back home. Prepare for confinement!

The only bloodline in the Guogong Mansion is a broken sleeve, and I can't bear it! When Chu Qiong heard this, she couldn't argue! Who does this to him!

Not long after, Feng Mengmeng took Qingluan to the Guogong Mansion. This time it was low-key, and it was replaced by an ordinary carriage that didn't attract attention.

"Master National Teacher!" Hearing the news of the visit of the National Teacher, the National Princesses came out to greet him.

"Where's the little grandfather?"

Feng Meng opened her mouth and asked.

"Inuko, did Inuko do something?" This national teacher looks like he is really a young man. What's this stinky boy doing again? You won't be rude to the national teacher, right? He looked at the face of the national teacher, as if it was nothing. It's just that the face of the child brought by the national teacher is not good-looking.

Could it be that the dead boy was caught by the national teacher? It's still rude to the children of the national teacher. Dead boy! Guogong has the heart to kill the son of the wicked.

"Go and call the obstacle!" The subordinates who went to call people looked at the face of the national teacher. The little grandfather is afraid that he will get into trouble again, and he may be the national teacher. This time, the little grandfather is afraid that he will inevitably be scolded by the national father.

"Wen Luo, don't let Uncle Ben out quickly. I'm going to explain to my father that I haven't done it. Let me out! ”

"Little grandfather, Lord Guogong asked you to come over. The National Teacher is here. "Then the little Si who came to call people returned.

"Master National Teacher? What is he doing here? Could it be that my grievance is even alarmed by the national teacher? Sure enough, I was wronged, and my father will definitely believe me. Let me know which bastard is doing this trick on me, and I'll let him ......"

Seeing the little grandfather like this, Xiao Si silently gave him a piece of wax, the little grandfather didn't know that he had provoked anyone, and he was still sharpening his knives here, and something would definitely happen if he went for a while.

At this time, Grandpa Guo entertained Feng Mengmeng in the hall, and Feng Mengmeng didn't want to waste his precious four sentences. I didn't have an expression all the time, and I sat and drank tea. It's unpredictable about his intentions.

Guogong saw that he couldn't make the national teacher speak in all aspects of chatting, but he felt that Feng Mengmeng was even more unfathomable. It's not easy to do this bad thing for your own kid.

I saw Xiao Si outside the door following a boy in green clothes. The two of them looked decent at this time, but the curiosity and competitiveness in the peach blossom eyes of the boy in Tsing Yi made Feng Mengmeng look twice. Let Qingluan follow him, maybe he can also cultivate a little competitiveness.

This is Chu Qiong, it is really a good-looking image of a graceful and merry boy, no wonder many young ladies and girls can fall under his pomegranate pants in the image. Beautiful, talented and cheeky, yes, it will be very developed in the future! However, I am going to cheat him now.

"This is the dog, Chu Qiong. The National Teacher ......" Guogong introduced.

"Master Kuni." Chu Qiong saluted first, and then turned to his father, "Father, the rumors outside are really fake." I didn't. ”

"I came this time to let Chu Qiong accompany the seventeenth prince to Taixue." Feng Meng Meng opened his mouth coldly.

"Seventeen princes?" Guogong glanced at the child standing next to Feng Mengmeng in surprise. This kid does look a bit extravagant. It's just that he looks really thin. And it has never been heard in so many years. There is also a seventeenth prince in this palace. Where did the Seventeen Princes come from?

Is it really the 17th prince? Why have you never heard of it? It's not just the national government. with Chu Qiong. also began to look at Qingluan.

I'm afraid they're not the only ones. None of the other ministers, or the common people in this imperial city, had heard of the Seventeen Princes.

Could it be that the emperor's micro-service was left by the people? No, the emperor never leaves the palace.

"Master Guoshi, is this really the 17th prince?"

Feng Mengmeng nodded. "He is the son of the current emperor Qingyun, and he has been raised in the cold palace before. I just said hello to the emperor a few days ago and brought it back to the National Master's Mansion to raise. ”

After listening to Feng Mengmeng's words. Guogong and Little Grandpa looked at each other. The incredulous meaning in his eyes has not yet disappeared.

Then the national teacher brought this seventeenth prince to the Guogong Mansion and let his son Chu Qiong. What does it mean to bring it to Taixue?

"What? Don't want to help me look at the dots? Feng Mengmeng asked.

"No, it's not an honor." Lord Guogong hurriedly said.

"Father, I don't want to go to school." The little grandfather whispered.

"Shut up! Look at the things you do day by day. Nothing serious. Since the National Teacher asked me to help accompany the Seventeenth Prince to Taixue class. I think it's just right.

lest you wander into the mess every day. Go to Taixue and meditate. This time it's up to you. ”

As soon as Guogong finished speaking, he saw Chu Qiong's face full of grievances. I didn't do it by myself. I don't know which turtle bastard dared to spread the rumor that he was a good man.

He kept slandering in his heart, the wind was cute, and he stroked the tip of his nose in embarrassment. My nose is itchy and I want to sneeze. At first glance, it was the little cub of the little grandfather who scolded the person who passed on his good male sex in his heart.

"Then thank you, I will send him the day after tomorrow, and invite the little grandfather to join me." After Feng Mengmeng finished speaking, she got up and prepared to leave.

"Don't sit down for a while?"

Feng Mengmeng waved his hand, indicating that he would not sit anymore.

Lu Yuan, who was waiting at the door, saw the two come out, so he got into the carriage and returned to the division's mansion.

"Father, I haven't done it. Besides, I won't be a good man in the future. I don't want money too much school. ”

"If you don't go, if you don't go, even after your mother leaves, you don't have a proper way every day. It's good to go and study this time. The future Guogong of our Guogong Mansion cannot be a person who only knows how to walk birds and play flowers every day. ”

Chu Qiong wanted to say something, but she was scolded by her father. I can't say anything. He had no choice but to give up struggling.

What to do? My father listened to the words of the national teacher so much, why don't you ask the national teacher?

No way! He shouldn't have agreed, is he only going to admit it?

No, I don't think it's right no matter how I think about it. I just spread this kind of rumor that I am so blue, and I know that I can't push men to my side. The National Teacher actually brought a seventeenth prince who looked only eight or nine years old to the Guogong Mansion, and let him go to Taixue with him?

Make! I was tricked by the national teacher. This is definitely a trap set by the National Teacher! It's so vicious! How could he mess with him like this to himself? I'm just a little pitiful! Life is hopeless!

On the way back, Qingluan's little hand pulled the cute clothes. I don't even speak, and I don't know what I'm thinking.

Are you scared? I remember going to school for the first time I was scared.

Qingluan didn't speak or was still the same as usual, but he felt less sticky to Feng Mengmeng.

On the third day, I packed up early in the morning and sent Qingluan to Taixuefu, and I had asked people to greet the emperor and the people from Taixuefu before. It shouldn't be a good idea to go today. It's just that it's always uncomfortable to send your own children to others.

When they arrived at the gate of Taixue Mansion, Guogong and Chu Qiong had already arrived. Guogong's face was happy, but Chu Qiong looked wilted. I don't seem to like Taixue very much.

"Qingluan, say hello to Little Grandpa Chu."

"My name is Qingluan." Qingluan was also unhappy, but his face was not worried.

When Chu Qiong saw this eight or nine-year-old child, she glanced at it with disgust. I used to have a lot of spring enjoyment, but now I am about to fall to the point of helping the national teacher take care of the children. What a tragic word!

Although you are not happy, it is not easy to express it directly, right? When I go back, my father will have to clean himself up.

He barely smiled, "Hello Seventeenth Prince, I'm Chu Qiong, the little grandfather of the Guogong Mansion." He didn't like children at all, and he didn't like this seventeenth prince who came out of nowhere to disturb him. If it weren't for him, would the national teacher be able to pit himself?

"It's ugly." Qingluan also gave him a disgusted look.

In short, it feels like the two of them don't look at each other.

"Then the seventeenth prince will ask the little grandfather to take care of it." Lunch will be prepared by the wind and cute. Give it to Qingluan.

Grandpa Guo gave a good advice to the little grandfather. Then they left.

After going back, Feng Mengmeng felt that it didn't feel right no matter how she thought about it. I always feel that there is something uncomfortable in my body. Living is the image of a longing wanderer.

Finally, when Qingluan came back, his heart was much better.

"How did you study today, what did you learn?" It's really a parental mentality.

"Since you care so much about the object of the task, why do you want him to go to learn too much, can't you teach it yourself?"

Feng Mengmeng doesn't want to pay attention to this broken system anymore, is this because he doesn't want to teach, it's obviously this system that interferes. If it weren't for his setting of only being able to speak five sentences a day. Do you use it yourself?