Moment.

The ghost follows the little guy.

The little guy carried the lantern and looked back from time to time.

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The study room of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Shen Tang followed the words of the national teacher's own rules and performed the apprenticeship ceremony.

Outside the window, the sky is dark, and the candles in the window are clear.

"Again, remember, every three days, come to school when you're ugly."

Shang Li raised the tail of his eyes slightly, and his beautiful and narrow eyes looked down at the small box in his hand.

The delicate slender five fingers of the bone joints are like jade, and the small box is uncovered.

A hosta is revealed in the box, resembling begonia petals.

The peach blossom eyes of the young man of the national teacher overflowed with obvious joy.

The begonia hosta looks exactly the same as the master's carving.

Think about it here.

The national teacher Shang Li hurriedly left the study and saw the person who had been invited in advance, who was identifying whether the hosta and the hosta worn by Shang Li belonged to the same person.

Shen Tang flipped through the teaching books that Shang Li had just left behind.

The little girl with long eyelashes slightly lowered and beautiful black hair stared at the book for a while, feeling that the handwriting was somewhat familiar.

Long.

Shang Li learned that the begonia hosta was indeed from the hand of one person.

The lips are lightly hooked, and the dark eyes are full of joyful smiles.

Ground.

Shang Li frowned.

"No, Master left five years ago, even if he is reincarnated as a human, it is impossible to reincarnate in the year of the golden hairpin, isn't it, not Master?

But if not, how could it be carved by the same person. ”

He had thought before that even if it was reincarnation, it would not be a real master, so why should he bother.

He used to think the same way, why is he entangled today.

Think about these.

The national teacher, who was dull and depressed, remembered those things when the master used to teach.

The national teacher's long black eyes flashed with a playful smile.

"Xiao Shen Tang is not a master, as a master, I occasionally bully her, just like the master bullied me at the beginning."

Shang Li muttered for a moment.

Tie up the velvet and step into the snowy snow with long legs.

There are still two small balls of edelweiss hidden in the cuffs, wearing the white wrist bones of the young national teacher.

The young man of the national teacher hooked his lips, looked through the window paper, and saw the faintly revealed figure of the little girl in the candlelit study.

Half a day.

Flour and other items appeared in front of the little girl.

I was puzzled.

"Didn't Master teach me the art of foreknowledge and send people to send these things to do, not to mention, this is a study and not a kitchen."

Speaking of which.

The little girl's white face was lifted with flour by the national teacher and smeared on the little girl's face.

Shen Tang wiped the flour off the side of his face, and his eyes were dark.

Shang Li's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

"As an apprentice, you can't learn the master's ability for free, you should pay for it, today's reward is to make enough 100 pastries, if you can't do it, I can let someone teach you."

Shang Li's eyes did not squint again, and his tone was slightly harsh.

Shen Tang: "......"

Are you sure you're not kidding her?

The next moment.

Shen Tang's water and bright eyes were slightly dyed.

Hold the flour tightly in small white hands.

Shang Li bent down slightly, looking down at the little girl who was obviously angry.

"Xiao Shen Tang, I'll tease you, learn what I taught you while making pastries, the art of foreknowledge is not learned directly, you need to lay a good foundation, take your time, don't rush."

"Are you sure Master isn't playing tricks on me?"

Speaking of which.

Shen Tang pinched a handful of flour, his snow-white hands were dyed with flour, and his little face was suspicious.

Shang Li's seductive and lazy eyes are full of banter.

"Little Shen Tang guess."

Shen Tang's young and immature beautiful golden hairpin's age face was expressionless.

"If the National Teacher plays me, I will also find a way to play the National Teacher."

The national teacher listened to Xiao Shen Tang's cold tone and chuckled.

"Don't kid you, let's get started."

Half a day.

Shen Tang was instructed and taught by the national teacher.

The little girl raised her porcelain white hand that kneaded the dough and muddled the national teacher's face.

The fair-skinned face of the national teacher is dyed with wet and glutinous flour.

"Apprentices should study hard, don't retaliate against Master, Master just said that you are stupid, it's a fact, you don't take flour to paste Master."

Shen Tang felt that the national teacher was very bad, and pressed the dough a few times, puffing angrily.

"You are the smartest, and you are the smartest in the world."

The national teacher raised his cuffs slightly, exposing his wrists wrapped in snow pompoms.

His fingers were slender and he held the dough that Shen Tang pressed indiscriminately.

The corners of the lips curled.

"Becoming a national teacher at a young age is different from a stupid person like you, an apprentice, of course, you are a smart teacher."

Suddenly.

A familiar Yin ghost voice rang out outside the door.

"Shen Tang, I just heard you say that you want to make pastries, can you let me in, I want to eat it too."

Hear the words.

Shang Li glanced sideways at the door of the study.

The eyes seemed to be smiling.

The tone was gentle: "Then let you in." ”

The ghost bent his eyes, grinning like glowing eyes.

Until the Yin Ghost was forced to help Shen Tang make pastries.

The Yin Ghost lowered his head and whispered, "If I knew this, I wouldn't have wanted pastries." ”

Shang Li remembered that the ghost was beaten.

There is a small candied fruit hidden in his lips and teeth, and his cheeks are bulging one after another.

The National Teacher in the year of the dancing elephant has a picture of small animals swallowing food at this moment.

"Why can the apprentice hit this Yin ghost, the Yin ghost has no spells?"

Shen Tang took a bite of the raw dough and frowned.

"Secret, the apprentice can't tell the master."

The national teacher is slightly sleepy.

The tails of his eyes are long, his eyes are hazy and lazy, and he glances at the ghost.

Long.

Delivered to the kitchen of the mansion and steamed with pastries.

Listen intently to the basic stage of the Foreknowledge Technique taught by the National Teacher.

Shen Tang felt that this might take a talented person to learn.

The national teacher caught a glimpse of Shen Tang's low expression, and hooked his lips slightly: "Do you think that you can't learn without talent, it doesn't matter, what I taught you is not a talented person like me, but a person without talent to learn the method, which is similar to the art of divination." ”

Shen Tang covered his little face with an even more lonely expression.

The national teacher said: "Don't worry, under my teaching, you can still predict a small thing." ”

Moment.

Shen Tang cheered up and continued to study.

[Tangtang host, the national teacher is talented, you can predict the future and see the illusion by pinching your fingers directly, the host learns slowly, don't worry, and the most important thing for the host is to kill the female partner~]

A short word from the correction system rang in my ears.

Shen Tang's dark eyes looked down at the book on the table.

Look at one head and two big.

"Master, why do you pinch your fingers and still see the future directly?"

Asked about these.

The corners of Shen Tang's lips raised slightly, and his eyes were bright.

A dark color flashed in the depths of Shang Li's deep eyes, and his long white fingers touched the study books on the table.

"As a teacher, you still need to learn slowly, and now, you don't even know the basics."

Shen Tang drooped his head.

"Got it."

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The hour flows, and it is the third day of the middle of December.

Chang Ming was punished for a few days.

Today will be the end of the punishment.

Mrs. Chang heard that the people who were sent to investigate the affairs of the year would probably arrive at the Prime Minister's Mansion in the next two days, and she was quite happy.

Suddenly.

Mrs. Chang looked sideways at the old slave maid.

"The old woman who was punished to be the lowest slave, remember to bring her over, by the way, Tang'er said that she went out to play today, can you bring enough silver taels?"

The old slave had a kind face and a smile.

Bow slightly.

"Back to Mrs., Miss Shen has brought enough, Mrs. treats Miss Shen so well, and allows Miss Shen to play for two days."

Mrs. Chang's eyes were smiling and gentle, and her mind flashed the figure of her second daughter.

"If she is really Tangtang's third sister, I will not treat her badly."

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Outside the house, Lexiang Pavilion.

Looking down on the lower floor, the guests in antique clothes.

Shen Tang hooked the corners of his lips, propped his chin slightly, and lowered his eyes to stare at the six princes who were running around stupidly.

Suddenly.

Some of the Assassins brazenly flew out of all directions and assassinated the Six Princes one after another.

The people of the palace who protected the Six Princes, the ordinary people of Qiao Zhuang, saw the assassin make a move, and immediately appeared.

The Six Princes ran in a panic, the ground stained with the blood of the Assassins.

There were more assassins, and several waves of people appeared.

Inside the private room.

Shen Tang took a bite of the fragrant roast duck leg and watched as those assassins finally succeeded in attacking the Six Princes.

The jade pendant on the six princes shone brightly.

Next moment.

The Assassins fell to their knees in an instant, unable to strike again.

The six princes stared blankly at everything in front of them.

The fleeing guests had already left the first floor of the Lexiang Pavilion.

The sixth prince grabbed the jade pendant, and his eyes gradually seemed to shine.

"Liuliufu has a great life and survived."

Speaking of which.

The six princes clapped their hands happily.

The jade pendant suddenly fell to the ground, shattered and stained.

The six princes cried and choked to themselves, and ran out of the restaurant.

Half an hour.

Shen Tang saw Yan Chaoji and one person, appearing and leaving from a door on the second floor of the private room.

Not for long.

Through the crack in the door, the little girl stared at Yan Chaoji and returned to the private room.

The man who was talking to Yan Chaoji's subordinates and was wearing rags and rags followed Yan Chaoji's men into the private room.

A pillar of incense has passed.

The man was kicked out of the private room and the door was shut.

The man, whose hair was dyed with the smell of tea and whose body was in disarray, glanced at the door of the private room and snorted softly, his eyes cowardly and a little displeased.

muttered in a low voice: "What kind of person, let me do things for you, and humiliate me, it's really too deceitful." ”

Speaking of which.

The man patted his body and stood up.

Shen Tang's little white hand raised the curtain fence.

Put it on securely.

The little girl in a luxurious and beautiful skirt covering her face seemed to inadvertently follow the man.

Half a day.

Outside the Lexiang Pavilion Restaurant.

The man wanted to buy a little wine to drink,

A shallow trail of blood crossed his neck.

The man panicked and looked sideways at the girl who was masking her face.

"Who you are, what you have to do,"

The next sentence is not repeated.

The sword in Shen Tang's hand changed direction and slammed into the wall behind the man.

Through a cloth hand, he tightly covered the man's lips.

Choked the man's neck.

Relax your strength slightly and pull into the deep alley.

The cloth is dyed with a soft stun medicine, which can make a man temporarily unable to have strength, wait for a while, and the effect of the medicine on the body will naturally disappear.

There was no third person around.

Of course, Yin ghosts are not living people.

Shen Tang's deliberately suppressed voice rang in the man's ears.

The man swallowed the poison that Shen Tang forcibly stuffed in, and he was terrified.

Moment.

The man sat on the ground, his body shaking.