Dressed as a palace cat butler

Cao Silang looked sideways out of the window and saw that the teacher hadn't arrived yet, so he stretched out his hand and scratched the little cat's chin, and leaned close to his ear and asked, "Does the sage...know you?"

Pei Ye's attitude towards his younger brother was already strange enough, but now it was so absurd that he asked his master to teach a little raccoon slave to read.

Cao Silang wouldn't believe it if he said he didn't realize that the little cat was hiding a person.

The little cat nodded, and then responded again: "Meow~"

Cao Silang frowned unconsciously, wondering why the emperor was so kind to the soul-changing kitten.

Although he is not very old, he is not as naive as Fang Tishuang. If someone treats him well for no reason, he will always be suspicious, and always feel that the person is plotting to get something from him.

Cao Silang knew that his younger brother was as powerless as he was, he was originally an ant in this palace with a dead leaf as a boat, he had nothing to gain from him.

Besides, Pei Ye, a life-and-death emperor, could covet a common man?

Seeing that brother frowned, Kitty came up and rubbed his cheek against the back of his hand, trying to make him feel better and stop thinking about bad things.

Seeing this, Cao Silang held him tightly in his arms again, thinking that his Shuang'er is so well-behaved, so sensible, and extremely beautiful, he is the prettiest child in the neighborhood, and even put those The pampered little ladies are all compared.

He was terribly afraid that he would be cheated and bullied, but he couldn't stay with him all the time, and even if he was with him, he might not be able to protect him.

"Shuang'er," Cao Silang said in a low voice, "Listen to brother, we still have to be careful and not trust him too much."

The little cat was a little dazed when he heard it, and it took him a long time to realize who this "he" was in his brother's mouth. He had already subconsciously classified Pei Ye as his own, and in his consciousness, there was no right One should also pay attention to the truth of the eyes.

"Meow meow!" The little cat waved its paws and danced, trying to explain to brother, "Meow meow!"

Your Majesty, he is a good man!

Cao Silang looked at him with a complicated expression, and was about to say something more, when Wan'er and the palace people outside had welcomed the master into the courtyard.

He quickly calmed down, picked up the kitten and went out, Fang Tishuang saw the master who was going to teach him to read and write, no matter how unwelcome he felt, he would raise his paw and meow to him nicely.

Pei Ye told him that this is called respect, and it is also a courtesy that everyone should have.

The master in front of him was wearing a light blue robe, he looked very young, at most in his thirties, when he saw the little cat greeted him, he also saluted unambiguously.

"Master, please." Cao Silang bowed slightly to him, "The four treasures of the study, tea and snacks are all ready."

The kitten in his arms also raised its paw and made a gesture of inviting in.

The young master smiled, and then said: "Your Majesty invited us to teach, saying that he wanted to teach a kitten to read and write. Everyone thought it was absurd, thinking that the saint was teasing us. Only a certain petition came here. ——Looking at it now, Shuang'er Master Ziguo is a cat with human nature, and he must be no worse than those urchins who are better at being smart than not being smart."

The young master seemed to have a good temper, and Xiaomao guessed that he would not be the one to whip people with a ruler, so he was in a better mood.

Cao Silang replied on behalf of his younger brother: "Cat master is naturally intelligent, as long as he is taught carefully by his master, it is not a problem to be able to read and write."

The master smiled and said nothing.

When the teacher was seated, the students would serve tea to the teacher as usual, and the kitten's claws were not very good, so Cao Silang did it for him.

After the master had tea, he briefly introduced his identity to the little cat.

It turned out that the wife's surname was You Mingyin, who had just won the Toad Palace this year, and was impartially ranked first in the second-class exam, and almost became a Tanhualang.

It was just a little bit worse. The first three Jinshi and the first ones were all awarded officials immediately, but he and the people behind him had to wait in Chang'an City to guard the election. When there was a vacancy in the Ministry of Officials, he Only officials can do it.

In Xiaomao'er's eyes, this Mr. You is a "bookman" piled up with scrolls. While talking with them, he would blurt out a few lines of poetry and ancient prose at every turn, leaving Xiaomao's ears in a daze. , like a head of paste.

But Cao Silang, who was sitting under him, had the light of seeking knowledge flashing in his eyes all the time.

You Yin Hanchuang has studied hard for more than ten years, and this is the first time he has been teaching and educating people... It would be wrong to say that he is educating people, he is teaching a little raccoon slave.

To be honest, he didn't have much confidence in himself, and he didn't know if this raccoon slave could understand human speech.

You Yin opened the Thousand-Character Essay in his hand, although he didn't know what to do, but in the end, it's all here, he can't do nothing, so he pointed to the words on the page, and wanted to teach the little cat to recognize: "The beginning of this article is the word 'Heaven', 'Heaven, that is, the top. Supreme, from a large' [Note]..."

Little Maoer remembers the first sixteen characters most clearly. In the past, Auntie asked him to memorize the thousand-character prose, but he always gave up halfway. .

After You Yin explained the meaning of the words to him one by one, the little cat shook his head and meowed.

You Yin listened carefully, and found that he was not meowing randomly, every four words of meow was a meal, as if he was really following the thousand-character text.

His heart became agitated, he hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, and asked the kitten again: "Shuang'er, do you know which word is Xuan?"

The little cat patted the word "Xuan" with its paw, then raised its head proudly: "Meow!"

"What about Dongzi?" You Yin asked again.

The little cat gave another accurate paw.

After going back and forth like this several times, You Yin was overjoyed and exclaimed repeatedly: "It's amazing!"

He was originally a son of a poor family, and he passed the Jinshi examination at a young age, and smoke was already rising from the ancestral grave, but it happened that he didn't like to seek power and aristocrats, so You Yin respected and stayed away from the famous families in Chang'an City .

Although this raccoon slave is a royal cat, and the master who taught it can still take the opportunity to accompany the king, it is a fat job, but these literati have read books for half their lives, and almost all of them hold different "solently and vigorously". ", few people are willing to lower their status to teach an animal to read and write.

If You Yin had nowhere to go right now, he would not have come to this palace to teach a raccoon slave to read.

But right now, You Yin's mind has completely changed. At first he only thought this job was ridiculous, but now he has really straightened his mind.

He is a person who cherishes talents, whether it is a human or a cat, he treats them equally.

Seeing that he looked like he had encountered a ghost, Cao Silang, who was at the next table, couldn't help turning his face to the side and smiling.

Wan'er who was standing beside her also covered her mouth and laughed.

You Yin saw that these palace people were not surprised at such a spiritual kitten, and thought it was because of his short-sightedness, that Chang'an City was full of people, and even the raccoon slaves were similar to those in the backwaters of his family. Farewell, so there was an inexplicable sense of awe in my heart.

Under the guidance of Mr. You, the little cat was fascinated in the vast sea of ​​books in a short while.

At the beginning, he just nodded his head from time to time. You Yin thought he had heard everything, so he became more and more excited when explaining. In the end, the kitten nodded again, and a kitten's head hit the scroll in front of him. superior.

You Yin: ...

"Shuang'er, what's wrong with him?" You Yin didn't dare to disturb him, for fear of bumping into the royal cat, "Then who, come and see."

There was no need for him to call, Cao Silang had already got up when he heard the movement, he stepped forward and grabbed the kitten's head, lowered his head and called, "Shuang'er?"

The little cat rolled his eyelids in a daze, feeling the ink-black words on the pages of the book flying all over the sky, he was so sleepy that he almost couldn't see brother's face clearly.

You Yin turned his head to look at Cao Silang, the latter noticed his gaze, turned around hesitantly, then nodded slightly and said: "Master, he thinks he is a little tired."

"Tired?" You Yin thought for a while, and then he understood, the little cat thought he was tired from listening to the class, but the accompanying book boy was too embarrassed to say it.

The kitten leaned on the tufted cattail, lay on its back, and refused to move any more.

Just when You Yin was at a loss what to do with him, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the courtyard outside.

The little cat's ears moved, and suddenly turned over and sat up. The next moment, he saw the young emperor who had just descended from the court opened the door and walked in.

You Yin hurriedly knelt down to salute, followed by Wan'er and Cao Silang.

"No." Pei Ye said slowly.

The little cat subconsciously raised his eyes to look at him. He was keenly aware that Pei Ye's complexion seemed a bit unattractive today, his lips were extremely pale, and he covered his lips and coughed a few times when he sat down.

He immediately got up from the tuanpu, then walked to Pei Ye, and then jumped up again, stickily hanging himself on His Majesty's lap.

"Meow meow meow?" What's wrong with you?

The emperor ignored him, but raised his eyes slightly to look at You Yin: "How is he learning? Has he ever been lazy?"

"This..." You Yin didn't know whether he should tell the truth.

"Don't worry about him," Pei Ye said indifferently, "Sir, please tell the truth."

You Yin bowed to the emperor: "I don't dare to bully the emperor. This cat master is indeed talented and intelligent, and he understands human nature. He can understand characters by analogy, but just now..."

He paused for a moment, and then said: "Master Cat fell asleep halfway through learning, I'm afraid that if I learn too much, I will hurt Master Cat's body."

The emperor looked down at the kitten, and said ruthlessly: "It's okay, I can't hurt him, he's just lazy—this cat is stubborn, and he can't make a good job if he doesn't cut a jade, if this happens again today, Mr. Just use the ruler to beat him hard."

You Yin bowed and nodded: "Yes."

The little cat shook its body, turned its head and bared its teeth fiercely at Pei Ye: "Meow!"

Pei Ye pressed his head down with one hand, ignoring Kitty's protest.

Little Mao'er was dissatisfied at first, but as soon as the tip of his nose touched the emperor's palm, he keenly noticed that Pei Ye's temperature today seemed to be not right, it was much higher than usual.

"Meow!" He opened his mouth and bit Pei Ye's sleeve, trying to remind him, "Meow meow!" You are sick!

Pei Ye frowned slightly: "No nonsense."

As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed twice again.

The little cat immediately frowned, grabbed the emperor's sleeve, and insisted on pulling him out to find the imperial physician.

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Note: From Shuowen Jiezi.