Since dressing like an emperor has nothing to do

☆·2 In the future, I will die from narcissism

In the imperial study room, the gentleman who is in charge of teaching me is surnamed Ruan. It is said that he is a well-known old scholar among the people and has a great reputation.However, I don't know the folks well, so I don't know if other people told me to come here. Anyway, I can hand in Mr. Ruan's homework, and I don't think it's too difficult.

Although Mr. Ruan was really pissed off at the beginning, I don't know whether Mr. Ruan adapted to my style of doing things, or Mr. Ruan was scared away by the queen mother when he wanted to beat me.

Anyway, the current situation is that teachers and students are harmonious, and the monarch and ministers are in harmony.

"The saint is here." Mr. Ruan was very happy to see me.

However, it was still the cold winter season, and as soon as the door of the imperial study was opened, a wind and snow came in directly.

Mr. Ruan shrunk his hands tightly to the cloak on his body, and hinted to me with crazy eyes that he is afraid of the cold, so he should close the door.I am the emperor, of course I will not move.But Wang Xifu was very attentive, he quickly closed the door, and called the servants to burn charcoal for warmth.

The indoor environment was instantly comfortable, and Mr. Ruan returned to a complacent look.

"Hello, sir." I am very polite and respect the old and the young.

He called my sage, and I called him Mr. What a harmonious teacher-student relationship~ Who would have thought that when Mr. Ruan first came, Mr. Ruan and I would be furious, and this nearly ancient gentleman raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows in anger.

My unrestrained thoughts were quickly pulled back by Mr. Ruan, who asked me, "The Holy One came early today."

I replied indifferently: "Today's morning court ends quickly, the country is safe and the people are safe, the country is safe and the people are safe."

There was sarcasm in this remark, Mr. Ruan and Zhen both knew in their hearts that the early court that should be presided over by the emperor should be "argued" by the empress dowager and Uncle Yi, and now the emperor of Daqi is more free than anyone else.

The idler emperor sat down in his seat, and Mr. Ruan sat down in the upper seat.

In Daqi, according to the rules of ordinary schools, there is no reason for students to sit in class, but I am the emperor, I don't care, I have to sit, and I have to sit in the C seat.Mr. Ruan was very dissatisfied at first, but the Empress Dowager even deprived him of the right to hit the student's palm, so he had no other ideas.

Whether Mr. Ruan is happy or not, I don't know, but I am happy.

The break-in period has long passed, and after they sat down, the two of them were not polite, and Mr. Ruan asked me to hand in the homework assigned yesterday.I pointed to Wang Xifu, who was pretending to be an invisible man next to me. Wang Xifu understood, took out a stack of papers from the bookcase he was carrying, and handed it to Mr. Ruan.

Mr. Ruan flipped through the rice paper, his expression gradually softened, with a little joy in his expression.I know that this means that I am satisfied with my homework.But I still have to complain, Mr. Ruan is really too dishonest.

After so many years of schoolwork, no matter how well my homework is done, Mr. Ruan's evaluation of the homework I handed in is a full 10-day round: satisfactory homework from the first to ninth grades, small criticisms on the tenth grade, and ten days. When it reaches nineteen, I am satisfied, and at twenty, I will criticize it. Continue to be satisfied from 21 to 29. If there is no thirty this month, then I will be able to listen to satisfactory answers until the ninth day of the lunar new year.

For this reason, I suspect that Mr. Ruan has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

So I intentionally scribbled and did my homework from the first to the ninth day of junior high school, and still got satisfactory comments. If I did my homework seriously on the tenth day of junior high school, I would still be criticized.

After getting this discovery, I don't bother to entangle Mr. Ruan about this matter anymore. After all, all the articles in the world are more or less desirable, and some of them are not.

Anyway, Mr. Ruan, since he was frightened by the empress dowager, he has become like a film king. Regardless of whether his acting skills are good or bad, he can put on an attitude anyway, and he has been pretending for ten years.Even if I tell the Empress Dowager about this matter, I may not be able to get any benefits, so I am also happy to be at leisure.

Homework is still done, if you are interested, do it seriously, if you are not interested, just come at will.

"Please teach me sir."

Seeing that the time was almost up, I took the initiative to speak.

Mr. Ruan stopped the performance and was satisfied. After hesitating for a moment, he gave me some pointers and praised: "It is really a great fortune for the country and the court to be able to think of this."

Mr. Ruan's rainbow fart skills are average, but there are not many people who can blow my rainbow farts. As one of the rare people, even if they don't blow it very well, I can only make do with it.After all, although I don't know if Mr. Ruan's knowledge is true or not, he must be much better than Wang Xifu.Well, another person who can blow my rainbow fart is Wang Xifu.

After listening to the rainbow fart, I felt comfortable physically and mentally, and Mr. Ruan began to brainwash me, oh no, I have to go to class.

"As a ruler, one should be aware of every detail, have a heart of love for the people, and a heart of trust for his courtiers..." Mr. Ruan is good in everything, the only bad thing is that he always uses my hopeless, future Look at me with the eyes of a would-be tyrant.

I am obviously a good socialist youth with healthy body and mind, the successor of communism, and the screw of the great revival.

Who would do what those tyrants and fools in history did?Tell me every day that Baosi died in Zhou Dynasty, Daji died in Shang Dynasty, Emperor Cheng died in Zhao family, Emperor Xiaowu died in the harem...

It's like I will definitely die because of a woman.

I scoff at this, even if I want to die because of beauty, I must die because of narcissism.

After all, it is an iron fact that I have grown a good skin after transmigrating!