Concubine? Shouldn't all the people who can come to the Royal Academy go to school be the so-called famous concubines? Even the children of ministers whose official positions are lower than the fourth rank are not allowed to enter the Royal Academy to study, so how can there be concubines who come here to study? And he called her name very arrogantly.

Wang Jibao turned his head to look at Zheng Xiangjun beside him, asking for answers.

Zheng Xiangjun then said: "The daughter of Prince Jing's concubine is called Jing Yu'er. ”

"Oh? His home. "It seems that I really have a relationship with Prince Jing's Mansion?

At this time, Jing Yu'er had already come to the front with her two followers. Jing Yu'er raised her chin arrogantly and said, "You are Wang Jibao?" I heard you're pampered at home? And it's very popular in the palace? ”

Jing Yuer took a lot of effort when she entered school. Because she was a concubine, when she applied for admission at the age of five, the Royal Academy confiscated her at all.

is still the son of her father, Prince Jing, after giving up the title of Zhengsanpin Junjun that can only be obtained by a concubine, and exchanging it for a Zhengsipin county title for her concubine, she is eligible to go to school in the Royal Academy. She was already eight years old when she entered school, and now she is more than ten years old, more than five years older than Wang Jibao.

In this way, she is one year older than Jing Yi.

After knowing Jing Yuer's specific age, Wang Jibao thought of what she heard about Jing Yu'er's mother, Concubine Xu, who was pregnant in Prince Jing's mansion before marriage.

Having said that, although Jing Yu'er is just a concubine, she has the title of the county monarch of the fourth grade after all. Therefore, in her own opinion, she is better than these unqualified concubines.

Of course, this is only her personal opinion. Because in the eyes of others, no matter how good she is, it is not that she can't change her identity as a concubine. As the daughters of famous families, how can they be willing to be in the company of a concubine?

This has created Jing Yuer's current position in the academy that is not embarrassing or embarrassing.

Except for the two girls standing behind her, no one in the academy was willing to take care of her. And the father of these two girls is just a Beijing official who is in the fourth grade.

But Jing Yuer thinks that the most qualified person to make friends with her now is not these two little followers at all, nor the rest of the so-called classmates. People who can be friends with her can only have this qualification and honor if they have a grade like Wang Jibao.

Because she is older than Wang Jibao, the Prince Jing Mansion from which she was born is higher than the Heshun Marquis Mansion. Therefore, when facing Wang Jibao, he should play the role of his sister. So when talking to Wang Jibao, he still has a bit of an arrogant posture.

Seeing that the other party was looking at him condescendingly, with a haughty look on his face, Wang Jibao replied coldly: "I am Wang Jibao." But I've never seen you before and don't know who you are? ”

Although Wang Jibao's height is more dominant than that of children of the same age, she is still much shorter than Jing Yuer, who is five years older than her. So he took a step back and stayed away from some Jing Yu'er to make up for the weakness caused by the lack of height.

"Why don't you even know about me? I am Jing Yu'er, the granddaughter of Prince Jing. The county gentleman of the fourth grade. Jing Yu'er's tone rose slightly when she said this, revealing a sense of superiority.

"Then forgive me for being so lonely. Jing Yu'er, right? Everyone will be classmates in the future. I will remember your name. Now it's time to eat, so let's eat. Don't waste your time here. Wang Jibao pouted secretly in her heart, isn't the county gentleman very remarkable? She's still a county lord.

Although Wang Jibao is not afraid of being here, what he is not afraid of is fighting his father and fighting his background. However, because she has the mind of an adult, she still disdains to make comparisons with this group of children. So he took Zheng Xiangjun's hand and walked out.

"Stop. I want to make friends with you. Jing Yu'er saw that Wang Jibao left after saying a few words lightly, and she was a little angry. The voice was a little sharp and harsh, which provoked the classmates in the class and the outside class to look at her.

Wang Jibao glanced back at Jing Yu'er and said coldly: "I said, we are classmates, just classmates." ”

Her voice was cold and resolute. That's when she gave people a glimpse of what is unattainable.

In fact, there are many boys in the class who have not left the school immediately, in order to take a more look at this extremely beautiful little lady. They all wanted to find a chance to talk to her, but they never found a chance.

"Classmates, just classmates." This sentence not only hit Jing Yuer's heart, but also a kind of beating to some boys who want to get into trouble.

If you want to make friends with a noble girl like Wang Jibao, you can't just do it alone.

In fact, this is also a misunderstanding that they have walked into. Wang Xibao's criteria for making friends have never been a so-called identity, all she wants is to treat each other sincerely.

Things are gathered by like, and people are grouped. Jing Yuer, a person who feels good about herself, is really not Wang Xibao's dish.

As soon as I got out of the school, I saw a thin little girl outside Class A begging a chubby little boy to return the big characters she wrote to her.

"Please, give me back the big characters I wrote, and I'll hand it over to Mr. Fu in the afternoon." If I didn't, I would not only be punished by my husband, but I would also be reprimanded by my father and mother when I returned home. Please, okay? ”

The chubby little boy took out a pile of rice paper full of calligraphy from his book bag, held it high and said, "That's it?" ”

The little girl immediately stood on tiptoe and reached for it. He said, "Yes, that's it." Please give it back to me. ”

The little boy simply stood on tiptoe and lifted the rice paper higher. He opened his mouth and said, "If you can get there, I'll give it to you." Otherwise, I just tore it up and won't give it back to you. ”

Hearing him say this, the little girl immediately tried to jump up so that she could reach the pile of rice paper.

The little boy moved the rice paper from his right hand to his left hand, causing the little girl to pounce in the air.

Then there is the very childish drama of you enough, I hide.

In the end, someone really couldn't see it, so he persuaded her: "Cheng Puyu should give it to her quickly." If this continues, I have to make Gong Lianliu cry. ”

The little boy named Cheng Puyu glanced at the little boy who had just spoken viciously, "Go." Eventful! You have to take care of it. ”

The little boy knew that Cheng Puyu was noble and domineering and unreasonable, so he compromised and said: "Yes, count me too much." ”

When Cheng Puyu was distracted, the little girl called Gong Lianliu jumped up and grabbed the rice paper on which she wrote big characters.

But before she could rejoice, she heard a "stab".

Because she and Cheng Puyu each dragged one side, the rice paper on which Gong Lianliu wrote big characters was completely torn in half.

"Wow", Gong Lianliu really cried as the boy said.

"Spoiled. Just know to cry. Let's go, let's go to the dining hall for dinner today, I'll have a treat. After Cheng Puyu finished speaking, he beckoned to the two companions standing behind him, and the three of them left the school hall and walked towards the dining hall.

"That Cheng Puyu is also too annoying, she knows how to bully people all day long." Zheng Xiangjun said indignantly.

"What kind of person he is, we didn't see it on the first day. Let's go, don't spoil yourself for this kind of person. Wang Jibao pulled Zheng Xiangjun, and the two also walked outside together.

As soon as they walked outside, Xiangwu and Zheng Xiangjun's maid Jasper greeted them together.

Xiangwu asked, "County Lord, the meal slave has been prepared. Shall we go back to the house now? ”

"Nope. Xiangwu, you go back to the house first, pack some of the food I brought today and bring it to the dining hall, and I want to share the food with the eldest lady of the Zheng family. You can save some of the rest for yourself and eat it later when you get back to the house. Wang Jibao arranged carefully.

"Yes, slave and maid will do it." Xiangwu didn't ask much, nor did she persuade Wang Jibao not to eat anything outside the Hou Mansion, and turned around and walked to the house after saluting.

Wang Jibao, the master, is really good to the people below. But one thing she must do as a slave is obedience, and absolute obedience to any orders of her master. This is something that any slave in the Hou Mansion must learn and do when they are trained, and it is also one of the most basic requirements for these people. And as the most precious little master of the entire Hou Mansion, at this point, the requirements for them are stricter.

Here, don't advocate any so-called equality of all people with your own slaves like some crossing women. This is a hierarchical society, where everyone has what everyone has to do, and everyone has rules of survival that everyone must follow.

Although Wang Jibao came from a society where everyone was equal in her previous life. But here, from birth, she began to learn and adapt to how to be a qualified person and a privileged class.

There is no such thing as social adaptation, only people adapt to society.

"Sister Bao, I have already sent Jasper away. Forget to share your home food with you. After hearing Wang Xibao's arrangement, Zheng Xiangjun thought about how incomplete and inconsiderate he was when thinking about things. What's more, she is two years older than Wang Jibao. Therefore, when he said this, he was a little embarrassed, and a little red cloud appeared on his white and tender face.

"We'll have a lot of time to eat together in the future, so why bother with this time or twice. What's more, didn't you just say that you were going to invite me to the dining hall for dinner? I didn't even say anything polite to you. In this case, I should be thicker-skinned. Wang Jibao said jokingly while holding Zheng Xiangjun's hand cordially. Then he said, "Let's go, the dining hall seems to be some distance from here." When I came here the other day to complete the enrollment procedures, I just glanced at it from a distance. ”

The little girl's mind comes and goes quickly. Hearing Wang Jibao say this, Zheng Xiangjun immediately put what had just happened behind him. Huanhuan shook Wang Jibao's little hand, and said coquettishly: "It's really far." My legs are a little sore every time I walk. ”

"Really? Are you from a general's background, don't you usually exercise? ”

"My mother wants me to be like her. I don't want to be like my dad who knows how to fight and kill all day long. She said that girls should be like girls. ”

"Then you don't like to practice martial arts at all?"

"I don't particularly like it."

"Hey, then you don't look like a descendant of Jiangmen at all." Wang Jibao said with some regret. It seems that women's learning martial arts is really a bit deviant here. Fortunately, she has such an enlightened grandfather, grandmother and father.

"Am I not like my dad at all?" My father is a big hero, how can I not look like him at all.

"If you want me to say, your personality is still somewhat similar." Wang Jibao groaned for a while, and then came to a conclusion. This little girl is lively and coquettish, and she is obviously spoiled.

"That's good. You don't know how much I adore my daddy. He's a big hero. He has won many battles and has never been defeated. As soon as Zheng Xiangjun talked about his father, he immediately felt a wave of pride, and his small breasts were raised high.

"yes. Your father is a big hero in the hearts of all Dayong people. Although Wang Jibao praised other people's fathers. However, in her heart, her father is actually the all-powerful hero. It's just that his own father is more willing to hide it. No one knew how powerful he was, and she knew that better than anyone.