Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

Soon after, a new figure entered their world.

That same day, Zhen Xunyang found him in the study room where they usually prepared lessons.

Before the sir arrived at this time, he went ahead to prepare the book, but he did not expect that an inexplicable person had come to take up the soft seat for him to read and was totally unaware.

He didn't seem to like talking so much. When he saw him, he just got up and didn't give him too much attention.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

In the face of this man, Zhen Liyang's tone was not so good, he glanced at him proudly and asked aloud.

This is where Taifu teaches. How can there be idle people and so on? but…

He glanced up and down, and there was a flash of memory in Zhen Yunyang's head, and suddenly he realized.

It turned out that this was his emperor, ranked twelve, still smaller than him. No wonder his bones looked slightly immature.

However, his clothes were too plain, and he did not wear any patterned Tsing Yi without any decoration.

Not to mention the prince in this palace, even the minions in charge, and the satin cloth, so he did not expect that this was one of his brothers.

Sure enough, his identity was quickly verified, and a personal **** was next to him. When he saw Zhen Xunyang, he bent over and explained.

"The slaves please pay your respects to His Royal Highness Nine! His obituary is high, and the twelfth Prince is entrusted to Taifu He by the emperor to teach him, and he will report to the study.

Zhen Yang, who was relatively calm, heard this sentence, and immediately opened his eyes wide. His dissatisfaction overflowed with words, and he did not care whether the party was still there or not.

"Let him go to Zishantang to learn, why do you want to come around and haunt my sir?" There was a rush of anger, and his tone was not very good.

Generally, the princes go to Zishantang collectively and let the gentlemen there to teach. His husband is a prince, and he does not teach the prince or other princes, which is only his husband.

Why should someone suddenly appear to share his exclusive privileges?

The **** was so anxious and sweaty that he couldn't understand how to answer, "This is ... because Li Xueshi's body is embracing, so ..."

Presumably, this Li Xueshi is a gentleman who specially counsels the twelve prince Zhen Yanren.

But he was still dissatisfied with this reason, and continued to ask, "temporarily?" This shows that Li Xueshi can no longer see him after he is ill?

The **** was sweating under the gaze of his forced eyes, shaking his head in a humble bow, "This ... the slaves don't know."

Zhen Liyang's face was a little heavy.

Knowing that he was not welcomed by the emperor, Zhen Zhenren did not lose his frustration, all this was within his expectations.

Throwing his sleeves expressionlessly towards him, Zhen Xunyang didn't think much, but went directly to his father.

Fortunately, the emperor went to the dynasty at that time and was free.

Regardless of the etiquette, he opened his door and said, "Father, why do you want to entrust the twelve emperor's brother to the son's husband?"

Most of the time, a teenager with a calm temperament ran up to him because of this matter, like an unreasonable hairy kid.

The emperor was slightly dissatisfied with his reckless behavior, but still answered.

"Your emperor is too weak to study with everyone. The gentleman who has always taught him is physically embarrassed, and Taifu is so outstanding and leisure. It is most suitable."

After speaking, the emperor added a blindfold, "Yanger is kind-hearted, I believe you will understand the emperor, will you?"

The emperor, who had completely dropped the majesty of the court, faced his own children, and was extremely kind and gentle, and patiently explained to him.

"Li Xueshi is ill. Then there will be Zhang Xueshi, Chen Xueshi, and Lin Xueshi. Why must my husband teach him?" Zhen Xunyang persisted.

The more he talked and the more angry he couldn't help but bit his lower lip, his face was remorseful. If he had known him long ago, he shouldn't let others know the goodness of that person.

The emperor looked at him like this and had no desire to talk too much.

In fact, it didn't mean what he meant at first, but because one day some time ago, Zhen Zhenren, who had always been absent from home, made a request to him.

But he couldn't tell the real reason, otherwise, depending on the child's temperament, he might be in trouble for Zhen Yanren.

If nothing happened, he smiled slightly, "I have high hopes for Taifu."

Zhen Xunyang was expressionless. "He Taifu taught me that I was very tired, and my son-in-law didn't want my husband to be overworked."

Although somewhat surprised that Zhen Xunyang is so considerate, but the palms of his hands and hands are all flesh, not to mention that a gentleman can hardly chase after his words.

This is a decision that has already been made. As the head of a country, it is even more difficult for him to take it back, and he promised another son that he didn't want to change anything.

The emperor patted Zhen Liyang's stronger arm, and continued to enlighten his darling.

"He Taifu usually does not deal with state affairs. He is very idle. Besides, I believe in Taifu ’s ability, not to mention a prince. Even if there are two more, he can be disciplined by them. ?Ha ha."

After hearing what he said, Zhen Yunyang could not help but wink, his father and emperor could not let another prince to grab his husband? Zhen Yanren is not enough?

He frowned, and he was afraid that it would be more annoying again.

He knows the size, and he also understands the words of his father, and observes his color, which is one of the reasons why he is favored.

Father Huang, this oil and salt will not be allowed to let you spill, it seems really heartfelt. He gritted his teeth and had to give up.

Anyway, look at that nerd, there will be no ability to press him. Zhen Xunyang soon calmed down his moment of restlessness.

Seeing that he finally stopped arguing and wanted to give up, the emperor showed a kind smile and got up to lead him to the door. "You are brothers, study together, and have a company, isn't it good?"

Zhen Xunyang nodded, thinking that Mr. Tai Fu should have arrived too, and asked An An to leave with a sullen mood.

After this incident, Heron also rushed to the study, and probably heard the ins and outs of things on the road.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he saw Zhen Zhenyang with a clear face and another strange face. Without guessing, he confirmed his identity.

Zhen Huanren was only ten years old and one or two. She was physically weak and looked more immature. There was no expression on Bai Jing's cheeks. Sven was quiet and not like a talkative person.

Heron looked down at many of the children who were lowering him, only to see his thin shoulders.

Prior to this, he heard a little about the twelve princes, knowing that his biological mother died in labor, and was soon forgotten in the joy of other brothers' birth.

Therefore, he was not ridiculed by others, but his immature heart was particularly sensitive, his delicate mind did not like to show publicity, and he flinched when something happened.

As a result, Zhen Huanren gradually raised a high wall of defense for people, accustomed to being alone all day long, and developed a quiet and restrained temperament.

Fortunately, the emperor had compassion for his mother, and he was caring, but it was impossible to say that he was petting.

Thinking of this, Heron had a little more sympathy for the desperate child, bowed her eyes gently, looked at him, and kindly asked, "What book have you read?"

Zhen Yanren was startled, only to realize that when he came in, the first sentence turned out to himself?

Heading up was Heron's clear and handsome face, and the stare of his gaze. He wanted to take another look, but looked down embarrassedly.

He has received a lot of scorn and sympathy, but all made him feel pressured. Being able to be in a peaceful gaze makes him very comfortable.

He was slightly pleased that this man was really as good as he imagined.

Zhen Yanyang pursed her lips and pressed down the naturally smiling smile from the bottom of her eyes so that her joy would not be revealed.

At the same time, the hand holding the corner of the garment was also tense and released, and looked back generously.

"Father Emperor asked the students to read Li Xueshi for two years, but the students were dull and only knew a few words."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he claimed to be a student and instantly entered the role, which made the corner of Zhen Yunyang's eyes dazzle and marvel at the shamelessness of the man.

Heron nodded, yes, Li Xueshi returned to his hometown recently to take care of him, so this child was handed over to him by the emperor.

However, the child spoke humblely and did not boast of himself as a prince. It was flattering.

His heart is on His Highness. The other princes are competitors. He originally wanted to deal with it at will, but if the child was really studying, he wouldn't mind spending some energy to complete the emperor's errand.

Even so, after learning that he really intends to take over the child, he immediately heard the cold hum belonging to Zhen Yunyang, Heron was a little embarrassed.

His Royal Highness doesn't seem to like this little brother?

The author has something to say: I think that the protagonist starts the world. Weakness is of course. I also don't like to open golden fingers all the time, but he should be more comfortable with it later, before he understands his own advantages. This is a process, and it won't suddenly be very exciting ... if you don't like it, excuse me. qwq has changed the URL, has changed the URL, has changed the URL, everyone recollects the new URL, the new m .. the new computer version .., everyone opens the new URL after the collection, the old URL will not open in the future,