Thinking of the little iceberg smashed by his own house, Han Jing was so innocent.

Fortunately, the kid is the eldest son and now he is the prince, so it’s better to be colder.

"I have been thinking about it these days, and I am going to invite the retired Wenbuzhi great scholar to be the tutor to teach the prince's knowledge. That gentleman is a contemporary great scholar, with a broad mind, and is not rigid in his actions. It is most appropriate for him to teach the prince."

The two have different tempers and should be very happy to get along with each other.

"I don't know? He is so strange. He may not give the royal face."

"People with ability have tempers. If you want to learn something, you have to put down your value and invite sincerely."

"It's not something that can be solved with sincerity when dealing with that old man. I'm not optimistic about it."

Han Jue looked at the emperor and said that he was not pouring cold water on him, but that he had a bad relationship with the old man, and was scolded by him.

Although he had a bad temper and was a little dandy back then, not beating the elderly and children was his bottom line.

Of course, I can't bother with an old man, but I really don't have any good feelings for the old man.

What kind of great scholars and erudition are not the only ones who have a broad mind, they are simply bragging about outsiders.

He is obviously a little-minded like an embroidery needle.

Looking around the world, which scholar of the great scholar is not elegant and elegant.

Unlike him, he is in a bad mood, doesn't like him, scolds him when he opens his mouth, and makes a fuss, and he is simply disgusted.

What is the scene when the little iceberg encounters the weird old man?

Just thinking about it, Han Jue couldn't help but observe a moment of silence for his nephew. He was angry at a young age and accidentally got to be no more than ten years old, but he was very regretful.

"What's your expression?"

Han Jing looked at Xiaoqi's shaking face and shook his head. After all, he was a great scholar. How difficult could it be?

"The prince is too young after all, so I will leave it to you if I don't know what I invite. After dinner, you will take the prince back to your palace. When will you invite someone and send the prince back?"

Han Jue: "..."

What, leave it to him?

"Your Majesty, I am not good at this kind of thing. You give it to Mr. Mu. Oh no, it should be Censor Mu. That person is good at speaking and can also deduce the art. He must know when to visit him on a good day, and it is not suitable for me."

Listening to the emperor's arrangement, Han Jue was so scared that he almost jumped up.

"Minister Mu has a lot of things, I'm afraid he can't get out of it. I'll be relieved to leave the prince to you, and there is no time limit. What are you afraid of? Just rub it slowly."

Han Jing couldn't help but be curious when he looked at his anxious expression.

"What's wrong with you? You are so afraid of smelling it. Are you two having a holiday?"

"I didn't celebrate the holiday with that old man. I was so weird that I was like a stinky stone in the cesspool. I didn't want to know him."

When he mentioned Wen Buzhi, Xiaoqi refused without thinking. Seeing that he was anxious to put aside his relationship, he would say that the two of them didn't know each other, and he would not believe it.

"Since that's the case, what are you afraid of? Just take the prince over and those who have ambition will succeed. As long as you are sincere, you will only make fun of the great scholars and will not make things difficult for you."

Han Jing coughed lightly, pressed down the curve of the corner of his mouth, looked at Xiao Qi's entangled expression, and got up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go, let's have two drinks today."

When Bai Ningxiang saw Xiaoqi coming, she immediately ordered Yun Ni to ask the chef to make some food that Xiaoqi likes.

"I was thinking of someone looking for you?"

"The emperor's sister-in-law has given her instructions, just say it."

After marching and fighting, Han Jue now admires Bai Ningxiang very much. He never knew that a woman had prepared so much food and supplies for hundreds of thousands of troops.

In order to allow soldiers to have food to eat, even the winery was suspended.

"It's all a family, and I can't tell you. It's not your little nephew. I've been talking about you these days, saying that the palace is boring and I want to live with the emperor, and that I want to go to the school to practice martial arts with you."

Han Jue: "..."

He suspected that the couple had agreed and deliberately dug a hole for him.

Han Jing looked at the queen unexpectedly, then looked at Xiao Qi's surprised look, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Sure enough, the couple had a close relationship.

"What's wrong with Xiaoqi? Are you unhappy or not, you still won't take care of your children?" Bai Ningxiang looked at the two brothers, thought about her words, but she didn't think something was wrong.

"Haha... I also think the prince is too idle. I just told Xiaoqi that he would take Mo'er to come back to find a teacher. The great scholars of the contemporary world don't know, so the queen knows it too. Let Xiaoqi take Mo'er to find him and then invite him back to be the Grand Tutor."

Before Han Jue could speak, Han Jing told the story of Chengde Palace, and then couldn't help but pat Xiaoqi on the shoulder.

"I coincide with your princess, you must not refuse."

Han Jue looked at his two pairs of expectant eyes, and finally gave up and sat on the chair.

"Emperor brother, sister-in-law, if I asked me to take Mo'er to practice martial arts, I would have nothing to say, but if I asked me to take him to invite Wen Wen, I don't know. I think it's better for you to change someone."

Speaking of this, Han Jue's face turned a little red.

In the past, he was ignorant and looked down on the great scholars of the contemporary times. In his eyes, those people were just sour students.

Seeing that they were so arrogant that they were 20,000 or 50,000,000, I felt unhappy and could only memorize a few articles. What's the point of being stinky?

Especially the smelly old man who didn't know was always squinting, as if he looked at him without dust, and he was annoyed, so he had a sudden inspiration and found a few bad friends to tease him.

A few dead mice were thrown away in the bamboo house where he lived. Seeing that he was buried calmly, he caught a few more snakes and put them in his bed, and he carried them to bake them again.

Seeing the old man flip the snake segments on the tiles and sprinkle some salt from time to time, his eyes turned red with anger.

Just as he racked his brains to think of other ways, those bad friends actually slaughtered the old man's dog and stewed a pot of meat.

The old man came to him as he smelled the smell, and a few guys threw the blame on him and ran away.

At that time, he didn't know that the old man's watchdog Ah Hua was stewed in the pot, and he greeted him with a smile and asked him to taste it.

The old man looked at the meat in the pot, then looked at him, holding the broom in his hand and asked him if it smells good.

Although I didn't eat it myself, the fragrance in the pot had already floated out, so I nodded without thinking about it.

"It's fragrant but not tiring, fat but not greasy, old man, you will know it if you taste it."

"...It's really a rotten wood that cannot be carved. I thought you were just naughty, but I didn't expect you to be a bad person." After saying this, he rushed over with a broom.

The old man was old and naturally couldn't hit him, but he found it interesting to see the old man's angry beard.

He just hid and laughed, deliberately slowing down so that he could see but couldn't catch up.

In this way, they spent three streets and the old man was dizzy.
Chapter completed!