Feng Jiayu glanced at Feng Weihuan. Little aunt, no.
He glanced at the prince again. The prince quickly waved his hand: "Xiaoyu, I sprained my leg yesterday and my uncle can't ride the horse."
Feng Jiayu had no other choice.
"Okay." The young prince said weakly.
Feng Danyuan was in a very complicated mood.
It's true - God has reincarnation, who will God spare? He has always been the only one who despised others, but now he is so openly despised by his own son.
The point is, he can't give up on going back yet.
He wants to be a loving father with a broad heart: "Xiaoyu, let's go."
Stretch out your hand to take his.
The little guy put his hands behind his back and walked forward slowly like the housekeeper of Prince Yan's palace.
Feng Danyuan: "..."
I had no choice but to retract my hand in embarrassment.
Feng Weihuan and the prince, who were watching the play, saw that King Chen was deflated and had a hard time holding back his laughter.
*
Ever since King Chen appeared, the students in the Junior Class of the Imperial Academy became excited.
King Chen! The God of War of the Yun Kingdom! The big boss who has disappeared for a long time!!!
It's a pity that I didn't see the exam, but it is said that I got the first place in the exam. A good person will always be an all-rounder!
The next step is to try horse riding and archery.
Horse riding and archery!
I want to see the heroic appearance of King Chen Bofa!
The students in the junior class were so excited that some even pulled up their sheets, wrote the words "King Chen will win" and hung them on bamboo poles to cheer for King Chen.
Because the junior class and kindergarten class use the same martial arts training ground, students in the junior class can directly observe from outside the martial arts training ground.
"Come on King Chen!"
"King Chen will definitely win!"
...
Seeing the momentum that could not be said to be huge, but not small either, Wei Zi seemed to have returned to the scene of a modern sports meeting.
Feng Weihuan was speechless: "I didn't expect that the eldest brother has such a high reputation in the Imperial College. Your Highness, I have a question. They are all scholars. Why are the civil servants in the court so keen on impeaching the eldest brother, but the students of the Imperial College respect the eldest brother so much?"
"Because the peaceful and prosperous age of Yun Kingdom today was brought down by King Chen." The prince's voice was not soft, and the parents of the schoolchildren walking behind him heard it.
Including Dr. Yushitai.
The prince continued: "I once heard Princess Chen say something, and I was deeply touched by it: If you live high in a temple, you worry about its people; if you live far away from the rivers and lakes, you worry about your king. Worrying about the country, worrying about the people, and worrying about the king are all
Scholars should keep this in mind. King Chen fought for ten years and pacified the four regions. Only then could the Yun Kingdom be stable, the people be able to live in peace, and the king be at ease. Scholars will naturally respect him as a wise king."
Wei Zi also replied quietly: "Maybe he is just a student from the Imperial College, and he still has passion and a pure heart."
Doctor Yushitai pursed his lips.
Feng Jiayu couldn't help but look up at Feng Danyuan. However, the latter was too tall, and he could only see his slightly raised chin.
It turns out that he is so powerful. The young prince thought silently.
Just like the arithmetic test, Feng Jiayu still ranked last.
A few people sat outside and watched the children's game in front of them.
It has to be said that the education of the children in the enlightenment class starts from childhood - not one of them can't ride a horse!
Most of the parents' riding and shooting skills are also superb.
Feng Weihuan had a feeling of "escaping from death": Fortunately, her elder brother and sister-in-law arrived in time, otherwise she would definitely be at the bottom again in this competition.
What's going on with these people, don't they leave a way for ordinary people to survive?
