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After dinner, the little devil was willing to leave.
Helang just came to this world, and before he got used to it, he rushed into his memory with a fierce offensive, and dealt with him for most of the day. At this moment, he calmed down, feeling that his brain was still aching.
When he returned to the dormitory to take a shower, Helang realized that he was carrying a booklet with him, which was the booklet that threatened him after he was resurrected.
As soon as he saw this booklet, Helang remembered that he came to this world with a mission.
The whole body of the booklet is black, and there are no words on the cover, but Helang knows that it is spiritual and can talk to it, so he directly asked his question, "You said that if you want to help others achieve success, who do you help? How can you achieve success? "
The manual was very cold, and there were not many answers. The dark cover was shaken off, revealing a blank page with only "Zhen Puyang" written on it.
Helang's eyes moved slightly, and sure enough, that boy was the target of his mission.
Turning over another piece of paper, it was still concise and to the point, it only said "Power over the world".
Helang fell into deep thought, feeling that this task was a bit tricky. Power over the world is what the world desires, but only one person succeeds in the end, the difficulty can be imagined, and judging by the child's free and unrestrained personality, he may not be suitable for this position.
He asked worriedly: "What if it can't be achieved?"
[You will stay in this world for reincarnation until you reach it.]
Helang's heart sank as he read the fine print on the brochure, and he felt a slight urge to vomit blood.
Compared with life and death, time and reincarnation are the most tormenting people physically and mentally. Repeated experience of a world, if not successful, is endless reincarnation, no one can stand it.
The manual's words directly oppressed him and brought his thoughts back to the original point.
His purpose of coming to this world was not pure, since he had already agreed at the beginning, there was no room for repentance.
He is very selfish, and he clearly knows that his future actions will imprison a child who is naturally free in a luxurious cage in a deep palace, but he still wants to do it.
In the next few days, Zhen Puyang didn't come to look for him. He heard that he was disciplined by Concubine Lin and went to the school for class, so he didn't look for him either. Just let him think about what to do with this devil king.
Later in the court, he was cautious and refrained from speaking, for fear of revealing his identity.
At the same time, he also realized that he needed more information about this world, so he deliberately mixed with a group of high-ranking officials when he was in court, drinking with them and discussing political affairs.
During the period, he intentionally or unintentionally gave them some treasures in the treasury. Even though he was a first-rank official, he still called them seniors. This attitude really flattered these officials.
They saw that Helang had become a high-ranking official at a young age, and they felt a little bit of grievance in their hearts, not to mention that he was usually taciturn and seldom interacted with others, in their eyes he could be described as noble.
After getting along now, I realized that he is such a humble and polite person, plus he is a high-ranking official, and all the officials in the court wanted to build a relationship with him.
Helang was afraid that he would be a big fan and give others a chance to frame him as colluding with his party members, so he only met a few high-ranking officials who worked with him, and the rest were neither cold nor cold, they could only be counted as nodding acquaintances. From this, he also gradually learned about the situation in the court.
For example, the situation with the prince he cares about the most is not complicated, but because it is too clear, it is not good for him. Zhen Puyang is favored because he is favored, but the position of prince is not his.
The crown prince Zhen Pujia was born of the empress, and also the emperor's first son. His uncle was the great general of the dynasty, and his collateral relatives also took over the affairs of the court, with great power behind him.
And Zhen Pujia, who is a little mediocre in terms of talent, has not performed outstandingly since taking over the state affairs for four years.
But he is quite well-behaved, and people can't catch any loopholes, so even if the other princes are ambitious, they still can't bring down this mountain.
Heron held his chin and thought, so many princes fighting openly and secretly cannot defeat the prince, so Zhen Puyang must not join this scuffle and cause unnecessary trouble for himself.
He has never seen the rest of the princes, and he doesn't know if there are any objects that need to be vigilant, so he still needs to think about it in the long run.
Fortunately, Zhen Puyang is used to being arrogant and pampered, leaving the impression that he is basically a dandy who doesn't care about state affairs.
Although the other princes were jealous of him, they did not regard him as an opponent. Probably the emperor had also expressed his weak attitude, and had no intention of giving him the throne, and only hoped that he would be an idle prince in the future.
From the present point of view, this may not be very good, but He Lang thinks that this is also Zhen Puyang's best protective clothing.
Even though Helang racked his brains and thought about the future for Zhen Puyang, but thinking that Zhengzhu'er didn't know where to have fun at this moment, Helang became angry.
The princes are supposed to go to the school to read and write every day, but the emperor spoils the nine sons, there is no limit, even if Zhen Puyang doesn't go, it doesn't matter, my father pampers him like this, he is a grand tutor, it is really hard to control Too strict.
But the chances of waiting for the little devil to find him are too slim, Helang still didn't hold back, and took the initiative to look for him in the palace, but his whereabouts are uncertain every day, and he has no energy to spare, so he had to be called Zhen Puyang , This call, still called for several days, and finally when Zhen Puyang reluctantly came to his house, he was still smelling of alcohol.
Helang frowned slightly, seeing that his cheeks were reddish, and he behaved sloppily in front of so many servants, he didn't look like a gentleman, he looked like a dandy.
"Take the Ninth Prince down to take a bath." He instructed the maid beside him.
Zhen Puyang vetoed it outright, he came here because the slaves sent by the Taifu were too annoying, he wanted to come here to perfunctory things, but he didn't have so much time to take a bath.
"What do you want? Reading or writing, hurry up, Your Highness doesn't have so much time."
Helang turned around, not in a very good mood, thinking that this dandy has nothing serious to do except to have fun, and even said that he has no time, "I think you smell like alcohol. Forgive me for not talking too much."
Zhen Puyang lowered his eyes and thought in surprise, the Taifu thought he was drunk and refused to talk to him? Wasn't his trip in vain? Looking at the Tai Tuo again, his face was still expressionless, the slight annoyance between his brows was not disgust, but more like reproach in his eyes, unexpectedly it had a special flavor.
He immediately withdrew his gaze, frowned, and followed the maid to take a bath and change clothes in a compromised manner. Erase all the faces in my mind, the Taifu is a man, how can he use the word "blame"? I don't know if it's because he drank too much alcohol, but his face is hot now, and he feels drunk.
After taking a refreshing bath, Zhen Puyang appeared in neat clothes. Helang nodded in satisfaction, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes. This was just the first step. If he could compromise once, he could compromise a hundred times.
Zhen Puyang didn't know what was going on in Helang's mind, but felt that when he bent his eyes, the shattered light on his pupils was very attractive, and the forced anger dissipated, and he swept across the full bookshelf in front of him in frustration, Impatiently asked: "What else do you want to teach His Highness?"
Helang glanced at him, thinking that his temper was really bad, but he still kept silent, flipping through the books the other princes studied, most of which were familiar to him.
He was also a prince in Yuan's world. Although he was not favored, he deserved a lot of royal education, so he had read all these books. There were many reasons, but they were not very practical.
He shook his head and put down the scroll.
He didn't teach Zhen Puyang when he was five or six years old. He was twelve years old now, and he might not be able to read these books anymore. He just wanted to let Zhen Puyang learn something in a short period of time. The way of the emperor and the art of controlling people allowed him to quickly accumulate capital.
Helang handed him a thick book, and Zhen Puyang saw that the title was the way of the emperor, and he didn't even bother to turn it over, so he turned his head and refused, with a rather strong tone, "Your Highness doesn't read these." Everyone in the court and the public knew him He doesn't like to join this kind of brotherly melee, so why let him read these books? Are you trying to embarrass him
Helang frowned, he knew that the child would not be so obedient to read. He asked him to read these books, the intention was too obvious, he reflected, he did not continue to force him to read, intending to let him learn more about life, but those sage books are too pedantic.
With a slight movement of his fingers, he finally picked out a book that wasn't considered orthodox, and if it was a book, it could only be considered a miscellaneous book.
This is a half-old booklet, the binding thread is crooked, it looks like the words circulating on the market, but it is intriguing and contains wonderful truths, reading it is like enlightenment, He Lang just wants to let Zhen Puyang read these relaxing words first Idle books, so that he does not resist reading.
Zhen Puyang had some doubts about the half-old brochure he handed over, his narrow eyes scanned up and down, and when he saw the title, he took it hesitantly, and asked him slightly surprised: "Don't you read "Book of Filial Piety"? "
When he first went to the study room, the old teacher insisted that he read the Book of Filial Piety and the Book of Rites, and asked him to copy and recite the contents section by section. Backwards.
After a few times, even if his mother and concubine scolded him, he would never go there. But he also knew that all his brothers wanted to learn these orthodox books, so why did the Taifu show him the words
Helang thought for a while, Zhen Puyang was not unfilial although he was favored and proud, reading the extra books would be wasted, the bathroom replied lightly, "No need. Remember in everything that knowing kindness is the truth."
"It's interesting. When did you become so transparent? If other people know that you say that the Book of Filial Piety is an unnecessary book, many people will criticize you."
What Zhen Puyang said seemed to be ironic, and he picked up the thread-bound half-old book and flipped through a few pages. It contained great truths, and even the words were so straightforward, in the eyes of their noble royals, they could even be regarded as vulgar.
But the more he looked at it, the more interesting it became, so he reluctantly followed his wishes and took a look.
Taking a glance at the Grand Tutor, Zhen Puyang felt strange, this man is getting more and more strange. He even dared to show such miscellaneous books to him. If other gentlemen or bachelors knew about it, they might laugh at him.
Although Helang kept him for dinner, Zhen Puyang didn't forget the last time he laughed at his slender figure, refused immediately and went back to the palace.
On the way, he gritted his teeth and said to the attendants brought out from the palace: "Let the imperial dining room prepare more meat for dinner!"
That night, the cooks in the imperial dining room wept with joy, the Ninth Prince finally stopped being picky about food.
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