The villain prince is three and a half years old

Zhang Zanyu walked around the classroom holding a scroll, explaining the essence of the article.

He walked past the fifth prince, the sixth prince, the seventh prince, and the eighth prince, completing a circle. He stopped to lick his index finger, turned the page, continued reading, and continued walking. He then passed the fifth prince, the sixth prince, the seventh prince, the eighth prince, and the ninth prince. He licked his index finger again and continued...hiss, something's wrong!

Zhang Zanyu frowned. He had passed four princes in the last round, so why did he pass five princes this time?

He turned around and made eye contact with the Ninth Prince behind him.

The ninth prince sat upright behind the desk, copying a red book in his hand and writing very seriously. Feeling Zhang Zanyu's gaze, he looked up in confusion.

For a moment, Zhang Zanyu had the illusion that the Ninth Prince was already there.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

After closing the book, he walked to Xia Jing's desk.

Xia Jing looked innocent and acted perfectly. Xue Zhaoju lowered his head, afraid that his expression would expose the Ninth Prince.

Ning Chengrui gloated over Xia Jing's misfortune and even wanted to report him, but when he thought of the pain in his nose, he didn't say anything.

This surprised Xia Jing. Since Ning Chengrui was so well-behaved, he decided not to bother him.

Besides Ning Chengrui, another person who might have reported him was Ning Gaoxiang. The day before yesterday, Xia Jinggang had stolen Ning Gaoxiang's antelope wood carving.

The fifth prince Ning Yuanzhong also had a motive for committing the crime. His mother, Concubine Duan, had suffered a lot of punishment directly or indirectly because of Concubine Xian's influence.

What surprised Xia Jing again was that the person who stood up to report him was not Ning Gaoxiang or Ning Yuanzhong, but the least noticeable Sixth Prince Ning Wenhuan.

"Master Zhang, the Ninth Prince just climbed in through the window." Ning Wenhuan stood up and said.

Xia Jing sighed inwardly and noted Ning Wenhuan in his revenge notebook. He was relatively calm. If he could escape punishment, that would be best. If he couldn't, that was also normal.

Zhang Zanyu looked at Ning Wenhuan without saying a word, then lowered his head to look at Xia Jing.

He pulled out the tracing book from Xia Jing's hand, took a piece of paper and spread it in front of the boy, then put a paperweight on it.

"When a man is born, his nature is good." Zhang Zanyu said.

This is a dictation test.

Xia Jing wrote it with a brush. His brushwork was immature, but there were no mistakes in the characters.

"Not bad." Zhang Zanyu returned the copybook to Xia Jing and turned to Ning Wenhuan and said, "You can sit down too."

Ning Wenhuan's face was gloomy. He didn't sit down. He raised his head and asked, "Why didn't Master Zhang punish the Ninth Prince when he made a mistake?"

Xia Jing looked at him with admiration. Originally, Xia Jing had wondered if Ning Wenhuan had been instructed to do so, but now it seemed that Ning Wenhuan might have been acting out of 'the need for justice'.

He shook his head. Ning Wenhuan actually dared to ask why. He was so bold.

"What did the Ninth Prince do wrong?" Zhang Zanyu walked up to Ning Wenhuan.

He was eight feet tall and stood in front of the ten-year-old Ning Wenhuan, his shadow pressing down like a mountain.

"How can the Ninth Prince be without fault for being late?" Ning Wenhuan withstood Zhang Zanyu's might and looked up at him stubbornly.

Xia Jing thought that the Sixth Prince was at least courageous.

Zhang Zanyu pulled out a ruler from his sleeve and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Ning Wenhuan's eyes twitched, he clenched his teeth, and it took a long time before he stretched out his hand.

The ruler fell once: "The Ninth Prince is the Sixth Prince's younger brother, he should be called 'Ninth Prince' instead of 'Ninth Prince'!"

The ruler fell for the second time: "The Ninth Prince is the Sixth Prince's younger brother. When an elder brother sees his younger brother make a small mistake, he should help correct it instead of reporting it and causing his younger brother to be beaten or scolded!"

The ruler fell for the third time, but stopped in mid-air: "The Sixth Prince is the Emperor's child, but he only sees the rules."

Zhang Zanyu's words became more serious. After three sentences, he put away the ruler and said sternly, "Sit down!"

Ning Wenhuan shuddered and sat back on the stool with a pale face.

The room was completely silent. Even Ning Yuanzhong calmed down a lot and straightened his crooked body.

Ning Chengrui and Ning Gaoxiang were terrified, but luckily they didn't stand up. The five companions didn't dare to move.

Xia Jing was also surprised, surprised by the logic of Zhang Zanyu's behavior.

Xia Jing thought that when Ning Wenhuan informed on him, Zhang Zanyu did not punish him, nor was he prepared to let him go. It was only after assessing his own learning progress that he let the matter go.

This series of logic is consistent with the three sentences Zhang Zanyu used to teach Ning Wenhuan.

As expected of the former Prime Minister, his realm is very high.

If it were another teacher, he would either be fawning or talk nonsense.

Zhang Zanyu returned to Xia Jing's desk, took out the ruler again, raised it up, and placed it in Xue Zhaoju's hand.

"Rules are just rules, but they are rules after all. The Ninth Prince is young, so his tutor will punish him." After saying that, Zhang Zanyu turned and left.

The ruler is made of cork, so it is not heavy when it hits the hand. Zhang Zanyu did not use much force, so the symbolic meaning is greater than the practical significance.

Xue Zhaoju was in the school, and the ruler would come from everywhere. However, he was used to being punished by the ruler in the family school, and the ruler in the school was much more painful than the one in the study.

After ending this farce, Zhang Zanyu picked up the scroll and continued reading.

Xue Zhaoju rubbed his palms and quickly immersed his mind in studying.

Snapped--

The ruler hit Xue Zhaoju's palm again. While he was immersed in his studies, the ninth prince was absent-minded and drew a bunch of small animals on the tracing book.

Zhang Zanyu tore off the page, announced the end of get out of class, and walked out of the study room.

He came to the Yangxin Palace again.

Emperor Kangning was playing Go with Xu Zhongde, a rare moment of leisure. However, the moves he made were extremely strange, not at all like Go.

"This is the black and white chess game invented by the Ninth Prince," Emperor Kangning explained. "It's much simpler than Go, but quite interesting."

Xu Zhongde stepped down and let Zhang Zanyu take over. Emperor Kangning explained the rules to him and the game continued.

"Is Zanyu here to complain? I heard that the brat pretended to be sick yesterday and slept until noon today before going to school. It's really outrageous!" Emperor Kangning pondered for a moment and put down the chess piece.

Zhang Zanyu looked at the chessboard and shook his head. "The Ninth Prince has not fallen behind in his studies and has learned quite a few characters."

On the chessboard, Kang Ningdi's white pieces held the upper hand, while Zhang Zanyu's black pieces were at a disadvantage. Kang Ningdi, with his experience in black and white, had an advantage over Zhang Zanyu, who was learning on the spot. Furthermore, Zhang Zanyu, inheriting Xu Zhongde's chessboard, was already at a disadvantage. These two factors combined greatly favored the white pieces.

Emperor Kangning was in a good mood. He had never beaten Zhang Zanyu in chess in the past, but today he finally had hope of winning.

He smiled and asked, "If it's not to complain, why is Master Zhang, whom I rarely see, here again today?"

"I'm here to deliver the Ninth Prince's painting." Zhang Zanyu put down the chess piece and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve.

Xu Zhongde took it and handed it to Emperor Kangning. This action looked a little funny. Zhang Zanyu was right in front of Emperor Kangning, and could poke Kangning's nostrils with just one hand, but he had to pass the paper through Xu Zhongde.

This is because Emperor Kangning was the ruler and Zhang Zanyu was his minister. Just as people must go through priests to deliver prayers to the gods, ministers must go through the ruler's attendants to deliver things to the ruler. In earlier times, not only delivering things, but even words had to be conveyed through attendants.

Simply put, there must be a middleman.

This is the theory; in practice, emperors of all dynasties were too lazy to follow it privately. Zhang Zanyu was a close confidant of Emperor Kangning, and since there were no outsiders in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he didn't have to follow it. However, he was cautious and Xu Zhongde was quick, so this wonderful scene happened.

Emperor Kang Ning took the paper and said with some amusement: "This kid, every time he goes to school, he publishes a painting?"

He placed the chess piece first, then spread out the paper to see what the naughty, clever and cute Ninth Prince had drawn this time.

"Oh, this time it's not a little turtle, it's a little pig." Emperor Kangning said happily, "This paintbrush is also interesting. I thought it was just a child's graffiti, but after looking at it today, it seems to have a lot of secrets."

Zhang Zanyu stared at the chessboard without blinking: "Your Majesty, please read the painting carefully."

Emperor Kangning watched while playing chess.

There are two kinds of animals on the paper, three pigs and one wolf.

The three pigs seemed to be three brothers. They looked the same except for the serial numbers one, two and three on their foreheads.

They built three houses respectively. The eldest was a thatched house, the third was a brick house, and the second looked around and chose a wooden house.

Then the wolf appeared, blew down the thatched hut, knocked down the wooden house, and was helpless in front of the brick house. He crawled in through the chimney and was killed by a trap.

The story is simple and without words. After reading it for the first time, Emperor Kang Ning was just happy. He put down the paper, took a few steps, and suddenly found the story quite interesting.

If you think about it carefully, there are some truths in it.

This made him lose his mind.

If modern people saw Xia Jing's painting, they would realize from the beginning that it was the story of "The Three Little Pigs". This fairy tale, which is popular all over the world, traveled through time and space to the table in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, captivating Emperor Kangning, who had never seen such a subject before.

Emperor Kang Ning keenly discovered the educational significance of this, and the more he thought about it, the more wonderful it seemed to him.

Thatched houses, brick houses and wooden houses represent respectively the desire for quick success, long-term planning and careless thinking.

This kid, has such a level of thinking?

Emperor Kang Ning frowned, placed his hand holding the chess piece on the table, and the chess piece turned between his fingertips.

"Your Majesty, it's your turn to leave." Zhang Zanyu urged.

Emperor Kangning then remembered that he was playing chess and was about to achieve victory over Zhang Zanyu. He put the three little pigs aside and focused on the chessboard.

He was stunned. The situation on the chessboard, which had been so promising, had completely changed after he made a dozen or so clever moves.

"Master Zhang is so cunning!" Emperor Kangning exclaimed.

No wonder I directed him to look at this painting! It turns out I was using some tricks!

"Your Majesty, a chess game is like a war, and all is fair in war." Zhang Zanyu said with a smile.

Emperor Kangning admitted defeat and felt a little depressed. He picked up the painting and looked at it again, and his mood improved.

He handed the painting to Xu Zhongde and said, "Find a painter to copy it and send it to the palaces of the princes."

"Yes." Seeing that Emperor Kangning seemed to have forgotten something, Xu Zhongde reminded him, "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince..."

Emperor Kangning then remembered that the painting was from Xia Jing.

He took a piece of paper beside him and copied a painting based on Xia Jing's. He held it up to admire for a moment and handed it to Xu Zhongde.

"This is a reward for the Ninth Prince. You can pick something else from the warehouse," he said.

"Yes." Xu Zhongde agreed, feeling happy.

Chapter 121: The Death of the Society

Xu Zhongde stepped out of the Yangxin Palace and handed the task of finding a painter to copy "The Three Little Pigs" to his apprentice.

"Godfather, was this drawn by the Ninth Prince? It's really interesting. These two pigs, the eldest and the second, are so stupid." Li Gou'er held the paper, took a look and exclaimed in amazement.

Xu Zhongde sighed. This godson could only see the meaning of "interesting." With his intelligence, he probably thought the emperor had sent the paintings to the princes just to amuse the children.

"I'll go find the painter right away. Godfather, how do you say the name of this painting should be written? 'Painted by the Ninth Prince in the Upper Study'?" Li Gou'er asked again.

Xu Zhongde raised his hand and hit him hard on the head.

The playful look on Li Gou'er's face suddenly shattered. He covered his head and looked at his godfather nervously. Godfather rarely hit people, especially not so hard. There must have been something wrong with his words.

"The emperor only asked the painter to copy it and give it to the other princes. When did he say to write the ninth prince's name on it?" Xu Zhongde glared at him.

Li Gou'er shrank his head.

Xu Zhongde whispered, "Remember, not only can you not say it was painted by the Ninth Prince, you also have to make others think it was..."

Xu Zhongde thought for a moment and said, "Just blame it on Mr. Zhang. He sent the painting."

"I understand. But, godfather, you have to keep it a secret. How can we ask for a reward from the Ninth Prince?" Li Gou'er was puzzled.

"You can be low-key, but how can you not want the benefits?" Xu Zhongde waved his hand and told Li Gou'er to get out.

Li Gou'er had already walked out the door, and Xu Zhongde was still waiting in the yard. Sure enough, after a dozen breaths, a young eunuch came out and brought new instructions from Emperor Kangning.

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In Jingyixuan, Xia Jing and Ning Xuenian were playing the cat's tuck game and talking about what happened in the study.

"Lord Zhang is a sensible man. It's ridiculous for an elder brother to inform on his younger brother!" Empress Xian took a sip of tea, and her favorability towards Zhang Zanyu increased greatly, while her favorability towards Ning Wenhuan decreased greatly.

She looked at Xia Jing: "Jing'er, don't be angry. I'm going to cause trouble for the Sixth Prince!"

Ning Wenhuan is already ten years old and is considered an eldest prince. Concubine Xian cannot control him, but she can control his biological mother, Concubine Shun.

"Don't worry, sister," Xiao Yue held Concubine Xian's hand, "I have met Concubine Shun twice. I will go and talk to her."

This is to let Concubine Xian not take any action yet and leave the matter to her.

"In this case, Jing'er was late first," Xiao Yue turned around and poked Xia Jing's head, "I asked you to get up early, but you insisted on staying in bed."

Xia Jing moved and hid behind Ning Xuenian.