Long live the emperor

"After a fierce collision that made the corners of the mouths of those who were listening outside the door twitch, there was such an angry roar from the roof of the dormitory where the aftertaste of war was still floating. Is it the kind condolences from a loving father and a filial son? Serve the country and try hard to see the nose, nose, nose and heart, and try hard to treat the cold gaze that is shot like a nail piercing the bone as nothing... This matter really has nothing to do with me, Your Majesty likes this now Is it my fault for such a straightforward way of expression? You can’t think that I have taught His Majesty bad manners just because His Majesty specially ordered me not to kneel in front of anyone, right?

"There's one more, just read it..."

"One after another, you take it one after another, you put it down and take it again, do you think I don't know? You fooled me like this last time!"

Uh...Qi Lianri's hands were empty, and he watched Ruo Xiuran forcefully take away the half-read book in his hands, and rubbed his forehead with a headache. What's this called? This...he knew it was called Caring, considerate and caring, but... this kind of forced winning method, which is difficult for others, is always difficult for people who always say what they say, especially the person who interrupted him can't wink, and two... He took When he can't help it.

"It's really just this one, it's going to be discussed tomorrow morning..." Qi Lianri tried to reason.

"Well," Ruo Xiuran ignored him and lowered his posture, knocking on the top of a pile of already approved memorials on the left side of the desk, "this one, ah, this one..."

Qi Lianri closed his eyes fiercely, this reason was so easy to say, that he seemed to use this reason in the last book and the last book, but now it seems that this way is no longer feasible!

Then change it.

"You have to let me finish it, or I will re-watch it tomorrow!"

Um?So... Ruo Xiuran looked down at the half-turned things in his hands, then looked at Qi Lianri's helplessness, lowered his head and thought for a while, "Okay!" But obviously his guard did not let go, Flicking the one in his hand to Qi Lianri, he immediately hugged the tall stack on the right into his arms, lest Qi Lianri pick up the next book and give him another one.

Holding a pen in one hand, skillfully dipping it in cinnabar, writing the royal comment, everything is no different from the usual work procedures; but Qi Lianri's heart can't calm down, what is this mother-in-law nagging?Affection?Family?Father-son relationship?

If...if even the part separated from his body can be regarded as a life-and-death opponent, fighting endlessly, then...why is this guy who has occupied the magpie's nest so confidently subverting the routine?

What if the previous way of getting along was wrong?Then why the earlier 24 dynasties never changed?Even the previous dynasties, every dynasty in the past, were all the same?The previous dynasty, the first dynasty, this dynasty... never change!

So if it's wrong now...

No!It's not a mistake!Even though he knew softness should not be his proper personality, Qi Lianri still stubbornly decided to keep this weakness, only this one!

Qi Lianri thought, I should keep some things that belong to Qi Lianri other than His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. After all, it is a gift from heaven—a gift, by chance!

Because he made a very important decision, Qi Lianri's expression became a little serious; because he knew that he was a little too strict and his attitude was a little blunt.

"How about this?" Seeing Qi Lianri put the cinnabar pen back on the pen holder and pick up the seal engraved with the prince's name, Ruo Xiuran said very loyally, "I will watch it with you tomorrow, um, you You can pick something simple…”

The seal symbolizing that the crown prince had read it was properly signed on the corner of the Zhu batch. Qi Lianri threw the small square seal back into the box, raised his head and looked at him with a half-smile, "You? Huh?"

Hmm... oh... hey!Ruo Xiuran automatically and consciously silenced under Qi Lianri's contemptuous gaze.

If you want to say why Ruo Xiuran is so self-conscious, there is still a reason. It is said that after a certain morning, Baoguo followed Qi Lianri back to the study room. At that time, Ruo Xiuran had just woken up. He went to the study to look for his son, there was no way, he was frightened by Qi Lian Ri, and it has become a habit in his life to do everything possible to cling to Qi Lian Ri when he is sober, oh, of course, we shouldn’t because it’s so pleasing to the eye. Ignore, but, for the time being, Ruo Xiuran has dismissed this thing rationally in his heart. After all, the voice of Father Emperor is on him now. Note that it is on Ruo Xiuran, so YY If Xiuran disdains such things as his son, he orders his own reason not to do it!

Of course, there is a problem, we must remember that as a qualified fan wolf, it is understandable that reason prevails occasionally!But in the same way, as a qualified fan wolf, certain aesthetic qualities are fused in his bones!And the love of beauty (or ambiguity) does not distinguish between wolves!

Uh, digressed, bring it back.

Anyway, as soon as Ruo Xiuran entered Yangyi Garden, he looked at the acquaintances from a distance and wanted to say hello. In the end... he was too enthusiastic. When he was excited to serve the country, he turned his head a little too much, and his hands were not steady. In the end, Ruo Xiuran, who had admitted his mistake and was punished, entered the upper study room and consciously asked for progress—to help Qi Lianri read the memorial and share the burden workload!

Qi Lianri took out a notebook from the pile of memorials that reported this year's routine ancestor worship ceremony, and gave it to him. This kind of notebook is not a small matter, but it involves events, people, and intricate dynasties. There are not many things in the middle, just need to pay attention to whether the officiant will be extravagant and exaggerated, and the Department of Labor and Husbandry can do it!It is pointed out that if Xiuran completely copies all the parts involving numbers in the notebook, the work will be considered complete.

After Qi Lianri finished explaining, he felt that there was nothing missing, so he went to work on his own. After all, the pile he had on hand was the real test of the school's skills.

Then Ruo Xiuran took out the spirit of helping the Chinese teacher to approve essays in the past and fell in love with it...

then……

And when Qi Lianri heard something was wrong, Ruo Xiuran was already suffocating!

The table was overturned and the chair fell over, there was a loud bang and even Baoguo from outside the door rushed in, Ruo Xiuran, who was blushing and thick-necked, fell to the ground, his eyes were white and his nose was weak, Qi Lianri was so frightened that he called the imperial doctor, Baoguo I can't wait to borrow a pair of legs to rush to the imperial hospital, and bring the poor imperial doctor directly...

Then, the result of the pulse diagnosis came out...Holding your breath for too long, suffocating...

The imperial doctor's report was hesitant!

Hold your breath? ? ?

Baoguo and Qi Lianri looked at each other in dismay!

The imperial doctor put a mint bottle under Ruo Xiuran's nose and stirred it twice, and Ruo Xiuran woke up slowly after being stimulated by the smell, "Who the hell wrote this memorial, there is not even a punctuation mark, you want to suffocate me !"

Ruo Xiuran turned his head to look for Qi Lianri, and said very firmly, solemnly, "That guy is uneasy and kind, he wants to murder you!"

Uh... Your Majesty has become illiterate? !The corner of the imperial doctor's mouth twitched and his eyelids twitched wildly, mourning that he had heard such explosive news that was enough to confiscate his family and exterminate his family!

Qi Lianri glanced at the thoughts in his stomach, and quickly sent him away before the old man's heart couldn't bear it!

Let's deal with the one in front of me again, "Who said that?"

"Who else should I say? If you have eyes, you can see, and you don't trade your breath. Is that kind of thing for people to see? Whoever sees it is unlucky... Ah!"

Long Live the Emperor Vol.040 Dancing with the Sun [-]

章节字数：2688更新时间：10-03-1203：21

If you help, you will definitely fail to help, if you do things, you will definitely mess it up, if you talk, you will definitely talk upside down, and even if you listen to something and accidentally interject, you will kidnap the person who said it and fly away... Sometimes Qi Lianri is also curious, so Where did the genius who can't explain in a word come out, and how long did he live?How did you survive?Why was he accepted by God when he was not in his infancy?

In this regard, Ruo Xiuran's answer is straightforward——

"I am a teacher. Do you know what a good teacher is? It means to finish what should be said and what should not be said. This is called extensive coverage, which can greatly expand the knowledge of students and cultivate their jumping ability. thinking!"

In the morning when he said this, Qi Lianri had just celebrated the birthday of his Enlightenment Tutor, the corners of his mouth twitched and he went into the study all the way, making up his mind that he would never talk to this Heavenly Soldier for the rest of the afternoon!

Such a person can also be a teacher, that is simply reckless, poor student!From this, Qi Lianri made up his mind that he must never be allowed to come close to the lecture hall that trains the descendants of the royal family.

In fact, the days didn’t change much, the morning court was still the same, but the moon and stars were cheaper; the memorials were still the same batch, but they were sorted and sent to Qi Lianyue’s palace.but--

Qi Lianri looked up helplessly, "What are you looking at?"

If Xiuran is satisfied and smiling, who told you to ignore me, look, you have to obediently say, "Are you afraid to look?"

Qi Lianri choked on him, afraid to see?A joke, which of the civil and military officials in the early dynasty was not a monster among people, and their gazes with various purposes criss-crossed into a net of needles, didn't they turn a blind eye and calm down?Why can't the approval of a memorial be approved by him alone?My hair is still weak, my hands are trembling, and I almost picked up a pen to write a typo several times, and I feel uncomfortable?

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