The most powerful minister in the world

Time came to the winter solstice in a blink of an eye, and the snow was still squinting. Jing Xi's life in the Imperial College was not too difficult. He and Yan Sheng talked about the art of war in Piyong Hall from time to time, getting better and better. The only one who was unhappy was Mu Sheng.

He originally planned to find out where he lived and find someone in the alley to cover his head and beat him up at night, but after spending more than ten days together, he had a new understanding of Mu Sheng.

He was proficient in arithmetic, astronomy, Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, and was familiar with the art of war. Sometimes he would come to Piyong Hall to ask for advice from the sages, and his words were respectful and like a spring breeze.

It's just that he seems to look down on Jingxi and always makes fun of him in words. Jingxi cherishes his talent and doesn't care about him, and he always feels that the more he looks at him, the more he likes him. This kind of thing cannot be said in words. .

Today is the winter solstice. As usual, Jingxi will go back to Jingfu to eat dumplings. Mu Jinyi has really lived in the Liu family for more than ten days without any movement at all.

In the Piyong Hall, Jingxi was tapping the table with a brush between his upper lips and thinking about something. He smiled from time to time. Yan Sheng blinked and looked at him sillyly. Then he snapped his fingers in the air. Jingxi immediately felt a pain in his head and became angry. He said: "What are you doing? I have something to think about."

"Hehehe~ You monkey, I don't think you are thinking about other things like that. You must be thinking about girls, right?"

Jingxi was hit by Old Man Yan's words and immediately felt a little embarrassed. He said harshly: "Nonsense, I was thinking about this critical battle!"

Yan Sheng glanced at it and said, "There are no lectures on critical battles in that book."

"You're not interested anymore. Are you interested in exposing me?"

Yan Sheng stood up and piled the books neatly and said, "Of course it's interesting. Okay, let's finish class. You should go back early today during the winter solstice." After saying that, Yan Sheng was about to leave, but was stopped by Jing Xi, who pressed him down again. Get in your seat.

Yan Sheng asked with a confused look: "What are you doing? Aren't you always in a hurry to run away? What's going on today? What's your plan?"

Jingxi chuckled and said, "Just wait a moment, don't leave in a hurry, I'll go out to get something, don't leave."

Seeing Jing Xi running away like a girl chasing the setting sun, she smiled slightly and muttered, "What does this monkey want to do?"

Jingxi ran to the courtyard wall and heard a call from outside: "Sir, where are you?"

Hearing the sound, Jingxi climbed up the wall and looked at Lian'er, holding an oil-paper umbrella to block the snow, shouting around and said with a smile, "Where's Lian'er here~"

Lian'er ran over carrying a box wrapped in a thick cloth, raised her little face and stood on tiptoes: "Master, Lian'er can't reach you, come down~"

Jingxi smiled, flew down, took the box, sniffed it and asked, "Did you add shredded ginger?"

"I added it. I listened to the young master and added a handful of chopped green onions before serving. The green onions are very difficult to get~ Hey~ Young Master, when will you be back?"

Jingxi walked into the Imperial Academy again and shouted, "You go first. That girl Qiqi probably hasn't gone back yet. I'll go back later."

"Oh~ Master, hurry up, don't let the handsome man wait."

"I know~"

Yan Sheng drank a cup of tea but still didn't see Jingxi coming back, so he got up and left. Just then, Jingxi rushed in with his head covered with snowflakes and closed the door with his feet covered in snow and mud.

"You monkey, why are you leaving me here?"

Jingxi smiled and walked over and put the food box on the table where Yan Sheng usually studied and studied. He unwrapped the layers of cloth and found the aroma of dumplings. The box had five layers in total, two layers contained dumplings and the rest contained some side dishes.

"Try it while it's hot. It's your favorite pork and cabbage, as well as dumpling soup. I've had eight small plates prepared for you to make do with."

Yan Sheng looked at Jingxi as he was placing the plates and talking. The dumplings were steaming hot. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Jingxi handed the chopsticks to Yan Sheng, who raised his eyebrows and said, "This Piyong Hall is the place where His Majesty lectures, and it is also a place where scholars all over the world admire. How can you eat here and act nonsense!"

Seeing Jing Xi's face drooping, Yan Sheng took the chopsticks and said, "But it's almost the New Year's Eve, and today is the winter solstice, so it's okay to make an exception, and don't even give me a bowl of dumpling soup."

Jingxi smiled and handed the dumpling soup to him. Yan Sheng picked up the dumplings, put them in his mouth, chewed them, and said, "You must have made them with your own hands, the maid. They are delicious and tasty. Not bad, not bad. It's a pity that I didn't put them in." Ginger silk.”

Jingxi was shocked. He quickly picked one up and put it in his mouth. It was so hot that he breathed out steam. When he bit into the dumpling wrapper, his mouth was filled with the taste of ginger, and he knew he had been fooled.

"Hahaha, you monkey, why don't you sit down quickly? You've drunk so much, how can I finish it by myself?"

"Okay, it's a pity that I know you can't drink, so I didn't bring it. Otherwise, the more you drink, the more dumplings you get."

Just as Jingxi sat down, he heard Yan Sheng murmur: "I remember there seemed to be a bottle of rice wine that I confiscated in the southeast corner. I wonder if it's broken?"

Hearing this, Jingxi gave a thumbs up, ran out, took the wine and the "confiscated" wine glass, and poured Yan Sheng a glass of wine in a polite manner.

"Teacher, shall we go one by one?"

"Go one."

The two of them swept away the dumplings and vegetables. Yan Sheng wiped his mouth and said, "Your maid's craftsmanship is really good. You are very lucky."

"Of course, if you like it and want to eat it anytime, just tell her and I will make it for you."

"Oh ho ho, no reward for no merit, you monkey should love the girl, you are sent here in the cold weather in the wind and snow."

Jingxi put away the plates and said with a smile: "Lian'er said that once she is a teacher, she will always be a father. She has the right to honor you."

Yan Sheng stroked his beard and smiled, pointed at Jing Xi and said, "Why don't you say you're smart? Do you mean to take this girl into your room?"

"I didn't say it. I have a huge wedding on my mind, so I can't think of anything else."

Yan Sheng drank the dumpling soup and glanced at Jing Xi and said, "Hou'er, there's one thing I have to remind you. You have to keep an eye on that girl from the Liu family. I've known since she was a little girl that she is no ordinary girl. These things Even though she was injured and injured in the past year, she was able to keep the Liu family in good order, which shows that she has a deep knowledge of the city. You..."

Jingxi didn't wait for Yan Sheng to finish his words before interrupting: "Hey, you old man, after you ate my dumplings and said I had some dumplings, I won't let you eat them next year."

Yan Sheng shook his head helplessly, finished the dumpling soup and handed the bowl to Jingxi. Jingxi suddenly said: "Old man, Liu Ningmei has good intentions for me, and I am fascinated by her from the bottom of my heart, no matter what she will do in the future. The extravagant matters are also for me, and I don’t want to slight her because of this.”

Yan Sheng nodded and sighed: "Old man, old man, I don't understand the things of you young people. I've already eaten the dumplings. You can go back. Don't let your family wait too long."

"Okay~ I'll go back first. If you get hungry when you get home, I'll take a few more bites."

"Hoho, do you really think my stomach is a bottomless pit? This dumpling will probably last until lunch tomorrow."

Jing Xi left with the food box, and Yan Sheng sat on the chair for a long time, unable to regain his consciousness. The dumpling soup spilled on the table reflected his old face with oily splashes.

"Lao Yan, are you here?"

"Ahem, oh, Xiao Mu, I'm here, come in."

Mu Sheng left his umbrella outside and stamped the snow and mud off his feet before walking in. As soon as he entered the room, he smelled the fragrant aroma of dumplings, but he didn't say anything and went straight to Yan Sheng.

"Huh? Mr. Yan, the corner of your eye..." Mu Sheng pointed at the corner of his eye.

Yan Sheng wiped it clean and said, "Ahem, it's windy. Do you have anything to do with me?"

"In "One Hundred Battles", there is a battle-by-battle chapter. If students have differences, please ask Mr. Yan to explain."

Yan Sheng pursed his lips and motioned for him to sit down. Instead of explaining in a hurry, he smiled and said, "Why don't you go home and eat dumplings during the Winter Solstice?"

"Yan Lao forgot that the student's parents died early and the home is really deserted. It would be better not to go back."

Yan Sheng rolled his eyes and clung to his beard and said, "I was rash, don't be offended."

"As for Mr. Yan, in the end, this is still the student's own business."

Yan Sheng looked at this child who was about the same age as Jingxi. This child was indeed poor. He was born in a poor family. His parents died young. He had to live in the market at a young age. With the money he earned, he would rather go hungry than buy books to read and steal. He has done both light and butt penetration.

At that time, he had no money to ask his teacher to teach him, so he went to the academy to do odd jobs for free, just to stand on the window and listen to a class. I am afraid only he himself knows the bitterness of this journey.

It was precisely because of this perseverance that Yan Sheng made an exception and made him the director of the Imperial College.

His intelligence was no weaker than Jing Xi's, but it was a pity that he was born into a bad family. When Mu Sheng saw Yan Sheng staring at him all the time, he felt a little embarrassed and said, "Yan Lao, what's on the student's face?"

"Oh ho ho, I'm distracted. I'll talk about the battle later. There's no one else here. Let me ask you, what do you think of Jing Xi?"

Mu Shengyi cupped his hands and said, "Students should not talk about others behind their backs."

"Hey~ Jingxi is my student, and you are also my student. As a teacher, I naturally want to hear your views on each other."

Mu Sheng hesitated for a while and said: "Jing Xi...students feel that Jing Xi is not worthy of the big responsibility. His achievement is all because of Jing Shuai. With his nature, it is too easy to be led away by the nose before the battle." , this is a taboo for military strategists!"

Yan Sheng smiled and said nothing, and Mu Sheng also felt that he had gone too far. After all, Jing Xi was Yan Lao's favorite disciple.

"Yan Lao, the student was reckless..."

"Hahaha, don't worry about my face, but I also want to remind you that you haven't had much contact with Jingxi. You only look at him superficially now. When you have the opportunity to deepen your contact in the future, you will change your attitude. Ideas.”

"I hope so..."