When Emperor Jingwen came, he was already holding back a rage. The reason why he didn't ask anyone to call the Ninth Prince over was to wait for him to come back and then give him a scare.

Emperor Jingwen had even imagined the scene of his son being terrified when he saw him.

At that time, if you ask him why he doesn't go to school, the effect will definitely be doubled.

As a result...he never came back.

Then Emperor Jingwen became even angrier.

But it was his dark face that scared the Sixth Prince, who had just returned from the study.

Think about it, the Sixth Prince had been tired in the study room all day, and he finally came back to relax for a while. However, when he looked up after entering the room, he was caught off guard by the majestic face of Emperor Jingwen, and all his sleepiness and fatigue were scared away.

"Greetings to the Emperor, may your Majesty be well." The Sixth Prince knelt down hurriedly.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Jingwen felt relieved immediately. In his opinion, this was normal.

This is exactly the effect Emperor Jingwen wanted. Except for the wrong object, everything else was perfect.

Emperor Jingwen's expression finally improved: "Get up, pack up, and prepare for dinner."

"…yes."

The Sixth Prince glanced at the Imperial Concubine beside him. Judging from the Imperial Concubine's expression and various signs, it was clear that his father had come here to look for his Ninth Prince.

Although such scenes do not happen often, they do happen from time to time.

What the Sixth Prince didn't understand was why his father would always be so angry at his little brother's unintentional actions, and why he never got tired of it.

In this way, the silent atmosphere continued until the end of dinner.

It was already dark outside, but the Ninth Prince still hadn't returned.

Noticing his father's increasingly ugly expression, the Sixth Prince complained inwardly.

Damn it, my father looks very angry.

Just as the Sixth Prince began to pray for his brother, Emperor Jingwen finally couldn't hold it anymore. With a sullen face, he said to Wang Ziquan beside him, "Go, bring the Ninth Prince back to me."

In the end, Emperor Jingwen compromised.

He realized that his son might not be able to come back today. If he didn't see him, then his trip today would be in vain.

hiss--

The emperor even used the word "please", it seems he is really angry.

Wang Ziquan did not dare to delay and hurriedly took the order to "capture" the ninth prince from the Eastern Palace.

You know what, Ye Shuo really thought so. He really didn't plan to go back today. He planned to stay with his little nephew for a few nights and make the most of the time before school starts.

Although he thought it was unlikely that his cheap father would not react by this year, but! What if? What if it works? Wouldn't that mean another year of happiness?

Ye Shuo didn't feel ashamed at all to fight for the bed with his own nephew. After all, he had slept in the prince's bed in the past, so why would he care about the prince's son?

"Ninth Uncle..." The little grandson seemed a little shy as it was his first time sleeping on the same bed with someone else.

However, the next second, he was pushed back by Ye Shuo: "You are just a child, there is nothing to be embarrassed about." When saying this, Ye Shuo completely forgot that when he was three years old, he had installed a blackout curtain to prevent the palace people from peeking.

"Don't talk, go to sleep." Then Ye Shuo suddenly remembered something: "By the way, do you still wet the bed at night?"

"Ninth Uncle!!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, go to sleep."

Having said that, Ye Shuo immediately closed his eyes.

For some reason, when the little grandson of the emperor broke free from his shame and anger, he always felt that the reaction of his ninth uncle in front of him was a little strange, as if he was avoiding something.

Then, not long after, Ye Xun probably knew who he was hiding from.

When Wang Ziquan arrived, he heard the news that the Ninth Prince and the little grandson had already gone to bed.

Wang Ziquan immediately gasped. It was over. The emperor was still waiting!

After thinking it over and weighing it for a long time, Wang Ziquan finally decided to go and wake up the Ninth Prince himself.

When he heard the noise outside, Ye Shuo knew something was wrong. When he saw Wang Ziquan walking towards him through the cracks in his eyes, Ye Shuo immediately realized that his stepfather was determined to make him go to school this time, and he was particularly angry.

Otherwise, everyone knows that they have gone to bed, but they still have to wake themselves up.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Ye Shuo had no choice but to get up from the bed.

Just as Ye Shuo slowly began to put on his shoes, he saw that Eunuch Wang had already left. Ye Xun couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Ninth Uncle... Is it really scary to go to the study?"

"Of course!" Ye Shuo thought about it.

The scary thing about going to the study room is not the studying, but the fact that you can't graduate at all. No matter how much knowledge you have learned there, you will not be allowed to skip grades or graduate early. No matter who you are, you must stay there until you reach a certain age, and they will let you go only when you reach the age to enter the court. Don't make the connection too tight.

After you have finished memorizing this book, there is still the next book. The worst that can happen is that the difficulty will be increased. Some people even hope that you can read as many books as possible. Unless you have memorized all the books in the world, there will always be new knowledge for you to learn.

In modern times, you can skip grades, or even enter university directly if you have accumulated enough knowledge, but there is no such rule in the study room.

Thinking about having to memorize all the books in the world, even Ye Shuo felt a wave of despair.

Also, there was no such thing as Saturdays and Sundays as rest days in ancient times. Ye Shuo had learned about it in advance, and there were no winter and summer vacations. There were 365 days in a year, and people could only have one day off on New Year's Day, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor's birthday, Tianchang Festival, and one's own birthday, etc., and the total number of days was less than ten.

Ten days!

You know, nowadays there are seven days off for National Day!

So once you get in there, it's basically like being in prison. No wonder Ye Shuo is scared.

This was something that he would have resisted from the bottom of his heart even without his grandfather's family.

But I can’t tell this to my little nephew. The child is still young, and I can’t tell him about the dangers of the world so quickly.

“…Anyway, you’ll know soon.” He was lucky, at least he had made it to this point, and he started school at the age of seven. The child in front of him had to go to school at the age of three.

Ye Shuo couldn't help but touched the child's head lovingly.

Without waiting for the other party to resist, Ye Shuo jumped off the bed and followed Eunuch Wang.

"Your Highness, it's okay—"

On the way back to Qiuwu Palace, Wang Ziquan was about to persuade him not to be nervous, but when he turned around, he saw the Ninth Prince yawning. The rest of Wang Ziquan's words were immediately stuck in his throat.

"Ah? What did you say?" Ye Shuo looked confused, as if he didn't hear clearly.

Wang Ziquan choked and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably: “…Nothing, nothing.”

If you ask him, the Ninth Prince is really a strange man. You say he is naughty, but he never makes fun of the palace maids. You say he is sensible and obedient, but he finds different ways to make trouble every day and then makes the emperor very angry. It is really hard to understand.

Just as Wang Ziquan was thinking about something in his mind, Qiuwu Palace was already within reach.

Inside the main hall, Emperor Jingwen first saw a corner of fabric flash by. He paused holding the tea, his eyes narrowed instantly, and he was about to get angry, but before he could open his mouth, he saw his son take two or three steps forward, then kneel down with a plop, shouting, "My son knows he was wrong, please forgive me, father."

The whole set of movements was smooth and flowing, as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times, and it was as skillful as possible.

As the saying goes, one should not hit a smiling person. Ye Shuo admitted his mistake too quickly, and the words of rebuke from Emperor Jingwen were immediately stuck in his throat.

After a long while, Emperor Jingwen felt that this did not relieve his anger at all, so he sat there and asked with a half-smile: "Oh? Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

"I don't know, but if I make you angry, then that's my fault."

Emperor Jingwen: “…”

Emperor Jingwen was completely unable to curse anymore.

The tense atmosphere in the main hall suddenly dissipated.

Emperor Jingwen seemed to want to try harder, but the atmosphere was just not right. After a long time, he could only hold his forehead with his hand and ask him to get up.

Wang Zi, who was standing by, was stunned.

Concubine Rong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw this.

"Tell me, why are you so reluctant to go to the study?" After an entire afternoon, Emperor Jingwen had figured out the reason. The imperial concubine would be deceived by this little bastard, but he would not.

Ye Shuo did not hide anything and said frankly: "The school starts too early. We have to get up at 1:00 a.m. and 1:00 p.m. It's not even daylight yet. We don't get out of school until after 1:00 p.m. and have dinner right away. We only have one or two hours to do some activities in between, and we don't even have time to take a break. And..."

"Stop, stop, stop." Seeing that he was counting more and more, Emperor Jingwen interrupted him immediately: "Didn't the others, like your brother, including me, come here in the same way?"

Why is he the only one who can't accept it?

"Okay, you don't need to say anything. No matter what, you must report to me in the upper study in three days!"

"Yes, Father."

"If you dare to say 'no'...hmm?" Caught off guard, Emperor Jingwen was stunned when he heard the affirmative answer.

Why did this little bastard react so violently just now and point out so many faults? Emperor Jingwen was even prepared to yell at him, but in the end... he actually agreed.

Ye Shuo actually didn't want to do it, but there was no way. His stepfather coming here today meant that the matter was a foregone conclusion and resistance was impossible. It was better to be honest and avoid suffering.

Emperor Jingwen felt as if he had been punched into cotton, unable to go up or down, it was extremely painful.

He always felt that the little bastard would not compromise so easily, but he didn't know what method he would use this time.

It has to be said that after such a long time, Emperor Jingwen has summed up some experience in struggle.

"You are no longer a two-year-old child. If you dare to lie to me again, I will punish you for deceiving the emperor!" Emperor Jingwen was so worried about his son going to school obediently.

Upon hearing this, Ye Shuo nodded with certainty: "Don't worry, Father. This time, I will strictly abide by the rules of the upper study room and will never act outside of the rules."

Emperor Jingwen always felt that something was strange, but he really couldn't put his finger on it.

In the end, failing to find any flaws, Emperor Jingwen left in doubt.

Until the figure of Emperor Jingwen completely disappeared, the Sixth Prince seemed to catch a glimpse of a cunning flash in his younger brother's eyes, but it disappeared before he could take a closer look, as if it was just an illusion.

Although it was a good thing that her son could go to school, Concubine Rong still felt distressed when she thought about him having to get up so early and come back so late every day.

After all this trouble, Ye Shuo had basically digested the meal he had for dinner. He couldn't help but reach out to grab two desserts. Then Ye Shuo suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, Mom, time is so tight, is there still time to find a study partner for me?" He was alone without a study partner and felt even more exhausted.

Speaking of this, Concubine Rong suddenly remembered it.

"Actually... when you were two years old, your mother had already arranged for you to be a study companion."

When he was two years old...Now he is seven years old, which means that the official’s family has been waiting for this event for five full years.

If the other person was a few years older than him, given the ancient people's habit of early marriage and early pregnancy, that person might already be pregnant.

Ye Shuo couldn't help but almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

"--mother!!!"