Chapter 28 Chapter 28 Unruly.
Wen Xing glanced at the test paper Wang Jiang submitted and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, just a little less difficult."
As he spoke, his eyes swept across another corner of the hall—
Ning Wujie was writing furiously at his desk, his hair hanging down from his forehead, and he exuded an aura that kept strangers away.
This stubborn guy started avoiding him again.
Wen Xing's lips curled up in a playful arc.
Maybe it was because he teased the other person too badly last time, which led to the other person not wanting to get close to him recently, avoiding him as if he were a jackal or a tiger.
Even official business was moved back to the imperial study, under the pretext of making it easier to discuss with the Grand Tutor.
However, Wen Xing thought back on his own behavior and felt that it was indeed too stimulating for a child like Ning Wujie who had been brought up with strict ethics and had a good family background.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is shameless and obscene.
But he dared to do it again next time.
He felt that there was probably an evil villain living in his heart, and he liked to see such people with extremely high bottom lines being led into the ditch step by step by him.
It's fun just to think about it.
So Wen Xing came to the imperial study for the first time.
Strangely enough, ever since he got used to Ning Wujie reading memorials to him to hypnotize him, he would no longer suffer from angina pectoris just by seeing a few memorials.
Maybe I've gotten used to it subconsciously?
Wang Jiang nodded and said, "Your Majesty is extremely talented. These questions are indeed too simple for Your Majesty."
"The subject of mathematics was once so glorious in previous dynasties that it was said that 'mathematics and physics are the foundation of worldly affairs.' However, by the time of our dynasty, mathematics had been abolished for over three hundred years. Today, students only study policy essays for the imperial examinations, and almost no one studies mathematics."
"I think that since this is the first time that our dynasty has added mathematics to the imperial examination, the first year's questions should not be too difficult, otherwise it will stump the students and be detrimental to the long-term development of this subject."
Wen Xing nodded appreciatively upon hearing this, "You're right."
He was talking to Wang Jiang, but his eyes were on the shoulder line of another person.
Ning Wujie, who was buried in his desk, heard the harmonious conversation between the emperor and his ministers. He gritted his teeth, which were about to ache, and wrote furiously without stopping.
Wen Xing saw that he didn't even raise his head, and didn't even dare to look at himself, and he couldn't help laughing in his heart.
Are you so thin-skinned?
He deliberately handed Wang Jiang's booklet to Ning Wujie: "What do you think, Ning Qing?"
Ning Wujie paused with his pen, hesitated for a moment, then stood up and took the booklet. After scanning it at a glance, he lifted his eyelids to glance at Wang Jiang and said coldly, "Although our dynasty's students only study the classics and strategies, are there no talented people among the people? Since we are selecting talents, we should not stick to one pattern. Why confine ourselves to a cage?"
"Besides," Ning Wujie pointed at one of the questions and sneered, "A circle is three feet and seven feet long. What's its diameter?"
"Such a simple question, even a scholar who only passed the Tongshi exam can probably answer it easily. When you say you're selecting talents, are you selecting pillars of the country or good-for-nothings?"
After being criticized like this, Wang Jiang was stunned and couldn't respond for a while.
Fang Bingyuan agreed, saying, "Those proficient in mathematics are not only among the common people, but also among many officials in various government offices. They need this path to ascend to the highest level."
Ning Wujie looked at the speechless Wang Jiang coldly, not understanding what the tyrant emperor liked about this good-for-nothing?
Just skin?
But even his appearance is not as good as his.
It seems that the only surname he has is "Wang".
Wen Xing smiled and turned to Wang Jiang, saying in a friendly tone, "Change it again?"
Wang Jiang came back to his senses and nodded repeatedly: "Master Ning's criticism is very correct. It is me who is narrow-minded."
He is indeed someone that His Majesty values, Wang Jiang thought. Is it because he can see things clearly that he is favored by His Majesty?
It turns out that Your Majesty likes people who are good-looking and smart.
In fact, before coming here, the Queen Mother had deliberately looked for him, and reminded him openly and secretly that it was rare for him to catch the eye of the Emperor, and he should seize the opportunity to share Ning Wujie's favor.
But......
Not to mention that he has no intention of sharing the favor, but look at this Lord Ning.
In terms of appearance and intelligence, I can't compare to him at all.
Wang Jiang sighed inwardly, then bowed respectfully to Ning Wujie and said, "Lord Ning is knowledgeable and talented. I hope you will give me guidance in the future."
Ning Wujie frowned.
It was hard to tell whether this person was truly honest or just pretending in front of the tyrant.
He turned his head to look at Wen Xing again, and saw that the foolish emperor was leaning on his chair in a disheveled manner, looking at Wang Jiang with a raised eyebrow. It was hard to tell whether the look was of scrutiny or admiration.
It’s appreciation.
After all, which person in a higher position doesn’t like people who are pretentious and good at talking?
His brows couldn't help but frown even tighter.
But he said coldly: "I don't deserve your advice."
Wang Jiang, who was chilled again, said: ...
At this moment, a voice came from a distance: "Military intelligence urgent report."
Everyone's eyes fell on the secret box with the Ningyuan Army wax seal in the messenger's hand.
Wen Xing glanced at Ning Wujie and saw that he was staring at the box. He said with a rare sense of conscience, "Ning Qing, come and open it."
Ning Wujie rushed forward and opened the secret box——
"From June 17th to September 22nd, Asutai, the chieftain of Shuofeng, personally led 120,000 cavalrymen to attack Hantie Pass seven times. The Ningyuan army dispersed to the important border towns in the northwest to prevent surprise attacks, leaving only 70,000 soldiers defending Hantie Pass."
"On the day when the arrows at the pass were exhausted, we were fortunate to receive military supplies from the capital, allowing us to defend Hantie Pass. However, Asutai divided his forces to plunder the surrounding border towns, burning, killing, and looting to support the logistics. I request that the Jizhen and Xuanfu camps be quickly dispatched to assist in the defense."
Ning Wujie closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the military supplies arrived and my father and brothers held on!
Reassured, he put the memorial down, took the memorial book and wrote the military order to mobilize troops to assist in defense. Then, under Wang Jiang's shocked gaze, he took the seal from the table in front of the emperor and stamped it.
Wang Jiang:!
Use the seal in front of the emperor!
Wang Jiang glanced at the calm Wen Xing, then at Fang Bingyuan, who was not surprised by anything, and could not help but hold his forehead, thinking to himself, how could he share such favor? The Queen Mother was really good at making things difficult for people!
Ning Wujie asked symbolically, "Your Majesty, would you like to see the transfer order?"
Wen Xing waved his hand: "No need."
Wang Jiang: ...
Wang Jiang was numb.
Could Lord Ning just let him make his own decisions on military deployment orders? Without even a glance at them!
Ning Wujie handed the transfer order to Fang Bingyuan again, "Teacher, please take a look."
How could Fang Bingyuan not understand that Ning Wujie's meaning was very clear, that he had no intention of being autocratic.
As long as it involves major national affairs, Ning Wujie will discuss it with him.
This is also one of the reasons why he was willing to accept Ning Wujie's assistance in governing the country.
The two then began to discuss government affairs.
Wang Jiang was unable to get a word in for a moment, and seeing that the emperor, a great mathematician, was here, he thought this was a rare opportunity, so he prepared a few more questions to ask Wen Xing for advice.
Wen Xing originally didn't want to participate in the discussion about work, but since solving problems was a hobby, he was still willing to take a look.
So he took Wang Jiang's paper and started to look at it.
"There were seven hundred grain-carrying carts, each carrying twenty-five dan of rice. Ten of them broke down on the way. How much more should be added to each of the remaining carts to reach the original load?" Note 1
Wen Xing found it interesting: "This is a trap question."
Wang Jiang's eyes lit up, "Your Majesty is wise and saw it at a glance."
“Actually, there’s no need to increase the load…”
On the other side, Ning Wujie was discussing with Fang Bingyuan around the table with a pen in hand. When he heard the noise here, his ears twitched and his eyes passed over the old man to look at the two people in the Zhengyi Sect who were in an atmosphere of "harmony between the monarch and his subjects".
I have been working in the Imperial Study for so long, but I have never seen this tyrant set foot here, let alone discuss government affairs with him.
Now that Wang Jiang has appeared, this incompetent emperor is rushing to discuss the imperial examination? Isn't he afraid of getting heartbroken?
Oh.
Ning Wujie understood that whether this foolish monarch would be sick or not depended on the person he was discussing government affairs with.
If you are attracted to someone, you can tolerate doing it just to make her smile.
Just as he thought of this, he saw Wang Jiang talking about something with the tyrant emperor and bursting into laughter.
“Snap—”
The pen that Ning Wujie was holding was broken. Fang Bingyuan was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Ning Wujie, but met a pair of eyes that were cold to the bone.
That gaze was cold enough to freeze the entire imperial study into deep winter.
Fang Bingyuan shuddered.
What is going on?
The old man followed Ning Wujie's gaze and saw the emperor chatting and laughing with Wang Jiang.
The old man understood.
Lord Ning has encountered a strong enemy.
If Fang Bingyuan had been hesitant before about Your Majesty favoring Ning Wujie, now it seems that it would be better to ask Your Majesty to favor Ning Wujie than to ask the Wang family.
At least Ning Wujie was honest with him, but the Wang family might not be so honest.
The old man thought for a moment and tried to appease him: "Your Majesty is just looking for something new."
"In terms of appearance, although Wang Jiang is also extraordinary, he is still far inferior to Lord Ning."
These words did not have a soothing effect. Ning Wujie's fist, which was gripping the broken pen, showed its joints, and his expression became even gloomier.
That’s right, in the eyes of this tyrant, all he had left was his looks.
She didn't even have the qualifications to discuss state affairs with this tyrant emperor. He had to find a way to compile memorials into storybooks before she would listen to a few words, and she used them as a sleep aid.
But Wang Jiang didn't need to go through so much trouble. He could have a chat with the tyrant emperor the first day he came to the imperial study.
Oh.
Fang Bingyuan was shivering from the cold. He thought for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up. He turned to Wang Jiang and said, "Sir Wang, I still have some concerns about the process of the imperial examination. Shall we talk about it?"
Wang Jiang readily agreed, then said a few words to Wen Xing and walked up to Fang Bingyuan.
The old man grabbed Wang Jiang's wrist and said with a smile, "There are several records of the undergraduate examination process in the government office. Why don't you come with me to take a look there?"
Without waiting for Wang Jiang to answer, the old man bowed to the emperor and took his people away.
Wang Jiang also hurriedly took his leave, and as he left, he turned back and said, "I will draft a few more to present to Your Majesty another day."
Ning Wujie's forehead twitched.
Another day?
After the two men walked away, Wen Xing turned to look at Ning Wujie, and saw the young man staring at their backs with cold eyes for a while, then turned back to sit in front of the desk and began to work silently.
Wen Xing raised his eyebrows. Is she so unwilling to pay attention to him?
Ning Wujie was silent for a moment, then said coldly, "I don't have any math exam questions for your Majesty to entertain you. They're all just boring political affairs, too dull."
"Your Majesty, please return."
As he spoke, he looked up at Wen Xing and said quietly, "Perhaps we could go to the Grand Tutor's place and continue our conversation with Lord Wang."
Wen Xing smiled with his eyes curved, "Ning Qing, are you so anxious to get rid of me?"
Ning Wujie glanced at him, rubbed his itchy teeth, and continued writing.
"How dare I? I am simply overwhelmed and unable to chat with Your Majesty right now. I fear I would be neglecting your presence."
Wen Xing let out a long "hmm." "Really? I thought Ning Qing was eager for me to go back because she 'hated' me."
Ning Wujie's brows knitted together. How could this idiot remember his drunken words so clearly? He would bring them up from time to time to annoy him.
"It seems that I'm overthinking it." Wen Xing looked at Ning Wujie teasingly.
Ning Wujie closed his eyes.
Hate it? He really hated this tyrant with no moral principles.
It can even be said that in the ethics he accepted, such a tyrant who disregards the relationship between the ruler and his subjects, loses his mind due to lust, neglects state affairs, and is shameless and vulgar should be condemned and criticized by thousands of people.
A few days ago, I told him...
Thinking of this, he almost broke another pen.
But when he thought of the last time the tyrant emperor was seriously ill in bed, he could no longer hate him at all.
All that's left is heartache.
Not knowing how to face this tyrant, Ning Wujie simply ignored him.
Wen Xing was not annoyed.
Knowing that Ning Wujie was very busy with government affairs, especially after the court session, Wen Xing did not rush him and waited quietly.
He was bored, so he asked the eunuch to bring him some storybooks from his bedroom.
He leaned sideways on the chair, one hand holding his temples in a fist, the other holding the storybook, his two long legs restlessly crossed on the table.
This posture was so conspicuous that Ning Wujie couldn't help but glance at it from the side.
When Wen Xing raised his arm, the sleeves of his wide robe fell down, revealing a piece of his fair arm, so white that it was dazzling.
Ning Wujie shifted his gaze and it fell on Wen Xing's crossed feet.
The tyrant emperor had no shoes on, his bare feet resting on the table, his bony toes like jade carvings. Perhaps he was so engrossed in the storybook that even his feet were swaying.
Ning Wujie: ...
Ning Wujie forced himself to look away and focus on the test paper in front of him.
However, after a few breaths, he heard the tyrant let out a long "Oh~"
“It’s still possible!”
Ning Wujie gritted his teeth, wondering what kind of nonsense the foolish emperor was looking at.
He lowered his eyes, told himself to calm down, and forced himself to ignore the noise made by the tyrant and continued writing.
Not long after, the emperor heard a "Puff" sound again.
Ning Wujie closed his eyes deeply, and finally couldn't help but look up at Wen Xing, "Your Majesty, if you want to read the storybook, why don't you go back to the bedroom and read it?"
Wen Xing smiled with curved eyebrows, and no one knew what he saw. Ning Wujie always felt that there was a hint of evil in the eyes of this tyrant.
The tyrant emperor lifted his evil eyelids and beckoned him with his finger.
"Come here, I'll show you something fun."
Ning Wujie didn't want to look at it at first. His instinct told him that what the tyrant king saw was definitely not a good thing.
But he knew that if he didn't agree, the tyrant would definitely have a hundred ways waiting for him to force him to surrender.
So he finally took a deep breath and walked away helplessly.
Then the tyrant king unfolded the storybook and threw it directly onto the table in front of him.
On one side of the page is the story content, and on the other side is an illustration.
Two figures were overlapping in a strange posture. The environment was very similar to the throne of the Huangji Palace, but slightly different.
The person below was completely naked, with only a pair of socks hanging loosely on his raised ankles, while the other person's clothes were in disarray. It could be seen that he was wearing a royal robe, and the crown on his head was tilted to one side.
Ning Wujie reacted expressionlessly for several breaths.
Then, as if he finally understood what he had seen, his face suddenly darkened, and in the blink of an eye he snapped the book shut and closed his eyes deeply.
This tyrant!
He actually read such disgusting things in such a confidential place as the Imperial Study!
He was afraid of going blind if he looked any longer.
The emperor's unbridled laughter reached my ears.
Wen Xing seemed to have seen something particularly interesting and laughed uncontrollably with his head tilted back.
Ning Wujie's reaction told him that this kid had definitely never seen this before.
He smiled while observing Ning Wujie's expression, and as expected, he saw that the bright red had spread from the ears to the neck.
It's so fun.
This is much more interesting than the storybook.
Ning Wujie said calmly, "Who bought this for Your Majesty?"
"Galaxy?"
After hearing Ning Wujie's deep questioning, Wen Xing realized the seriousness of the matter, and his smile suddenly faded. He actually answered honestly, "I just asked him to help buy some new storybooks."
Ning Wujie couldn't believe it, "Your Majesty allowed a thirteen-year-old child to buy this kind of thing?"
Wen Xingxin said that he didn't specifically ask for books that are not suitable for children, but the child probably didn't read them, so he just picked up a few books at random.
The strange thing is that there was no censorship system in ancient underground bookstores, so the content of the vernacular books was really taboo-free.
In fact, the more eye-catching the products are, the better they sell, so it’s not surprising that Xinghe would buy this kind of products.
But he knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare laugh anymore. He said seriously and sincerely, "I won't let Xinghe go there anymore."
Fortunately, Xinghe doesn’t know many words and doesn’t like to read storybooks. Otherwise, if he accidentally opened one and read it, he would really be a bad influence on the child.
But then he thought again, the boy in front of him was only seventeen years old, only four years older than Xinghe.
Then why didn't he feel guilty about leading the child astray when he showed it to Ning Wujie?
The problem is that Ning Wujie is too mature. His intelligence and strategy are not inferior to those old loaches of the current dynasty. He does not have the naivety that a seventeen-year-old boy should have.
But he is as thin-skinned as a teenager in his sensitive period should be.
What a contradictory person.
Ning Wujie cast a suspicious glance at Wen Xing, who had honestly admitted his mistake, and added, "You are not allowed to let anyone else buy it. Your Majesty is not allowed to see it from now on."
Wen Xing was shocked.
What's with this strong daddy smell?
He was dissatisfied: "Ning Wujie, am I spoiling you too much?"
"You wouldn't let me leave the palace, saying it wasn't safe. Fine, I'll listen to you. Now you want to control what I see? Who gave you the guts?"
Ning Wujie had always been unable to understand one thing, that is, this tyrant emperor was clearly raised in the palace by the Grand Tutor since childhood. He was a member of a noble family, so how could he have so many unrestrained and frivolous behaviors?
Now he understood that it was all taught by the storybook.
He stared at Wen Xing, "How dare I discipline Your Majesty? But as the ruler of a country, shouldn't you restrain yourself? Your Majesty is so unruly. How do you expect the people of the world to view you?"
The other party was in a condescending posture. Wen Xing leaned back in the dragon throne and saw the disappointment hidden in the boy's deep eyes.
Not self-disciplined.
Wen Xing pondered the word and seemed to understand why this guy was always angry and avoiding him recently.
He thought that his obscene behavior last time was too exciting and made people embarrassed.
It turned out that it was because he was seen as "unrestrained" by the other party, and did not live up to the sacred status that the emperor should have in his mind.
I didn't expect that he is so old-fashioned at such a young age.
Wen Xing suspected that if he pried open Ning Wujie's head, he could dig out a chastity arch from it.
He touched his chin, his eyes full of cunning.
Haha, look how I destroy your reputation.
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The author has something to say: Stupid emperor (squinting): Don’t know how to behave yourself? Haha, wait, in the next chapter I’ll let you know what it means to be so shameless.
5j (alert): You...what do you want to do?
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Note 1: Ming Dynasty’s “Nine Chapters on Algorithmic Comparison”
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