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We agreed to leave me alone, but in the end, each one of them is stricter than the last. It’s ok for the stepfather, but why is the tutor like this too? ?

Ye Shuo couldn’t understand.

Ye Shuo has a bright mind, but he has already gone to school once in his previous life. If he were to go to school again in this life… Ye Shuo would feel desperate just thinking about it.

Especially in ancient times, going to school was so tiring, with one having to memorize one book after another and never seeing an end. It’s no wonder that Ye Shuo felt repulsed.

Seeing that the Grand Tutor couldn’t leave for a while, Ye Shuo began to daydream while listening to his lecture, with his hands placed below his head and constantly making small movements.

After a long time, it was time for lunch. Even after drinking several cups of tea, he still felt a little thirsty. Closing the book in front of him, the Grand Tutor couldn’t help but look at the Ninth Prince opposite him: “The reality of benevolence is to serve one’s parents; the reality of righteousness is to obey one’s elder brother; the reality of wisdom is to know these two things and not to abandon them; the reality of propriety is to be restrained in these two things…”①

“Everyone has a compassionate heart; everyone has a sense of shame and disgust; everyone has a respectful heart; everyone has a sense of right and wrong. Compassion is benevolence; shame and disgust is righteousness; respect is courtesy; and a sense of right and wrong is wisdom…”

“So, do you understand?”

In order to teach the Ninth Prince the basic ethics of propriety, morality, and honor, the Grand Tutor has put in a lot of effort, almost breaking it down and explaining it to him.

However, Ye Shuo’s thoughts had already wandered off to who knows where.

In extraordinary times, extraordinary things need to be done. When something really happens, there is no time to worry about so many things. Some things should be done even if they go against the teachings of sages.

The Master frowned and couldn’t help shouting twice more.

Xing Yucheng, who was standing by, couldn’t stand it anymore, so he quietly nudged the Ninth Prince, who obviously wasn’t listening carefully.

Ye Shuo finally came back to his senses, and by this time the tutor’s face had turned dark.

“What are you holding there? Take it out!”

Sure enough, no matter which era, when faced with students who do not listen carefully in class, teachers’ reactions are the same.

Ye Shuo had no choice but to put his masterpiece on the table.

So the Master saw something that looked like it had a pair of wings…was it a butterfly or something???

The Master’s anger rose immediately: “Do you know how much this piece of paper can be worth to ordinary people? How much corn can it be worth?”

A mere piece of paper was enough for a common person’s food for a day, but it was wasted so casually by the Ninth Prince.

Ye Shuo understood the principle, but… this paper was just discarded by Xing Yucheng.

Without waiting for Ye Shuo to open his mouth to refute, the Grand Tutor asked again: “What is the use of this thing in your hand?” If it has no use, it is just a waste of time.

Hearing him talk about this, Ye Shuo immediately sat up straight and had to say a few words for the fruits of his labor: “Replying to Master, of course there are.”

As he said that, Ye Shuo threw the thing he had carefully folded out of the window.

He had to show Taifu the charm of paper airplane, one of the must-have handmade toys for modern children in their childhood.

Although the writing paper in the palace was soft, it was on an upper floor and was cut into small pieces, so it could still fly.

Just like that, Ye Shuo watched the paper plane swaying and flying far away. When he turned around, he was about to brag about it, but he ran into the dark old face of the tutor.

That’s it?

He thought the Ninth Prince would come up with some new tricks!

The Grand Tutor didn’t hesitate and started scolding Ye Shuo as soon as he caught him.

Ye Shuo felt extremely innocent. Any modern person would surely understand the meaning of airplanes or the various air currents in the air.

This is the world record-breaking way to fold Susan’s paper airplane! Super cool!

Ye Shuo felt that there was a particularly deep generation gap between him and the Taifu, as if the Taifu firmly believed that the sky above his head was round and the land beneath his feet was square, while Ye Shuo believed that they were both round.

“Teacher.” Ye Shuo’s expression suddenly became serious: “It is also very important to properly develop children’s hands-on ability.”

Always reading, reading and reading, but not learning to be creative, the high-pressure environment will make children stupid.

Xing Yucheng, who was standing by, held his forehead with his hand, and he had almost met the fate of the Ninth Prince.

As expected, almost the moment the words fell, the Taifu exploded.

Then came the scolding that was like a violent storm.

Ye Shuo tried to resist at first, but when he saw that he could not resist, he simply changed his mind and continued to daydream.

But it must be said that the Grand Tutor is worthy of being the Grand Tutor. He even quotes classics when scolding someone. Ye Shuo almost couldn’t react to many of the allusions.

However, when Taifu saw this scene, he didn’t understand it at all.

Because in the eyes of the Taifu, anyone who understood what he was saying would not be like this, with no reaction and not even a blush on his face.

I can only say…the Grand Tutor has always underestimated Ye Shuo’s thick skin.

Compared to the teacher Ye Shuo met in his previous life, these words of the Grand Tutor are nothing.

Although Ye Shuo had always been the teacher’s favorite in his previous life, but even if he had never eaten pork, had he seen a pig run?

The Taifu has read so many books and has been deeply influenced by the thoughts of sages. No matter how unpleasant his words could be, how bad could they be?

It just doesn’t hurt.

However, Ye Shuo did not refute, but instead made the tutor angry.

It is so frustrating that students have low education. They don’t understand even if you scold them.

The Grand Tutor was so angry that he threw up his sleeves and left.

Looking at the other person’s angry back, Ye Shuo was at a loss.

What happened? Why did you leave so soon?

The old man’s thoughts are indeed hard to guess.

Xing Yucheng, who was standing next to him, watched the whole process and couldn’t help but feel sympathy for the tutor.

“Ah, I can finally go back to eat. Madam Zhao and the others must be waiting anxiously.” Even in the palace, Ye Shuo’s daily schedule is quite full.

Concubines like Zhao Chongrong were inevitably lonely because they had no children. Several times, Ye Shuo ran into Zhao Chongrong sitting alone in the yard, daydreaming.

There were no entertainment activities in the palace, and people tended to overthink when they had some free time after eating and drinking. A normal person would easily develop mental problems after staying in this small world for decades.

Ye Shuo couldn’t do much, he just hoped that his arrival could add a bit of color and fun to the lives of Empress Zhao and the others.

But in Xing Yucheng’s opinion, the Ninth Prince brought him to eat and drink in various concubines’ palaces all day long, with river fish today and copper pot meals tomorrow. The concubines were really reincarnated Bodhisattvas. Even in this situation, they did not find the Ninth Prince annoying.

As a result, both himself and Xiao Luzi gained a lot of weight.

Compared to the leisurely Ye Shuo, Taifu’s mood was not so good. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his expression became more and more uglier.

As if things weren’t bad enough, at this moment, the Tutor happened to meet Lord Cen, who had just finished class and looked very relaxed.

At this glance, it was like enemies meeting, with eyes full of jealousy.

The relationship between the two had never been very good, and now because of the matter of the Ninth Prince, they were even more at odds with each other.

Lord Cen looked at the Grand Tutor’s expression and felt it was so familiar. Every night when he went home and looked in the mirror, it was exactly the same.

Still feeling frustrated and worried.

Lord Cen immediately understood what had happened, and he was very happy: “Oh, isn’t this Lord Taifu? How come Lord Taifu just came out of the East Palace?”

You old thing, why are you bringing up things that are not relevant? He is asking even though he knows the answer!

The Taifu ignored him, snorted through his nose, and walked straight past him.

Lord Cen was extremely happy. As expected, in a one-on-one fight, the Ninth Prince was much more powerful.

I heard that the Ninth Prince almost broke up the old man’s family?

That’s really amazing.

Even from a distance, the Grand Tutor could still hear Lord Cen’s laughter. The Grand Tutor couldn’t help it, and for the first time in his life, he felt the urge to hit someone.

But there is no other way, we still have to teach.

Just like that, for the next few days, the Grand Tutor repeated the same routine: teaching the Ninth Prince in the morning, being annoyed by the Ninth Prince at noon, thinking frantically about what to teach the Ninth Prince the next day in the afternoon, and staying up late at night to prepare for the lesson, adjust his mentality, and get ready for the next battle the next day.

In order to help the Ninth Prince learn something, the Grand Tutor has tried almost all his strength.

To be honest, when he was not an official, he had hundreds of disciples, but Taifu never felt so tired.

After all, the situations are different. Although some students are a little stupid, they are willing to learn. It is good that diligence can make up for one’s shortcomings.

Look at the Ninth Prince, he is stupid, lazy and doesn’t like to study. The Imperial Tutor has no choice but to chase him and feed him, but he still refuses to open his mouth to eat.

This was the first time that Taifu had experienced such a torment as a teacher.

If his former students saw this, they would probably drop their eyes out. Not to mention other students, at least the crown prince would not be able to accept this contrast.

This went on for about half a month, and Mrs. Zhen watched helplessly as her husband’s hair seemed to be thinner than before, and the previous hair crown would soon have to be remade.

The Grand Tutor has been so busy lately that he doesn’t even have time to care about his granddaughter’s marriage, which makes Liang Wenyin feel relieved.

After what happened with the Cao family, Liang Wenyin seemed to have grown up overnight.

No, it cannot be said that she grew up, but Liang Wenyin suddenly saw some things clearly.

Relying on others is like floating on the water without roots. You can only follow the will of others without any choice. Sometimes even your own grandfather will not help you. You can rely on the Ninth Prince, but how many times can the Ninth Prince help you?

This feeling of having no one to turn to for help is so torturous that Liang Wenyin doesn’t want to experience it again after experiencing it.

But she didn’t know what she should do, and Liang Wenyin was left feeling confused.

Although Liang Wenyin didn’t know what to do, she knew that it would be good to delay such a day longer. So when she saw that her grandfather’s mind was not on her, Liang Wenyin was not anxious but relieved.

The fact that Liang Wenyin was able to notice that something was wrong with Cao Rui and took the initiative to express her wishes to Madam Zhen and the Grand Tutor proves that she is at least not a person without her own opinions, and it is natural for her to think of these things.

Liang Wenyin thought that perhaps she could ask the Ninth Prince what to do.

Although my grandmother has read a lot of books, she has been confined to the inner courtyard all her life. If anyone can give her advice on this matter and keep it secret, it can only be the Ninth Prince.

Liang Wenyin’s heart quickly calmed down.

The Grand Tutor over there had no idea that his granddaughter had quietly changed, and he was still worrying about how to teach the Ninth Prince.

The Grand Tutor became increasingly haggard at a speed visible to the naked eye; even Emperor Jingwen noticed it.

My son is really amazing…

Emperor Jingwen thought about it and finally feared that if he continued like this, the Grand Tutor would retire or some other accident would happen. He had no choice but to bring Lord Cen back.

Lord Cen didn’t feel happy for long before he received such tragic news. He suddenly felt dizzy and could no longer laugh.

The other ministers were even more silent, especially He Xiang and others who were watching the fun from the sidelines, fearing that they would be drafted into the ‘army’. After all, if the trend continued, it was not certain whether they would be included.

If one teacher wasn’t enough, then two teachers would come together, or even Emperor Jingwen himself would take part.

The weather was about to get hot, and Emperor Jingwen planned to go to the temporary palace to escape the heat this year. In his opinion, this was a perfect opportunity to educate his son.

If punishment doesn’t work, bribery might work, right?

Emperor Jingwen didn’t believe that his son, with his love of hustle and bustle, could really hold back and not go to the palace with them, or he could simply take the imperial concubine away and leave him alone to see if he could sit still.

Emperor Jingwen’s original plan was that as long as Xiaojiu could recite ten articles, he would agree to take him this year.

But when flipping through the book, Emperor Jingwen wondered if ten chapters were too many. After all, the point of bribery is not to punish, but to find a way to get him moving.

After deliberating for most of the day and making many deletions and cuts, Emperor Jingwen finally shortened the ten articles to half, leaving only five.

“My two dear ministers, what do you think?” Emperor Jingwen was a novice parent after all, so naturally he had to ask for the opinions of his two teachers.

But whether it was Lord Cen or the Grand Tutor, their expressions were not particularly optimistic.

Even if there are five chapters, it feels like an insurmountable gap for the Ninth Prince.

In their hands, the Ninth Prince had never been able to recite a complete article!

The Grand Tutor spoke tentatively: “Your Majesty, these three articles…what do you think?”

Lord Cen wiped the sweat from his head and said, “Your Majesty, reduce it a little, and then reduce it a little more.”

Emperor Jingwen: “…”

Emperor Jingwen now suddenly felt extremely regretful. He should not have suppressed his son so severely in the beginning. He should have given his son a good name, a more complete one. “Shuo” means the first day of the month, and it sounds like a bad implication.

Emperor Jingwen sighed deeply, then crossed out two of the five articles he had carefully selected.

The only three remaining articles may be the few that my son can recite, and they are all the essence.