Later, I became the prince of the group

Chu Rui couldn't recover from the shock all night, and he was very awake until early in the morning. When he arrived at the South Study Room, it was a quarter of an hour earlier than before.

However, Chu Yan was even earlier than him.

Chu Rui finally managed to ask the question that had been held in his stomach all night, but he still suppressed his tone to make himself not so surprised: "How did you do it."

Chu Yan was copying the copybook without raising his head: "What?"

"You restored the chess piece!"

Chu Yan: "Extraordinary talent, photographic memory."

This tone sounded perfunctory at first glance, but Chu Rui couldn't think of any other explanation, but he was always a little uncertain.

Obviously... not long ago, Chu Yan was not stupid...

He snatched Chu Yan's brush and grabbed his sleeve: "Go, try again, I want to see with my own eyes if you did it."

When the writing brush was dropped, the tip of the pen touched Chu Yan's cuff and drew a long line. Chu Yan grabbed Chu Rui's arm with his backhand and pulled it on the table. The latter was caught off guard and his whole arm was pressed against the inkstone.

Before Chu Rui could yell out, Chu Yan called Chou Sheng who was waiting outside: "Ask someone to fetch a suit of clothes for the third prince."

Then he turned his head: "Why is the third brother so careless?"

Chu Rui stuck in his throat: "..."

Chu Yan didn't give him a chance to speak at all: "It wasn't my restored chessboard, could it be that the palace servants in your courtyard couldn't restore it?"

Chu Rui coughed for a long time before he calmed down. Of course, he knew that his servant could not have this ability, so he was so shocked that he couldn't sleep.

He must have admired someone with such talent, but his previous impression of Chu Yan hadn't changed, and this brother was too annoying after he recovered, so he could only sit aside and sulk.

Chu Yan finally became pure, picked up a pen and continued to practice calligraphy.

After he traced a character, he wrote it on another piece of white paper, and the trace was accurate, but the appearance was not good when he wrote it himself.

Chu Rui looked at it for a while, and then let out a very disgusting mocking laugh, but Chu Yan was not disturbed at all, as if it didn't matter whether he existed or not.

After a while, Chu Rui couldn't sit still: "Can you play chess?"

"will not."

"Then you still say I'm a bad player!"

Chu Yan sneered: "As far as you are concerned, you know that you can't play any good chess."

Although he and Chu Rui have only been together for two days, they have already figured out the character of this little brat.

This person is more than lacking in scheming, he simply has a lack of brain. For other princes of this age, he is not as simple and easy to understand.

No wonder the position of crown prince has been vacant for so many years. Chu Rui, as the first son, is not far from the age of the second prince, but he has never been crowned prince. In the brief reprimand of Emperor Chengxing yesterday, Chu Yan could hear the full truth. The meaning of "hate iron but not steel".

Chu Rui was dissatisfied: "What's wrong with my mind, it's not up to you to say if it's okay or not."

Chu Yan just glanced at him: "Do you want to make a bet?"

Chu Rui: "What bet?"

Chu Yan: "If I memorize a few more chess records, I think even if I don't know how to, I can find some subtleties from them. Let's limit it to seven days. Within seven days, I will learn chess theory and memorize chess records. After seven days, we will play a game and talk about it." Win or lose. If you win, I promise you a request within my ability."

Chu Rui was a little moved. He might not care about that request, but at his age and personality, he was very interested in such a game.And he was really curious about whether the "seven-day period" that Chu Yan boasted about going to Haikou could be achieved.

"Then what if I lost?" His intuition told him that it was impossible for Chu Yan to have any good intentions.

Chu Yan was silent for a while, looked at the paper, and said in a calm tone, "In the eighth year of Chengxing, you took a fancy to the pattern of a coat of mine, and the eunuch snatched it away. It was the only cotton coat I had that year. "

It was that year that his sixth uncle gave him charcoal in a timely manner, and made that fool never forget it until he died.

The atmosphere was a little frozen, even though Chu Yan was very calm, Chu Rui still felt a bit of coldness.

"In 11 years, the young master of the aristocratic family came to the palace to choose a companion, and you all pulled my belt and pushed me into the water."

Chu Rui turned his head away, with an unnatural expression, and whispered: "I... I don't remember."

"12 years..." Chu Yan paused, "Forget it, I don't want to settle accounts with you. If you lose, you can kowtow to me and admit your mistake. From then on, I won't play tricks on you anymore, and the grudges I made before will be gone." That's it."

Chu Rui raised his voice: "I'll give it to you?"

He paused, met Chu Yan's eyes, and couldn't continue.

This person's face was as cold as usual, but there seemed to be a complex emotion in his eyes, like pain and intolerance.

He is deeply saddened by the fact that he was hurt by his relatives, and he cannot bear the hatred that cannot be overcome from now on. If there is an opportunity for him to let go, then everything will be fine.

Chu Rui avoided that gaze helplessly, he was afraid that if he continued to look at it, he would never be able to escape the entanglement of that gaze: "Success, deal. It's not shameful to kowtow to elder brother...but you win first Let me talk about it."

Chu Yan smiled faintly, and Chu Rui's eyes that almost made him feel guilty just now disappeared without a trace, becoming unpredictable and deep.

In the next few days, not only Chu Yan, but even Chu Rui was improving his chess skills.

They didn't tell anyone about the betting agreement seven days later, and Chu Yan only brought Xinqing to Qingju Palace alone. It was the same white jade chessboard, but it was played inside the house.

Chu Rui's chess is not good, but it's not bad either. At his age, it is to the point. He can feel that Chu Yan's skills are not particularly good. His moves are very slow, and most of the moves are from the chess records , It doesn't look difficult to dismantle, but it can beat him by a margin, and finally won him by two pieces.

Chu Yan didn't show any joy after winning, and asked Xinqing to fetch the hand stove with her usual expression, and kept warm on her own.

In the end, let the other two people in the room retreat.

Chu Rui still cares about face to some extent, while Chu Yan just wants to find a place for the original body, and has no intention of making the relationship between the brothers too rigid, and also cares about his face.

So the servants didn't know their bet very well, so they could only retreat out of curiosity, and closed the door behind them.

Chu Yan didn't urge him, Ren Churui lowered his head to ponder on the spot, and enjoyed the "warmth of winter" by himself.

As expected of the empress' darling, his third younger brother's room was warmer than the side hall of Fengyi Palace after he used good charcoal.

It may be because the house is burning with earth dragons, or it may be because the windows are covered with several layers, thick curtains are installed, and a blanket is spread on the ground to block the coolness that comes up from the ground...

Chu Yan sneered secretly: The empress really cares about her son.

After a while, Chu Rui knelt down in front of him with a distorted expression of seeing death at home.

"Brother, I... I was ignorant before, and I did some things that I'm sorry to you. I apologize to you. We are brothers. There is no hurdle that we can't get over. Don't hold grudges."

After finishing the beautiful routine, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and kowtowed.

Chu Yan was almost amused by his expression of "I don't care if you remember the grudge or not, anyway, I have the grudge", and secretly thought that he should not speak at this time, and let him just kneel so unwillingly.

But on second thought, he got up and pulled Chu Rui up.

Chu Yan couldn't say a word, whether to forgive or not, he couldn't say it, he was not qualified to say it, and there was no need to say it.

It's just that his own life has to go on, so let everything start again from tomorrow.

He patted Chu Rui on the shoulder and left the warm room.

After that, Chu Yan lived a low-key life behind closed doors, not going anywhere except to ask for peace and go to school.

For this reason, Xinqing was still a little bit aggrieved: "Your highness, you have such a talent, why don't you show it in front of your majesty."

Chu Yan was annoyed by the nagging, and finally couldn't hold back her temper: "If you keep arguing, get out."

Xinqing shivered, and shut her mouth embarrassingly.

He is not the queen's favorite son, nor is he the elder brother that all the brothers look up to. If he is valued by the emperor because of his ability, Chu Rui will definitely be jealous and dissatisfied, and the queen may not be happy. Turn on him.

If he wants to break this situation, he can only start from other aspects, bit by bit eating away at the three-acre land in everyone's hearts, instead of blindly competing for favor in this isolated and helpless time.

But then again, he can't be idle for too long.

Now Emperor Chengxing feels ashamed of him and has no hope for him, so he neither asks about his homework nor has other demands on him, but after a long time, Emperor Chengxing should feel that this son is not pitiful, It's trash.

The next day, Emperor Chengxing came to see Chu Yan as usual.

He always brought something good every time he came, and this time was no exception, he brought a jar of wine.

The great eunuch Liang Ye had good eyesight, sent all the palace servants out of the house, and poured wine for the two of them alone.

Chu Yan's injuries were mostly healed, but his bones were still weak. Emperor Chengxing was not incapable of this, and what he brought was the weakest green plum wine.

But Chu Yan had never drank alcohol after all, and he was careful when he took it in, but it was useless, and he was still choked to death.

Emperor Chengxing laughed loudly: "This is the wine usually prepared in the concubine's palace."

Chu Yan was not provoked by him at all, and said calmly: "It's just that I'm not used to it. I drink a few cups a day, and I will never get drunk after a thousand cups."

Emperor Chengxing smiled and shook his head: "Hey, you can't drink too much, and you still want a dozen imperial doctors to talk to you? Take care of yourself."

"My son understands." Chu Yan also smiled faintly, turned around and gave Liang Ye a wink, and secretly drank a second glass of wine.

This wine is clear and sweet, so it doesn't hurt to drink a few glasses less.Emperor Chengxing opened one eye and closed the other, turned his head and saw a stack of rice paper on the table next to him, and couldn't help but go over to take a look.

Seeing a few words crookedly written on the rice paper, I couldn't help laughing: "Your writing in big characters is not as good as a seven-year-old Xiao Liu."

The seven-year-old Xiao Liu was not talking about the sixth prince, but the sixth princess.

Chu Yan moved the wine glass away from his lips, showing embarrassment, which amused Emperor Chengxing.

"Come." Emperor Chengxing became interested, and waved to him, then turned around and dipped the pen into ink, before stuffing it into his hand.Chu Yan thought it was to instruct him to write, but he didn't expect Emperor Chengxing to hold his hand and write the word "Yan" slowly like guiding a child.

Emperor Chengxing felt his son's stiffness, patted his arm, and couldn't help feeling: "When you first learned to write, you pestered me to teach you to write your own name, but the word 'Yan' is not easy to write, as long as I As soon as you let go of your hand, you will be short of pens and paintings."

In front of Emperor Chengxing, Chu Yan always answered the words as soon as he could: "I must have been too young at that time, so I don't remember much."

"It was when you were three years old." Emperor Chengxing held his hand and wrote another word "Hong", "I tried to teach you to write 'Hong', and you memorized it right away."

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment.

"Chu Hong" is the name of Emperor Chengxing. How much an emperor loved his son back then taught him to write his own name.

It's ridiculous that just one "dementia" has worn these things down to nothing left.

After practicing calligraphy like this for almost half an hour, Emperor Chengxing's hands felt a little numb, so he let go.

Chu Yan poured wine for him: "Father, please rest."

"No need, I'm in good spirits." Emperor Chengxing took a sip, told Chu Yan to sit down, checked Chu Yan's recitation of the three-piece set of Enlightenment, and picked out an article in "Shangshu", and explained it to him personally. I don't mean to be impatient.

During this period, Liang Ye couldn't help turning his head to look at the two of them frequently, wondering how the eldest prince could be so favored after waking up from illness.

Chu Yan didn't plan to deliberately show off his talent, but he didn't dare to hide his clumsiness. If he hides it now and reveals it in the future, it's not sure what Emperor Chengxing thinks.

In this way, Emperor Chengxing discovered that when he finished speaking an article, when he asked Chu Yan again, Chu Yan could describe everything he had said exactly, and he was much smarter than when he was a child!

On the second day, Emperor Chengxing ordered Chu Yan to move to the imperial study to study, and such honor and favor caused another wave in the harem.

After Chu Rui heard about it, he lost his temper and got a painless board.So on the third day, there was another Chu Rui in the Yushufang.

In the past, when Emperor Chengxing was not busy, he often skipped Chu Rui's class for a day and asked him to come to the imperial study to teach in person.

Even if he gets busy, he will let Chu Rui come every seven days to answer Chu Rui's questions.

But the situation of staying in the imperial study every day has never happened before.

Thinking that this honor was due to Chu Yan's honor, Chu Rui was in a bad mood. Taking advantage of Emperor Chengxing's time out, he drew several lines on Chu Yan's rice paper.

This time Chu Yan did not fight back, and changed a piece of paper to write again: "Rui is three years old, and I have 13 years of free time, so my father asked me to come here every day, in order to finish what I should learn quickly, you After studying for more than ten years, should he worry about it?"

Chu Rui thought about it, and it was indeed the case: "Okay, I'm sorry."

Then he added: "Don't call me a nickname."

Chu Yan didn't get to know him, thinking that the kid might be a bit self-abuse.

The atmosphere in the imperial study was so dull, but he was still in a hurry to come. If Chu Yan had the power not to come, he would have gone back to enjoy life long ago!

Not long after, Emperor Chengxing finally returned to his study, followed by several court officials.

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