On this day, Wang Yi specially came to Wei Ling's palace, saying that it was to teach Song Zi'an some martial arts.

She was naturally very willing to listen to it.

"You must study hard with General Wang, General Wang has been fighting for many years, whether it is marching or fighting, planning and strategy, he can be called the first person."

His belly is getting bigger, and it is inconvenient to teach him martial arts, but it is a good thing, otherwise how could he invite General Wang as a master.

With Wang Yijiao, Wei Lingling also felt more relieved.

Wei Fuling sat in the courtyard and watched Wang Yi teach Song Zi'an martial arts in the warm sunshine.

When he taught martial arts, Wang Yi's face became very serious, and his requirements for Song Zian were also extremely high, and he was not allowed to make any mistakes.

"It's extremely important to be the most perfect in peacetime, so that the enemy won't find a flaw on the battlefield, do you remember?"

Song Zi'an's slightly childish face was full of seriousness.

"I remember!"

Wang Yi was very happy to see that this child was so able to endure hardships and be willing to learn, and taught Song Zi'an again, and found that his talent was higher than he imagined, but he learned some of the fur on his body in an hour.

The two of them practiced for a long time, and they couldn't help wiping the sweat on their faces.

Wang Yi laughed, "Queen Mother, your little guard has a lot of perseverance, in comparison, there are few young men of your age who are so talented and willing to learn." Where did you get such a treasure? ”

Speaking of this stubble, Wei Fuling remembered the day she met Song Zi'an on the street, Wei Fuling had a smile on her face, and talked to General Wang about her first acquaintance, Wang Yi couldn't help but sigh.

"What a wonderful fate. If Zi'an learns the martial arts on my body, not to mention the number one master in the world, he will definitely be able to become a pillar of the country, and he will be able to lead troops to fight. ”

Although this is an exaggeration, Song Zi'an's eyes can't help but be full of expectation.

"General Wang, don't worry, I will definitely become a master, but I still stay by Niangniang's side and protect her all the time."

The two of them taught and studied for a while, and entered the realm of selflessness.

When he was halfway through the practice, Li Yihuan also came.

Whenever Li Yaoji wanted to see the emperor, Li Yihuan also begged him to bring him with him.

Taking advantage of Li Yaoji's meeting with the emperor, she secretly came here again.

"Mother, what are they doing here?" She asked with a smile and sat down beside Wei Ling.

Wei Fuling smiled slightly, "They are practicing martial arts, and General Wang wants to hand over his mastery to Zi'an." ”

I see, looking at the heroic appearance of the two people, Li Yihuan was stunned.

She found that the current Song Zi'an was different from weekdays, he was always silent in the past, and he rarely could say a few words, but now that he looks, his entire cheeks are full of youth and vitality, and he is more heroic than before, Li Yihuan couldn't help but look dumbfounded.

"I didn't expect his martial arts skills to be good, and his sword was so powerful."

Looking at them, Li Yihuan couldn't help but feel his blood boiling, and wanted to step forward and dance a sword dance with him.

But he still desperately restrained himself. After all, she has been cultivated by Li Yaoji since she was a child with the standards of a famous lady, and she will never be allowed to use a knife or a gun.

But where is Li Yihuan's calm and boring temperament.

When the two of them had almost practiced, Song Zi'an waved his hand and wiped the sweat beads from his forehead heroically, grinning.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Li Yihuan looking at him with burning eyes on the side, and applauded him.

"You're doing well."

Song Zi'an walked over.

"When did you come?" Song Zi'an looked a little unhappy when he saw Li Yihuan.

Wang Yi said goodbye to Wei Ling.

"There are still some things in my house, so it's inconvenient to bother more, so I'll take the first step."

After speaking, Wang Yi strode out.

"Originally, I wanted to teach you to practice calligraphy today, have I been your master for so long, and you still dislike me so much? I don't have many opportunities to enter the palace, you have to cherish me. ”

Li Yihuan pouted and complained to him, but it was this sentence that made Wei Fuling take it to heart.

After all, Li Yihuan is not a person in this palace, and it is impossible to enter the palace every day, unless he can have some way to keep her by his side.

If Li Yihuan can stay in his palace for a while, maybe the two can enhance their relationship.

Wei Fuling has already thought about the road ahead, since she can't take them with her, let Song Zi'an find a place to stay in this palace.

Since General Wang is willing to train him, maybe as General Wang's personal disciple, he will be able to be a general in the court in the future.

If Li Yihuan is accompanied, there will naturally be no need to worry about marriage in the future.

She thought she was perfect.

"Zi'an didn't practice calligraphy well today, you can teach him well instead of me, but you can't let him fall, you can't be a general in the future, you can't even know a single big character, so how can it be good?"

This sentence made several people around him laugh, and Song Zian scratched the back of his head shyly.

"How can I be a general? Mother, don't be kidding. ”

But this time, Wei Lingling was serious.

"You have this strength, with me and General Wang teaching you, you can be a general at your fingertips, you can't stay by my side and be a guard for a lifetime, right?"

Song Zi'an naturally didn't think about being a general, but he was still a little moved when he thought that he would become a heroic man like him.

Then, Wei Lingling urged, "Yihuan, take him to study quickly, I won't delay your business." ”

So Li Yihuan led Song Zi'an into the house, Song Zi'an just put down the hand of the sword, and began to pick up the paper and pen again, copying the words that Li Yihuan taught him very seriously.

Song Zi'an didn't like to study by nature, and letting him learn these things was nothing more than killing him.

But Li Yihuan is a woman anyway, and he teaches him so seriously, he doesn't dare to get angry with Li Yihuan easily.

"You're a little ugly." Li Yihuan sighed on the side.

And Song Zi'an grabbed the brush and scratched his ears and cheeks, which was much more difficult than practicing martial arts.

"How should this be written?" He couldn't help but say, and turned his head to look at the words written by Li Yihuan, such a juan show, it was likable at first glance.

He was a little unconvinced, so he practiced on the paper again and again, and finally wrote this character better.

Li Yihuan encouraged him on the side, "It can be seen that you don't have talent, but if you practice a few more times, wouldn't it look good?" I taught you a dozen words today, which is enough. ”

"When I'm not here, you have to practice these for me, and you can't be lazy."

Li Yihuan is like a gentleman, and he keeps telling him.

Hearing this, Song Zi'an nodded impatiently, put down the brush in his hand, and only felt that his fingers were sour.

The sky is getting dark, and Li Yihuan should go back, but she still has some unfinished feelings in her heart and refuses to leave.

Li Yaoji specially sent a palace maid to find Li Yihuan.

"Queen Mother, Lord Li asked the slave maid to come to Miss Li, he is going back to the house."