The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

He was just kept in the dark.

And if you want to ask Yin Hongli what he doesn't know, why Wen Jue knows, of course it is because he has read this book. It was said before that the saltpeter was exported to Tianyao Kingdom, but it was not Wen Jue who found out. , It's just that he has read the novel and knew about such a thing, so he directly pointed it out.

Wen Jue talked with the emperor for a long time, until it was time for dinner in the palace, and the emperor stayed for dinner, and Wen Jue was able to leave the palace.

On the table, the emperor of the year of destiny couldn't help feeling depressed and drank a few more glasses of wine, and then he became a little drunk. He grabbed Wen Jue's hand and said: "I have been on the throne for more than [-] years, and the power has fallen away. There is hardly anyone around me who can be trusted. , worked hard for many years so as not to become a puppet emperor, but after all, you are always restrained. Aiqing, you are now my right-hand man. In this court, I only trust you. It is a pity that you were not born a few years earlier... Hey , if everyone is such a loyal minister of humerus like you, instead of the generation who fills their own pockets and makes money, how can this great merchant end up in this state!"

Wen Jue was shocked when he heard the emperor's words, and thought that the emperor was really drunk, otherwise how could he say such words!

After all, which emperor is not proud, exposing his incompetence and weakness in front of his courtiers like this, I only hope that after he sobers up, he will not think of this paragraph, otherwise Wen Jue will feel that he will be very troublesome.

"The imperial concubine is here—" Accompanied by a long summons, a beautiful woman in luxurious clothes walked in gracefully surrounded by two rows of maids in pink palace attire.

"The concubine kowtows to His Majesty." Concubine Qian Gui stood still in front of the emperor, bowed down and bowed gracefully.

The emperor squinted his eyelids and looked at the past. He couldn't even see people clearly under his blurred consciousness. He just waved his hand casually and said vaguely: "Aiqing lives forever."

A flash of embarrassment flashed across Concubine Qian's face, but she still stood up slowly, her gaze inadvertently swept across Wen Jue's hand held by the emperor, and her brows frowned involuntarily.

Concubine Qian Gui said, "General Wen is here too!"

"I have seen the imperial concubine." Wen Jue calmly withdrew his hand, stood up and saluted Qian Guifei.

Concubine Qian Gui said angrily: "No need, the general is now a famous person beside His Majesty, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear this gift." She really didn't understand why His Majesty valued this kid so much, if he hadn't met him back then With such a horribly disfigured appearance, she even suspected that this kid used some kind of seductive means to seduce His Majesty.

Because Wen Jue was favored by the emperor, he became a thorn in the side of many people. In this imperial city, he was used to such cynicism, and he just pretended that he didn't understand it and didn't take it to heart. Itching to deal with a few words, and then he left the palace.

When we returned to the Wen Mansion, the sky was already dark, and the mansion was brightly lit and very lively. As soon as Wen Jue stepped into the hall, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl ran to greet her: "Third brother, third brother , you are back, everyone is waiting for you for dinner." The girl said, and she was about to wrap Wen Jue's hand affectionately.

Wen Jue turned slightly to avoid the opponent's movements, and glanced into the living room, but saw that there were large and small boxes on the table on the floor, and Mrs. Qian was also holding one in her arms. Among these boxes were antique vases, golden Silver jewelry and even land deed real estate, all of which are of great value.

He could remember that this little girl never called him elder brother before, and sometimes even imitated Wen Deming to call him a bastard. Although Wen Jue didn't want to care about anything with a little girl, she had already learned it at a young age. He is really not fond of such arrogance and vitriol.

Wen Lian's face froze for a moment, but when she noticed Wen Jue's gaze, she graciously explained to him: "Third brother, these are all sent from the palace, and they are said to be rewards for our mansion. I heard from my father that you went out this time and made a great contribution, third brother, you are really amazing, you are a great hero in Lian Er's heart!"

Wen Jue heard her flattery finished, and said, "Nanxi, put all these things into the warehouse as usual."

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help but a hint of doubt flashed across their faces. They obviously didn't understand the meaning of Wen Jue's words, but soon, Nan Xi made them understand.

Nan Xi gave a command to a guard, and the guard went out, and brought seven or eight guards in in a blink of an eye, and moved all the gold, silver and treasures down, and even a guard walked up to Qian Shi and asked Qian Shi to hold it in his arms. He also handed over the jewelry box he was wearing.

Qian Shi subconsciously hid the things in her bosom, looking unwilling, but when she met Wen Jue's faint gaze, she suddenly felt cold, it was almost a conditioned reflex, and she was about to be hugged tightly by herself The box inside was pushed into the hands of the opposite guard, as if holding these things for a second would kill her.

Just waiting for it to go out, I reacted with another burst of heartache.

Not far away, Wen Lian saw this scene with a look of gloating in her eyes, and then quietly stuffed a gold bracelet she had just grabbed into her bosom.

However, just as she withdrew her hand from her bosom, a black shadow suddenly covered her head.

"Fifth Miss, please hand over your things."

Wen Lian looked at the tall man in front of her, subconsciously stepped back, and pretended to be stupid: "What, what?"

The guard said without losing face: "Miss Fifth hid the bracelet in her bosom just now, please don't make things difficult for your subordinates."

Wen Lian turned to look at Wen Jue, as if she wanted to pretend to be pitiful and beg for mercy, but when she saw Wen Jue's inhuman appearance, she was instantly discouraged.

She withdrew her gaze, gritted her teeth resentfully, then took out something from her bosom, and slapped it heavily on the guard's palm: "I'll just give it to you!"

Seeing that they had almost moved their things, Wen Jue said, "I have already had dinner with His Majesty in the palace, you don't have to wait for me, just do what you want."

After saying this, he went straight through the hall and headed for the backyard.

According to Wen Chongzhou's background, the position of General Protector has almost reached the peak. If the emperor wants to bestow him with some material things, although Wen Jue's father in his previous life did not give him much love, But it never made him worry about money. Wen Jue is not obsessed with money, but according to his current situation, it is a protracted battle to fight, and this battle may take more than a dozen of him. There are countless places that need to be paved over the course of two decades, and with these material foundations, Wen Jue's actions will be much smoother.

Back in the house, Wen Jue ordered Nan Xi to guard the door outside as usual, not letting anyone in, and then he left the mansion quietly.

When he first went out, he had a vague feeling that someone was following him. It was obvious that those people had ambushed him outside the mansion beforehand, but because Wen Jue's speed was so fast, they only followed for a short distance before losing sight of him. up.

Wen Jue changed his clothes outside as usual, and then went to the inn where Wang Ergou was placed.

When he was standing outside the inn, he vaguely felt a pair of eyes looking at him. When he looked up, he saw a small figure lying on the window sill, with his chin resting on his folded arms, a pair of big black eyes blinking. He looked at himself without blinking.

When Wen Jue looked over, the child suddenly showed a happy smile, and then raised his hand and waved vigorously at Wen Jue a few times.

After Wen Jue went upstairs, the door opened from the inside before knocking, Yin Wujiu stood inside the door, as if wishing to jump on Wen Jue: "Master, you are back."

Wen Jue's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of a stray kitten he had picked up on the street. The kitten was very shy at first, and hid in the corner when he entered the house, but after getting used to it, he would lie on the window sill every day She waited for her to come back from work, then rushed to his feet and rubbed them affectionately.

Wen Jue withdrew his wandering thoughts and said, "Have you ever used dinner?"

Yin Wujiu said: "I have eaten."

Wen Jue went to the table and sat down, unfolded the bundle in his hand on the table, and the child looked out curiously: "Paper, pen, book, wood... Hey, what is this?" The child pointed One, with a low grunt, pointed to the big black thing and stuck the shell for a moment.

Wen Jue said, "This is an inkstone, and that one is not called wood, but a paperweight?"

Yin Wujiu picked up the two long strips and knocked on the table, said: "It's just wood!"

Wen Jue couldn't explain it to him, so he spread out the paper on the table, and then pressed it with a paperweight. There was ready-made water in the teapot on the table. He grinded the ink, and then picked up the pen and wrote on the paper. A few words.

Yin Wujiu didn't know a single big character, so after staring at it for a while, he couldn't see any other ways except that Wen Jue's handwriting was beautiful, let alone what Wen Jue wrote, it was written by Wen Jue He didn't know whether these words were good or not.

When Wen Jue made the last stroke, he handed the brush to Wang Ergou and said, "Try it."

"I, I won't!" Yin Wujiu suddenly panicked, looking very at a loss.

Wen Jue said, "I know you won't."

"Then you still let me write it!" Yin Wujiu reflexively said.

Wen Jue raised his hand and slapped it, but when he fell, he saw the child close his eyes and shrink his neck in fright, a pair of small hands hanging by his side clenched into fists, and the slap that was about to fall stopped in the air again.

"Remember what I said to you?" Wen Jue said seriously.

Yin Wujiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, he hesitated and said: "No, no swearing."

"Just remember." Wen Jue dropped his hand, tapped the rice paper on the table with his fingers, and said, "If you do it again in the future, I will punish you severely."

Yin Wujiu subconsciously asked: "What are you going to punish me for?"

Wen Jue's eyes fell on the dried up self on the rice paper, and said, "I will punish you to copy these three words a hundred times."