Emperor concubine and phoenix

Chapter 200

Nan Si slightly twitched the corner of her mouth.

If the emperor had such an idea, there is no doubt that the performance of the little wolf cub was the best.

Although he is still young now, he can already tell that the Seventh Prince of Japan must be a person who can secure the world with his pen and set the world right away with his martial arts.

She couldn't help but wonder in her heart, whether Taifu Gu often went to the palace to report the performance of the princes in the academy to the emperor, would it be the most important criterion for judging who is suitable to be in charge of the country in the future?

Will Grand Tutor Gu hide the truth?

Nan Si closed her eyes in silence.

Although she already had a rough judgment in her heart, she still needed to make an accurate confirmation just in case.

Well, someone should first check the background details of Mr. Gu and these old masters.

However, if you want to be qualified to sit in the mountains and rivers, it is not enough to have both civil and military skills.It needs strong supporters, or the assistance of a strong power organization.

Civil servants and generals are indispensable.

I don't know if the emperor's uncle secretly prepared these for the future prince.

Nan Si looked up at the school field.

Well, the First Prince was punished again.

In view of his poor performance, the strong and strong instructor lashed at his thigh with a hard arrow, causing the already overwhelmed eldest prince to almost fall to the ground.

Tsk, what a pity.

God seems to have taken back all the honor and favor he has received in the past 16 years, leaving only suffering.

Nan Si couldn't help picking her lips, she was three years older than the little wolf cub, why couldn't she bear this bit of hardship?
Thinking of what the emperor said angrily to him yesterday, you have high hopes?

If the emperor's uncle really had high hopes for such a son and hoped to hand over the country to him, then it must be said that the emperor's uncle's brain and eyes were not very good.

Obviously the Seventh Prince is more suitable.

Just as this thought flashed through my mind, the martial arts instructor sternly reprimanded me on the school grounds: "The eldest prince is three years older than the seventh prince, and his physical strength and arm strength should be better than the seventh prince's, but the eldest prince's performance today is really good." Terrible."

Terrible.

These four words broke Ye Junchen's self-esteem and heart, and his bloodless face became more and more pale and ugly.

The disheveled hair was sticking to his forehead mixed with sweat, and his pale face told the state of his body that was almost exhausted at this time, and he couldn't see the previous high-spiritedness at all.

But compared to these, what Ye Junchen hated more was being compared with Ye Junling.

He is obviously weak today, not bad at archery, but the masters and martial arts instructors turned a blind eye and deliberately made things difficult for him, and the cause of all this was because of Ye Junling.

If it wasn't for him last night, how could he have been punished by his father?

If it hadn't been for kneeling and copying the "Book of Filial Piety" all night, how could he lose again and again because of bad spirits today?
Why does Ye Junling compare with him?

Ye Junchen hated to the extreme in his heart, and couldn't help but clenched his palm tightly.

But the young man whom he hated was just standing quietly at the side, his eyes involuntarily crossed the school grounds, and looked at the locust tree in the distance.

Nan Si raised her brows slightly, curled her lips at her, and quietly gave her a thumbs up.

Is this a compliment?
Ye Junling was slightly stunned, then pursed his lips lightly, with an inconspicuous arc showing from the corners of his lips.

Nan Si was indeed praising him.

Although she didn't quite agree with the martial arts teacher comparing the two princes together in front of so many people - because this would only make the narrow-minded eldest prince hold grudges.

But the little wolf cub behaved well, so naturally he had to praise it to make him happy.

(End of this chapter)