Chapter 758: 【V001】Yan Xiaosi goes to school!
Chapter 758 [V001] Yan Xiaosi Going to School!
The capital in May is full of flowers, and the young master's mansion is bathed in a golden light.
In fact, the regent's mansion has already been built, luxurious and grand, but Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan are both nostalgic people. After returning to the capital, they still live in the young master's mansion and live in each other's wedding room, as sweet as if they had just grown up yesterday. Same as marriage.
San Xiaodan got up early.
They are four years old this year, and they are at the age of Kaimeng. Although they can learn a lot in Fuzhong, King Yan insists on taking them on a study tour to increase their knowledge. The first round of study tours has ended, and now they are studying in Mengxiu at the Imperial College.
Mengxue are all children under the age of twelve, but smaller than San Xiaodan, no.
San Xiaodan put on his clothes, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and went to his parents' side in high spirits.
Yan Jiuchao doesn't get up early now, even if he wakes up early, he doesn't sit in the room waiting for Yu Wan like he used to. He hugs Yu Wan from behind, rests his chin on her soft shoulder, and includes her whole body. in the arms.
Yu Wan slept soundly, breathing evenly and long.
San Xiaodan entered the house, came to the bed as usual, gave his mother a big kiss, Xiaobao kissed first, Erbao kissed again, Daddy did not kiss, the two little guys went out after kissing Yu Wan Now, Dabao is the last one.
When Dabao was kissing Yu Wan, Yu Wan suddenly opened her eyes.
Dabao suddenly blushed.
Yu Wan took Dabao's chubby hand and squinted her eyes slightly: "My mother."
Dabao was shy and didn't bark.
Dabao called her in his sleep, but after that, he never said anything else. If it wasn't for believing in King Yan's character, Yu Wan almost thought that King Yan was making up.
Dabao went out shyly.
After a while, he turned back again.
He picked up the pen and wrote a line of words—if I call my mother, can I sleep with my mother?
Before Yu Wan could speak, Yan Jiuchao, who had been pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, wrapped Yu Wan into his arms domineeringly, and stared fiercely at his son: "No!"
Dabao went out with a black face.
San Xiaodan had to take a carriage to go to school after breakfast, and before going out, they quietly went to Yan Xiaosi's house. The stinky Yan Xiaosi put it into a small schoolbag that her mother sewed by herself.
San Xiaodan is carrying eight-month-old Yan Xiaosi to school!
This year's capital is cooler than in previous years, and there is not much summer atmosphere in May. Yan Xiaosi dresses very warmly.
Yan Xiaosi sat obediently in her schoolbag until Dabao got off the carriage with her on his back.
She lifted the lid of her schoolbag, revealing her little head.
Uncle Wan seemed to have some kind of reaction.
Erbao immediately put the bag back on.
Uncle Wan scratched his head and got on the carriage back home with a strange look.
The Mengxue and Guangwentang classes run by Guozijian are still quite separated. After entering the gate, turn left, and gradually you can only see the Mongolian students.
"Wow wow wow!" Yan Xiaosi was very excited.
Mengxue didn’t have so many students originally, but didn’t Da Zhou fight against the Saints? It wasn't enough for Nian Shura to kill the Saint Clan army stranded in Yucheng, and he brought a group of younger brothers into the Saint Clan, and Wu Clan and Nanzhao also killed them together in order to seek justice for Yu Wan.
No matter how powerful the saints are, they can't stand the siege of the whole world. In the end, the saints surrendered. After the saints and Da Zhou signed a series of unequal agreements, the two sides established a stable bilateral relationship.
Da Zhou allowed the Holy Clan to send a group of backbones to find the entrance to the Holy Land, on the condition that they belonged to Da Zhou after they were found, but the people of the Holy Clan enjoyed the right of residence granted by Da Zhou.
Those key children are also studying at the Imperial College.
At this time, there is still half a cup of tea before class. Naturally, the children of Mengxue will not sit in the classroom and read in the morning like the students in Guangwentang or Zhongyitang, and they play in the yard.
Several little dudes from the capital sat around behind the rockery with the disciples of the holy clan, and compared the little beasts they brought from home.
"This is the cat my father bought from Persia!" An eight-year-old fat man took out a beautiful big white cat from his book bag.
"What's this? It's just a cat! I have a mastiff!" Another nine-year-old boy picked up a new-born mastiff from his schoolbag. Mastiffs are very fierce beasts. It is said that they were born with They are thrown into the hole by the female mastiff, and they will kill each other, and the one who survives can become the real mastiff.
However, the little mastiff brought by this nine-year-old boy does not seem to be the most violent mastiff. In fact, their mastiff gave birth to a large litter, which is the most docile one.
"Hmph, my eldest brother went hunting in the mountains and came back with a few sea dongqings! He gave me one!" Opposite the two, a ten-year-old boy actually took out an iron cage from his book bag, and the cage contained a Fierce eagle.
Everyone is envious.
The young eagle is also an eagle, it is so majestic!
In such a comparison, it is obvious that the ten-year-old boy won. After all, no matter whether it is a fat Persian cat or a docile little mastiff, it is not as powerful as this Costin.
"Yan Dabao, what did you bring?" The ten-year-old boy raised his eyebrows and looked at San Xiaodan.
San Xiaodan was silent for a while, then took out Yan Xiaosi from his schoolbag.
Xiaobao: "We brought our sister!"
Persian cat: "..."
Little Mastiff: "..."
Costin: "..."
All the little sons: "..."
There is actually a reason for everyone to bring small beasts. Today, Mengxue has to take the course of beast control. Naturally, the Mengxue in Dazhou does not have this course, but the saints have wow, haven't the two sides established a stable bilateral relationship? The disciples of the saints came to study in Dazhou again, so when they exchanged their thoughts on educating people, the saints volunteered to add several courses with saints characteristics to the Guozijian, such as... beast control.
After seeing the strength of the Saint Race army, Da Zhou was not so conceited that he thought it was unnecessary to learn the culture of the other party. It was true that Da Zhou won the battle, but did they all fight it by themselves? The Black Phoenix and Yan Jiuchao without martial arts, the Shura army without milk Shura, and the 100,000 reinforcements from Nanzhao, can they really win?
The reason why the saints are so powerful naturally has its merits.
The teacher of the animal control class is a saint, and the beasts he uses are also brought by the saints. In order to show how powerful the beasts of the saints are, the beastmaster will let the masters of Da Zhou compete with his beasts. .
Of course, including but not limited to masters, if Da Zhou is willing, he can also send out the beasts he thinks are the most powerful.
"I'm not boasting, the cats of our saints are stronger than your tigers in Dazhou!" In the beast park, the master of the saints proudly said to several guards and masters of Dazhou.
Everyone looked in the direction of his fingers and saw a cat in a cage in the corner, but it was not an ordinary cat, but a wild leopard cat. Wild leopard cats are inherently ferocious. To say that it is more ferocious than a sturdy adult tiger is not enough, but it depends on where the tiger is, right?
The tigers of the holy race are naturally more ferocious than the leopard cats of the holy race, but the tigers of Da Zhou are not at all an opponent of the leopard cats of the holy race.
The faces of the guards and the masters became unpleasant.
Not because they were humiliated by the Saint Race's Beast Master, but because what the Beast Master said was true, the leopard cat was unusual at first glance, and the tiger of Da Zhou was really not its opponent.
If it is just a leopard cat, it is worth it, and there are real holy clan cheetahs and holy clan black bears on the side.
The black bear was extremely strong, and his body had a faint aura that was no less than that of a master. Everyone seriously suspected that even if a master like Xiao Zhenting came, he would not be able to get much advantage in the hands of the black bear of the holy race.
Besides, they couldn't really call Marshal Xiao over to compete with a black bear!
Since is a course of Guozijian, people from Guozijian should also be on the stage.
Guozijian has a Wu Zhuangyuan who teaches, but no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the black bear's opponent.
Everyone was scolded, is this really coming to class? Not to humiliate Da Zhou?
If it spreads out, Da Zhou's champion martial artist can't beat a black bear, hehehe...
All the Guozijian students except Mengxue came to watch the fight.
The first one to appear was the Saint Clan leopard cat. It defeated the three Great Zhou tigers in one go. The Saint Clan people instantly felt proud of themselves. What's so great about Da Zhou? Can you beat them, not rely on luck and foreign aid?
In terms of strength, the rats of the saints can eat the cats of Da Zhou!
Mongolia's animal control class was in the afternoon, and in the morning everyone sat in the classroom and listened to the Master's teaching.
Yan Xiaosi was bored and crawled out of Dabao's schoolbag secretly.
Master was talking about the wonderful point, no one noticed this fluffy little thing and crawled out of their classroom.
Yan Xiaosi loves smug beauty, her clothes are made by Yu Wan herself, the jumpsuit is white and fluffy, and there are very beautiful pink horns and bows on the hat.
Yan Xiaosi crawled to the animal control farm.
After the fourth tiger was also stunned by a leopard cat's paw, no beast dared to come forward again.
Just when the people in Da Zhou couldn't keep watching, Yan Xiaosi, dressed as a beautiful sheep, climbed onto the stage.
small theater
A few years later, the leopard cat lit a cigarette: You may not believe it, I lost to a sheep back then...
(end of this chapter)