The villain prince is three and a half years old

As we approached the Upper Study, all around us suddenly became quiet. The Upper Study was located in a corner of the Qianqing Palace, the Emperor's bedroom, and no one dared to make a noise there.

The sedan chair stopped, Xia Jing got off, and followed Xiao Tianzi to a small room on the side.

Xue Zhaoju was the only one in the room. When the boy heard the door open, he stood up in panic and hugged the pillar tightly. His face was covered with tears. He looked at Xia Jing and Xiao Tianzi with caution, especially when he looked at Xiao Tianzi, the rejection in his eyes was clearly visible.

The two eunuchs responsible for picking up Xue Zhaoju came in and knelt down to greet Xia Jing.

"Stand up," Xia Jing pointed at Xue Zhaoju and asked the two eunuchs, "Did you hit him?"

The two eunuchs hurriedly shook their heads: "How dare we?"

"What's going on?" Xia Jing frowned.

It's impossible that he missed his mother when he got to kindergarten and cried to go home, right?

An eight-year-old is old enough to go to primary school, so that’s not the case.

Xia Jing tried to take two steps closer, but Xue Zhaoju widened his eyes and clamped his legs around the pillar.

The two eunuchs explained, "Your Highness, when we retrieved Master Xue from the guards, he was acting strangely. He shouted, 'No,' and struggled. We finally managed to catch him and drag him here."

They were also confused and didn't know what Mr. Xue was up to.

"Master, please be careful." Xiao Tianzi took two big steps and stood in front of Xia Jing to protect him.

His action frightened Xue Zhaoju who was on the pillar.

The boy burst into tears and could no longer hold on to the pillar. He fell to his knees with a thud, "I am the illegitimate son of the second branch of the Xue family. There must be some misunderstanding. The blood of my Xue family will never fall to this level! Please ask the eunuchs! My body is given by my parents, how can I cut it off in half? Wuuwuwu——"

"...?"

The four of them all understood that Xue Zhaoju thought they had captured him and were going to chop off Xiao Que'er to make him a eunuch!

Xia Jing turned his head to look at Xiao Tianzi, and the corner of Xiao Tianzi's eyes twitched.

The three eunuchs in the room were all offended. Not to mention who wanted to cut your thing in half, your last sentence was scolding the eunuchs in front of them!

Xia Jing found it quite amusing. He put his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice, "Humph, it's too late to regret now! The Xue family has already sold you to my Jingshifang. You have to cut it today, whether you want to or not. The eunuchs in the Silijian are waiting to eat your little bird with wine! Hehehehehehe!"

Xue Zhaoju staggered, his face pale, and he stood up to run, but Eunuch Tian was very powerful and captured him in a moment.

The boy was pressed to the ground by Eunuch Tian, ​​his face pressed against the ground, his tears soaking the floor tiles. He was twitching with grief and unable to speak.

It seems that he was frightened a little bit.

Xia Jing touched his nose, lifted his foot, and slid away.

"I leave it to you." He patted Xiao Tianzi's leg and walked out of the house.

After wandering around the gate of the Qianqing Palace for a while, Xia Jing saw his study companions from other families coming over, so he went back into the small side room.

Xue Zhaoju sat on the chair, his expression still dull. Xiao Tianzi handed him a bowl of tea to calm him down, but he held it in his hand blankly, not knowing how to drink it.

Seeing Xia Jing come in, he quickly put down the tea bowl and knelt on the ground: "This humble servant greets the Ninth Prince."

"Get up." Xia Jing patted his shoulder. "Are you not worried about Que'er now?"

Xue Zhaoju had just stood up, his face flushed, and he knelt down again: "I have disturbed the Ninth Prince. I deserve to die!"

"Okay, no need to be so polite." Xia Jing sat down and asked, "Didn't the Xue family tell you to come to the study?"

Xue Zhaoju knelt for the third time and said, "Perhaps he was afraid that I might leak it out, so he didn't tell me beforehand. But when I think about it carefully, although he didn't say it, he has already said it."

The matter of teaching him etiquette and the instructions given by Old Lady Xue during breakfast all indicated that the task of accompanying his studies was not easy.

He regretted not thinking of this earlier.

When he arrived at the palace, he only thought about the plot in the storytelling: "The family is ruthless and sells their young son to be a eunuch in the harem."

Thinking of this, he felt extremely ashamed: "I'm sorry to have embarrassed the Ninth Prince!"

Xia Jing shook his head: "Nothing."

Xue Zhaoju kowtowed again, thinking that the Ninth Prince was really magnanimous. He could forgive him for causing such a farce!

What he didn't expect was that it was the Ninth Prince who asked the Xue family not to tell him the truth, and it was also the Ninth Prince who scared him the most just now.

Although he is naughty and has a bad taste, the Ninth Prince is a good prince.

"Pick up, morning class is about to start." Xia Jing looked at his messy clothes, "Xiao Tianzi, find a servant who knows how to dress up and come and tidy up Xiao Juzi."

"Thank you, Ninth Prince."

Xue Zhaoju was deeply moved. The Ninth Prince was not only magnanimous but also considerate. Even his appearance and voice seemed particularly kind for some reason, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

Xia Jing looked at Xue Zhaoju and was sure that the boy did not recognize him!

They had only met at Xue's house for a few days, and Xue Zhaoju had already forgotten about being clean!

It made sense, considering they'd only met when Old Lady Xue was judging Xue Zhaoju. It wasn't that long, and there were many people around. The boy back then wouldn't have dared to look up. And it was nighttime, so even with candles in the room, it wasn't as bright as day.

The most important point is that Xue Zhaoju did not associate the two people at all. The Ninth Prince was still young, how could he leave the palace, and how could he happen to visit the Xue family?

Xia Jing didn't expose it and thought it was quite interesting.

Next time I leave the palace and go to Xue’s house, I will use this misunderstanding to scare Xue Zhaoju.

Chapter 115 The Little Troublemaker Ninth Prince

Xiao Tianzi did not go to find a palace maid who knew how to dress up, but went on stage personally to tidy up Xue Zhaoju's remains. No, she tidied up his face.

Xue Zhaoju tidied his clothes and, with Xia Jing's permission, sat on the edge of the chair, drinking tea to calm himself.

Whenever Xia Jing found it interesting and smiled, Xue Zhaoju would lower his head, wishing the chair could be sat on him.

After drinking half a bowl of tea, a gong sounded not far away. It was the preparatory bell. Xia Jing took Xue Zhaoju into the room.

There was nothing special about the upper study. It was just a corridor next to the Qianqing Gate. Both inside and outside, the furnishings and utensils were very ordinary, even inferior to the houses where powerful servants in the harem lived.

What was special was the people who used this room. It was this ordinary room that took care of the education of the Ning Dynasty's princes and grandchildren, influencing generations of crown princes.

The room was neatly arranged with desks and stools, but there were no chairs, which would be too sluggish to sit on and lean against, and not conducive to studying.

"Ninth Prince, your seat is here." The eunuch on duty instructed attentively.

There were five desks in the upper study, divided into two rows. The eunuch was pointing to the desk in the first row.

The table was very long and was shared by two people, Xia Jing sat on the left and Xue Zhaoju sat on the right.

The teacher had not arrived yet, and Xia Jing looked around.

Including him, there were ten people sitting at the five tables, five of whom were princes, two of whom he was not familiar with, and the remaining two were good brothers who had a good relationship with Xia Jing.

It just so happened that the two good brothers, one on the right and the other behind, were both very close to him.

Xia Jing smiled and waved to his brother on the right.

On the right was the eighth prince Ning Chengrui. When he saw Xia Jing looking at him and smiling, Ning Chengrui shuddered with fear and grabbed the table tightly.

During the last three-party conflict in Yuhe Garden, Ning Chengrui was feeling proud of himself for defeating the Seventh Princess, but was beaten by the Ninth Prince who arrived, causing his nose to break and bleed, and he burst into tears.

Ning Chengrui had to admit that the Ninth Prince's boxing skills were better than his.

And that was the boxing style learned from the eldest princess.

Ning Chengrui is not afraid of anything, except three and a half. The three are Emperor Kangning, Empress Dowager You and Ning Wanjun, and the half is Empress Yin.

Now that Ning Wanjun is gone, Xia Jing has come in.

Ning Chengrui touched his nose, shrank his body, grabbed the desk tightly, and moved to the edge.

Afraid, hiding.

"I greeted you, why did you ignore me?" Xia Jing pretended to be angry.

"Ninth Prince, good luck, good fortune." Ning Chengrui said haltingly, but he wasn't speaking as a brother to the emperor, but as a servant.

A sneer sounded in the room.

Xia Jing turned around and saw that the person laughing was the Fifth Prince, Ning Yuanzhong. The Fifth Prince was Concubine Duan's child and had participated in the last Spring Hunt.

Ning Chengrui turned his head and glared at the Fifth Prince angrily. He was afraid of Xia Jing, but not Ning Yuanzhong. Only when Ning Yuanzhong stopped laughing did he turn back.

Xia Jing and Ning Yuanzhong had met at Spring Hunting and greeted him. Ning Yuanzhong lay on the table, glanced at Xia Jing, and ignored him.

Tsk, what a situation. Xia Jing shook his head. No wonder Ning Yuanzhong's presence in the game was so low.

The Ninth Prince wrote down Ning Yuanzhong in the little notebook in his mind and turned to look at the familiar person on his right.

"Seventh brother, you haven't invited me to the Summer Palace for a long time!" Xia Jing looked at Ning Gaoxiang with anticipation.

Ning Gaoxiang was playing with a wooden bracelet. When he heard Xia Jing's words, he shuddered and recalled the pain of being exploited by Xia Jing.

He clenched the bracelet tightly and looked at Xia Jing warily.

These days, his mother had also asked him to invite Xia Jing, but he didn't want to. Every time, he either pretended to forget or found other excuses. He usually didn't dare to go to Jingyixuan, for fear of running into Xia Jing. He didn't expect this little troublemaker to follow him to the upper study!

Ning Gaoxiang gritted his teeth and said perfunctorily, "I've been a bit busy lately."

"After school, can I go to Brother Qi's place to play?" Xia Jing said enthusiastically.

The last time I used the novelties from the Summer Palace to exchange for things was last time. It’s time to go to the Summer Palace to purchase more goods.

I'll go see Ning Sisi and General Shi while I'm there. Besides cats, rabbits are the easiest to pet.

Ning Gaoxiang tensed his body, filled with grief and anger.

His only hobby is collecting new and interesting gadgets, and he treasures those things very much. He finds time to take inventory of them every ten days.

The storehouse where the treasures were stored was equivalent to his harem, and those treasures were equivalent to his concubines. Xia Jing, the villain, always took advantage of his mother's kindness to break into his harem, touch his concubines, and even took a few away. This is really intolerable!

What’s even more hateful is that he has to endure it!

"Okay." He answered dryly, and made up his mind to run as soon as the get out of class was over, not giving Xia Jing a chance to catch up.

After greeting the last prince, Xia Jing recalled their messages.

There are a total of nine princes in the Ning Dynasty. Except for the first, second, third and fourth princes, the remaining five are all in the upper study.

The fifth prince Ning Yuanzhong has a bit of a rebellious and playboy vibe and doesn't have a very strong presence in the game. Apart from his strong military ability, his other abilities are average. In addition, Concubine Duan later lost power, and he was almost absent from the war for the heir to the throne.

Needless to say, the seventh prince Ning Gaoxiang and the eighth prince Ning Chengrui.

The sixth prince was named Ning Wenhuan. He was the child of a concubine and, like the ninth prince before him, was a nobody.

Xia Jing took the opportunity to check the intimacy levels of several people.

The fifth prince Ning Yuanzhong was ranked 49th, the sixth prince Ning Wenhuan was ranked 50th, the seventh prince Ning Gaoxiang was ranked 41st, and the eighth prince Ning Chengrui was ranked 41st.

Xia Jing caused Ning Chengrui to suffer several head injuries and bloodshed, and Ning Chengrui's intimacy level only dropped to 41. In comparison, Ning Gaoxiang, who just lost some treasures, also had an intimacy level of 41, which was too stingy.

Xia Jing looked at his brothers' study companions again. They were all unfamiliar faces, and most of them were two or three years older than his brothers.

It is rare to see a five-year age difference like that between Xia Jing and Xue Zhaoju.

There was no other way. We couldn't find a five or six-year-old child to accompany the Ninth Prince. By then, he and his companion wouldn't know who would take care of whom!

After looking at the students, Xia Jing looked at the teacher who walked into the room.

There were two teachers in the upper study room, one main and one auxiliary. One taught the Four Books and Five Classics, the other taught arithmetic and the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. There was also an additional teacher, Wu, who taught physical education. Moral, intellectual, physical and aesthetic development was balanced.

The teacher of the Four Books and Five Classics was Zhang Zanyu, a retired senior official who had served as the Prime Minister of the Cabinet. The teacher of arithmetic and the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting was Ning Yongji, Prince of Wei and the younger brother of Emperor Kangning.

The number of Mr. Wu positions was not fixed. Usually, any general from the imperial guards who was on duty in the palace would come to teach a few skills, mainly responsible for riding and shooting.

The person who arrived at this moment was Zhang Zanyu, the teacher who taught the Four Books and Five Classics. The old man was over seventy years old, but he still walked briskly. The moment he heard his footsteps, the room fell silent, and even Ning Chengrui and Ning Yuanzhong sat up straight.

Such high prestige? Xia Jing was surprised.

In the game, by the time the player went to school, Zhang Zanyu had already retired and returned home, so Xia Jing had no impression of Zhang Zanyu.

Xia Jing glanced at his intimacy level. It was just a casual glance, but he found something wrong.

[Name: Zhang Zanyu]

【Age: 78】

[Identity: Master Chef of the Upper Study]

[Intimacy: 50 (-1)]

50-1?

50 is nothing, a very neutral intimacy, but what is the minus one at the end?

Xia Jing was bewildered, wondering how he had offended this gentleman to receive a -1. He sighed again, thinking this gentleman was quite principled, having only lowered his intimacy upon arrival, rather than directly increasing it to 49.