Chapter 25 Zongxue

After the dinner, the emperor's uncle really talked about it: "Youyou, since you are already very good, if you don't go to Zongxue, it will be better to pass the life."

I nodded.

Then, he touched my forehead with a smile: "Learn some skills, and I will often review it!"

"No."

Zong Xue was not far from the Huanxi Hall, and the soft sedan chair stopped after a quarter of an hour. Biwa Zhu, with flying eaves, such a solemn building, at first glance, I thought it was a royal temple.

There has been a welcome in front of the door. The first person was actually the general manager Qin, who was supposed to be serving the early morning. He still looked modest and respectful: "Princes, the emperor ordered the old slave to come to Servo the entrance ceremony."

A man stepped out from behind him and bowed: "I respectfully welcome Your Highness."

"Free of courtesy." I answered by the way and suddenly reacted: Yeah? Tang Ying is not the Taifu of Zong Xue.

"Sir, please be worshipped by the students." I knelt down in a hurry.

Someone snickered. I looked up. Unexpectedly, it was Tang Lin who I saw that night. She was pretending to be calm with her sleeves, but her big curved eyes revealed her emotions.

"Lin'er, don't be rude." Tang Ying scolded, and at the same time, I was helped up by him in panic: "Your Highness, I can't stand it."

"Why, aren't you a teacher?" I was stunned.

"It is indeed a teacher, but this 'master' is not his master, Your Highness, you want to worship 'Confucius'! Zong Xue has always been like this, don't you know?" Tanglin replied.

"Your Highness, please forgive the little girl for being reckless." Tang Ying stopped Tang Lin, who was still about to speak, with her eyes.

Little girl? Tang Zhuo-Tanglin-Tang Ying, the relationship in the Han Palace is really inextricably linked~~

"Taifu, Ah You is ignorant, and the daughter is also a kind reminder. What's the crime?" I looked at Tang Ying, who was just over 40 years old. Her facial features were correct, bearded bearded, and her manners and appearance were full of a sense of book business.

"Thank you for your understanding." Tang Ying turned sideways and led the way: "Princess, please come here."

When I passed by Tanglin, she suddenly made a grimace at me. I was about to return to her, but General Manager Qin came to me to see the strange expression that I had not yet restrained.

I pretended to be calm: "Cough, cough, the weather is good today."

"Real?" He looked up at the dark clouds in the sky: "Your Highness, is it raining?"

"Well... However, even if it is inconvenient on a rainy day, isn't it a different kind of scenery? What do you think, Taifu?"

Tang Ying, who led the way in front of him, turned around and stroked his beard: "Don't be happy with things or be sad with yourself. It's so open-minded and indifferent that it's quite like a father." I never thought that a few nonsense words could be exchanged for such appreciation.

"Do you know your father well?"

"I'm really lucky to have a bad relationship with the Marquis of Ruyang." He nodded.

"That's it. But...why haven't I ever seen you?"

"This." He turned to me and sighed deeply: "It's been more than ten years. I still remember the last time Ruyang Marquis entered Beijing to welcome the eldest princess of Shunhua. Since then, he... and I haven't been able to get out of Gyeonggi."

"Princess, here we are." General Manager Qin interrupted our conversation and pulled Tang Ying back from his memory. He suddenly woke up: "Oh, Weichen said too much. No wonder, Your Highness!"

After three respectful worships in front of the bronze statue of Saint Kong, the so-called teacher worship was over.

Zong Xue's teaching place is a very open and bright hall. Three straight shapes have been placed in the north and south, and there are also three from the east. It is thought that three is the most positive number because three is nine. Moreover, nine is homophonic with "Jiu", the imperial power is permanent, and the country is not the greatest expectation of the emperors of all dynasties.

The one in the middle of the first row is slightly higher than the surrounding one, with a layer of black dark pattern table. At this time, it is empty, and you can know at a glance that it is the special seat of His Royal Highness. Behind him was Afu. She didn't look at me and seemed to be studying very attentively. And Duguhong's seat was on the right side of the prince. He went straight to me and gestured. I looked along. The left side of the prince was also empty, and the light table curtain on it was spotless, just like the owner of such a seat.

"Your Highness, this position was originally read by Zhao Shi, but now that he... doesn't sit here if you don't." After General Manager Qin finished speaking, Tang Ying had already ordered Lan Ying and Xia Wei to help me put the books on the table. I quickly stopped him: "No, since it's his position, it's natural to keep it for him." You have to leave a thought for His Royal Highness, right?

"Ye, that's it. That," Tang Ying looked at Duguhong with embarrassment, and the little boy also reacted and quickly stood up. I hurriedly grabbed them before they opened their mouth: "I'll sit behind him. The man is right by the window. Well, I think it's very good." It is still difficult to say respect, but I'm afraid that this situation can only be solved quickly by raising the so-called identity. Because in Zongxue, on the surface, they seem to be classmates, but this time must be strictly ranked according to their status, of course, except for the special situation of Tingyu.

When I really sat down, I found that there was a feeling of being attacked by the enemy. On the left side, I didn't say anything. Afu's cold atmosphere simply made me feel cold. I really couldn't figure it. In the past, her rejection of me was still half-covered, and now it's too white.

As for the one behind me, "Cough, cough..." My shoulder was patted fiercely. Tanglin's voice of "Xiuxiu enhanced version" came sweetly behind me: "Princess, I didn't expect that I would become a classmate so soon. Don't worry, Alin will take good care of you in the future." I was provoked by the word 'care' in her words. On the surface, she didn't dare to do anything, but she couldn't explain it clearly later. It seems that I have to be wary of the ability to secretly make a fuss in the future.

At this time, Du Guhong turned around and suddenly felt like a spring breeze, blowing away the tangled cold around him. Ayou, don't worry, Taifu's teaching varies from person to person, and you won't fall behind.

"However, there is an exam every month, and those who lag behind in their homework will be punished~~" Tang Lin interrupted.

"New entrants will be exempted from the exam in the first month." Tang Ying walked to the side with a pile of books in her hands: "Lin Er, I advise you to worry about yourself. Have you not copied enough of the Analects of Confucius last month?"

"Your Highness, what books have you read before?" He encouraged me with his eyes.

"Uh..." I was struggling between winning and hiding my light, but Dugu Hong suddenly answered for me: "I have read all four books and six classics, but I am not good at it."

"Uh-huh, that's true." I was transparent at one point and nodded frequently in his eyes. I have read the four books and six classics, but unfortunately, except for the "Book of Poetry" and "Le Jing" that I am interested in, the rest are deliberately mixed up under my father's water. However, I can't tell others that what I have been reading is actually "National Policy", "State Affairs", "Short and Long", "Shiyu", "Long Book", "Retouching Books"... These are the textbooks that should only be involved by His Royal Highness.

"The foundation is acceptable. With Your Highness's intelligence, I believe that you will never fall behind others." He put all the books in his arms on my back: "But 'the only way to learn is to work hard', Your Highness, you always have to work harder at the beginning."

Looking at the thick pile of books, I pouted and reluctantly replied with a smile, "No."

My Zongxue career began here: Mao Shi reported that I learned calligraphy first until Chen Shi. After using breakfast in the school, Tang Ying taught the lesson to everyone. Of course, I am an exception now, because a lot of homework by Lord Taifu is still waiting for me to work hard. Until the middle of the corner, Tang Yingcai will stop and let us study by ourselves. Afternoon is our free time, which also means the end of the cultural class.

Now I know that my current position was originally that of the daughter of the Zhao family, but since her marriage with the prince was decided, I will study in the future.

The woman sitting in the west of Afu, surnamed Lu, is the attendant of Princess An Yue. In fact, the eldest princess has not come to the school for a long time, but she still insists on coming every day. I remember seeing her once in the water house. That day, she happened to be playing the piano, and her piano skills were very good, which made me look at her two more times - long eyebrows, beautiful and leisurely. However, now she thinks that because she has done it and salutes, she is always covered with a light veil, with a sense of alienation.

What fell in the last seat was a somewhat round boy. Maybe at the age of twelve or three, he always buried his head very low. Except for teaching questions, he almost didn't say anything. Whenever he finished school, he was more neat than anyone else and disappeared with a prick. So for a long time, I couldn't even remember his appearance. The low existence of this person aroused my great interest, but when I asked, I was greatly shocked: this unattractive teenager is the son of the king of Guangling, the famous Wang Jian!

From time to time, it is time for us to practice riding and shooting. Usually, we practice at will in the small shooting range after school, and there is no special professor. They are all randomly looking for Yulinwei who is not in the class to replace him, and does not pay attention to shooting results. It is just a game. Every ten days, they will take us to the royal hunting ground to teach riding.

This is the first time I have come to the hunting ground with everyone, and I don't know how happy I am. From the west gate of the Han Palace, there is a special road leading to the hunting ground. It is not far away. It is said that standing in the highlands near the hunting ground, you can see the Xique of the Han Palace.

Under the clear blue sky, the blue grass is connected to the sky, and some purple and red wild flowers are decorated in it. Even the wind blows with a slightly sweet smell, which is really refreshing.

Seeing this painting, I couldn't help running all the way, and then fell to the ground, rolling happily, and stained with green.

Since the riding and shooting course is mostly aimed at men, generally speaking, women are just following the way, so... I looked around: the shade has been covered with a canopy and covered with a square mat. Jin Zan Yuer's Afu was shaking her fan and talking and laughing with Luo Qianjin, who covered her face with pearl veil.

"Your Highness, come and have a rest after the summer sun." After contact, I found that Luo Qianjin was not as indifferent as her appearance, but often took care of her because she was a few years old. I was about to follow her greeting, but I didn't want to turn around and see a person, so I immediately changed my mind.