Chapter 679

“…… By God, you have no love for me. "

Meng Xinghe sneered, the color on his face, almost become pale and weak.

"Song Xijiao, you are so cruel."

Song Xijiao's lips slightly pursed: "I'm sorry."

"Why? Where can't I Meng Xinghe match you? You know how many girls there are in the world... "

"I know that many girls dream of marrying you. I also know that you are the God of war, and that you are the lover of countless young ladies, but I am not among them."

“……”

Meng Xinghe couldn't say a word. He was not a smart mouth person. The reason why he could quarrel with song Xijiao at ordinary times was to express his feelings and bully her on purpose.

When it comes to really explaining something, on the contrary, I can't think of a word, and my mind is almost blank.

Song Xijiao can't bear to see Meng Xinghe's decadent again. She turns around and takes a breath.

"Your return to Beijing is bound to be a tough battle. The prince will try to recover your military power. If you don't resist, he may

Therefore, I advise you to take the initiative to hand over the military power when you return to Beijing, take a rest for a few years, and then return to the dynasty as an official.

If the prince is benevolent and righteous, he may make you a marquis. If he is cruel You can come to me. I can help you

"Why do you care for me when you are so cruel to me?"

"I have no love for you, but I have friendship..."

"Enough!"

Meng Xinghe interrupted her words with a wave of his hand. His eyebrows twisted deeply and his fist pressed on the stone table. His skin had been crushed and bleeding.

"I only ask you one word. If you don't go with me, are you going to return to the prince's arms?"

"No!" Song Xijiao shook her head without hesitation. "I have nothing to do with the prince. He is the son of the murderer who killed my family in Song Dynasty. He is also the prince in high position.

The man in my heart is Zhongchun. He is a hunter. He has died with the Song family being chopped by all the people. "

"Good."

Meng Xinghe stares at the back of song Xijiao's head and gnaws his teeth.

"Remember your words! If in the future, you dare to violate today's words and make up with the prince again, I will not let you go! "

With that, he turned and jumped on the eaves and ran away.

Song Xijiao was standing in the moonlight for a long time without moving.

The scenes in Jinzhou flashed past.

The man who always likes to wear black shirt is calm and introverted when he doesn't smile, deep and gentle when he laughs, generous and warm when holding her, and sly when he is bad

He is Zhongchun, the hunter who likes to get up early, chop firewood, return home after sunset, and wait for her at the entrance of the alley.

Instead of sitting on the hall of the deep palace and commanding the ministers.

Zhongchun, he's dead!

……

In the busy street, a temporary high platform was built.

Daotai adult sat on the high platform, facing the people gathered from the bottom, coughed twice unconsciously and straightened his figure.

It was the first time since he became a parent official that he made such a big splash.

When song Xijiao found him and invited him to draw lots, he was so happy that he didn't know how to do it.

Because he knew that the emperor personally handled the school affairs. If he could also participate in it and make the matter beautiful, the emperor would keep it in mind and might promote him in the future!

Thinking of this, he immediately turned his head and flattered song Xijiao with a smile: "Miss Song, when shall we start?"

Song Xijiao put up a canopy and looked at the distance. Then she said, "wait a minute. The guests I invited have not arrived yet."

"Oh, and other distinguished guests?"

The Taoist master also looked at the distance curiously. Although song Xijiao was a girl from other places, she knew a distinguished guest, who was a big person that even he could not afford to offend.

Not to mention Meng Xinghe and Chen Yu, but Mr. Xiong, Ling Ziqing, Zhao Jie, Dao Ke and others. He also wanted to give some face when he saw him.

I just don't know who's here today.

Just thinking about it, a carriage was rickety and stopped outside the crowd. Then, two lines of soldiers pushed aside the crowd and escorted a man slowly toward the high platform.

As soon as he saw the visitor, he immediately jumped out of his chair and knelt down on the ground.

Song Xijiao quickly stopped the man and jokingly said, "don't kneel, my Lord. The Emperor just came to join in the fun. He didn't want to expose his identity. When the matter of xianmingguan is finished, he is going to visit other places in a humble way."

"Oh, good, good."

Although master Daotai no longer kneels, he does not dare to sit down.

The emperor went to the high platform and looked at Song Xijiao with a happy look on his face: "you're really going to show off. Half of the schools have made such a move. I haven't been loved so much by the people in my birthday."Song Xijiao jokingly said: "master, you are going to visit me in a humble way, so you don't want to treat me one by one. If you go on like this, the whole people of Xianming pass will know that the emperor is coming."

However, it is estimated that the officials of the whole Daqing Dynasty knew about the emperor's private visit without mentioning the common people. They just turned a blind eye!

The third son is dead and the second son is a fool. Only Cangwu can inherit Datong. Otherwise, those people with ulterior motives would have started against him!

The emperor immediately changed his words and said, "good, good, I know."

Pound pound pound!

After the emperor and Daotai were seated, song Xijiao invited both Ling Ziqing and Ji Bowen to the stage, and then asked Zhao Jie to ring the gong to clarify the rules of today's lottery.

The soldiers at the bottom immediately took action, cleared the large area in front of the high platform, called all the children who wanted to go to school to the high platform, asked them to stand in line in turn, and each one gave them a number plate.

"A total of 637 number plates were made by brother Zhao overnight."

Song Xijiao rolled hard paper and called out to the people below.

"The first batch of students in the school can only accept 237 students at most. Today, we will draw lots to determine the 237 places.

I will make money as soon as possible, train new teachers as soon as possible, and open new schools so that everyone can learn. "

Hearing that the quota was determined by drawing lots, the parents of those children immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but they could not help but put their hands together and prayed to heaven.

"The drawing of lots is about to start. If you are dissatisfied with this method or you are afraid of cheating in drawing lots, you can come to the stage on your own initiative, you can come to the stage to check, you can also participate in the drawing of lots! Out of date. "

As soon as her voice fell, a group of good people crowded into the high platform.

"I want to catch it too!"

"I want to catch it too!"

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