Father is on top, I was wrong

The prime minister's residence closed the door to thank the guests, and after resting for several days, Wen Wujue gradually felt a lot lighter.

The body is the capital of the revolution. He is well aware of this, and he will never force himself when it is time to rest.

On the contrary, all the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty were secretly speculating, could it be that the prime minister's condition was getting worse?Why did you close the door to thank the guests?

There were even more rumors in the market. Some said that he might not be able to survive these few days, and some said that he was chilled by the emperor's anger and wanted to become an official.

In short, opinions vary.

Wen Bo would go out to the Zhuangzi every day to have a look, and Lu Jia would occasionally go out with the comprador, and the two would tell Wen Wujue the gossip circulating in the teahouses.

Wen Wujue didn't think it was strange, the original body was a 997 model worker, working [-]/[-], with a super-powerful battery with unlimited battery life.

He rested for several days so suddenly, it's strange that everyone didn't talk about it secretly.

Wen Bo tidied up his clothes and said, "Prime Minister, today is the end of ten days, do you want to enter the palace?"

It took Wen Wujue a while to realize that every ten days in Daliang is a ten-day period, and at the end of the ten-day period, the officials rest for two days, while Yuanshen has to go to the palace to give lectures to the emperor Xiao Gui every time he rests for a bath.

He thought for a while and said, "Go."

Wimbledon paused, then sighed, "That man treated the prime minister like this, why bother the prime minister? The late emperor asked the prime minister to assist the government, but he didn't say that you should take a break and go to teach. If you do this, he I might not appreciate it either."

Wen Wujue smiled lightly, he wasn't as kind as the original body, but it was because this madman's brain is not very good, and it's easy to hide traitors around him, so it's better to tighten the thread tightly than to let others have a chance to control this puppet Hold it in your own hands.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Wen Bo didn't say anything, and only asked Lu Jia to prepare a soft sedan chair.

Wen Wujue had a jade bone tablet bestowed by the late emperor himself, and he did not need the emperor's handwriting to enter and leave the interior, and the late emperor was considerate of his poor health and allowed him to enter through the corridor of Xuanwu Gate in a sedan chair.

While chatting with Lu Jia who was beside the sedan chair, he made a rough idea of ​​the route from the prime minister's mansion to the Inner Forbidden City, feeling a little confused.

The place where Wen Wujue and Xiao Gui teach is in the side hall next to the imperial study.

This place is located in the southwest corner of the imperial palace. As soon as you enter, you will see a wide and floor-to-ceiling arched window sill, which is equivalent to a pavilion opened on both sides. Outside the sandalwood window is a clear lake, which is like a passage embedded in the imperial garden full of flowers. Through the green jade, the scenery is elegant.

Wen Wujue moved to the desk in front of the window and sat down, but Xiao Gui hadn't come yet.

There were two stacks of rice paper pressed under the inkstone on the purple bamboo case, so he picked it up and looked at it.

What is written above is Xunzi's "The Way of the King", with hundreds of words, all of which are dedicated to emperors about how to cultivate their own character, how to appoint talents, and so on.

Presumably the original body was used to teach Xiao Gui.

However, Xiao Gui obviously learned quite perfunctorily, his handwriting was scribbled and blurred, like ghostly drawn symbols, and even the handwriting on some papers was obviously inconsistent, and he probably found someone to write it for him.

Wen Wujue said lightly and threw the rice paper back on the table, not paying attention.

Unexpectedly, a cool voice sounded out of thin air, "Has my calligraphy improved? Xiangfu."

Wen Wujue was startled, and looked for the sound, only to realize that there was a tall and tall young man standing behind him.

About [-] or [-] years old, he was wearing a dark-colored tuanlong robe with dark patterns, a leather belt was pinned around his waist, and a string of wooden bells hung on the left side. The pendant style of the barbarians was mixed with the Central Plains long clothes, which was a little out of place. .

The young man's eyebrows were extremely dark, and the flying eyebrows almost slanted into his temples. The slightly frowned brows showed obvious impatience, and there was a little disgust in his eyes.

Almost at the same time, Wen Wujue recognized that this person was Xiao Gui.

He couldn't help laughing in his heart, he thought he was such a vicious and crazy villain before, but now he seems to be just a young man with a happy face.

Xiao Gui was also looking at him, the more he watched, the more unhappy he became.

Still that dead face, those dead fish eyes, sitting more upright than a corpse.

Who said he was terminally ill and dying?

With this old pedantic posture, it feels like he can give lectures and sermons for more than an hour anytime, anywhere without panting.

Thinking of the wasted effort of the previous few days, Xiao Gui felt more uncomfortable than eating a white cornbread.

He was lazily leaning on the Taixian chair, with black-soled gold embroidered boots on the table, and he was sitting in a state of no posture. Write it for me."

Ah.

Wen Wujue hooked the corners of his mouth, this kind of person is so reckless, it's fortunate that Yuanshen can teach him patiently.

"Anyway, the memorials are all approved by Xiangfu, and I don't need calligraphy, Xiangfu, do you think so?"

Xiao Gui stared at him with a smile that was not a smile, and devoted himself to making him angry, so that he vomited blood and died.

But to his surprise, Wen Wujue nodded without rebuttal, quite agreeing.

"What the emperor said is that even if the emperor's calligraphy is not good, no courtier will dare to say anything in the future. You are the emperor, and they are ministers. Who would dare to say that the emperor's handwriting is ugly? Isn't that too heavy on the head? ?”

Xiao Gui's original intention was to make him angry, but not only was he not angry, but his face was like a spring breeze, and his speech was as slow as ever.

It seemed to cater to him inside and outside the words, but these words sounded weird.

His suspicious eyes turned around Wen Wujue a few times, and he always felt that something was different after he had been ill for a while.

Wen Wujue let him scrutinize him, with his usual expression on his face, and casually pulled out a copy of "Disciple Regulations".

"Okay, the emperor doesn't want to write, so let's read."

Xiao Gui's eyes shifted to his hands, and his face instantly became ugly.

"Is Xiangfu sick? I am 19 years old this year, what discipleship rules do I still need to read? Do you think I am an idiot?"

Wen Wujue didn't think so, and said calmly, "Based on what the emperor said, it means that you haven't fully understood the rules for disciples, and you should read them more, regardless of age. The sage said, live and learn, does the emperor have any opinions?"

Xiao Gui almost wanted to blurt out, learn from your mother, and your whole family will learn from you!

Reading is like a purgatory for him. Without learning, others will be gone.

However, he was blessed to the heart, rolled his eyes, changed his tone and expression, and said very cooperatively: "Father Xiang is superior, I have no objection. However, I don't know many words, why not teach me?"

Wen Wujue frowned slightly, didn't even know the words?

It's really unfair that such a person can be an emperor.

His slender fingers turned to the first page and began to read, "Disciple Rules, Saints' Instructions, filial piety first, and faith second."

Xiao Gui leaned back in his chair lazily, played with the wooden bell on his waist, and read casually, "Father's rules, dog training, don't be filial at first, don't believe at second."

Wen Wujue: "..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he continued to read without changing his face, "If you love everyone, you will be kind and benevolent, and if you have spare energy, you will learn literature."

Xiao Gui: "I'm disgusted, stay away more, have more energy, fart more."

Wen Wujue: "..."

This talent really wronged him not to become a comedian, but he wanted to see what else this dude could do.

"Parents call, don't slow down, parents order, don't be lazy."

The palace people next to him laughed so hard that they couldn't help covering their mouths, Xiao Gui didn't even lift his eyelids, and continued to talk nonsense.

"Father Xiang, don't answer, Father Xiang ordered, don't do it."

After reading, his smiling eyes fixed on Wen Wujue, waiting to see his angry appearance.

Wen Wujue didn't change his face, he just smiled and said, "Why doesn't the emperor talk about the late emperor? Is it because he is afraid that one day he will go down in the future, and he will have no face to see the late emperor?"

Xiao Gui looked at him playfully and smiled, and said: "The first emperor? Chih, I'm afraid that if I go down in the future, he may not be able to recognize me. I have no father or mother, so I have to read it as Xiangfu."

These words were so outrageous that the palace people nearby all fell silent.

Even Li Ling, who always had a smile on his face, couldn't say a word.

Wen Wujue sneered and said: "What I said, the emperor shouldn't stop doing it. The emperor is more arrogant than the king of heaven, and I can save the words "Yichen looks at the father."

"I don't dare." Xiao Gui shrank his head on purpose and said, "It was the last emperor's will to call you Xiangfu. Got it."

Wen Wujue shook his head helplessly, not bothering to continue talking nonsense with this kind of dude, he closed the book.

"Forget it, the emperor doesn't want to learn, so I won't teach. Let's stop here for today's lecture."

Xiao Gui was so happy that he didn't end early, he immediately jumped up from the fairy chair, he was half dead just now, but now he is alive and well again.

In his opinion, this dead face was irritated by him, and he didn't want to continue teaching, so he suddenly felt better.

"Li Ling, bring me my horse outfit, I'm going hunting in the back mountain."

They looked at each other and hated each other, it was useless to stay, and Wen Wujue also pulled away to leave.

But suddenly seeing Li Ling approaching with a pair of harness, thinking of what happened in southern Xinjiang, he almost stopped in his tracks.

"By the way, I still have something to discuss with the emperor." Xiao Gui's brows were knotted before he had time to raise, "What's the matter with you?"

"About Southern Border."

"Southern Xinjiang?" Xiao Gui plucked his ears to make sure he heard correctly, "Isn't the government affairs all decided by Xiangfu? Do you still need to ask me?"

Wen Wujue: "...inform the emperor about the minister's decision."

"Ah."

Xiao Gui sneered, took the whip from Li Ling's hand, and let him change into the riding and shooting uniform for him.

The young man is tall and has long legs, and the belt is cut out in excellent proportions. The strong outfit makes the young man's figure as tall and straight as Hsinchu.

He waved the whip in his hand, folded it into a foot long, and slowly swayed to Wen Wujue. Through the wooden case, he raised Wen Wujue's chin with the rough tail of the whip, and sneered condescendingly: "Mr. You don’t need to notify me hypocritically, otherwise, wouldn’t it be wrong for you to say that you have power over the government?”

Wen Wujue lowered his eyes to look at the horsewhip, and moved his gaze to the person in front of him. The distance between the two of them was as close as two or three fists, and the disgust in each other's eyes was completely exposed.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Lu Jia, who was guarding outside, rushed in, but was stopped by Wen Wujue's eyes.

He said coldly: "It seems that the emperor's disciples still need to study hard, otherwise not only will it not work, but the more you learn, the more you will regress."

Xiao Gui laughed, "It's easy to say, as long as Xiangfu wants to hear it, I will read it to you another day."

He patted Wen Wujue's face with his whip, and seeing a more gloomy look on his face as he wished, he put away the whip contentedly, and strode outside.

"Li Ling, bring my little snow horse, I want to ride it today!"

Wen Wujue looked at his back, and his voice was not loud enough for him to hear, "The reinforcements in southern Xinjiang need a warlord, and I plan to send Li Ling to go."

With just one sentence, the footsteps of the person in front really stopped, turned around, and stared at him with a worried expression.

"you dare?"

There was silence all around, and all the palace people sensed the unusual coercion and did not dare to show their heads.

On the contrary, the main character, Li Ling, kept his face calm and couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Wen Wujue's voice was flat, "I just said it, and I just informed the emperor."

It's a joke for a powerless puppet king to talk about whether you dare or not. Wen Wujue never had any scruples at all.

The Marquis of Anping in the southern border had to deal with it three times in a row. He also took this opportunity to cut off his dissidents and sent Li Ling away. How could Xiao Gui, a wolf without canine teeth, bite people?

The two confronted each other for a moment, Xiao Gui smiled suddenly, in a smug manner.

"Father Xiang is talking about it, why do you want to send a eunuch? Are all the generals dead?"

Wen Wujue had already made up the reason, and he said slowly: "A warlord is different from a military general. Don't you hear that in the midst of strategizing, you can win a thousand miles away. The army in the capital merged with the border garrison. If there is no warlord in charge, the army will be like A plate of loose sand."

What he said was high-sounding, but Li Ling didn't believe it at all.Wen Wujue has always hated the dictatorship of eunuchs, how could he be given such great power?

Xiao Gui's eyebrows were about to be twisted into twisted ropes.

"What's ugly and what's lying? What does it have to do with victory? Can you stop dragging the text? I don't understand."

Wen Wujue was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that Ganqing really didn't even pass the basic cultural literacy.

He didn't know what to say anymore, so he just sighed with a smile, "It's really a frog in a well that can't talk about the sea, and a summer insect can't talk about ice."

This time, Xiao Gui's expression became even more serious.

He turned his head and asked Li Ling, "Who did he call a bug just now? Call me?"

Wen Wujue: "..."

Li Ling lowered his head and wiped his sweat, and explained in a low voice: "... Your Majesty, what he said is that he doesn't understand the truth to the Emperor."

Xiao Gui smiled coldly, and turned to Wen Wujue, "Father Xiang's mouth can bloom flowers, what else can't you explain?"

Wen Wujue had no intention of continuing to tangle with him, so he flicked his sleeves and stood up.

"It doesn't matter if the emperor understands it or not. In short, Eunuch Li had better take care of it first. After I confirm with Lord Chaozhong, I will leave for southern Xinjiang in a few days. I hope Eunuch Li will live up to everyone's expectations and settle the southern border as soon as possible. Xinjiang, the class teacher is triumphant."

After finishing speaking, he waved to Lu Jia, took the fox fur from his hand, and took Lu Jia away without even looking at Xiao Gui.

Seeing him wearing snow fox fur and disappearing at the end of the corridor outside the vermilion hall, Xiao Gui's face was so dark that ink could be squeezed out.

Li Ling cautiously persuaded from the side: "This may not be a bad thing, the emperor is wise and will definitely understand."

Xiao Gui's eyes were gloomy, and he remained silent for a long time.

The government and government are all controlled by Wen Wujue, and if he wants to gain a place, he can only start from the borderlines that are beyond his reach.Li Ling is also Xiao Gui's confidant, so it is most suitable for him to go.

It's clear, but the humiliation of being treated as a puppet, pointing out where to hit, still makes people want to go crazy.

He said sadly: "Why do I feel that after he vomited blood, he became more energetic than before?"