You hear it, do people say it?

Seeing that her nephew hadn't returned for a day, Mrs. Li was in a hurry, when she heard someone say that Fu Ning was back, she hurriedly greeted her: "Ziyu, you are back."

Fu Ning shook off the messy thoughts in his head, and said with a smile: "I only went out to play for a day, and my aunt was so worried. When Jing Shu went to school, you might have to run eight times a day to Xuezi Street, right?"

Li Jingshu originally followed her mother well, but when she heard this, she said with a smile: "When I go to school tomorrow, I will take a car with you, and the sisters in the school will be envious."

Mrs. Li forgot to be angry after being teased by his two gags, and laughed and scolded: "Your brother is a man, how could he go to the gate of the girls' school, what nonsense!"

This dynasty is politically enlightened, and both men and women can go to school, but they cannot go to the same school to avoid suspicion.In ordinary prefectures and counties, the distance between men's schools and women's schools can't be separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, but this is the capital city, so it is naturally different from other places.

There are many schools in the capital, and only the schools for men include Guozixue, Taixue, Simen, Calligraphy, and Mathematical Sciences, etc., plus Yayuan, where women study, are all managed by Guozijian.

The Guozijian has limited manpower. In order to facilitate management, since the time of the first emperor, the male and female schools have been moved to one place. The male school is in the north, and the female school is in the south. The school is separated by a student street in the middle to avoid suspicion.

On weekdays, girls can enter Yayuan directly from Xuezi Street when they go to school, but men have to go around from the north side and can only enter through the main entrance. As a man, Fu Ning naturally cannot walk through Xuezi Street.

Li Jingshu refused: "Why can't I go? When Yan'er entered school this year, her brother sent her there. Why can't my brother send me there?"

Fu Ning chuckled: "I really can't go by myself, but it should be okay to send my sister off."

Mrs. Li looked at him helplessly: "Ziyu, you are messing around with her too."

Fu Ning saw that the worry between her brows had faded, exchanged glances with Li Jingshu, and continued to talk to each other, coaxing Mrs. Li to smile, and could no longer think of any worries.

When Li Shilang came back, the family had a lively dinner, and Li Jingshu helped Mrs. Li go back to rest—she had been worried for a day, but now that her heart had fallen, she didn't want to bother anymore.

Seeing his wife leave, Li Shilang said, "Ziyu, come with me to the study."

Fu Ning responded: "Is uncle going to ask me about my entry into the palace today?"

"Yes and no."

Li Shilang looked at the sky: "Forget it, it's the same here, did you go with that Prince Ping's son when you entered the palace today?"

Fu Ning nodded, and recounted what happened in the morning, a little confused: "Uncle, what do you think he wants to do?"

Li Shilang's expression was a little strange: "The Holy Majesty told me that he wants to make friends with you."

At that time in the Hall of Qinzheng, the saint, who was about the same age as Li Shilang, was all smiles. He first praised Fu Ning, and then said that Prince Ping wanted to be friends with his nephew, and hoped that he would raise his nephew well and serve the country in the future.

In short, the situation is very strange.

Fu Ning frowned, a little surprised: "Your Majesty is really, very caring."

The history books of the previous dynasties all said that the royal family was indifferent, but from this point of view, this rule does not seem to apply to this dynasty.

Li Shilang took a deep look at him: "Prince Ping is regarded as his own by the queen mother, and Xun Yi is also regarded as his own grandson. The emperor is benevolent and filial, so he will naturally take care of him more."

Although Fu Ning felt that Li Shilang's tone was a bit weird, but there are some things, it is not good to know more, so he didn't ask in detail, and only wrote down what he should know.

Li Shilang nodded, but didn't talk about Xun Yi's matter, only told him something about Guo Shilang, and told him to be cautious in his words and deeds.

Fu Ning responded one by one, and asked a lot of things that he didn't understand. The uncle and nephew talked for a long time, until Li Jingshu yawned to urge people to sleep, and then they went back.

The next morning.

Fu Ning opened his eyes amidst the strong fragrance of flowers, and then saw Li Jingshu who was lying on the bed, staring at him with a piercing expression, and moved to the bed in fright: "Jingshu!?"

Li Jingshu smiled happily: "Well, it's me!"

Fu Ning raised his forehead: "You are twelve years old this year, next time you can't come into my room casually, if my aunt finds out, I will punish you again."

When he was young in the Taifu's residence, he often took Li Jingshu up and down and ran around, but at that time they were both young, so there was no problem; now Li Jingshu has grown into a half-grown girl, and in three or four years she will To talk about marriage, he naturally can't play with her like this anymore.

Li Jingshu sighed: "Brother, I understand what you think, but we are brother and sister." Seeing that Fu Ning was silent, she pursed her lips, "Okay, then I'll leave now."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and walked out three steps at a time, with pitiful eyes, Fu Ning laughed aloud: "Okay, tell me, what do you want to do here?"

Li Jingshu looked happy, and came back like a gust of wind, took out a folded paper from her sleeve and stuffed it into Fu Ning's hand: "This, you will give it to Feng Yu for me when you go to school..."

Fu Ning frowned: "If you have anything to say, just tell me to tell him. What do you write a letter for?" Although he does not reject the two being together, Li Jingshu is only twelve——

"Brother! What are you thinking!"

Li Jingshu understood what he was thinking, and a thin layer of red flew up on her face: "I mean, I told you to give the letter to Feng Yu, and tell him to bring it to Sister Yan'er!"

Fu Ning suddenly asked, "Feng Yu's sister?" Feng Yan is Feng Yu's younger sister, one year older than Li Jingshu.

"Yes! How could I write to a man!" Li Jingshu was ashamed and angry.

Only then did Fu Ning realize that he had made a mistake, so he comforted Li Jingshu with a smile, and said, "Why don't you just go to her directly?"

"I have to accompany my mother to prepare for the Qiqiao Festival these few days, so I can't go out." Li Jingshu was very frustrated.

Seeing her like this, Fu Ning promised again and again that it would be delivered, and ordered someone to pick a lot of brightly blooming impatiens in the yard and wrap them up for her. Only then did she leave happily.

As the sun was getting darker outside, Fu Ning simply got up, packed up and got ready to go to school.

Because Fu Ning had an accident at school yesterday, Mrs. Li ordered someone to prepare the car early in the morning, intending to take her nephew to the door herself.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked through a hand-painted corridor, a young servant rushed to the door: "Madam, Madam is not good! There is another car parked outside our house!"

......

Looking at his aunt's furious face, Fu Ning coughed dryly: "Auntie, why don't I go out first and tell him to go first—"

Mrs. Li took a deep breath: "No, I'll go out with you."

Is this person still haunted? ?