On how cannon fodder became a group favorite [Transmigration Book]

After coming down to court, Xie Yuanjia was sitting in the dormitory worryingly, not knowing what to do with this matter, and before he could come up with a solution, he heard a little eunuch outside come in and pass the message, saying that the Prime Minister was asking to see him.He just remembered that yesterday, Chunyuya made an appointment with him to have a formal class today. Thinking of this, Xie Yuanjia didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly got up and went out to greet him, and the two went directly to the Imperial Study Room, where he will attend classes from now on.

There were only two people, Xie Yuanjia and Chunyuya, in the huge imperial study room, and the rest of the eunuchs and maids retreated outside, saying that they could not disturb the emperor's studies.Xie Yuanjia sat obediently and upright at the desk, like a student going to school for the first time, with a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" in front of him, which was the content to be taught today.Ordinarily, the princes had learned this kind of elementary textbook carefully when they were teenagers, but whoever called Xie Yuanjia was forgotten, and he never went to school seriously, so Chunyuya could only teach it from the beginning.

"Your Majesty, let me start from the first paragraph." Chunyu Ya gently asked Xie Yuanjia's opinion.

Xie Yuanjia nodded. He opened the book and glanced at it hastily. He was still not used to the right-to-left, top-to-bottom typesetting of ancient Chinese, and the traditional characters were also very laborious to read, not as convenient as the simplified characters.

Chunyuya's reading voice is very pleasant, just like his person, gentle and gentle, he held the book while explaining and looked at Xie Yuanjia's face carefully, if there was a doubtful expression on his face, he would stop and repeat and explain in detail over and over again until he understands.From a student's point of view, Chunyuya is definitely a qualified teacher.

However, Xie Yuanjia estimated that he could not be regarded as a good student who would satisfy the teacher. They also read some excerpts from "The Analects of Confucius" when they were in junior high school, but the content was not so profound, and the lectures were not so detailed. He could understand a little at first, but the more he read it backwards, the more confused he became, so he had to read it from time to time. He stopped to ask questions, took notes diligently, and used all the energy he had in junior high school.

Xie Yuanjia knew that he was not a smart kid since he was a child. Compared with those talented students, he had no choice but to work harder, but even so, he was eventually locked out of high school forever due to economic reasons .Now sitting in class and studying again, he has a novel feeling. Although the background of time and space is different, he still likes to learn deep down in his heart.

Chunyuya didn't expect much from him. His foundation was really poor, so he tried to explain with the simplest vocabulary as much as possible during the lecture, but Xie Yuanjia still struggled to understand, and he had nothing to do except sigh in his heart.Fortunately, this student was a bit stupid, but he was better at studying hard, which comforted him a little.

He stood up from his chair after talking for a while, and wanted to go over to give Xie Yuanjia some advice, but just as he walked to him, he couldn't utter a word after seeing the ghost-like characters he wrote on the paper.

This, this is written about things that dogs don't chew!He is better than this when he pulls with his feet!

Xie Yuanjia raised his head, rubbed his forehead unconsciously with a brush, and asked puzzledly, "Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at the ignorant and innocent little face of the little emperor, Chunyuya pinched her fan and thought for a long time before she managed to suppress the harsh words she was about to blurt out, and said with a smiling face: "The word emperor...how is it written?" good."

Xie Yuanjia looked down at the things on the paper, and immediately understood what he meant. He blushed in embarrassment, and whispered: "Teacher, I, I haven't learned it before, I'm sorry..."

This sentence instantly extinguished all of Chunyuya's impatience and irritability.

He knew that the child had a miserable childhood, but he didn't expect that the palace people around him didn't even teach him to write. It's okay to write big and ugly, and there are so many typos. I'm afraid it's an ordinary six-year-old child. His level is better than him, which shows how much wronged he has suffered in the palace before.

"It's nothing." Chunyu Yana's 35-year-old man's love for children was somehow aroused by Xie Yuanjia. He took another wolf hair from the pen holder on Xie Yuanjia's desk, and stroked it on the paper Write down the three characters Xie Yuanjia correctly.

"In the future, I will teach the Pope to learn to write." Chunyuya put down the pen, looked at him lovingly and said, "Start with the emperor's name."

Xie Yuanjia leaned over to take a look at his handwriting. He was as elegant and beautiful as the prime minister's. He couldn't help being envious: "Teacher's handwriting is so beautiful."

"As long as the emperor is willing to work hard, under the guidance of my minister, you will be able to write a good hand in a few years." Chun Yuya said confidently.

Xie Yuanjia's handwriting wasn't ugly in his previous life, but he just couldn't get used to the brush.But Chun Yuya had preconceived him as a poor little girl who didn't understand anything, and he couldn't explain it clearly, so he nodded silently: "I must study hard."

The two of them studied in the study until noon, when Chunyuya finished today's homework and assigned Xie Yuanjia a lot of after-school homework, including the difficult task of reciting the first half of "The Analects" in big characters.

Xie Yuanjia originally wanted to keep him for dinner, but Chunyuya had already made an appointment with an old friend, so he could only leave first. Xie Yuanjia ate lunch alone again, and as usual, he took a nap after lunch, and it lasted for three to five days like this .

In fact, this kind of life is not bad. Although the courtiers are still arguing like a vegetable market every day, at least Fu Jinghong and Chunyuya are finally willing to help him deal with it, so that he won't let him sit pitifully alone. Dry watching on the dragon chair.

The dispute between the Minister of the Household Department and the Minister of the Ministry of War was finally settled by Fu Jinghong. It is said that each of them took a step back and no one raised any objections. Sure enough, this kind of matter should be resolved by the protagonist. Worship up.

A few days later, Fu Jinghong had nothing to do, so he specially picked a good time to come to the study to check Xie Yuanjia's homework. He held a cup of tea and sipped it slowly, while casually listening to Chunyuya's lecture to Xie Yuanjia. After listening for a while, he frowned He said, "Why does it take so long to learn a simple "Cao GUI Controversy"?"

Xie Yuanjia lowered his head in embarrassment, and Chunyuya glanced at the powerful regent, and said lightly: "Of course, a smart person like the prince doesn't need to learn for a long time, but not everyone is as enlightened as the prince. Don't let others spend some time?"

Fu Jinghong snorted softly, glanced at Xie Yuanjia with disgust, and said inexplicably, "Yuan Zhen could recite everything back then just by reading it briefly. I really don't know how you two became brothers."

Xie Yuanjia touched his nose in embarrassment.He came from time travel, so naturally he can't be compared with the former His Royal Highness, who is the real Dragon Emperor, noble and talented, he is just a junior college nurse, how can he compare.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Chunyuya mistakenly thought that he was sad, and her anger rose instantly.There is another problem with him, which is protecting his weaknesses. No matter how bad Xie Yuanjia is, he is still a student under his name. If Fu Jinghong says he is not good in front of him, isn't that just slapping himself in the face?

"My lord, if you really have time, you might as well sit in the Yuexiang Pavilion, so as not to turn your anger on the emperor again." Chunyuya said sarcastically.

You can tell where Yuexiang Pavilion is from the name.Xie Yuanjia secretly went through the plot again in his mind. Fu Jinghong, as the hero of Dianjia Long Aotian, only has a lot of confidante friends, but he is not indecent. Yuexiang Pavilion seems to be a romantic place, It's not just what it seems on the surface, either.It is actually the property of Fu Jinghong's subordinates, and it is responsible for the collection of intelligence from various places. After knowing the movements of those beauties, it naturally also grasps the movements of most of the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital.It's just that few people in the Manchu Dynasty knew about his connection with Yuexiang Pavilion, they only thought that it was a place where the Prince Regent had fun.

After being ridiculed by Chun Yuya, Fu Jinghong's face was clouded. He stared at Xie Yuanjia's face for a long while, not wanting to understand.Chun Yuya looked gentle, but in fact he was the coldest in his heart, no one would take it seriously, but after only a few days of class, he started talking to the little emperor?

I really didn't see that he could have such a great ability!

Xie Yuanjia was so stared at by Fu Jinghong that his whole body got goosebumps. At most, he was a bit slow in learning and comprehending. The protagonist wouldn't kill people to silence him, right?He shivered and thought for a while, then Ai Ai picked up his own large-character sticker and handed it over, trying to remedy his image in the protagonist's heart, and said respectfully: "Huang, Uncle Huang, this is the calligraphy that my nephew has practiced in recent days, the teacher said Very, very improved."

Fu Jinghong didn't bother to look at his broken characters, but seeing Xie Yuanjia's pitiful appearance, he still put down the teacup and took it indifferently.As soon as he lazily opened it and looked at it for a few seconds, he quickly crumpled it up and threw it out. Looking at Chunyuya, he said viciously:

"Chunyuya! That's how you taught him to write!? What the hell is this writing! I can't even write such bad characters with my left hand and eyes closed!"

Chunyuya got angry after being spouted, "Why did I teach you? Is it a bit unreasonable for the prince to vent his anger?"

Fu Jinghong felt a pain in his head when he took a look at Xie Yuanjia's ugly words. He had never seen such an ugly word in his life, so he looked at Xie Yuanjia for a long time, and then gritted his teeth and asked, "From now on, you don't have to learn any homework. I will quickly practice your broken characters!"

Xie Yuanjia didn't expect his handwriting to be so lethal. He silently took his own copybook and read it for a long time. It's really not good-looking, but it's also...

Chun Yuya agreed with Fu Jinghong's words very much, and said, "Your Majesty, I also think that you should write well first. If you let others know that the king of a country writes such unhandy things, they will be laughed at."

"It's invisible to others." Xie Yuanjia said in a low voice.

"Why can't you see it?" Chunyuya sighed, "After a few years, you will personally review the memorial, what will you show those ministers?"

Xie Yuanjia was at a loss for words for a while, he didn't think about it that much at all, in his cognition, it was impossible for him to have the day when he would review the memorial, and it would be lucky to be alive.He had no choice but to sneak a glance at Fu Jinghong, hoping that he would come out and say something.

Who knows, Fu Jinghong didn't receive his message, nodded coldly and said:

"That's right, from today onwards, the emperor's copybooks will be converted from ten to twenty copies per day."

Xie Yuanjia's eyes darkened.