Zhong Cui Palace's favor is not much, but it is stable. In this flowering harem, it is not easy to be favored, and it is even more difficult to fix a pet. This grace is also the envy of others.

"Lan'er, how is your mother doing?" Concubine Shu asked with a smile, her eyes worried.

"Aunt Xie is worried, and my mother is healthy. In the past few days, she is busy learning chess, piano, calligraphy and painting for her sister and Mr. Xun. You also know that Chen and his brother have been raised by the old lady, and the mother can finally experience the joy of raising a child. ”

"Zhu'er, that little girl, I haven't seen it yet, I have time to bring it into the palace and let her be playmates with Xiaoqing."

"In a few days, the minister will bring Zhu'er to disturb his aunt."

Concubine Shu looked at Meng Guanlan and loved it very much.

As the second son, he does not have a trace of indulgence, and he reads well. She had just learned about the movement in the study, and Lan'er, the child, had the style of the descendants of the Meng family. It's just that her body is a little weaker, otherwise she wants Xiaoqing to marry and kiss her.

After having lunch in Zhongcui Palace, Meng Guanlan asked Concubine Shu to resign.

"Xiaoqing, send my cousin out." Concubine Shu smeared oil on the soles of her feet and explained to the fourth princess who quickly exited the house. The little girl drooped her head, so she had to lead Meng Guanlan out of the door. However, when he left the gate of Zhongcui Palace, Huo Qingchen fled to find a companion to play.

Meng Guanlan was halfway through the line, and a person approached the corner in front of him. The pale cyan coat brought a little coolness in the hot sun, and the person who came was the five princes who had seen it in the morning.

"Guanlan, are you going to leave the palace?" He asked first.

Meng Guanlan nodded.

"I'll send you."

"Fifth prince, no, I know the road, so I won't be troublesome." Meng Guanlan politely refused.

"It's okay."

Huo Yichen said very little, his temperament was cold, indifferent and low-key, as if he was rejecting people thousands of miles away. Among the seven brothers, only the fourth and sixth are closer to him, also because of their similar age.

Huo Yichen broke the silence:

"Did you come to the study of your own free will?"

I have to say that this man's words hit his heart.

"Yes" Meng Guanlan replied calmly, but also a little carelessly, after he finished answering, he lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

The saint didn't say hello, so he pulled him into the upper study, but he didn't want to do it in his heart. Even though his father had repeatedly stressed that this was the glory of the family, his mentality did not change much.

Companion reading is the first invisible asset that the princes receive, and it is the best shortcut to win over the courtiers' families. Correspondingly, the companions were also divided into factions, consciously or unconsciously.

In the palace, except for the second prince, who is over fifteen years old and has the right to participate in politics in the previous dynasty, the rest of the princes are still young and are still studying in the study. The battle for storage space is far from over. The saint knew this, but dragged the Meng family in, and the political considerations contained in it are thought-provoking. The Meng clan had close ties with the royal family and was absolutely obedient to the emperor's secret decree. Such pure ministers are often the reserve forces left by the king to the crown prince. So this action of the saint is the default position of the crown prince of the six princes?

Meng Guanlan felt a little strange. Using the matter of companion reading to push the six princes and the Meng family to the bright side is the most abnormal place. With the help of the Meng family, the six princes have become a thorn in the side of the other princes. Is this "protection" or "killing"? What is worrying is that the Meng family has been forced to enter the battle for the prince in advance.

The fifth prince felt his low pressure and reached out to press his shoulder. The two of them remained silent for a long time, strolling quietly along the long path.

Soon to the palace gate,

"The fifth prince, please go back, see you tomorrow." After Meng Guanlan finished speaking, he took Qianying's arm and got into the carriage.

Huo Yichen stood in the palace gate, watching the carriage moving slowly outside the palace until it disappeared. As a prince, he has been in the game since he was born. Sooner or later, there will be a fight, he knows.

Meng Guanlan leaned against the wall of the car, his fingers rubbing his temples. Finally out of the palace, the place in the palace that eats people and doesn't spit out bones, staying for a second more is torture.

As soon as I got out of the carriage, I saw Xiao Zhulu waiting in front of the door.

Meng Guanlan stepped forward in two steps in three steps, didn't say anything, stroked a handful of his little sister's hair, and his mood suddenly improved a lot. Meng Zhulu, who was being masturbated, was unhappy and slapped her brother's hand with one hand. Her short little hand stretched out to reach the top of his hair, but despite the height limit, she has been lawless.

Meng Guanlan looked at her with interest, and thought: My sister's candy is so sweet, no wonder there are ten brothers and nine sisters in this world.

"Meng Guanlan! Don't bully your sister! Mrs. Meng came out of the mansion with a group of servants.

Okay, here comes the calf guard. came a younger sister, Meng Guanlan's family status was downgraded by one level, and Meng Guanlan smiled dumbly.

The next day, Meng Guanlan met an acquaintance in the upper study, Ji Yushi, the son of Zuodu Yushi.

The teenagers have known each other since childhood, and they have formed an indissoluble friendship since they were children. Ji Yu is his most ironclad friend outside the palace all these years. The two of them are literate and martial, and they have also made some names in the circle of the second generation of officials in Beijing. Meng Ji's two families live next to each other and have a lot of friendship, but whenever they go out to play, Ji Yu will inevitably inform Meng Guanlan and invite him to go with him.

"Alan, hey, we're together again this time." Ji Yu's skill that had practiced the golden gun was hammered heavily on his shoulder, and Meng Guanlan, who was in Wenshu, was caught off guard, his left shoulder collapsed, in stark contrast to the right side, his throat couldn't help coughing, and his face showed an abnormal blue and white.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Guanlan, I forgot that you're not in good health"

"I said, why didn't I see you yesterday?"

"It's not like I had a fight with the kid from the Hussar General's Mansion a few days ago, and I was on my face, so I called myself sick and took leave."

Since Ji Yu was three years old, he followed his father to inspect the tiger cavalry guards, and saw the commander play a set of golden guns, and he was fascinated, and since then he has embarked on the road of aspiring to learn martial arts.

"Ah Yu, it's better for you to be more restrained in your temperament."

"Ah Lan, how did you become the same as the old man, if I am more restrained, then am I still me?" Ji Yu's eyes flashed with a sly light.

"We're here for your good." Meng Guanlan was helpless.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was confused by Ji Yu's sentence "I know".

Today's study of strategy is Xu Fuzi's class. Xu Lao always guards the last second, and he is more than a missed moment of walking.

As soon as he stepped into the classroom, it meant that the class had begun. Ji Yu also returned to his seat.

"Cousin, what were you talking about with Meng Shiyu just now?" Huo Xichen, the seventh prince, asked with his head sideways.

Ji Yu frowned slightly, and then replied, "It's nothing, just a few jokes." ”

"You guys have a good relationship."

"Friends who grew up naturally have some affection."

Huo Xichen listened to his words, and his interest increased instead of decreasing.