The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Although the old man was rescued by Wen Jue, Wen Jue didn't treat him as a servant, and allowing him to do some chores in the house was just to make him feel at ease. On weekdays, Wen Jue called the old man Jiang Bo, but Yin Wujiu called him Grandpa Jiang, after getting along for a long time, the master and apprentice regarded him as a member of the family.

Jiang Bo used to be a teacher in a school, he taught and educated people for most of his life, it can be said that he is full of knowledge, occasionally tutoring Yin Wu Jiu for Wen Jue's homework, it saves him a lot of time.

It's just that the old and the young stay together, Jiang Bo looks at Yin Wujiu's innocence and cuteness, and he can't help but think of his beloved grandson who doesn't know where he is now, and when Yin Wujiu looks at the old man, he will think of his own death Grandpa, you say something to me, chatting and chatting, there is a burst of sadness from it, and the atmosphere is dignified.

Wen Jue knew Jiang Jinan's whereabouts, because the child was in Wen's house now, and he had thought about reuniting the grandparents and grandchildren, but on the one hand, he didn't find the right time, and on the other hand, if the old man saw Jiang Jinan, It is inevitable that they will learn that Jiang Ting is no longer alive, and I am afraid that it will be another blow at that time.

Wen Jue usually gets up early to teach Yin Wujiu's martial arts lessons, and if he wants to go to court, he will arrange the content of today's learning for the child before entering the palace. When he leaves the palace, Yin Wujiu must have gone to the school, and Wen Jue will Instead of going back to the other courtyard, I went directly to the barracks to work, had lunch with the soldiers in the army, and then dealt with some "private affairs" in the afternoon.

Although he is not obsessed with power, he is now in the vortex of political power. If he has no cards in his hand, even if he has a system to hang his life so as not to be played to death, he will only be restricted everywhere and stretched at every turn. Therefore, Wen Jue has never been here since he came here , has been secretly cultivating his own power, and he also used the gold, silver and jewelry bestowed by the emperor to invest in some industries. While making money, he also placed some people in it to listen to the news.

At the end of such a day, Wen Jue went back to the other courtyard at the time when Yin Wujiu left school, and when they met, they first cared about what the child learned in school today, and then randomly checked what he had taught recently.

Wen Jue is not like the gentlemen in the school who randomly check the content of the previous day every day. When he checks, he doesn't even turn over the book. Yin Wujiu has only been in contact with these things for a few months, and he is still at the point of smattering. He is often stunned when he asks such a question, but fortunately, he has a good memory. Most of those who have seen it can remember it.

Just like today, Wen Jue just said: "What are five materials?"

When Yin Wujiu heard it, he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and suddenly his breath was choked in his throat, unable to go up or down, Wen Jue didn't urge him, and after waiting for a while, he saw him standing there scratching his head. , Sweat broke out, and slowly reminded: ""Six Secret Teachings", Volume [-], Dragon..."

Yin Wujiu didn't wait for him to finish, but he remembered it, and immediately said: "The so-called five talents are courage, wisdom, benevolence, trustworthiness, and loyalty. Courage is inviolable, wisdom is invincible, benevolence is love, trust If you don't cheat, if you are loyal, you have no double heart."

He sternly recited this passage from Long Tao Lun Jiang Zhong, and after Wen Jue nodded, he patted his chest with his small hands and exhaled heavily.

Wen Jue pretended not to notice his small movements, and continued to ask: "What is ten offenses?"

The child is not stuck this time, and the answer is almost conditioned in his heart: "The so-called ten faults are those who are brave and light on death, those who are anxious and quick-tempered, those who are greedy and interested in profit, and those who are benevolent but not tolerant. There are those who are wise but timid, those who are trustworthy and trust others, those who are honest but not loving others, those who are wise but slow-hearted, those who are resolute but self-serving, and those who are cowardly but willing to let others go."

"What is the Eight Signs of the General?"

Yin Wujiu replied: "One is to ask him with his words to observe his words; second, he is poor to use his words to observe his changes; third, he is to conspire with him to observe his sincerity; fourth, he is to ask clearly and clearly to observe his virtues. The fifth is to make him use wealth to observe his honesty, the sixth is to test him by his color to observe his chastity, the seventh is to tell him that he is difficult to observe his courage, and the eighth is to make him drunk to observe his attitude. , don’t like to leave.”

Wen Jue didn't show it on the surface, but he couldn't help praising in his heart, paused, and asked again: "What is the way of war?"

Yin Wujiu thought for a while, and answered again.

Jiang Bo came over to invite them to have dinner, and he was shocked to hear the master and apprentice's fluent exchange of answers.

Although he has never studied the art of war intensively, he had read it a little out of curiosity when he was young. He only remembered that the "Six Secret Teachings" contains extensive and profound content, profound thoughts, and very meticulous logic, but now he is asked to say One or two of them, he can't tell, the young master's identity is mysterious, he is an extraordinary person at first glance, it is not surprising that he can master these things at his fingertips, it's just that this child is not to blame, he heard that he has only been able to read and study for a few months , and now I can answer it with ease.

Jiang Bo thought about the students he had taught in the past few decades, except for his missing son, none of them had such intelligence, and even his Ting'er, at this age, only learned the Four Books and Five Classics , How do you know what strategies to discuss the art of war and the way to govern the country!

Sensing Jiang Bo's gaze, Wen Jue stopped talking and looked over.

Jiang Bo withdrew his thoughts, with a kind smile on his face: "My lord, it's time for dinner."

"Thank you for your hard work!" Wen Jue stood up from behind the desk, turned to look at Yin Wujiu, "Let's call it a day."

"Yes, Master." Yin Wujiu responded happily, and then subconsciously ran towards the dining room, but just took a step and then retracted, waiting for Wen Jue to leave first, he patted behind My hungry stomach murmured: Stomach, stomach, please bear with me a little longer, Master has just passed the "Book of Rites" test, we can't give in now! "

Yin Wujiu has a special status, and Wen Jue has many secrets hidden in him. Just in case, he didn't even dare to hire a servant in this house, so they need to do everything by themselves. After dinner, Yin Wujiu consciously Collected the dishes and chopsticks to wash, and went to the study after washing, Wen Jue was already cooking tea and burning incense, waiting for him.

After a while, intermittent and out-of-tune qin sounds came from the room, and pedestrians who passed by at night couldn't help frowning, but in a blink of an eye, the qin sound became melodious again.

Sometimes it is as peaceful as a narration, sometimes it is as clear as a fairy, sometimes it is subtle and long, and sometimes it is loose and deep... It is ethereal and changeable, and it is fascinating.

"Your Highness, it's time to go." The man in black looked at the young man standing on the wall and whispered.

The young man nodded lightly, but he did not look away from the window with the warm yellow light. After a long while, he said in a low voice: "It's a pity that the player who plays the piano has more than ten years of skill at least. His apprentices are a bit unsatisfactory!" Obviously, he guessed from the voice coming from inside the room that he was teaching temperament.

"Your Highness said so." The man in black agreed, and then couldn't help reminding, "Your Highness, the palace gate is about to close, if you delay, you won't be able to enter."

"Understood." The boy replied, and finally looked away.

He turned around, and the silver moonlight poured down on his face. His skin was as white as snow, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and his blood-like red clothes fluttered in the wind. When he took a closer look, it was Yin Hongyu, the seventh prince.

Fortunately, his curiosity was not so exuberant, otherwise, if he ran to the study beam or the window to take a peek, it would probably be another story.

But just now, Wen Jue has taught Yin Wujiu many times, but the child is always at a loss, so Wen Jue let him rest for a while, and caressed a song himself.

After playing the song, Wen Jue raised his head, saw the child staring at him blankly, raised his hand and waved in front of his eyes, and when the other party recovered, he said, "Come and sit down."

Yin Wujiu's eyes were shining, and it was full of admiration: "Master, you are so powerful, is there anything in this world that you don't know?"

Wen Jue was amused by his exaggerated reaction, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up: "There is no end to self-learning, and there are many things that Master doesn't know."

Yin Wujiu turned to Wen Jue, stretched out an index finger and carefully plucked the strings of the qin, the guqin gave out a light sound, it sounded dull and boring, the child couldn't help frowning.

"Master, when will Wu Jiu be able to play a melody as beautiful as yours?" Yin Wu Jiu asked sullenly, apparently without much confidence.

Wen Jue encouraged: "You are a smart kid, as long as you are willing to learn, in time, you will play better than Master."

Wen Jue was born with heart disease. In order to make him calm and calm, his father invited a teacher to teach him Guqin and calligraphy to cultivate his sentiments.

No child likes these difficult and seemingly esoteric and boring things from birth, and Wen Jue is no exception, but after studying for a long time, he has become interested in it. It can even be said that he will choose a literature major in college later. A large part of the reason is also because of childhood enlightenment about aspects.

He didn't learn this guqin to eat or show off his skills, so he only played a few songs occasionally when he was excited or impatient, and he didn't work hard, so from Wen Jue's own point of view, he was just an amateur. Yin Wujiu is the protagonist in the book. According to the routine of the novel, the general protagonist has the aura of the protagonist. Presumably, as long as he works hard, there is nothing he can't learn well.

Yin Wujiu was full of confidence when he said this, he rolled up his sleeves and eagerly said: "Then Wujiu wants to learn, and Wujiu also wants to play as good as the master's tune."

Wen Jue stood up from the front of the Qin table and gave up his seat, Yin Wujiu immediately sat down on it, his swift movements seemed as if someone took his seat one step too late.

It's just that his confidence and enthusiasm were quickly blown away in the following time.

The child stopped moving, raised his hands and tightly hugged his head that was about to explode, his delicate eyebrows were almost frowned.

At this moment, Yin Wujiu felt helpless, just when he was about to give up in his heart, he took off the hands holding his head with both hands, held the index finger of his right hand, and gently touched it on the strings. It fluctuated for a while, and then, one after another, a brisk and melodious tune took shape at his fingertips, filling the entire room along with the sandalwood in front of the desk.

I don't know if it was the man's movements that were too gentle, or the song was too sweet, anyway, the impetuousness and frustration in Yin Wujiu's heart gradually melted away, and when he regained his senses, he turned his head unconsciously, wanting to take a look people behind.

The first thing that caught my eye was the few strands of hair hanging on the man's chest, and then his slender and white collarbone, and the graceful jawline. Just when Yin Wujiu's gaze was about to move up, the man suddenly interrupted him. .

"Don't be distracted, feel carefully."

Yin Wujiu didn't quite understand what Wen Jue made him feel, but he just felt that the master's voice was so beautiful, even more beautiful than the music of the zither that entered the eardrums.

At the end of the song, Wen Jue stood up, pressed his waist that was a little sore from holding one posture for a long time, and said: "It's getting late, go and rest, I have something to do with the teacher tomorrow morning, so you can stay in the courtyard by yourself." Practice stance and swordsmanship, understand?"

In the past, when Wen Jue said that he had something to do in the morning, Yin Wujiu would still ask him a question, but he got used to it after a lot of times, and he just obediently agreed, then said goodbye to Wen Jue, and walked to his own room.

After he left, Wen Jue went back to Yin Wujiu's bedroom next door, changed back to his usual attire in Wen's mansion, and then went out through the window, urging Qinggong and Bupogong to climb over the wall, and disappeared into the night in an instant. middle.

As usual every day, Nanxi packed up and looked outside the house. As expected, he didn't see the familiar figure, so he planned to tie the door to rest.

Could it be that the young master will not come back tonight?

Since when did the young master seldom spend the night in the mansion?

Nan Xi thought for a while, it should be after Young Master Xibei and his party came back. Since then, Young Master has been busy in the palace and outside every day. He seldom shows up in Wen's residence, and every time the young master goes out, he will let himself pretend that he is resting in the room, and close the door to prevent anyone from entering.

Nan Xi understood that the young master didn't want people to know about his going out, so he followed his orders all the time, and blocked every time someone came over.

Fortunately, today is different from the past, the people in the mansion are very afraid of the young master, so they don't dare to make things difficult for him, and he handles it with ease.

It's just that Nan Xi is occasionally curious about the reason why the young master sleeps out every day. This kind of curiosity has accumulated for a long time, and Nan Xi couldn't help asking one day.

But the answer he got was just one sentence, don't ask what you shouldn't ask.

From the young master's words, Nan Xi knew that he didn't care about his transgression, but Nan Xi didn't make progress either, and never brought up this issue again.

He thought, there must be a son's reason for doing things, and he just needs to do his own thing well.

Nan Xi covered his mouth and yawned, and was about to close the door when a black shadow flew in front of him.

The figure seemed to appear out of thin air, and Nan Xi was startled. With a shake of his hand, the candlestick on his fingertips was taken off his hand, but before landing on the ground, a hand took it firmly.

"it's me."

A familiar voice came from next to her ear, and Nan Xi's heart almost jumped into her throat and fell back to reality.

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