First Lady of the Crown Prince

 Chapter 761 Assists the little milk bag (second update)

Gu Jiao and Mr. Jing came back from picking fruits. Mr. Jing opened the curtain and went in, only to take one step back.

 “What a powerful murderous aura!”

 He held the fruit and said solemnly next to Gu Jiao.

 “Whose murderous intention?” Gu Jiao asked.

"My eldest brother!" Jing Erye said, "I have known my eldest brother for so many years, and this is the first time I feel his murderous intent is so strong!"

 That's an exaggeration.

However, just now Duke An Guo sent her away from Master Jing because he clearly had something to say to Xiao Heng alone.

 Could it be that Anguo recognized that Xiao Heng was not Shangguan Qing?

Gu Jiao hurriedly got into the carriage.

Xiao Heng turned to look at her, intending to complain to Gu Jiao with his eyes.

 What's sad is that as soon as he pretended that your adoptive father bullied me and I felt wronged, An Guogong's murderous intention disappeared.

An Guogong's gentle eyes like a spring breeze fell on Xiao Heng's face. If the muscles on his face were not still stiff, he would have started to smile.

 The kind that is extremely kind.

—The apprentice of the tea master Lao Jijiu met his opponent for the first time.

 “Isn’t this good?” Gu Jiao said.

Jing Erye, who followed Gu Jiao up, had a look of disbelief on his face: "Uh... Okay, it seems pretty good."

 An Guogong wrote on the armrest: "We had a very happy chat."

 Xiao Heng: Really? Why did I feel like you wanted to kill me just now?

 An Guogong continued to write: "He is a good young man, and I like him very much."

 Gu Jiao nodded, I like him too, Mr. Guo, he has a good vision!

Gu Jiao's favorability towards An Guogong gradually increased.

Not to be outdone, Xiao Heng also hurriedly said: "Dong An Guo knows astronomy from above and geography from below. He is knowledgeable about the past and the present. He is truly a genius. I will ask and learn from Duke An Guo more in the future. Liulang, when you come to see Duke An in the future, bring me with you." ."

 Gu Jiao nodded and went to see An Guogong with her husband, happy!

 Gong An Guo was so angry that he couldn't even see clearly.

Jing Erye who was not in the situation said: "What do you call An Guogong? Call me uncle!"

Xiao Heng looked at An Guogong with a smile: "Uncle."

 An Guogong turned his face away in his heart, hum!

Last night, Gu Jiao promised Xiao Qingkong that she would pick him up from school today. After sitting in An Guogong's carriage for a while, she left with Xiao Heng.

“Brother, let’s go back too.” Mr. Jing said.

 An Guogong suddenly wrote on the armrest: "I want to exercise."

"Eh?" Mr. Jing opened his eyes wide, thinking he had seen it wrong, "No, brother, what's wrong with you? The doctor has told you to exercise so many times, but you just refuse, how could you change your mind? of?"

 An Guogong: He wants to stand up and beat that kid!

 …

Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng first sent King Black Wind back to the Imperial Master's Palace, and then took a carriage to Lingbo Academy.

Xiao Heng said: "Dong An Guo knows that I am not Shangguan Qing."

"It's okay, he won't tell." Gu Jiao said. When there are no outsiders, Gu Jiao always speaks in a female voice.

Xiao Heng looked at Gu Jiao doubtfully: "Do you trust him so much?"

"Yeah." Gu Jiao admitted without hesitation that she trusted An Guogong very much. She had felt this way from the first time she saw him, otherwise she would not have gotten into a stranger's bed.

Xiao Heng opened his mouth and said, "He also knows that you are a girl."

Gu Jiao touched her chin: "I really know."

Xiao Heng was shocked: "You know he knows?"

Gu Jiao thought for a while: "I just made a guess. When I first came to Shengdu, I accidentally entered the Duke of Guo's Mansion. At that time, Duke An was unconscious. I thought he was unconscious. Yes, he spoke in his own voice. Later, he was assassinated and was slightly injured. When I treated his injuries, I found that his consciousness seemed to be awake, but he couldn't open his eyes anyway, so I didn't bother to pretend. Teenager’s voice.”

"Is he so kind to you because you saved him?" Xiao Heng seemed to have found a reason for the Duke of Guo's favoritism towards Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao shook her head: "I don't know. Later, I went to the Duke's Mansion openly several times, and my voice was different. I thought he didn't recognize me, but now it seems that he always knew it was me."

 She didn’t know how he recognized her.

 It's like...as long as you are close to me, I feel happy and know that it is you.

 The carriage arrived at Lingbo Academy.

 Two little cubs had just come out of the child prodigy class and were standing at the door cutely.

Zhang Dequan also came to take the little princess back to the palace. His Majesty the King has been thinking about it all day, and is very worried about whether the little princess will be uncomfortable returning to the academy so soon.

His eyes lit up and he walked towards the little princess.

Unexpectedly, the little princess got into the carriage of the Imperial Master's Hall with Xiao Jingkong directly.

 “Hello teacher, hello nephew, Eunuch Zhang, goodbye!”

 Zhang Dequan: “…”

 In a small bamboo house in the Purple Bamboo Forest, the Imperial Preceptor and the Monarch were sitting across from each other drinking tea.

The king’s legs were sore from sitting, so he stood up and walked around the house.

The monarch was originally reviewing memorials in the Imperial Study Room, but came to the Imperial Preceptor Hall on an impromptu basis. The princess did not know he was here, and neither did Zhang Dequan.

 None of this matters.

 The king came to the study of the imperial master.

 Jing Yinyin's things in the study have been put away by the imperial master, except for some books and scrolls.

 The monarch will not turn over the painting scroll of the National Preceptor.

 He just came to Duobaoge and looked at the clay sculpture of three people sitting in the small courtyard.

 In the middle of the three people is a long low case.

One of them sits on one side and the other two sit on the other side.

 “You still keep it,” the king said.

The Master of the State stopped beside the monarch, looked at the three little clay figures in the clay sculptures, and said: "Yes, I have been keeping them, and I can't bear to throw them away after so many years."

The king said: "You two always sit together, it seems that I am particularly unsociable."

The Master of the State said: "Your Majesty is the king of the country, and I dare not offend you."

The monarch did not continue the topic. He touched the small peach tree on the clay sculpture and said, "The results of this selection are out. Six people entered the final selection. Can you guess which six they are?"

 Master Imperial Master: "Han Ci, Feng Wuming, Mu Qingchen, Xiao Liulang, Jun Xiuhan."

The king took back his hand and said, "Well, these five are all correct, and there is only one left."

Mr. Imperial Master: "I don't know who the remaining one is, but he should be from the Han family."

　　Monarch: “Have you done a divination?”

 Master National Preceptor: "No, I just analyzed the strength."

　　Monarch: "Then who do you think can pass the final test?"

 Master National Preceptor: “It’s hard to say.”

The king looked at him strangely: "Why?"

The National Normal University Master said: "Everyone has their own advantages. I don't know the rules of the final round of selection, so I can't make a conclusion."

The monarch came to the window, looked at the endless purple bamboo forest, and said lightly: "Feng Wuming and Jun Xiuhan came from Canaan Academy. Although Feng Wuming became a monk, these military strategies were all learned before he became a monk. Nan Academy attaches great importance to the study of the art of war."

The expression of the Imperial Master did not change at all: "Canaan Academy has produced six top candidates in literary examinations and four top candidates in martial arts examinations. Canaan Academy has not only cultivated many outstanding generals for the Yan State, but also provided more talents to the imperial court. Many academic pillars.”

The monarch smiled and said, "I didn't say it was bad. How come Xiao Liulang became the righteous son of Duke An Guo? I heard that you were the one who made the connection. What is the profound meaning of this move by the Imperial Master?"

The Imperial Master said: "I don't have any deep meaning, I just think he is a material that can be made."

 “Why the Duke’s Mansion?” the monarch asked suspiciously.

The Imperial Preceptor met the monarch's scrutinizing gaze and said calmly: "He healed the princess and took the credit for rescuing the little princess. He has long been a thorn in the eyes of all the major families. Except for Anguo Duke's Palace, I can't think of anyone else." Who else dares to take this hot potato?"

The monarch looked away and continued to look at the purple bamboo forest: "How is Duke An's condition?"

The Imperial Master said calmly: "It's not very good. I can't speak or move my legs. This will be the case for the rest of my life. Your Majesty, there is no need to worry."

The king snorted coldly: "Huh, it's just Duke An, why don't you worry about me!"

 The Master of the State did not speak any more.

 The room fell into silence.

The monarch suddenly smiled heartily. The master looked at him strangely. The monarch said with relief: "I know how to take the final round of the test. Bring me a pen!"

 …

The little princess spent a pleasant and wonderful night in Qilin Palace and did not remember to return to the palace at all.

When the monarch passed by the Qilin Hall, he saw Zhang Dequan standing outside. He frowned: "Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to pick up the little princess?"

 Zhang Dequan pointed at the door of Qilin Hall.

 Two little cubs were squatting on the ground and piling sand in a selfless manner.

 Monarch: “…”

The monarch grabbed the little princess into the carriage and said, "Why are you running around again if I didn't ask you to stay in the palace obediently?"

　　　The little princess pointed her fingers at each other: "I, I, I'm here to see your majesty's uncle."

Then you look for it. If I don’t come to arrest you, do you believe that you can play with that kid until dawn?

The little princess blinked guiltily, leaned against the monarch, and boasted without conscience: "Uncle, you are very handsome today."

 The king: "Ha!"

The little princess continued to pester him, using her invincible cuteness trick: "Uncle, I like you the most."

 The king: "Humph!"

Someone who liked my uncle the most was suddenly attracted by the small bamboo tubes in the monarch's hands: "Huh? What are these?"

 The bamboo tubes are more beautiful than the uncle’s.

 Monarch: “…”

The little guy’s eyes were wide open, his mouth was also wide open, and his saliva was almost flowing out.

She remembered the bamboo tube rice she had eaten tonight. The teacher had made it herself, with candied dates and red beans. It was fragrant, glutinous and chewy, delicious and not greasy.

The king looked at her saliva flowing down three thousand feet, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "It's for exam questions, not for food."

 The little guy decisively distanced himself from the test questions.

She straightened her body and said seriously: "I don't want to take the exam!"

The king was angry and funny: "It's not for you, it's for your teachers and others."

 Six people, six test questions, each person has different tasks, and they are not aware of each other, which leads to differences in information.

 They won’t even know how they lost.

 This is not a simple three-hundred-mile ride, it is a strategic game.

The one who reaches the finish line first is not necessarily the final winner. Whoever masters all the information first is the key to victory.

It’s a pity that no one will think of this level.

They will just keep running and reach the finish line at all costs.

 The king felt that he was really a genius for coming up with such a tricky assessment mechanism.

Teacher’s test questions? The little princess crossed her little fingers and rolled her eyes.

She chirped: "Uncle, I want to poop!"

The monarch frowned: "Now?" They have all left the Imperial Master's Hall.

 “I can’t hold it in anymore!” She said with a flushed face while holding her breath tightly.

The king said: "Don't be naughty and lie deliberately just for fun."

The little princess turned into a fried chicken in one second: "I didn't! I didn't do it for fun! Uncle, you wronged me! I'm so sad!"

The monarch was stunned. The little guy looked like he had been greatly wronged, as if he had really wronged her.

 The monarch cleared his throat and said to Zhang Dequan: "Go back to the Imperial Master's Hall first."

"Ah...yes." Zhang Dequan agreed and asked the driver to drive the carriage back to the Imperial Master's Palace.

The little princess raised her chin and asked: "I want to go to Qilin Hall to make a fuss."

The king said with a dark face: "You also said you didn't want to play."

The little princess argued: "There is a small toilet in Qilin Hall."

 Monarch: “…”

 You ask for a lot.

 The king parked his carriage outside the Qilin Hall.

 “I’m going to pull for a long, long time.”

 “If you want to play, just say so.”

"I don't."

 Monarch: "Zhang Dequan."

Little Princess: "I want my uncle to accompany me."

The monarch placed several small bamboo tubes in the secret compartment of the carriage and led the little princess out of the carriage.

"I forgot my things, I'll take them myself!" She climbed onto the carriage with a huff, quietly opened the secret compartment, and hid the small bamboo tube in her book bag.

 Monarch: "What did you do with your book bag in the hut?"

Little Princess: "I have something to give you."

"You just want to play." The monarch led her into the Qilin Palace, "I still can't see through you?"

The court room in Qilin Hall is clean and tidy, not an ordinary toilet.

The little princess came to the door, stretched out a small hand towards the monarch, and gestured: "Okay, I will go in by myself, uncle is waiting for me here!"

 The king is dumbfounded.

The little princess entered the palace, locked the door, climbed onto the window sill on a small stool, and called softly: "Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu."

Xiaojiu flapped her wings and flew over.

The little princess poured out six test questions.

“Oh, there are so many, which one belongs to the teacher? I, I can’t read, just take them all!”

 (End of this chapter)