Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 57 Classroom
The little bastard is stealing.

Big black fat dozed off.

The tiger-fighting boy was deep in thought.

Only the young Ah Xun was listening carefully to the class.

He carefully wrote down every word the national teacher said.

His eyes are focused and serious.

The way he listened, people couldn't help but keep talking.

The national teacher held a book in his hand, and he was spitting all over the place.

He doesn't like being a teacher, and he hasn't taught others specifically.

Although he has disciples, they all pay attention to precepts and deeds.

That's how he followed his master back then.

Learn from the bits and pieces of life.

So he taught his disciples the same way. In short, he basically didn't teach anything.

Of course, the little princess didn't know that the little princess Yi fell in love with him the first time she saw the long hair fluttering and the heavy smoke in the white Taoist robe.

Heavy smoke satisfies all her fantasies about ancient handsome men.

Good looking, abstinence.

As for Empress Xiaozhao, she doesn't mind if the little national teacher has learned the essence of the national teacher, she is only worried about the exposure of what happened back then, because she always feels that the national teacher knows, and for some reason, she chose to hide it for herself.

She doesn't need others to hide it for her, she doesn't trust anyone.

Even the aunt who brought her up from a young age, she let her die, let alone the national teacher who knows no friends or enemies.

Empress Xiao Zhao didn't dare to go too far. After all, although the emperor is a soft-hearted person, his temperament is very self-willed. When he is angry, he doesn't listen to anyone, but his temper comes and goes quickly. After a while, I started talking about the national teacher again.

She can only secretly arrange some staff.

The palace walls are majestic in the palace, and the little princess is dressed in gorgeous clothes, sitting upright and listening to the lectures of the husband. Although she is very young, she already looks like a fair lady. .

"The princess is really talented. She is so young, she actually created a font of her own." The old man stood in front of the princess, holding his snow-white long beard with one hand, with a shocked expression on his face.

"Sir, my writing skills are weak, and my writing is very average. My father said that your handwriting is excellent. Let me learn more from you." The little princess's voice was immature, but her words were clear. Let the old gentleman listen elated.

The old man is getting old, he used to be the emperor's enlightenment gentleman.

In order to show the importance he attaches to the little princess, the emperor even invited his teacher to enlighten the little princess.However, what the little princess said would naturally not be said by the emperor, how could the emperor remember to teach him the words of the enlightened gentleman, okay?

The old man was also a little suspicious in his heart. The emperor in his memory was not a person who would praise others.

However, what the little princess said still made him very happy. The old pedant's face was already wrinkled, but now it was even more wrinkled.

"Although the princess's writing skills are weak, the font is novel and unprecedented. Given time, she will definitely be able to..." The old gentleman became more and more satisfied as he read it.

"What can you do?" The emperor asked in a loud voice as he went up and down, pushed the door open and entered.

When the little princess saw the person coming, she jumped off her chair, wanted to run to the emperor, but remembered what the empress had taught her, so she slowed down her pace and saluted dignifiedly: "My son, Yi Ren, pays homage to the emperor."

The emperor standing at the door saw that his little princess really looked more and more beautiful.

The little girl's long hair, white skin, big eyes, long neck, and that miniature phoenix skirt, on her body, are shining golden, but they don't hide her beauty.

Anything, including people, seems to look great shrunken down.

Five years later, there is still no new child in the palace, but the little princess has grown up safely.

Sure enough, Shen Guo, as the national teacher said, the weather is smooth, the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

However, he asked the national teacher why he didn't have any more children. Although the princess is a lucky star, the one who inherits the throne can't choose the princess. He still wants a prince.

These years, he has been in good health and his glory has not diminished, but he doesn't know why he has nothing to show for it.

The emperor didn't know where he heard it, and he asked the national teacher about being cursed.

The national teacher insisted that there was no.

Unexpectedly, when the little princess was playing one day, she passed by the gate of the Xihe Palace of the former empress, and suddenly passed out.

Then the witch puppet was found from the former queen, and it actually had her birthday on it.

The emperor thought that the national teacher had colluded with the former queen, and was furious.

He was also very scared in his heart, if it wasn't for Yi Ren's fainting, he didn't know about it yet, and he became more and more convinced that the little princess was his lucky star.

"Free of courtesy, flat body." The emperor loves the little princess, and is very satisfied to see her being so polite at such a young age.

"Your mother taught you very well." The emperor laughed.

"I was taught by the queen mother and the emperor together." The little princess said wittily.

The emperor also laughed out loud, Longyan was delighted.

"What did you just say, sir?"

"I'm praising the princess's handwriting. It's very good. If you practice hard, you will definitely become a generation of masters in the future." The old man replied with a straight back.

Shen Guo literati have a very high status and pay attention to respecting teachers.

The old gentleman used to be the emperor's enlightenment, that is, the emperor's teacher, so there is no need to salute, especially when teaching.

The emperor is also used to it, but seeing the awesome old gentleman praise his daughter with a face full of admiration, he was very happy, thinking that when he was the prince, the husband never praised himself, but always praised his elder brother.

"Yi Ren works so hard, what reward do you want?"

The little princess thought for a while, and said in a childish voice: "Father, I am too lonely to study alone, can you let Heavy Smoke accompany me?"

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and when he heard Yi Ren say that she was too lonely, he became more and more resentful towards the matter of the national teacher and the former queen in his heart.

That poisonous woman never thought that when she spared her life back then, she would dare to curse herself.

He nodded with a dark face.

Turn back and let the Queen arrange it.

In this year's draft, a woman who is very good at playing chess was selected, and the emperor has recently been able to play chess.

After taking a look at his most precious daughter, the emperor went to the little nobleman who was good at chess.

The little princess Yi Ren respectfully saluted her father and sent her father off. Looking at the direction her father was going, there was a complicated look in her big beautiful eyes.

The old gentleman nodded behind his back, very satisfied with the princess's etiquette.

Without the emperor's interruption, the teaching continued.

The little princess held the brush upright, writing stroke by stroke.

A head of beautiful and smooth black hair neatly draped over her shoulders.

When turning slightly, the pearl hairpin on the head will also shake slightly, and a beam of light occasionally flashes in the huge room.

……

In the small room, the national teacher was holding a book, and he was speaking in a cadence. In the classroom, there was a high and low breathing sound, one after another.

That was the breathing of Xiao Wu and Shen You, both of whom were actually asleep.

Especially Xiao Wu, who slept soundly and snored.

And Xiao Shenyou was not much better, a string of saliva wetted the brand new small notebook, and the small dimples on his head fell on the notebook.

(End of this chapter)