I smiled and said to her: "Go over there and see if His Highness has gotten up."

"Oh."

She glanced at me again, then turned and walked out. Aunt Wu stayed and poured me hot tea. She didn't say much, but she could occasionally hear her sighing softly.

After a while, Shui Xiu came back, and those who followed him naturally had deep thoughts.

He got up very early and looked full of energy. As soon as he walked in the door, he threw himself into my arms and said, "Aunt Qing!"

I smiled and hugged him and said, "Your Highness is so heavy that he almost knocked Aunt Qing down."

He smiled and raised his little face from my arms. I gently stroked his face, which was still a little cold, and said softly: "Are you getting ready to go to Jixian Hall for class so early?"

"Yes. The Queen Mother said yesterday that if I have anything to do in the future, I must first tell Aunt Qing."

"Yeah."

I nodded, hugged him and looked outside the door. The snow had piled up so thickly that the little eunuchs were having a hard time sweeping the snow. I thought about it and said, "In this case, Aunt Qing will accompany Your Highness today."

Let’s go to Jixian Hall.”

"Really? That's great!"

When Nian Shen heard this, he was naturally very happy, but Nanny Wu and Shui Xiu next to her were shocked and looked at me hurriedly: "Sir!"

I said calmly: "Get ready, Shuixiu is coming with me."

"...Yes."

Shuixiu agreed and went down to prepare.

Aunt Wu still looked worried, but at this time, like those who guarded the palace gate and looked at me, she could not say anything to stop me.

Let me educate Nian Shen. This is the order given by Pei Yuanhao himself yesterday. Since he has taught Nian Shen, it is natural for him to go to Jixian Hall with him to learn about His Highness the First Prince's academic performance. No one has any excuse.

Come and stop.

Until we got on the carriage, Grandma Wu was still looking at me, shook her head helplessly, and murmured: "It's weird, you promised so happily."

I lay on the car window, holding Nian Shen in one hand, and said softly: "Mommy, go back quickly, it's cold outside."

She sighed: "Well. No matter what you do, you'd better come back soon."

I nodded: "I understand."

After saying that, the coachman lowered the curtain, rolled the wheels through the thick snow, and drove out slowly.

When we arrived outside Jixian Hall, there was a thick layer of snow here. It was as if God looked at the deserted place and covered the entire Jixian Hall with a thick layer of white cotton brocade quilt.

There is also thick snow on the steps, which makes a creaking sound when you step on it.

Nian Shen seemed very happy to hear that, so he simply broke free from my hand and ran up.

Seeing him as happy as a happy little rabbit, I couldn't help but think of Pei Yuanhao yesterday, kicking deep and shallow in the snow, as if stepping on the sound of music.

These two father and son look exactly the same when they are happy.

However, no matter how happy they are, I am still in a bad mood yesterday and now.

I raised my head and looked at the tall Jixian Hall at the end of the steps, standing in the white snow. The wooden structure gave this hall an isolated temperament, as if the owner here was calm and deserted, always carrying a

A kind of sobriety and calmness like an outsider, looking at the chaos in this world.

When I looked up at the main hall, Nianshen had already climbed the steps, turned around and waved vigorously at me: "Aunt Qing, hurry up."

I smiled faintly and walked up slowly.

Walking to him, Nian Shen's face was a little red because he had been running and jumping for a while, his breath turned into white mist, and his little nose was red from the cold. I didn't know what I thought of, so I smiled and said, "Nian Shen likes it so much.

Come to Jixian Hall for class?"

"Yeah."

Seeing him nodding seriously and vigorously, I couldn't help but smile.

He is also a really good boy. He will write down the knowledge that is accidentally taught to him, and he will write down the truth when told to him. Even when he is asked to come to class, he will not push back like other children, although sometimes

It's like being lazy to play, but it's not easy for children of this age to be able to do this.

I even think that instead of letting someone educate him, it might be better to let the child grow up on his own.

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But this was not the time to think about it. I just held his little hand and walked along the corridor. As I walked, I listened to him talk about how many poems he had memorized recently and who he had won in pairs.

I listened patiently and said, "Did Senior Brother only teach you this? What else did he teach you?"

He thought about it deeply and said: "Also, killing one person is considered unjust, and it must be punished by death... Well, killing ten people is tenfold unjust, and must be punished by death. Killing a hundred people is a hundredfold injustice, and

You must be punished with a hundred death sentences."

I listened and was silent for a moment: "Brother taught you this?"

"Yeah."

"Your Highness, do you know what it means?"

Nian Shen shook his head: "I don't know, senior brother said, let me remember these first, and I will understand in the future."

Seeing that he was struggling to recite it just now, I must not understand the meaning. I just didn't expect that Qinghan would teach him this when Nianshen was so young. In other words, he had already had a premonition of the future.

Or is it because of the current situation in the south that he has some bad premonitions?

Killing one person is said to be unjust; killing ten people is tenfold unjust; killing one hundred people is said to be unjust a hundred times.

So, what about a war?

Isn’t it a huge injustice?

I looked down at Nian Shen, whose little eyebrows were slightly twisted together. How much would this child understand?

In fact, at the bottom of the river valley, before Qinghan said those words to me, I was somewhat aware that if he had only learned some writing and copying during his years with Fu Badai, he would have really disgraced Fu Badai's reputation as a sage in Shu.

; He said that he has a responsibility to the south, whether it is from the path a man should take or his inheritance from the blood, I can understand it, but I don’t know now, when Jiangnan was occupied by rebel forces, he

What attitude will it be?

Main battle?

Main harmony?

How to fight? How to make peace?

I was thinking wildly for a while, and when I came to my senses, I was already outside the classroom, and I smiled to myself.

Just ask him what he thinks.

Not only things about the South, but also - yesterday, about Pei Yuanzhen; there are also many things about me and him that I want to ask him.

Thinking of this, I took Nian Shen's hand and walked to the door.

It was still early, and none of the other students had arrived yet. There was only one person sitting at the desk in front of the class, not reading or writing, just sitting quietly.

Of course, he couldn't read or write.

Nian Shen raised his head and shouted loudly: "Teacher?"

The person sitting in front of the case slowly raised his head, his gray eyes still shining with clear light: "Your Highness." After saying that, he raised his head with a smile, as if looking at me: "Master Yue.

."

My face darkened slightly.

Nian Shen had already walked over. Although he couldn't see it, he still bowed politely. Fu Badai stretched out his hand, fumbled to help him up, and said, "Have you learned well these days, Your Highness?"

"Teacher, Nianshen has been studying hard."

"Oh, that's good." He nodded: "I'll let the teacher see how much improvement His Highness has made later."

"Yes."

After saying that, he smiled and reached out to pat Nian Shen on the shoulder, asking him to sit back in his seat. Then I walked in slowly, and he turned his head toward me vaguely, with a look on his face.

And with a slight smile.

He didn't speak, but his transparent smile was enough to make me frown.

After a long while, he whispered: "Where is he?"

These days, Qing Han is obviously teaching his lessons on his behalf, so why is it that today, when I come here, he is the one teaching here?

As if he sensed that my tone was not very good, Fu Badai still had a faint smile on his face: "I've been missing classes for a few days. It's time to come back and take a look today."

"..."

I’ve been missing classes for a few days, but I’m coming back today?

But yesterday, I accepted the order and promised to educate His Highness. When I can bring Nian Shen to Jixian Hall today, he will come back to teach?

Is it such a coincidence?

Thinking of this, my voice became deeper and deeper, and I asked: "Where is he?"

Facing my stubborn question, Fu Badai slowly raised his head. His unfocused eyes seemed to still be able to look into my eyes, and he said calmly: "How can I ignore the favor of saving my life?"
To be continued...