Chapter 16 Mother-in-law teaches the court lady who wants to climb the bed
Although some courtiers had objections and did not support the young Ye Siming entering the school with the little princess.
A large part of the reason is that the Chinese Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine is a place where young ladies and young men from famous families in the Qi Dynasty study together.
Unlike other private schools, attending classes at a Chinese university represents a status symbol.
The children who can come here range in age from three to twelve years old.
In addition to being enlightened by famous teachers in name, more importantly, it is to get to know a group of nobles and famous families since childhood.
So that the children can have their own personal connections and upper-class circles from the very beginning.
As for those ministers who opposed Ye Siming's enrollment in school, many of their own children took elementary classes in the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
They all witnessed young Ye Siming's amazing explosive power and aggressiveness!
If he were allowed to go to the Chinese Academy of Sciences, wouldn't it be putting danger around him?
But General Bai Yi strongly guaranteed it.
"Si Ming is already eight years old. Now is the time to be enlightened, otherwise it will be too late."
In addition, Emperor Gu Yihan thought carefully.
I think Ye Siming is indeed a good candidate to serve as the princess's bodyguard.
As long as Bai Yi is trained properly, there is no need to worry about him hurting others.
Gu Yihan even told General Bai Yi: "It doesn't matter if you hurt others. The most important thing is to protect our family Nono."
The ministers were ashamed and wanted to object, but due to the ferocity of the tyrant, they could only remain silent.
Gu Yihan concluded the matter, and everyone had no room for comment.
Yaoguang Princess Gu Nuoer and young boy Ye Siming are scheduled to go to school in February of spring.
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It’s noon on the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
The inner room of Concubine Qiao's Qiushui Palace has a delicate fragrance and thick curtains hanging slightly.
On the wide carved yellow pear wood bed, a milky white and round little guy slept.
Gu Nuoer seemed to have eaten something good in his dream, mumbling with his little mouth.
The pink lips were wetted by the crystal saliva and became more crystal clear, like two small peach blossoms.
The little man's fat white paws were clenched into a fist, and his soft black hair stuck to his snow-white skin, making him appear calm and well-behaved.
suddenly--
A crisp "pop" came from the outer hall.
Immediately afterwards, there was Concubine Qiao talking in a lowered voice.
Gu Nuoer usually never wakes up if he doesn't sleep enough.
But this time, the little guy slowly opened his misty eyes.
The two black eyes were like a pair of big grapes. As the long eyelashes fluttered, the sleepiness was driven away, and they shone with a smart luster.
Gu Nuoer stretched out her plump white arms and stretched a little.
Then a Guru sat up from the bed, like a standing white bun.
Because of the intense heat indoors, her cheeks were covered with red flying clouds.
She stepped on her little shoes and walked slowly towards the front hall.
I plan to find the source of the sound.
As soon as I walked to the corner screen, I heard my mother training someone.
Concubine Qiao's eyebrows are flamboyant and her beauty is beyond compare.
She sat upright in the chair, looking at the palace maid kneeling on the ground with her stern eyes lowered.
Gu Nuoer gently held the screen with her little hands, poked out her big eyes, and looked quietly.
The maid kneeling on the ground is the queen's personal maid named Cai Luan.
At this moment, she was covering her cheek, half-kneeling on the ground, crying and sobbing.
Concubine Qiao wore a rubellite ring on her delicate white hand.
She stroked her temples and said in a ruthless tone: "Cailuan, the Queen took you out of the laundry department because you were pitiful and bullied.
The Queen gave you a place to stay and taught you to read and write. Now that the Queen has only been ill for three years, you can’t wait to climb onto the dragon’s bed?”