"Miss Xiang, the day before yesterday, when I went back, I went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see it, although the plaque has been renewed, but the threshold has not been changed, hahaha......"

"And the doorkeeper still has gauze on his head and arms, hahaha."

"Also, I heard that your family's guard kung fu is very strong, can you teach my family's guard ...... in the future?"

Qian Zhuye sat down, a small mouth crackling out.

Ye Qianning pressed the door of his head: "Food is not speech." ”

"Didn't you just finish? I saw it all. ”

Ye Qianning: "......"

It's definitely authentic, and the disciple can't control it.

Qianfan is such a quiet person, how can there be such a mouth cannon in the house.

"Miss Xiang, is it still in the same class as us when you go to the school palace? Let me tell you, our prime minister's son is also in our class. "A thousand night reminders.

"Oh? That one? Ye Qianning heard a little interested.

Qian Zhuye turned his head and glanced behind him, and pointed his little finger over: "That, that kid in the second row is Takasaki." ”

Ye Qianning also looked over, Prime Minister Gao Cheng is also an old man, and he is also very fond of this son, at this time, Gao Qi has finished eating, stands up with a tray, and goes to the place where the dinner plate is placed.

At the age of twelve, he is a talent, and this is the ......

"So short?"

Is the food in the school palace added to the scales, how do you feel that there is no big man in a class.

"Shhh, you can't say that you're short in front of him, everything else is good, but as soon as you say it's short, he will lose his temper." Qianchai whispered to each other.

Ye Qianning stared at the back of the villain, a twelve-year-old seven or eight-year-old man, and felt that he was walking a little strangely, and his neck was also very short and a little unsound.

"I heard yesterday that Takasaki asked about you."

"Inquire about me? I want revenge. ”

"No, I asked when you came to the Academy, and he asked the Eighth Prince about your appearance." Qian Zhuye said and looked at Sang Zhi: "Isn't it, Eighth Prince." ”

"Inquire about what I look like?" Ye Qianning was suspicious, shouldn't she shout and kill when she beat his father, and ask her what she looks like?

Sang Zhi's face darkened: "Disciple rules, don't criticize others." ”

"Anyway, the master didn't see it, so he didn't ...... it."

"Ahem!"

Before Qian Zhuye's words were finished, Master Zhang had already stood at their table.

"If you violate the disciple's rules, each person will copy it ten times, and give it to me before class."

Sang Zhi got up: "Yes, Master." ”

Typical good student.

"Huh? Ten times? The lunch break is like this, how can you finish copying? Qianzhuye wrinkled his little face.

"If you can't finish copying, you will copy it after class, and if you can't finish copying today, you won't be allowed to go back." The master had a cold face.

Chizuya was deflated like a ball.

"I'm going to copy it too?" Ye Qianning asked.

Zhang Fuzi glanced at it very complicatedly: "As the dean, you can't break the rules of the school palace, you copy it fifteen times." ”

“……”

Ye Qianning complained bitterly in his heart, blaming the gossip surnamed Qian.

It is difficult for her to write two words in traditional Chinese, and there are always hundreds of disciple rules, and she can't copy them in two days after fifteen times.

At the end of the meal, Ye Qianning was dragged by the two to copy the disciple rules.

At this time, it was a lunch break, and the students all went back to take a break after eating, and there was no one in the school except for them who were punished.

Ye Qianning stared at the rice paper with a brush, he had a headache, he didn't eat enough, and he was punished fifteen times for disciple rules, he was really wronged......

The two next to her had already written one, and she still hadn't started writing.

"Why don't you write it, you've done it fifteen times." I copied it all over the night.