The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

After hearing Jiang Bo's narration, Wen Jue's mood became more and more complicated, and the temperature of his whole body seemed to drop a few degrees.

Seeing this, Jiang Bo thought he was in a hurry, and turned to persuade him: "After all, this child was too worried about your safety, so he just lost his sense of proportion. Don't be too angry."

Wen Jue said: "I understand." When encountering this kind of thing, as long as Wen Jue cares about Yin Wugui, it is impossible for him not to be angry, but no matter how much anger there is, the punishment of one day and one night is enough to dispel his anger.

But one yard counts, Yin Wujiu's impulsiveness has to be dealt with severely, otherwise he will be so impatient in the future when the two armies confront each other in the palace or on the battlefield. , what chance is there?

"Master——" Wen Jue took off the cloth towel that had become hot on Yin Wujiu's forehead, soaked it in cold water again, and was about to change it for him, who would have thought that the child on the bed would suddenly exclaim like this, and then jumped out of the bed sat up.

In Wen Jue's mind, he was thinking about what attitude he would take towards Yin Wujiu when he woke up, when he was caught off guard and bumped into his jaw, the sound of "bang" was painful to hear.

Jiang Bo and Jiang Jin'an looked over at the same time, and saw that Wen Jue tightly covered his chin with the wet cloth towel that was intended to cool Yin Wujiu down. Intense red.

Yin Wujiu also woke up completely because of this stroke, but when he opened his eyes and saw a good-looking master who was sitting next to him beside the bed, he felt that he was still trapped in a dream.

"Master?" Yin Wujiu's voice was small, but his tone was full of excitement and [-]% uncertainty.

Wen Jue relieved the sharp pain and said, "I'm awake."

In order to let Yin Wujiu realize his mistake, Wen Jue deliberately used a cold tone, but unfortunately, all the child's thoughts are occupied by the emotion of "Master is back" at the moment, and he didn't notice this "detail" at all .

Yin Wujiu was so excited that he even forgot the pain on his forehead, he grabbed Wen Jue's hand to cover his chin: "Master, you are back, Master, you are fine, it's great that you are fine..."

Looking at the little guy who got into his arms at some point, crying more and more vigorously, Wen Jue felt a little speechless, and at the same time, there was an indescribable soreness.

Yin Wujiu wiped Wen Jue's lapel with his snot and tears from crying. After crying, he sat up straight and saw the puddle of wetness on Wen Jue's body. He felt embarrassed just now. He was about to admit his mistake when he looked up. Seeing the large patch of red on Wen Jue's fair chin, he immediately changed the subject: "Master, what's wrong with your chin?"

Wen Jue subconsciously touched it with his backhand, and quickly withdrew his hand as if he was scalded. It was obviously hurt, but his tone was as calm as ever: "What do you think?"

Yin Wujiu was stunned for a while, before he remembered what was going on, his face immediately turned red.

Looking at his helpless and guilty look, Wen Jue turned around and said, "I've heard Jiang Bo say everything about these days."

Yin Wujiu was simply led away by his words, he didn't have the heart to feel embarrassed when he heard the words, a guilty look flashed in his eyes: "Master, where have you been these days, Wujiu is really worried? "

"There are temporary things that have been delayed for a few days." Wen Jue knew that he wanted to change the subject, but he didn't intend to just let this matter change, "I told you before, when you don't have absolute strength, Don't think about taking revenge, you just ignored what you said about being a teacher."

"I..." Yin Wujiu wanted to justify subconsciously, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he had no reason at all, so he lowered his head and said listlessly, "Master, Wujiu realized his mistake!"

Before, he could say that he was looking for his master, but now it is obvious that his master didn't come back because of something happened in the general's mansion, and it was really too reckless for him to make a fuss like that.

Wen Jue didn't expect him to admit his mistake so quickly, and looking at it like that, he wasn't even a little bit unconvinced. He couldn't help thinking, it seems that the kneeling in Chongyuan Pavilion really had some effect .

Personality is not something that can be achieved overnight, and naturally it can't be changed overnight. Seeing that he has a heart, Wen Jue eased his tone and said, "It's good to know that you are wrong. Are you hungry?"

Yin Wujiu subconsciously nodded, and after finishing the order, he found that he was uncomfortable all over, and there was no place where he felt comfortable, so he shook his head again and said, "I don't want to eat."

Wen Jue said: "I heard from Jin An that you haven't eaten for a whole day and night, you should eat something. There is porridge in the kitchen when it's warmed up."

Yin Wujiu always listened to his words, he nodded obediently when he heard the words, then thought of something and asked doubtfully: "Master, tight... who is tight An?"

Wen Jue glanced at where Jiang Jinan was standing.

Yin Wujiu looked over immediately, surprise flashed in his big eyes: "It's you?"

Wen Jue explained: "He is the grandson of your Grandpa Jiang."

Yin Wujiu turned his drowsy head around vigorously, and then said with bright eyes: "No wonder I thought you looked familiar at the time, it was Grandpa Jiang who showed me your portrait." Jiang Bo would occasionally teach Yin Wujiu He made some paintings, and one day he learned how to draw people, so he drew his beloved grandson.

"Have we met before?"

Hearing this, Jiang Jinan immediately thought of what Yin Wujiu said when he first met Yin Wujiu a few days ago, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful and ashamed.

Although he was kind at the time, if he hadn't chased after him forcefully, the other party might not have been discovered, and the crime would have worsened afterwards.

Yin Wujiu looked very happy, and said with a little excitement: "We are really destined, but why are you in the general's mansion?"

From the conversation between Wen Jue and Yin Wujiu just now, Jiang Jinan already knew that Yin Wujiu really had a grudge against General Wen. Considering that he would definitely not want to hear him say good things about that man at the moment, Jiang Jinan was a little at a loss for a while. He talked about it.

Wen Jue saw through his thoughts almost immediately, and seemed to be blaming Yin Wujiu, but actually helped Jiang Jinan out: "You talk so much during the illness, if you don't feel uncomfortable, then get up and practice. I heard that you have A lot of lessons are missed.”

When Yin Wujiu heard this, his whole body shrank: "Master, my head is so dizzy."

Seeing his weak and pitiful appearance, Wen Jue laughed heartily: "If you don't feel well, take a good rest." After saying that, he wrapped the quilt up and stood up from the bed.

Yin Wujiu stretched out his hand almost reflexively, and grabbed Wen Jue.

Wen Jue lowered his eyes and glanced at the little hand that was grabbing his sleeve: "What's wrong?"

Yin Wujiu asked: "Master, where are you going?"

Wen Jue said, "Get food for you."

Yin Wujiu heaved a sigh of relief, but he was still not happy with him leaving, just about to speak, Jiang Jinan took the lead and said: "I'll get it." After he finished speaking, he ran out without waiting for Wen Jue's response.

The child's legs and feet were quick, and he came back in a blink of an eye. Wen Jue saw that Yin Wujiu really didn't have much appetite, so he didn't force him to eat more. He took a small bowl and let him sleep and rest. He took a book and sat beside him .

After a while, he felt a light touch on his chin, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, turned his face to look, but it was a child who raised his hand and landed on his chin.

Yin Wujiu tapped the blush on Wen Jue's fair chin with his fingers, and asked softly, "Master, do you still feel pain?"

At that moment, Wen Jue felt his heart soften.

He froze there for a few seconds before he came back to his senses and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore." Hua Luo grabbed the child's hand and stuffed it into the quilt, and tucked him back up.

Although Yin Wujiu had been in a coma for a long time before, due to the excessive physical wear and tear, he fell asleep again after a while.

"You dare to stop the hall, are you tired of your life?" Outside the Chongyuan Pavilion, the young man in a fine attire had the same domineering tone as before.

Nan Xi said: "The general said he needs to rest, and no one will be seen. Please don't embarrass the villain, Your Highness."

Yin Hongyu narrowed his eyes dangerously: "If the main hall wants to go in?"

Nan Xi's hand blocking the door didn't move at all, but cold sweat dripped down her forehead.

Yin Hongyu suddenly took a step back, and under Nanxi's puzzled eyes, he tapped the folding fan in his hand lightly: "You are so afraid of entering this hall, if there is some ulterior secret hidden in it?"

Although Nan Xi matured a little earlier than her peers, she was only a thirteen or fourteen year old child after all. When he said this, she couldn't help but look a little ugly, and hurriedly covered up: "The general ordered him to be...injured. Spread the word."

The frivolous smile on Yin Hongyu's face froze for a moment: "Zhong...was he poisoned?" Yin Hongyu was also there when Wen Jue was assassinated that day, but the scene was chaotic at that time. He protected him tightly, and couldn't see him afterwards, so he didn't notice how Wen was injured, and suffered multiple injuries.

He said that a dancer without any internal strength, who has the ability to knock down a terrifyingly powerful person like Wen Chongzhou with one blow, turned out to be poisoned.

Nan Xi knew that he had said something wrong, and was sweating all over his body in desperation. He racked his brains to make up for it, but he didn't want Yin Hongyu to catch his distraction, and with a flash of figure, he passed him to Wen Jue's place. The bedroom door.

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince!" Nan Xi exclaimed, wanting to step forward to stop him, but it was too late, Yin Hongyu had already opened the door and walked in, turned around the screen in a blink of an eye, and opened the blue tent.

Finished!

Nan Xi's vision was completely darkened.

"You..." Looking at the naked man sitting in the tent, Yin Hongyu's face became completely dull.

Nan Xi sensed that she was angry, so she opened her eyes and looked over. When she saw Wen Jue on the bed, she thought she was dazzled.

He blinked hard, and called out in a trembling voice: "General, general!"

"En." Wen Jue responded "weakly". Seeing his unstable mood, he was worried that he would slip up and say something that shouldn't be said, and at the same time, he didn't want him to bear too much pressure, so he said, "You Go down first."

The author has something to say: the second watch [almost killed me]