Since then, Ji Jincheng has had another major event in his life, that is, he changed his method to toss his new teacher.

It's a pity that there are many bumps in the road to learn the scriptures, and the tricks have ended in failure, so angry that the little emperor gritted his teeth and thought about how to get back a city all day long.

On this day, he rolled his eyes, and instructed the little yellow gates to open the door of the temple, and then put the wooden barrel full of water on it. Looking at the crumbling wooden barrel, Ji Jincheng imagined in his mind the miserable appearance of the young man being drenched into a soup chicken, and he laughed out loud.

However, the heavens do not obey people's wishes, he waits and waits, and the first thing that catches his eye is not a hand that pushes the door, but a thing called "family law" that is twisted and woven by several strands of fine rattan, which looks like the ancestral hall of every household. The young man used it to open the door of the hall, and when the bucket landed, Shi Shiran walked into the hall, and then used it to greet Ji Jincheng's palm.

The rattan soaked in water hurts people very much, the young man has a smile on his face, but he is merciless, the palm of the hand is red and swollen after ten strokes, and the pain is irrepressible when he touches it, but because it hurts his left hand, he has to continue to take the class, he is a strong one, how can he show weakness in front of people, he can only grit his teeth and endure it, and secretly say that this revenge will not be avenged.

Ji Jincheng has always been a very actionable person, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to rob someone's daughter without saying a word, and get on the bus first and make up the ticket later, so before his hand was good, he started to find trouble again.

One morning, the young man started from the "Mean" at the top of the table, tested his homework one by one, and when he drew the "Book of Songs" in the middle, he asked as usual: "Feng Ya Song has been memorized?"

The little emperor was impatient with him and asked over and over again, and said with disdain: "You just have to take the test." ”

The young man was not polite, he picked a few articles casually, and Ji Jincheng leaned back on the back of the chair lazily, all of which were recited backwards. The young man nodded with satisfaction and asked good-naturedly, "I don't know which part Your Majesty likes more?"

Ji Jincheng's answer was concise and to the point: "National style." ”

Youth: "Why?"

Ji Jincheng: "The style of the fifteen countries was originally compiled for the folk songs of various places, implicating the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the people, which can best reflect their true thoughts. ”

The young man seemed to be a little surprised, and couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty has a preference?"

"Naturally. The little emperor said slowly: "There is a dead moose in the wild, and the white grass is wrapped in it." There is a woman with a spring, and Jishi tempts her. Comfortable and free, I don't feel embarrassed, and I don't bark. *”

At the end, looking at the expressionless young man, he said quite proudly: "Actually, Lone prefers another song: there are vines and grasses in the wild, zero dew, there is a beautiful person, graceful as Qingyang, meet and hide, and hide with the son." *How, is it much fresher than the previous one?Why, I don't seem to be interested in looking at Lord Lin's expression? ”

After three days of not fighting, he went to the room to reveal the tiles, and Ji Jincheng was clearly using a poem to satirize him for clinging to Emperor Wen and not respecting himself.

The young man was silent for a moment, and then smiled, his voice was like a gentle wind and drizzle, soft and beautiful: "Since Your Majesty loves it so much, how can you be a subordinate to brush your mind, so I will copy these two poems three hundred times each as today's homework, and hand them over to Weichen tomorrow, Your Majesty will be satisfied?"

"Lin Minzhi!"

The young man turned a blind eye to Ji Jincheng's anger, and still smiled, "Presumably, Cheng Dù, who can't let go of His Majesty's love, must be reluctant to let others do it for him?"

Ji Jincheng has a heart-rending heart.

Daqian has ancestral training, and every successor must become a martial artist, so in addition to the literary class, he must also learn the martial arts of riding and archery. Ji Jincheng went down to the court every day, and with the assistance of the Prime Minister Yu Shi, he had to deal with some relatively simple pieces that had been deleted and selected from all over the world, and then the two of them took turns to give him daily lessons. After lunch, I rested for half an hour, and then rushed to the palace schoolyard

More than half a month later, Yan Xilan, who had just reviewed all the pieces in the afternoon and discussed the policy with the heads of various departments, hurried to the palace gate, and was suddenly stopped when he passed by the school field.

"Lord Lin, please stay. Ji Jincheng rode on a tall horse, changed his attitude of sneering at yin and yang when he met, and said with a smile.

Yan Xilan, who knew that there was nothing good, wanted to pretend that he hadn't heard it, but the imperial power society was strict and cruel, so how could you say no.

Condescendingly looking down at the young man who respectfully saluted himself, the little emperor felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart, not to mention how much he said with a pleasant face, and then tapped the practice field behind him with his chin, and said, "Come here, do Gu a little favor." ”

Ji Jincheng's so-called little favor is to let the young man practice archery with an apple on his head as a human target.

Yan Xilan looked around and found that there was no figure of Wei Wei, "Your Majesty, dare to ask where Lord Liu is now?"

Ji Jincheng casually threw the apple in his hand, "You ask Liu Jun? Suddenly, he raised his hand and threw the apple into his arms, dismounted and pointed to a place fifty paces away and said with a smile: "Okay, stand up, Lord Lin doesn't want to delay Lone's homework, right?"

I knew with my knees what the little emperor was going to do. Yan Xilan turned around and covered the cold color in his eyes.

Standing at the designated place, the young man's face had calmed down, he placed the apple on top of his head, and then quietly watched Ji Jincheng take out the arrow from the quiver behind him, pull the bow and string, and aim at himself.

The cold tip of the arrow reflected a thin arc of light in the spring afternoon sun.

The little boy in the distance showed a victorious smile that finally saw the light of day after being suppressed for a long time, and the next second, the strings were played.

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking the air came in an instant, and it came straight to Yan Xilan's left arm!

The young man tapped his toes to avoid an inch, and the arrow flew across his sleeve, leaving a gap. If he hadn't dodged in time, I'm afraid he would have drawn a bloody mark.

Glancing sideways at the cut sleeves, Yan Xilan ignored Ji Jincheng, who was running over here, took off the apple and walked to the silent guard not far away, asked him to borrow a bow and arrow, and then politely thanked him, turned around and turned back. Facing Ji Jincheng, who frequently glanced at his arm, he said lightly: "It seems that His Majesty's skills are indeed not exquisite enough. ”

The latter was already a thief, and when he heard the words, he was annoyed and angry, and was interrupted by Yan Xilan just about to attack.

"Weichen is not talented, and he also knows a little bit about archery, and he is willing to temporarily take the position of Lord Liu, and I hope that His Majesty will cooperate. ”

Handing the apple to Ji Jincheng, Yan Xilan looked down at the young man who had reached his chest at a young age, and still said in that unfazed tone: "Your Majesty bothered to separate Lord Liu, and sent someone to keep an eye on Wei Chen, so painstakingly just to let Wei Chen accompany His Majesty to play a game, how could Wei Chen not accompany him." ”

Ji Jincheng: "...... You are bold!"

The young man said slowly: "Or is it coming to an end, and His Majesty thinks this game is too terrible to play?"

*Note 1: From "The Book of Songs, Zhaonan, and the Wild Dead Moose".

*Note 2: From "The Book of Songs, Zheng Feng, Wild Vines".