Chapter 3 The Little County King

After Lu Wanzhi sent Jiang Suling away, she returned to the boudoir.

The Zhuangzi here is at the foot of the mountain, and in the summer of previous years, he would always come to live for a while, so the Zhuangzi here does not need to be repaired to move in.

Lu Wanzhi sat at the desk and wanted to write a letter to her father and mother about the peace, but she couldn't put down the pen several times.

My father and mother are far away in Jiangnan, and if I know about her and separation, I must be worried.

That's it, my father and mother will come back in a few months, and I will tell them about the separation when my father and mother come back.

……

In the palace of the king of Chu.

Jiang Suling and her husband Zhao Yi went to the courtyard of the little county king, and saw the little county king lying on the wooden couch to recuperate, Jiang Suling was still surprised by the appearance of the little county king every time she looked at the little county king.

Xiaojunwang's biological mother was very good-looking back then, known as the first beauty in Chang'an, Jiang Suling has never seen it, but I heard that Xiaojunwang looks similar to Princess Chu, which can show that the rumors were true.

Jiang Suling's husband, Zhao Yi, looked at the young man lying on the bed and said, "Little Junwang, Su Ling has already found a academy for you, which is the famous Qinglan Academy in Chang'an. ”

The young man blinked his long eyelashes like a fan, and when he heard this, he got up from the bed and pulled the wound, and gasped: "Qinglan Academy? Are you kidding? ”

Jiang Suling said: "No jokes, Qinglan Academy belongs to my best friend Lu Wanzhi, she is now in charge of Qinglan Academy, you can go to study in the academy, don't make the prince angry."

Zhao Heng frowned and said: "This little Wang is not going to the academy, I don't want to take the top prize jinshi, if you make him angry, you will be angry, he has not taken care of me for more than ten years, what kind of old man is he doing at this time?" If it weren't for the emperor's grandmother in retreat, look at him...... Shhh ”

Zhao Yi persuaded: "Xiaojun Wang, you also know that the Queen Mother is not in the palace at this time, you still don't want to make the prince angry, just go to the academy for a few days obediently, save yourself from being beaten by the prince again, and wait for the Queen Mother to return to the Buddha." ”

Jiang Suling followed and persuaded: "What the husband said is true, Xiaojun Wang, your old injuries are not healed, the prince is in a hurry these days because he can't find the academy that is willing to take you in, if you know that you can go to Qinglan Academy but don't go, I'm afraid you will be even more angry, and you will have to use the family method again." ”

Zhao Heng said irritably: "Isn't it just a Qinglan Academy?" Can't I go? ”

Zhao Yi and Jiang Suling looked at each other and smiled.

It happened that it was dinner time, everyone went to the hall to eat, Zhao Heng was injured, and he could only sit on a soft cushion, and his eyes were full of anger when he saw the prince of Chu.

The prince of Chu is only about forty now, and the perennial guards in Mingzhou seem to be a lot darker, and they are even more majestic.

Zhao Yilian said: "Father, there is good news today, Su Ling entrusted her friend Mrs. Wu Anhou in her boudoir and promised to let Xiaojun Wang enter Qinglan Academy. ”

Lord Chu smiled a little, "Qinglan Academy is the best academy in Chang'an, how could he be willing to take in this unlearned and unskilled gentleman?" ”

Jiang Suling said: "I have been friends with Lu Wanzhi, the owner of Qinglan Academy, since childhood, Wanzhi heard that the prince protects the family and defends the country, and she has great respect for the prince."

King Chu Xiaojun snorted lightly, what is there to revere, that Mrs. Wu'an Hou has really bad vision!

The prince of Chu said: "Since it was Mrs. Wu'anhou who helped, then tomorrow Yi'er, you will go to Wu'anhou's Mansion to thank you." ”

Jiang Suling even stopped and said: "Father-in-law, you don't have to go to Wu'anhou's Mansion to thank you, Wanzhi is about to reconcile with Wu'anhou, that Wu'anhou is really not a thing, he raised the outer room as soon as he got married, and now the outer room has a child, and he still wants to record the outer room in the name of his wife." ”

When the King of Chu heard this, he said, "Lu Wanzhi? But Lu Xiangye's granddaughter? ”

"Yes, it is the daughter of the Lu family who passed by Yuezhou when we came to Chang'an." Jiang Suling said.

The King of Chu said: "The Lu family is a family of scholars, but this Wu'an Hou Mansion is a bit deceitful, Su Ling, if your friend is embarrassed by something, tell her that she can find the Chu Palace's help." ”

"Thank you, Daddy."

The king of Chu warned Zhao Heng, who was eating resentfully, "I went to Qinglan Academy to study hard, I am nineteen years old, don't be a child, if you don't even want you in Qinglan Academy, see if you can live until your imperial grandmother comes back to support you!" ”

Zhao Heng clenched his chopsticks, no matter what, he would hold on until the imperial grandmother came back.

……

In March, the spring is beautiful, the peach blossoms on the mountain are blooming, and today is also the day when the students come to Qinglan Academy after the spring break.

Lu Wanzhi no longer had to worry about the chores in the backyard of the Hou Mansion, so she discussed the curriculum of this year's academy with various masters in the academy.

Different from other private schools, Qinglan Academy also teaches the six arts, and there are courses for the number of lile and imperial books.

This year, there are two more toddler classes, and the archery is too young, Lu Wanzhi plans to let these children practice the five bird opera to strengthen their bodies first.

Lu Wanzhi said to the master of the kindergarten class: "Master Wu, today the king of Chu Xiaojun will come to study in your kindergarten class. ”

Wu Fuzi's eyes widened: "Chang'an Little Overlord? ”

Lu Wanzhi was shocked when he saw Wu Fuzi like this: "He finally entered Qinglan Academy, presumably he won't make trouble, just treat him like an ordinary student." ”

Zhao Yi sent Zhao Heng to Qinglan Academy, and the students in Qinglan Academy have a vacation every ten years, and they usually live in the academy.

Zhao Yi was afraid that Zhao Heng would not be used to living in the academy, so he sent Zhao Heng to the yellow character class, so he went to find Lu Wanzhi alone.

Zhao Yi said: "Thank you Miss Lu for letting Xiaojun Wang come to study in the academy, but Qinglan Academy has rules for students to live in the academy." This little county king is a noble man and has been used to enjoying happiness since he was a child, do you think you can let him live outside? ”

Lu Wanzhi said: "I shouldn't have made this exception, but there are many students this year, and there is indeed no separate room for him to live in, and the Lu Garden where I live is not far from the academy, if he doesn't dislike letting him live in Lu Yuan." ”

Zhao Yi said: "Where you will dislike it, it is that the foreign man lives with you, I am afraid that it will hinder your reputation." ”

Lu Wanzhi said: "It's okay, who in this Chang'an doesn't know that my Lu family is a family of poetry and books, how can I have a relationship with the king of the county who doesn't know poetry and books?" ”

Zhao Yi chuckled and said, "Then I'll go back to the palace and let people send the items used by the little county king to Lu Yuan." ”

Lu Wanzhi nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Zhao Heng walked around the academy for a while.

When Wu Fuzi came to the courtyard, he saw a beautiful young man at a glance, and there was really no student in this academy who could compare to his face.

King Chu Xiaojun has a face that everyone loves, but he has the name of Chang'an Xiaobawang, which shows how bad his temperament is.

Wu Fuzi said in a sneering manner: "Little County King, I am your master, you can come with me." ”

Zhao Heng and Wu Fuzi entered a school, and there were about sixteen desks in it, and Wu Fuzi let Zhao Heng sit down in the last desk.

After Zhao Heng took his seat, he flipped through the books on the desk, "Isn't this a thousand-character text?" ”

Wu Fuzi smiled and said, "The little county king still knows the thousand-character text?" ”

"I learned it when I was three years old, why do you need me to learn a thousand words?"

As soon as Zhao Heng's voice fell, he heard the sound of a group of children chattering inside, and after the children entered, Wu Fuzi arranged seats for them.

Zhao Heng saw the four or five-year-old children on the side, with a string of snot on his nose, and he was very disgusted, "Old man, you won't let me study with this group of children, right?" ”

Wu Fuzi said respectfully: "Little Junwang, this is what our dean meant, the dean said that with your knowledge, these enlightened children are just right to learn together, and reading must be gradual." ”

A layer of gloom appeared on Zhao Heng's face, he had never been born with such a great humiliation.