Dressed as the teacher of the Black Lotus Emperor

In the next few days, Shen Qingzhuo lived quite leisurely.

Xiao Shen didn't come to look for him, so he didn't take the initiative to show up anymore, and only asked Xiao Dezi to secretly send necessary items to the cold palace a few times, simply improving the current quality of life of Tuanzi, so that people would suffer less.

Of course, he is not completely idle.He searched through the original owner's collection of books, and then ordered people to buy folk tales from outside the palace, including love, koan, gods and monsters, and historical and folk stories, etc., and leaned on the soft couch to read with relish every day.

Soon, the system couldn't stand the host's negligence.

System: [Can you do something serious? 】

Shen Qingzhuo was deeply immersed in the story of "Oiran was deceived by a scholar and abandoned, then hanged herself and turned into a female ghost and came back to take revenge". Suddenly, a mechanical sound sounded in his mind, which scared him so much that he almost threw away the scriptures in his hand. .

"Can you stop coming out suddenly to scare me?" Shen Qingzhuo choked speechlessly, and retorted unwillingly to show weakness, "Why am I not doing business?"

System: [I brought you into this world through all kinds of hardships, so that you can read novels to pass the time? 】

There was clearly a bit of hatred for iron but not steel in the mechanical sound.

Shen Qingzhuo: "Oh..."

"Then you cast me back and replace me with someone else?"

system:【……】

Shen Qingzhuo adjusted his lying position a little, and Xiao Dezi immediately asked concerned: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"No problem." Shen Qingzhuo reached out and picked up a piece of red bean jujube paste cake, put it into his mouth and took a bite, his mouth was full of sweetness.

"My lord likes this jujube cake?" Xiao Dezi secretly wrote down his preference in his heart, "Then turn around and ask the little dining room to make more."

Shen Qingzhuo gently sucked his fingertips, and handed him the plate casually, "It's delicious, do you want to try a piece too?"

"Young servant dare not!" Xiao Dezi knelt down in panic, "Master, did this servant say the wrong thing again?"

Shen Qingzhuo smiled helplessly: "If you still kneel down to me, I will really punish you."

Xiao Dezi recalled what the young master said, telling him not to be too cautious in private, so he stood up embarrassingly.

"Then, my hands were sore." Shen Qingzhuo signaled, "Try a piece, and if you don't like it, don't eat it."

Xiao Dezi hesitated for a moment, raised his hands to take the plate, his face flushed slightly: "Thank you, Young Master."

The master and servant came back and forth, and the system was completely ignored.

After a while, the familiar electronic male voice sounded in Shen Qingzhuo's mind again: [Why don't you tell me about your next plan? 】

Shen Qingzhuo: "What's the use of telling you?"

System: [I can help you make suggestions. 】

Shen Qingzhuo: "Okay, then help me draw up a teaching manual for ancient elementary school students first."

system:【……】

Shen Qingzhuo closed the script, rolled his eyes in his heart, "Do you think I really have nothing to do?"

System: [I would like to hear the details. 】

Shen Qingzhuo: "Calculating the time, the little apprentice should be ready to come."

***

Afternoon is the warmest time in winter.

Xiao Shen stood in front of the gate of Jiyue Pavilion, staring fixedly at the vermilion gate, and did not step in for a long time.

His body has almost recovered, thanks to the medicine Shen Qingzhuo gave him, and the little eunuch sent him a soft and thick quilt, so that he no longer shivered at night.

In the past few days, he has also been thinking about whether this man said to be his husband and teach him to read and write. Is it serious or just a whim, or is it just a hoax?

Let him be full of anticipation first, then shatter his hope in one fell swoop, and trample his wish into the quagmire.

just like before...

"Your Highness Seventh, you are here!" He was falling into unbearable memories, when a thin voice rang in his ears, pulling him back to reality.

Xiao Shen looked at the visitor with a stiff expression, very uncomfortable with his enthusiasm.

"It's windy outside, why don't you come in?" Xiao Dezi ran out in small steps, "Master, I have been waiting for you for several days!"

"He's waiting for me?" Xiao Shen raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Xiao Dezi realized that he had slipped his tongue, and hurriedly fooled him: "Oh, your highness, please go in!"

Xiao Shen didn't continue to question, and stepped into the palace gate with a solemn expression.

With a sound of "squeak", he pushed open the door of the inner hall, and his eyes could not help falling on the warm couch.

Shen Qingzhuo was lying on his side on the couch, his eyes were quietly closed, one hand was behind his ear, and the other was holding a half-closed book, sleeping soundly.

The sunlight outside the window hit half of his face, creating a layer of gentle and transparent light, making him look much better and even more beautiful.

Xiao Shen unconsciously lightened his steps and approached step by step.

"Are you a thief?" An elegant and pleasant voice sounded, with a hint of soft hoarseness, Shen Qingzhuo slowly opened his eyes.

Xiao Shen's raised right foot froze in mid-air, neither advancing nor retreating, he was stunned for a while.

"Pfft..." Seeing such a funny scene as soon as he opened his eyes, Shen Qingzhuo couldn't help being in a good mood, and propped up his upper body lazily, "Your Highness, are you performing Golden Rooster Independence?"

Xiao Shen came back to his senses, his thin face blushed, he wanted to say something to justify, but he didn't know where to start, and finally he just stared at the person on the couch with a shy expression.

"Why are you staring at me like this?" Shen Qingzhuo got off the couch and deliberately teased him, "It was you who scared me, not me who scared you."

Xiao Shen didn't say a word, and quietly averted his eyes.

"Okay, I'll forgive you this time." Shen Qingzhuo gave Tuanzi a step down, "His Royal Highness came to find me, what's the matter?"

Xiao Shen blurted out: "Didn't you say you want to teach me to read and write?"

Shen Qingzhuo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh, so His Highness is here to learn from a teacher?"

Xiao Shen's eyes were filled with surprise, and he couldn't help asking: "Are you going to go back on your word?"

"Since Your Highness is here to learn from a teacher, you have to follow my rules." Shen Qingzhuo stood with his hands behind his back, "First of all, you, your address sir, is very impolite."

Xiao Shen obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and changed his words politely: "Sir."

"En." Shen Qingzhuo responded, "Go out now, knock on the door and come in."

Xiao Shen looked at him hesitantly, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to get in once he went out.

Shen Qingzhuo lifted his chin slightly, signaling him not to grind.

Xiao Shen gritted his back molars, quickly turned around and ran to the door, knocked on the door frame vigorously with his little hand, "Sir, may I come in?"

This action is clearly a child's anger, Shen Qingzhuo laughed secretly, but replied with a voice: "Come in."

He handed the script book in his hand to Tuanzi, "Do you understand?"

Xiao Shen frowned: "You clearly know—"

Shen Qingzhuo: "Huh?"

Choked up in the middle of the sentence, Xiao Shen replied in a low voice: "Sir, I can't read."

"Have you used all the medicine I gave you?" Shen Qingzhuo didn't answer, and suddenly turned to another question.

Xiao Shen was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously replied: "It's used."

"Ah, then it seems that His Highness is not illiterate." Shen Qingzhuo stared into his eyes with a half-smile, "Your Highness, you have to tell the truth to Mister, so Mister knows where to start."

Xiao Shen's face froze, and his dark and thick eyelashes like crow's feathers drooped, covering the expression in his eyes.

Shen Qingzhuo waited patiently for him to speak.

"In the beginning, when my concubine was sober, she would teach me to recognize some simple characters." After a while, Xiao Shen finally opened his mouth, "Later, when Brother Huang and the others entered school, I would find opportunities to lie on the wall. , or hide out the window and eavesdrop on some..."

After speaking, the voice became lower and lower.

Once, he was lying on the wall to eavesdrop on a lecture, but unfortunately, the Fourth Emperor brother discovered him, and he secretly told the little eunuch to let the dog go, so scared that he almost fell off the wall.That day, he was chased and bitten by vicious dogs, and he lost his strength when he ran, and his calf was bitten severely. Fortunately, he climbed up the tree at the last moment and avoided the end of his leg being bitten off.

From then on, he never dared to eavesdrop on the lectures, so he could only flip through the "Thousand Characters" that he picked up by accident over and over again, and found that the book was so tattered that he couldn't read many words clearly.

Shen Qingzhuo understood.

According to the old rule of Dayong, the princes entered the Wenhua Palace at the age of seven to study. The emperor recruited famous Confucian scholars from all over the world, personally selected talented officials from various ministries, or academicians from the Imperial Academy to give lectures to the princes, and selected talented scholars to accompany them. , to preach and teach the princes to solve their doubts.

And Xiao Shen, who was in the cold palace, was unable to enter school without the emperor's order, and even the opportunity to steal a study was cruelly deprived.

"It's okay, we don't need to eavesdrop in the future." Shen Qingzhuo raised his hand and stroked the top of Tuanzi's head, "From now on, Mr. will teach you everything he has learned in his life, okay?"

Xiao Shen was stunned, looking at the young man in front of him without blinking.

He bent down slightly, the palm on top of his head was very warm, and there was an inexplicable pity in his calm expression again.

At this moment, the young tyrant's nose was sour, and he couldn't restrain the moist redness in his eyes.

"Really?" His stubborn lips trembled slightly, he raised his pale and thin face, his tone was still doubtful and uncertain, "Can I trust... sir?"

"Of course." Shen Qingzhuo smiled lightly, "I'm your husband."

***

Outside the small study.

Shen Qingzhuo was lying on the rocking chair painted with incense sticks and wood, basking in the sun while continuing to read the storybook, picking a piece of small and delicate pastry from the plate from time to time, choking on it, and Xiao Dezi brought hot tea in time, it was really nice Cozy.

In the study, Xiao Shen was standing in front of a desk that was not much shorter than him, holding a brush in his hand, repeatedly copying the first page of "Thousand Characters".

"Sir." An hour later, he couldn't help but asked aloud, "When should I copy the first page?"

"Let me see how you're copying." Shen Qingzhuo put down the story book, patted the pastry crumbs on his hands, got up and walked back to the study.

Xiao Shen turned his head and looked at him eagerly: "I already know all the words on the first page."

Shen Qingzhuo glanced at it, and said with a soft smile: "Sprinkle rice on the paper, and the words that the chicken pecks out are more decent than yours."

Xiao Shen: "..."

His face flushed, and he defended in a low voice: "I... I have very few chances to be able to write."

When he first started to learn to write, he used branches to touch the dust on the ground to take pictures of cats and tigers. He didn't even have the chance to touch such fine pens, inks, papers and inkstones before.But like the heavy snow that fell a few days ago, it is a natural paper for him. When the snow stops, he can squat in the snow and write for a long time.

It's just that the usage of the branch and the brush are different. Holding the brush, he always felt that his hand was a bit uncomfortable.

"So?" Shen Qingzhuo glanced at him, "Now there is a great opportunity for you to write, don't you cherish the opportunity?"

Xiao Shen nodded: "I will practice hard."

Shen Qingzhuo approached the desk, covered his thin body from behind Tuanzi, and held the red and swollen little hand, "Come on, sir will teach you the correct posture for holding a pen."

The author has something to say:

Mr. Shen*Poison Tongue*Qing Zhuo is officially launched.

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