Dressed as a high-risk occupation

Jiang Wen'an thought he was asking why he had to grind the meat so finely, and replied without hesitation: "I'm afraid you'll lose your stomach if you've been hungry for a long time... Uh no, I'm just afraid that you'll feel uncomfortable after eating. You're too thin, you have to Bubu, minced meat is better."

Looking at him blankly, he is not only thin, but also not tall.Thinking that he is going to be the emperor in the future, he needs to be more imposing.

Jiang Wen'an began to chatter: "You are still growing now, you need to eat more in the future, I will make you some milk, drink some every day, grow taller!"

"Okay, you go to bed first." Jiang Wen'an cleaned up the bowl.

During the process, Shen Yan kept looking at him, until he was about to go out, Shen Yan took out a stack of papers from his sleeve.

"what is this?"

Looking at the pile of waste paper soaked in water in his hands, Shen Yan frowned slightly, "Master asked me to copy the scriptures."

Scripture?Jiang Wen'an took it and took a quick look at it. The ink on the paper was smeared, and it was hard to see what was written on it.

But at this moment, Jiang Wen'an suddenly realized that the seemingly disorganized contents of the novel were all connected together at this moment.

Today should be the anniversary of the death of "Jiang Wen'an"'s older sister Ying Guifei.

No wonder Shen Yanzhao behaved so abnormally.

It has been four years since Concubine Ying passed away.

Every year on this day, "Jiang Wen'an" would do everything possible to torture Shen Yan.

It is said in the novel that "Jiang Wen'an" would whip Shen Yan with a roasted iron bar on the day of Concubine Ying's death. The scars on his body should be the same.

In the second year, "Jiang Wen'an" threw Shen Yan into the lotus pond in the Imperial Garden, where Concubine Ying went into the water that day, and he wanted to punish Shen Yan in the same way.

In the third year, the punishments of the previous two years were stacked up. "Jiang Wen'an" would not let him die easily. When he drank a lot of water and was unable to struggle and almost sank to the bottom, he ordered someone to salvage him. On him, the skin opened and salt water was poured over the wound.

Shen Yan wouldn't die, but he would faint from the pain every time.

In the fourth year, and this time, "Jiang Wen'an" didn't kill people but only punished his heart, but asked Shen Yan to copy scriptures for Concubine Ying to pray for her peace in heaven.

After so many years, Shen Yan has long known that no one will take pity on him, and no one will come to rescue him even if there is a big trouble, only in exchange for a more cruel punishment from "Jiang Wen'an".

He could only endure the humiliation and do what Jiang Wen'an said.

"Jiang Wen'an" asked him to copy without sleep, the font should not be too large, and it should be delivered before dawn.

Shen Yan copied for several days and nights, and his eyes were dry. Early in the morning, he came over with the scriptures written in densely packed small characters, but was punished by "Jiang Wen'an" to kneel outside for disturbing his dreams.

He woke up like a dream, and now he knows what "how do you want to punish me again" means.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenan felt sore in his heart.

It's too awful.

He pressed Shen Yan to the bed, sighed inwardly, tucked the quilt for him and said, "Let's have a good sleep first."

Jiang Wen'an went out with the pot and bowl.

Shen Yan lay on the bed with his eyes open. After a long time, the door was not opened again, so he slowly closed his eyes.

The next day Jiang Wen'an got up early, cooked millet porridge and brought it over, as well as a stalk of corn, golden and plump.

As soon as he entered the room, he heard coughing a few times, and after poking his forehead, he found that Shen Yan still had a fever.

"I'm going to ask for a doctor...the imperial doctor is here."

Shen Yan shook his head in a drowsy state, grabbed Jiang Wen'an with hot hands, and said hoarsely, "Don't go..."

Reminiscent of his current situation, Jiang Wen'an could also understand his worries, and immediately comforted him: "Okay, don't go to the imperial doctor, I'll think of a way."

Shen Yan let go, and closed his eyes again in a daze.

Jiang Wen'an immediately went out to wake Zhu Ru up, falsely claiming that he had a cold, and asked Zhu Ru to go to the imperial hospital to get some medicine.

After patiently serving him to wash up and then feeding him warm porridge, Jiang Wen'an realized that he was like a father now, and he actually raised the cub.

He used all his patience in his life to coax Shen Yan to drink a bowl of porridge, and Zhu Ru finally came back.

According to the medicine given by the imperial physician, he reduced the dose and boiled it into a concoction.

After Shen Yan was covered in sweat under the quilt, the medicine was finally ready.

Shen Yan seemed to have regained some strength now, and was able to stand up and drink medicine by himself.

Jiang Wen'an was halfway through the feed, when he suddenly heard Zhu Rutong's biography, saying that the princes had come to listen.

Only then did I realize that it was time to give lectures.

He put down the bowl, but in desperation had no choice but to call Zhu Ru in, staring at him to feed the fifth prince the medicine.

Shen Yan's eyes were heavy, and he lowered his eyes as he watched Jiang Wen'an's back as he left in a hurry.

Zhishan Hall is the place where "Jiang Wen'an" teaches on weekdays. After the heavy snowfall, the lectures were also suspended for a while, and it was only reopened today.

"I have seen your Highnesses, some things were delayed yesterday, and Zhishantang has not been cleaned up completely, so I will wrong your Highnesses."

"It doesn't matter." Prince Shen Yanchen didn't care much, his eyes wandered around, as if he was searching for something.

Before Jiang Wen'an asked, he asked casually, "Fifth brother didn't come today?"

Shen Yan has always been the first to arrive at the school, and if he is not here now, he has not come, but he still needs to confirm.

"Yes." Jiang Wen'an replied: "Your Highness the Fifth Highness occasionally feels the wind and cold, and I don't use it for the past few days to attend classes, but I haven't reported to the Holy Majesty yet."

Shen Yanchen said "Oh", "Then let Fifth Brother take a good rest. Now that the end of the new year is approaching and the court is busy with affairs, there is no need to go back to Emperor Father. I will go to see Fifth Brother on behalf of Emperor Father some other day."

Jiang Wen'an has a lot of research on ancient culture on weekdays. He likes to read those historical classics and novels, and he can quote many things from the classics. There are many princes.

He has a lot of knowledge to impart to them, but he is not flustered.

He talked about some novel knowledge, even the prince listened with great interest in the class, his mouth was dry after the whole morning, and several princes pestered him to ask questions after school.

After Jiang Wen'an answered them one by one, they agreed to go back.

He studied in a normal university, and he learned a set of methods to teach students, and now he is applying what he has learned here.

only……

By the window of Zhishan Hall, Shen Yanzhao was still sitting and did not leave.

Thinking that last night was his mother's death day, Jiang Wenan couldn't bear it, walked over and patted the chubby boy's shoulder: "Yan Zhao, why don't you go back?"

"Uncle." He flinched a bit, then raised his head to look at Jiang Wen'an.

Jiang Wen'an could feel that the young man seemed to be afraid of him, so he tried to keep his tone as light as possible, and smiled gently: "What's the matter? Do you want to talk to uncle?"

The young man hesitated for a moment, then said timidly: "Last night, I dreamed about my concubine mother again. She said that she missed me and uncle very much, and she also said..."

"What did you say?"

"She said it was cold in the water."

Jiang Wen'an's eyebrows twitched. As a new youth in the 21st century, he is absolutely not superstitious, but such absurd things as wearing books can happen to him, so he has to be vigilant.

I remembered that when I was young, I heard the adults in the country say that the relatives entrusted the dream to the descendants to help him complete some things.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wen'an had a plan in mind.

"Yesterday was the anniversary of your concubine's death, did you secretly burn some paper money for her?"

Shen Yanzhao shook his head, "These are not allowed to be burned in the palace, did uncle forget?"

Not only is it not allowed to burn paper money to worship the ancestors, because the death of Concubine Ying is approaching the end of the new year, the emperor feels that it is unlucky, and has never taken care of it carefully. He is also strictly prohibited from paying homage to his mother and concubine, otherwise he will not be able to participate in the palace banquet .

So Shen Yanzhao went to the prince's banquet yesterday, not daring to show any sadness.

No one in the palace dared to mention this matter, and as time went by, everyone left it behind, only Shen Yanzhao remembered it.

"I haven't forgotten, I just wondered if your mother and concubine are doing well in the sky alone. She liked beautiful clothes and jewelry so much during her lifetime, so she should have spent some money."

Shen Yanzhao thought for a long time and said, "Then I'll secretly burn some for her when I get back."

"No need." Jiang Wen'an patted his head, "Don't do these things, leave it to uncle."

Since Shen Yanzhao called him "uncle", then Jiang Wen'an would not let him take risks. No matter if something happened to Shen Yan or Shen Yanzhao, the crown prince would definitely make a fuss about it and seek benefits from it. Once the crown prince's power increased When it grows stronger, Shen Yan's chances of winning in the future will be small.

"Uncle, how is Shen Yan? I waited for a long time yesterday, but you didn't send him here."

Jiang Wen'an's heart was full of alarm bells, and he once again lamented that "Jiang Wen'an" was too cruel.

It wasn't enough to torture Shen Yan by himself, but he had to send it to his nephew to be humiliated by him again.

Shen Yanzhao didn't dare to do anything at first, but "Jiang Wen'an" told him over and over again that Shen Yan was the culprit who killed his mother and concubine, forcing the then nine-year-old child to hate Shen Yan.

Jiang Wen'an intentionally made up for the harm done to the two children, and thought for a while before saying, "Actually, I also dreamed about your concubine mother last night, and she told me that her death has nothing to do with His Highness Fifth, so let's not indulge in hatred .”

There was confusion in Shen Yanzhao's eyes: "But my uncle told me clearly that it was because of Shen Yan that my mother and concubine..."

Jiang Wen'an closed his eyes, and continued: "It's all self-deception. I couldn't accept the news of my sister's death at that time, and I was eager to find someone to vent my anger on. It happened that an unfavored prince appeared, and happened to be at the scene, and witnessed you The process of the concubine's death, so I..."

He didn't continue talking, the royal boy was already sensible, how could he not understand when he heard this?

Until he was sent back to the palace, Shen Yanzhao still looked dazed.

Shen Yanzhao has hated a person for so many years, and now tells him that everything before is false, but all his beliefs have collapsed at this moment.

But he is a pitiful person, "Jiang Wen'an"'s sinful crimes not only hurt Shen Yan, but also hurt him.

Jiang Wen'an didn't know if he was doing the right thing, but the seeds of disaster left by "Jiang Wen'an" had long been buried.

If Shen Yan is destined to become the emperor, then he hopes that he can be a palliative and save Shen Yanzhao from death.