Bai Yueguang, who criticized the male protagonist of Fast Transmigration, has escaped

Chapter 53

He Lianjing hurriedly said: "Your Majesty! The minister is sincere to the princess!"

Yun Min raised his hand to stop: "You should think about what your mother is thinking, I don't want to interfere in your family affairs, let alone you have no fame now, I have no reason to marry you."

He Lianjing paused, his mind was spinning very fast, he suddenly raised his head and asked: "You are kind enough to hold the imperial examination this year, besides the literary test, is there also a military test?"

Yun Min smiled softly: "Queen of Autumn."

Joy appeared in He Lianjing's eyes. He looked at Yun Min, who was high above the dragon case, bowed his head and cupped his fists in salute, as if he had made up his mind: "I will bring you back the champion of martial arts this time."

Yun Min bent his eyes: "Then I will wait and see."

"Yes!"

"Go down."

A big stone fell in He Lianjing's heart, he nodded and took the order to retreat out of the palace, now Yunmin gave him a chance, he must seize it, as long as he becomes the champion of martial arts and asks for a marriage, then even his mother will not be able to stop him.

In the courtyard, Mrs. Wei Haihou looked at her returning son and asked coldly, "Are you bewitched now?"

He Lianjing knew that what he did today was too impulsive, he bowed his head and knelt in front of Madam Weihaihou and said, "I'm sorry, mother."

Mrs. Wei Haihou closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "There are thousands of women in the world, why must Princess Zhaohua be the one?"

The boy raised his head: "Mother, her arrogance is just a layer of confusion, Zhaohua is actually..."

Mrs. Wei Haihou didn't want to listen anymore, she turned around impatiently: "Since ancient times, a beautiful woman has cried a few times and a man will soften his heart."

Seeing that his mother had misunderstood Yun Chaohua a lot, He Lianjing quickly shook his head: "Zhaohua has never cried in front of me, she is not what you think!"

"Okay, don't say any more." Mrs. Wei Haihou turned her head and glanced at the young man kneeling in the yard, "Since the Holy Majesty has not promised to punish you, let's forget about you entering the palace to ask for marriage. Now I don't want to be with you." Arguing again, you think of her in every possible way, but the world only thinks that she is violent and domineering, as long as I am still here, this marriage will be impossible!"

"Mother!"

Mrs. Wei Haihou had already walked away with her maidservant. He Lianjing clenched his fists. He lowered his head, with a firm light in his eyes.

Mother, there is no other way for the child.

-

Primary school.

"It seems that the two of you are bound to win the title of civil and military leader in this imperial examination?" Shen Jingyuan laughed.

He Lianjing and Li Shang paused, looked at each other and smiled in unison: "Yes!"

Looking sideways at Yun Chaohua, who was being taught, He Lianjing said in a low voice, "Please don't tell Zhaohua in advance. If you expect too much, sometimes you will be too disappointed. I heard that there are many masters in this year's martial arts test. I only have six into confidence."

Shen Jingyuan patted He Lianjing's shoulder: "Be humble, the sixth son is born with infinite strength, and you can't pass ten moves in a row under your hands."

"That's because I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and now the six sons can fight me for a round."

"Oh?" Shen Jingyuan looked at the honest and dutiful Liuzi who was secretly talking with Luluo, she chuckled and said nothing.

"Princess, you made a mistake again." The foster mother frowned, "Your heart has never settled down. You have been studying this "Spring Song" for several months, but you haven't made any progress at all."

Yun Zhaohua has long been annoyed by this song: "Then I won't learn it."

The nurturing mother disagreed: "Princess..."

"People always have to rest, right?"

Learning every day, playing every day, and repeating it over and over again, how can I not get bored?

Yun Zhaohua glanced at the score on the side, raised his hand and pointed: "I want to learn this "Jie Shang"."

The foster mother smiled slightly and shook her head: "Princess, this song is a masterpiece, and you can't even play it in your current state."

Yun Zhaohua didn't believe it, so he picked up the sheet music and unfolded it, and felt dazzled and aching in the head for a moment.

However, for a prelude, the fingering required is extremely complicated, not to mention the string sequence and phoneme.

Yun Zhaohua threw away the score, looked at the sky and got up: "Nurse, it's time for you to teach today."

A new shop opened in the city, she was going to have a look, Yun Zhaohua turned his head and glanced at Shen Jingyuan and then at He Lianjing, after making eye contact, he lifted his skirt and left, the young man hurriedly followed behind.

Shen Jingyuan snorted amusedly, lay down on the rocking chair brought by Luluohongye and prepared to doze off for a while.

Seeing the girl falling asleep with her eyes closed, Li Shang quietly walked to the jade-faced table under the tree in the yard to read and practice calligraphy.

August belongs to summer, and it is not too hot at this time. A breeze blows by, and the sound of sparse leaves in the yard makes people feel peaceful and comfortable.

At this moment, a green leaf fell down, Li Shang looked up at Shen Jingyuan who was not far away, his face was calm and gentle, blending with the surrounding scenery, the pear hairpin on his head shone slightly, which made people feel a little ethereal, As if far away from him.

At that time, the Crow and his wife flew from Jinxiu Courtyard to the tree in the primary school, staring curiously at the sleeping people and the dazed teenager below.

When the years are quiet, time seems to slow down for a long time.

The sun was setting in the west, dusk enveloped the primary school, and Lai Qian, who had dozed off on Hongye's shoulder, woke up, he yawned, and his movements suddenly stopped.

"It's over!"

It quickly flew in front of Shen Jingyuan, raised its hand and gave the girl a small slap: "Wake up, wake up."

When Shen Jingyuan was awakened, she wished she could throw money into the cesspit to vent her anger: "I'm fucking dreaming! I almost tasted that overlord chicken!"

"Something happened to Yun Zhaohua!"

"What?" Shen Jingyuan stretched out her head: "What's wrong with her?"

-

Yun Zhaohua and Tang Yuanyuan started fighting in the Fairy Decoration Pavilion.

Tang Yuanyuan is the sixth daughter in Tang Juhai's family. Although she is a concubine, she is very favored. Her temperament is similar to Yun Zhaohua's, just as delicate and domineering.

When she was swimming in the lake, she happened to meet Fu Wenjin who was composing a poem, and she fell in love with her at first sight. When news of He Lianjing and Fu Wenjin fighting in the street for the position of son-in-law came to her ears, she wished she could dump Yun Chaohua. eight dollars.

Why?
A humble daughter, regarded as an ominous outcast by the late emperor.

Why can you take away her sweetheart?

Brother Wen Jin is so kind and devoted to her, Yun Zhaohua just didn't move, and even called that dude He Lianjing to bully him.

Now lying at home recuperating, I haven't seen him for a long time.

Thinking of this, Tang Yuanyuan became angry, and when she raised her eyes, she happened to see Yun Zhaohua picking out jewelry in the newly opened shop in front of her.

She was angry, and seeing the woman's glamorous appearance became more and more dissatisfied. For a while, she uttered abusive words frequently, and the surrounding people's discussions became louder. glanced at her.

That appearance, really proud like a peacock.

Tang Yuanyuan grew up held in the palm of her hand, where has she seen someone more arrogant and proud than her?
The cynicism and sarcasm between the two of them came and went, and finally ended in Tang Yuanyuan's sentence, "A bitch should be matched with a bitch."

Yun Zhaohua moved his hand, and slapped the figure, which slapped the person unsteadily, and stayed where he was.

(End of this chapter)