Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"Damn! Let you make up, drink chicken soup as water, you deserve to bleed from the seven orifices, it's so satisfying!" Jiang Yanqing cursed, but her body held Junziyou downrightly, put him on the soft couch, and carried him chin, and wiped his nosebleed with a handkerchief.

The play is for outsiders to watch, no one knows better than him why Jun Ziyou bled, how far his illness has been protracted, how many days are left in his life, and how dangerous it is.

But he couldn't reveal half a word, even to the gentleman himself.

He glanced at someone in the corner out of the corner of his eye. When they met for the first time, Jun Ziyou gave the crown prince a slap in the face. Xiao Junze was completely frightened by him, and stood far away, afraid that he might make a mistake and get out again. What's wrong, don't rely on yourself.

His blood is easily misunderstood. Those who don't know the truth think that he beat Junziyou into such a virtue. Fortunately, no one will come to troublesome things at this time...

Before Jiang Yanqing finished thinking, she heard a "creak" sound of wooden wheels turning outside the house, turned her head and saw that the palace people retreated a few steps one after another, and Li Ying stopped in front of the door, looking at the several people with different things in the house .

Finally, his eyes fell on Xiao Junze, the atmosphere was freezing at the moment when their eyes met, the latter quickly looked away, seeing this reaction... It seemed that he was afraid of this Prime Minister who had just been reinstated.

After all, he is still a half-grown child, he has not been exposed to dirty things in the officialdom, and he doesn't know how to hide his thoughts. All emotions are written on his face, so that these old foxes who have become fine can see the clues at a glance.

Jun Ziyou stopped bleeding now, and was not surprised by Li Ying's uninvited arrival. He wiped the dried blood on his face with a soaked handkerchief, and there was a small patch of red under his nose, which made him groan in pain , "It's good to see the red, it's good to see the red, good luck..."

Li Ying gave him a blank look, knowing that someone didn't welcome him, and didn't bother to cross the threshold in front of him. He just took out a long and narrow brocade box from his wide sleeve and threw it to Jiang Linyuan, who was in a dilemma.

"Just passing by, here to give a congratulatory gift, and won't stay for long. The prince can rest assured that you will rarely meet me in the days to come. Even if you do meet by chance, I will stay away from you far away. Appreciation teacher It's a good thing, you don't have to make a bitter face, you should be glad that the person who became your mentor is Jun Shaoqing who is the most capable of keeping your crown prince in the court, hold his thigh tightly, and you will be safe and smooth in the future."

Leaving behind this unclear sentence, he turned around and left, without Junziyou's reminder, Jiang Linyuan handed the box to Xiao Junze, said "retire" and chased him out.

And the latter was holding the brocade box, like holding a piece of hot potato, he couldn't hold it, he couldn't put it away, he was in a panic and wanted Xiao Chenzi to take it.

"Li Xiang is so interested, the prince doesn't even want to see what's inside?" Jun Ziyou turned his body slightly, lying on his side on the soft couch with a rather feminine appearance, and played loudly at Xiao Junze who was at a loss Tongue, cold sweat slid off the latter's head.

"I... don't care about his things, it doesn't matter if you don't want them, if the teacher is curious, you can take them and have a look."

"Tsk, it's not for me. I took it apart and looked at it for nothing. Don't trap me in injustice, you boy."

Only then did he sit up slowly, and hooked his fingers at the young man who was not deeply involved in the world.

Xiao Junze didn't want to get a bad name of disrespecting teachers, at this juncture, there was absolutely no chance for anyone to pull him down from the position of crown prince, so even though he was conflicted in his heart, he still resisted the discomfort and went forward.

If Junziyou grabbed him by the neckline and forced him to approach him unexpectedly, what the man said next could be regarded as shocking.

"I know it's not your wish to be a teacher. To be honest, I don't want to spend all day with a little kid memorizing the teachings of Confucius and Mencius. If I have this time, I can go out and play with some young and good-looking young masters. Wouldn't it be fun? Since we Both of you have the same thoughts, so we are all the same, you don't need to treat me as a villain who hinders your freedom, and I don't want to follow your lead, it's too tiring, so let's make a deal?"

Xiao Junze was stunned when he heard this, he didn't know what kind of medicine he sold in the gourd, after all, this person was famous for his cunning and scheming, there might be eighteen hidden twists and turns in a seemingly simple sentence, forcing him to He had to be cautious, so he didn't dare to nod rashly.

However, after Junziyou let go, his face was sincere, and he looked at him eagerly, with a trace of innocence and pity.

"I have nothing to teach you. Don't kill people and set fires, and don't commit crimes. These principles that involve the bottom line of morality are things that the eunuchs and mothers in the palace chewed over and over again. You should hear calluses in your ears. Use Don't let me babble any more."

He paused, and then continued: "I don't know much about the principles of Confucius and Mencius, and the principles of Zhuang Lao, and I can't make up any decent experience with a knife resting on my neck, because I just don't follow the rules. People who do things don't follow the rules and etiquette, so I understand that the emperor asked me to be your tutor, not for me to teach you how to behave."

Xiao Junze has a simple mind, how can he play with him?He was deceived in a few words, and pursed his lips with a straight face, obviously moved, "Then father means..."

The man let go, and smoothed out the folds on the skirt of his clothes, and approached mysteriously, Xiao Junze seemed to be able to feel the subtle touch of his eyelashes on his face.

"So the emperor wants me to teach you... to fool around."

Hearing this, Xiao Junze swallowed his saliva, looked at his serious expression, for a moment he couldn't tell whether this person was talking nonsense to make fun of him, or if there was such a thing.

However, Junziyou is different from the young masters and nuns who taught him before, he didn't force into his mind some principles that a superior person should follow.

Xiao Junze was gifted and intelligent since he was a child, and he was cultivated by Emperor Yuan as the crown prince. As Gentleman You said, no matter whether it is knowledge or virtue, at his age, he has learned almost all of them. In the past, he should be taken care of. Political affairs, share the worries for Emperor Yuan.

But unfortunately, his father is too small-minded, and the dragon chair he finally sat on has not been warmed up, so he is reluctant to score him. In order to be happy for a few more years, he simply throws this kid out to play with the gentleman. After years of messing around, with such a vicious dog that bites everyone and no one else dares to provoke him, his prince will not be coveted by others.

After playing for a few years, Junziyou's lifespan is up, and after driving the crane back to the west, let the prince turn his grief and anger into motivation, take a few months of heart, and it will almost be a success.

At that time, Emperor Yuan would have had enough of himself, and pushed the mess out of his hands, and he would pick fairy grass, refine elixir, and find a fairy mountain to live forever.

This wishful thinking is done, and he simply doesn't take others seriously.

However, Junziyou is also a new existence to Xiao Junze. In the past, everyone who came into contact with him regarded him as the heir to the throne, or flattered or wooed him. The stuttering one was no different from the hungry dog ​​wagging its tail behind him.

But Junziyou has no distinction in his eyes, he will not take the initiative to get close to him, and he has no intention of taking advantage of him. Hanging out with him is purely for nonsense and for his own fun.

Xiao Junze felt that even if he was tepid and indifferent when he was in the East Palace, if one day he was unfortunate enough to fall, he would look at his past affection and help him when he was most miserable, and would not Abandon him.

This is the "emotion" and "righteousness" of Junziyou. He is not afraid of life or death, but he seeks to be worthy of his conscience.

It's a pity that he can't live a long life.If it weren't for the advantage that he didn't have a good life for a few years, his father would not have placed him by his side.

Xiao Junze wanted to sigh, but he had just let out a half breath, and was caught off guard by Junziyou's chin poke, so he had to hold back.

He squeezed his tongue that was almost bitten off, looking at the man in front of him who was different from others from bone marrow to skin, he was a little uncertain: "This is father..."

"If you are willing to listen to him, you won't be dispatched to me. Tell me, what did you do? You don't have to see me, and I can't hurt you."

I won't harm you... These are the most hypocritical words in the world, especially in Xiao Junze's ears.

He grew up in the deep palace since he was a child, and no one around him can trust him, even his father and brother who are related by blood. When will there be a fang with flesh and blood hanging on it, and it will devour you until there is not even a bone left for survival and profit.

But in front of Jun Ziyou, Xiao Junze felt that he was a peeled orange, from the outside to the inside, he could see everything at a glance, even a few thin threads hanging from his body, he could see clearly.

The prince clenched his fists tucked into his sleeves, and then relaxed after a while, knowing that he would not have any secrets in front of this person, so he lowered his eyes and sighed softly: "I... do have something to ask for."

Jun Ziyou raised his eyebrows: "Let's listen."

"I want to ask you...to help me investigate an old case."

It's an old case again, Jun Ziyou is puzzled, this brat is not old, if he knows what old cases, he has to investigate thoroughly, who can make him care so much?

He didn't ask, but waited for Xiao Junze, who was thirsty, to lick his lips, and then continued: "Master Ye Lanchen, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, his father... died strangely. Over the years, the officials of the court have kept silent, No one is willing to tell me what happened that year, and I think there must be something hidden behind his death."

Gentleman You never expected that this matter could be related to Ye Lanchen who seemed to be out of control, so he couldn't help guessing about the relationship between this kid and that person.

When he first arrived in the capital, Ye Lanchen was still watching the funeral of his late father, so it can be seen that Mr. Ye passed away six or seven years ago, what could he have with this little boy...

Thinking of this, he felt another "click" in his heart.

Seven years... Back then, Lin Xi entered the court after seven years of hibernation. Seven years later, he was tortured by Huan Yi and lost his life. The time limit for the old Hou Ye Qin Zhiyu to avenge him was exactly seven years, even when Jun Zian suspended animation. Years old, piles of piles, are they all just coincidences?

"Seven years... is really a hurdle that cannot be passed." He muttered, looking at Xiao Junze, who was a little at a loss, "Why do you think I will help you? You know, to overturn this kind of case It does me a lot of harm but not any benefit, if I offend anyone, I will take my own life."

Xiao Junze was also a little anxious, he panicked for a moment, "I know you can do it, because you don't have a few years to live, you are not afraid of death, you don't care at all!"

"..." Jun Ziyou frowned, wondering if there is such a brat who talks like that, "Get out, no big or small, who are you with?"

"Also, you have to help me. Because... King Jin was detained in the palace. If you don't help me, he will die."

The author has something to say: Calculate the seniority, the prince should be the prince's cousin, but this child doesn't look like him in the same generation, too pure and naive.

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~