Chapter 7: The Growth of the Ninth Month
Song Anning's approachability made Chu Jiu's eyes sour, she never thought that such a noble person could speak so well, their village chief has always been nostrils and no one cares about it?
Bullying men and women in the village, when she saw a beautiful little girl, she was taken home, if it weren't for her brother to protect her, she was too thin and just a little beautiful, and she was almost sent by the master to please the village chief.
But because of his high cultivation, no one dared to oppose and stop him, it was just a village chief, and now this beautiful young lady is a princess, but she is so gentle, Chu Jiu's tears are falling.
Soon the clothes were wet, and she hurriedly wiped them, but the water stains were even bigger. Song Anning saw her crying again, she was really a little speechless, and patted Chu Jiu's head.
"Okay, don't cry, we're flying kites in the yard this afternoon, do you want to play together?" Song Anning sent out an invitation that he thought would be difficult for a child to refuse.
Chu Jiu shook his head: "I can't eat for nothing, little princess, I really know how to chop wood and wash clothes." ”
Song Anning sighed and looked at Linxiang: "Sister Linxiang, you take her around the hall and tell her about my rules." ”
She couldn't talk to such a little girl with extremely low self-esteem, after all, this looked too much like her former self, and Song Anning was really afraid of breaking the self-confidence she had just established in her heart.
She fled as if she was leaving, leaving a helpless Lin Xiang and a bewildered Chu Jiu, Chu Jiu looked at Lin Xiang: "Did I say something wrong?" Upset the little princess? ”
Lin Xiang nodded: "I told you, there are no rules in this palace, you named it Chu Jiu, and Chu is a word that can only be used by the little princess's personal attendant."
From one to nine, the nine of you will grow up with the little princess, you are not ordinary slaves, and naturally there is no need to do such a trivial matter of chopping wood and laundry. ”
"But I don't know how to do anything else, I'm really useless..."
Lin Xiang looked at her and was really speechless: "You can't learn, but if you look down on yourself like this forever, you will never be able to become the right-hand man of the little princess." ”
When that day came, the name belonged to someone else, and Lin Xiang didn't tell Chu Jiu this sentence, for fear that this little girl would collapse on the spot when she heard this.
There have never been useless people around the royal family, and today's name belongs to her, for the sake of Lord Xuan's face, if she can't stand up by herself, this name will belong to a more suitable person.
Fortunately, although Chu Jiu loves to cry a little, she is a smart and studious girl, but after more than a day of panic, she understands what she should do.
She didn't mention chopping wood and laundry, but only followed Linxiang to learn the rules and etiquette, as well as the distribution and history of the beast domain.
But in just a few days, she has changed from a country girl who doesn't know anything to a positive primary school student, as long as there are more people in the hall than her, she will come up and keep asking questions.
Everyone was also happy to see her change like this, no one was unwilling to ignore her, and everyone did their best to impart knowledge to her.
Soon it was the ten-day period of Xuanfeng, and before leaving, he took the young man to take a look at the ninth day of the first month, and saw his sister's obviously plump little face and beautiful and clean dress, as well as a wide and comfortable room.
The young man smiled heartily, and he touched his sister's head: "Jiu'er, I heard that the little princess gave you a name, and my brother called you Jiu'er, you have to remember to treat the little princess well and repay their kindness." ”
Chu Jiu nodded repeatedly: "Brother I know, didn't Uncle Xuan name you?" ”
The young man shook his head: "Master, he said that I don't deserve a name now, and he won't waste his mind on choosing a name for a useless person." ”
Chu Jiu nodded as if he didn't understand: "Then brother, after you leave, when will I see you?" ”
"When you see your brother again, you should be a big girl, and your brother should be a person with a name by then."
How long is this going on? Chu Jiu didn't understand, Xuan Feng coughed lightly twice, interrupting the conversation between the two, and the young man was reluctant to look at his sister several times, but turned his head and left.
After taking a few steps, looking at his sister who came over and Song Anning next to him, his heart skipped a beat, this was the little girl he picked up that day, did she actually save him and his sister?
The light that shone into his world really favored him again, and a slight smile couldn't help but appear on his face, Xuan Feng saw it, frowned, and quickly left.
This stinky boy, smiling so spring-heartedly, wanted to deceive his little master at a young age? He doesn't deserve it now.
Chu Jiu's eyes inevitably turned red again, and Song Anning sighed: "I knew that you loved to cry like this, so I shouldn't have named you Chu Jiu, I should have named you Crying Bao." ”
Her teasing words suddenly amused Chu Jiu, and the little girl looked at her shyly and stomped her feet: "Little princess, you make fun of me." ”
Song Anning nodded: "It seems that you have gained a lot of knowledge recently, and now you can hear that I am making fun of you." Chu Jiu's face was so red that she was about to drip blood, and she couldn't say anything about Song Anning at all.
Song Anning didn't say anything when she saw her like this, she just looked at the direction in which Xuanfeng and the young man left, and fell into deep thought, the young man's body gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity and closeness, but she couldn't understand why this feeling came from.
And before she could feel it clearly, Xuan Feng took the person away, and she was confused when she saw it, but in the end she was an insignificant person, and now she was not interested in thinking about it.
Recently, she has lived the days of stretching out her hands to open her mouth, and she knows that she can't be decadent anymore, so she has already pestered her father to find her a lot of teachers.
From tomorrow onwards, she will be studying with her attendants, but the difference is that she will have to dabble in them all, while her first to ninth years only need to be proficient in one or two aspects.
Cultivating the heir of the king has always been like this, her father Song Ling is almost an all-rounder, she can't lose her father's face.
The course is arranged slowly, and the first morning is Lin Yu's class, systematically telling the cultivation method of the beast element. This lesson is mainly listened to by the two untransformed cubs in the sixth and seventh years of junior high school and Song Anning
The other junior high school students from the first to the eighth year of junior high school had already stepped into the path of cultivation, and at this time they were learning the rules of the royal family. Chu Jiu couldn't listen to this lesson, so Song Ling opened a small stove for her alone and explained the method of cultivating the spiritual yuan of the human race.
In the afternoon, it was a swordsmanship cultivation course, and Song Anning rejected Linyi: "Brother Linyi, I know that you are good at swordsmanship, but I have a better candidate for a master, you stay here to teach them, I will go to apprenticeship myself." ”
Lin Yi watched her run fast, a little disgusted little aggrieved, but seeing the rest of the children looking at him with an earnest face, the unhappiness in his heart disappeared, only that the little princess was afraid that she would go to the king to study, and she was not as good as the king.
Song Anning didn't go to find Song Ling, she sat on the flying magic weapon all the way to the gate of the young beast park.
Seeing the person in front of her, her eyes lit up and she ran over and hugged the person's thigh: "Uncle Bofeng." ”