Dressed as a high-risk occupation

Jiang Wen'an's heart moved, he directly embraced the fifth prince's shoulder, and said to Huo Qing: "Sorry, I don't need it."

"You...why don't you want to make progress?"

"???"

Why is it getting so involved?

Jiang Wen'an was speechless.

"Well, Master Guoshi, do you just want to tell me this?"

Huo Qing looked at him and nodded.

"Oh. Then I get it, that's it, let's go first."

Jiang Wen'an slipped away with his arms around Shen Yan, and Huo Qing's voice came from behind: "Jiang Wen'an, come to me whenever you regret it, I don't want to see you degenerate like this."

"..." Jiang Wen'an let go of his hands and covered his ears.

In my impression, aren't those national teachers in TV dramas all sinister and cunning?How could this person be so naive when he said such things in public?

Jiang Wen'an really doubted how he became a national teacher.

At night, the cool wind blows through the chimney above the kitchenette, blowing away the steaming mist.

Neither of them was full at the banquet, Jiang Wen'an cooked noodles, and fried eggs were added to the bowl.

At the dinner table, Jiang Wen'an put all the vegetables into Shen Yan's bowl.

"Mister said you can't be picky eaters."

Jiang Wen'an paused with his chopsticks, and said guiltily, "I'm not a picky eater. You are growing up. Eating more vegetables is good for your health."

Shen Yan obviously didn't buy it, so he pinched it back for him.

Jiang Wen'an: "..."

"Okay, okay, let's eat first."

Jiang Wen'an liked almost anything spicy. There was no variety of chili sauce here. He felt that such noodles were soulless, and he couldn't eat them after a few bites. On the contrary, Shen Yan ate them with relish.

There are big fish and big meat these days, but Shen Yan seems to prefer to eat the noodles he cooked in clear soup.

The little guy hadn't finished eating when he heard a voice from outside, a palace lady came in and announced: "Your Highness Fifth, Mr. Jiang, the emperor's reward has arrived."

Jiang Wen'an immediately stood up and wiped the little guy's mouth, and the two went out to receive the reward.

Unexpectedly, the person who came was Eunuch Chen, followed by several eunuchs, all holding rewards in their hands.

Eunuch Chen read out the names of the rewarded items one by one, then looked at Jiang Wen'an: "Mr. Jiang, according to the emperor's dictation, His Highness the Fifth Highness was unwell and recuperated in the Nongxue Pavilion for a long time. Now he should be recovering, and it is time to go to school in the spring."

When the emperor said this, he was giving the father and son a step down from each other, and Jiang Wen'an didn't break it, and happily gave the order.

After receiving the order, Shen Yan returned to Zhishantang to study again, but now the emperor's attitude towards him has changed, and the princes even regarded him as a thorn in the flesh.

Jiang Wen'an had to be stricter with him in the school, and taught him to keep a low profile and learn to endure.

On this day, Jiang Wen'an arranged for the princes to write articles in class.

The princes were writing articles, and Jiang Wen'an patrolled the school, occasionally stopping by a prince's side to watch for a while.

There are a total of six princes studying here, and the rest are either too old or too young, so there are not many people, so Jiang Wen'an usually reads their articles on the spot, focusing on each person's unique flaws and sharing them with everyone. Analyze and teach the misunderstandings.

Jiang Wen'an read their articles one by one and began to comment.

He always praised the prince more than criticized, because the prince was still dissatisfied with him about solving the puzzle on the day of the banquet, Jiang Wen'an didn't try to please him, but he still gave him enough face when commenting on the article .

The same is true for other princes, Jiang Wen'an always picks out small flaws first, and then praises them from other aspects in different ways, so that those princes only remember the part that was praised later, and they don't feel ashamed.

There was only one exception in the past, and that was Shen Yanzhao.

Shen Yanzhao usually feels sleepy when he reads a book, and he gets a headache when he writes, and what he writes is messed up.

Because it was his uncle, Jiang Wen'an didn't get used to him, criticizing what should be criticized and what should be scolded.

After reading Shen Yanzhao's article, Jiang Wen'an heaved a sigh of relief, trying to relieve the depression in his heart.

"Understood, the teacher taught me the lesson." Shen Yanzhao just talked about it, sticking out his tongue behind his back, and the next time the article handed in is still the same mess.

Today there was another exception. Shen Yan's article was placed under the sin. Jiang Wen'an read it for a while, and after a few comments, he asked him to go up and take it down.

"Okay, let's open the book next..."

……

One morning finally passed, the sound of the eunuch ringing the bell outside the door woke up the drowsy princes, Shen Yanzhao was dozing off, and was so frightened that he knocked his head on the table.

Jiang Wen'an looked at Shen Yan who had been sitting upright, feeling very relieved.

"That's all for today, let's all go back."

The princes stood up to thank Mr. Xie, but they didn't leave immediately.

The accompanying readers were packing up their pens, ink, papers and inkstones and tidying up the table, while several of them gathered together to make a noise.

The sixth prince approached the prince and raised his voice: "Your highness is indeed very talented, every time you write an article, you will be praised by the master."

As he spoke, he kept glancing at Shen Yan, who was sitting at the end, and pointed out: "Unlike some people who don't know what to write, two comments are a luxury, and I'm afraid they don't even deserve one." .”

Jiang Wen'an was sorting out the book case, when he heard this, he raised his eyes and looked over.

The crown prince sneered: "You don't have to rely on luck to write an article. It's not something that can be written by mistake."

Jiang Wen'an's eyes fell on Shen Yan.

The little guy turned a deaf ear, and quietly washed the brush by himself.

Jiang Wen'an smiled slightly.

Seeing that the companions had finished clearing the table and stood by, he hurriedly said: "Your Highness, I still have to go to the racecourse in the afternoon, why don't you go back to have dinner first, and rest for a while before you can be refreshed in the afternoon."

The princes left.

Shen Yanzhao hadn't spoken to him until now, but when he saw that there were fewer people, he started to join Jiang Wen'an again.

He dawdled and acted coquettishly again, humming and chirping: "Uncle, why are you criticizing me again, can't you praise me once?"

Jiang Wen'an glanced at him, stacked the books, and said, "That also depends on your article having something worthy of praise."

"Where is there nothing worthy of praise?" He read in bits and pieces: "Didn't you praise a lot about His Royal Highness's articles? It's fine to say that the words are well written, but what are you talking about? The length of the article is just right, and the format is strict. Didn't I do this as required?"

"..." Jiang Wen'an was speechless.

Isn't this a boastful boast?

"Oh, you don't understand." Jiang Wen'an patted Shen Yanzhao's mellow shoulder, and said mysteriously, "Uncle hopes that you can do better. Strict teachers make good students, understand?"

"Okay, don't you have to go horseback riding in the afternoon? Why don't you go back for dinner?"

Shen Yanzhao hummed, and said pitifully, "I don't want to go, uncle, otherwise I won't go, okay?"

"You tell the gentleman over there that I'm not feeling well, so I won't go today, okay?"

Shen Yan sat in his seat, silently watching the interaction between the two, with unpredictable emotions in his eyes.

Jiang Wen'an was still urging him.

"no!"

"Who said you have to lose weight?"

"Huh? Didn't you say that you want to marry a wife for fear that people will look down on you? You can lose weight by riding horses and archery more."

"..."

Finally persuaded him to leave, Jiang Wen'an shook his head and laughed, and went to Shen Yan's side.

"Let's go, go back and eat delicious food."

Shen Yan was only allowed to go back to Zhishantang to attend lessons, and he couldn't take the riding and archery class with them in the afternoon.

Fortunately, Jiang Wen'an had already made second-hand preparations, and Shen Yan felt so at ease.

He walked slowly behind Jiang Wen'an, his eyes dim.

When Jiang Wen'an turned his head back, he regained his innocent appearance, looking at him with clear eyes.

Jiang Wen'an seemed to have remembered something, and took his shoulders to let the little guy walk with him.

"I didn't praise you today, do you know why?"