Seeing Yang Yishu's face sneering, looking like he had been thundered, Qi Changrong didn't care about watching the play, and coughed and said: "Today's official school is Taifu's class, why did Taifu come to the East Palace?" ”

Ji Fang led the people to serve and poured them a cup of tea.

Yang Yishu took a sip of the teacup in his hand, and there was a thick worry in his eyes: "His Royal Highness's injury yesterday is really thrilling, and the minister is worried, so I came to see how His Highness recovered." ”

He said it so earnestly that he deceived almost everyone's eyes.

Qi Changrong couldn't help sneering in his heart, the reason why Yang Yishu's current attitude is so easy to get along with is that he is still in a style that focuses on her.

But no one knows better than her that once she loses power, Yang Yishu will be the first to betray him.

It is difficult for such people to send charcoal in the snow, and it is easy to add icing on the cake.

The expression on Qi Changrong's face became more and more cold, making people feel unfathomable: "I am tired of Taifu's worries, there is no major incident now, and his body is recovering, so Taifu should focus more on official studies." ”

Listening to the alienation revealed in Chang Rong's words at the beginning, Yang Yishu's face turned pale, and then he put the teacup back on the table with a kind flow, and said with a smile: "What Your Highness said is that it is not too early now, so the minister will retreat first." ”

Qi Changrong let out a 'hmm' and did not stay.

Jun Chen watched him out of the gate of the East Palace, directly snatched the teapot in Ji Fang's hand, drank the tea in it at the spout of the teapot, and smashed his mouth at the end, commenting: "The heart with a slightly astringent taste, the kung fu of making tea is not yet home." ”

Ji Fang leaned over and kowtowed, and hurriedly said, "The slave will continue to work hard." ”

Junchen waved his hand, indicating that he didn't take it to heart.

"Why did you say that Mrs. Yang suddenly came to the East Palace?"

Qi Changrong elegantly straightened his folded sleeves, and his eyes were calm: "Xu came to see the general." ”

Junchen was curious: "See what I do?" ”

"I'm curious how you didn't summon Lone, and came to declare your sovereignty."

It is said that Mrs. Yang has a great face in the East Palace, but this time Jun Chen sacrificed his life to save him and made a great contribution, which has faintly shaken his 'unique' position, of course he wants to come and take a look.

"In this way, in the future, I will have to wait for His Highness to summon me before I can enter the East Palace, otherwise I will be tongue-in-cheek and cause trouble."

Qi Changrong glanced at him strangely: "How can you compare with others, you are my savior, which onion are they?" ”

Junchen: "......"

It's too deep into the play.

The life-saving benefactor can't get over it.

The royal riding training ground, the foal, the arrow field, and the juju are a lot, which is a training place for the children of the royal family, but it is a pity that the heirs of the royal family of the Qi family withered, except for a few princesses, there are no other members of the royal family.

When Qi Changrong walked in with Junchen, there was a lot of frolicking and low cheers inside, and it looked so lively.

She wrapped her cloak tightly, put her hands or fists to her mouth and coughed softly, her face slightly pale.

Listening to her suppressed cough, Jun Chen glanced at her and said in disgust, "Why did Your Highness bring me here?" ”

The Royal Riding Ground is like a child's house for him, and he would rather go back to the battlefield and squander his time without any challenge.

That's the real training ground for him.

"Does the general know that Jiang Taishi has a son?"

Jun Chen thoughtfully: "I have heard, I heard that Taishi Jiang protected him very well, and he never showed him in front of others. ”

Decades ago, Jiang Bowen married a woman from the Yihu tribe, who later died in childbirth, leaving only an infant baby.

For so many years, Jiang Bowen has not seen another wife, but has devoted himself to cultivating his son.

"The general doesn't know that Taishi Jiang dotes on his children very much, and when he is alone, this royal cavalry training ground has almost become his world."

Jun Chen slowly glanced at the eighteen weapons placed around the training ground: "What does Your Highness mean?" ”

Qi Changrong walked over and took the lightest sharp weapon, and said with a smile: "The son of the Jiang family has been yearning for the barracks life since he was fifteen years old, and he admires the general the most for men like the general who defends the family and the country. ”

"This knife is too sharp, Your Highness is careful to hurt yourself." Jun Chen threw the sharp weapon in his hand back, and with a clang, the sword body was firmly inserted into the scabbard.

Qi Changrong shrugged his shoulders and didn't care much about his almost offensive actions: "Jiang Gongzi has been shouting that he wants to join the army to fight since he was fifteen years old, but unfortunately he was suppressed by Jiang Taishi with violent methods. ”

"I understand what Your Highness means."

Junchen said calmly: "Your Highness wants me to disagree with Jiang Taishi, he is not willing to let Jiang Gongzi join the army, my task is to re-provoke Jiang Gongzi's enthusiasm for joining the army." ”

even help a few points when necessary, so that Jiang Gongzi alone can give Jiang Bowen a headache.

"Only by letting Jiang Gongzi enter your monarch's gate can you ensure the stability of your monarch's family and soldiers for a while."

Qi Changrong took a step forward, did not hide it, and said bluntly: "Jiang Taishi's ambition is expanding day by day, and one day he will be uneasy, no matter what the court is in trouble, the military camp must not be chaotic." ”

Jun Chen followed behind her silently, without saying a word.

Qi Chang kept his mouth shut, and as soon as she finished speaking, the chaotic quarrel in the riding training ground became more and more obvious.

"Thirteen, as far as your archery skills are concerned, I am afraid that even if I erect a monument in front of you, you may not be able to shoot an arrow."

"Yes, instead of being embarrassed here, it's better to go back to your own palace and hide and practice for a few more years."

In a burst of laughter, Qi Ziruo's face turned red with shame, and he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself.

In the malicious ridicule of those people, she couldn't help but raise her head and whispered to defend herself: "I don't want to compare, it's the ...... you forced me to make."

However, her voice was too small, as thin as a cat's meow, and it had just overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and was covered by another burst of laughter.

Just when she didn't know where to put her cramped hands and feet, a man's hand slowly pressed her head and stroked her twice comfortingly.

Immediately, she heard a muffled laugh behind her.

Qi Ziruo was stunned, unlike those people, she didn't hear any malice from this laughter.

"I don't know what happened here to make everyone so happy, can Lone come and join in the fun?"

As soon as these words came out, those voices that mocked Qi Ziruo stopped abruptly, and they all had ghostly expressions on their faces.

Fortunately, someone reacted immediately, took the lead and knelt down, and after a while, he knelt on the ground with a hula behind him.

"I've seen the prince's brother."

"I've seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Slave to His Highness, please be safe."

Qi Ziruo's knees were weak and she wanted to kneel, but Qi Changrong grabbed her shoulder with one hand and faintly lifted her up.

Qi Changrong said softly: "No need to be polite, get up." ”

Several people on the shooting range heard the sound.

The people who had been heckling the most just now shrank their heads and tails, not daring to look her in the eyes.

And the other young man with a bow and arrow in his hand, revealing a single copper-colored arm, first flashed an uncertain doubt in his eyes, and then his eyes gradually became hot, looking straight at Qi Changrong's back.

The longing in the eyes speaks for itself.

Jun Chen looked away and turned a blind eye.

Qi Changrong also pretended not to know, but still asked the previous question in a gentle voice.

Her gaze slowly swept over everyone present.

Yo, it's really lively, the heirs of the famous officials in the DPRK and China are all here.

Qi Changrong's gaze was fixed on Qi Zihuan, who was wearing a blue thin shirt.

There was little emotion in her voice: "Twelve, you say." ”

Qi Zihuan, the daughter of Lian Ji, the twelfth princess of the Qi royal family.

In recent years, Lian Ji has been quite favored, and Qi Zihuan's status has also risen, causing her temper to deteriorate day by day, and she has become more and more unpopular.

Qi Changrong doesn't have much impression of this younger sister, but vaguely remembers that he was married off in his last life.

Qi Zihuan is only fourteen years old, no matter how pampered she is, she knows very well in her heart that in front of the prince of the East Palace, she has no qualifications to call the table.

Wen Yan's shoulders immediately shook, and he unconsciously took two steps back.

It was the palace maid behind her who pulled Qi Zihuan's sleeve and reminded in a whisper: "Princess, Your Highness is asking you." ”

Qi Zihuan obviously sensed that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly bit his lip, opened a pair of wet eyes, the mist gradually gathered in the eye sockets, and looked at Qi Changrong timidly, looking like he wanted to cry.

Jiang You couldn't look at it, and stood up with a light snort, waving his bare arms and saying mightily: "Your Highness, why should you embarrass the twelfth princess, it's the thirteenth princess who can't ejaculate by herself, and she will be embarrassed in front of us." ”

Qi Chang's complexion remained unchanged, and the corners of his mouth provoked a playful arc.

Very good, before she could do anything, the flower messenger couldn't wait to jump out.

"Twelve, Lone is asking you."

Seeing Qi Changrong's tough attitude and obviously not taking himself seriously, Jiang You's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "What, didn't Your Highness hear what I said?" ”

With Jiang You's aggressiveness, Qi Changrong glanced at him lazily: "The tutor of the Taishi Mansion is worried, he is alone here to teach, when will it be the turn of outsiders to intervene?" ”

"Jiang You, you say one more thing, don't blame Gu for not giving your father face and letting people fork you out of here."

Jiang You was furious: "You dare! ”

Qi Changrong asked rhetorically: "Why don't you dare?" ”

Everyone knew that Qi Changrong was not joking, because after she had just finished speaking, the guards next to her began to approach her, and there was a momentum of directly sending Jiang You out without saying a word.

The two confronted each other, one was angry and had a red face and a thick neck, while the other was calm and indifferent, and it was clear at a glance which one was strong and which was weak.

There was silence all around, and no one dared to stand up and be the first bird at such a time.

Jiang You was so anxious that he was sweating all over, and he wanted to refute.

But as long as he thought of the consequences of being carried out today, the news of his disgrace tomorrow would spread throughout Shangjing, and he flinched.

A teenager of his age has the best face.

can't wipe his face, he is destined to fight Qi Changrong.

"Brother Prince......" Under the great pressure, and noticing Qi Changrong's gaze from time to time, Qi Zihuan stood up hard: "I was just playing with the thirteenth sister, maybe I didn't pay attention to the words for a while, and the words were too much." ”