"My eldest brother's illness seems to be getting worse, and my mother's body is not in good health. Since they say that the incense of Qingxin Kuan is efficacious, I will go and pray for them."
Yan Jiaojiao: "..."
[No, why are you looking so shy when you go to pray for the well-being of your mother and brother? 】
She was greatly puzzled.
From Yan Jiaojiao's point of view, it's okay to divorce if you can't survive, and it's okay to marry again. But you are clearly seeking marriage to have a clear mind, but you insist on saying it's for your mother and brother, which is a bit disrespectful to your mother and brother. ha.
Hearing her daughter's thoughts, Mrs. Ji couldn't help but hold back her laughter. Wen Yan told Yan Shuangshuang, "Sister, just go. I'll have someone arrange the carriage and incense candles tomorrow morning."
Yan Shuangshuang left with satisfaction.
The next day, the genius showed up, and Yan Shuangshuang dressed up beautifully and went out.
Not long after she left, the Ninth Prince came with a reward.
"Mrs. Yan, my father met my sister Jiao Jiao yesterday and liked it very much. This is what my father gave me to play with."
He was smiling and had a good temper.
Ji knew that this was because Yan Jiaojiao went out with him and met the assassin's surprise.
But the emperor didn't say it, the prince didn't say it, and King Cheng and his wife didn't say it yesterday. Even if they knew, Ji could only pretend that they didn't know.
After thanking the emperor for his kindness with a smile, Ji welcomed the Ninth Prince into the peony garden.
Yan Jiaojiao was sitting around a spit bag, grabbing a small spoon and putting egg custard into his mouth.
Seeing the Ninth Prince, the custard fell onto the small table in front of him with a clatter.
[Why is he here again? 】
Ninth Prince: "..."
This is the first time in his life that he has been so disliked by others.
The next moment, he saw Yan Jiaojiao smiling with crooked eyebrows, scooping up another spoonful of egg custard, and brought it to his mouth with a cry of ahhh.
Ninth Prince: "!"
If he hadn't been able to hear this little girl's thoughts, who would have thought that a person as big as a pea could have two faces?
So angry and annoyed, the Ninth Prince opened his mouth and swallowed the egg custard.
Mrs. Ji walked in behind the Ninth Prince, and what she saw was her daughter stretching her arms hard and feeding spoonful after spoonful of custard to the Ninth Prince.
Ji: "Jiaojiao! Stop it!"
She quickly stepped forward and held down her daughter's arm.
The prince's meals must be tested by many people.
If the daughter continues to be fed like this, even if the Ninth Prince has diarrhea, it will be the fault of the Hou Mansion.
The Ninth Prince waved his hand, "Mrs. Yan, you are worrying too much. This custard is very tender."
Ji had no choice but to ask the Ninth Prince to sit down.
"Oh, by the way, why haven't you seen Brother Jing?"
Brother Jing?
Both Ji and Yan Jiaojiao were stunned for a moment.
It took a moment to realize that this brother Jing's name was Yan Jing.
"Ajing went to study." Ji's smile warmed up when she mentioned her youngest son.
Once upon a time, Yan Jing was the youngest son in the family, and he was always a little reckless in his words and actions. When it comes to studying, I always feel reluctant.
But since her daughter was born, Yan Jing seemed to have grown up suddenly. Whether studying or practicing martial arts, I have been a lot more diligent.
"Your Highness, you want to see him for something?"
Ji asked casually.
In fact, how old are the Ninth Prince and Yan Jing? What can happen to them?
Unexpectedly, the Ninth Prince actually nodded, "There is something wrong."
Ji only thought that the Ninth Prince wanted to play with Yan Jing because he was similar in age to Yan Jing, so she hurriedly asked Nanny Chen to call her son.
[So mysterious. 】
【What can happen? 】
The Ninth Prince felt very proud when he heard Yan Jiaojiao's curiosity. Even when Ji tried to ask him what he wanted from Yan Jing, he restrained himself from saying anything.
After a while, Yan Jing ran over and met the Ninth Prince first.
The Ninth Prince coughed and slowly spoke under Yan Jiaojiao's burning eyes.
"Yesterday, my father said that he intends to set up a martial arts hall."
Martial arts hall?
Yan Jiaojiao became even more curious.
What is this place?
Ji and Yan Jing had obviously never heard of such a school, and both looked at it blankly.
"This has been planned by my father for a long time."
While the Ninth Prince was talking to Ji, he casually grabbed Yan Jiaojiao's spoon and took a bite of the custard himself.
"My father said that the world is at peace, and many of the clan members have lost their ancestral glory, so he wants to set up a martial arts hall to recruit noble disciples to learn literature and martial arts. When they grow up, they will either join the Forbidden Army or enter the barracks to create something. It’s for the country’s use.”
Yan Jiaojiao understood.
[Isn’t this a military school? 】
but……
[Since a military school is opened, why only recruit high-ranking students? 】
[Not all noble disciples are good. 】
The Ninth Prince's eyes flashed, deeply convinced.
He should talk to his father after returning to the palace.
Ji also understood. What she thought of first was different from Yan Jiaojiao's.
The Ninth Prince came here specifically to find Yan Jing...
He was worried that Yan Jing could not find a good martial arts master because of the lack of connections in the Nan'an Marquis Mansion, so the Martial Arts Hall came to his door!
The corners of Ji's mouth raised involuntarily.
Yan Jing looked at the Ninth Prince, then at Ji, and finally reacted two beats late.
"Your Majesty, Ninth Prince, you mean... me?" Pointing to his nose, Yan Jing asked the Ninth Prince excitedly, "Can I enter the martial arts hall?"
The Ninth Prince nodded, "Father said that the disciples of the martial arts hall should not be too old."
"Your Majesty is wise!" Mrs. Ji praised the holy grace from the bottom of her heart. "In this way, the children of each family will learn something, and they will not be wasted because of over-indulgence at home."
[Optics, literature and martial arts are not enough. 】
Yan Jiaojiao looked down at his little fleshy hands.
[You can’t relax your mind! 】
[Let’s start the education of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism! 】
Ninth Prince: "..."
What sister Jiaojiao said makes sense!
Isn't that right? You can't have the imperial court providing money to train you and then turn around and harm the people of the imperial court, right?
I have to mention this to my father when I get back!
"Brother Ajing, do you want to come to the martial arts hall?" The Ninth Prince asked Yan Jing, "Marquis Yan cannot go to court. If you are interested, I will tell my father."
Ji immediately cast a grateful look at the Ninth Prince.
Although Yan Hongfei is useless, once he can't go out, it will be difficult for these news to be spread back to the Hou Mansion.
The Ninth Prince came to tell her in person, this was a huge favor!
Ji was about to stand up and thank the Ninth Prince, but the Ninth Prince waved his hand, "Mrs. Yan, please don't be polite to me."
Yan Jing was very excited, "Of course I want to go!"
Suddenly, he remembered something, so he approached the Ninth Prince and asked, "Are the masters in the martial arts hall determined?"
He only wants to be a general. Whether there is a good master in the martial arts hall is very important.
The Ninth Prince clapped his fingers and said, "Father said that the focus of the martial arts hall is to train generals who can go into battle to kill the enemy. The masters in the art of war include Wu Dinghou and others. As for the boxing and kicking skills, several generals in the Forbidden Army take turns."
As he spoke, he pointed at Yan Jiaojiao.
"One of them, General Zhaoyong, escorted us to Jingxin Temple yesterday. Sister Jiaojiao also saw him."
Yan Jiaojiao: "!!"
