It seems that everything that is difficult to chew can be found in this package.

An Jingzhen secretly wondered in her heart, did this woman turn over the trash can in the palace.

But it still doesn't make sense, although these things have little meat, they are also a rare delicacy in the eyes of the eunuchs and maids in the palace.

No matter how you look at it, this shouldn't be something that Jin Qing can get, let alone such a big bag!

If the food was so easy to find, why would he be hungry like a dog in the cold palace in his last life?

And although this woman's mouth is not good, she is not bad for him, and she is willing to give him so much meat.

Although An Jingzhen thought a lot, the action of stuffing food into his mouth never stopped.

For him now, this is all a great thing, and he hopes to grow a little taller in this life than in the previous life.

In his previous life, he lost his body and never grew taller after the age of eleven.

I remember that every time I went to the harem, although those concubines didn't say anything, the condescending appearance of looking at him made him very uncomfortable, and he hated to see off their legs.

After a long time, his interest in the harem faded, but fortunately, due to his reputation as a tyrant, no one dared to persuade him to go to the harem.

For fear that he would be upset for a while, he would take the women of the harem under the knife.

However, now that he has the opportunity to do it all over again, will he be able to find a way to make himself taller, anyway, it will be many years before the return of that hypocritical father.

made up his mind to be a master in this life, and An Jingzhen gnawed on the bag of bones in his arms without any guilt.

For a moment, only the chewing sound of two people could be heard in the room, and the creak of the wooden bed shaking...

An Jingzhen fell asleep with a bag of chicken paws, although his soul was mature, but his body was still six years old.

When I got up the next morning, An Jing smashed the smell of braised pork that was still on my lips.

He never knew that sleeping while eating could be such a simple and happy thing.

Put away the chicken paws that brought happiness in his arms, An Jingzhen got up and looked at Jin Qing, who was already asleep on the bed, in fact, this woman was not bad for him... Whatever!

An Jingzhen stared at Jin Qing on the bed with wide eyes.

Originally, he was still a little moved by Jin Qing's behavior of distributing food to him.

But after seeing Jin Qing's situation, his whole body was sour.

At the foot of the woman's bed, there was a mountain of bones piled up.

Judging by the shape of the bones, An Jingzhen was very sure that these bones came from different animals, and they were definitely not claws, hooves, and necks.

An Jingzhen's previous emotion disappeared in an instant, and he now felt like someone had poured cold water down from his head.

An Jingzhen gritted his teeth and looked at Jin Qing, wishing that he could directly strangle her to death.

But just then, a pamphlet under the bones caught his attention.

Seeing that Jin Qing was sleeping soundly, An Jing tiptoed to the side of the bed and gently pulled out the oil-soaked booklet under the bones.

This thing looks like a record list of ingredients, it should be something that was sandwiched in the food last night and brought back by Jin Qing together.

An Jingyun carefully traced the words on the cover with his hand, and there was a longing in his eyes that he had not even discovered.

In fact, he wanted to study, but in his previous life, when he first ascended the throne, the military power was in the hands of the regent, and the ministers in the court were all headed by the prime minister.

The reason why these two people supported him on the throne was also because he was easy to control.

In order to prevent him from having his own mind, the two men did not let anyone teach him to read, and even if they did, it would be wrong.

After a long time, he didn't trust anyone, so he naturally stopped reading.

Thinking of his previous life, An Jingzhen clenched the book in his hand, as if he wanted to tear it to pieces.

At this moment, a somewhat rough female voice sounded over his head: "Do you want to read?" ”

She thought about it for a long time last night, if she really wants to raise this little bastard to be Mingjun, she should first let him have some knowledge, at least be reasonable.

707: "..."That's what I said, when did you think about it.

An Jing looked up at Jin Qing in amazement, and before he could say anything to refuse, he saw that Jin Qing had already lifted his collar and pressed him to sit down on the bed: "Lao Tzu will teach you personally." ”

Jin Qing's tone was slowly proud, thinking that at the beginning, she was also a person who had gone to college and became a teacher, and it was definitely more than enough to teach an ancient emperor.

Looking at Jin Qing's confident and slow appearance, An Jing swallowed his saliva with a pout: Why do you feel a little unreliable!

The dynasty before the Dayu Dynasty, before its demise, was ruled by a eunuch.

The royal family, which was elevated by the eunuchs, lived as miserable as a dog.

After Dayu opened the country, in order to prevent things like the previous dynasty, all the eunuchs and palace maids who entered the palace could not be literate, let alone keep books.

If it is reported and confirmed, the person who is reported will be killed on the spot.

Therefore, An Jingzhen looked at Jin Qing in amazement, how dare this woman admit that she is literate so arrogantly.

And why did she think that her knowledge was enough to teach herself the future king?

Seeing An Jingzhen staring at him without saying a word, Jin Qing felt that his knowledge was doubted, so he immediately sat up straight and looked at An Jingzhen condescendingly: "Do you think Lao Tzu is not worthy of teaching you." ”

Looking at Jin Qingkaba's rattling fist, An Jing raised his neck: "I want to learn from you." "It's an afterword whether he learns or not, but he doesn't want to be beaten.

This woman is simply a demon, can't she be nicer to a child?

Hearing his satisfactory answer, Jin Qing's fist loosened and slapped An Jingyun's shoulder twice: "Lao Tzu must teach you to be a great writer." ”

An Jingzhen: "..."Why don't I believe it so much.

After finding the target, Jin Qing's enthusiasm for work was instantly ignited, and she even went to the abandoned palace next to her to bring back a cauldron and smashed a blackboard for An Jingzhen with her fist.

Originally, An Jingzhen just watched Jin Qing toss with a cold eye, but after witnessing the birth of the blackboard, his attitude towards learning also became focused.

Jin Qing wanted to make a few more pieces of chalk, but who knew how he couldn't find lime.

In desperation, Jin Qing could only find a piece of iron and squeak and carve words on the blackboard every day.

Because all the characters used here are traditional characters, and most of the characters Jin Qing only knows but can't write.

So, for the words that he couldn't write well, Jin Qing mostly drew a few more strokes, and then passed by one generation after another.

After a long time, An Jingyun also knew that once Jin Qing's writing speed became faster and the font became blurred, it was the time when her heart was weak.

In order to prove the interest of his teaching, Jin Qing will not only teach words, but also rack his brains to make up a story for these words.

For her, this time it was really heartfelt.