Dressed as a high-risk occupation

During this trip, the marriage between the crown prince and Princess Suoya has not been finalized, and the crown prince doesn't seem to take it seriously, so he can do whatever he wants, and the romance is as usual.

In a blink of an eye, it was almost time for the prince's sixteenth birthday banquet.

Jiang Wen'an looked at the list in his hand, thinking about what gift Shen Yan should give the prince.

Shen Yan was reading the military book at the side, and seeing him frowning and thinking, he couldn't help but said: "You don't need to worry too much."

"You can't lose your courtesy."

In the end, he took out a night pearl with a base inlaid with the South Sea Merman's tears from "Jiang Wen'an"'s small private warehouse.

The prince must have no shortage of precious things, but the Ye Mingzhu is already precious, and with such an exquisite and rare base, it would not be too embarrassing to think about it.

As a teacher himself, he prepared a set of ancient books.

Shen Yan looked at it and was a little unhappy, "Mister has never given me such a good ancient book."

Jiang Wen'an knew that his family was always jealous, so he smiled and said, "Isn't the book I gave you enough in the past?"

Shen Yan said that there are no such good things prepared for the prince.

Speaking of which, Shen Yan's 14th birthday will be here in a few months, I'm afraid he hasn't had a birthday banquet since Concubine Tong passed away.

Jiang Wen'an thought that he would have to make up for it by then.

On the day of the crown prince's birthday banquet, the palace was organized in a big way, and the whole palace was filled with joy, which shows how the crown prince is favored.

That night, the emperor personally bestowed the marriage chief envoy's daughter as the crown princess.

Jiang Wen'an was wondering, he remembered that the princess concubine in the original text seemed to be the prime minister's concubine, even though she was a concubine, she somehow had some relationship with the prime minister.

But the chief envoy was both a foreign official and a civil servant, and his official position was not high, so he didn't know why the emperor pointed to this marriage.

The prince seemed a little stunned, but he didn't dare to resist the order, so he had to lead it.

In doing so, the emperor presumably had his own plans.

Jiang Wen'an couldn't see through the emperor's heart, but he could guess a thing or two.

It can only be because the emperor has taken precautions against the prince.

He was thinking, but suddenly found that everyone's eyes were on him, even Shen Yan looked at him with a heavy face.

Jiang Wen'an looked forward, and found that the emperor and the prince were also looking at this side, as if they were waiting for his reply.

Seeing him in a daze, the prince repeated it again.

"Recently, I have benefited a lot from Mr. Jiang's teaching. I implore my father to allow Mr. Jiang to be promoted to the crown prince and grand teacher, so that I can give my advice. As for the younger brothers, it is good for me to find another teacher to teach me."

The emperor was in a high position with drooping eyes, looking at Jiang Wen'an without emotion, and said without any fluctuations in his tone: "What does Jiang Aiqing think?"

Jiang Wen'an was naturally unwilling, he thought quickly.

Shen Yan looked at him, and unconsciously tightened his palms.

Fortunately, the emperor did not ask him to give an answer immediately.

"That's all. Let you go back and think about it carefully. Today is the crown prince's birthday party, so please sit down first."

Jiang Wen'an breathed a sigh of relief, but was still absent-minded until the end of the banquet.

Does the emperor want him to be a prince or grand teacher or not?

Jiang Wen'an couldn't see through the meaning behind his expression, so he could only guess.

Shen Yan followed him back, feeling uneasy along the way.

Back at Nongxue Pavilion, Shen Yan followed him into the room.

Jiang Wen'an was thinking.

"Jiang Wen'an" why a number one scholar doesn't have any real job, just stay in the palace and give him a false title to teach the princes, it can only be because the emperor doesn't trust him.

It is certainly a good thing that the former dynasty and the rear palace are inextricably linked. The situation in the rear palace can strengthen the situation in the court, but there is also another situation. threaten.

"Jiang Wen'an" was originally the younger brother of Imperial Concubine Ying, and her elder sister was favored in the harem. If her younger brother was also highly regarded in the court, it would be inevitable that the family would bully others. If it grew stronger, the consequences would be disastrous.

In the past, he was so guarded against him, how could he let him cling to the line of the prince now?

Jiang Wen'an's identity is already too special, since he is the mother-in-law of the fourth prince, and has such a close relationship with the fifth prince by accident, if he becomes the prince and grand teacher again, wouldn't he be able to use various forces to mess with him in the future? Yanjing Fengyun?

Perhaps there is another layer, the balance of succession in the emperor's heart has been swayed, and it may not still be inclined to the prince's side.

The prince already has the support of the national teacher around him, his biological mother is the queen, and his mother's family is a family of brave generals, so the power is already so powerful.

I'm afraid the emperor has to guard against it.

No matter what the situation is, Jiang Wen'an shouldn't send himself into the fire pit at this time.

"Sir, sir?" Shen Yan frowned, looking at him worriedly.

When Jiang Wen'an came back to his senses, he had already made a decision in his heart.

"what happened?"

Shen Yan's eyes were full of loneliness, and he asked him: "Does the master not want me anymore?"

"Ah? No! I won't want you." Only then did Jiang Wen'an realize that he had been thinking silently all the way, afraid that he might scare the little guy, so he quickly comforted him with anger, and told him all the plans in his heart. .

"Yeah." Shen Yan felt better now, grabbed Jiang Wen'an's robe and whispered, "Then Mr. will sleep with me tonight, okay?"

"Ah? Are you still not used to being in your own room?"

"No." Shen Yan twitched, raised his eyes to look at him pitifully: "I just want to, can't I?"

The little guy made him fair and cute recently, Jiang Wen'an looked at him as if he was looking at his own son, seeing his pitiful appearance almost melted his heart, how could he refuse, so he slept in his room Down.

The next day Jiang Wen'an went back to the emperor, and said that he was too busy to teach the fifth prince now, and his nephew also needed a lot of care, so he might not be able to do it.

He spoke earnestly, and in the end he even resigned from the duty of teaching the princes.

The emperor expressed regret, but also approved one by one.

Jiang Wen'an observed his expression carefully, and watched his brows stretch, presumably following his wishes.

This hurdle was passed, so he also had a lot of free time.

Naturally, the emperor would not come forward to make bad faces, so Jiang Wen'an could only reject the prince himself.

Although the prince is dissatisfied at the moment, he can't force him.

Jiang Wen'an no longer teaches the princes, so naturally he has no reason to live in the palace anymore, but... what should Shen Yan do?

What can I do to get the emperor to allow Shen Yan to follow him out of the palace?

At night, Jiang Wen'an lay on the bed with his head resting on his arms.

Shen Yan didn't know why in the past few days, every night she hugged the pillow to ask her husband to apply the ointment, and after applying the ointment, she would always sleep with her husband.

He dawdled close to Jiang Wen'an, reached out and pulled his clothes: "What are you thinking, sir?"

The night was dark, only a few wisps of moonlight scattered from the small window, casting a hazy veil on the people in the house.

Jiang Wen'an lay on his side, reached out to touch the little guy's head, and rubbed it twice.

"If I go, I mean if, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Yan's face had already darkened. He lowered his voice and said coldly, "Where do you want to go, sir?"

Before Jiang Wen'an could speak, his hand was grabbed by the little guy's backhand. Only then did he realize that Shen Yan's hand was so strong that he couldn't break it away.

Before he could think too much, Shen Yan had crashed into his arms, entangled him like an octopus.

"No." He was short of breath: "Don't go."

Jiang Wen'an was taken aback by his violent reaction, but just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a wetness in the pit of his neck, and there was a low sobbing sound in the silence.

Jiang Wen'an was completely stunned, originally wanted to tell him that he had already asked the emperor to resign, but now he didn't dare to say it again.

Besides, he wasn't sure if Shen Yan was willing to give up everything to go out of the palace with him, even if Shen Yan was willing, he didn't know if the emperor would, if not, why give him this hope?

He raised his hand to caress the little guy's back, and patted it lightly: "Don't cry."

He really doesn't know how to coax children, so he can only talk like this dryly.

But he knew that one day he would leave.

It is impossible for him to accompany Shen Yan for the rest of his life.

"Even if I'm gone one day, you still have to...well..."

The side of the neck was bitten, and Jiang Wen'an realized that he had just unconsciously said something stupid, and quickly stopped his mouth when he recovered.

It hurt a little, the little guy hit hard.

Jiang Wen'an felt that the side of his neck was wet from his crying.

He secretly scolded himself as an asshole, and was about to say something to comfort the little guy, but he suddenly held his hands down.

The little guy lay on top of him and raised his half body to look at him.

Under the moonlight, his eyes filled with tears.

"You want me to be emperor, don't you?"

Jiang Wen'an nodded blankly.

He was a little choked up, but he still looked at Jiang Wen'an stubbornly: "Okay, I promise you."

"I'm trying... to study hard. Can you... can you not go?"

The tear box could no longer be closed, so he could only use one hand to wipe it carelessly.

With his arm covering his eyes, his breathing was disturbed: "Can you...don't leave me?"