When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

General Han looked at his grandson with satisfaction, then sighed, "Jun'er, study hard in the academy in the future. No matter whether you are taking the imperial examination, the military examination, doing business or farming, as long as you act uprightly and stand straight, the Han family will always be behind you."

He didn't ask his grandson to die on the battlefield. The elders of the Han family had done enough.

but……

He hopes that his grandson can become a useful and upright person.

Be able to be an upright person!

"Grandpa, I remember."

"Our dean has said that people who leave Chunhua College can be cunning, unscrupulous, and elusive, but they must not betray their conscience."

"Home, country, and the world, always keep benevolence and righteousness in your heart."

The dean said, the dean said, the dean also said...

Since entering the room, this child has been talking about the dean...

There are also the eldest brother Ning and the youngest brother.

General Han nodded and laughed. This was the right move.

"Okay!"

"it is good!"

He hadn't laughed that hearty laugh since the Second World War when he died on the battlefield.

Although he showed no expression every day, Madam Han knew that the old man was feeling upset.

He personally sent the two children to the battlefield, but they never came back...

"Eldest daughter-in-law, second daughter-in-law, ask the kitchen to prepare some side dishes and warm up two jugs of wine, so that our family can have a meal together." Old Madam Han ordered with a smile.

Madam Han Da and Madam Han Er looked at each other, and both of them agreed with a smile.

"Mom, let's go now."

The two of them walked out, both of them with smiles on their faces, and the previous uneasiness had disappeared.

Looking at Han Wenjun's spirit and energy, he is completely different from before and has become much more polite.

They were happy.

Although Han Wenjun is not the second wife's child, she will never have her own children in her life. In her eyes, Han Wenjun is her child, and she loves and pampers him no less than the first wife.

The Han family is thriving.

The Jia family was wailing...

Jia Chuan returned home happily, and saw his mother wiping her tears and his father coaxing him in a gentle voice.

"Son, you've become thinner and darker. How much suffering have you endured?"

Not to mention Jia Chuan, even Lord Jia pursed his lips.

He looked at her and found that she had gained a little weight.

Is it because his wife cried too much that her eyes are not working well?

Jia Chuan watched, one crying and the other coaxing, the two of them cooperated very well, so he decided not to use him as a raft!

He returned to his room silently, took out the book and began to study.

Yongbo Marquis Mansion.

"Are you back?" Lady Yongbo looked at her son. His arms and legs were intact, with no obvious scars on his body, and he seemed to be in good spirits.

then……

There's no after that.

Things like a loving father and filial son, or an overflowing motherly love, do not exist in their family.

As long as you are not dead, as long as you are alive, as long as you have not been wronged, then do what you should do. There are so many family matters to deal with, where is the time to ask every little thing?

Zhang Cunwen and Jia Chuan made the same choice. They used to go out to play, but now they can sit down and read carefully.

They followed along and learned, and it was obviously much more difficult.

Previous students were able to get into the state quickly, but they couldn’t. They lacked half a year. What they lacked was the basics and the foundation.

On the first night, the conditions in each house were different, but the lights-out time for each child was unusually the same.

When they were in college, they had already formed the habit of reading and turning off the lights to go to bed when it was time.

Early the next morning, when General Han was practicing shooting, he saw a figure in the training ground from afar. He squinted his eyes and walked forward, only to see Han Wenjun, who was doing horse stance with a little sweat on his head, but his horse stance was extremely standard.

He was a little surprised, but he knew that he was holding his breath. If he spoke, his breath would be lost and he would not be able to hold on.

The old general didn't say anything, but instead threw a punch beside him.

Just like this, the old and the young, the two people accompanied each other silently.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Han Wenjun sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, with beads of sweat dripping down from his head.

The old man paused in his boxing moves, then finished his training and sat on the ground, patting Han Wenjun on the shoulder, "Good boy, you have good physical strength!"

He had a look of admiration in his eyes, without concealing it at all.

In the past, this kid would not get up until noon. He wanted to beat him, but he couldn't stand the old woman's words and his two daughters-in-law were crying, so he just ignored it.

Now it seems that Chunhua College is pretty good!

Han Wenjun smiled and wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Our dean said that we should practice martial arts in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer. We should not waste a single day."

"Especially for the few of us, it's hard to form physical habits. If we stop practicing, we have to start all over again when we go back."

Dean said...

General Han was somewhat curious about Jiang Yunchu. The girl from the Jiang family was quite something.

My grandson has high standards. If I didn't truly admire him, I wouldn't talk about him all day long.

How long has it been?

"Well, your dean is right."

General Han nodded with satisfaction, and the grandfather and grandson began training again.

At the Regent's Palace, a figure entered the palace silently. When the person entered Yunyuan, a dagger stabbed directly from the side.

The figure changed its body position like a swimming fish, and the dagger missed the target.

"Who is coming?" An San narrowed his eyes, and his whole body was full of vigilance, but he did not shout loudly.

In the Regent's Palace, anyone who can reach Yunyuan is either one of our own or a master.

The man said in a low voice, "It's my own people. I want to see Jiang Yunchu."

An San looked at him warily, then shook his head, "Tell me your name, or I'll yell."

Last time, the princess came back covered in wounds, and he went to the execution hall to be punished. From then on, he acknowledged the princess as his master. When there were disagreements between the Regent's Palace and Jiang Yunchu, he would stand on Jiang Yunchu's side without hesitation. This was his own choice.

Including now...

He would not allow anyone to hurt the princess.

"Are you a secret guard?" The deep voice was filled with doubt.

Secret Guard...

If his memory was correct, it shouldn't be like this. Secret guards have no emotions and only protect the safety of their targets without any personal emotions.

But this secret guard was obviously emotional.

This is a big taboo for secret guards.

An San felt even more pressured. The person in front of him actually knew about the secret guards and also knew that there were secret guards around Jiang Yunchu.

So who is this person?