Chapter 183 Containment

It is not easy for people to change their ways once they are used to seeing something.

I don’t know why this little guy has so many clever ideas in his little head.

Suddenly, Bei Jingchu's little head was touched tenderly.

Following Aye's gaze, her hair stood on end and she covered her head tightly.

【What kind of look is that? 】

She was scared.

[Help! Is there anyone who can save me? I feel like he wants to cut my head open! ]

[I always feel like he wants to dig my brain out to see what's inside.]

Bei Heng withdrew his hand awkwardly and coughed lightly.

Is it that obvious?

He was just thinking about it, after all, he was his own child.

Not really.

The meeting ended and everyone walked out of Yu's study.

Xu Lanqi inadvertently slowed down his pace, waiting for Yin Shizhong to come up.

"How do you feel today, Brother Yin?"

"What do you think?"

"I can see that you have never really liked His Majesty bringing the princess with him during the political discussion."

"But your Highness is very smart, as you have seen today."

"So your Majesty must have a reason for doing this."

Minister Yin thought about what had just happened and had to admit, "Your Highness is indeed extremely intelligent."

But he still thought it was absurd: "Today, your Highness's idea of ​​resolving the canal transportation issue is innovative enough."

"But... it only happens once or twice. It doesn't mean it will last forever."

Can we really expect a child to solve national affairs?

Xu Lanqi turned the ring on his finger and said with a smile: "Although the child's knowledge and experience are not as good as you and me, he has advantages that you and I don't have."

Seeing that Yin Shizhong was confused, Xu Lanqi said, "How come being inexperienced and not following the old rules is not an advantage that we don't have?"

"You are showing too much dissatisfaction."

"It's okay if I notice it, but don't let His Majesty notice it."

He tapped the tablet in Yin Shizhong's hand with his slender index finger and said, "There are many people who are eyeing you, the minister under your command."

"No matter how unhappy you are, you have to hold it in."

Minister Yin knew that Xu Lanqi came to persuade him for his own good.

He expressed his gratitude.

In fact, he knew these principles very well.

So I felt unhappy, but I endured it and didn't say it out loud.

But sometimes, when I see an important meeting taking place with a child nearby, I can't help but lose control of my emotions.

They insist on flying.

Until today...he is really convinced.

"You're right. Not following the rules is a strength we don't have."

"Children have wild ideas and can sometimes have different perspectives."

"I am biased."

"Not to mention, your Highness is smart and clever. I was biased before for some reason."

Seeing that he had figured it out, Xu Lanqi began to really chat.

"I heard from my boy that Brother Yin's eldest son doesn't seem to get along well with the young princess from the Queen Mother's family."

"Really? I don't know. Go back and ask him."

Minister Yin returned home in a very good mood, ready to visit his son.

Before entering the yard, I heard noisy noises inside.

"Go! Go!"

"Hurry up, you are my ever-victorious general, you can't lose."

The attendants around Yin Shizhong looked at the expression on their master's face and mourned silently for him.

The attendant pushed open the door and Minister Yin stepped in.

Inside, Yin Chu was having a great time fighting crickets.

A hand patted his shoulder.

He was annoyed and threw it away.

"Get out of the way. Can't you see I'm busy?"

The annoying hand clapped again.

Yin Chu turned back angrily, "Who is so bold as to disturb the young master? Do you believe me... Aye?"

Yin Chu's frightened face.

Yin Shizhong gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want?"

Yin Chu slid to his knees.

Minister Yin finally understood where his prejudice against children came from.

It's all this kid's fault.

He has many students all over the world, but he never expected that he would have bitter gourds at home.

Look at Princess Tianzhen, she is half his age!

Why doesn't he have the same good fortune as Your Majesty to have a smart and clever child?

Others are only five years old and can contribute to the country, but this guy is ten years old and can only fight crickets.

In the past, Minister Yin thought his son was pretty good.

Now that there is contrast, there is harm.

So the next day, Yin Chu spent the whole day in Hongwenguan like a walking corpse.

Bei Jingchu, who was passing by, heard him complain to his classmates: "My father suddenly went crazy yesterday and started giving me homework that is beyond the scope of ordinary people."

This made Bei Jingchu smile for no apparent reason.

Even though I don't benefit from it, I feel happy when I see others suffering.

Yin Chu recalled what happened last night. Thinking that he would have to face the same thing again when he returned home today, he wanted to pretend to die on the spot.

Seeing the princess passing by him, he thought of something and summoned up the courage to call her, "Your Highness."

At present, she was the only princess in the hall, so Bei Jingchu stopped.

Yin Chu asked her, "Isn't Zhou Huanjiu really expelled?"

"Will she really come back in a year?"

"It's really strange. How can someone who is healthy suddenly stop coming to school and go out for a year to have fun?"

"Is she seriously ill or suffering from an incurable disease?"

"She likes you the most, Your Highness. Can you tell me the truth?"

Listening to the increasingly outrageous speculations, Bei Jingchu uttered a voice: "Ah?"

Do children nowadays have such rich imagination?

The rumors are getting more and more exaggerated.

This time, Bei Jingchu was too lazy to explain to him.

This kid is always like this. Even when the truth is right in front of him, he has to think about all sorts of things.

This was what happened the last time Jiujiu went into seclusion.

She said coldly: "Guess."

He walked away leisurely, leaving Yin Chu sitting alone in his seat, thinking of all kinds of terrible conspiracy theories.

One day a few months later.

When we returned home after school, it was not difficult to tell from the teacups and chairs removed by the palace servants that Aye had summoned his confidants to discuss government affairs, which had just dispersed.

After Bei Jingchu repeatedly proposed novel and feasible strategies for governing the country, no one objected to her often staying in Yu's study.

Without even realizing it, she had quietly integrated into the center of Vietnamese political power.

The little kid who was in Guo Chao's heart hadn't figured out what this meant yet.

I just worked hard to complete the homework assigned by the teacher.

The little child looked out of place yet stood in harmony, one step below the desk, writing rapidly.

The hand that wrote is almost gone.

"Don't write yet, Chu'er."

Aye stretched out his hand to her, and Bei Jingchu knew that he was going to test her again.

"Come on, there is one thing Aye wants to hear your thoughts on."

He said: "Yu Hun asked Dai Viet to take in Yu Hun refugees."

"What do you think we should do?"

Refugees...

Many images flashed through Bei Jingchu's mind in an instant, including those wartime and post-war tragedies.

Like a black and white photo, it flashed through my mind in a blur, like a kaleidoscope, the disaster that happened to those innocent people.

Finally, she shook her head slowly.

Because she had just heard the teacher talk about the Five Barbarians' Invasion of China.