Zhong Weiwei stared at Chonghua intently.

The personal disciples of a generation of great Confucians are not vegetarians.

What's more, he has always been very serious and hardworking, and the senior brother is more talented in reading than him, but he is several times harder than the senior brother.

At that time, she couldn't understand why he was so hardworking, thinking that he was not convinced, and couldn't wait to defeat the senior brother.

Now she understands that because of her different backgrounds, she has different responsibilities.

She saw that he was calm, quoted scriptures, and fought with Confucianism.

There is no rhetoric, no mouthful.

The words are concise and to the point, but every sentence is practical, so that people can't refute it.

She looked at him, or four or two thousand pounds, cleverly forcing back the aggressive old minister;

or sharp words, sonorous and powerful to expose ill-intentioned ministers;

Then look at his generosity in forgiving the young ministers who first looked down on him and then surrendered to him.

As long as he wants, he can be elegant or heroic.

Tough when it should be tough, soft when it should be soft, born to be the material of the emperor.

No wonder the first emperor picked him out among all the princes, no wonder his father-in-law would work hard and wanted to teach him everything he had learned all his life.

Zhong Weiwei looked at Chonghua in the crowd and felt that he was so dazzling.

felt that he didn't really need her help, and he could sit on this country by himself.

It's just a little harder, a little longer.

She was a little gloomy, looking at her cute and beautiful eyebrows, she couldn't help but think of the woman who had fallen into the city and the country.

Xiaotang has already thrown himself to the ground: "Your Majesty is really too much, too much, too ...... Wise and martial, what should I do, I probably won't be able to get married. ”

She folded her fingers and counted: "Good-looking and capable, capable of writing and martial arts......"

Zhong Weiwei said coolly: "I remember that you have always felt that Senior Brother was more considerate and kind, but now you want to empathize and say goodbye?" ”

Xiaotang laughed and touched her with his shoulder: "Jealous?" ”

Zhong Weiwei scoffed: "I think about it." ”

In order not to get into the mud, she decided to sleep out of sight and out of mind.

I kept quietly observing her expression, and when I saw that she was impatient, I quickly yawned: "Aunt Wei took me over there to make garlands to play." ”

Zhong Wei couldn't ask for it, and asked pretendedly: "Don't you want to listen to your father fighting with them?" This is a rare opportunity. ”

He said: "I don't understand, I just need to keep Daddy's demeanor and coping methods in mind." ”

Zhong Weiwei thought sourly, that woman was really blessed.

Just give birth to a son and be so smart and know how to grasp the key points.

The grass by the stream is full of all kinds of beautiful wildflowers, and Mingyue is responsible for picking flowers, and Zhong Weiwei and Xiaotang are responsible for weaving garlands.

Halfway through the weaving, he ran over happily again, holding a beautiful moth in his hand: "Aunt Wei, Aunt Wei, Sister Mingyue found it and gave it to you." ”

A dead moth.

The royal blue wings were jade and white, and there was a pair of strange spots like magic eyes on the wings, blue and cold green, and he looked at Zhong Weiwei in a daze.

Zhong Weiwei has never liked moths, because he thinks their bellies are too fat, and their whole body is covered with fine hairs.

This weird moth, in particular, is not only not good-looking, but also exudes a strange smell.

It seems to be a little fragrant, but it is a little fishy, which makes her very uncomfortable.

She demanded that it be thrown away again: "Take it, take it!" ”

laughed happily again: "It turns out that Aunt Wei also has something to be afraid of." ”

He mischievously took the moth and pretended to throw it at her.

Zhong Weiwei said with a straight face: "Throw it away immediately, otherwise I will be angry, and the consequences will be very serious." ”

and was reluctant to throw it away: "I'm not naughty, but my aunt will let me stay?" ”

A tall uterine woman came over with a smile, first gave and then saluted, and then saluted Zhong Weiwei:

"Your Majesty asked the slave maid to come over and ask Tongshi if he needs to take the emperor's eldest son back first."

Zhong Weiwei recognized her as a female official under Aunt Qian, named Langya, so he said, "Don't leave for the time being, weave a garland and leave." ”

Langya saluted again, turned back and smiled kindly: "The moth in the hands of the emperor's eldest son is so beautiful, can you show it to the slave?" ”

was a quiet and gentle boy again, and immediately handed the moth to Langya generously.

Langya stared down at the pair of eyes on the moth's wings, and said with a strange expression: "It's really beautiful, such a thing shouldn't exist in the world." ”

Zhong Weiwei said: "Is it beautiful?" I don't think so. The smell is still unpleasant. ”

"It doesn't smell bad, it's like a nightshade."

Langya smiled and asked again: "Zhong Tongshi doesn't like it, the eldest son of the emperor handed it over to the slave maid to keep it for you, okay?" ”

nodded obediently again: "Then you have to keep it." ”

Langya carefully put the moth into a small silver box, and then carefully put it in her sleeve, looking very cherished: "This way it won't be broken." ”

Zhong Weiwei is cold, there are people who like this kind of thing, and they still put it close to him, and it is uncomfortable to think about it.

But I like it very much: "Aunt Langya is so bold!" ”

Zhong Weiwei was seriously unconvinced, so the little rabbit cub said that she was timid?

Langya smiled and stroked her face: "The eldest son of the emperor is also very good. ”

Zhong Weiwei pursed his lips, lowered his head and continued to weave garlands.

Suddenly, I saw a little white light flickering in front of me, and I looked up suddenly, and saw Langya pinching the back of his slender neck with a crazy expression, holding a dagger with a blue glow in his hand, and stabbing at Youyou's body quickly.

Zhong Weiwei didn't think about it in a hurry, picked up the garland and pumped it fiercely towards Langya's eyes.

At the same time, he pounced, raised his fist and punched her temple, and then reached for the dagger.

However, she underestimated Langya's strength, Langya was not afraid of pain at all, and her strength was even greater.

Langya punched her in the eye in turn, pushed her away violently, and rushed over to stab Xiaotang who was protecting Youyou.

Xiaotang screamed wildly, rushing left and right.

Zhong Weiwei's eyes were full of Venus, and after getting up from the ground, he was all lonely and brave, and crashed towards Langya.

Langya was knocked by her, turned around and picked up the dagger and swung it fiercely.

Zhong Weiwei's shoulders were cold, and out of the corner of his eye, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mingyue coming over.

Mingyue has kung fu and good skills, she can get out of danger as long as she supports it a little longer.

However, Mingyue's eyes were abnormally bright, and there was a strange frenzy in them.

She grabbed Zhong Weiwei's shoulder with one hand, as if she wanted to help Zhong Weiwei, but in fact, the dagger in her other hand stabbed at Zhong Weiwei without pause.

Everything is just a blink of an eye.

Zhong Weiwei had no way to avoid it, and subconsciously closed his eyes.

Her life is going to be confessed here today!

There is Langya in front and Mingyue in the back, they are usually very credible people, and no one would have thought that they would suddenly be in trouble.

Even if Brother Liang and the others found out that something was wrong, they probably wouldn't have had time to respond effectively in such a short period of time, right? (To be continued.) )