Luckily, the wooden chair wasn't very high off the ground, and he didn't touch himself much with the wrong foot. m.

Just this fall, Zhao Zhu's face changed from facing the palace gate to facing the temple gate.

He lowered his head, glanced at the chair, then at the bricks on the ground, then at his hands, and then at his own hands, and his eyes followed his head around, and he didn't bother to pay attention to anything else.

However, Gu Yanzhang got this opportunity, but he was already able to see the actions and situations of the opposite side.

Gu Yanzhang is not an important minister of the two governments, he only glanced at Zhao Zhu when the new emperor ascended the throne, and later the court meeting, whether it was the court meeting, the court meeting, the Son of Heaven always sat on the top, and he retired after a short time.

At this time, he took a closer look, and Fang felt that the facial features of this new son of heaven were taken apart separately, and they were all very upright, but somehow, when they were put together, it made people feel a little awkward to look at.

The two eyes of the person are very close to each other, the forehead is high and protruding, and the eyes can't tell what the taste is, as if they are timid, and they seem to have some fierce intent, and then look closely, the ferocity has faded, and it shows a dull atmosphere.

The Son of Heaven has been making trouble for a long time, and the little yellow doors at the back finally surrounded, or to pick up shoes and socks, or to hold up the chair, and to put him back on the chair, and the movements are very skillful, obviously not the first time to do this.

Someone on the side already brought new socks for Zhao Zhu to wear, and covered his shoes again.

No one was in the way, and the paper on the table was revealed.

A few words were written in the upper right corner of the paper, and it was too far away to make out what was written, but in the middle of the page, you could see that it was all over.

There were puddles of ink, messy lines, and ink blocks that had been drawn with a pen, but they didn't look very good. And the pen that was thrown down by Zhao Zhu was also lying on the paper, and the hair on the end of the pen had been pounded horizontally, and the pen shaft was about to be exposed.

What's even more terrifying is that after doing these things, he was surrounded by a group of people wearing socks and boots, and Huang Zhaoliang was standing aside, but Zhao Zhu seemed to see nothing.

Huang Men supported his legs, and his feet were supported with teeth and claws, refusing to put on socks, and there was no sparkle in his eyes, only shaking his hands fiercely, kicking his legs, and turning his head around.

Gu Yanzhang felt a chill in his heart when he saw it.

After too long, he only knew that he was extremely naughty when he was young, but he could delay it until he was six or seven years old, and he really didn't remember what it was like at that time.

However, no matter what, it will not be like Zhao Zhu.

In recent years, he has not been in contact with many children, but there are also a lot, except for the grandchildren of Mr. Oyanagi's family, colleagues, and children in the same year's family, who have been spoiled and grown up, and always pestered Qingling to treat them, one is counted as one, all of which are completely different from Zhao Zhu.

"Your Majesty." When the Son of Heaven put on his shoes and socks again and sat upright again, Huang Zhaoliang stood back beside him.

"Fifty words to write today." He said.

Fifty words is not a difficult thing for a six-year-old child.

The yellow door was replaced with new paper and a new pen dipped in ink.

However, until the time came, Zhao Zhu did not finish writing.

In just half an hour, he repeated seven times to take off his shoes, take off his socks, jump on and off the chair, and finally, when Huang Zhaoliang saluted him, he rushed into the inner room where the gong bucket was placed like a loose horse.

Gu Yanzhang himself was like a dream, and he couldn't move.

Huang Zhaoliang walked out of it blankly.

Gu Yanzhang saluted him.

The other party didn't speak, just nodded and walked away.

There was still a break from his own teaching, but at this moment, Gu Yanzhang looked at the charter in his sleeve, and he really didn't know what expression to use to face it.

Because he didn't know the progress of Tianzi's study, he made three choices in advance, but now that he looks at it, none of them are really useful.

***

It's time to teach, but Zhao Zhu still hasn't come out.

There was a coaxing voice from the palace people, and Zhao Zhu's vague voice.

Gu Yanzhang waited for a moment, only waiting for a familiar face.

It is Cui Yongchen in Ciming Palace.

He came in from outside the hall, followed by several yellow doors, and entered it together.

Not long after, Gu Yanzhang heard a voice without emotion from the inside, and said, "Your Majesty, the sage and the minister came to ask, have you done the homework assigned to you by Huang Xianggong?" ”

There was silence for a while.

Cui Yongchen said again: "The sage asked, what did you learn today, and where are the words you practiced?" ”

Zhao Zhu seemed to have said something, but it was too far away, and Gu Yanzhang didn't hear it clearly.

After a long time, Zhao Zhu finally came out.

His eyes were a little red, a bit like he had cried, and although he was very reluctant, he sat back at the back of the table.

This time, Cui Yongchen didn't leave, he just stood opposite Zhao Zhu, looking at him like this.

Gu Yanzhang saw such a scene, and somehow, he felt a little pitiful for the Son of Heaven in his heart.

In view of the current situation, it is clear that it is no longer suitable for normal teaching.

He first saluted Zhao Zhu, introduced himself, and no longer sat back in Huang Zhaoliang's original seat, but walked to the opposite side of Zhao Zhu's table, knelt down, and asked gently, "I don't know what Your Majesty used for breakfast?" ”

When Zhao Zhu saw him so close to him, his first reaction was to step back, staring at him vigilantly and not speaking.

Gu Yanzhang didn't move again.

Cui Yongchen on the side said loudly: "Your Majesty, Mr. is asking!" ”

Zhao Zhu cried out as soon as he spoke.

I don't have to go to class at all.

***

With Cui Yongchen staring, although Zhao Zhu had to move around every once in a while, he no longer dared to throw his boots and socks around like Huang Zhaoliang did when he was teaching.

It's just that he was in tears almost the whole time and couldn't communicate normally at all.

When Gu Yanzhang left, Cui Yongchen specially explained to him, saying: "Your Majesty just entered the palace at the beginning, and when he ascended the throne, he was very tired, and he took classes for many days in a row, so it was inevitable that his energy would not be able to keep up. ”

Gu Yanzhang felt that things were not so simple.

Zhao Zhu's situation is completely unsuitable for class, if you don't look at his appearance and size, his mind is no different from that of a three- or two-year-old child, or rather, it is not as good as a three- or two-year-old child.

Gu Yanzhang has seen the grandson of a colleague, who is less than three years old, but he can already communicate with others, although he doesn't know the meaning, he can recite poems, coax people to stop, and can grab a pen in one breath and write simple small characters on two pages.

A situation like Zhao Zhu's is more abnormal than a late maturity.

In the past, I had heard sporadically about the description of the grandson of the Hou family of Huaiyin, but I only said that he was shy, and I had never heard of him so peculiar.

If this situation persists and does not improve as soon as possible, there is no doubt that he is no longer fit to sit on the throne.