Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills

  Chapter 582 582. Startled (55)

  At the gate of the Guozijian, the crowd slowly parted, and an elegant man in his fifties walked through the human-shaped aisle, and saluted Chu Qingzhi very modestly, "I met Miss Chu in Wang Lingxi."

   Is this the famous calligrapher in the capital?

  Wearing a white gown, full of ink fragrance, a typical literati.

  Looking at the other party without any trace, Chu Qingzhi returned the salute with a smile on her face, "I've seen Mr. Wang."

   "Miss Chu is free." Wang Lingxi was very humble, "I have always wanted to see Miss Chu, and today I finally got my wish."

  Chu Qingzhi said politely, "Mr. flattered you."

   "I don't praise you, it's Miss Chu who is too modest." Wang Lingxi had a very good impression of Chu Qingzhi, and said, "Miss Chu, you have a deep knowledge of calligraphy, why don't you come with me to help everyone learn calligraphy?"

  She didn't want to go, "Mr. Wang was joking, I am a girl, how can I have the ability to watch everyone's calligraphy, I just watch the excitement."

  Wang Lingxi heard Chu Qingzhi's refusal, and nodded with a smile, "Then I won't disturb the girl, and I will continue later."

   "Mr. Wang, walk slowly."

  As soon as Wang Lingxi left, the surroundings began to discuss again.

   "See, Mr. Wang is usually supercilious, but when facing Miss Chu, he dropped all airs, which is surprising."

   "It's the first time I've seen Mr. Wang salute a girl, haha."

   "Me too, me too..."

  As time went by, more and more people came to Guozijian.

  At this time, a high-pitched voice spread around, "The emperor is here! The prince is here!"

  All the voices disappeared in an instant, and then all the people faced the entrance, knelt down, and shouted, "Long live the emperor! Long live the prince! Thousand years, thousands years!"

  Chu Qingzhi was also forced to salute, but she didn't kneel completely, otherwise it would be too abrupt to stand there alone.

  A tall and straight figure in bright yellow, led the little prince by the hand, and walked steadily into the Imperial College.

   Behind him was a group of guards, including Tang Jinghong.

  As soon as the little prince entered the Imperial College, his bright eyes looked around. Someone told him that the eldest sister was in the Imperial College, so he begged his father to come, but why didn't he see it?

  The emperor's voice spread loudly, "Pingshen!"

   "Thank you, Your Majesty!" Everyone stood up in unison.

  Little Prince, "..."

   Now even more invisible!

  Mu Chongli and Cao Changkun led a group of deans from the academy to greet them at the gate. After saluting, everyone followed the emperor to Piyong.

  Before the game, the Emperor needs to say something.

  The young emperor's steps were steady, and he became more majestic and magnanimous as an emperor. Many people could no longer look at him directly.

  Suddenly, the little prince broke free from the emperor's hand and squeezed into the crowd.

  The emperor stopped and looked around, and seeing Chu Qingzhi there, he continued walking without saying anything.

  Everyone was surprised, "..."

  When did the little prince get so close to Chu Qingzhi?

  The little prince grabbed Chu Qingzhi's hand, and a bright smile bloomed on his delicate face, "Big sister."

  Chu Qingzhi rubbed the little prince's head, "Good boy."

Everyone,"…"

  Inexplicably, I feel that Chu Qingzhi is teasing a little cat, is it really good for the little prince?

  Chu Qingzhi pulled the little prince to the front, he was small, don't be stepped on in a while, asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

   "I want to see you." The little prince's watery eyes reflected Chu Qingzhi's beautiful white face, and he blinked, very cute.

  Chu Qingzhi smiled and pinched the little prince's white and tofu-like face, "Why are you seeing me?"

Everyone,"…"

   There are not many people in the world who dare to pinch the little prince's face, Chu Qingzhi is too courageous.

  Even the four elders of the Chu family were amazed by Chu Qingzhi's feat, and said cautiously in their hearts, Qingzhi, that's the prince, you can't pinch it casually, and you won't be able to pay for it if it breaks.

  The little prince puffed out his cheeks, white and tender, like a small glutinous rice ball, "If you don't come to see me, I will come to see you." There was still some grievance in the words.

  Chu Qingzhi took out her bag and took out two peanut candies for him. This was Li Qingyu's special gift for Chu Qingzhi in case she ran outside to eat quickly, "Here for you."

  The little prince took the candy in his hand, and gave Chu Qingzhi a sweet smile, very happy.

  At this time, the emperor arrived at the second floor of Biyong. There was a platform outside the second floor, which was specially built to give lectures to the emperor. Now the emperor is standing on the platform.

  The students who entered the Imperial College all came to the vicinity of Biyong, wearing the uniform student uniforms of their respective colleges, with serious expressions, raised their faces slightly, and looked at the emperor on the platform.

  On the platform, the emperor looked around and delivered an impassioned speech.

  After hearing this, the students' eyes lit up, and their hearts were filled with excitement. They kept thinking about how they would study and serve the imperial court in the future.

  After the emperor gave his speech, the game began.

There are many types of competitions, including policy theory, Taoism, poetry, rituals and music. There are more than 20 types. There are many participants. A dozen people.

The venue of the competition is in the wide square garden. A small space is separated by a screen. A sign will be hung at the entrance, which says the type of competition. The corresponding contestants can go to the person in charge to sign in and participate in the competition. , the process is simple.

  Chu Xuyuan competed to play chess, and Chu Xuyao ​​competed to play the piano. In order to cooperate with them, the family members divided into two groups and went to sign with them.

  Chu Qingzhi didn't go with her. First of all, the two children wanted her to go with her, so it was really difficult to make a choice. Second, the little prince had short legs and there were so many people, so he was afraid of hurting him.

  The emperor entered Biyongli, changed his disguise, and when he came out again, he became a handsome scholar. He looked around and mixed into the crowd.

  Tang Jinghong and other people with high martial arts skills scattered all over the Imperial College to protect the emperor.

  Chu Qingzhi led the little prince, and followed the emperor far away.

  She asked the little prince in a low voice, "Have you seen your father?"

  The little prince glanced around, then shook his head, and said softly, "I didn't see it."

  Chu Qingzhi smiled, pointed at the disguised emperor, "Shall we follow him all the time?"

  The little prince took Chu Qingzhi's hand and shook it, tilted his head, and said cutely, "Listen to my sister."

"good."

  Following the emperor, they came to the competition site of policy theory. Simply put, policy theory is writing a thesis, but the argument is centered on governing the country.

   There are really many people, more than 200 people, more than 200 tables, it looks very grand.

  After signing in, the scholars sat behind the desks one after another, waiting for the emperor to send someone to deliver their arguments. This is a consistent tradition, and the arguments are all drafted by the emperor.

  (end of this chapter)