Outside the eaves, he silently took a new pen and ink, which was still ordered by Xibao early in the morning. Look at it like this, it's useless. Watching His Highness stride away happily, he smiled silently and said, "Lord, don't look at His Royal Highness Ziqi's usual seriousness, I didn't expect to be so naughty in front of you." ”

Xibao turned his gaze, pulled Mo Mo in, and Zhengse advised, "Don't call me Lord, there are traps everywhere here, you can't prevent it, be careful of being heard." ”

"Oh, okay, Sister Po." Mo nodded hurriedly, his eyes shining with intelligence.

Xibao looked through the window at the place where Ziqi disappeared, his eyebrows slightly constricted, "The way he looks is really worrying." ”

Mo Mo didn't realize what Xibao really meant, put the pen and ink away, and said, "Yes, like this, what can we get to a high position and help us complete our plan." ”

A sharp light quickly flashed in Xibao's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Don't mention this matter in the future." ”

"Oh." Silently pursed his lips and nodded.

Xibao promised to come back to take revenge, but when she really saw Ziqi, he was so unreserved, how could she bear to joke about his life and death.

But thinking that Murong Chong was at large, and her relatives were still tortured in his hands, how could she be calm and enjoy peace here?

"Sister Bao, Your Highness is not going, what reason do we find?"

Silently stepped forward and dragged Hee-po out of his thoughts.

How could she have forgotten that there was one more thing waiting to be solved in front of her.

Xibao tilted his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed evilly, and ordered the person next to him, "You go and call the little mirror." ”

Silently puzzled, "What do you tell him to do?" Just pass the word and I'll go. ”

"It's not." Xibao shook his head, his eyes flashing, "His Royal Highness Ziqi has gone out to play, let's have some fun." ”

Silently nodded as if he didn't understand, "......"

In order to make better achievements for the princes, and for a very long-term plan, Emperor Fuzhong set up a special private school for the princes to learn the art of kings. The gentleman who invited him to be taught is not only a very talented person, but also a minister with the wisdom of governing the country, and one of them, Mr. Zhang, has been a pillar of Emperor Fu Zhong for more than ten years.

Lin Yuexuan in the palace used to be the place where the princes studied, and the decoration inside was different from other places in the palace. The overall is simple and elegant, and the courtyard design is also quiet and elegant, simple and poetic.

Bachelor Zhang's lectures are held every three days, and every time Xibao will follow Ziqi over, it can be said that he is close to the water and the first month. Ziqi sat in the courtyard to teach, while Xibao would stand not far away and listen silently. The more times I have come, I have naturally learned a lot of things, and I have new insights into many things.

"His Royal Highness Ziqi......"

Mr. Zhang is over half a hundred years old, and has always been highly respected and respected for many years. This time, while being able to share state affairs with his aging body, he also gave them the prince a gentleman, if Emperor Fu Zhong did not come forward in person, he would not agree to it due to physical and other considerations.

The third prince Ziqi is humble and introverted, even if the two are monarchs and ministers, they will greet Bachelor Zhang every time they see him.

The third prince came late today, but after coming, he saluted Master Zhang as always.

Bachelor Zhang looked up at the person in front of him and moved his white beard slightly...... He felt that today's Prince Ziqi was a little different from the past, his face had not changed much, but his eyes were much more frightened and timid, although he tried his best to hide it, it was still like a different person.

Xibao, who was standing behind Ziqi, looked at the slightly trembling back, and hurriedly stepped forward to cover up, "Master Zhang, His Royal Highness Ziqi occasionally felt a cold today, his throat hurt, and it was inconvenient to speak. ”

"Oh." I probably didn't guess that in broad daylight, there would be people in the imperial city who would come to Lin Yuexuan to take classes as the third prince, so Master Zhang didn't think much about it, and pointed to the front, "Then take a seat." ”

"Thank you, Bachelor." Xibao saluted, led Ziqi to his seat, took out the book for him, and stepped back when he was attentive.

The other princes sitting next to him couldn't help but look at it twice, but they didn't think about it deeply.

After everyone arrived, Mr. Zhang opened the bamboo slips as always, and slowly explained the mystery. Hee-po was still standing silently outside the pavilion as before, listening carefully and thoughtfully.

Soon, an old man with a white beard passed by outside the pavilion. Although they are all people of a certain age, just from the appearance, they are very different from the elegant temperament of Master Zhang. His face was solemn, not angry and self-assured, his temples were white and his eyebrows were sharp, and he looked extremely energetic.

He is the national teacher of Emperor Hezhong of the Northern Dynasty - Lord Liu Randing.

Xibao lowered his eyes and stood silent, like a bright jade tree. And Liu Guoshi was in her afterglow from far to near, and there was a guest standing beside him, who had just hurried in, and now came out with him. The two of them talked as they walked, as if they were negotiating something.

"National teacher, Murong Chong's side is reorganizing the army, we still have to hurry up and break through." The young Tsing Yi Keqing persuaded intentionally or unintentionally, he was a talent that Liu Guoshi had just recruited not long ago, his name was Hao Lian, and he was from a mediocre background but his eyebrows were delicate and a little gloomy. Judging from his current behavior, he is still a young man worth cultivating.

"I understand what you mean." He is no longer the first to persuade the national teacher to calm Murong Chong, but Liu Guoshi also seems to have some scruples, and said in a deep voice, "We are not very stable here, if we attack rashly, I am afraid that the remnants of the national army will wait for the opportunity to move, and then the enemy will be attacked in the back and abdomen, and it will be difficult to deal with." ”

Hao Lian's eyes rolled, and he said, "Otherwise, we will first gather the small forces from all sides, and then annihilate them in one fell swoop after they are expanded." ”

Liu Guoshi thought as he walked, "This is not a bad way, but it mainly depends on the attitude of His Majesty." ”

"Well, this is also, after all, there are still some short-sighted people in the DPRK and China who are opposing." Hao Lian nodded, showing a disdainful expression, and then saw the pavilion where the real lecture was being held, looked at it carefully, and made a puzzled voice, "Huh? When I came over just now, I saw His Highness Ziqi shooting arrows in the wild, why did I arrive at Lin Yuexuan in a blink of an eye? ”

Liu Guoshi naturally cast his gaze over and took a closer look. I saw today's three princes curled up in their seats, looking obscene, their eyes timid, and completely devoid of the smooth atmosphere of the past.

Thinking of Keqing's words just now, his eyebrows tightened, and he asked, "Are you sure you're not mistaken?" ”

Hao Lian concluded, "Prince Ziqi is the prince that His Majesty values, how many people are looking at it with their eyes, how could I be wrong?" ”

Liu Guoshi's face sank, and he snorted coldly, "It's really ridiculous!" ”