"Himself."

…

The emperor finally got tired, put down his music and took a nap. When he woke up, he asked: "What is the prince doing?"

"His Royal Highness is talking to Zhong Sui in the East Palace."

"Yeah!" The emperor yawned, and Han Shitou brought a bowl of soup.

The emperor rinsed his mouth with the bowl of secret soup. After spitting it out, he burped and asked, "Where is King Jing?"

Han Shitou lowered his head and said, "Slave, go and invite me."

"Um!"

Han Shitou went all the way to Concubine Ming.

When Concubine Ming saw him coming, she quickly stood up and saluted, "I've met Young Inspector Han."

Han Shitou nodded, "Where is the king?"

There was a touch of joy on Concubine Ming's delicate face, and she shouted: "Liu Lang! Liu Lang!"

"Aniang!"

Six-year-old King Jing Li Bo came out from behind, with some dust on his face.

"Look, I don't know where it went. Someone, please clean it up quickly."

King Jing said with a smile: "Mom, there is a mouse hole there, I want to get in and have a look."

"Nonsense!" Concubine Ming said, "Hurry up and salute Young Inspector Han."

King Jing looked at Han Shitou and cupped his hands, "Hello, Young Inspector Han."

The child looked very cute, but Han Shitou said calmly: "I don't dare. Your Majesty, please follow me."

Concubine Ming sent Han Shitou and King Jing out all the way, looked at their backs, and said faintly: "The emperor's thoughts are unpredictable. I hope Liulang is safe."

When he arrived at the pear garden, the emperor was eating fruit.

"Aye!" King Jing ran in happily without saluting, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I want to eat too!"

"Do you like Liulang too?" The emperor's eyes showed a touch of kindness and he handed the half-eaten fruit to King Jing.

King Jing took it and took a bite, "It's delicious, Aye, is there any more?"

The emperor smiled and said: "You are greedy."

King Jing shook his head, "I'll give it to my mother-in-law."

"Where's the fruit from the prince?" The emperor stretched out his hand, and Han Shitou handed over a fruit. The emperor let go of his hand, and the fruit fell and was stepped on by Han Shitou.

"Come and get it."

King Jing knelt down and grabbed it with both hands. The emperor's feet moved back and forth, trampling the fruit everywhere, making King Jing sweat profusely and unable to catch it.

Two chamberlains outside the door were talking in low voices.

"It's fun to honor the king."

"It's fun."

"What did you think of?"

“Walk the dog!”

After a long time, the emperor let go of his foot, and King Jing grabbed the already tattered fruit and said happily: "I will go back and give it to my mother-in-law."

The emperor smiled and said: "Go, go."

King Jing ran away happily, and Han Shitou whispered: "Concubine Ming is teaching King Jing how to read and write, but King Jing is stubborn and can't sit still."

"It's just as interesting as I used to be." The emperor said kindly, "I would like to thank you for the ten volumes of books I just ordered you to compile."

King Jing ran all the way back and said, "Mom, I'll give you some fruit."

Concubine Ming took the fruit and cursed: "Look at you, you are dirty again!"

King Jing made a face and was taken to bathe.

"You all get out."

King Jing soaked in the barrel and drove away the maids.

He slowly leaned against the edge of the barrel, took a mouthful of water and rinsed his mouth vigorously, then spit it out and cursed in a low voice: "What rotten fruit do you want me to eat? Bah!"

…

In the Imperial College, Zhou Ning is still a sight to behold.

When he arrived outside the check-in room, listening to the melodious sound of the piano inside, Zhou Ning paused for a moment and tapped his foot lightly.

The sound of the piano stopped, and Ning Yayun's voice floated out, "Come in."

Zhou Ning opened the door, went in and saluted, "Sacrifice wine."

Ning Yayun raised her eyes and smiled: "I'm looking for you because I want to ask if there are any letters from Yang Xuan recently?"

Yes, there are. Most of them are words of love that are credible. How can I put it... Zhou Ning was startled, "But not recently."

Ning Yayun felt a little regretful, "Recently, our students have been assigned to quite remote areas, and those who are currently studying are quite depressed. If Yang Xuan makes new achievements, he can teach them and encourage them. If not, forget it."

So that’s it!

Wouldn't it be better if Zitai's deeds could be turned into a textbook for the Imperial College? But I said no just now, so how can I retort now?

Zhou Ning had a rare hesitation.

Ning Yayun couldn't help laughing when she saw this, "I can't help but reminisce about the past when I see the children's behavior. If you have any questions, can I still laugh at you?"

Zhou Ning remained calm, "I forgot about it before."

"I also often forget things."

The wine sacrifice was obviously a joke... Zhou Ning frowned slightly, "Zitai's letter mentioned that the general will lead his army to attack the grassland. He is quite promising about this battle."

Of course, we cannot reveal the detailed military intelligence plan, but we can reveal the general direction.

Ning Yayun was delighted, "Can you tell me where to attack?"

The letter said it was one of the three major departments, but if one of them cannot be destroyed and the Imperial Academy publicizes it first, Zitai's face will be lost... Zhou Ning shook his head, "Zitai didn't say anything."

"Forget it, this is a military aircraft, so it's hard to ask."

At this time An Ziyu came in with a happy face.

"Is it a happy event?" Ning Yayun asked.

"Great joy!" An Ziyu looked at Zhou Ning, "A Ning."

"Ah!" Zhou Ning wondered why An Siye smiled so strangely.

"Just now someone got the news from the court. Yang Xuan led the army to attack and wiped out a tribe called Waxie. It was a great victory!"

Did Zitai really destroy one?

Ning Yayun covered her forehead, "Waxie...how could I remember? I forgot again."

He looked around for the map.

But Zhou Ning was happy in her heart, and there was a little blush on her jade-like cheeks.

Aye always says that all young talents belong to the four surnames of the same family. Who of those so-called young talents can match Zitai's achievements?

Later, Aye will be verbose again, and directly use Zitai's achievements to silence him.

An Ziyu was also quite happy, holding Zhou Ning's hand, "An Ning, maybe you will be my wife when you get married."

I don’t want any wife, I just want to be with him... Zhou Ning’s eyes are full of longing.

Ning Yayun turned over the map, but couldn't find the Waxie tribe. "Where is the Waxie tribe?"

Zhou Ning said casually: "Just opposite Taiping County, Chenzhou, Northern Xinjiang, it is one of the three major departments."

She was stunned as soon as the words came out of her mouth.

Later, when Zhou Ning left, Ning Yayun sighed: "Woman!"

"What's wrong with the woman!" An Siye said dissatisfied.

"Women are born to lie!"

"Sacrifice wine, you don't understand."

"Why don't I understand?"

"Women only lie to two kinds of people."

"Which two? Tell me."

"The people she cares about, and the people she doesn't care about."

"You seem to be talking nonsense."
Chapter completed!