Oh my god, is this person really my cheap dad? Is this something my cheap dad would say?
Could it have been switched by someone?
As if he saw the undisguised shock in his son's eyes, Emperor Jingwen became angry and embarrassed.
Emperor Jingwen actually didn't want this to happen, but there was no other way. He had tried basically all the tricks, beating, scolding, and ignoring him, but none of them worked. He couldn't really say that his status as a prince was abolished because of this incident.
If he were to be beaten, his son wouldn't care at all. This kid has been tough since he was young, and those blows would have no effect at all on him.
As for whipping his sense of shame, forget it. If he had any sense of shame, he wouldn't be late and leave early every day. Haven't you seen what the concubines and ladies in the entire harem are talking about? They almost said it in front of the little bastard, but they just don't take it to heart. What can you do?
Emperor Jingwen thought that he had spoken so seriously. If it were any other prince or princess, they would have turned pale and trembled. But he looked like nothing had happened. Emperor Jingwen didn't know whether to say that he was too confident or too heartless.
The more he was ignored, the more lawless he became. Finally, he dared to go to the study room in the afternoon, where he was beaten and left.
All of the above made Emperor Jingwen realize that his son was totally different from ordinary children, and the methods used to deal with ordinary children were completely inapplicable to him.
Emperor Jingwen was completely at his wits' end.
For other people, it was the father who had the power of life and death over their children. Even when Emperor Jingwen was a prince, he was no exception. He was always careful, fearing that he would offend his father. But when it came to his son's turn, it was as if he owed him something in his previous life, and his status was suddenly reversed.
Emperor Jingwen had realized that he could not count on the imperial concubine to teach his son. The imperial concubine was not good enough as a mother, and Imperial Concubine Rong was useless. Emperor Jingwen must be angry, but there was nothing he could do. In the end, he, the father, had to take over.
What else? You can't just watch your child become useless, right?
No matter what, they are my own flesh and blood.
When it comes to giving up, an emperor like Emperor Jingwen who is used to being diligent will definitely not be able to beat Ye Shuo. He cannot allow his son to really degenerate. It's just like who does the housework between a couple, in the end the one with lower tolerance will definitely do more.
Emperor Jingwen lost because he had a strong bottom line and was too concerned about his reputation. He could not compare to someone as shameless as Ye Shuo.
Ye Shuo then understood that what his stepfather said was just words spoken in anger.
Suddenly I remembered that my father in my previous life also said things like "If you don't listen to me, I will let the company inherit to someone else, and donate all my property after I die, so you won't get a penny." He also often threatened him with having another child to force him to make progress.
I didn’t expect my cheap dad would know this trick.
The main reason was that his stepfather didn't seem like that kind of person on a normal day, so Ye Shuo really took his words seriously. He guessed that this must have been a very unpleasant feeling.
While Ye Shuo was in a daze, Emperor Jingwen gradually lost his patience and asked again: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Hurry up and answer me. What do I want you to be quiet and go to school obediently?"
This was the first time that Emperor Jingwen negotiated terms with his son. He felt something was weird, so his tone unconsciously became heavier and he adopted the same attitude he used to treat ministers during court sessions.
Xiaoluzi and Xing Yucheng who were nearby were awakened immediately.
The two of them didn't take it seriously at first. They were half-drowsy and were about to ask the Ninth Prince if it was time to go to school, but when they turned around, they saw Emperor Jingwen standing there with a sullen face.
A black robe, with a golden dragon embroidered with gold thread hovering faintly on the robe, with stern eyes, looking down from the shoulder, one, two, three, four, five... five claws in total. In the entire Zhou Dynasty, there is only one person who can wear this robe.
His Majesty!
Xing Yucheng fell directly off the chaise longue, shaking like a chicken.
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over. My life is over after being caught sleeping in by His Majesty!
I guess I won’t be able to see the rising sun.
Xing Yucheng, who was only twelve years old, had a blank mind and began to beg for mercy desperately along with Xiaoluzi who was standing beside him.
"Shut up." Emperor Jingwen glanced over, and Xing Yucheng and Xiao Luzi suddenly felt as if their necks were strangled. Their kowtow movements froze, and they dared not move at all.
Ye Shuo, who was standing by, didn't think for long and quickly gave an answer: "When you go to the study room to change the rules, I will behave myself."
hiss.
Wang Ziquan on the side couldn't help but take a breath. After all, he had never seen someone who wanted to change the rules of the study room as soon as he opened his mouth in his life.
Emperor Jingwen also took a long time to suppress his anger: "...How do you want to change it?"
As if he didn't notice that his cheap father was on the verge of exploding, Ye Shuo counted on his fingers: "Starting from Chenshi, classes start at Sishi, with a break for tea every three quarters of an hour, and school ends on time at noon. Afternoon classes start at two quarters of an hour, and school ends on time at Shenshi." In other words, he had the same schedule as the elementary school student in his previous life. Classes start at nine in the morning, each class is forty-five minutes, with a ten-minute break every forty-five minutes, and school ends at twelve noon. Classes start at one-thirty in the afternoon, and school ends at four o'clock.
The daily routine of an elementary school student is already Ye Shuo’s bottom line.
Before he could finish his words, Emperor Jingwen rejected them without a second thought: "It's impossible. There has never been such a precedent since the Zhou Dynasty." If it was changed so easily, wouldn't it be absurd?
Also, classes start at 9:00 p.m., and we have to take a break to drink a cup of tea every 3:50 p.m., so what can we really learn?
Emperor Jingwen's face began to turn dark again.
However, Ye Shuo hasn't even mentioned that we have to rest for two days every five days. There is also a two-month summer vacation and a one-month winter vacation. If he said this, wouldn't his cheap dad explode on the spot?
"Is it really impossible?" Ye Shuo did not give up and asked again. Xing Yucheng and Xiaoluzi next to him felt their hearts in their throats.
Emperor Jingwen flatly refused: "No!"
Ye Shuo's face was full of disappointment and he suddenly became uninterested. At the same time, he also knew that his stepfather's appearance here meant that he had no choice.
Although his stepfather cannot destroy him because of this, don't forget that he can always send guards to escort him to school every day.
The fact that his cheap father was willing to come and negotiate terms with him was already a gesture of courtesy before force, and was very respectful to him.
Ye Shuo decided to quit while he was ahead, so he waved his hand and said casually: "If it really doesn't work, then let's change it, just change it... just change it..."
After thinking for a moment, Ye Shuo suddenly remembered something and his eyes suddenly lit up: "It's your turn to carry me to school every day."
Since pain is inevitable, you can't suffer alone, you have to let your cheap father feel it too.
The moment he finished speaking, not to mention Xing Yucheng and Xiao Luzi, even Wang Ziquan almost knelt down in front of him.
My dear, please stop making trouble. How, how is this possible!
As expected, Emperor Jingwen was easily provoked to anger: "How outrageous!"
Please, Ninth Prince, please stop talking nonsense. Xing Yucheng was about to cry.
But after finally coming this time, Emperor Jingwen finally managed to suppress his anger. He gritted his teeth, stiffened his face, and said, "I can send guards or eunuchs to carry you." Sending people was already the limit of Emperor Jingwen.
The three people on the side were shocked by the emperor's concession, but Ye Shuo was very dissatisfied. In his previous life, when he was a child, he rode on his father's neck every day. Although his father had been greatly discounted in this life, it was not impossible for him to carry him on his back, right?
"What's the point of sending people here? You are my father, not them. I am your son, not theirs."
"Dad, how about we make a pact?"
"If you carry me to school, I will behave myself for the whole day. How about that?"
On the other hand, if my cheap dad loses patience and gives up after two days, I also have a reason to run away. Who told him to break the promise first?
If my stepfather persists, then I won't lose out. Being carried to school by the emperor himself, even if it is still painful, at least I will feel a little comforted.
Ye Shuo's mind was clattering with calculations, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good idea.
Emperor Jingwen: “…”
Emperor Jingwen was completely confused by the series of "Dad"s from his superiors.
Seeing this, Ye Shuo said quickly: "Since you are silent, I will take it as your consent. Xiao Luzi, come on, help me change my clothes!"
Xing Yucheng couldn't control the expression on his face anymore and it all collapsed.
Without giving his cheap father any chance to regret, Ye Shuo changed his clothes at the fastest speed in his life, without even having time to button his clothes. Seeing that his cheap father seemed to want to say something, he quickly jumped onto his cheap father's back.
Emperor Jingwen instinctively reached out to support it, and then... nothing happened.
By the time he reacted, the group was already in the corridor in front of Qiuwu Palace.
Wang Ziquan looked dazed, and finally lost the usual calmness of the chief steward.
Not to mention Jingwen, who felt the weight behind him and wanted to throw the little bastard down countless times.
Seeing that he looked unhappy, Ye Shuo hurriedly said: "Oh, Dad, be happy, it's not like you haven't carried it before." There is still a long time to live in the future, how can he be so repulsive?
"Besides, isn't it natural for a father to carry his son on his back? After all, you are my father."
“…Shut up!” Which father carries his son to school every day?
This isn't giving birth to a son, this is giving birth to a father, right?
as well as……
Emperor Jingwen closed his eyes and said, "When was the last time I carried you on my back? When will I carry you on my back this time?"
Ye Shuo recalled and said in surprise: "But I don't think there is much difference." His cheap father has taken good care of himself, and it seems that there is no change from five years ago.
Although my cheap dad was full of complaints, his steps were extremely steady, as if he had practiced hard.
Although Emperor Jingwen was somewhat happy that his son praised him for his youth, he was afraid that he would go too far, so he turned his head and glared at him.
Along the way, this scene stunned countless palace maids, and caused many of them to drop the buckets and basins they were holding.
Emperor Jingwen didn't even look at them, thinking that since things had already come to this, he might as well try to persuade his son more.
Emperor Jingwen was rarely sincere in his words: "Shuo'er, you must study hard in the upper study room. You are not allowed to play around like before. If you don't study, how can you compare with others?"
"Ministers, people, as a prince, everyone in the world is watching you."
Ye Shuo: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, my father is stronger than all their fathers combined. Just based on this point, they can't say anything."
This was the first time that Emperor Jingwen heard Bi Di Bi speak so confidently, but for some reason, he felt inexplicably happy in his heart.
But it was only for a moment, and then Emperor Jingwen's face tightened again: "What about father, don't you want to surpass father?"
No matter what the future holds, at least now Emperor Jingwen hopes that his children will be more successful than himself, generation after generation, so that the Great Zhou can prosper forever.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ziquan, who was standing next to him, felt his heart skip a beat and he couldn't help but secretly glance at the emperor's expression.
Seeing that the emperor was just asking ordinary questions between father and son and had no other intentions, Wang Ziquan gradually relaxed.
“But I’ve surpassed it.”
As if he was unaware of the sensitive topic, he noticed Emperor Jingwen's furrowed brows and puzzled and suspicious look, as if saying "How dare you say you are better than me", "In what ways are you better than me", and "This kid is talking nonsense again".
Ye Shuo raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "My father is better than your father."
With a "whoosh", it was a critical hit.
Emperor Jingwen: “…………”
“…You bastard, stop talking nonsense!”
At the same time, the morning court was approaching, and the prince was walking towards this side from another direction.
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