Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

It's him! First look for that squirrel Xiaohong is here.

So Yuan Ming simply left behind the scene he had just accidentally seen, and began to look for it seriously.

But after searching for a long time, I didn't see any shadow of the squirrel Xiaohong. Yuan Ming couldn't help but feel lost. In addition, Yuan Ming estimated that it had been so long since it had come out. The teacher may have woke up and was looking for him everywhere.

Yuan Ming had to leave the Ci Ning Palace very unwillingly. When he left, Yuan Ming finally glanced at the pile of grass where Concubine Shu got into the cave not far away.

Thinking, he must find some time to tell Huang Ama about this, the guards in this palace are too bad, anyone can enter and leave the other palace casually. This is simply... what is it?

Yuan Mingming thought about it for a long time, but failed to come up with that word, so he shook his head very helplessly, and walked away. When he left, the young Yuan Ming still sighed with emotion:

"Really what the teacher said, I hate less when the book is used!"

When Yuanming arrived at the bookstore, he saw the teacher like an ant on a hot pot, rushing around in a hurry, and he almost didn't lift the bookstore upside down.

Sorry, it must be to find him...

Yuan Ming stood silently behind the door, watching quietly the teacher's every move in the room through the crack of the door. At the beginning, he felt that he was going to be reprimanded and couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.

But Yuan Mingyue looked at the black face of the teacher calling and rummaging around, like a black pot, and couldn't help but secretly laugh.

"Laugh! Come on, Yuan Ming, what's funny about you talking to Huang Ama?" I didn't expect Yuan Ming to hide secretly outside the door and laugh, but he was rushed to the bookstore from Fengyang Palace. Feng Xuan Che saw it.

As soon as Yuan Ming turned around, he looked at Feng Xuan Che's face that was not inferior to the teacher, and walked slowly towards him. Yuan Ming almost sat on the ground without a fright.

"Emperor, Huang Ama... Yuan Ming... Yuan Ming..."

Although Yuan Ming said that he was mature and stable, he was just a child who had not grown up anyway. When he saw his father so angry, he had a tendency to beat him, Yuan Ming couldn't help but became scared and back again and again. Go, reach out and touch the door behind him, trying to escape from the suppression of Feng Xuanche's momentum.

"Weichen paid a visit to your Majesty. I don't know why your Majesty came to this Xinglinyuan? But because of the Yuan and Ming princes?"

The teacher who was looking for Yuan Ming in the courtyard, after hearing the voices of Feng Xuan Che and Yuan Ming, he hurriedly walked out the door, and saw Feng Xuan Che with a dark face, ready to scold Yuan Ming. The teacher hurriedly guarded Yuan Ming behind him, respectfully saluting Feng Xuan.

Yuan Ming also hung his head and hid behind the teacher, as if relieved, sighed invisibly. After looking up at the back of the teacher in front of him, Yuan Ming's eyes were full of admiration and admiration.

When asked by the teacher, Feng Xuan Che was also stunned, and the emotion that he almost wanted to get angry suddenly sank, and then he realized that he seemed a little bit extreme.

"The widow came to see if this rebellious son was studying and obedient in the bookstore. Unexpectedly, when he came here, he would see this kid hiding behind the door laughing at you.

Please don't blame me, sir, the widow is not displeased with you, but this rebellious son is very naughty, and it is very laborious to want to come to my husband to teach, widow can not help but feel very guilty and thank him. "

Feng Xuanche remembered that he had a dark face just now, and when he raised his hand to catch Yuan Ming, he almost injured Yuan Ming's teacher, so he nodded humbly to the teacher and explained.

"Your Majesty, you said that you would never dare to be a minister. The prince Yuan and Ming is still young, and can be as strong as the prince Yuan and Ming, who can withstand the pain of studying. The prince Yuan and Ming is really the first person in the history of the Dashun dynasty. But it’s normal to be naughty occasionally, so don’t be too harsh."

The teacher turned around with a smile, raised Yuan Ming's hand with a fond look, and brought Yuan Ming to Feng Xuan Che, proudly explaining for Yuan Ming.

"Your Majesty, the prince Yuan Ming is still young, everything has to be done slowly, and you must not help it."

Seeing Feng Xuanche's expression eased, the teacher reminded him quickly. While talking, he let Yuan Ming walk up to Feng Xuan Che, and signaled Yuan Ming to be coquettish and soft with Feng Xuan Che, but Yuan Ming closed his mouth tightly, his eyes flushed without saying a word.

"Hey, Mr. Xie reminds, there is Mr. Lao!" Feng Xuanche lowered his head and saw Yuan Ming's stubborn appearance, like himself and Du Xuechun when he had a tendon. He couldn't help feeling softened and stretched out his hand to give Yuan Ming a hand. Fished into his arms.

"Boy, you won't be able to do this again next time, do you know?" Feng Xuan Che raised his hand and rubbed Yuan Ming's hair, pretending to command Yuan Ming with a serious face.

"Huang Ama, Yuan Ming knows that he was wrong, and I will never dare to do it again." Yuan Ming nodded, making a heavy nasal voice as he spoke, still with some milky air.

"Well, just know that you are wrong, and I won't punish you this time."

The corners of Feng Xuanche's lips raised slightly, and he was in a good mood. He raised his hand and gently squeezed Yuan Ming's thin shoulders, only to find that Yuan Ming was a lot stronger than before.

"By the way, the gentleman looked at him, but he didn't know his surname? Isn't this young man from Xinglin Academy Mr. Dong?" Feng Xuan Che suddenly asked.

"In reply to your Majesty, the Weichen's surname is Zhang Mingde and Zichen is the new Young Fu of Xinglin Academy. Mr. Dong...has already resigned and returned to her resignation. He handed his resignation to his head. Didn't your Majesty receive it?" Zhang Shaofu listened to Feng Xuanche. After questioning, he looked confused

"It turns out that you are Mr. Zhang. The widow has heard of your name, but recently a large number of papers have been submitted for the hungry people. They are so busy that they have not had time to check them all. It is estimated that Mr. Dong's resignation has also been mixed. Be in it."

Seeing Zhang Shaofu looking at himself with a puzzled look, Feng Xuanche couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and quickly explained seriously.

"So that's it..."

Feng Xuanche and Zhang Shaofu looked at each other and smiled, and stopped talking.

After Zhang Shaofu lowered his head and explained to Yuanming some textbooks that he had to memorize, he raised his head and watched Feng Xuanche leave respectfully.

"Let's go, your sister Heya, I guess you are arguing in Fengyang Palace to see you now!" Feng Xuan Che raised his hand and patted Yuan Ming on the shoulder after seeing Zhang Shaofu walking away. Holding Yuanming's little hand, he walked towards Fengyang Palace.

"Huang Ama?" Yuan Ming raised his head and looked at Feng Xuan Che with a puzzled look.

"Huh? What's the matter." Feng Xuan stared straight ahead without squinting, and didn't lower his head to look at Yuan Ming.

"Sister Heya's Xiaohong hasn't been found yet?"

"Not yet, I guess it's not so fast, but I don't know when your sister Heya will be sad because of her Xiaohong."

Feng Xuan Che had a headache when he thought of Heya, who was lying on the bed and crying. This girl might have been specially sent by the heavens to drop him, so why can't he take her by himself?

"Huang Ama, I just went outside Ci Ning Palace where the Empress Dowager is to find Xiao Hong for Sister Heya, but Xiao Hong didn't find it, but saw that Empress Shu pushed aside the grass and got into Ci Ning Palace. "Yuan Ming tilted his head and said to Feng Xuan Che.

"Get into Cining Palace?"

Listening to Yuan Ming's words, Feng Xuan Che slowly stopped his pace, lowered his head, frowned and looked at Yuan Ming.