Chapter 113 Chiho Sabi's nephew

She has never seen any appearance before, but she is not as good as Sang Zhi. She is only twelve years old and her appearance is enough to determine how handsome she will be when she grows up in the future.

It is that he is too weak and needs to exercise.

How to train the little old man from a weak beauty to a strong man, it seems that he still needs to make a plan.

"Let's end today's homework here."

Master Zhang received the books.

Sang Rui heard that the get out of class was over, and turned his head to look at the back with hatred.

Master Zhang noticed, and coughed a little worriedly: "Are you with me?"

Sister...

He couldn't scream.

All the students heard the words and all looked back.

Master, today is too strange, to be so kind to a little doll?

Ye Qianning stared at the little old-fashioned seriously. The more he looked at his lucky star, the more beautiful he looked.

"Cough!" Master Zhang coughed heavily, and he couldn't call her by his name directly, so he was a little embarrassed to call out his senior sister.

"Master is calling you." A blush appeared on Sang Zhi's rigid face.

"En?" Ye Qianning looked up.

"Would you like to come with me?" Master Zhang asked again.

"No, I'll just go with Sang Zhi."

Sangzhi?

Everyone was shocked again. Although the eighth prince was not favored, he was still a prince. No one dared to call him by his first name.

Master Zhang thought for a while, and then said to everyone: "Private fights are prohibited in the academy, and the rules have been memorized. Don't provoke right and wrong."

"Yes, Master."

Everyone responded, but Sang Rui was the only one who was indignant.

"Seventh Prince, you can hear me." The Seventh Prince usually forms a clique arrogantly, and Mrs. Zhang is worried that he will find trouble for the little baby.

"I heard it." Sang Rui said unhappily.

Master Zhang walked out of the school with a book in his hands, and he didn't know what the little boy was thinking, so he decided to choose this course.

As soon as the master left, the students made a fuss and crowded around the seats at the back.

"Which family's little doll are you?"

"How old are you, and you also went to Loushan Academy?"

"You are really good, but I have never seen the master be so tolerant to anyone."

Twelve or thirteen-year-old children are very curious about Ye Qianning every word you say.

"My father's name is Xiang Minghou and he is a great general." Ye Qianning straightened his waist and his voice was very soft.

"So General Xiang's family, I heard that General Xiang was very brave in killing the enemy on the battlefield." A boy answered with an excited expression.

Only this boy answered the words, and the others fell silent after hearing the words, looked at each other and returned to their seats.

Xiang Minghou has very little contact with the aristocratic family. He speaks more straightforwardly and makes enemies a lot. There are also many rumors that a baby suddenly appeared in Xiangjun's mansion.

I thought it was a noble status, but I didn't expect it to be just a doll from the countryside, which immediately made some people who wanted to cling to him lose interest.

"My father can wield a big knife that weighs hundreds of catties. Cutting off people's heads is like cutting leeks." Ye Qianning stood on the chair with one leg.

"Really?" The boy's eyes lit up.

"Of course, otherwise there would be no one at the border."

"When I grow up in the future, I will also join General Xiang's barracks." The boy yearned very much.

Ye Qianning pursed her lips, with an expression of appreciation on her face, and put her little hand on the boy's shoulder: "You have ideals, what's your name, I'll tell my dad later, let him remember you."

"Thousands of nights." The boy was pleasantly surprised.

Surname Qian?

Ye Qianning frowned. As far as she knows, there is only one family in Kyoto with the surname Qian. Could this child be...

"Are you from Qianshang Calligrapher?"

"Qian Shangshu is my uncle, my father has no fame in the court." Qian Zhuye said.

(end of this chapter)