The matter of inspecting homework has come to an end for the time being, but Zhu Qiyue's habit of reading at night has been retained. The princess said that when she saw her son reading at night, her headache was no longer committed. What could he do? You can't be unfilial, right?

Spend all day in the academy to work hard, barbarize its body and skin in the martial arts field, and stay up all night when you return to Changchun Palace・・・・・・ alas, don't say much, you want to cry without tears!

However, having said that, he is now addicted to reading history, as if there is a magical force pulling him and making him want to stop. So, in the entanglement and struggle, the little prince was painful and happy.

The school is close to the west city wall, and there is a residential house dozens of feet away from the city wall, where the sound of children often playing.

He has no brothers and sisters, and he lacks friends around him, so he is always obsessed with the sound of frolicking outside the wall.

If he had arrived early enough, and with a bit of luck, he might have been able to hear the children's voices outside at the edge of the wall, and get a moment of joy from it.

There is a Tang halberd attendant, Liang Gang is far away, and the iron bucket array of guards has become history, which gives him more freedom space, but the maid also followed, and the warbler Yanyan's never stops.

"Your Highness, beware, there is a saltless girl over there!" As he walked towards the edge of the wall, a bold maid said in a high-pitched voice, and then snickered.

"Your Highness, let's call Tian'er here, only she can suppress the saltless girl!" One person started the way, and the other maids followed suit.

Zhu Qiyue glanced back at the stupid little Xizi, and suddenly remembered Huang An's kindness. If Huang An is here, I'm afraid these maids will only have the share of being wooden people!

"Your Highness, who is the Saltless Girl?" At this time, Tang Ji asked curiously.

Zhu Qiyue grinned, and pointed to the group of maids behind him for a long time: "When they grow up!" ”

Suddenly, the sound of frolicking outside the city wall came as scheduled, Zhu Qiyue held his breath, and his mind quickly merged into the game in the distance.

"Yang Liu'er works, smoking a spinning top;

Yang Liu Erqing, empty clock;

Yang Liu'er died, kicking the shuttlecock;

The willow sprouts, and the plucking child. ”

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The game was in full swing outside, and the bell had already sounded inside, Zhu Qiyue cast a nostalgic glance and walked towards the school feeling lost.

Sit down, hold a book, and after a moment of struggle, you will enter the land of books.

Zhu Qiyue can reach the realm of self-forgetfulness in reading, even if there is a quarrel outside, he doesn't realize it, this is what makes him very different from other children.

I don't know how long later, when he came back to his senses from his selfless state of reading, he caught a glimpse of Ouyang Tong's familiar face again.

Ouyang Tong sat in front of the desk, leisurely sipping tea, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Yesterday he was rewarded with two large altars of autumn dew, and a hangover made him radiant today.

Looking closely, I saw that he was not wearing a crown robe, but wearing a brand-new green shirt, looking like a Confucian scholar.

Looking at that smug face, Zhu Qiyue was very uncomfortable, and couldn't help pouting. I studied hard for many days in the cold window, passed the inspection pass on thin ice, and didn't get half of the praise from my father, but earned two jars of autumn dew for my "substitute teacher".

"Your Highness, what do you think of my new clothes?" The corners of Ouyang Tong's mouth curved into two proud arcs.

"Beautiful."

Ouyang Tong's face immediately turned into a chrysanthemum. Soon, though, a playful voice hit the chrysanthemum without leaving a trace.

"Ouyang Changshi is handsome, and he looks good in any clothes・・・・・・ well, he looks good without clothes." A wicked smile flashed in Zhu Qiyue's eyes.

Then, Ouyang Tong's face froze.

Then, several maids blushed and covered their mouths and snickered.

Ouyang Tong was so embarrassed that his face was red and white for a while, and he was simply embarrassed in front of a group of young women.

has been a teacher and friend with the little prince for a long time, no big or small, at this moment, Ouyang Tong can't show the posture of "strict teacher" at all, not to mention, the other party is playing a marginal game, entangled, and it will only get darker and darker.

Hmph, little prince, wait, this long history can't cure you if you don't believe it!

"King Wei is coming soon." Ouyang Tong's eyes were a little mysterious.

Zhu Qiyue exclaimed: "King Wei? The long history said that the tenth uncle king was going to come as a guest? ”

Wei Wang Zhu Zhanyun is nineteen years old, is the concubine of the Empress Dowager, his biological mother Concubine Guo, and the youngest prince of the "Zhan" generation. Now he presides over the ceremonies of the DPRK and China from time to time, and is even called to ask about the government, and he is the prince who has the deepest political affairs related to the country.

King Wei is in the limelight, while the more mature and noble King Yue can only be a low-key person, which is the mystery of the government.

However, King Yue and King Wei have always been close, but due to regulations, it is inconvenient to come and go frequently.

"Exactly! King Wei was able to come to the Yue Palace, so he naturally got the approval of the Empress Dowager, but why did he come?" Ouyang Tong seems to want to interpret the mystery to the end.

"Why?" Zhu Qiyue's eyes showed eager anticipation.

Ouyang Tong calmly took a sip of tea and slowly spit out two words: "Guess." ”

Forehead drop a mother, uh, I've said half of it, and guess a yarn!

"Could it be that you are here for the interpretation of the long history?" Zhu Qiyue choked up, and then glared at Ouyang Tong angrily, and his appearance was clearly saying: Hmph, tell you to pretend to be profound!

Sometimes, Ouyang Tong is unfortunate to interpret the text after drinking, which will inevitably make mistakes, and the fallacy has been caught many times by his colleagues in the Long History Division, which has become a sore spot for Ouyang Tong to be manipulated.

"It can't be!" Ouyang Tong's face changed greatly, he was a little flustered, and said hurriedly: "Most of him is here for Your Highness's business." ”

This time it was Zhu Qiyue's turn to make a mistake.

Why do you think Ouyang Tong's words are somewhat credible?

Didn't Father-in-law Jin come to visit yesterday for his own business?

At this time, Ouyang Tong resumed his serious expression, "I can satisfy your curiosity, and I will spare you half an hour's interpretation of the text, and let you go to meet King Wei." Looking at Zhu Qiyue's excited sparkling eyes, he added: "Tutoring for an hour at night!" ”

Zhu Qiyue almost jumped up, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "The trick of three and four can't blind me." You're really good at settling accounts! An hour for half an hour, when I am a macaque? You're even darker than a monkey keeper! ”

The idiom "three days and four evenings" is derived from Zhuangzi's "Theory of Things". A monkey keeper fed the monkeys acorns and said to the monkeys, "Eat three in the morning and four in the evening." When the monkeys heard this, they were furious. The monkey keeper changed his tune: "Four in the morning, three in the evening." The monkeys were overjoyed.

The three and the four are essentially the same, but their appearance blinds the monkey and makes the monkey fool, which leads to people's philosophical thinking.

However, it is very regrettable that later generations confuse "three days and four evenings" with "morning and Qin and twilight Chu", and of course, this is a digression.

At present, Ouyang Tong exchanging an hour for half an hour is obviously more excessive than "three days and four evenings", so Zhu Qiyue said that he is even darker than a monkey raiser.

Ouyang Tong spread his hands and said indifferently: "Then let's stop." ”

"No way!" Zhu Qiyue said as he walked out of the door: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase." ”

walked to the door, turned around and saluted, "Thank you Changshi." ”

Wait, why does this thank you sound a bit like Mr. Fan Wei's classic line of "thank you" nearly 600 years later?

With some anticipation, Zhu Qiyue ran to the Duanli Gate like a gust of wind and stood at the front to greet King Wei.

The crowd on the street was surging, Zhu Qiyue's curiosity suddenly rose, he slowly took a few steps out, suddenly felt goosebumps on his body, and swept his eyes, only to see two people on the opposite side half-hidden behind the big tree, their eyes fixed on themselves like knives.

With a "click", Tang Ji pulled out his knife and unsheathed.