Hypocrites

By the time Song Jun brewed herbal tea like a grinder and brought it to the courtyard, Liang Heng had already left.

He sat down opposite Shen Yu and shared two bowls of licorice tea: "I don't think Prince Heng is like the kind of person you said."

Shen Yu remained silent.

"It's very kind," Song Jun said with a smile, "I don't put on airs, and I don't get angry when you call me by your name. What did he come to see you for? I don't think he is easy to speak, and he avoided it."

Shen Yu frowned: "Look for me to study."

Song Jun was very surprised: "Isn't this very good?"

It is very good.But Liang Heng is such a diligent person?Shen Yu didn't believe it.When it was time for dinner, Shen Jin told him: "Your Majesty will come to the Chu Palace to check homework in a few days."

Sure enough, it was a temporary hug, Shen Yu said disdainfully: "Three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, what can I learn?"

Song Jun glanced at him.

"It's good to be willing to learn." Shen Jin probably didn't have the goal of cultivating Liang Heng into a talent, and didn't care too much about it. "No matter what the reason is, only if you are willing to learn can you sit down and study."

Shen Yu snorted coldly, and Song Jun glanced at him again.Shen Yu was puzzled: "What do you always watch me do?"

Song Jun laughed: "You are very strange, junior brother. That's not what you said when coaxing His Highness to study, why do you still have two faces?"

"Dare I have any objections?" Shen Yu said, "He is the crown prince."

On the first day Liang Heng officially stepped into the study, the air conditioner in the ice storage in Qingliang Hall followed him and changed its course, and sent it to the basement of the study. Shen Jin was so cold that he sneezed when he entered.

Shading curtains were hung on the windows on all four sides, under the curtains carnations were flourishing, and the purple color of the flowers reflected the colorful colors of the study room, making Shen Jin and Shen Yu dizzy.

"Your Highness must have forgotten what I said a few days ago," Shen Jin said, "Let's start with the order of the chapters and sentences."

Shen Yu's desk was next to Liang Heng's. Liang Heng asked Shen Yu to look through Liang Heng's volumes, Mo asked Shen Yu to research, and if he didn't understand Shen Jin's semantics, Shen Yu asked Shen Yu to pass him short stories.

Shen Jin said: "... Once there is a person who is clever, wise, and intelligent, who can make the best of his nature, then heaven will order him to be a king and teacher with billions of trillions..."

Liang Heng asked Shen Yu in a low voice: "Does someone like my father count?"

Today, Emperor Wenshen has been ill for a long time and often does not come to the court for several months. Not to mention smart and wise, even his good-looking courtiers are almost forgotten.

Shen Jin also said: "Successful in elementary school, and enlightened in university, so the way to teach people is related to the nature of benevolence, righteousness, propriety and wisdom..."

Liang Heng asked again: "You told me that day that upright people know benevolence, righteousness, propriety and wisdom, and Yanling didn't finish college, so isn't he an upright person?"

Shen Jin continued: "Three dynasties of prosperity, their methods are well-prepared, and the palace, the country, and the lanes all have learned..."

Liang Heng still wanted to ask: "Really..." He didn't ask, but was gouged out by Shen Yu's eyes.

Shen Jin turned a blind eye to the small movements before the lecture, and turned the pages of the book in an orderly manner.

Outside the window, the birds were chirping, the cicadas were chirping, the wood grain of the book case was also interesting, and the ink marks on the inkstone were also interesting. Only Shen Jin’s lectures were boring.

Although Liang Heng had to deal with his father's inspection, he really couldn't sit still. Shen Yu stopped talking to him, so he had to have fun by himself.

As soon as Zihaojian drew three leaves of grass in the inkstone, Shen Yu's iron hand knocked on the back of Liang Heng's hand.

As soon as the red-billed sparrow fluttered under the window lattice of the study, Shen Yu pulled the back of Liang Heng's head and forcibly turned his head away.

As soon as the corner of the bamboo mat was rolled into a beautiful wave pattern by Liang Heng, Shen Yu's knees came up——

"Ouch!" Liang Heng shouted.

Shen Jin finally stopped: "What's wrong?"

Shen Yu's sitting posture was extremely upright, it seemed that he was only a few centimeters closer to Liang Heng. "Nothing," he said solemnly, "please continue."

Liang Heng's fingers were red and swollen from Shen Yu's kneeling, and with tears in his eyes, he breathed coldly on his mouth, and looked sideways at Shen Yu with hatred.But the knife is not like a knife, the edge is not like a edge, soft and powerless, wronged, no matter who looks at it like this, it can't help but feel guilty.

However, Shen Yu had a hard heart, and he stuffed the pen into Liang Heng's red and swollen hand: "Remember the comment."

There is still something that Liang Heng doesn't understand. Shen Yu is neither Duan Yanling nor Xinzhou, so he won't obey and pamper him.Shen Yu is serious and serious, the person Liang Heng thinks is the least fun.

When the get out of class was over, Shen Jin actually praised Liang Heng for the first time, because he could sit in the study peacefully until the end without causing trouble.Shen Yu silently tidied up Liang Heng's book case, hiding his achievements and fame.

"Sir," Liang Heng asked proactively, "Why don't you give me some homework so that I can teach me and have something I can show my father to check."

For a moment, Shen Yu couldn't hold back, and let out a snort.

Liang Heng glared at him: "Are you laughing at me?"

"Don't dare." The corners of Shen Yu's mouth rose, not saying no.

What kind of homework Liang Heng can do, let him just copy books without using his brain, I am afraid his hands will be tired.Even Shen Jin couldn't think of it for a moment.

After class in the afternoon, Liang Heng regained his energy and bounced out of the study room. A corner of the curtain was lifted up by him, and the glare of the sun leaked in, causing Shen Yu to squint his eyes.

"Your Highness is a good boy." Shen Jin said suddenly.

Shen Yu lowered his eyes, sorting out the pen and ink on a few cases.

"It's just that there are too many people around him blocking his way." Shen Jin looked at his son and smiled meaningfully, "Let's write it as a theory of filial piety, and you can tell His Highness."

There was a litter of civet cats in the grass under the eaves of the pavilion, and the cubs were whimpering. Shen Yu stepped over and heard Liang Heng's feigned sobbing from the back porch of the pavilion, meowing like a cat. Selling like a baby.

"Hands are swollen, look..."

And ask others to watch... Shen Yu can even imagine Duan Yanling holding the crown prince's hand in an unscrupulous manner.However, when he walked down the tail porch, it was Xinzhou sitting beside Liang Heng, examining his fingers carefully according to Liang Heng's wishes, very gentle and considerate.

"Do you need to apply medicine?" Liang Heng asked.

Still applying medicine?The medicine was not as white as his fingers.

Shen Yu coughed.

Xinzhou had seen him a long time ago, so he got up slowly and said, "Young Master Shen."

Liang Heng turned his head back, pursed his mouth and retracted his hands into his sleeves.

"I have something to say to Your Highness."

Xinzhou got the signal from Liang Heng's eyes, and bowed out of the tail porch.When passing by, Shen Yu saw his side face with pressed brows, low eyebrows, servile servant, and a humble servant, a queen would also be close to her master in this way.

"What are you doing here?" Liang Heng was frightened by Shen Yuxun, and when he saw him approaching him, he even shrank subconsciously.

"What happened to the hand?"

"It's nothing." Liang Heng rolled his eyes.

Shen Yu observed his face for a moment: "Let me see." He said and shook his hand hidden under his sleeve.Liang Heng was 1 reluctant, so Shen Yu held the palms of his hands and the back of his hand for examination, and awkwardly pricked up his ears, waiting for Shen Yu to give the diagnosis result.

"Hands are very white, whiter than mine." Shen Yu was ruthless.

Liang Heng said angrily: "Did you just see this?!"

"Then what else?" Shen Yu smiled, "How can you write cocoons in such a class?"

"It's a scratch, it's a scratch!" Liang Heng parted his fingers and brought it under Shen Yu's eyelids, only to see a tiny bloodstain in the delicate flesh, probably when the scratch was just bleeding, but soon It scabs over, leaving a string of intermittent scabs.

Liang Heng accused: "When you knelt on my hand, the bamboo mat was scratched!"

Shen Yu had nothing to say.The blood was dry, the medicine was on, and there was nothing he could do.

"Touch and see." Shen Yu held out his hand.

His hands are thin, his joints are bigger than Liang Heng's, and his skin color is not as white as Liang Heng's.After all, it was the hand of a scholar. Liang Heng felt the protruding pen calluses on the knuckles of his four fingers, which had been accumulated for many years and were a bit rough.

"Wow..." Liang Heng said.

Shen Yu coaxed a child: "With such calluses growing on your hands, you will no longer be afraid of being checked for your homework."

It's rare for him to have such a good temper. Although he is also a persuasion commissioner in the school, no one is more precious than the little prince, and he will shrink back into his shell if he treats him a little harshly.

Fortunately, Liang Heng's anger dissipated quickly.

"Didn't you want to write a homework for His Majesty to check?" Shen Yu said, "Master gave you a question——Ten Discussions on Filial Piety."

Liang Heng nodded.

"Do you know how to write it?" Shen Yu couldn't help poking at it.

Liang Heng really shook his head again.

"You teach me." He said, looking at Shen Yu with a pair of black and white eyes.He wanted everyone to look like this, so Xinzhou favored him and Duan Yanling doted on him.

Shen Yu could only give him a small lesson: "The virtuous and virtuous can change their appearance, they can do their best to serve their parents, and they can do their best to serve the king. The country governs the world with filial piety, and filial piety and loyalty are virtues that complement each other. To choose virtuous and filial people in the world, Be loyal to the temple. When you practice in the future, filial piety is an important criterion for you to select talents."

"Then it's not time for me to choose someone else," Liang Heng complained to Shen Yu, "I was chosen by someone else, and whenever Sangong had a chance, he would tell Father that I was lazy and unable to bear the heavy responsibility."

Shen Yu was amused: "Will the Prime Minister not sue?"

"Duan Xiang is my uncle," Liang Heng blinked slyly, "Of course he is towards me."

The Empress Duan of this dynasty is the younger sister of Prime Minister Duan Boyu.The Duan family was born in the fields, and they have been farmers for generations. Duan Boyu, a gifted genius, was born through the virtues of his ancestors. He started as a civil servant from a young age. With his persistent efforts and outstanding performance, he was promoted repeatedly, until he became the prime minister. The emperor has blue eyes and ranks high in the position of prime minister.

One person attained enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascended to heaven, and Duan, a peasant girl, was also awarded the golden book and moved into the central palace, and gave birth to the eldest son of the emperor, Heng, who was established as the heir apparent.

It is reasonable to say that the son and the mother are cut off, and the Emperor Wenshen has been suffering from illness, so he should be worried about his relatives getting older. However, the Duan family is quite trustworthy and has survived year after year.

"I can't write alone," Liang Heng said, "If I don't understand, can I ask you for help?"

He rested his cheeks with an expression of worry and dependence, the shadows of flowers and trees in the tail porch shook Shen Yu in a trance for a while, and he agreed in a strange way.

Soon he knew what a troublesome job he had accepted.

Finally got a cool summer night, he was lying in his courtyard to enjoy the shade, and his servants came to say that the prince sent someone to look for him urgently.

It was a day off, and he had just finished setting up his pen and ink in the study at home to prepare for his homework, when his servants reported that Xinzhou was waiting at the door to pick him up to the Chu Palace.

Early in the morning, before the birds came out to look for food, Shen Yu opened the door and saw Xinzhou outside. "Your Highness stayed up all night. After much deliberation, I felt that the proposition I made with you yesterday was not very easy to write. I want to change it today and discuss it with you." Xinzhou gestured respectfully, "This way please."

Shen Jin, who lived across the street, opened the door and saw that his son hadn't had breakfast yet and was called away.

"Father..." Shen Yu felt sorry for himself.

Shen Jin was very satisfied: "Extending knowledge lies in investigating things, knowing things after investigating things, hard work is very good."

Shen Yu: "..."

Liang Heng was waiting in the study room of the side hall. Two of the pen holders were biting bald, and he was biting the third one. There were not even two recognizable words written on the paper spread out in front of him, and it was all blacked out and scrapped.

Seeing Shen Yu, Liang Heng's eyes lit up: "Come and sit down quickly."

Shen Yu was hungry and knelt beside him, and couldn't help but propose that he would write the ghostwriting in half a day, so that Liang Heng wouldn't be "in a hurry to get angry and stay up all night".

"Is it really difficult?" Shen Yu felt that he needed to make a new judgment on Liang Heng's level, "For the sake of filial piety, it is not necessary to write the biography of Nan Qi's filial son, it is not impossible to only record how you get along with His Majesty's father and son on a daily basis. .”

Unexpectedly, when it came to this point, Liang Heng still bit his pen, and said for a long time: "Kong Sheng said that filial piety is without violation, I thought about it, and only without violation can I write."

He laughed embarrassedly: "My father never set foot in the palace. Whenever I went into the palace, he would lie on the couch sick, coughing non-stop. When he saw me, the coughing became worse. I swarmed up to take care of him, so I had no choice but to back off. It’s like this every day, and after thinking about it, I don’t know what to write.”

After finishing speaking, he took an ink pen to black out the only few words on the page, and rewrote the word "Wu Violation". He lowered his head and thought about it, so that Shen Yu could not see his expression.