In the classroom of the Xuanwu Palace, there was silence, and only the click of Xue Shao's writing on the blackboard was heard. From zero to nine, he wrote down ten Arabic numerals and said, "This is what we are going to learn today." ”

No one answered, no one asked, and they all looked at him in amazement. The eyes of many of the scribes showed a deep sense of awe, like a small beast in the forest hiding in its own dirt cave, cautiously watching a descending tiger walk past him with gorgeous cat steps.

Xue Shao blinked and glanced at everyone in the hall, and couldn't help but smile in his heart, okay, Yang Weihua's matter also had a good additional effect - killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys!

Indiscriminately kills and defeats morality, and is killing Liwei.

Xue Shao didn't mind that there was such awe in the eyes of these people. It is certainly a kind of affinity to mingle, and it is only with prestige that it can be forbidden. It sounds paradoxical, but the two must complement each other. How to be in a good position is really a skill or even an art.

Xue Shao is working hard to learn and practice.

It is not difficult to learn Arabic numerals, this thing is taught in kindergartens in the 21st century, and no matter how stupid the adult readers of the Tang Dynasty are, it is impossible to be stupid enough to accept these symbols. So today's first formal "initiation class" was taught quite smoothly. A few clever guys immediately thought of the numbers as an application of math. So Xue Shao took out some private goods for them and told them some basic mathematics that he taught to the demon.

It is better to give them fish than to give them fish, and the wisdom of the masses is unlimited.

Just like a blackboard and chalk, Xue Shao inadvertently sowed a seed, maybe one day he will be able to harvest a green forest?

It seems that there will only be more and more things that can be taught in the martial arts academy.

At lunchtime, Zhu Bajie finished the affairs of Qiuseyuan and came to Xue Shao, and Xue Shao invited him to have lunch, which flattered Zhu Bajie.

Xue Shao didn't ask Shangguan Wan'er how he handled it, and Zhu Bajie was also very cautious, not mentioning Shangguan Wan'er at all, only saying that Yang Weihua, the old thief slave, dared to guard and steal as the head of the courtyard, and he really deserved to be killed. Now that he has been sentenced in public, the new head of the court will certainly not be as confused and stupid as him. It's just that the new head of the courtyard is a woman, so it's not convenient to come to the Xuanwu Hall to serve in person.

When it came to this, Xue Shao still didn't understand, so he patted Zhu Bajie's shoulder with a smile to show his appreciation, "You are really getting more and more capable, let's say, how do you want me to reward you?" ”

"Ouch, how dare the little slave ask for a reward from the child? Speaking of which, it was the cattle of the Inner Servant Province who offended the childe, and if the son did not condemn the little slave, the inner prisoner in charge, the little slave would have been too late to be happy. Zhu Bajie smiled brightly and his eyes narrowed into a slit, and said, "Besides, Gongzi has always taken very good care of the little slave in the past, and the little slave should be born and die for the child, not to mention the effort of just raising his hands?" ”

"You broken mouth, dead people can be said to be alive!" Xue Shao smiled and said, "Ask you something, how did the business that the princess ordered?" ”

"Right! That's a big deal! Zhu Bajie suddenly became energetic, but his voice was lowered, and he said, "The little slave has two words to make a long story short - earn enough!" ”

Seeing his joy, Xue Shaozhi said that he had made a lot of benefits in it, so it would be fine. So Xue Shao just smiled and stopped asking about it, and instead said, "Your Highness went to Wu Sansi's house for a banquet yesterday, but is it okay?" ”

"Yes." Zhu Bajie thought for a while and said, "Anyway, the little slave didn't see anything unusual, and Wu Sansi and the others were also warm and respectful. ”

Xue Shao nodded, "Have you seen Wu Yizong, Wu Yougui and Song Zhiwen?" ”

"Yes, all three of them are there." Zhu Bajie said, "The poems written by Song Zhiwen are particularly out of the limelight, Wu Sansi and others are full of praise, and they also asked him to toast His Highness a few times." ”

"How many times?"

"Uh...... Three times! ”

Xue Shao frowned, and Zhu Bajie was heartbeat, it's broken, it's broken, I said the wrong thing!

So Zhu Bajie hurriedly said: "After His Royal Highness came back, he scolded Song Zhi a few times, saying that although he can write poetry, he is too hypocritical and flattering, and he has a very heavy bad breath, and he can make people dizzy even six feet away, it's so annoying!" Her Royal Highness the princess also said that although Song Zhiwen has a bit of talent, it depends on who he compares with. If you compare it with Xue Lang, hum - it's clearly a sparrow than a phoenix! Such as 'Nine days to open the palace, all the nations to worship the crown', his kind of flattery and subordinates can't do it even to death! ”

Xue Shao shook his head and smiled, and patted Zhu Bajie's shoulder hard, "You mouth is invincible!" ”

"Thank you for the compliment, the little slave is ashamed, hehe!" Zhu Bajie smirked vigorously, but the corners of his forehead were in a cold sweat, fortunately, if Xue Gongzi was angry with His Royal Highness because of Song Zhi's question about flattery, I would not be a human being inside and out, and I would die!

Xue Shao didn't ask about it again, and said, "What happened here today doesn't need to be publicized. ”

"Little slaves can be saved." Zhu Bajie nodded very honestly, Shangguan Wan'er's matter must be handled as obscurely as possible, in case it reaches the Queen of Heaven through what ears and eyes, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no disaster.

"Go back and tell Your Highness that I miss him very much. At the beginning of the martial arts academy, there was a lot of waste to be rebuilt, and I was too busy to take a break. I'm going to see her when I have some time. Xue Shao said, "You might as well send a little eunuch to run errands every day and deliver books to the princess and me." ”

"Okay!" Zhu Bajie smiled, of course he was willing to do such things that please the master.

Xue Shao smiled, took a pair of paper and pencils in the nearby school, drew a sketch portrait of Princess Taiping and handed it to Zhu Bajie, and said, "Tell Your Highness that I will draw a portrait of her every day." ”

"Hey, Childe's paintings are so beautiful, they really jump on the paper!" Zhu Bajie exclaimed in amazement.

Xue Shao smiled, the men painted by the painters of the Tang Dynasty are basically tall, burly, pot-bellied and have three-foot hair, and most of the women have flying eyebrows, sideburns, and phoenix eyes, obliquely raised, and plump and round. A famous artist like Yan Liben can paint all the three generations of Li Shimin's family and the men of his relatives in eight or nine. My realistic sketching style is, of course, completely different from the fat and exaggerated painting style of the Tang Dynasty.

Zhu Bajie shouted, and many people around him came to watch. Everyone was amazed and all praised - realistic sketching, how could such a style of painting be seen by the masters of the Tang Dynasty?

"Xue Gongzi, a stroke of genius!"

Xue Shao thought to himself, An Xiaorou, who had painted for so many years in his previous life, painted Princess Taiping for the first time in this life, although the hairstyle was different, but the charm was completely different. Now, I can draw Princess Taiping without seeing her and even her charm is vivid, which may prove that she really lives in my heart!

An Xiaorou, Princess Taiping, Shangguan Wan'er...... When did I become so amorous?

The crowd gathered around the painting, marveling in amazement. It is true that there is an element of flattery, but there are also a lot of sincere praises, and even Yuan Wanqing, a university scholar who has played chess, piano, calligraphy and painting all his life, nodded again and again.

"Alright, there you go!" Xue Shao said to Zhu Bajie, "Greet Her Royal Highness the princess on my behalf, let her cherish it more, and be happier and happier every day." ”

"Yes! The little slave bids farewell to his son! ”

After lunch, there was some rest, and Xue Shao went back to his room to complete the lesson plan for the afternoon. When I entered the house, I saw that the washed and dried official clothes were placed on the bookcase but not in the closet.

Xue Shao blinked curiously, stepped forward and spread out the clothes, and a peach blossom petal fell from it.

Slightly fragrant, quietly into the lungs.

Xue Shao thought of the February peach blossoms he saw in the Shangguan Wan'er official office in the courtyard of the service courtyard.

With a slight movement in his heart, Xue Shao walked to the window and looked towards the Qiuse Courtyard. Across two walls and one street, Xue Shao saw a woman strolling leisurely among a cluster of willow and peach trees in the courtyard of Qiuseyuan.

Bo belt shawl clothes fluttering, like a fairy.

Shangguan Wan'er!

Xue Shao smiled slightly, this is what Shangguan Wan'er should look like.

Shangguan Wan'er, who was strolling in the courtyard, finally saw Xue Shao appear at the window when she looked back at the Xuanwu Hall for more than one hundred times.

She stood still, facing Xue Shao's side, looking.

Looking at each other in pairs, the two couldn't see each other's faces clearly, let alone see each other's subtle expressions.

But Xue Shao clearly felt that Shangguan Wan'er was smiling at him.

The heart has a soul, regardless of distance.

But the two walls are separated by a street, and it is like a mountain of thousands of miles.

A moment later, Shangguan Wan'er, who had been walking in the courtyard for more than an hour, walked back to the house and closed the door.

The harem is full of cold guns and hidden arrows, and Shangguan Wan'er doesn't dare to fall into the hands of others.

Xue Shao also closed the window and exhaled softly, but his brows were furrowed.

killed a Yang Weihua with violence, and temporarily gave Shangguan Wan'er a peace of mind when he took out his evil breath. But there are still thousands of such people in the harem, how can they be killed cleanly?

With my current ability, I can make Shangguan Wan'er no longer kneel on the ground and be whipped, and no longer be hungry and dizzy as a coolie...... It's almost the limit!

Not to mention changing Shangguan Wan'er's fate from the root, even if she is getting out of Qiuseyuan now, it is almost a fool's dream for me! - Who can change or influence Wu Zetian's will?

Even the current emperor can only "play" with it!

Everything can be attributed to the word "power".

Some people chase power in order to satisfy their desires and not be dominated by others; Some people are for the grand ambition of meritorious service; Others are here to survive, to defend what they can't afford to lose, to protect those who are vital to them.

What about me Xue Shao? …… At present, it is still the mud bodhisattva crossing the river to protect himself.

Princess Taiping said it very well, big husband - don't be without power for a day!