Chapter 92: Jealousy

"Master, father, I'm still a bachelor, can you leave me a way to live?" Chu Feng hugged the back of his head and closed his eyes slightly, this couple is really clingy, he is so jealous and envious.

Shu'er scratched her head and thought for a while, pulling Mo Xiaoqi's sleeve, and her little face was full of curiosity.

"Mother, mother, why are you with your father, Brother Chu has no way to live?"

Eh, Mo Xiaoqi was a little stunned, how should she answer?

Just when she was hesitating about how to give Shu'er a correct education, Zhao Hongyi had already replied seriously: "Your little junior brother, he is jealous, do you understand jealousy?" ”

Little junior brother? Mo Xiaoqi was even more confused, Zhao Hongyi's cliff was deliberate, deliberately reducing Chu Feng's seniority to a minimum.

Unexpectedly, Chu Feng didn't mind, and nodded busily: "Yes, yes, Senior Brother Shu'er, it's jealousy, I'm jealous." ”

That's true! If Mo Xiaoqi was her lady instead of a master, maybe he would be in a much better mood.

However, the thing of taking someone's wife can't be done, Chu Feng can only silently choose to continue to wait for the opportunity.

Looking at the current posture, the opportunity should come soon, right?

"Mother, why does he call me senior brother" The second monk of Shu'er was puzzled.

Zhao Hongyi said lightly: "Because he is your junior brother." ”

This explanation is so straightforward and powerful, Mo Xiaoqi secretly rolled his eyes. This man is jealous, there is really no one.

Shu'er thought about the relationship in her mind several times before she finally confirmed that she really had a little younger brother.

So Dafang leaned out his little body and patted Chu Feng's shoulder, and said seriously: "Little junior brother, senior brother will cover you in the future." ”

Mo Xiaoqi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Shu'er, who did you learn this from?" ”

"And the uncles of the Overlord Village!" Shu'er learned the bandit's tone, "Little brother, the fat brother will cover you in the future." ”

Burst...... What did this kid learn? Mo Xiaoqi really had a headache, she felt that this child's study was going to be put on the agenda.

You can't always learn arithmetic from her, can you? She couldn't write all those ancient poems, so she never taught them.

I'm afraid that the child will memorize and pester her to learn how to write.

At that time, she will not be able to write, and the majesty of being a mother will disappear.

"Hongyi, I see that when I return to the capital, I have to find a teacher for this child." Mo Xiaoqi said helplessly.

Teacher? Zhao Hongyi nodded, this is a trivial matter, just send the tree to those princes and powerful sons to go to school together.

"Well, there is a national school in the capital, and it is full of children of princes and ministers, send the trees there." Zhao Hongyi said gently.

"Well, have you two asked the child for his opinion? My senior brother is less than three years old, is that a place for people to stay in Guoxue? Chu Feng opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Hongyi dissatisfied.

"Looks like you know pretty well. How? Have you ever been in it? Zhao Hongyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Feng, who had a dodgy face.

Chu Feng has a good hand and deep internal skills, but he looks like he is only interested in the kitchen.

Zhao Hongyi couldn't figure out what the origin of this Chu Feng was, and after going through all the bigwigs on the rivers and lakes in his mind, he vetoed them all.

"Hehe, no, no, it's not hearsay. It is said that Guoxue is the strictest royal private school in Hongguo. Chu Feng snorted and mixed up.

Chinese Studies? Mo Xiaoqi fell into deep thought, if it was possible, she still hoped that Shu'er would just invite a teacher to be at home, in her previous life, children under the age of three had not yet gone to kindergarten!

In terms of speaking, it is more suitable for the growth of trees through edutainment.

"Forget it, let's wait until we get to the capital! Then again, how far are we from the capital? "Mo Xiaoqi misses airplanes and high-speed trains very much, and he is really tired of being in this carriage all day.

When I set out on the first few days, there were so many trees, and wow, the mountain was so high.

Now it's been, oh, the trees again, and the mountains again.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, there are times when you are tired of looking at it, although Mo Xiaoqi likes the pollution-free environment and fresh air in ancient times, but it is so slow and always makes people very irritable.

"It would be great if we could get to the capital in an hour." Mo Xiaoqi sighed after speaking.

"How is it possible, even if you use the best light skills and kill a few fast horses, it will have to go up in January." Chu Feng said casually.

It is also a fact that the transportation in Hongguo is not developed, there are not many official roads, and many times you can only take small roads and mountain roads.

Being able to reach the capital in a month is already the fastest speed.

If it was at the speed of their carriage, it would take at least two months.

"That'...... It's impossible, isn't it right to calculate the time like this......" Mo Xiaoqi calculated her time in Bawangzhai in her heart, and it was only three or four months before and after.

That is to say, it will take more than two months for the King to ride a horse quickly.

If you wait for Zhao Hongyi to come to Hutou Mountain, it's not right at all!

"Master Mo, my master, ran to death eight fast horses, so let us rush overnight to reach Hutou Mountain in less than a month and a half." The eagle's words came from outside the carriage at the right time.

Mo Xiaoqi was shocked, did Zhao Hongyi actually run to death eight fast horses in order to save himself and Shu'er?

"Is that so?" Mo Xiaoqi's voice softened, and it was fake to say that he didn't touch it.

A man, Ken ran to death eight fast horses in order to save her who didn't know if she still had her life, and forced his attendants to work day and night.

"When I came to Hutou Mountain, it took a few more days to transfer the army. If Wang Desheng had moved quickly, I would have rescued you a long time ago. Zhao Hongyi's resolute expression made Mo Xiaoqi feel uplifted.

Maybe she should put aside her prejudices against the three princes and take a serious look at her husband, he is just Zhao Hongyi, just her Mo Xiaoqi's husband.

"Thank you." Mo Xiaoqi was rare and gentle, but it made Zhao Hongyi blush slightly.

In the face of his wife's thanks, Zhao Hongyi always felt that he had not done enough and could not accept this thanks.

He secretly swore that he would never put Mo Xiaoqi in danger again.

"Tsk, it's okay...... There are bachelors here, too. Chu Feng couldn't stand it anymore, why was he so unhappy that these two couples had a deep relationship with each other?

"Little junior brother, you are jealous again." The tree said firmly.

"Yes, yes, jealousy, jealousy." Chu Feng couldn't cry or laugh, this tree is really a big ghost, which makes people helpless!

"Don't worry, when you arrive in the capital, I will send you one hundred and eighty beautiful concubines." Zhao Hongyi said in a deep voice.

He wanted to stuff Chu Feng with a bunch of women, so that he could dispel his mind about his wife.

"I said my third prince, if you really have this heart, why don't you give me a pair of golden pots and pans! Be a little more generous and give me the whole pure gold kitchen. Chu Feng teased.

What's the use of having more women? A hundred beauties can't stand up to a sweetheart.

Sending a beautiful concubine? Mo Xiaoqi is a bit square, why didn't she remember that one of the great hobbies of the ancient people was to reserve beautiful concubines at home?

Zhao Hongyi is the third prince of the palace, and those princes and ministers must not send him a few doors every three or five times?