The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Ch 21

A soft voice suddenly sounded in my ear: "He Shanshou is muttering something..."

He Zheng was startled, covered his ears and took two steps back, scolding: "Why are you so close to me!"

"Oh, I scared you." Nanmenliang bowed to him and said, "The servant will give you a repayment."

He Zheng hated him when he looked at him. He was warm and sullen all day long. He threw off his arms and turned to leave.

Mentioning Fang Tianzhuo, He Zheng suddenly tightened his skin, changed his cold face, and said tentatively, "He, what is he doing for me?"

Nanmen Liang smiled: "Your Majesty said it was a question, and the servants don't know what to ask. He Shanshou, please."

He Zheng cowardly walked inside, entered the door, and first poked his head against the screen. Fang Tianzhuo was sitting behind the desk, looking at the books in various places, and the air was burning with a faint refreshing fragrance.

He Zheng turned his head back, tidied up his clothes, recalled that he should have nothing to provoke him, and then walked in: "Your Majesty, are you looking for me?"

"What were you doing sneaking outside the door just now?"

How could he be sneaky, he was clearly waiting for someone aboveboard, He Zheng replied: "I watched the sky last night, and God said that it was very dangerous for General He to go to quell the rebellion this time. Originally, I didn't care, but carefully. Thinking about it, General He is the pillar of the country and the right-hand man of His Majesty, for His Majesty, I have to make a couple of premise, should I avoid it if I can."

Nanmen Liang looked at him quietly.

He Shanshou's mouth is also rare in the world.

Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyebrows: "Do you still understand astronomical phenomena?"

He Zheng replied: "I know a little bit about the fur, so I don't know if it's accurate."

Fang Tianzhuo beckoned, He Zheng obediently went over to sit on his lap, and he hugged and rubbed his tanned face: "For me, Zheng'er is really attentive."

He Zheng held his big hand, and his mind changed sharply: "Then, Your Majesty, can you reward me with something?"

Fang Tianzhuo smiled and said, "What do you want?"

He Zheng looked forward with anticipation: "Next week's spring hunting, can I have the right to participate?"

Fang Tianzhuo didn't stop touching his face, and said, "You haven't learned anything about riding and archery, so what can you do up there?"

"Follow and run more, you will gain a lot of knowledge, and superb riding skills are not learned at the racetrack all day long." He Zheng rubbed his face affectionately at him and said, "I also need more complex terrain to exercise my own. ."

The smooth face rubbed against the rough palm at once, as if it was an itching, Fang Tianzhuo tapped his lips and said warmly, "Then Yizheng's, and on that day, you will enter the arena with Fuyang."

This He Zheng doesn't care, as long as he can get the right to ride and run around, he will be the first step.

General He left, and the person who taught He Zheng was replaced by Jiang Xian. This Jiang Xian was also meticulous, patient, and considerate, so on the racetrack, the only person who made He Zheng unhappy was Jiang Fuyang.

He was full of displeasure: "What do you think, Your Majesty, your riding skills are so bad, if you enter the arena with this young master, you will not be a hindrance to this young master."