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At this moment, the two walked in the front, the little emperor leaned over, approached Zhao Rong, and whispered:

"Hey, Mr. Zhao, I don't want to hide it from you. My mother, the emperor's uncle, and the teachers assign me a lot of homework every day... Today I want to try to finish it early, so that before I go to my mother's bedroom for lunch, I can finish my homework." Take some free time."

He paused, blushing slightly, "Zhen... I want to visit that beautiful sister who poured wine last night..."

Zhao Rong understood in seconds.

Good guy, is it the beauty you touched last night, right?Touch again?

He smiled inwardly, his face was unstable, and he nodded.

Then, the two monarchs and ministers looked at each other, once again tacit understanding.

The little emperor had a bright smile on his face. He raised his head and glanced at the vast and clear sky, and the autumn wind was blowing slowly.

In the eyes of this moment, this deep palace that has become monotonous and oppressive as I grew up, it seems that it is no longer the gray color it was before last night.

The boy in the dragon robe felt very comfortable.

"Then Mr. Zhao, let's take our leave first..."

At this moment, a young broad-faced guard appeared at the corner not far away, holding an exquisite food box in his hand, the lid of which was covered with yellow brocade forging, very beautiful.

The young guards walked quickly towards Zhao Rong and the little emperor.

He came to the front, saluted and said:

"Your Majesty, the lord sent me to bring you some morning snacks."

Zhao Rong subconsciously stopped, and the little emperor turned his head curiously, "Oh? The snacks, are the delicious ones that the emperor found? Then hand them over, and it happens that Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhang are also here."

All the court ladies neatly turned sideways to make way.

The guard stepped forward steadily, knelt down on one knee, and presented the food box in front of the little emperor with both hands:

"The lord said that your majesty has been working hard in studies, riding and archery recently, and you should encourage them, but you must not relax. After eating snacks, you have to study harder. Your majesty is the emperor who is far away from thousands of people. Don't disappoint the late emperor's high hopes."

The guard who lowered his head paused for a moment, then continued to calmly say: "My lord also said that His Majesty will definitely like this dessert."

"It's natural, I must study hard." The little emperor nodded vigorously, and then said with a smile: "I must like it?"

The dragon-robed boy turned his head and said happily to Zhao Rong and the others: "Although the emperor is strict with me on weekdays, he still cares about me and knows my salty taste. Hey, come and see what delicious snacks are, wait Will give the two gentlemen a taste too."

As he finished speaking, two maids beside him took a step forward tacitly, as usual, they wanted to taste the food for the emperor.

The little emperor smiled and waved his hands, "No, it's from the emperor's uncle, let me come."

As he spoke, the young man in the dragon robe showed curiosity, rolled up the wide sleeves of the dragon robe, reached out his hand, put his fingers against the gap in the food box, gently lifted half of the lid, and looked inside...

In the next second, Zhao Rong who was next to him saw his expression blank, and immediately yelled "Ah".

The boy in the dragon robe fell to the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

His voice was full of fear, he straightened his finger and pointed at the food box, and kicked his feet back crazily.

Behind the little emperor, from an angle just enough to see the maids inside the food box, they also screamed and shook their legs, kneeling on the ground in fright.

The guard held the food box and remained motionless.

The half-opened lid wrapped in yellow brocade lost its support and fell back, covering the contents of the food box again.

There was a moment of silence on the field, only the sound of panic from the little emperor and a few court ladies on the ground.

Zhao Rong frowned.

He stepped forward for the first time.

Zhang Huizhi, who looked calm on the side, also walked together, but he was a beat slower than the former.

Zhao Rong strode up to the guards, waved his hand, and opened the lid in an instant.

With the sound of the lid slamming to the ground, everyone immediately stared at it.

I saw that inside this delicate food box, there were quietly lined up two...

hand?

It's a hand!

And jade refers to Qianqian.

The ten nails were also painted with red Kodan.

These jade hands, which should be women's, are very white and clean at this time, except for the blood-red severed wrist... the other parts seem...to have been washed.

And before turning green into a dead body, one index finger moved slightly reflexively!

Thus, it caused the little emperor to scream unconsciously again.

Zhao Rong frowned, feeling that this hand looked familiar.

And a boy in dragon robe who was so frightened that he almost peed his pants, not only familiar, but also 'familiar'!

The guard still kept kneeling on one knee, with his hands in a boxed posture, and his head buried, he didn't raise his head at all because of the movement on the field, and his tone remained calm:

"My lord also said, if it's fresh, please touch it while it's hot."

The little emperor: "!!!"

Zhao Rong and the others: "..."

At this moment, the smell of blood permeated the audience.

The air froze completely.

Chapter 465 The appointment of drinking wine, the regret of holding hands

Hangong, somewhere on the edge of the palace square.

There is a scene of dead silence, which is being staged.

Dozens of people stood or fell to the ground, all silent, looking at those fresh jade hands.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at it for a while, and felt that he shouldn't eat too much wonton stew this morning.

It's all Xiaoqian'er's fault for rushing all the ravioli stew in her bowl into his bowl.

"Well, the snacks sent by King Li Xian are quite interesting."

Zhao Rong chuckled and nodded, breaking the silence on the field.

He walked forward without thinking, picked up the lid, closed the food box, and then handed a look to a court lady next to him who looked brave enough.

The latter stepped forward with shaking legs, intending to take the food box.

However, the guard who bowed his head and knelt down to present the box shook his head and said: "The prince also said that as a man of the Li family, His Majesty will definitely be able to take it by himself."

Beside the little emperor, there were two girls who were inseparable from each other, one of them frowned, stood in front of the little emperor, and lightly reprimanded: "Bold slave, why did you talk to your majesty..."

But in the next second, the little emperor stretched out his hand and tugged on the sleeve of Qianyue Linu in front of him, interrupting her words.

At this moment, the boy in dragon robe had already stood up from the ground.

Most of the panic on his face had disappeared, and now he was in a kind of expressionless numbness.

He looked at the food box that was still warm, tried to open his dry lips a few times, and then said: "I... I'm fine."

Zhao Rong, Zhang Huizhi, the young guards, and the two Xianyueli daughters who were brought by the Dugu family all looked at the little emperor at the same time.

Watch intently.

The young man in the dragon robe lowered his head and patted his sleeves. When he raised his head again, there was a forced smile on his pale, fair face.

"Thank you, Uncle Huang... I must study hard."

He moved, stared at the food box, walked forward slowly, finally came to the young guard, and finished the food box himself.

Zhao Rong watched quietly.

As if being stung by the smell of blood, the little emperor turned his head slightly, not looking at the food box.

The young guard bowed to his feet.

The young man in dragon robe said in a young voice: "What's your name? I will reward you for making a hard trip for the emperor's uncle."

The young guard looked down, complimented and humbled a bit, then announced his name, calmly accepted some money from the maid, and left.

After he left, everyone on the field fell silent again.

Holding the food box, the little emperor walked slowly towards the imperial study without saying a word.

Zhang Huizhi stood up and ordered the maids and eunuchs to fetch the sedan chair.

He is the little emperor's teacher, and the little emperor respects him, so everyone listens to Zhang Huizhi now.

The little emperor boarded the sedan chair, and this time he didn't refuse again, saying that he was going to walk on his feet.

Everyone got busy and prepared to return to the imperial study.

Zhang Huizhi turned his head and cupped his hands at the young Confucian scholar who had been silent all this time.

"Mr. Zhao, would you like to go to the imperial study together? Today His Majesty happens to be studying poetry. Mr. Zhao's poems are excellent, so you can give your Majesty some pointers."

Zhao Rong nodded in agreement without much hesitation.

I don't care if it's a joke or not.

He turned his head and glanced at the young man in dragon robe sitting upright on the sedan chair. The food box was placed on his lap and was half held by his hand. The young man in dragon robe looked a little lost.

Zhao Rong nodded lightly, that's right, the beautiful hand that the young man had been dreaming about not long ago is now in the box on his lap.

Leave it alone.

This Li Mingyi... Zhao Rong looked down.

"Your Majesty has extraordinary courage today, far surpassing those of his peers." Zhang Huizhi said softly.

At this time, Zhao Rong and Zhang Huizhi Zhenghe followed the sedan chair, on their way back to the imperial study.

Seemingly satisfied with Zhao Rong's performance just now, Zhang Huizhi took the initiative to talk to Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong nodded slightly.

This brother Zhang was praising the little emperor's performance in the second half of the episode, and finally went to pick up the food box himself.

In fact, the initial embarrassment and panic are not so important. What is important is that after encountering this incident, you can calm down quickly and learn a lesson.

So after this incident, the little emperor should be able to grow a lot.

In fact, this is what Zhang Huizhi and he value...

Zhao Rong read lightly: "The foal of the tiger and leopard has the spirit of eating a cow without writing."

Zhang Huizhi continued: "The hub of the swan, the fledgling has the heart of the world"

The two academy students smiled tacitly.

The smile on Zhang Huizhi's face that looked like he was chopping with a knife and ax was fleeting, and he said in a firm tone:

"In time, His Majesty will surely be able to stand up to the late Emperor."

Zhao Rong raised his eyelids and looked at him.

Do you really want to be the emperor's teacher, helping the dragon to the top?

But it is also true that among all the Confucian scholars who aspire to official careers and yearn for strategies and peace, almost none of them do not want to be emperor teachers.

Throughout the ages, not only Confucian scholars, but all scholars of various schools of thought, want to display their ambitions and govern the world and the country. There are no more than two paths:

One from top to bottom.

One bottom up.

Regardless of whether it is the previous life or this world, the mainstream is the former, and it is even regarded as the only way, and scholars continue to follow.

As for the road behind, Zhao Rong has been studying recently, and looking at hundreds of schools, he really hasn't seen anyone taking this road, and there is no sign of it...

The so-called "top-down" is very simple. It is nothing more than assisting the top ruler, or becoming the ruler himself, and promoting the theory from top to bottom.

Radiating down from the top of the pyramid.

And in this secular dynasty, besides being a man born from heaven and rebelling to become the emperor, is there anything easier than being an emperor's teacher to "top down"?

At this moment, Zhao Rong nodded inwardly.