Let me eat a soft meal

Xie Yushu glared at Jiang He viciously, thinking about how to deal with this smug guy, just when the matter of compiling the book came to an end, all the members of the Jiang family wanted to talk about their marriage to the glorious Tanhua Lang at home, Jiang He found an excuse to stay in the palace After avoiding it for so long, it's time to face it.

When he returned home later, he gave Doctor Jiang the catalog of ladies in Beijing that his mother had proposed for his second brother.

Just let you be rampant for a while.Xie Yushu sneered in his heart, and stood upright with his hands folded, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered.

Jiang He didn't realize that the danger was approaching, but Ye Xuan understood his fate from the details, and patted the back of his hand pityingly: Jiang Hanlin, I hope you are safe.

The eldest prince has graduated from the Imperial College, and has also entered the court to listen to the government. He is usually busy with political affairs, and rarely sees his younger siblings. Hearing that Ye Xuan said they were all there, he planned to go in and say hello.

Xie Yushu was a little puzzled, and asked Ye Xuan with a low voice, "Why are you all injured?"

Ye Xuan explained: "General Huang came to the Martial Arts Arena today."

As the name suggests, Huang Mang has always been synonymous with a reckless man. He has a record of beating up the prince in front of the imperial court and the minister in the back with a sack in the back. It is said that he is not stingy with a hob, but beating up the emperor's heir really seems like something he can do.

As soon as Ye Xuan said that, Xie Yushu couldn't bear to look directly at him and covered his face.

When they entered the main hall of the imperial hospital, a few princes inside were howling and screaming, completely forgetting all manners. The fourth prince was punched twice in the face and is now swollen, and the fifth prince's arm was bruised. It's a big movie, the one on the medicine is teary, and there's a vote of princes to accompany it and some princes and princes.

All in all it was appalling.

The first prince was shocked when he saw it, but he couldn't say anything, but fortunately, the weak second child never went to the martial arts arena, and he was relieved that he was not among the wounded.

Jiang He covered his face with a fan and took a breath, and couldn't help saying, "General Huang is too brave."

Ye Xuan and Xie Yushu nodded tacitly, agreeing with Jiang He's opinion for the first time, and their admiration for Huang Mang has reached another level.

The first reckless man deserves his name.

On the second day, Mr. Xie, who had been resting for a long time, returned to Guozijian for class.

The princes and daughters who had been persecuted by Zhao Yunsheng for several months were very excited, especially the eighth prince, who rushed forward and shouted "Sir".

Xie Yushu patted his head, pointed to his own throat, tried his best to suppress his throat with a little shame, so that the voice was not so unpleasant, and whispered, "My throat is uncomfortable, so I probably can't talk much."

"Ah, what should you do when you are in class?" The eighth prince was worried for a moment, he only thought that Xie Yushu's voice was hoarse due to the wind and cold.

Xie Yushu didn't want to explain either, and said, "If it really doesn't work, I'll let Mr. Zhao teach for me."

"That won't work!" The fourth prince jumped up in an instant. After a night, his injury became more swollen, and there was still a bruise on his cheek. When he was excited, he accidentally pulled it, and grinned in pain.

An overly strict teacher makes the students physically and mentally exhausted. Not to mention studying, seeing his face is a kind of mental torture, which makes people tremble uncontrollably.

Zhao Yunsheng is such a strict teacher.

The Eighth Prince's eyes turned red when he thought of seeing Mr. Zhao in two days, and he almost shed tears. He held on to Xie Yushu's hand tightly.

Xie Yushu was in a dilemma. There was nothing he could do. The imperial doctor said that the voice should be well protected during the voice change period, and he really didn't want to use this "quack" male duck voice in class.

Ye Xuan looked at his appearance with his face propped up, a little funny, it depends on how he responds.

Unexpectedly, the eighth prince rolled his eyes, and suddenly let go of Xie Yushu and ran in front of him.

The child tugged at Ye Xuan's sleeve with tears in his eyes, "Seventh brother, you are the best, can you help Mr. Xie?"

Ye Xuan glanced at Xie Yushu, pretending to be helpless, "I also want to help sir, but I'm just a student, I haven't learned all the four books and five classics, and I only have a superficial understanding of etiquette and music. How can I help sir?"

The Eighth Prince pouted, and said in a low voice, "But Mister and Seventh Brother have the best relationship, every time Mister has any ideas, Seventh Brother can see through them at a glance, presumably if Mister is in class, Seventh Brother will be able to pass the message on his behalf. "

These words were whispered, and only the two parties heard them.

Ye Xuan was startled, and Xie Yushu was also thoughtful.

The Eighth Prince shook his sleeve, and pleaded childishly, "Seventh Brother, you should try it first!"

"Old Seven, just listen to Eighth Brother and try first." The third princess, who loves martial arts but not literature, annoyed the coffin-faced Zhao Yunsheng the most. She shook the pages of the book in her hand and said, "If it doesn't work, try more."

Anyway, it's better than Zhao Yunsheng coming to class.

The others also nodded straightly. They are Mr. Zhao who is really respectful and solemn.

Ye Xuan couldn't delay, so he had to stand up and nodded, "Okay, let's try it, if it doesn't work..."

Xie Yushu answered, "The minister will find His Majesty and find another gentleman to fill the vacancy of the minister."

He also could see that these students really didn't want to see Zhao Jiancheng, and as a Jiancheng, Zhao Yunsheng already had enough things to do, and it's not good for him to bother people to take over as a substitute.

Xie Yushu had already thought about his future and handed over his book to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan opened it, and was a little surprised. He saw that the blank spaces in this book were filled with red cinnabar and filled with opinions and remarks. Tired, even a few short poems and essays are enough to show the author's profound knowledge and vision.

Hairpin lowercase is a kind of regular script, because it is soft and delicate, and is mostly used by women. However, Xie Yushu's hairpin lowercase has all the fonts, but it is more inclined to regular script, so it has a tough and elegant style.

Ye Xuan praised, and couldn't help copying the shape of the characters in his heart, and found that he couldn't write with such a style, and couldn't help feeling a pity.

Seeing him observing those words, Xie Yushu's eyes were filled with admiration, and his ears instantly burned with inexplicable embarrassment.

In this class, Ye Xuan and Xie Yushu cooperated very well.

As the Eighth Prince said, when Xie Yushu gave a look and said a few words, Ye Xuan understood everything, and very naturally expanded his meaning to explain it to others in a more easy-to-understand way.

Xie Yushu couldn't help but look at Ye Xuan a few more times.

Ye Xuan was still bowing his head to trace the small script of Zanhua. After such a long lecture, his throat was a little dry and hoarse.

The next moment, a cup of tea was placed by his hand.

Ye Xuan paused, and met Xie Yushu's face with the hand holding the teacup. The two looked at each other and smiled.

The author has something to say: Originally this piece wanted to reveal the purpose of the emperor, but it was not written.

Definitely tomorrow!