dumb wife farming

Chapter 929 The days when I went to school with my uncles
Jiuxian Mountain is located in the outskirts of Beijing, some distance away from their residence. The three of them sat in the carriage and had a leisurely time. It took about half an hour to walk. Sikong Fengtian briefly explained some knowledge of medicine to the two of them. .

At the same time, Zhuang Zhuang also followed Feng to the palace in the carriage of the Jin Palace.

The carriage stopped when it reached Xuanwu Gate, and Feng Yu got out of the carriage with his strong hands.Xiangfu beside Emperor Hong'an had been waiting here for a long time, and saw a handsome little guy coming from a distance, he immediately walked over with his waist bent, and said to the little guy: "Little master, please follow me .”

"Woof, woof, woof." Fatty couldn't help yelling a few times when he saw strangers. Although this dog was small, his voice was so loud that Xiangfu almost knelt down in fright.

"Little master, dogs are not allowed in the palace!" Xiangfu thought for a while, then stopped and said to Zhuang Zhuang.

"It was my father who asked me to take it with me. I can't make the decision. How about you go and find my father?" Zhuang Zhuang lived up to his father's cultivation, and pushed everything on Qin Jin.

When Xiangfu heard this answer, he didn't dare to say anything more. His Royal Highness King Jin is such a tough bone that even the emperor dared not chew on it.

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The location of the upper study room is easy to find. When Zhuang Zhuang walked in with Xiaopang carrying a small schoolbag, the noisy room instantly became quiet.In the next second, a small piece of inkstone was thrown straight at Zhuang Zhuang's body.

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?" A seven or eight-year-old child in a dark red robe stood up, completely indifferent to the fact that he threw out the inkstone just now.

The inkstone didn't look big, but it was thrown with great force. Feng Yu wanted to catch it, but Zhuang Zhuang caught it before he could make a move, but the force made his little palms turn red.

"Who are you?" Zhuang Zhuang tightly held the small inkstone in his hand, signaling for Xiaopang to be quiet, and then he looked up at the seven or eight-year-old child.

"He's Brother Thirteen!" Everyone laughed and laughed, and some even made faces at Zhuang Zhuang.

"You are the Thirteenth Prince?" Zhuang Zhuang looked at the man calmly.

"That's right, the young master is Qin Li, very powerful." Qin Li looked at Zhuang Zhuang proudly, surrounded by a few little radish heads watching the show.

Feng Yu frowned, but Zhuang Zhuang didn't say anything, and walked to the corner with his small schoolbag.

"Hey, Brother Thirteen already told you what his name is. What's your name?" Two children who looked about the same size, but one was fat and the other was thin, ran towards this side.The thin child stood by the table and asked him questions, but the chubby one dishonestly moved the inkstone on the table and the writing brush on the table. He saw Zhuang Zhuang put the schoolbag on the table just now. Below, so while Zhuang Zhuang was not paying attention, he was going to touch that little schoolbag. That little schoolbag was bulging, so maybe there might be something delicious in it.

As soon as his hand stretched out, it was pinched by Zhuang Zhuang fiercely. Zhuang Zhuang was so strong that the little fat man in pain yelled that his hand was broken.

"Hurry up and let go of Nineteen!" The skinny little boy hurriedly shook his head at Zhuang Zhuang.

"Keep your hands and feet clean. Don't touch my things without other people's permission." Zhuang Zhuang stared at the little fat man with displeasure.

The three radish heads look about the same age, but Zhuang Zhuang seems to have the most momentum.

The skinny little boy seemed to have been wanting to say something to Zhuang Zhuang, but at this moment, an old figure walked in from outside, and the little fat man who was crying for his father suddenly walked towards the old man sullenly , he stretched out his wrist, and said to the man with aggrieved expression and tears, "Teacher, I'm in pain."

(End of this chapter)