Chapter 21: Old Thing, Do You Dare to Be Dark?!

On the second day, the sparrow outside the window was mouthful on the eaves of the palace, His Majesty the Emperor said that today is a summer feeling, the brush in her hand, back and forth on the paper, she used a few lines to describe who she wants to take revenge, the taste of revenge The cat and you want to understand, the fragrance of revenge was found by His Majesty the Emperor in this way, and the sunlight after the reckoning is like a fresh strawberry that has just been picked, and His Majesty the Emperor is reluctant to eat this feeling. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Yuanhao had already gotten up, muttering in his mouth without stopping for a moment, roughly meaning to let Kong Weiting and Mrs. Kong go around after eating, so that Mrs. Kong would always remember that the sky is blue, the earth is flat, and life is colorful.

Yu Qing packed up, carrying a food box, holding a book, standing aside, looking at the buttons on His Majesty the Emperor's neck.

"Let's go!" His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand and led the little eunuch to the south study.

Li Yuanhao thought about it, Xingshi asked the guilt to pay attention to one blow, and then declined, three and exhausted, he wanted to stand on the high ground of justice, with a stern tone, an upright attitude, psychologically disintegrate the other party, with Kong Weiting's temperament, he must be late for class today, so he will not be stupid enough to go to the south study early to sit there and wait, time will wear out the heart of revenge, reduce the impulse of revenge, dare to betray me, you Kong Weiting, you are really bold!

His Majesty the Emperor wants to let Kong Weiting wait for him, and if he can't see His Majesty the Emperor appear for a long time, Kong Taifu must be worried in his heart, wondering if the emperor is holding back his big move, and he wants to punish himself well, the more he thinks about it, the more unpredictable he becomes, and the more frightened he becomes. Who still doesn't know whose temperament is the relationship between master and apprentice? Is His Majesty the Emperor a magnanimous and benevolent person? Li Yuanhao can say with certainty that it is not, absolutely not.

Taking Yu Qing around the palace in a big circle, looking up at the high sun, His Majesty the Emperor pondered the heat for a moment, thinking that the time had come, and it was time to appear in front of Kong Weiting.

The closer to the south study, the happier His Majesty the Emperor became, the more proud he became, and the faster his steps became, imagining that he appeared in front of Kong Weiting, Kong Weiting was panicked because of the torture of time, and Li Yuanhao was about to fly.

Coming to the door of the south study, His Majesty the Emperor took a deep breath, straightened his waist, held his head high, pulled his momentum to the highest, stepped into the south study, and shouted: "Kong Weiting!"

There was no panicked scene of Kong Weiting in his fantasy, Li Yuanhao caught a glimpse of a familiar back kneeling in the south study, his momentum fell instantly, his waist was not straight, and his head was not high, like a stone rolling down from a mountain peak, one moment it was still high, and the next moment it fell into the world.

The back was also very cooperative, hearing the voice of His Majesty the Emperor, he raised one hand and slammed it on his chest, his throat suddenly hanged, and a tragic and miserable wail of pain sounded: "Weichen is ashamed of the first emperor, ashamed of the first emperor, Weichen deserves ten thousand deaths, and his crimes deserve ten thousand deaths!"

The voice was loud and confident, so startled that the sparrows outside the window did not dare to say more, fluttered their wings and flew away.

Li Yuanhao pulled the corners of his mouth, stepped forward and comforted: "Teacher Nan, why are you so self-blaming?"

It was not Kong Weiting who knelt on the ground, but Nan Huairen, who broke his leg, knocked his head, and had diarrhea.

Nan Huairen, who was kneeling on his knees, wept bitterly: "Your Majesty, Weichen is greedy for cups, he has made a mistake, he is ashamed of His Majesty, he is ashamed of the first emperor, he has read the sage book for so many years, and he is even more ashamed of the four words of being a teacher!"

Li Yuanhao hurriedly grabbed Nan Huairen and said sincerely: "Teacher, people are not sages, who can do nothing, Teacher Nan has been conscientious, teaching Yuan Hao to read and write, Yuan Hao is grateful, where will he blame the teacher." ”

"Wechen thanked His Majesty for his understanding, but if he did something wrong, he would be punished, and Wechen was willing to be punished. Nan Huairen handed over the rattan that had fallen on Li Yuanhao: "I'm tired of Your Majesty." ”

Li Yuanhao took the rattan, and there was still a trace of expectation in his heart, so he shook his head and threw the rattan on the ground: "Teacher, don't embarrass Yuanhao." The teacher just ...... suffered a catastrophe, his body has not yet recovered, and he came to class today, Yuan Hao was moved, where can he punish the teacher again. ”

"Your Majesty is really a benevolent emperor, Weichen is fortunate to be able to serve the Ming Lord!" Nan Huairen wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, turning his face like turning a book, he was sincerely repentant one moment, and the next moment he exposed his face, picked up the rattan with one hand, and said righteously: "Since Your Majesty does not blame Weichen, then Weichen will settle the account with Your Majesty for being late today." ”

"You!" Li Yuanhao stood up with a sigh of shame and scolded: "You shameless old thing, dare to be yin!"

Nan Huairen didn't care, and said: "Your Majesty is half an hour late today, a quarter of an hour is fifteen rattans, and half an hour is four and a quarter of an hour. Well, that's sixty rattans. Your Majesty can rely on the majesty of the Son of Heaven to be unpunished, and at the same time bite back, punish the micro-ministers for being pampered and arrogant, and rebuke the micro-ministers with a rod, but the micro-ministers are right-doing and sitting upright, and they must sue the Empress Dowager, and when the time comes, ......"

As mentioned above, the Empress Dowager is full of words in the palace, and sometimes in the palace, it is more powerful to say things about the Empress Dowager than to finish speaking, not to mention punishing His Majesty the Emperor This kind of thing that makes the Empress Dowager happy just thinking about it.

"Phew, old thing, I remember today's events for the time being, and one day I will double it back!" Li Yuanhao said hatefully, stretched out his hands, closed his eyes generously, the old thing was ruthless, every rattan was solid, burly and powerful.

Nan Huairen stood up tremblingly, grabbed the sleeve of the other hand with one hand, and the rattan was raised high and fell cleanly.

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and the rattan fell on Li Yuanhao's palm, the sound was very loud, but the strength was minimal, and it didn't hurt at all.

Li Yuanhao opened his eyes and saw Nan Huairen carrying the rattan behind his back, and said with a sigh: "People can't accept the old, and they don't have the strength to swing the rattan." ”

His Majesty the Emperor was surprised and abnormal, she didn't believe that a mouthful of thick phlegm could spit out three feet away The old thing has no strength to hit people, a pair of eyes staring at her every move every day, the slightest irregularity is a rattan, today she is actually kind and soft-hearted, the sun is really coming out in the west, His Majesty the Emperor did not dig deeper, changed his face and turned the book, and walked forward flatteringly: "Old Dong...... Teacher Nan, why don't you fight?"

Nan Huairen didn't answer, sat back in his seat, and opened the "University" that he had personally revised: "Your Majesty, in today's morning class, I will first recite this book ten times, and then I will go to class." ”

Li Yuanhao sat down obediently, opened "University", and read aloud: "The way of the university is in Mingmingde, in being close to the people, and in stopping at the ...... perfection."

At first, Li Yuanhao thought that Nan Huairen used the most stupid and direct teaching method, hoping that he would read a hundred times and not be influenced by others, but as the days went by, she suddenly found that the old thing was grinding time with her, and mechanically repeated to let herself read and write. There is a very shameful and proud thing, Li Yuanhao can recite the "Analects" silently upside down, not the two words of "Analects" upside down, but the whole article upside down, but unfortunately the high walls in the palace are cold tiles, and there is no time to show off, His Majesty the Emperor is slightly regretful.

If there is any benefit to Nan Huairen's teaching, a large number of mechanical reading makes Li Yuanhao's research skills excellent, and with Kong Weiting often letting her recite the songs of the twenty-four ancient dynasties, there is a historical line that runs through her mind, especially in terms of proofreading, distinguishing forgeries, exegesis, and compilation, Li Yuanhao can accurately grasp the authenticity very accurately, in Kong Weiting's words: You can go to the North Fourth Pavilion to become a school secretary and seek an official position.

Another advantage is that His Majesty the Emperor has practiced a good brush hand, which is completely different from the dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and the chic freehand of the back of the paper, Li Yuanhao's words were born from the thin gold body, the handwriting is thin, and it is extremely restrained, especially the moment when the pen is lifted, not only stable and slow, only that time and Wu Qingyuan were drunk and gaffe, holding a broom in the court, absorbing ink, and splashing ink while drunk.

Under the starry night sky, on the empty and unmanned Jinluan Palace, Wu Qingyuan dictated, Li Yuanhao wrote, starting with "You don't see, there are eight million lions in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the iron armor flows horizontally into Luntai", and ends with "The sky and the night are like a hook, and the lonely souls and wild ghosts also stop crying, and they have lived in the world for a hundred years, but the Huangquan soil is a hand". After Li Yuanhao finished writing, he was sweating profusely, staring at the place where he was dropping off. Wu Qingyuan, who was already drunk, staggered over and hugged her, Li Yuanhao was slightly stunned and then cried.

Afterwards, Wu Qingyuan was spanked, distributed for 9,000 miles, and was not allowed to enter Tai'an City for three years, and Li Yuanhao was gradually set up and became a puppet emperor until today.

Li Yuanhao recited "University" aloud, Nan Huairen nodded his beard, the injuries on his body had not healed, coupled with today's fatigue, the pain hit, Nan Huairen frowned, cold sweat broke out, and finally his strength was not stopped, and he fainted to death in front of the desk.

Li Yuanhao hurriedly stepped forward: "Teacher, teacher, what's wrong with you?"

In a daze, Nan Huairen subconsciously replied: "Weichen is fine, Your Majesty continues to study." "Even if he fainted, the Southern Emperor Master still had a hard mouth.

Li Yuanhao couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly asked Yu Qing to ask the imperial doctor, Yu Qing ran away without a trace, and in a moment, the imperial doctor came and tossed, and Nan Huairen finally woke up.

Li Yuanhao's heart fell, and he ordered someone to send Nan Huairen back to the mansion to recuperate.

Nan Huairen knew that his body was not supportive, and he no longer forced it, and was driven out of the south study by the little palace maids, and when he was about to go out, the southern emperor seemed to remember something, held the stretcher with one hand, stretched his neck, and shouted at His Majesty the Emperor: "Your Majesty, during the period of Weichen's recuperation, you have to copy "Zhibei Tour" and "Getaway" a hundred times, which is considered schoolwork. ”

Li Yuanhao pretended to be stupid, waved his arms and watched Nan Huairen leave: "Teacher Nan, what did you say? ”

Old thing, you still have to give me homework when you're dying, why don't you be beaten to death?!

The little palace maid had already carried Nan Huairen out of the South study, and the weak but neutral voice of the Southern Emperor Master still came in: "Your Majesty, you curse Weichen in your heart for not worrying, but you can't leave your homework behind, you don't have to pretend to be stupid, deliberately pretend to be unable to hear Weichen's words clearly, Weichen knows that your ears are very useful, so ......"

Li Yuanhao really couldn't hear the latter words clearly, but the meaning that Nandi wanted to express and the assignment were very clear.

Li Yuanhao was indignant, slapped on the table, used too much force, and gasped: "It hurts, it hurts!"

Yu Qing, a dog-legged man, stepped forward and made a plan: "Your Majesty, Lord Nan's injury is so serious, it is better to rest for at least three and a half months, it is better to rest and rest first, and it is not too late to write in a few days." ”

"Good idea!" Li Yuanhao's eyes lit up, his schoolwork was not in a hurry at this time, but his life was no longer today, and then his eyes darkened, and he said to himself: "I will one day die from my innate sincerity." ”

Refuted the proposal of the little eunuch, His Majesty the Emperor honestly sat at the desk, studied the ink and put the pen down - Zhibei swam on the Xuanshui and climbed the hidden hill, and it was appropriate to do nothing......

At this time, outside the window of the south study, Kong Weiting put his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, he thought in his heart, how old is Your Majesty this year, oh, less than eighteen years old, it is the age of playfulness, when he was like His Majesty's age, the first time he saw her who made his heart flutter, that year was full of flowers, and at the age of eighteen, she was like a hibiscus out of the water, hiding in the flowers and laughing.