It was good for the child to have his own ideas. The Marquis and his wife didn't say anything, they just smiled and asked her to seize the time to train the guards and practice her own skills frequently.

As for anything else, wait until she thinks the time has come.

Over the next period of time, Yuan Zhao gradually returned to his previous life steps.

However, studying the Eight Gates and training the guards still occupied most of her time. Instead of teaching the guards martial arts, she discovered the weaknesses in their moves, corrected them and upgraded them.

In addition, based on the characteristics of the twenty-eight constellations, she guided the guards to maximize their own strengths.

That's all.

In terms of martial arts and internal strength, she is on par with everyone else, but is slightly inferior to the guards in terms of strength. As Aniang said, she is better because of her flexible mind, and her status makes the guards wary, so she can barely tie with everyone.

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Let her recognize the facts and not be arrogant or self-righteous.

Auntie's worries are unfounded. She knows that there are mountains beyond the mountains and a sky beyond the sky. As long as she can surpass herself step by step, she will be satisfied.

In order to let the guards leave as soon as possible, Yuan Zhao devoted most of his energy in the following days to how to combine the principles of the Eight Door Diagrams and the characteristics of the stars with the martial arts of the guards, thus reducing the time for practicing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Mrs. Jiang knew her intention and did not stop her. She only asked Tortoiseshell to pay attention to her diet and normal routine. When the child was tired and wanted to rest, she would come over to read and explain to her, as if she were reading a book.

Half asleep and half awake, Yuan Zhao could not keep his eyelids open.

After she was completely awake, Mrs. Jiang, who was waiting in the courtyard, tested her on her homework and found that her answers were exactly the same as what she had explained.

Ms. Jiang was angry, funny, and very distressed.

If your child lived in a peaceful and prosperous age, how amazingly talented and respected would he be? Unlike now, he lives as humbly as a rat in a ditch, hiding his head and tail, and covering up his unintentional talents.

The more I thought about it, the more congested I felt, and I couldn't help but avoid the child and coughed twice.

"Madam..." Coral was worried.

Mrs. Jiang silently waved her hand, signaling her not to talk too much, especially in the children's courtyard. Looking back at the little girl sitting in the pavilion practicing the piano solemnly, she felt a tightness in her chest.

"Let's go."

It is a great filial piety for a child to be alive and well; it is a child's blessing and expectation that his parents are well. She and the Marquis must live well so that their children can grow up safely and without worries.

"Where is the Marquis?" Mrs. Jiang asked on the way back to the hospital.

"We are receiving Commander Xia in the front hall." Hualu replied.

Mrs. Jiang nodded slightly, and the two of them walked slowly down the corridor and returned to the east courtyard.

Since a while ago, Commander Xia has become a frequent visitor to Dantai Mountain.

The young masters from his residence also came today. Yuan Zhao met them once and then returned to the backyard, turning a blind eye to Xia Wulang's eager eyes.

Don't get me wrong, although Yuan Zhao looks like a teenager, he is only 9 years old after all.

Xia Wulang is 12 years old this year. He is in his second year of middle school and wants to compete with Yuan Zhao again to win back his face.

"Where do I have time?" Yuan Zhao said bluntly when he was blocked in the road, "You only focus on literacy and physical exercise, but I want to develop all-round moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and physical development. There are so many courses, where can I find the energy to race with you?"

"Huh?" Xia Wulang was confused, "De, what is De?"

"Morality, intelligence, body, art, and labor," Yuan Zhao simply explained to him based on his own understanding, "morality, intelligence, physical strength, aesthetics, and labor. To be more specific, in addition to boxing and kicking, I also need to learn female red, and be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

, the household farmer Sang needs to understand it, and the housekeeper will need to use it in the future.

besides……"

"Okay, okay, stop reading, I understand!" Xia Wulang was so dizzy as she read, "But you have to rest, right? Let's have a game on the day you take a rest! Just one game!"

"Xiu Mu?" Yuan Zhao said with an expression of "I heard a joke", "When I was sleeping, I heard my mother-in-law chanting sutras in my ears. Last time, I was punished for fighting with the guards in order to go down the mountain. Your father didn't follow me.

Have you talked about it?"

After going through two days and one night, she only got half a day's leisure. Unless she returned to Beijing, she would never have any leisure.

Compared with Xia Wulang and the others, Yuan Zhao considered himself to be more disciplined and flatly refused Xia Wulang's encouragement and invitation. He returned to the backyard peacefully and closed the door to continue to taste the loneliness and coldness of his boudoir.

Leaving Xia Wulang behind, he looked at the door and sighed, saying that his face would never come back!

Not only did the other brothers not think of anything for him, they even spread the news that he had lost to Princess Anping. The news spread back to the capital, arousing the curiosity of the young generation.

Especially the eldest girl in Qufu, she was already gearing up, hoping that someone would come back and get punched by her.

When I heard that the other party had defeated Wulang Xiafu on horseback, I was anxious. When General Qu returned home from duty, he hurried to his mother's courtyard:

"Father, I want to ride a horse!"

Qu Guangping, who had just returned home, was about to sit down. When he heard this, he raised his eyes and saw his daughter's growing body. He suddenly had a headache and was very impatient:

"What kind of horse does your girl ride on? It's not decent!"

"What happened to the girl's family?" Miss Qu was indignant, "Then Princess Anping is also a girl's family, and my father has no objection!"

I heard the news from Xia Jiaerlang that Anping was riding a tall horse and galloping majestically in the northern suburbs with a group of guards.

Just imagining it made her extremely envious.

"That's my father. I object to your father!" At this point, Qu Guangping pointed at her with a stern expression, "Look at you, what kind of horse can support your fat body? You... ugh,

Go, go back to your courtyard and embroider!"

Really unable to bear to look at it, Qu Guangping waved his hand angrily.

Miss Qu was furious, but when she saw her father's expression being extremely impatient, she stamped her foot, turned around angrily and left the house to buy food.

She really wanted to compete with Princess Anping, but she had no choice. Although they were in decline, they were still a noble family that ordinary people could not match. They had many villages and hills, so they could live there all year round.

She couldn't stop him if he wasn't in the capital.

She wanted to go to Dantai Mountain, but it was far away from the capital. Even if she won the battle, she wouldn't be able to spread the news back to the capital. Putting aside the martial arts competition, what should she do if Anping shut her down again like last time?

You can't go back to Beijing overnight.

Alas, the more I thought about it, the hungrier I became. I couldn't help but urge the little maid: "Hurry, hurry, hurry, I'm starving to death."

After she left, Qu Guangping pleaded again:

"Madam, you are the mistress, and you should treat your children equally. Look at her fat body, she is already like this, and she keeps eating snacks every day. If she doesn't correct her in time, is it possible that you really have to send her to Guanli?"

Even if she is sent to Guanli, the reputations of the other girls in the mansion are not good.

"If you want to take care of her, I don't dare to take care of her now that Princess Funing is backing her." Mrs. Qu folded her hands and rolled her eyes.

For some unknown reason, this young lady actually fell in the eyes of Princess Funing, who often invited her out to play. I originally hoped that she would find a place to hang herself with a rope because she couldn't bear the contempt and rumors in the capital.

Unexpectedly, the nobles in the palace first supported her, and now she and Princess Funing have become close friends.

She cannot be beaten or scolded. With her in the Qu Mansion, she is destined to be laughed at by the world. What can she do? I just hope that this girl will climb high and fall, offend the nobles and lose her life, so as not to harm the whole family of the Qu Mansion.

Mrs. Qu sighed, and Qu Guangping, who still dared not go out easily, also sighed. The couple looked at each other with disgust, their eyes were dull, and their heads turned pale because of their children...
Chapter completed!