Chapter 12: Baiyang Palace

Su Cheng felt that he hadn't recovered yet.

Just now, after the group of cavalry learned that he was Su Cheng, they said directly to Su Cheng: "You have been selected to be the teacher of the art of war of His Royal Highness Ilsa."

Then let Su Cheng enter the carriage, and then drag Su Cheng to the palace to attend the investiture ceremony.

Su Cheng, who heard the shocking news, felt dizzy, as if his mind was covered by a layer of thick fog, and he was in a daze.

After leaving a note to Alan and Deng Jiaer who were still sleeping, Su Cheng stepped into the carriage among the cavalry with stiff steps.

After sitting firmly in the carriage, the thick fog in Su Cheng's mind began to gradually dissipate after the carriage started.

I...was chosen to be the art of war teacher for the emperor's granddaughter?

real or fake? !

Su Cheng pinched his cheek.

it hurts!

Not dreaming.

I've been chosen to be an art of war teacher!

Su Cheng covered his mouth, and transmitted all his strength to the facial nerves, trying to control the corners of his mouth and prevent the corners of his mouth from rising.

It's a pity that under the impact of great joy, the power has lost control.

Su Cheng felt that the corners of his mouth were already in a state of "crazy upswing". Although there was no mirror here, Su Cheng felt that his smiling face must look like an idiot.

I thought it would take some time to review the results, but I didn't expect the results to come out so soon.

Also selected!

Grandson! Your art of war is too strong! It is worthy of being the military bible recognized for more than 2000 years!

Su Cheng took several deep breaths to calm down his mood and restore his heart rate to normal.

Su Cheng rubbed his cheeks.

Soon, the idiotic smile on his face disappeared, and he returned to his previous poker face.

It seems that my practice is not enough, and it is still difficult to keep my emotions and anger hidden. Su Cheng secretly said in his heart.

After reading "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" so many times, Su Cheng realized a truth: it is tiring but very smart to be able to hide emotions, not let emotions show easily, and not let emotions control oneself. If you can master this skill, you will benefit endlessly.

Su Cheng realized this truth while reading "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" when he was 15 years old, so since then, Su Cheng has paid attention to practicing his emotions and expression control skills every day.

For example, after encountering something joyful, he deliberately controls his expression, does not show a happy smile, and tries not to let others notice that he is in a joyful mood, but after encountering something annoying, he controls his expression. Looking at himself, trying not to look angry, trying not to let people know that he is angry now.

This is very difficult. Su Cheng has practiced for two years, but he still feels that he has not reached the real state of "emotion and anger are invisible".

However, although he is still a little short of that level, Su Cheng still feels that his ability to manage emotions and expressions is still very strong.

It only took him a very short time just now to return to his poker-faced state, his heartbeat slowed down a bit, and the joy that was as intense as a tsunami subsided.

"Mr. Cheng." The coachman pulling the carriage shouted into the carriage, "We are almost at the palace. Please get ready to get off the carriage."

Su Cheng pulled back the curtain of the window on the carriage and looked outside.

In front of the carriage, there is a majestic palace. This majestic palace is dominated by white. Visually, the highest part of this majestic palace is nearly 150 meters high.

Presumably, this is the palace of the Britannia Empire - Baiyang Palace.

The periphery of the Baiyang Palace is surrounded by a high wall. There are only two entrances and exits, one in the south and one in the north. Each entrance and exit is guarded by heavy soldiers.

Now the carriage that Su Cheng was sitting in had escorted the cavalry of this carriage and was heading towards the south gate.

The cavalry escorting Su Cheng sent a man to negotiate with the soldiers guarding the gate.

Soon, the south gate opened. The coachman drove the carriage through the gate. The escorting cavalry also passed through the gate.

The carriage continued driving for a while, then stopped.

"Mr. Cheng, you can come down now," said the coachman.

After hearing what the coachman said, Su Cheng pushed open the door, and after getting out of the carriage, he saw a well-dressed and polite middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man bowed to Su Cheng and made a completely impeccable salute.

"Mr. Cheng, please let me take you into the chamber next. The inauguration ceremony will begin soon."

Su Cheng also bowed to the middle-aged man.

"Then it's up to you."

After all, the middle-aged man led Su Cheng to the Baiyang Palace.

The Baiyang Palace is not only tall but also very large. After walking for a long time, it did not reach the destination.

Su Cheng, who had nothing else to do, asked the middle-aged man who was leading the way: "Sir, why did the inauguration ceremony start so soon? I just received the news that I was selected as a teacher, and then I immediately pulled him in a carriage. Let me come to the investiture ceremony."

After the middle-aged man laughed a few times, he replied: "Your Majesty asked for this, because His Majesty wanted to let Her Highness Ilsa be educated earlier, so it was done so quickly. Starting tomorrow, Mr. Cheng, you and the rest The teacher is about to officially start teaching His Royal Highness Ilsa, so Mr. Cheng, you can prepare tonight."

"Well, it seems that His Majesty loves Her Highness Ilsa very much."

"Hahaha, yes, Your Majesty likes Her Highness Ilsa very, very much. That's why she recruits talented people across the country to let Her Highness Ilsa receive the best education. Only Her Highness Ilsa has received this treatment. of."

After the two chatted briefly, they fell into silence again.

However, this silence did not last long, and soon the two arrived at their destination.

"Mr. Cheng, this is the conference hall. Please stand in the center and wait for His Majesty's arrival. I will take my leave first." The middle-aged man bowed to Su Cheng and left.

Su Cheng is now in a very large room, and he feels that 500 people will not feel crowded here.

The jaw-droppingly high ceiling hangs a huge chandelier with exquisite workmanship.

The long red carpet under the feet stretches forward, and above the nine steps in the middle of the dot is a gorgeous chair.

There are several people standing in the center of the hall. The youngest of these people seems to be in their thirties, and the oldest looks to be in their sixties or seventies. The clothes they wear are not considered Gorgeous, luxurious, but not shabby either.

The middle-aged man just asked me to stand next to them, so these people should have been chosen to be the teachers of His Royal Highness Ilsa, the granddaughter of the emperor, responsible for teaching history, astronomy and other subjects.

While thinking this way, Su Cheng walked slowly behind the group.

Su Cheng is particularly conspicuous among this group of people, not only because of his black hair and black eyes and facial features that are different from others, but also because he is the youngest here and also the most poorly dressed.