Reborn to be replaced? Remarried to the royal palace, raising children and training husband

He even looked at Xiang Zhu with disdain, and then complained directly to Zheng Fenghui:

"You can enjoy your pedantic knowledge yourself. I don't want to suffer that..."

After a brief pause, Zheng Fengyun glanced at Jiang Boyi and couldn't help but defend his behavior:

"Besides, I didn't mean to avoid schoolwork. I'm just not very good at it! How can you blame me?"

"However, the teacher was so cruel that he not only punished me by making me carry sandbags and do squats, but also made me do horse stance for two hours! I am just a child! Which family can tolerate such harsh punishment? Mother..."

Jiang Boyi sneered contemptuously, without further explanation, he turned his gaze directly to Gu Qinlan and asked:

"Tell me, what should we do about this matter?"

Gu Qinlan knew Zheng Fengyun's character very well, and she understood Jiang Boyi even better.

Although Jiang Boyi sometimes behaves frivolously and uninhibitedly, once he promises to do something, he will do his best without reservation!

Therefore, there was no need for Jiang Boyi to say more at this moment, as Gu Qinlan could already see through the twists and turns.

Zheng Fengyun obviously made the mistake first and didn't want to take responsibility, so he fled here in a hurry and tried to confuse right and wrong!

Gu Qinlan's brows immediately knitted together, and he closed the book in his hand. He glanced sharply at Zheng Fengyun and asked seriously:

"Is that so?"

Zheng Fengyun, who originally wanted to smile, saw that Gu Qinlan's expression was no longer as gentle and gentle as before, but instead revealed an unquestionable majesty. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, his eyes wandered, and he hesitated:

"Feng Yun, Feng Yun is really, really confused..."

Gu Qinlan interrupted his argument without giving him any time to argue, her tone calm and firm:

"If you don't understand, you can ask for help. If you don't know, you can study hard. This is definitely not an excuse for you to slack off in your studies!"

"Since ancient times, students have used fireflies to illuminate the snow, chiseled holes in the wall to steal light, and hung themselves from beams to study hard. Which student did not try his best to study hard?"

"You want to fight on the battlefield and become a general? If you are not good at writing, military tactics, and deploying troops, you will only become a meaningless sacrifice!"

"Do you think your father could be named the God of War just for his passion?"

Gu Qinlan's words were powerful and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Zheng Fengyun's heart, forcing him to lower his head. In the end, he even wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Seeing the child's pitiful appearance, Gu Qinlan couldn't help but sigh, her heart filled with helplessness.

However, she understood that she had to punish severely but also show care and not let the children completely lose their fighting spirit.

Thinking of this, Gu Qinlan gradually slowed down her tone and gently counseled:

"Feng Yun, since you aspire to be a general, a hero, you should understand that heroes always bear greater responsibilities than ordinary people. As the saying goes, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Do you understand this?"

Zheng Fengyun's little head was still lowered, not daring to look up, for fear of seeing Gu Qinlan's disappointed eyes. He nodded vigorously and said in a small but firm voice:

"Mother, I was wrong. Feng Yun was really wrong."

Hearing this, a trace of relief flashed across Gu Qinlan's eyes, and he continued:

"Haven't you always wanted to learn mother's archery? In fact, mother learned archery from your cousin."

Gu Qinlan's words finally aroused Zheng Fengyun's interest, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

His eyes were as fast as lightning as he cast towards Gu Qinlan, and then turned to Jiang Boyi, his eyes flashing with irrepressible excitement, and his voice trembling a little:

"Is this true? Dear cousin, is it true that my mother's superb archery skills are from your teachings?"

Jiang Boyi snorted contemptuously, with unyielding pride on his lips, and said sarcastically: "Your mother's tenacity back then was far beyond your reach! She could practice horse stance for three hours without a single complaint. On the other hand, you came here to complain before you even started. It's really ridiculous."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Fengyun immediately jumped up from the ground, as if he had become a different person. He approached Jiang Boyi with a flattering look on his face, rubbing his fingers constantly, and said with a smile:

"My dear cousin, please be magnanimous and don't bother with a junior like me. If you don't want to, just treat me like a wisp of smoke and let me go."

Jiang Boyi chuckled, his tone full of disdain: "Humph, I can't make as loud a smoke as you."

"Oh..." Zheng Fengyun sighed anxiously, then hurriedly poured a cup of fragrant tea, held it in both hands and handed it to Jiang Boyi, pleading with a smile on his face:

"My dear cousin, my dear sir, please forgive my ignorance and recklessness. I promise that I will study hard in the future and never give up halfway, okay?"

Zheng Fengyun knew clearly that Gu Qinlan's archery skills had reached a remarkable level, so Jiang Boyi, who taught her, must have even deeper attainments. Not only that, as Gu Qinlan's master, Jiang Boyi might have mastered other untaught skills.

If he could win Jiang Boyi's favor, Zheng Fengyun felt as if he could reach the sky in one step and his future would be limitless.

Thinking of this, Zheng Fengyun couldn't help but blame himself. Why was he so impulsive before and angered Jiang Boyi? What's worse is that someone overheard him.

Zheng Fengyun's arms were sore at this time, but Jiang Boyi didn't seem to have any intention of taking the teacup, which made Zheng Fengyun feel a little anxious.

He turned to look at Zheng Fenghui who was watching from the sidelines. He seemed indifferent to everything and completely immersed in Jiang Boyi's charm. Then he looked at Dou Qianqian. Her clear but slightly stupid eyes were obviously not to be relied upon.

Finally, Zheng Fengyun's eyes stayed on Zheng Huiyi. Although Jiang Boyi was still angry, she still held Zheng Huiyi tightly in her arms, looking particularly steady. A glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Zheng Fengyun's eyes.

He turned to Zheng Huiyi, and their eyes met. Zheng Fengyun gave her a look and winked, suggesting that she help say a few good words.

A sly smile appeared on Zheng Huiyi's face. She glanced at the purse on Zheng Fengyun's waist, then secretly extended five fingers to him.

Five hundred taels!

How dare this little girl ask for such a high price? This little sister is really a love-hate relationship!

Zheng Fengyun quietly stretched out three fingers and began to bargain with Zheng Huiyi.

Zheng Huiyi curled the corner of her mouth slightly and was about to turn her pretty face away, showing a disdainful attitude.

When Zheng Fengyun saw this scene, his heart tightened. He nodded to her slightly with a bit of heartache to express his promise.

Seeing Zheng Fengyun's approval, Zheng Huiyi's little face immediately showed a hint of sly pride.

Then, she stretched out her chubby little hands, hugged Jiang Boyi's neck tightly, rubbed her little head gently on his cheek, and said in a soft and sweet voice:

"My dear cousin, you are the best! Please don't be angry with my second brother anymore. Let Yi'er sincerely apologize to you on my second brother's behalf, okay?"