Chapter 11: Picking Up People

On the way back to the Dingguo Mansion, Zhao Lingyue was still thinking about what to do.

help, she must be reluctant to help, but if she doesn't help......

She hasn't seen Lu Pingning, I heard that it is quite lively, some time ago I went to visit my grandfather who was far away in Youyang, and I was about to come back.

"Your Highness, the slave maid sees that this is about to go to the Baiyun Academy where Chengyu Xiaogongzi is initiated, and it is time to go to school, why don't we go and pick up Chengyu Xiaogongzi."

Zhao Lingyue came back to his senses and looked at Jingxiang in silence.

Jingxiang was stunned by this not salty and indifferent glance, and hurriedly confessed: "It's the slave who has trespassed, it's just ...... Since ancient times, it has been difficult for the queen mother, and His Royal Highness married into the Dingguo Mansion at this time, I am afraid that it will be ...... It's not easy to explain ...... mother."

Zhao Lingyue waved his hand and gestured: "You go and talk to the old lady." ”

She lifted the carriage curtain and quietly watched Jingxiang walk towards Lu Laotaijun's carriage in front, not knowing what she was thinking.

It didn't take long for Kyoka to return.

"The old lady agreed, saying that she was tired, so she would go back to the house first."

Old Taijun Lu has always been an understanding person, and Zhao Lingyue had already expected that she would not join her.

Zhao Lingyue grew up in the deep palace, he hadn't been out of the palace much, and his heart was a little stuffy, so he simply raised his hand to open the side curtain of the carriage on the way to Baiyun Academy, and looked straight into the street with a pair of big watery eyes.

At this time, the street was still very lively, there was an endless stream of hawkers, and there were a variety of things and things, which made Zhao Lingyue dazzled, and gradually, her heart was a little more relaxed.

At this moment, there was a crisp drum beat, and she followed the sound, it was a rattle.

When she was a child, her royal brother also brought this thing to her from outside the palace, but unfortunately it was later ......

She asked Jingxiang to stop the carriage, regardless of Jingxiang's obstruction, she personally got out of the carriage and went to buy one, and when she saw that there were windmills on the hawker stall, she felt even more novel, and bought another one, and there was a big red tiger head puppet......

She remembered that Chengyu belonged to the tiger, and she could give it to him later.

Because of the delay on the road for a while, she thought it was late, but she didn't think that it was just the right time, and there was a queue of carriages outside Baiyun Academy that came from various families to pick up people.

Jingxiang looked at this grand occasion and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I have heard of Baiyun Academy in the palace as early as now, and now I look at it, what I said is really true." ”

Zhao Lingyue nodded, and also tilted his head to look at the vehicles coming and going outside.

Baiyun Academy is not big, but the people in the eastern capital city want to send their children over to study, not for anything else, just because the Zeng Fuzi in it has been two generations of emperors, and it is quite popular among contemporary generations, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is full of peach and plums.

As a parent, it is understandable to hope that your son will become a dragon and your daughter will become a phoenix.

Several people waited left and right, and it was easy to see Cheng Yu who came out of the academy angrily, and Zhao Lingyue was about to send Jing Xiang to get off the carriage to pick up people, but it happened to see Cheng Yu push the little fat man who followed him away.

The little fat man and the little guy who followed him didn't expect Cheng Yu to suddenly make a move, and he fell on his buttocks, so he cried directly, and his legs were still kicking on the ground while crying.

Zhao Lingyue was shocked, what was going on?

Before she could instruct Kyoka to ask clearly, a shrill female voice came from the carriage in front of her.

"Oh my God, my son!"

I saw a woman in a navy blue brocade tunic and hurriedly walked over, hurriedly coaxing and persuading the child who was still crying on the ground.