The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 652 Sounds (Part 2)

Some words can’t be said too much, and the main points are left to the end, commonly known as leaving blank, so as to give the other party room for imagination and continuous divergence.

After Xiao Heng finished writing the last sentence, he took the carriage and left, leaving only the king of Mingjun standing there with a cold expression.

"Jun Wang." The guard on the side called out, "Are you okay?"

"What can the king of this county do?" Ming Junwang said coldly.

As soon as the guard heard this, he understood that he was angry. The guard hesitated for a moment, but still expressed his thoughts: "Your Majesty, what Miss Gu said may not be true, so you can't believe it."

The guards didn't dare to covet the number one beauty of Canglan Women's Academy, so they were able to look at this issue from an objective perspective.

King Ming was not the case, he gave the guard a cold look: "You mean she's lying to the King?"

The guard said: "This subordinate just thinks it's better to be more cautious."

King Mingjun snorted coldly and said: "She is just a weak woman who came from Xia Kingdom and has no one to rely on in Shengdu. Does she dare to slander the Nangong family out of nothing? Besides, she is a girl's family, and she will try to slander a A man is talking nonsense to such an extent that he doesn't even care about his reputation?"

A woman's name festival is greater than the sky.

King Ming narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Nan Gonglin knows that the king of the county is interested in her, but still dares to pry the king's wall. Very good, really good!"

The guard opened his mouth and said, "Your Majesty, why don't you check it out?"

The King of Ming County flicked his sleeves and snorted: "Can Nangong Lin let you find out? How dare he leave clues behind the back of the King of the County and covet the woman the King of the County wants? If Miss Gu hadn't told me today, I would still I don’t know how long it will be kept a secret?”

There is a reason why King Ming believed Xiao Heng's words. Leaving aside the two points he said, the beauty and Nan Gonglin had no grievances, so how could they frame Nan Gonglin? It does her no good.

In contrast, Nangong Lin is more likely to pester her.

Even the majestic king of the prince's mansion is fascinated by the beauty. Is Nan Gonglin better than himself or higher than his own vision, can he not be attracted to the beauty?

This kind of mentality made King Ming finally choose to trust Xiao Heng.

The guards have followed Ming Junwang for so long, so they naturally understand Ming Junwang's temperament, some things are really smart, but some things are pretending to be smart.

Immediately, he stopped wasting his tongue and tried to persuade him: "Then...whether my subordinates still want to..."

He said, making a gesture of wiping his neck.

King Ming's eyes turned cold, and he said with disgust: "What do you want? He will avenge his own revenge! What are you doing to the king of this county!"

The guard cupped his hands: "Yes.

"

The carriage stopped outside the gate of Canglan Women's Academy, and the maid gently opened the curtain for Xiao Heng: "Miss Gu is here."

Xiao Heng hugged the sleeping Xiao Qingkong and got out of the carriage, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, he took out the written note and handed it to her: "Tell your son for me, thank you."

...

Gu Jiao and her party left the inner city.

Gu Jiao looked at Mu Chuan and Mu Qingchen strangely, and asked, "Why did you two go back to the academy?"

Mu Chuan shrugged: "I don't know, I came with Fourth Brother."

Mu Qingchen paused, and said, "I'll move to the academy."

"Oh." Mu Chuan rubbed his sore neck, and after realizing it, he opened his eyes wide and looked at his fourth brother, "What are you talking about, fourth brother? You want to live in the academy?"

Mu Qingchen said seriously: "It's time for a competition. Too much time is wasted on the road every day. It's better to use it for training. The people from Wuyue Academy are right. We can't win every game so easily. The reason why we can win today To win, a large part of it is due to the uneven level of the opponents, Xu Ping's level has been greatly reduced, but if there are two royal kickers in a team, our chances of winning will be reduced by half."

"Well, what Mu Qingchen said is right." Wu Fuzi also rode his horse and walked beside a group of people, and he said in great agreement, "There are still many powerful academies, even if there are no royal bowmen, they can cooperate with each other to fight Well done, the power should not be underestimated. Next we have to step up training."

"Will the next shooting match be at Lingbo Academy?" Gu Jiao asked.

"Yes, apart from the National Teacher Hall and the Imperial Palace, only Lingbo Academy's kowtowing field is complete."

It can be seen from the layout of the stands alone.

"How many more days?" Gu Jiao asked again.

"Seven days." Wu Fuzi said, "There will be competitions in other academies in the next two days. If you have time, you can go and watch, but don't delay your training."

"Is that possible to delay study?"

Master Wu choked.

Words cannot be said that way.

Just do it quietly!

Dean Cen in the carriage pretended to be deaf.

At sunset, a group of people arrived at the academy. Master Wu wanted to analyze today's game with everyone. Gu Jiao asked Gu Xiaoshun to take Gu Yan back first.

The shooting team gathered in the pasture.

The academy has already finished school, but there are still many students gathered around the grass field. Everyone has already heard that Tianqiong Academy has entered the next round of competition, and they are quite surprised.

Tianqiong Academy has never won any knockout match, and it would be a lie to say that it is extremely lost, but it is not entirely true to say that it doesn't care.

When Gu Jiao and her party rode horses and walked slowly into the pasture, they were greeted with attention from everyone.

Everyone was shocked, and there was no too strict ceremony, but the moment of staring made the bowmen feel a long-lost glory.

Mu Chuan's waist straightened up!

"Ahem! Alright, alright, all of you go over there and wait for me!" Master Wu's face turned hot for a while. Wu Zhuangyuan had never been able to use his martial arts in Wenju Academy, and this was the first time he returned with full of glory.

too excited!

It's just that after winning the first game, I dare not think about the next few games!

take a deep breath.

calm down.

Wu Fuzi walked over boldly on his horse.

"Did our academy really win?"

"Win! I won the bow of the royal family! If I knew we would win, I should have gone to the match!"

"Me too."

Outside the grass field, the students were chattering, all regretting that they missed today's game.

Where did they expect their academy to win? I thought that I would be kicked down as soon as I entered the stage like the previous few times.

"I heard that many people went to Wuyue Academy. Is our academy the worst? Not even a single person to cheer?"

"Okay, it seems to be true."

Everyone was ashamed.

After Wu Fuzi analyzed everyone's performance today, he asked everyone to go back to rest and come to train tomorrow morning.

"What happened today?"

When Gu Jiao led the horse back to the stable, Mu Qingchen stopped her.

Gu Jiao turned around and asked in astonishment, "What's going on?"

"Nangong Lin." Mu Qingchen said bluntly.

Gu Jiao groaned, but she didn't deliberately hide it: "He was hit in the waist and abdomen, half of his body was paralyzed, and he fell off the horse."

Mu Qingchen frowned, took a deep look at Gu Jiao, and said, "Is it for you?"

At that time, Gu Jiao was relatively close to the crowd. Nan Gonglin was on the other side of Gu Jiao. Nan Gonglin questioned Gu Jiao on the spot why she bent over to grab the ball.

It was too chaotic at the time, and no one heard the weirdness of this sentence.

Thinking about it now, is there any direct relationship between Gu Jiao's bending over to grab the ball and Nan Gonglin's falling from the horse? He couldn't be scared off by Gu Jiao snatching the ball, could he?

But if the other party wanted Gu Jiao to fall from the horse, everything would make sense.

"What's the matter with you?" Gu Jiao asked.

"Huh?" Mu Qingchen froze for a moment.

"Juju." Gu Jiao said.

Mu Qingchen would be sorry: "It's not what Su Hao said."

He didn't swear not to shoot because he had lost to anyone. Su Hao did see that he lost to a person, but he was willing to bet and admit defeat. Besides, he was willing to lose to that person.

Gu Jiao saw that he had no intention of talking further, so she didn't force her.

She led the horse back to the stable, handed it over to the servant who took care of the stable, turned around and walked out.

Mu Qingchen walked out with her, just when it was time to say goodbye to each other, Mu Qingchen suddenly said again: "I used to live in the village for a while when I was young."

It was after his mother discovered Su Hao's existence, she took him away from Su's house in a fit of anger.

Su Hao is actually a concubine, his mother never knew that his father raised a concubine outside.

When he found out, Su Hao was already able to walk, which was a situation that even the abortion pills could not save.

Su Hao gave him a day.

His mother had dystocia, and it took three days to give birth to him. Two days before his life was dying, his father was accompanying another woman to give birth.

In order not to see his father, his mother kept moving.

He went to Yunxue Villa when he was nine years old.

"The first time I saw her, she was six years old." Mu Qingchen recalled.

"That childhood playmate?" Gu Jiao thought of the ugly puppet that fell out of Mu Qingchen's bag. She didn't see it clearly, but she could see that it was ugly.

Mu Qingchen nodded: "I've lived in the village for two years, and she lives in the villa next door. She likes to perform a bow, and always rides her maroon pony to the foot of the mountain to find someone to give a bow."

"After she left, I will never shoot again."

This is the second time Gu Jiao heard him use walking to describe that childhood playmate.

"Is it dead?" Gu Jiao asked.

Mu Qingchen paused, and disappointment flashed in her eyes: "Well, she went there when she was eight years old. Before she left, she told me to take good care of her father, and said that she would come back one day."

Speaking of this, Mu Qingchen smiled bitterly, "I really believed it at the time, I was so stupid."

"Dead people cannot be resurrected. I later understood this truth, but after nine years, I still couldn't help but wait, just waiting for the day when she would appear alive in front of me."