Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 267 Emperor Cultivation Manual (10)

This time, there is no need for the little emperor to speak in person, and someone next to him immediately muttered in a moderate voice: "It's clear that you can't afford to lose, so why can't His Majesty win?"

Children's minds are more pure. These children are only seven or eight years old, and the oldest is only 11 years old. They don't know much about the competition in the officialdom of their parents.

In their world, most of them are still pure and simple.

Although they were taught not to help the little emperor before, some more passionate and righteous boys couldn't help it at this moment.

"That is to say, Brother Shang, although you have the upper hand, your majesty is only inferior to you in archery, and your riding skills are still very good."

"Besides, Your Majesty is still young, that was really good just now, but Brother Shang, you made several mistakes that shouldn't be made."

If it was replaced by other people present, they might not be able to maintain their stature under such an offensive.

Seeing his former friends turning against Shang Yu Fan one by one, Shang Zhiyuan's face turned red with anger.

"You...you really don't understand anything!"

"No, check for me! Someone must have moved my horse!" Shang Zhiyuan shouted angrily, his eyes were red.

The servants next to him looked at each other, not knowing who to listen to.

"What's wrong?" A voice came from not far away.

Shang Zhiyuan, who was still in a hurry to jump on the field, turned pale instantly when he heard the voice.

The person who came was the regent Shang Jin.

Shang Jin was wearing a black court dress with four-clawed python pattern printed on it. He looked noble and majestic. As he walked this way, he frowned more and more as he listened to the explanations from the servants.

When he heard that Shang Zhiyuan took the initiative to provoke the little emperor and hadn't won yet, Shang Jin's face was too dark to look at.

Hearing that Shang Zhiyuan yelled loudly that he couldn't afford to lose, Shang Jin was already full of anger.

It was hard for him to blow the little emperor's self-confidence quietly, and his own son took the initiative to give away the head in a blink of an eye?
It's right to suppress the little emperor, but who told you to do it clearly!

Shang Jin had a headache, so he saw Qing Zhou walking over unhurriedly, leading Shang Yu Fan.

He held back his anger and saluted the two of them.

"My minister has met His Majesty, Empress Empress."

"Get up." The little emperor's voice was too hoarse to speak, so Qingzhou took his usual words coldly, "Your Majesty has practiced riding and archery today, and I would like to thank Mr. Shang for his training. Let’s just cancel the course, Your Majesty is also tired.”

Shang Jin almost gritted her teeth, bowed her head and saluted: "Yes."

Qingzhou took the little emperor and left, leaving the mess behind him to Shang Jin to deal with.
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The two returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation all the way.

After returning home, the little emperor took a bath first, and when there was no one in the palace, he suddenly leaned over to Qing Zhou and asked cautiously, "Sister Queen, can you teach me how to practice martial arts?"

Qing Zhou: "?"

The little emperor rolled up his sleeves uneasily, and said in a low voice: "I saw it today, a white light flew out from the queen's sister's hand, and then the man's horse fell down."

Qing Zhou's eyes moved: "Did you see it?"

The little emperor blinked: "Hmm... this must be a hidden weapon!"

Qingzhou turned to look at him, the little boy looked cute, and he usually had pure and ignorant eyes, but at this moment only the former was left - he didn't understand anything, but he was usually kind and gentle Nor is it an illusion.

Qing Zhou lowered his eyes slightly, raised his hand and rubbed his head, neither agreeing nor refusing: "Go to bed early tonight."

　Looking at the matter of riding the shooting range with a star-chasing eye, it is clear that the little emperor has more passers-by!

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　　Qing Zhou: Raising a baby is so difficult.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)