The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Over the years, the master has paid so much for His Majesty in private. Although he doesn't say anything, and always uses all kinds of misleading means to cover up his actions, Flying Arc is not stupid. He can be confused by him for a while, but It is impossible to be confused by him for a lifetime.

But now, he knew the secret of his master bringing up His Majesty with another identity, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart!

Yin Wujiu put almost all his attention on Wen Jue, so Zhao Yansheng called him several times before he heard him.

Yin Wujiu withdrew his gaze from the man who stood out from the crowd, "Eunuch Zhao, what's the matter?"

Zhao Yansheng followed Yujia, while walking quickly, he said: "General Wen just left the entourage."

Hearing this, Yin Wujiu glanced back subconsciously, and Wen Chongzhou was nowhere to be seen in the team.

"Where did he go?"

Zhao Yansheng felt a little ashamed: "The people who were sent out came back and said that they lost them after a short time."

Yin Wujiu was silent for a while, and said: "Forget it, don't worry about him for now."

Zhao Yansheng sighed deeply, his tone was three points dissatisfied, and seven points helpless: "How can General Wen leave the field halfway on such an important day today? This is really against the rules!" Ascending to the throne, the parade ceremony has not yet ended, he just left the team without saying a word, isn't this in the face of His Majesty in front of the whole country?

This is how His Majesty will be able to prevail in the court and convince the public in the future!

Zhao Yansheng's expression was gloomy, but Yin Wujiu obviously didn't think about it that much, he was still caught in the joy of Master's arrival, he casually revealed the matter, and then turned his attention to Wen Jue.

Before Yin Wujiu came to the throne, he acted as an agent of the government for a long time, now he has taken the position with seniority, and he is able to handle things with ease, other things are easy to say, but there is one thing that gives him a headache.

——As soon as the national funeral was over, the group of officials, big and small, began clamoring for him to accept a concubine and fill the harem.

The new emperor is young, there is no woman in the harem, and he has no heirs, so in the eyes of all officials, the draft is even more urgent.

Facing their remonstrance again and again, Yin Wujiu almost ran out of reasons he could use. Seeing that group of people were still nagging in his ears every day, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and lost his temper directly in the court that day. , Throwing the bag in his hand to Yuxia.

Under Wen Jue's careful teaching, Yin Wujiu had already changed his childhood violent temper. Since he first entered the officialdom, everyone's impression of him is that he is modest and polite, but it is precisely because of this that his temper becomes more and more annoying. Shock.

The group of chattering officials were startled, and suddenly fell silent.

It's just that the issue of the emperor's heir is a big matter, and it would be great if it could be solved so easily. After the admonishment doctor was frightened, he became more rigid. Heir, the court is unstable and the hearts of the people are uneasy. Your Majesty just cut off the head of the old minister. The old minister should say the same thing. Please, please... draft the concubine, spread the branches and leaves for the royal family, revitalize the court, and protect my great business The country will last forever!"

After saying that, with trembling hands covered with age spots, he took off the black gauze hat on his head and put it on the ground, then kowtowed a big gift to Yin Wujiu that almost threw his body to the ground.

Yin Wujiu looked at the top of his mottled head, and the hands hidden under the dragon robe couldn't help but clenched into fists: "If I insist on not doing it?"

"That minister can't afford to kneel here." The admonishing doctor said, and kowtowed deeply again, "Your Majesty, please think again!"

"Your Majesty, please think twice, please accept the imperial concubine and extend the royal family!" Many people also knelt down and echoed.

"In the daily draft, in your eyes, the emperor's heir is more important than the emperor, right?"

Yin Wujiu was about to be pissed off by this group of stubborn old men, he looked away from the group of kneeling people with a sullen face, and inadvertently saw Wen Jue standing in the ranks of generals.

Yin Wujiu's heart moved, and he said: "General Wen, what do you think about this matter?" In the court today, this man has never said a word from the beginning to the end, and he has not participated in the matter of forcing himself to be drafted. In the matter, this made Yin Wujiu feel that this person might have a different opinion.

Greeting the boy with a look of hope, Wen Jue couldn't help but think bitterly, this is probably the first time he showed expressions other than forbearance and hatred when facing his identity as Wen Chongzhou.

Wen Jue stepped forward slightly, and said, "The matter of the emperor's heir is certainly important."

Yin Wujiu: "..." He just thought of asking for this guy's opinion because of his brain twitching!

Even if this person wishes in his heart to end his children and grandchildren, he probably won't say a word that suits him at this moment!

Just when Yin Wujiu was cursing himself in his heart, and the eyes of the ministers kneeling on the ground showed eager light, the man standing there suddenly changed the subject: "But this general thinks that it is inevitable that the princes of the court will This matter is too exaggerated, why, if His Majesty does not choose a concubine, is it possible that my Dashang will perish tomorrow?"

The admonishing doctor was blocked by his words, choked for a long time, and said with an angry blushing: "Since ancient times, there have been three unfilial acts, and the greatest is to have no descendants. The emperor's heir is the continuation of the country. The imperial power has no successor, and the people's hearts are unstable. They will stare at my big business."

Wen Jue: "With this general here, the admonishing doctor thinks, who would dare to invade my big business?"

These words are so crazy that you don't want them, but when they come from the mouth of the general who protects the country, they seem so natural.

Doctor Admonishment actually knew in his heart who was responsible for the peace of the border these years, but as a scholar, he still looked down on Wen Chongzhou, a martial artist who is proud of his talent and arrogant.

What's more, whether this person drove away foreign enemies to gain power, gain fame, or be loyal to the emperor and serve the country is another matter.

The admonishing doctor snorted coldly, and wanted to say something more, when the young emperor waved his hand and announced his retirement.

Watching the emperor get up and leave, the admonishing doctor called out anxiously a few times, but failed to hold him back. After a long while, he fell down on the ground dejectedly.

Wen Jue walked past him and said, "The waterlogging disaster in the south is not over, and the Qianjiang water robbers are rampant... Countless major issues related to the national economy and people's livelihood are waiting to be resolved. If you don't care about these, why bother to hold on to your majesty's harem."

The advising doctor looked at Wen Jue with displeasure written in his eyes: "If the general really thinks about this country, he should persuade His Majesty instead of following his temper!"

"It seems that my lord is going to fight to the death with His Majesty. If that's the case, the general will leave first." The old man was as stubborn as a stone in the latrine, and the reasoning didn't make sense, he still had to think about it Fazi told him to shut up.

Seeing Wen Jue walking away slowly, the advising doctor finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said behind his back: "Wen Chongzhou, what are your intentions?"

They all felt that persuading the emperor to fill up the harem was for the emperor and the good of the country, but Wen Jue did the opposite, which seemed to them to be uneasy and kind.

And the emperor has no queen, what good is it for him?

If you think about it further, it's intriguing.

How could Wen Jue not understand what this old man was thinking, but he was already a traitor in the hearts of these people, and he didn't mind having a worse reputation.

He didn't even bother to explain, so he walked away from the Golden Luan Hall.

"Your Majesty, where are we going next?" Zhao Yansheng asked cautiously as he trotted behind the young emperor who was striding forward.

Yin Wujiu: "Go back to the bedroom."

After Yin Wujiu went back, he locked himself in the palace alone, full of irritability and nowhere to vent, making him want to smash things when he sees them, but thinking of what Wen Jue taught him, he restrained himself.

Walking to the table, he spread the paper and grinded it, and began to write calligraphy.

Master once said that practicing calligraphy can calm the mind. This method is indeed very useful. He used to be able to calm down a lot when he was in a bad mood, but today, it seems to be useless.

When he was distracted, his hand trembled, and the tip of the pen drew a thick black stroke on the rice paper.

Yin Wujiu stared at it for a while, then suddenly pressed the brush down hard.

With a click, the wooden pen holder of Yangshan Phoenix broke into two pieces, and the irregular cut was poked on the side of his palm, causing a bloody hole in his palm.

Yin Wujiu looked at the bright red blood flowing from his palm, the expression on his face was a little dazed for a while.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his hand.

Yin Wujiu paused, then raised his head suddenly, and a handsome face came into view.

"Master!"

Wen Jue didn't respond to him, frowned slightly, grabbed his hand and examined it carefully, then took out the wound medicine he carried with him to stop the bleeding, found gauze and wrapped it carefully, and then opened Mouth: "Are you in a bad mood?"

Yin Wujiu inexplicably felt his nose ache when he asked a gentle question.

After a pause, he nodded slightly.

Wen Jue didn't ask questions knowingly again, but said: "I know everything about the court, since ancient times people say it's scary, don't take it too seriously."

Although Yin Wujiu had also made psychological preparations before, when he actually sat in this position, he realized that the difficulty of being in this position is far deeper and heavier than he imagined.

"I've worked very hard to be the emperor!" Yin Wujiu gently grabbed Wen Jue's hand, and said aggrieved and troubled, "But...but they insisted on making me marry another woman. How could it be possible to marry someone else! I really want to get rid of them all, but when I think of them kneeling in the hall to make a speech, disregarding life and death, but..."

"They are the people left behind by your father, and they supported and supported you when you succeeded to the throne. Now they are forcing you hard, but it is only for the sake of this country."

Yin Wujiu: "Master means...are they doing right?"

After asking this question, Yin Wujiu suddenly became flustered, what would Master think? If he thinks they are doing something wrong, how should he make those high officials give up? If he says they are doing something right, So... is it my fault?

"No, even if everyone thinks I'm wrong, I will definitely not compromise on this matter." Yin Wujiu suddenly hugged Wen Jue, "Wujiu doesn't want anyone except Master!" His whole life , The person who wants, the person who can stay with him, is only his master.

With such provocative words of love and such an expression full of attachment, Wen Jue was almost overwhelmed.

Wen Jue's heart almost softened into water for a moment, and he said softly after a while: "This road is very hard."

Yin Wujiu said: "I am not afraid of hard work."

Wen Jue looked at the few strands of blood in his eyes, and said, "But I can't bear it... Wugui, or just follow their wishes!"

Yin Wujiu was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't believe it: "Master, what did you say?"

Seeing his reaction like this, Wen Jue was happy but also a little guilty. Knowing that he cared about him so much, Wen Jue didn't want him to continue to misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained his plan.

——In the early years, Wen Jue raised a few capable dead men, among them were two women, one pretended to be Princess Yongchun and stayed in the general's mansion to cover up others, and the other was helping Wen Jue deal with it all the time something in the dark.

Now Wen Jue plans to let the woman "enter the palace as a concubine" for the time being. After a few days, he will release the news of the concubine's pregnancy. It wouldn't be so aggressive.

After Yin Wujiu finished listening, he didn't think there was anything wrong with letting a random child come in to be the prince, instead he raised his brows and eyes happily: "If this is really the case, that would be great!"

Because of this incident, Yin Wujiu couldn't eat well or sleep well in the past few days. He was very tired physically and mentally. At this time, a heavy stone fell to the ground, and he relaxed. In the blink of an eye, he was lying on the desk I fell asleep.

Looking at his sleeping face, Wen Jue felt pity and guilt in his heart for a moment.

He was the one who asked him to be the emperor, and he was the one who let him fall into such a difficult situation, but he couldn't stand by his side openly and share some of the burden for him.

Wen Jue bent down, picked up Yin Wujiu from the table, and walked to the dragon couch.

When putting the person on the bed, Yin Wujiu woke up.

"I woke you up." Wen Jue touched his face, "Sleep a little longer, I'll be here with you."

"There are still many papers that have not been approved." Yin Wujiu said, and was about to get off the bed.

Wen Jue is also a person who goes to the court to listen to the government every day. He knows how many things are going on in the court every day. If those memorials are not reviewed in time, they will only accumulate more and more. Yin Wugui got up.

It's just that after Yin Wujiu ordered Zhao Yansheng to send the memorial to the outer hall of the bedroom, Wen Jue himself approved it for him.

Wen Jue first sorted the excerpts into categories according to priority, and then read them one by one.

He has a good memory, and his reading speed is extremely fast, he can read a book in a few seconds, and then he moves his pen like flying to write notes, his posture is like correcting a paper, it is best to use only one-third of Yin Wujiu's usual time Within a short time, he finished approving the big memorial in front of him.

Yin Wujiu opened a book and looked at it, and found that the small characters on it were exactly the same as his own, he was surprised and admired for a moment, his eyes almost glowed when he looked at Wen Jue.

Wen Jue hung the brush in his hand on the pen holder casually, and said, "I'm fine now, maybe I can rest in peace."

Yin Wujiu stared at Wen Jue for a while, then suddenly threw himself into his arms.

The two hadn't been close for a few days, and they hugged each other for a few moments, and sparks were sparked accidentally.

But at this moment, Zhao Yansheng's soft voice came from outside the hall: "Your Majesty, it's time for breakfast."

Yin Wujiu cleared his throat and said, "Let someone bring it in."

Zhao Yansheng responded respectfully, and within a short while, a palace official came in with exquisite dishes, such as nutritious porridge, various pastries, side dishes, and crystal dumplings.

After everyone had left, Wen Jue came out from the inner hall, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the table full of exquisite food.

It's just that Yin Wujiu didn't know why, just after taking a bite of the three fresh shrimp dumplings, he suddenly felt his stomach churning, and after throwing out half of the dumpling, he still couldn't stop retching.