Staying in the academy, Wu Zheng became more and more bored. Mo Han had already learned how to ride a horse, and his good friend Luochen taught him how to ride a horse. Now, Wu Zheng can't even catch up with Mo Han's horse legs, so he has to ride his own horse every day.
The eager little pony followed behind and wandered around blindly.
In recent days, Xiaohua has been hiding away. Sometimes she doesn’t go to class at all and finds a place to relax. There are many students in the academy, but the subjects they offer are all different. When she encounters something interesting, Xiaohua will
Just be a bystander and listen with interest.
However, Xiaohua's move made Big Beard very anxious. Every day when he rides a horse, the first thing he has to do is to find his old rival. If he finds that the person has not come today, then he will have to wait for a long time this morning.
He even lost his good temper. Especially for those scholars who had never touched a horse, his temper was even worse.
He yelled at the scholars and scolded them, holding a riding whip in his hand. If anyone was timid and afraid of horses, he would go up and give them a few severe whips. Although this method was a bit harsh, the effect was still good.
At the very least, these scholars are no longer afraid of horses. In other words, they are more afraid of bearded men than horses.
Incidents of falling horses often happened, and the big bearded man looked at them with disdain, as if he had seen them too many times. But this situation was particularly scary in the eyes of the little man. He held the horse's reins tightly with his hands, for fear that something would happen accidentally.
The rope took off his hand, then spun 360 degrees in the air and finally landed perfectly.
But the amazing thing is that the horse under him is extremely docile. Since Luochen took over, the horse has not rioted again. I think this is the credit of the idol. He has a mysterious confidence in his idol Xiaohua,
He firmly believes that he is a person blessed by the little flower.
In the past two days, there has been no movement in Wong Tai Sin, and they no longer dare to sell fake goods. But Wu Zheng was thinking in his heart that without this old man causing trouble, the academy has become a little quiet. Now Wu Zheng understands that Wong Tai Sin
He is the soul of this academy. With him here, this academy is full of life.
Fast forward to the afternoon of the banquet day, Xiaohua chose a pink robe. For this reason, the old housekeeper rushed over from the house. The journey was so tiring that he almost vomited blood due to the bumps. He brought not only Xiaohua's
There are four sets of clothes in total. There are two sets of clothes for Wu Zheng and Luochen, and there is another set, but it is women's clothing.
The clothes worn by Wu Zheng and Luochen were not as unconventional as Xiaohua's, and they looked much more regular. They prepared a black dress for Luochen, but Xiaohua felt that she might not like it in other colors. So she simply asked the housekeeper to choose one.
Black clothes.
As for Wu Zheng's, Xiaohua said to the housekeeper: "It's up to you to choose." As a result, this set of clothes became the most difficult for the old housekeeper to choose. If he had chosen well, Xiaohua would not
Praise. But once you choose
If it doesn't suit Xiaohua's liking, then he will definitely be scolded. However, the old housekeeper obviously thinks too much, and Xiaohua will not care what Wu Zheng wears. If he hadn't felt that Wu Zheng would be embarrassed if he didn't dress better, he would
Too lazy to prepare clothes for Wu Zheng.
Wu Zheng put on new clothes and proudly took a picture in front of the bronze mirror. He looked very handsome. The clothes were yellow and had some patterns on them. Wu Zheng was very satisfied with this and smiled from ear to ear. He was arranging it
While sitting, he said to Xiao Hua and Luochen: "Am I good-looking?"
Luochen just glanced at it lightly, and then ignored it.
Xiaohua, on the other hand, said approvingly: "The clothes are good."
"Right." Wu Zheng was happy when he heard this.
However, Xiaohua actually had something else to say: "It's just that this person has a bit of a problem." At this point, Xiaohua looked confused, frowned and shook her head.
Wu Zheng vented his anger through his nose and glared at Xiaohua. He knew that if Xiaohua didn't hit him a little, he wouldn't be Xiaohua. He stopped talking to Xiaohua and walked happily in the room.
The old butler stood by and saw that Wu Zheng liked it very much, so he wiped the sweat from his head and breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he had prepared more than one set of clothes for Wu Zheng, for fear that Wu Zheng would not be satisfied.
Luochen's clothes also fit him very well. He was dressed in black, which matched his temperament very well. After putting on his clothes, he didn't rush to take a look in the mirror. Instead, he took the lead and put his long sword on his back.
Xiaohua was a little embarrassed to say it. He looked at the long sword and said lightly: "Can we not bring this sword tonight?"
"No." Before Xiaohua could even finish her words, Luochen refused with a cold face, very simply. This was a bit nerve-wracking, and I didn't know if I could bring weapons or anything like that to this banquet.
Seeing that the three of them had no other instructions, the old housekeeper said respectfully: "Master, I will leave first. The young lady is still waiting there." After that, he bowed again and slowly exited the door.
"Oh." Xiaohua responded subconsciously, but the next moment, as if he heard something, he immediately stopped the housekeeper and said, "Wait a minute, what did you just say?"
The old butler was startled by the young master's cry, and immediately froze in place, not daring to move. He looked a little frightened, and actually started to tremble. He thought to himself, he didn't say anything wrong, could it be that the young master wanted to fight?
Kill yourself?
Even so, he still pretended to be calm and said with a smile: "I will leave first, old slave."
Xiaohua shook her head, "No, another sentence."
Next sentence? The old housekeeper thought for a moment and then said: "The young lady is still waiting."
"Yes, that's it." Xiaohua clapped her hands, rushed to the old housekeeper, pointed at his nose and asked: "Why are you looking for my wife?" Xiaohua's tone was very domineering, like a dog protecting food.
Momentum. How can anyone else get their hands on his wife?
When the old housekeeper heard this, he was stunned. What was going on? He swore to himself that he had absolutely nothing to do with the young lady. He was so unjust, so unjust!
Xiaohua seemed to feel that something was wrong with his tone, so he coughed dryly, then changed to a calmer tone and said again: "I just want to ask you what are you doing?"
After hearing this, the old housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief. Master, Master, can you not scare the little people? When you are old, you can't help but scare. He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Go and deliver clothes."
"Send clothes?" When Xiaohua heard this, a bad thought came to her mind. Could it be that his wife also wanted to go to the banquet? So he hurriedly asked the housekeeper: "She is also going to the banquet?"
"Young master, you mean young lady?" The old housekeeper stared at his young master suspiciously. He felt that the young master was about to get angry.
"I'm asking you if that's true?" Xiaohua held her breath and said
Staring at the old housekeeper.
The old housekeeper was a little frightened and quickly answered "Yes."
The next moment, Xiaohua's heart exploded. What on earth did the damn crown prince have in mind? Even if he called himself over, he even called his wife over. Doesn't this count as thinking about his wife?
Woolen cloth?
The Nanyao delegation entered Beiliang City at ten o'clock in the afternoon. Suddenly, Beiliang Kingdom was in a state of excitement. There were many people watching, almost filling the entire main road of Beiliang City. Of course, they were not here to welcome the Nanyao delegation.
. They hate the Southerners deeply, and have been indoctrinated with the idea that Southerners are arrogant and unreasonable since they were young. Therefore, they come here just to watch the fun and leave some things to talk about after dinner.
Prince Nanyao was still so arrogant and looked majestic on his horse. Before he left, his father told him to show the people of Beiliang how powerful they were from the south. So, he entered the city.
Before, he deliberately let those useless envoys enter the carriage. According to him, these civil servants are useless and embarrassing.
"Look, that's the so-called Southern Prince." Such comments were made from time to time among the crowd.
"He looks pretty good, but he's wearing a little less clothes. Isn't he cold? He's really full of blood!" Someone else agreed.
In fact, I don’t blame everyone for saying this, it’s because the other party is really wearing less clothes. This southern prince always gets strange looks from time to time when he walks along the way. This prince is really resistant to freezing, it’s very cold.
Wear a vest every day.
The southern prince was trying hard to maintain his pride at the moment. He was naturally very cold, and he was still a little unaccustomed to the northern climate. But in order to show his so-called momentum, he chose to wear less clothes. Only in this way can others see him.
Only your own muscles can show your strength. As for the strange looks from everyone, it seems to him that they are full of admiration.
In the evening, when the sky was getting dark, the four people walked on the road to the banquet. As for why there were four people, everyone already knew. This fourth person was the young lady of the Hua family.
I have to say that no matter what clothes this woman wears, she will give Xiaohua a refreshing feeling. She is a natural clothes rack. Of course, except for the white clothes. Today, he is wearing a purple cheongsam, and his two big white legs dangle in front of Xiaohua's eyes.
, so conspicuous. Xiaohua felt a little want to laugh, but in the end she insisted on holding it back.
"Does it look good?" The woman had no expression on her face and looked at Xiaohua coldly.
Xiaohua was a little embarrassed, she withdrew her passionate gaze, curled her lips and said, "It's as if you're curious, but I didn't look at it." As she said that, she whistled to herself.
The woman was unmoved and threatened in a cold tone: "If you dare to look at me again, I will pluck out your eyes."
Wu Zheng followed Xiao Hua and the woman. He didn't dare to get close. He always felt that the relationship between Xiao Hua and the woman was full of murderous intent. When he heard the woman say that he wanted to pick his eyes, he was so scared that his legs became weak. He had not eaten for a day.
He even ate very little last night. He was waiting and preparing for this grand banquet.
In this regard, Xiaohua naturally understood the meaning. It was nothing more than laughing at Wu Zheng and saying that he had no future. Wu Zheng had done this kind of operation not once or twice, but he was used to it. After all, Wu Zheng was shameless.