After transmigrating into a mermaid, I will monopolize three thousand favors

The Four Books and Five Classics are the foundation of academic study. Although Wen Qi had studied the Four Books and Five Classics before his death, different teachers had different opinions on the Four Books and Five Classics. He should learn from others. He is not a person who is ambitious, so Suiyang Yu Zhengyang started teaching from the Four Books and Five Classics.

It was rare for Yu Zhengyang to see such a studious young man, so he taught him everything he could.

But because he didn't understand Wen Qi's words, Wen Qi had to write down any doubts or opinions that Wen Qi had, so the teaching progress was not fast.

But this is only relative to Wen Qi's foundation. If it is a yellow-mouthed child who has not yet been enlightened, he must first teach "Thousand Character Classics", "Three Character Classics"... After he knows a certain number of Chinese characters, Fang can teach "The Analects of Confucius".

Back in the day, Cong Ji was still a young boy full of milk fragrance, who was often mischievous and made him suffer from headaches.

When Cong Ji grew up, he calmed down. He was too precocious, but it made him miss the mischievous Cong Ji occasionally.

Not long after Cong Ji's mother died, he, the prince and Taifu, was dismissed and was not allowed to step into the palace. He found out that Cong Ji's life was not satisfactory, but there was nothing he could do.

Six years ago, when I saw Cong Ji again, he was teaching "Poetry · Zhao Nan · Cai Fan" in the academy he founded. Cong Ji was dressed in casual clothes and said with a smile: "Teacher, long time no see. I see that Grand Tutor is still handsome. Very happy."

Cong Ji's notoriety was like thunder, he just took it as a rumor and didn't believe it at all.

But the gloomy Cong Ji with the faint smell of blood in front of him forced him to believe it.

Cong Ji said again: "May the Grand Tutor be willing to return to the court and be my right-hand man?"

He was used to the days of idle clouds and wild cranes, and he didn't want to be an official anymore, so he rejected Cong Ji's kindness.

After that, Cong Ji would come to the academy from time to time, sit quietly among other students and listen to his lectures.

Three days ago, Cong Ji came to visit him and begged him to enter the palace to teach a shark.

He naturally knew that Cong Ji's search for sharks moved everyone, but he couldn't understand Cong Ji's request, so he said bluntly: "To you, sharks are just delicacies. I teach him knowledge?"

"He is not a delicacy, but a material that can be made. He should not die innocently in my mouth." Cong Ji said expectantly, "I want to polish him into a generation of famous ministers, and I hope the Tai Tuo can help me."

It is said that a mermaid can turn into two legs at the age of a hundred, and speak human words, but the hair color, pupil color, skin color and eating habits are different from ordinary people.

But since the founding of Tai/zu, there has never been a mermaid who has entered an official position, not even a mermaid who took the imperial examination.

There is no record of sharks becoming officials in the previous dynasty.

Hearing this, he was taken aback immediately, and then he was very curious about the aptitude of the mermaid that Cong Ji was talking about, so he agreed.

After meeting Wen Qi, Wen Qi's etiquette was upright, which taught him to feel good about him.

After a whole morning, he also knew that Wen Qi was quick-witted and good at inferring other things from one instance.

Perhaps this Wen Qi can really become a famous minister of a generation as Cong Ji wished.

He put away his thoughts, and then put down the "Analects of Confucius" in his hand.

Wen Qi originally thought that even if he could not win the first class with his own talents, the second class should be like picking something out of a bag.

But after Yu Zhengyang's lectures this morning, he suddenly realized that he was too arrogant, and the talents and knowledge in his belly were extremely shallow.

Seeing Yu Zhengyang put down "The Analects of Confucius" for the first time, he said tremblingly: Have I offended Mr.

Yu Zhengyang smiled and said: "You didn't offend me, it's already lunch time, let's finish lunch and continue to lecture."

Only then did Wen Qi realize that the lunch had already been placed on the table.

He said embarrassingly: I delayed my husband's meal, I'm sorry.

"No problem." Yu Zhengyang smiled, "Let's have dinner together."

Let's eat first, sir.Wen Qi had just put the shark's tail in a wooden barrel filled with seawater, and his whole mind was on the books, but now he suddenly felt that the skin on his upper body was very uncomfortable.

He jumped up from the wooden barrel, dived into the pool water, swam a bit, and felt comfortable only after his skin was thoroughly moisturised.

Then, he swam to the pool and gestured to the waiter at the side. The waiter understood and brought him his portion of lunch.

There is also seaweed in this lunch, which is green and soft, slightly different from the previous seaweed.

He ate up all the seaweed before eating pan-fried squid, charcoal-grilled conger eel, and whitebait steamed eggs.

Squid, moray eel, and whitebait are all rare species, and he has only seen them in books.

He ate until his belly was round, and after about half a cup of tea, he poked his head out of the pool.

As soon as he poked his head out, he saw Cong Ji. Cong Ji was dressed in court clothes, so he should be worthy of court.

Cong Ji was chatting with Yu Zhengyang, and when he heard the noise, he went straight to the pool, lowered his body, wiped off the sea water on Wen Qi's face, and then asked with concern: "How? Can you get something?"

Wen Qi said frankly: Wen Qi is dull, and he seems to understand what Mr. Yu said.

"You don't need to worry." Cong Ji recalled, "The first time I listened to the Taifu's lecture, not only did I not understand a single word, but I even put a cricket on the Taifu's back when the Taifu didn't notice, and I was so angry The queen mother slapped my palm. I have never been beaten before. I was sad and sad. I cried and asked my mother why I listened to the Taifu's lectures. It was so boring and so angry that my mother ignored me for three days. I was only three Years old, his ambition is to become a playboy."

Wen Qi looked at the tyrant in front of him, and couldn't imagine how mischievous the tyrant was, let alone imagined that the tyrant's ambition was to become a rich man.

Cong Ji continued: "In order to please my mother, in order not to be punished by my mother, I had to listen patiently to the Taifu's lectures. In just a few tens of years, you can't travel thousands of mountains and rivers, appreciate all kinds of magnificent scenery, and experience the customs and customs of various ethnic groups... But the wisdom of the predecessors and what they have seen and heard are collected in the books. Absorb nourishment, enrich the heart, and also get a glimpse of things that may not be seen in a lifetime."

Wen Qi couldn't help being in a daze when he heard the words, why did such earnest words come out of the mouth of this tyrant?

He even wanted the tyrant to cut off a piece of meat from his body and swallow it, so that the tyrant might live forever, travel across thousands of mountains and rivers, enjoy all kinds of magnificent scenery, and appreciate the customs and customs of various ethnic groups...

He pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly the tyrant rubbed his hair.

He raised his head instinctively, and his eyes accidentally met the tyrant's.

This tyrant has handsome eyebrows, thin lips, reddish lips.

In terms of appearance, eight out of ten people with thin lips are ungrateful and ungrateful.

Why is this tyrant's expression so gentle?

For a moment, he actually wanted to touch the tyrant's lips.

He lowered his head abruptly, and thought to himself: I must be confused by the color of this tyrant, but I am not a woman, how could I be confused by the color of a man?

He thought about it for a while, but in the end he could only blame it on the love of beauty, which everyone has.

Cong Ji didn't know what Wen Qi was thinking at all, and rubbed Wen Qi's hair again, and said: "You must work hard."

If you can become a famous official of the previous generation, I will be able to end it on my own sooner, so as not to cause harm to the world.

Wen Qi suddenly caught a glimpse of weariness in Cong Ji's eyes, and subconsciously grabbed Cong Ji's bright yellow clothes.

Cong Jifang was about to stand up, seeing this, he whispered: "What do you mean?"

Wen Qi couldn't help asking: What are you going to do?Can't you stay here with me?

Cong Ji didn't expect Wen Qi to answer like this, obviously every time he hugged Wen Qi into his arms, Wen Qi was reluctant in every possible way.

Even though Wen Qi had always acted quite docile, his slightly stiff limbs couldn't fool him.

And what is Wen Qi's plan now?

Is it to please him?

It's to please him.

But he doesn't need warm prayers to please.

"I still have something important to do, so I won't be here to accompany you." Cong Ji stared at Wen Qi's fingers, and said lightly, "Let go."

Wen Qi let go of his hand embarrassingly: It was Wen Qi who offended His Majesty just now, so don't blame His Majesty.

Cong Ji didn't say a word, he raised his feet and wanted to leave, but saw Yu Zhengyang coming up to him.

Yu Zhengyang said worriedly: "Your Majesty, take care."

"Taifu don't have to worry about me, I am the son of heaven, and I have the protection of heaven." Cong Ji left the Danquan Hall, went to Dali Temple, and listened to the trial of the case of selling officials and nobles by the minister of Dali Temple.

Wen Qi looked at his right hand, and asked Yu Zhengyang suspiciously: Why do you want Your Majesty to take care, sir?

The fact that Cong Ji was nearly assassinated was known to everyone in the palace, and it was not a secret matter, so Yu Zhengyang said bluntly: "Four days ago, His Majesty was assassinated, how did the assassin sneak into the palace?"

Four days ago, it was Cong Ji who ordered his guards to take him to Bailu Palace, the day he met the concubine, and after that day, Cong Ji did not show up for two whole days, must he be dealing with the assassin's matter?

Cong Ji was clearly unscathed, but Wen Qi became inexplicably scared.

But Cong Ji is a tyrant, only the death of Cong Ji can benefit the common people, and being assassinated is only right, what is he afraid of doing?

Yu Zhengyang is not a talkative person, so he stopped talking, but asked: "Do you want to take a nap?"

Wen Qi shook his head and said: Sir, please continue to talk about "The Analects of Confucius".

In the evening, Yu Zhengyang bid farewell to Wen Qi and left the palace.

Wen Qi had dinner, while wagging the shark's tail, while walking in the ripples.

Cong Ji didn't show up until the third quarter of Haishi.

Wen Qi closed "The Analects of Confucius", and went through all that Yu Zhengyang said today in his mind.

Afterwards, he stared longingly at the entrance of the Danquan Hall for a long time, before sinking down/body, a burst of footsteps suddenly penetrated into his cochlea.

He followed the prestige to look, and Cong Jideng broke into his line of sight.

Cong Ji had already changed out of court clothes, and was wearing moon-white regular clothes, at first glance, he looked like an exiled immortal.

Wen Qi met His Majesty.He climbed ashore and saluted Cong Ji.

Cong Ji's face was full of tiredness. Seeing Wen Qi, he showed his face and said, "Why don't you go to bed?"

When Wen Qi was asked this question, an answer came to his mind instantly - because I was waiting for His Majesty's arrival.

He didn't know why he was waiting for Cong Ji, he only knew that his heartbeat was slightly out of order.

Cong Ji said softly: "Go back to the pool."

Wen Qi was very confused: Won't Cong Ji hug me this time?