The Empress’s Gigolo

On the second floor of a restaurant near Jinghong Avenue in Beihong District, a dozen young men and women sat around two tables.

"I heard that, Your Majesty said he would open a school." A 16-year-old but tall man, tall and tall, said at the table while drinking.

"It's the one responsible for eight thousand!" Said another boy casually.

"Humph!"

The voice was from a young girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful appearance, who patted the bowl on the table.

The others looked at her and smiled, but they did not converge.

The young girl was named Xunzi and Liu Yueyao. She had a big loss when she was in Fenghun last time, but she was forced to stand up against her with a rhetoric of that eight thousand clip gun.

She was also punished with ten whip for a month.

Originally, she thought that she must find a chance to report this revenge after coming out, but she hadn't stayed at home for a few days and heard a message that made her stay like a chicken. The little white face who could only play a trick was selected by her Majesty as her future husband .

This made her wonder why her Majesty looked after that kid.

His Majesty is not only the emperor, but also the seventh master in the world. The beauty of his appearance fascinates countless people. But such a person actually chose that kid as the husband-in-law.

It almost made her smash everything in the room.

As time passed, her hatred of Ren Baqian did not abate, but she hated it even more.

Every time she heard the news of Ren Baqian, she felt unhappy in her heart.

But others didn't think much about her mood, and instead talked about the school's affairs.

"What is the school studying?" This is not something one wants to know. The school is still something new in Dayao.

"It should be like Da Xia, it's books, numeracy, military science, and law!" Someone said with a firm voice.

"Maybe there is classics." Someone laughed.

"Really, maybe," someone said.

Confucian classics is the general name of several doctrines passed down a long time ago. It mainly teaches people to be good, how to discipline themselves, and some thoughts on heaven and earth, society, people and people, people and nature.

In Daxia, Yun, and Chen Sanguo are the main doctrines, but the ancients have always disliked that set of rhetoric, let alone these official family children.

At Dayao, fist is the last word.

Although there are laws, in most people's minds, fist comes first.

Everyone discussed this and put it down. In addition to practicing martial arts, these young people read at least a few books at home, just to call friends and play outside, and occasionally talk about what happened in this city.

For example, everyone in this school just talked about it casually. No one took it seriously.

They can't go to any school.

Only the children of those families with outstanding talents will go. This is known to everyone.

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Ren Baqian sat in the Yangxin Hall, holding in his hand a list that the emperor had just given him, and the above was the children sent by the members of the North and Central University to enter the school.

"Shi Gan, wouldn't it be the grandson of the senior veteran?" Ren Baqian asked casually when he saw the first name.

"It's his youngest son," said the Empress lightly.

"Oh! The old man is really old-fashioned." Ren Baqian marveled. The elder is at least 70 or 80 years old, right? It reads that Shi Gan is twelve years old, which means that the old man is still having a son at the age of sixty or seventy, which is amazing.

Ren Baqian looked down and immediately saw a familiar name.

Tonglan, ten years old.

"Little girl's talent is not good?" Ren Baqian was surprised, only ten years old, and told herself why the flowers are so red and not so talented?

"Tonglan talent is still good, at least better than her grandpa." Said the emperor.

"Don't you say that this time is a bad talent?" Ren Baqian questioned, pointing to the list.

"Tong Zhenye said that he was very young anyway, and he would stay there for two years, even if he went to find a playmate." The empress picked a grape and threw it into her mouth.

Ren Baqian looks speechless. Do you think this is a kindergarten?

But think about it, because you ate so much in that girl ’s hands and suffered so many slaps, this is an opportunity for revenge.

The gentleman revenge is late all day.

As for the idea that the other party was a delicious loli who let her go, she was annihilated before Ren Baqin's heart rose.

There is no revenge for a gentleman.

Non-toxic without husband.

This is what the old ancestors said, and we must not forget it.

"Hey." Ren Baqian grinned twice, letting the emperor look at him more, and her eyes turned around, probably guessing Ren Baqin's thoughts at this time.

But Tonglan's girl is very ghostly.

It's not necessarily who is tossing by then.

Ren Baqian read the above name again. There were a total of thirty-one people, similar to what he expected.

He alone can teach these disciples.

However, after thinking about it, Ren Baqian said, "Can you recruit a few among the civilians? I will stay in the school as a teacher."

After all, these are the children of the leaders of North Korea and China. In the future, Chengdu will be the official place.

Can't you always point at yourself to teach?

"Okay!" The Empress nodded. "But is the name good?"

"Lanxiang Academy!" Ren Baqian looked straight.

Seeing that the emperor's eyes started to pick, Ren Baqian immediately re-exported: "Just kidding is actually New Oriental.

Seeing that the emperor's eyes had begun to emit murderous anger, Ren Baqian re-exported again: "In fact, this is also a joke. Call it Zizhu Academy. I saw a few purple bamboos in a small bamboo forest next to it."

The emperor heard the name, and was somewhat satisfied. She continued to eat her grapes and ignored the eight thousand.

"Is there another month to celebrate the New Year? Are there any activities in the New Year? After that, the school will start enrolling again." Ren Baqian asked, and he didn't know how Dayao's New Year would be. "Yes, grab the lights!" The empress explained. "Before, it was the same village or between two villages. It was limited to young people under 20 years old. The winners were rewarded. If others performed well, they would also be favored by the girls in the village. If you want to participate , I can franchise you to participate, if it is good, maybe I will reward you! "Said the empress, with a smile on her face.

"What's the rule?" Ren Baqian heard his words immediately refreshed.

"First set up a shelf, and then hang the lights on it. Participants in groups of ten can choose their own hands. Those who grab the lights first win." The emperor's eyes also smiled.

"Isn't it possible to do something to other people?" Ren Baqian laughed immediately after listening.

"Naturally, this is the time to show off your skills." The Empress Dowager rightly said.

"That's fine." Ren Baqian refused directly. She couldn't even beat a ten-year-old little loli, and she was trying to die.

"Don't you want to listen to the reward?" The emperor's tone with a rare sense of tenderness ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ let Ren Baqian's heart linger.

However, the rattle of his head was shaking immediately: "Manly husband, if you don't join, don't join."

The emperor had spoken like this, it must be fine, the pit was in front, and the fool jumped in.

"I can kiss you!" The Empress suddenly sounded like a mosquito, just to let Ren Baqian be able to hear clearly.

After hearing this, Ren Baqian looked up at the Empress, and saw that her face was flushed. This shameful appearance made Ren Baqian's chest look like a pile driver.

Ren Baqian replaced her with a righteous and stern face: "Chen feels that a person's inherent death is either heavier than Taishan or lighter than Hongmao. He died for his Majesty, although he died without regret.

Then the words turned, with a look of helplessness: "It is not the unwillingness of the minister to grab the light. It is because he has fear of heights since he was a child and cannot climb high. Therefore, he has to give up despite his pain."

The Empress almost shook her hand and threw a fruit plate on his head.