Madam, look at the sword!

Chapter 37 Be classmates
On Zhao Chengfeng's first day in Beijing, he immediately became the talk of the town and became the object of disgust among the people in the city.

In the morning, he didn't arrive for a long time. When he came, he changed clothes and dressed up in front of the palace. In the evening, before it got dark, he went to the flower boat to be the groom.

Seeing that the day was finally coming to an end, the night outside the window suddenly looked like day, and countless fireworks were in full bloom. People stopped and looked in the direction of the Huaihe River.

220 The six flower boats seemed to have agreed to light up the starry sky to welcome the Third Prince at midnight. This saved Zhao Chengfeng a lot of face, but also allowed everyone in Kyoto to see their faces and the truth clearly.

For the Fengyue industry, they first offered a dance performance by all members of the Qimo Dance Company, and then used fireworks in the middle of the night to light up the starry sky just to express their welcome. They didn't even stay overnight, and were defined as "Kyoto" by the righteous people who couldn't stand it. Fengyue rebels against the party'.

I just don’t know how these righteous people would feel if they knew what His Majesty had done.

Of course, it was impossible for Emperor Zhou to stay in Qimo Pavilion that night. After all, the front foot was still chatting with Zhao Chengfeng about the elders of the emperor and his ministers. How could the back foot bring his nephew and son to find a girl?
However, after they left, Zhao Chengfeng didn't hold back at all and simply stayed there.

It's just that I didn't have a good dream that night, and I slept light and long.

At three o'clock in the day, the light from the carved window lattice shines deep into the elegant room.

Zhao Chengfeng, who was sleeping on the jade raft, rubbed his sleepy eyes and woke up. He didn't see anyone, but he saw a brand new set of clothes on the pear wood cabinet beside the bed.

He did not get up in a hurry, but first sat up and carefully looked at the elegant room in front of him with his eyes, feeling a little dazed.

It was indeed a trance, because so many things had happened in the past two days and one night since the last time I woke up from sleep.

Disembark from the cloud ship and enter the farmhouse.

I discovered a rhubarb book about myself.
Take a cloud car and enter Kyoto.

I met my sister-in-law from my previous life in the pub.
In the morning light, in front of the palace.

People all over the city watched as they went to see the Holy Spirit.

So the dog barked and bit your majesty, the soup brought by King Xian was fragrant in the side hall, the black carriage bumped, and the red ship dazzled in the distance.
He also held a blood pestle, went into the deep sea, looked at the naked woman, and admired the secret scriptures.
How come so many things happened at once?
What are you going to do now?

Zhao Chengfeng, who was sitting on the bedside, shook his head and struggled to free himself from the flashback. Then he suddenly remembered three key words - starting a family, establishing a career, and killing the prince.

He thought about starting a family first and felt that there was no rush and there were many options.

After all, he's not looking for true love.

Another way to put it is to become an official in the court.

The matter of entering the court as an official is simple and complex.

Because in the Zhou Dynasty, no matter whether you are a noble person, a wealthy family, or you are just a commoner, if you want to become an official in the dynasty, you must do one thing - be on the imperial examination list.

If you want to participate in the imperial examination, you need to enter a private school with qualifications recognized by the dynasty, or the major academies spread across every inch of the land of the Zhou Dynasty.

The academy has no age limit. Regardless of whether you are a freshman or not, as long as you are a student every year, everyone is eligible to participate in the imperial examination.

In other words, if you want to establish a career, you must first find an academy.

After entering the academy, he was eligible to take the imperial examination.

And if my memory is correct, the academy enrolls students in this month every year.

Wait, this is today. Why does it seem like
Before Zhao Chengfeng could calm down his brain that was stuck after waking up from sleep, there was a sound of footsteps coming from outside the room. The sound arrived before anyone arrived.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?"

Zhao Chengfeng looked up and saw the dancing Yingru and Luo Mei appearing with helpless expressions, followed by the seventh prince who was no longer a guard but King Xian.

He suddenly thought again
I haven't figured out the matter about the blood pestle yet.

Why did I just arrive in Kyoto?
There are just so many pressing things.
"Your Majesty, you are finally awake!"

"What's wrong, something went wrong?"

King Xian shook his head and sat down: "It's okay. My father said that the prince has just arrived, so he asked me to come over and take care of him, and by the way, I can finalize the affairs of the previous mansion."

"Mansion?"

"The Dongfang house that the Ministry of Rites prepared for you is no longer in use. Everything in it has to be moved to Yuanfang. The Ministry of Rites thinks that since it has been reorganized, it is better to listen to your advice from the beginning. Who knows that you are like this? It's three o'clock in the morning and I still haven't woken up."

Zhao Chengfeng nodded, thinking about it, he was thinking about starting a family just now, but he didn't even have a family after all the trouble.

"I understand, let's go take a look now?"

"Go."

Upon hearing this, Yingru and Luo Mei immediately moved around to wash and dress him, seemingly very skillfully.

As soon as King Xian took a sip of tea, Zhao Chengfeng was already ready.

Say goodbye to Yingru and Luo Mei, two sisters who are considered sisters in age.

But they both:
"Your Highness, what kind of house do you want? Why don't you live here from now on, and we will serve you every day."

"Yes, yes, anyway, Master Yan said that from now on, this private room will be reserved for the Crown Prince since there will be no one else there. The Crown Prince should come and visit more often even if he doesn't live there all the time."

Of course Zhao Chengfeng agreed and said goodbye reluctantly.

King Xian looked on with envy, but when he thought of the only princess in the family, he giggled twice and immediately warned himself that people always think that what they don't have is good, and they are greedy, but in fact, what is best around them is the best.

Zhao Chengfeng didn't know that he still had this mental activity.

While chatting with him, he walked out of Qimo Pavilion and saw the bookboys Aotian and Bai Zhi who had been waiting for them on the pier.

Aotian still held his head high with a righteous look on his face as before, while Bai Zhi looked curiously at the flower boats on the Huaihe River in the sunlight, seemingly dazzled.

Naturally, there was a car coming from Prince Jing's Mansion, but Zhao Chengfeng still pulled him into his own carriage.

After getting on the car, he also introduced: "His Royal Highness King Jing, the seventh prince of Zhou Tian Dynasty, introduce me to the scholar Aotian, and introduce me to the maid Bai Zhi."

King Xian doesn't have any big rules on weekdays, and he can be regarded as a courteous corporal. However, when he went out for the first time, he heard someone introduce his servant.
However, His Royal Highness's behavior must be different. Yesterday, he heard his father give Zhao Chengfeng a blast. He basically has talents inside and the ability to expand Anjiang and expand territory outside. So he did not dare to underestimate him and immediately Smile slightly.

Then he looked at the obviously childish faces of Aotian and Bai Zhi, and showed an amiable expression: "You can call me Uncle Qi. All the kids in the family who are your age call me that."

Zhao Chengfeng thought for a moment after hearing this: "King Xian, uncles must not be related. Let's not call you Qi uncle anymore. I'll call you Qi Ye. Don't call me Prince. It sounds tiring. Just call me Chengfeng." .”

Originally, these words would seem a bit abrupt for the elder and nephew who had just met on the second day.

However, although Zhao Chengfeng and Xian Wang met late, they actually had similar interests when they first met yesterday, and then went on a flower boat ride together. The key was the exchange between the blood pestles, which made the two feel that they really couldn't be each other in the future. For outsiders, it is more comfortable and less tiring to address people naturally and casually.

"Okay, Chengfeng, I just want to talk to you about something else on the way." Zhao Chengfeng knew what he was going to say when he heard this. What he said about the big house in Qimo Pavilion just now was actually a trivial matter. What he really wanted to say to himself The thing must be about the blood pestle.

So he shouted: "Let's go."

The carriage started and headed straight for Zhao Chengfeng's new house, which he had not been to yet.

The wheels rolling over the stone road made no sound. Because of the inscriptions, Zhao Chengfeng and Xian Wang in the carriage also made no sound, but they were transmitting sounds.

The blood pestle is of great importance, so it is natural to be cautious when talking about it.

The method of transmitting sound is very convenient. After practicing it all over the world, anyone who has generated a little bit of true energy in their body can easily do it. It is safe and reliable.

At this time, I saw King Xian in the carriage with an excited expression on his face, saying something, but it was silent.

Zhao Chengfeng's expression was relaxed. He frowned occasionally and opened his mouth occasionally, but what he said was very short and seemed to be just a few words.

After walking about five or six streets and passing through two lively markets, the carriage turned a corner and suddenly came to an open area.

The surrounding scene seemed to have suddenly changed. There were blue bricks and green tiles, old trees and new buds. Although a very tall gray wall had been blocked by various plants, it was still long and ugly and blocked some distance in front of it. vision.

In front of this wall, there are groups of young people and girls in green clothes, most of whom are women.

The conversation in the carriage came to an abrupt end here. King Xian was a little annoyed and stopped transmitting the message, but said, "No, why are you not making a fuss about anything I say to you?"

Zhao Chengfeng: "You blame me?"

"When I heard my father say this, my jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock!"

"Master Qi, what will probably cause her to wake up next time?"

Hearing this, King Xian looked left and right, feeling a little frightened. The important things have been said now. Even if what is said now is not transmitted, it will not matter if it is heard, because no one can understand it.

So he took out a small book in his arms, looked at it and said: "She is sleeping longer and longer. The last three times she slept were six months, seven months and eight months respectively. Now this time She has just slept for three months since the beginning of the year, and according to the rule, she will not wake up until the end of the year for at least eight months."

Zhao Chengfeng: "What a pity."

King Xian asked: "What's the matter, are you still waiting for her to wake up?"

Zhao Chengfeng smiled and looked at the girls passing by in groups of twos and threes outside the car window: "Of course, I am most happy to tease women."

As soon as he said this, because there was no sound insulation or sound transmission, Bai Zhi, who was sitting in the front, turned around to take a look, and Zhao Chengfeng shamelessly winked at her.

Bai Zhi immediately turned around and was not in a panic.

King Xian, who saw this scene, pretended not to see anything.

It's quite normal for wealthy families to have maids in the same house. Wasn't Concubine Chen, who is now the most favored in the palace, also a young talent back then?

It's just that this girl, why doesn't she seem to be able to speak?

It seems that few people wear the silk scarf around their neck like this. Could it be a trend in Beizhou?

When Xian was free to think, King Xian suddenly heard Zhao Chengfeng beside him: "Stop."

The carriage paused upon hearing the sound, and Zhao Chengfeng stuck his head out from the spacious side window and shouted with great enthusiasm: "Bamboo pole, fat face!"

There was a small crowd not far away. Zou Juncheng and Wan Lin didn't react at first.

If they hadn't seen each other for a long time, they might not be able to remember to look back even if Zhao Chengfeng called him a hundred times, because no one else would call them that.

But the unforgettable things from yesterday are still vivid in my mind, and the slightly Beizhou accent and the cynical tone in his voice still echo in my ears.

So, when the voice of "Bamboo pole, fat face!" sounded enthusiastically in my ears again.

After they felt familiar, they subconsciously turned their heads and looked at each other, as if they were petrified and completely motionless.

Third son?
Mommy.
Why is this still lingering?

No, they can’t be here specifically to cause trouble for us.

The two of them immediately remembered that they had said a lot of bad things about the Third Prince yesterday without knowing that he was the Third Prince. If the Third Prince was really guilty, they would blame him.
"What are you looking at? Come here~!"

There were other classmates around Zhugan and Fat Face.

A girl saw this scene, looked left and then asked, "Are the people in the carriage calling you?"

Zhugan and Fat Face immediately nodded like chickens eating rice, and walked towards the carriage bravely.

Putting aside whether the Third Prince would blame them, there was another thing they were very unwilling to face. They were afraid that someone would find out that they knew the Third Prince.
Because since the third prince stood in front of the palace yesterday, dressing up and walking in with a big yellow dog as if he were walking on the street, the students of the four major colleges in Kyoto were completely shocked.

Young people are always in black and white.

After so many years of education in the imperial power, they felt that Zhao Chengfeng's behavior yesterday not only ignored the authority of the palace and despised the people of Beijing, but also trampled on their dignity!
If you ask middle-aged Zhou Tian about dignity, he will ask you how much silver a pound is, and he will sell almost all of it.

But when it comes to dignity, if you ask the students and young people who are still in college in Zhoutian, they will give you a slap in the face and shout that my fate is up to me. Three years to the east of the Huaihe River, three years to the west of the Huaihe River, don’t bully the young. Poverty... let alone asking, I can't even mention it. I am so sensitive to the word dignity.
Therefore, although Zhao Chengfeng, the third son of Prince Dangbei, was already more stinky than before on the first day he came to Kyoto, he was no longer a stinker among the students of the four major academies, but already had a grudge.

As a result, Zhugan and Fat Face came to the carriage window and stood on tiptoes very deliberately, looking for a position. Anyway, they just wanted to use their bodies to block the third prince's face that might be recognized at any time!
But the unnatural closeness of their bodies caused Zhao Chengfeng to unconsciously focus on the gap. He noticed that there was a long table under the gray wall not far away, and many people were chatting there.

"Bamboo pole, fat face, what are you doing over there?"

Seeing that Zhao Chengfeng was very relaxed and casual, they couldn't help but think that aside from his identity, they got along really well when he was Xiao Zhao.
Zhugan immediately sang: "Oh, aren't all the four major colleges recruiting new students recently?"

The fat face said: "That's where the registration records are for reference."

The two of them didn't take it seriously after saying that. Instead, their faces were solemn because of their worries. After looking at each other again, they had a clear understanding. They looked sideways at the ground and gritted their teeth: "His Royal Highness, yesterday I did say something that I shouldn't say about you." if."

He had a fat face and a thin face, but he also understood that people had to lower their heads under the eaves. He looked at the big tree on the other side and said: "Your Excellency has a lot, so we just talked nonsense and followed others' opinions. In fact, hey, forget it. Anyway, don’t hold grudges against us, we are just a little kid.”

A soft sound of "click." came.

The two looked up and saw that the side of the car that was originally a window or door had been pushed open.

The third prince of Dangbei Palace walked towards the two of them with a smile on his face, facing the sunshine at noon in early spring.

Seeing the light in his eyes, Zhugan and Fat Face turned in the direction he was looking, and together they looked at the long table registration desk under the gray wall of Qingsong Academy and next to the willow tree.

So, Zhao Chengfeng put his left hand on Zhugan's shoulder, his right hand on the back of Fat Face, and announced something very happily:
"Let's be classmates~!"

Neither Zhugan nor Fat Face said anything immediately. They both felt that the sunlight they turned to face was a bit dazzling, and the corners of their eyes felt a little painful and wanted to shed tears.
　I'm not very good at breaking chapters. It's really not possible to follow up. If you don't follow up, I'm going to break up.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)