The queen is also a big boss today

Chapter 1: Those Years When Your Head Was Smashed

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Hongwu Continent: The world was first divided, and all countries stood side by side. The three kingdoms are the leaders, namely Northern Qin, Western Chu, and Southern Vietnam.

Northern Qin Dynasty, Kyoto.

Guozijian Academy.

It was the beginning of spring, when the willow branches in the college had just sprouted new buds, and a few sparrows stayed on the willow branches, chirping and chirping happily.

The students were sitting upright with their books in their hands, and the sound of reading aloud came from the windows, which was very pleasant to hear.

Kong Bozhong stood on the podium, squinting his eyes, stroking his beard with his hands, and was very satisfied with the sound of reading.

"hu~hu~"

The slight snoring sound was caught in the sound of Lang Lang's reading, which should have been drowned in the sound of reading.

But... who is Kong Bozhong?

He has been teaching and educating people for decades, and his level of rigor and staidness is comparable to that of a stubborn stone.

With sharp eyes, he looked to the back row, sure enough!

A girl in a school uniform was lying on the desk, sleeping soundly behind the textbooks. The girl was beautiful.

The skin is fair, the eyebrows are lightly closed, the nose is high and straight, the lips are not dark red, and the three thousand black hair hangs down on the girl's back, showing off wantonly.

Kong Bozhong clenched his fingers, his forehead straightened, and his anger surged up uncontrollably.

He picked up a book on the podium and threw it at the girl who was sleeping on her stomach.

"Ow~!"

A scream sounded.

The students stopped the sound of reading, and all turned to look at the source of the sound.

"Who, which bastard dared to hit this empress..." Noble head. . .

Di Beiyao stood up furiously covering his head that had been hit by the pain. When his pair of obsidian-like red phoenix eyes met Kong Bozhong's dark face, he suddenly froze.

"Heh, heh, it's Mr. Kong... Today, the weather is pretty good..."

"Pfft!" Sitting in the front row, Ouyang Xin sniggered unceremoniously.

Di Beiyao threw a big white eye at him angrily, and laughed, a bad friend who made trouble.

Ouyang Xin knew Di Beiyao's character well, knew that she would not be really angry, and was not afraid, so he continued to giggle there.

It wasn't until Kong Bozhong flicked the knife with a sharp eye that he stopped laughing, and lowered his head embarrassingly, pretending to read a book.

"Your Highness, don't blame this old man for being strict with you. His Majesty entrusted you to this old man, and this old man has to be responsible for your studies.
Tell me, how many times has this happened to you?Sleep in class!Pass the note!Steal snacks!

Which one of these things have you not done? !Say it, say it yourself! "

Every word and sentence is full of passion towards Di Beiyao who hates iron but not steel.

Di Beiyao really wanted to pick out her ears, but with just these few words back and forth, her ears were almost callused.

But I can't, I respectfully and obediently admitted my mistake: "Yes, the student knows that he was wrong, and the student will never dare to do it again next time."

She is a majestic Northern Qin emperor, the future Northern Qin empress, but she is afraid of such a teacher as Kong Bozhong.

Who made Kong Bozhong not only a teacher of the Imperial College, but also a teacher of the emperor.

Emperor teacher, as the name suggests: the emperor's teacher.

Her father had to politely call out the existence of a respected teacher when he saw her, so how could she behave in front of him?

Hehe, it’s impossible, the most, the most, call him Old Man Kong behind his back~
"Ten rules of etiquette, copy ten times! Hand it over to the old man tomorrow, and the old man will check it himself. Your Highness, don't think about getting someone to write it for you."

After four years of schooling, every time she made a mistake, the empress admitted her mistake happily, and her words were considered humble.

But next time, the mistakes that shouldn't be made are not missed once, and they will be made again and again!

Hearing that the book was going to be copied, Di Beiyao suddenly turned into a bitter face.

"Ah, sir, I have already memorized the ten rules of etiquette, or...forget it?"

Kong Bozhong only felt that the veins on his forehead had become more prominent.

The emperor is talented and intelligent, and has the ability of photographic memory.

"Ten times, not missing a single word!"

"Yes……"

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