Father is on top, I was wrong

The two quickly wrestled together, and the sound made by it soon attracted all the servants in Wen's residence.

Wen Bo was helping Wen Wujue grind the ink, when he heard the sound, the two exchanged a glance, then rushed to the backyard.

Under the back wall, two black shadows were fighting fiercely in the flower mud, and the surrounding servants surrounded them, but they couldn't get their hands in.

One of them is naturally Lu Jia,? And the other...

Wen Wujue squinted his eyes, and felt that the figure was very familiar.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard a muffled grunt. The person seemed to have been kicked somewhere. There was a sudden pause.

As soon as the movement was delayed for a few minutes, Lu Jia clasped his shoulders, rolled over and fell to the ground fiercely.

Wen Bo raised the lamp and shone it in front of the man, lifted his face up, and the surroundings fell silent for a moment.

Xiao Gui?

Lu Jia, who was on top of him, was also stunned.

Wen Wujue walked over slowly, and said with a light smile, "I didn't expect the emperor to be so interested in stealing the wall in the middle of the night?"

Xiao Gui closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

Disgraceful and thrown home.

However, his shame lasted only for a moment.

Xiao Guiteng vigorously pushed Lu Jia away and stood up, holding an injured leg,? Golden Rooster Standing Alone.

"I'm going on tour in micro clothes."

Everyone: "..."

Lu Jia stared at the dog emperor speechlessly. How could he do anything?

Even Wen Bo was startled by his brazen words, and he grinned twice.

Xiao Gui didn't look at the crowd, he was so thick-skinned that he couldn't get rid of it, he jumped up to Wen Wujue, "Father Xiang, my leg hurts."

Wen Wujue looked down, not without ridicule, "Can you climb the wall with a painful leg?"

"Don't you want to see your father?"

"See what I'm doing?"

"I miss you..." Xiao Gui saw the side of his father's face, and immediately twitched his tongue, "I have something to tell you."

Wen Wujue: "..."

After entering the study room of the prime minister's mansion, everyone retreated, and after Xiao Gui sat down, he realized later that the wound on his leg was kicked by Lu Jia, bleeding faintly, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

Wen Wujue sneered and scolded him that he deserved it, and started to deal with official duties on his own.

Xiao Gui didn't take it seriously, and jumped around his desk like ADHD, the wind brought by it made the candle flame flicker, and Wen Wujue was also dizzy from the shaking.

"Can you be quiet for a moment?"

Xiao Gui was as good as he was good: "Okay."

At this time, Wen Bo lifted the curtain and came in, holding a delicate and small wooden box, about the size of a palm.

Wen Wujue didn't raise his head, "Go and wipe off your leg injury."

Xiao Gui's eyes lit up, and he put his paw on his father's neck injury, and said in a joyful tone, "Father Xiang really cares about me."

Wen Wujue: "..."

But seeing Wen Bo approaching in a bad mood, he planned to wipe Xiao Gui's leg injury himself.

Xiao Gui took a step back, staring at the old man suspiciously, "No need for you."

He turned his head and said to Wen Wujue with a smile: "Father Xiang wipes it for me."

Wimber was speechless.

Wen Wujue also smiled back: "You think too much."

Xiao Gui: "..."

He snatched the ointment from Wen Bo's hand embarrassingly, lifted up his trousers, and did it himself.

Wen Bo was so happy that he didn't want to touch him, he laughed dryly twice, and withdrew.

The gauze that was originally wrapped had been removed, and the pink flesh that had healed from the wound was injured again tonight, with faint blood oozing out, which looked a bit hideous.

Unable to bear Xiao Gui gasping for air-conditioning, putting on a show, Wen Wujue threw the pen away irritably, and simply stood up.

"Give me the ointment."

Xiao Gui was overjoyed, put the ointment into his palm, slid it across his cold and delicate wrist, and stretched out his leg contentedly.

He sat on the low couch, Wen Wujue squatted down, lifted up Xiao Gui's trousers, and frowned at the blood on the wound.

"You're so hurt, can't you be more peaceful?"

Xiao Gui said dejectedly: "It's almost better at first, but it's all to blame for your guard, it's too hard to strike."

"It's none of his business, you deserve it."

Wen Wujue took out some of the ointment, and gently applied it to the wound.

His cool fingertips brushed against Xiao Gui's skin, causing goose bumps all over his body.

Looking down from his point of view, Wen Wujue was concentrating on rubbing the medicine on him, with lowered eyelids, straight nose, and delicate lips.

Xiao Gui's Adam's apple rolled, trying to restrain his turbulent impulse.

Impulse is the devil.

Devil, devil, devil.

After applying the medicine, Wen Wujue took out the handkerchief and wiped his hands, then went to the table and sat down.

"You just said, tell me something, what is it?"

Xiao Gui was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he realized that it was just an excuse for him to make up nonsense.

But after thinking about it, it's not all right.

He pulled an Eight Immortals chair and moved closer to Wen Wujue.

Wen Wujue stared at him unwaveringly, waiting for him to speak.

Xiao Gui pondered over his words, and after a long time he said, "Liu Xuan has a problem."

Wen Wujue raised his eyebrows in surprise, "And then?"

Xiao Gui: "..."

Of course Liu Xuan has a problem, Wen Wujue can guess it clearly without having to investigate.

There are some young students in Taixue, who have not entered the official career, and are full of enthusiasm.Many times they can plead for the people, can expose corrupt officials, and can directly poke at the ills of the people.

Because of this, Taixue can easily become a good sword and be manipulated and used by others.

Underneath the seemingly non-partisan and non-controversial surface, he is no longer a simple student.

Xiao Gui wanted to say that Wang Bao also had problems, but he felt that he didn't even need to say it, his father-in-law seemed to be like a bright mirror in his heart.

Wen Wujue stared at Xiao Gui, keenly aware of his jerk towards power.

"The emperor thinks there is something wrong with Liu Xuan, so how should we deal with him?"

Xiao Gui didn't know what to do, "Isn't it enough to kill him?"

Wen Wujue shook his head, "The stick is eighty, the emperor just wants to kill him, right?"

"That's right." Xiao Gui remembered this, and said dissatisfied, "Why did Xiangfu spare his life?"

"He is not at fault on the surface, and his empty slander is untenable. A beating is enough to calm his anger. If he is killed with a stick, the world and courtiers will only criticize the emperor as a tyrant and kill his direct ministers indiscriminately."

Xiao Gui snorted and said: "He is a fart direct minister. Does Xiangfu know that he spreads public opinion among the people and wants to slander your reputation?"

Wen Wujue hadn't heard of this, but he could guess Liu Xuan's intentions.

His words in the hall have already shown his attitude, and in Taixue, he must have criticized him in the same way.

However, Wen Wujue originally thought that Liu Xuan's brainwashing was only Taixue, if it was still spreading among the people, it would be more than just an individual's actions.

He was absorbed in thinking until Xiao Gui waved his hand in front of him.

"Father?"

Wen Wujue suddenly came back to his senses, and continued what he just said, "The emperor must be patient with people like Liu Xuan..."

Xiao Gui cut off his words, "Father Xiang was just thinking about something and lost his mind?"

"I'm thinking about Liu Xuan."

Xiao Gui narrowed his eyes slyly, and approached him, "Does Xiangfu also think that Liu Xuan has an affair with Wang Bao?"

"..."

Wen Wujue was stunned for a while, and then re-examined Xiao Guigui.

What he was thinking just now was Liu Xuan, a humble man with a passion for nothing, no money and no power, how he could spread public opinion among the people and stir up the situation.

There must be someone behind it.

It stands to reason that it is unlikely to be Wang Bao, because if he really wants to deal with the Xue family, he has enough evidence at hand, as long as he encourages the Tai students, he can definitely force Wen Wujue to deal with the Xue family.

There is no need to use public opinion at all.

And if someone uses public opinion and can match this motivation and ambition, he must be inseparable from several major families, especially Wang Bao.

The relationship behind this is complicated, even if Wen Wujue didn't guess Wang Bao for a while, how did Xiao Gui think of it?

Xiao Gui blinked, "Father?"

Wen Wujue came back to his senses, cleared his cough, and asked, "How does the emperor know that the relationship between Liu Xuan and Wang Bao is not simple?"

Xiao Gui: "Guess."

Wen Wujue: "..."

He couldn't help laughing. Some people are born with no distracting thoughts, but can judge the precise result purely by intuition.

Just like some people do liberal arts multiple-choice questions, and they can choose the right ones without knowing the relevant knowledge points.

Wen Wujue patiently guided Xiao Guidao: "Since the emperor knows that these two people are not simple, then the first thing is not to show it. Second, you have to know what they want, and then put what he wants in front of him. To lure him to get it, as long as he stretches out his hand, there must be a loophole, and the emperor can take advantage of it. Do you understand?"

Xiao Gui stared at his father's black eyes, where the brilliance flowed, he nodded involuntarily.

What does his father want?

If he puts in front of him what his father wants, how can he be induced to get it?

No, his father is so shrewd, even if he reaches out, there may not be any flaws.

He asked cautiously: "Father Xiang, what if there is no flaw?"

Wen Wujue was stunned for a moment, then said casually: "Then you should find a way to let him show his flaws."

"How to think of a way?"

Wen Wujue: "..."

He thought for a while and said: "You can grasp his weaknesses, such as the person or thing or thing that can stir his emotions the most, so that he can't judge calmly. You can also use psychological hints to make him think that what he wants is within reach , so that his thinking will be disrupted, thus revealing flaws."

Xiao Gui didn't understand and asked, "What is the psychological hint?"

Wen Wujue deeply felt that if he wanted to continue talking, he would have to talk all night.

With a thought, he suddenly stretched his hand behind his back and asked Xiao Gui: "The writing brush in my hand just now, what kind of brush did you use, or was it a wolf's brush?"

Xiao Gui looked at him blankly for a moment.

"You didn't have anything just now."

Wen Wujue: "..."

This is a well-known psychological suggestion experiment. Usually, the respondent's attention will fall on whether it is a little bit or a little bit, and usually they will not notice that the question itself is a false proposition.

Was it too obvious that he just reached behind his back?

Xiao Gui grabbed the hand behind his back and laughed loudly, "Sure enough not."

He seemed to understand what the psychological hint was only now, after thinking for a while, he smiled slyly and said, "Then I'll give Xiangfu one too."

Wen Wujue spread his hands and said indifferently, "Say it."

Xiao Gui chuckled, "Father Xiang followed me, mouse, mouse, mouse."

Wen Wujue was baffled and thought it was funny, but he still read along, "Mouse, mouse, mouse."

"Mouse, mouse, old mouse."

"...Mouse, mouse, old mouse..."

"What are cats most afraid of?"

"mouse."

Xiao Gui leaned back, and suddenly laughed uncontrollably.

"Hahaha, Father Xiang, you will finally make mistakes."

After a while, Wen Wujue suddenly realized that he had made a mistake.

depressed……

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