i have a sword fairy

Zhao Rong: "..."

Daigo?The explanation in the dictionary seems to be the most beneficial to the human body made of refined milk, you are all empowered, good guy.

Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched wildly, all his mother's words were strange.

In the face of Su Qingdai, a good student and good girl who vividly embodies his knowledge and quotations, he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Under Xiao Qianer's staring gaze, Zhao Rong sighed, "Well, it's good that you can gain something, and it's not in vain for me to explain it to you seriously... Eh, it seems that we have arrived in the imperial city, and we are going to get off the bus."

In the middle of speaking, he stretched out his hand and slightly lifted the corner of the curtain, smiling at the second woman.

Su Qingdai smiled at Yanyan and nodded slightly.

Zhao Qian'er frowned, and thought about it carefully, as if she hadn't thought of any omissions in the past that would allow a bad woman to take advantage of her.

She loosened her brows and nodded.

"Be careful when you enter the palace."

"it is good."

How did a certain little girl know that she was not the only one using that desk the last time she taught at the desk.

There was even a classmate at the same table.

The carriage jolted, and the three of them fell silent.

Zhao Rong exhaled slightly.

after awhile.

A small hand quietly reached out from the side and pinched his arm, Zhao Rong guarded him obediently.

This is a certain little vinegar jar privately teaching Su Qingdai knowledge before punishing him, without mentioning it to her.

Just as the two were making small intimate movements, Su Qingdai who was opposite suddenly said:

"Ziyu, the textbook you picked for me last time seems a bit dark."

Zhao Rong: "???"

Xiaoqian'er frowned, stopped pinching him, and asked in confusion, "The pages of the textbook are black?"

Zhao Rong immediately turned his head and explained: "Well, that's the theory of Mohism, it's Mohism, this school likes black and white, either all in white, or all in black, classics and architecture must match the style, right? ? So it's normal for the textbook to be dark."

Xiao Qian'er was a little confused, um, what's the point?

In her little head, there was a lot of confusion.

But the little girl hadn't read any ink scriptures before, or she didn't read books at all, except for what Zhao Rong wrote, she was not interested.

So at this moment, Zhao Qian'er puffed her mouth and thought for a while, then nodded pretending to understand, "Oh, indeed."

Call ~

Zhao Rong suddenly let go of a heart that he raised.

Su Qingdai smiled and looked at him without blinking.

Zhao Rong was speechless, and stared at her quietly.

He spread out his five fingers, signaling to slap a certain hand.

The muscles in Su Qingdai's plump buttocks tensed subconsciously, and there was a burning reaction.

Today, the stunning woman who specially combed her long black hair for someone, lowered her head shyly, and stopped teasing Qian'er with words, making him embarrassed.

Ever since, the three of them chatted without saying a word. After a while, the carriage entered the palace all the way.

In the atmosphere where Xiao Qian'er still felt something was wrong, the three of them got out of the car.

Zhao Rong and the little emperor entered the palace together.

Su Qingdai and Xiao Qian'er, who insisted on following, waited outside for his return.

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Chapter 477 Kneeling and Ribbon Punishment

The palace luncheon in Guanghan Palace was as expected when Zhao Rong came.

There was a long dining table and a wide variety of dishes, many of which he couldn't remember the names of.

The Dugu family, Zhao Rong and the young emperor sat down, and they were far apart, strictly observing etiquette.

But Zhao Rong still didn't see what Dugu Clan looked like, even this time it was not as good as last time in the mourning hall, where he could see the figure of the widow above.

This time, she didn't even show her figure, hiding behind heavy curtains.

But Zhao Rong heard Fang Dugu's tone behind the curtain, and she should be quite surprised and delighted by his initiative.

The reason is self-evident.

It seems that in order to avoid suspicion, not only the three of them had a banquet, but the Dugu family also invited Zhang Huizhi and other civil officials and Confucian scholars to sit with them.

Ever since, Zhao Rong ate a formal palace banquet rather boringly.

During the banquet, most of them followed the Confucian etiquette of eating without talking, and Dugu's occasional warm-up remarks also followed the pattern of questioning and answering between monarchs and ministers.

While eating, Zhao Rong counted the number of times the figure of the woman behind the curtain wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.

For every dish in front of her, she only holds one chopstick, chews each chopstick eight to ten times, and then she will put down the chopsticks and reach out, take the handkerchief handed over by the girl on the side, wipe the corners of her mouth, and then take it again A new pair of chopsticks for the next dish.

Zhao Rong nodded, muttered something in his heart, and then he didn't look at it too much, just occasionally looked at the little emperor Li Wangque.

Since the little emperor came to his mother's place, he became obedient and quiet all of a sudden, he also abided by etiquette when eating, and never looked around.

After two sticks of incense, the luncheon ended.

"Mr. Zhao and you gentlemen, do you have some leisure time? After dinner, go to the back garden for a stroll, and enjoy the chime music and dance of my Dali court by the way?"

Behind the curtain, the hazy figure put the handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and Qingyin asked.

For this kind of invitation, all the people present are scholars, so of course they can't agree. Well, at least now that there are so many people, we can't be the first to agree.

Zhao Rong, Zhang Huizhi and others looked at each other, shook their heads and refused.

The little emperor on the side looked slightly regretful, but the young man didn't dare to say anything, he bowed his head obediently, as if he was afraid that the widow queen above him would notice him and keep him.

Dugu didn't insist upon hearing the words, and after a few polite words, he let Zhao Rong and others go.

After leaving Guanghan Palace, Zhao Rong exchanged pleasantries with Zhang Huizhi and others, and then they separated.

Before the latter left, he mentioned the matter of drinking in his spare time, and Zhao Rong agreed with a chuckle.

"Mr. Zhao, why didn't you agree to the queen mother's invitation just now? The singing and dancing in the palace is a must from the ground, and our dance from the ground is the best on the mountain in the north of Wangque. See, sir, have you heard of it before?

"However, the slender beauties who are the best at singing and dancing in Lidi are all in the Lefang Division and the court, and they are all around the queen mother, and outsiders generally can't see them."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, then nodded, "I heard Brother Yiwu mentioned something."

Following Zhao Rong's example, the little emperor rolled his sleeves and walked side by side with him.

At this time, he let out a long sigh like a little adult, and said with regret on his face:

"Although I have become the emperor, my mother seldom touches these things, and the sisters of the Lefang Division never perform in front of me, like Sister Dougao, who supervises my homework every time... Mr. Zhao, it was so rare just now It's a pity that you turned down the opportunity."

When the little emperor called himself himself in front of Zhao Rong, he rarely used titles like Zhen or Gu now.

Uh, you also want to rub it, so you feel sorry for me, right?Hearing what you said, if it weren't for the need to "see your heart and nature" these days, I would have to go to see and see, and meet your slender beauties who are far away from the court for a while...

Zhao Rong blinked.

He frowned suddenly, stretched out his hand and patted Li Wangjue's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Scholars of my generation, how can I be obsessed with this way, and you are the king of a country, and being addicted to female music is a sign of subjugation."

The little emperor looked serious, "Mr. Xie for teaching."

Zhao Rong waved his hand modestly.

He looked at the road ahead, and suddenly whispered: "Actually, it's not that you can't watch this female music."

Li Wangque was taken aback, "What do you mean, sir?"

Zhao Rong frowned, and sighed in embarrassment, "You are a king, watching this profligate dance and music, you need an elder with a strong wind to watch and wake up."

He reluctantly nodded, "Hey, how about it, next time, next time you have a chance to watch this dance music, you can come to me, I will check for you."

Little Emperor: "..."

"What? If you don't speak, you don't believe me?"

"No... no, I was just thinking, will it implicate my husband and tarnish my ascetic state of mind?"

The young Confucian scholar waved his hand, "It's okay, with their little knowledge, they still want to destroy my realm? Don't worry, come to me and I will hold it for you."

"Okay...well, sir."

The little emperor scratched the back of his head.

The young Confucian scholar nodded in satisfaction.

In fact, he didn't lie. After going through this period of time, he has successfully seen his mind and nature, and his state of calmness, few desires, and pure heart must be greatly improved.

Even though it has been a few days since that night, he still hasn't fully figured out what the clarity of the mind is, but it must be a very powerful state...

"Hey, Gui, if you're still alive, make a noise."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, and called a sentence in the heart lake.

Waited a moment.

No one answered.

In this regard, Zhao Rong looked as usual, and continued to walk forward with his sleeves folded.

At this time, Li Wangque suddenly pulled his sleeves, and said quietly: "Mr. Zhao, you know that we Lidi girls have slender waists and are good at dancing, so do you know who is the most powerful dancer from Lidi?"

Without thinking about it, Zhao Rong said casually: "It can't be your mother."

He finished speaking and smiled.

As a result, after waiting for three breaths, he didn't hear the boy next to him speak.

Zhao Rong was startled, and turned his head to look, Li Wangque was looking at him with admiration.

"..." Is it really your mother?

"Your mother... Keke Queen Mother, is she so powerful?" Zhao Rong coughed twice.

The little emperor nodded with pride on his face:

"The queen mother is not only recognized as the number one beauty in Dali, the most beautiful girl with a slender waist, but also the undisputed number one dancer in Dali."

"However, I have never seen the dancing posture of my mother, and it is rumored that she only danced once, which was at the founding ceremony of the country. Only this time, she became the undisputed No.1 divorced daughter. Let the women in Dali be eclipsed, everyone said that the queen mother is the reincarnation of the Nine Heavens Goddess from the Li clan..."

He glanced at Zhao Rong who was listening carefully, shook his head and said:

"The queen mother later became a queen and never danced again. Now she is a widow... and she will never have the chance to show up and dance again. I have no blessing to see you again...well, no man is qualified to let the queen mother do this now. gone."

Zhao Rong nodded, just listening to it as an interesting story.

The little emperor and Zhao Rong walked together for a while, and when they were about to part, the boy invited Zhao Rong to sit in the imperial study for a while, and wanted to ask some questions about the Book of Songs.

Zhao Rong glanced at the palace wall in the distance, it was still early, after thinking about it, he nodded and agreed, and smiled and said to borrow some books to read.

The boy named Li Wangque nodded happily.

Not long after, the two arrived at the Imperial Study Room with ease.

This is the second time for Zhao Rong to come here. He has an excellent memory and is already very familiar with the roads in the Imperial Study Room and other places in the palace.

The little emperor habitually dismissed the maids and eunuchs and closed the door.

Although he skipped class and ran out today, he finally brought Mr. Zhao back to the palace for dinner. The queen mother didn't mention him at the banquet just now, so he escaped in time.

The young man went to pick up the book with a happy face, and asked Zhao Rong for advice.

However, just as Li Wangque handed the book to Zhao Rong, the closed door was suddenly opened by an outsider.

A bookish young girl in court attire walked straight in, followed by Xianyue Linu who was left guarding the door.

With red flower tinsel on her eyebrows, holding wide sleeves in both hands, she came in front of the little emperor and Zhao Rong.

The girl in palace costume didn't seem to see Zhao Rong, and kept looking at the little emperor.

Poker face.