Chapter 39： | 【39】

The little girl was milky, and she was also terrible, but a few people were shocked by her amazing logic and smart verbal art.

But when she said this, she still smiled sweetly, her eyes were sincere and simple, Lin Jiwen couldn't tell whether she was mocking herself or really asking about it.

On the contrary, Lin Jingyuan looked at the cute and soft little deer in front of him usually flaring his teeth and dancing claws in front of others, showing a triumphant expression of "I really am Sister Xiaolu's favorite brother".

Sister Xiaolu's deerness is all given to me!

Exclusive tenderness! As expected of me!

Xi Xingjiang knew that this little beanie was slick and awkward in front of her emperor brother, and there was no drop in front of her. Now there is finally another person who is treated the same as herself. He is very happy to see the result and can't wait for her to do it again. Just a few words, it's best to make Lin Jiwen doubt life so that he can taste what he has experienced.

The intention of the two people next to the theater was too obvious, and Lin Jiwen, who was already depressed, was even more depressed. With his limited IQ, he really didn't know how to refute this statement.

He has always picked up soft persimmons, and glanced at Song Jinglan, who was looking down silently, and he was quite annoyed: "It's just a weak country proton. Song Kingdom will one day surrender to Dalin. By then, he will be a prisoner of the country. Don't talk about learning too much, there is no place for him in the prison!"

As soon as he said this, even Lin Jingyuan's expression changed, and he said at the same time as Xi Xingjiang: "Second brother, speak carefully!"

"Second Your Highness speak carefully!"

Although Song State is weak now, its founding time is much longer than Dalin. Because it is located in the south, it has always been called orthodox by the people of the sky. I think Dalin was regarded as a courtier and thief when the country was founded. It was only that Dalin became stronger from generation to generation and separated from Song Dynasty to rule by the Huaihe River, which gradually reversed the situation and reputation.

For example, in today’s environment, he emphasizes writing and respecting Confucianism and respecting rituals. Emperor Lin is even more determined to go down in history in the name of a benevolent monarch. Therefore, even if he covets the richness of the Song Dynasty, he never reveals the intentions of the aggressors and takes his image of benevolence and justice. Very well maintained.

Lin Jiwen made the words so obvious in front of the prince of the Song Dynasty, that he was simply playing the face of the polite Emperor Lin and the Dalin Dynasty who respected Confucianism and Buddhism.

Lin Jingyuan knows that no matter how stubborn he is on weekdays, he knows that there are some things that he can't talk about. There are so many people who have learned this. If he hears this, if it is spread out to the ears of Lin Di, it will be a big deal. If it is spread to the people, everyone knows it. It really hurt the royal face.

He is actually not very close to Lin Jiwen, and he can't care about it at the moment. He pulled his arm and pushed and tugged: "Second brother, you go back. I think it's good for the fifth sister to sit here, don't interfere with the fifth sister's study!"

Lin Jiwen knew that he had said the wrong thing at this time, blushing on his neck, and walked away.

Lin Feilu looked at his back indifferently, Yu Guang noticed Xi Xingjiang's gaze, turned to smile at him, and made a grimace at Lin Jiwen's back.

As the fighting **** among the green tea bitches, his mouth is first-rate, the pinch is at full level, the Wenneng mouth tears the white lotus, the martial arts hand tears the scum man, it is not bragging to sell it cute and pinch.

Xi Xingjiang also smiled, and gave her a cheering gesture.

The small contradiction that occurred here did not seem to have attracted the attention of others. Lin Feilu adjusted the skirt and sat back on the futon. Seeing Song Jinglan’s notes on the book, he was calm and graceful, as if he was right. Those words didn't care at all.

Probably because I have heard many times.

She sighed in her heart, leaned against him a little, and held her small chin to comfort him: "Your Highness, don't take those words to your heart."

He paused with the tip of his pen and turned his head to look at her. He looked at her with pity, and his eyes were a little pale, as if puzzled, and he asked in a low voice, "Why does the princess make the head for me?"

Lin Feilu blinked and explained stubbornly: "The Taifu only said in class just now that he wants to stand up and builds up first, and if he wants to reach up, he is the first to reach people. This is the second emperor brother.

Song Jinglan looked at her innocent eyes, looked down at the book, and then said, "This sentence is on the seventh page of the book." Lin Feilu was taken aback and saw him chuckle: "Tao Fu just now. I just got to the second page."

Lin Feilu: "..." She held her chin with her small fist, sighed faintly, and said, "Hey, I blame me for being too smart."

Song Jinglan couldn't help laughing.

The Taixue course ended in the morning. The morning was the art class and the afternoon was the martial arts class. Forbidden troops in the imperial palace usually train in the paddock, and the nobles of the high gate will also send their prostitutes to the army for training. In addition to practicing riding and shooting, the princes usually practice martial arts with the generals in the paddock.

But the princess did not participate in the martial arts class. After all, there were very few girls in this era, and Xi Guifei was regarded as an outlier. Even though Lin Feilu is now practicing martial arts with her, Emperor Lin may not be able to run to the swordless iron-blood training ground to suffer from his cute Xiaowu.

After lunch, Lin Feilu consciously went to Guifei Xi’s Jinyun Palace to report.

After a month of practice, she can finally stand on the plum blossom pile for half an hour without falling down, but Xi Guifei still thinks that her standing posture is not correct, the legs are not straight enough, and the waist is not strong enough.

Most of the time, she was drinking tea in the house, letting the maids supervise, and occasionally she would come and stare in person. She still held a whip in her hand, and slammed it to the ground casually, with a crisp sound, which shocked the dust in the sky.

Lin Feilu:............

For a while, I didn't know that she was more like the instructor of military training in college, or the black-hearted lady of the chess club in "Han Zhu Ge Ge".

She listened to Lin Jiwen's words at Taixue today, and was also curious about the relationship between the two countries that she had not paid much attention to before.

Concubine Xi Gui grew up in the border gates, and heard that she had led soldiers to fight. Lin Feilu stood on the plum blossom piles, but cast her eyes down and asked curiously: "Manny, you have fought with soldiers from Song State." Fight?"

Concubine Xi Gui was flipping through a military book. He didn't look up when he heard the words, and replied neither salty nor indifferent: "Fight."

Lin Feilu asked again: "Then are they good?" She stood upright on the pile, but her little head swayed, she said with her own milk, "I was listening to them at Taixue today, Song Guo is very weak." , The soldiers of Song Kingdom are also weak, can the empress fight ten one by one?"

Few people asked about her previous life in the border gate. The maids did not want to mention the sadness of her injury. Others were jealous. Lin Feilu was the first person to mention it in these years.

but……

Concubine Xi closed the book and said in a cold voice: "The battlefield is most forbidden to underestimate the enemy. The weakness of the Song Dynasty is caused by the desolate political affairs of the monarchs. They once dominated the Central Plains. A person who has been a wolf will not really become a dog!"

She coldly swept the small beanie on the stake: "You are like this, but my palace can hit ten each."

Lin Feilu: "..."

I am too hard.

In the second half, Lin Feilu honestly shut up. When he jumped off the plum blossom pile, he didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that his body was much lighter than before.

Although Concubine Xi Gui showed no mercy towards her, she really loved her. When she was standing, she ordered the maid to cook her snow ginseng bird's nest porridge, which was also served with the sugar heart peach pastry recently developed by the Jinyun Palace small kitchen.

This crisp is a bit like the egg yolk cake she used to eat in modern times, except that the egg yolk inside is peach blossom filling. While eating, she never forgets to tell Concubine Xi: "Manny, next time you can ask your private kitchen to try it. Replace the filling with egg yolk, add honey and milk."

The maid next to her smiled and said, "It's delicious when you listen. The princess's mind is so ingenious."

Concubine Xi Gui's complexion was faint, but she was told to go down.

After eating and drinking, there were two peach blossom crisps left on the plate. Lin Feilu thought for a while, took out a clean handkerchief from his arms, wrapped the remaining peach blossom crisps, and hopped around after bidding farewell to Concubine Xi. Ran away.

From behind came the chilly voice of Concubine Xi Gui: "Not only to eat, but also to take it out."

Lin Feilu: "..."

If you guessed right, the empress should be here today.

Can't afford to offend, slipped away.

When we reached Sancha Road, the green bamboo forest not far away glowed with a shallow halo under the setting sun. Lin Feilu touched the bulging peach blossoms in his arms, and hopped over to knock on the door of Cuizhuju. .

It is very timely to answer the door in winter on weekdays, but for some reason today, she knocked on the inside three times before she heard hurried footsteps.

With a squeak, the bamboo door opened from the inside, Tian Dong's face seemed not so good, only when she saw her outside the door did she barely smile and salute her: "Fifth Princess."

Lin Feilu looked inside subconsciously and asked: "What's the matter?"

Tian Dong bit his lower lip, and his voice was low and angry: "His Royal Highness is injured."

Lin Feilu was taken aback.

Isn’t it okay in the morning?

After walking two steps in, she smelled the strong smell of medicine in the yard, it was Tiandong decoction. The door of the main house was ajar, and she walked straight over, Tian Dong said anxiously behind her: "Princess, Your Royal Highness was applying medicine just now..."

When he reached the door, Song Jinglan had already walked out of the house.

He was wearing a white coat, and his hair, tied with a hosta, was always scattered, hiding his pale sickness.

Lin Feilu saw the wound on his face at a glance. The cheekbones were very red and swollen and covered with bruises. If you go up a little bit, the wound will be the eye.

She heard her heart bang twice, and she was about to jump out of her throat with anger.

But his voice was still calm, looking at him and asking: "Who did it?"

Song Jinglan laughed, and reached out to touch her head, as if she was comforting: "The arena competition is just inferior to humans and it doesn't get in the way."

Lin Feilu asked, "Is it Lin Jiwen?"

Song Jinglan was about to speak, and coughed suddenly with his fists. He coughed and his complexion became paler. Tiandong hurried over to help him, gritted his teeth and said to Lin Feilu: "Our Highness is all hurt. I came to see by the imperial doctor. He said he hurt his lungs and coughed up blood just now!"

Lin Feilu had a calm expression, took out the bulging peach blossom cake in his arms, took Song Jinglan's hand and placed it on his hand, then turned and left.

Song Jinglan held back his cough, her voice was a little dumb: "Where is the Five Lords going?"

Lin Feilu said blankly, "I'll cut off Lin Jiwen's head and make amends for His Highness."

There was a helpless smile behind him.

Song Jinglan put the pastry wrapped in a small handkerchief into his cuff, then walked over and grabbed her delicate wrist.

In fact, he didn't use any force, but the little girl was still obediently pulled into the room by him.

The room also smelled of golden sore medicine.

He turned his head and saw the little girl behind him who was obviously angry but pretended to be calm, she couldn't help being funny.

Lin Feilu said, "Are you still smiling?"

Song Jinglan smiled even more and stretched out her hand to rub her bangs chaotic by the wind.

He smiled and said, "Although I know that the princess was joking just now, I am still very happy."

I am glad that there is still such a person defending me in such a place.