Chapter 27:

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This is for her to lay the floor. Feng Zhiwei stared down at the pillow and warned herself a hundred times:
Never grab a pillow and pounce on it to cover his mouth... absolutely not possible
Inhale... As mentioned in the booklet, when you encounter an event that is so angry that you are about to explode, inhale three times first...
After three inhalations, Feng Zhi calmed down.
Isn't it just to sleep on the floor, is it just driven off the bed, is there a man occupying his own bed and not allowing himself to occupy other people's bed?
Just as if he was his maid, the maid was all pedaled by the bed.
Feng Zhiwei began to step on the bed next to the bed, the quilt was half cushioned and half covered, and the pillows were placed properly. The half-open window blew the wind of the spring night. Halfway through, he raised his head, facing the starlight on the deep blue sky, showing a shallow smile.
Can live, have been alive, every season of the good season do not miss the floral fragrance, already very good, very good.
Gu Nanyi on the bed suddenly moved.
He bowed his face and was facing the smiling face of Feng Zhi slightly raised, separated by a veil, he fixed his eyes like Ruyuan and met her warm smile.
That faint smile, blooming at impossible times, such as pear blossoms forming a condensed bud at midnight, silently enchanting in the east wind.
Spring night was blurred, the gauze was floating, and a layer of gauze was like mist. He silently looked after the mist, and she smiled lightly before the mist.
There is no reason for silence at this moment, but even those who have always been trapped in their own world are not willing to be shocked.
It seems to be very long, but the encounter is actually very short.
Only a moment later, he walked back to his own world, forgetting the shock of that moment.
Feng Zhiwei had already turned his eyes, not knowing what the zombie jade carving, who would never do one more action, was doing.
She lay down comfortably, wrapped in a quilt on her narrow feet, and fell asleep.
She seemed to quickly enter a dream, the smile on the corner of her lips gradually dissipated, and her brow furrowed gently, like sinking into a tangled and painful life.
The man on the bed breathed calmly as before, and also entered a dream. The veil flicked gently, and no one could guess his dream world and could see the expression behind his veil.
Perhaps there is no dream, no expression.
Outside the window, the moonlight was quiet.
Feng Zhiwei soon learned what impulsive and silly consequences.
Not only sleeping and sleeping, but also including the following lessons-Gu Shaoye Jin Zunyugui is very precious, such as the quality of his clothes, not thick and inferior, must be thin and soft, the lighter the less, the better, as if another layer of skin Ironing posts, for example, the clothes must be wrinkle-free and not uneven at all. If one day the clothes are not right, he will directly throw out Feng Zhiwei who is responsible for taking care of his clothes.
Yes, responsible for taking care of the clothes, not only that, Feng Zhiwei was completely reduced to the daily chores, whole clothes, washing and the like, and it was impossible to count on Yan Kaishi, then the young master could take care of himself Good is good, and Master Gu can throw Feng Zhiwei from the house to the roof even if the clothes are not clean.
Feng Zhiwei thought sadly that the cheap follower couldn't hold it, which is her companion? This is obviously her uncle.
At this moment she pulled her hand full of soap bubbles into the basin, and looked down at the expensive and soft robes and pants in the basin, thinking very maliciously and ambiguously-why has never washed Gu Nanyi's vulgar clothes?
With such a thought, a faint red appeared on her face, and then heard the bell of Qing Yue. She wiped her hands and took the books to go to class.
She was separated in the political history school, and everyone walked along. Everyone looked at her-she is a student who has quickly become popular in the academy.-Her mysterious entourage has added a lot of popularity to her. It is said that someone in the academy bet. Gu Nanyi must be a veil under the veil. Asako face.
Yes, Mazi's face, a character that is more pothole than Mazi!
However, she is still very interested in the teaching of the academy. The academy has an enlightened style of study, and the miscellaneous learning is not limited to the subset of the classics and history, and sometimes even political theory classes-discussion sessions on the current dynasty and even current affairs, although more obscure, but also make People are very beneficial. Most of the lecturers do not introduce identity, but only give a vague surname, but it is said-and it is said that some gentlemen have unusual identities, not only contemporary Confucian scholars, but also some courtiers and distinguished officials.
Today's lesson is political theory. Mr. Hu, who is most interested in Feng Zhiwei's studies, puts forward a new topic.
"Thirteen years of Dacheng's prosperity, Emperor Li's fortieth birthday, and the princes presented gifts, among which the four princes who were favored by the emperor in the far town of Bianguan, because his majesty was a horse, and he loved the horse very much, so he worked hard to find a horse. The ultimate Lima horse, the heavy soldier protection was sent from afar, this gift will definitely be very happy to His Majesty, and at that time the emperor had not yet established a prince, the four princes called very loudly-ask you, if you are the other prince's staff, how should be the lord Suggest, should this matter?"
After a quiet moment in the hall, the students of extraordinary origins were shocked by this direct and ambiguous question. Feng Zhi lowered his eyes slightly. Dacheng Lidi never lived forty years, the four princes of Lidi Very weak and never guarded the border. Which emperor and prince is this?
What a strange thing about this problem today...
Do you want to answer?
She meditated silently, not paying attention to the special atmosphere on all sides, and in the shade outside the house, sometime a shadow appeared in the shadow.
"Look for a better gift, press your head!" Someone shouted after a moment of silence.
Half the people agreed, and the old man said nothing.
"Crosslink the ministers, do the tricks immediately!"
Everyone showed an expression of wanting to laugh and agree, and the old gentleman shook his head slightly.
"Kill the horse!"
The voice was crisp and murderous, full of determination to move forward, everyone was shocked to turn back, Feng Zhiwei turned around and saw a clear face.
It was a 14-year-old boy with bright eyes and a sharp blade-like sharpness, but the outline between the eyebrows was a bit uncoordinated and stiff. I felt that the overall outline of that face was somewhat familiar.