Chao Yu Jie

There was silence in the East Palace.

On the ground was the jade lamp that was smashed by the prince, but it seemed that he felt the prince's anger, and no one stepped forward to clean it up.

After a while, someone reached out to pick up the broken cup, and the maid at the side quickly picked it up and left the hall.

"Calm down the prince," said the man.

Yin Luanchao frowned and looked at him, and said, "All achievements fall short."

Counselor Zuo rubbed his temples slightly, and persuaded: "The prince is the heir apparent, so there is no need to be in a hurry."

The crown prince shook his head, calmed down after a while, and said slowly: "Yin Hecheng and Yin Hongzhao have already been crowned kings, but the emperor has not let them go to the fief for so long, so I can't help but make Guduo plan.

There are countless relatives, ministers, and cliques at home and abroad. If you take it lightly at this time, it will become a serious problem in the future. "

Liang Zhanping listened calmly, and thought to himself that the favor of the Marquis of Xiangyang, who has been favored for many years, cannot be easily removed by a trivial matter. Rather than being an enemy, it is better to win him over, and it will not be too late when he is on the throne.But seeing Yin Luanchao's chest rising and falling, he couldn't calm down, and swallowed back the words he wanted to persuade.

But I thought in my heart: The prince is too irritable, and this court is not a cake, so he can be manipulated at will.Although I am old now, and I am not stupid, I don't know what to think if I see it in my eyes?

One day, Wen Zhuo was listening to Mr. Yang's lecture, when Shuqin came to deliver tea, he saw that Shizi was listening with his mouth slightly open, and he thought he was dazzled.Old Mr. Yang squinted his eyes and sipped his tea, looked at Wen Zhuo in front of him, and felt a little proud, then looked at the crooked words on the white threaded paper on the case, his face turned black, and he scolded: "What are you thinking about? Don’t sit up straight and practice calligraphy.”

Old Mr. Yang has a straightforward temper, and once he said the words, he felt a little regretful, lest he would lose his temper.Unexpectedly, Wen Zhuo adjusted his sitting posture without making a sound, sat upright and picked up his pen, feeling satisfied in his heart.

This Yang Xuezhi Mr. Yang is Wen Zhuo's current teacher.The old gentleman is very knowledgeable at his age, and he has many disciples. He lives a very leisurely life. He didn't want a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and the Marquis of Xiangyang fell in love with him.

Wen Zhuo's reputation in Beijing has long been passed down by word of mouth from a few old gentlemen who have suffered accidents, and he is a model of rebelliousness.Yang Xuezhi thought in his heart that once he gave birth to a man and became a talent, who would have suffered such a calamity when he was old, he was quite depressed.However, due to the power of the Marquis of Xiangyang, he had no choice but to submit, so he came here reluctantly, so the son of Xindao was stubborn and just perfunctory.

Unexpectedly, Shizi has been replaced.Yang Xuezhi has been teaching for a few days, but this son looks submissive and speaks rationally. It can be said that he respects the teacher and emphasizes teaching. The old man has no complaints.

Speaking of Chen Rui, he is mediocre and has no special advantages, but his personality is much more docile than his peers.His parents are both working-class, raising two brothers, and the financial pressure has always been great.Chen Rui also has an older brother who was smart, sensible, outgoing and cheerful since he was a child, but when it came to Chen Rui, he was a dull gourd, introverted, and only knew how to read books every day.His elder brother was admitted to a prestigious university and received a scholarship. After graduation, he joined a foreign company and worked in a foreign company. He was very proud of Chen's parents.However, Chen Rui took the second exam, and also learned the not-so-popular history.If people's fingers are long or short, parents naturally have a preference for brothers.Although Chen Rui can feel it, it is also true that his brother is excellent.He knows how to honor his parents, but with his elder brother's sharpness, these actions naturally appear extraordinarily clumsy.This summer vacation, because the school was far away from home, Chen Rui didn't want to spend money to go home. He wanted to work in a restaurant, but he couldn't hold back Zhao Meng, so he followed him and a group of donkey friends up the barren hills. It was a girl's feet that day. He slipped and was about to fall down the cliff, but he saved the girl, but he exerted too much force, and the stones under his feet suddenly loosened, which led to the tragedy.

Although he left his family, there should be no need to worry if his brother is here, Chen Rui thought.

After all, Chen Rui is a modern person, and he was not raised by a scholarly family.Although the learning attitude is correct, calligraphy is not an overnight achievement.Mr. Yang knew that he had bumped his head, and he never took reading seriously, so now he just plans to give a rough account of the Four Books and Five Classics.Seeing that he was still dissatisfied after practicing calligraphy, he gave a lot of homework and then left.

When Shuqin saw it, he couldn't avoid flattering him, because of Wen Shu's injustice.It turned out that the son now knows how to work hard, and his writing has improved a lot compared to before. Mr. Yang felt that the prodigal son turned around and he had contributed a lot, so he praised Xiangyang Hou for a few words.Wen Shiyu has been worrying about his son for a while, and every time the Qingliu party speaks in the court, it is full of cynicism, and now Wenzhuo can be appreciated by the old scholar Yang Xuezhi in just a few days. Self-satisfied, he only kept a secret, and treated Mr. Yang a little more politely.

Wen Zhuo almost laughed when he heard this, but he felt Wen Shiyu's loving father's state of mind, and his heart was a little complicated.