How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

Guo Tianheng's scream frightened Zhang Yuheng so much that his body trembled, and the piece of paper in his hand also shook and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Xie Chengze retracted his head quickly enough, otherwise he would have been killed at best, or his head would have been stuck in there and unable to be pulled out.

He turned to look at Guo Tianheng, showing an innocent smile, "Guo Tiling, what a coincidence, you are also sleepwalking in the middle of the night?"

Guo Tianheng: ???

You are sleepwalking! Don't think you can get away with it like this!

No, that's not the point.

Guo Tianheng strode over, looked at Zhang Yuheng, and then looked at the Book of Heavenly Decree.

"Did you just open the Book of Divine Revelation?"

Zhang Yuheng put his hands behind his back, lowered his head and nodded, admitting his mistake with a very good attitude.

Xie Chengze on the side quickly said, "Guo Tiling, don't punish him. I was the one who insisted on dragging them in."

"We'll talk about this later." Guo Tianheng glanced at Su Qinghe, who was the most well-behaved. He didn't expect that he would follow these two people and do such a stupid thing. "You guys go out first."

Xie Chengze quickly and obediently pulled Zhang Yuheng and Su Qinghe out. When they reached the door, he did not forget to ask, "Guo Tiling, do I need to leave the door open for you?"

"close!"

Guo Tianheng was speechless.

Xie Chengze immediately closed the door obediently.

After the door was closed, Guo Tianheng immediately reached out to pull the Book of Heaven's Decree, but he couldn't open it no matter what he did, and was even pulled by the silk thread on it.

He gritted his teeth in pain and pulled his hand back, wondering, "Could it be that Zhang Yuheng is the real Heavenly Supervisor that Master mentioned?"

It seems that his idea of ​​training Zhang Yuheng to be the next generation of Ti Ling was not wrong.

The child has great talent in astronomy and geography.

but……

Your Highness, did you see the page of the oracle that stated that he is a lucky star?

He probably didn’t see it... After all, the Second Prince looked very normal just now. If he had seen it, he would definitely not be so calm.

Thinking of this, Guo Tianheng felt relieved.

Before leaving, he tried to pull the Book of Heaven's Decree again, but was pulled by the thread again, so he gave up.

-

Outside the secret door.

"Is Guo Tiling angry?" Su Qinghe felt a little guilty. After all, Guo Tiling was very nice to him.

"He doesn't look angry." Of course, it may be because of his status as the national teacher that he didn't show it. Xie Chengze thought, it seems that he has to try to tinker with an astronomical telescope to appease Guo Tiling.

Xie Chengze was extremely fortunate that he was a rich second-generation in modern times and had developed many hobbies and interests that required "spending money" to experience.

Just like the gunpowder in the past...

The professor was totally inhuman. Seeing that he had a good talent for chemistry, he told him the secret recipe for "boiling shit". As a result, every time he went to the toilet during those few days, he had an inexplicable feeling...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Yuheng again.

Zhang Yuheng: ...?

"Your Highness, have you just seen the poem about your revelation from heaven?" Su Qinghe thought of the last revelation from heaven and couldn't help but ask Xie Chengze.

Xie Chengze paused for a moment, then smiled with narrowed eyes, "Well, it's well written~"

"What is it about?" Su Qinghe couldn't help but ask curiously, thinking that it must be an excellent poem.

"Hmm... ahem," Xie Chengze cleared his throat and then chanted a poem, "The lucky star sent by heaven must be favored to the utmost, and the immortals must not waste their energy. Chengze was born to be useful~ Even if all my money is spent, it will come back!"

Su Qinghe tilted his head and tried to understand, "Are you saying that you are a treasure bowl?"

Zhang Yuheng took out a small notebook and said, "It looks like that~"

The Second Prince went to Yizhou, spent all his money, came back to raid the Ministry of Revenue, and became rich again; went to Liaozhou, spent all his money, came back to raid the homes of traitors, and became rich again; went to Pingcheng, and spent all his money...

Zhang Yuheng rubbed his chin. Eh, is the house going to be confiscated again?

"Okay! We should go back to bed!"

Xie Chengze urged, pushing the two of them towards the dormitory, "See you tomorrow!"

After sending the two back, Xie Chengze turned and left the Tianjian Division.

Of course, he didn't have to live in Jiantiansi, after all, he had to accompany Xie Jinyu to sleep every night. Oh, and of course, he had free sleeping space with a five-day sleep schedule and two-day rest, so he would sleep in Chenghuan Palace these two days.

The one who brought him here today was Wuhen, who was waiting at the foot of the Heavenly Steps of the Heavenly Monitoring Division. When he saw Xie Chengze open the door and walk out, he flew up to the Heavenly Steps and soon landed in front of Xie Chengze.

Xie Chengze closed the door and climbed onto Wuhen's back skillfully, "Go home~"

Wuhen stretched out his arm, grabbed his thigh, and with a leap of light skill, he stepped into the night.

On a summer night, the cool breeze made Xie Chengze feel comfortable. He looked at the stars in the sky. At a certain moment, he suddenly lowered his head and asked Wuhen in his ear, "Wuhen, do you have any dreams? Or something you dream of?"

The soles of his boots stepped silently on the tiles of the palace. The black veil tied in front of his eyes swayed slightly in the wind, which made him look like a martial artist. Hearing this, he tilted his head slightly and said, "It is my dream that Your Highness can live a hundred years."

Xie Chengze was slightly startled.

He tried to raise the corners of his lips, but kept them halfway up. His gaze slowly moved away, and his arms unconsciously wrapped around Wuhen's neck.

"In fact, living that long is meaningless." He whispered, "When I'm 60, I'll definitely be full of illnesses, complaining about pain here and there every day. Not only will I have to pinch my nose and take Chinese medicine every day, but I'll also become uglier and uglier..."

Wuhen thought about it seriously, "Then live to be sixty...sixty-one without any illness or disaster?"

Xie Chengze laughed out loud at being amused.

"Besides this?" Xie Chengze asked, "Don't involve me, it's about your wish."

But everything about him is him.

Wuhen thought to himself that he just wanted His Highness to be well and not leave again.

Wuhen thought for a long time before saying, "I hope that every New Year, I can eat dumplings made by Your Highness himself."

This is not difficult.

Xie Chengze secretly took note, "What else?"

Can I have another one?

Wuhen finally thought of one with great effort, but couldn't think of a second one at the moment. In the end, he could only ask for a small benefit for himself and Wuji's selfishness, "Can you give one of the eight days of rest every month to me and Wuji?"

Xie Chengze: “…”

Why do you like to sleep with someone in your arms?

What hobbies?!

Seeing that Xie Chengze didn't respond for a long time, Wuhen quickly said, "I was just talking casually."

"It's not impossible..." Xie Chengze also knew that Wuhen and Wuji had no desires or requests. It was obviously the only wish in their hearts that Wuhen could make this request.

It doesn’t matter, there are still seven days!

-

There are only five days left.

Since Xie Chengze did not need to attend court when there was no important matter, he took advantage of the time when Xie Jinyu was leaving the court to go to the imperial study to review memorials. He squatted outside the palace and caught Xie Shoujun and Xie Zimiao who were leaving the court. By the way, he captured a regular working version of Shen Yuan.

The four of them met outside the palace to drink some wine. During the conversation, they mentioned their wishes. Xie Zimiao immediately said, "Second brother! Can you give me one of those eight days?"

Xie Chengze:?

Xie Chengze couldn't help but turn and look at Xie Shoujun, expecting him to give a different answer.

Xie Shoujun: "Me too."

Xie Chengze: ...

Day by day.

Xie Chengze glanced at Shen Yuan intentionally or unintentionally, and said casually, "Master Shen, don't you want to sleep with me too?"

"Pfft-cough cough cough!"

Shen Yuan, who had just taken a sip of wine, choked on his throat. He raised his sleeve to cover his face and started coughing. After he moved his arm away, his entire handsome and noble face had turned red from coughing.

Oh, it’s the blushing limited edition Shen Yuan.

This word flashed through Xie Chengze's mind.

"I don't have any big wishes." Shen Yuan took a few sips of tea to suppress the spiciness in his throat, and then said lightly, "I just hope that the State Master will not give up those two days."

Hearing this, Xie Zimiao slammed the table and stood up, shouting, "Minister Shen, you are so shameless!"

Shen Yuan raised his cup slightly, his expression unchanged, "It's not as good as the two princes making random wishes without considering the status and reputation of the state teacher."

If the Imperial Preceptor sleeps in the Funing Palace, where your Majesty now resides, you can still use the excuse of discussing state affairs. But if the Imperial Preceptor sleeps in Prince Gong’s Mansion and Prince Rui’s Mansion, what can you use to excuse yourself?

Talk about state affairs?

That was clearly a rebellion.

"Second brother~look at him!" Xie Zimiao started to act coquettishly again.

Xie Shoujun, who was standing by, was holding a glass of wine and watching the farce with a smile.

Thanks to Shen Yuan's efforts, the five-day holiday was finally changed back to a seven-day holiday. Xie Zimiao's wish became that Xie Chengze would come to see him and Xiaobai often, and Xie Shoujun's wish became to make up for the birthday gifts that he had missed in the past ten years.