Reborn to be replaced? Remarried to the royal palace, raising children and training husband

Even Xinyi Shewu sat in the corner, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible, for fear of being implicated.

Jiang Boyi anxiously grabbed his hair and roared at the sky:

"When did I say I wanted to take in disciples? I've already taken in four or five disciples! Isn't that righteous enough? You want more? Do you really think this is a charity?"

After an impassioned denunciation, Jiang Boyi took a deep breath of cold air, then turned his gaze back to the figure standing in the middle of the school, and said in a cold tone:

"Your Highness, the Twelfth Prince, I have no special talents. If you follow me to learn, I'm afraid it will only be a waste of your talent! In my opinion, you should return to your original place and find another better job!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes were focused on the twelfth prince, who was about eight years old, in front of Jiang Boyi.

He was wearing a bright yellow robe with a four-clawed golden dragon carefully embroidered on the hem, symbolizing his noble status. He looked white and plump, with a naive look.

After listening to Jiang Boyi's sharp words, the twelfth prince Wen Rugu showed a trace of innocence in his eyes. He bowed deeply to Jiang Boyi solemnly and said sincerely:

"I'm sorry, dear sir, I'm deeply sorry for disturbing your peace with my arrival. However, I can't obey your order and return, because I have promised my mother to stay and listen to the lecture."

"Why can't you go back?"

"My mother told me to listen to the lecture no matter what. Since I promised, I can't break my promise, otherwise my mother will be sad."

Wen Rugu explained very seriously, fearing that he might anger Jiang Boyi. He took out a thick stack of banknotes from his waist, handed it to Jiang Boyi solemnly, and added:

"I almost forgot. This is the gift that my mother specially prepared. Please accept it."

Jiang Boyi looked at the chubby boy in front of him and couldn't help laughing. He pointed at Wen Rugu who looked simple and honest and asked:

"Do you listen to everything your mother says?"

Wen Rugu widened his eyes upon hearing this, and seemed somewhat surprised by Jiang Boyi's question. He answered seriously:

"Parents' orders cannot be disobeyed. I must obey them. Otherwise, it would be unfilial. Sir, did Ru Gu do anything wrong?"

Jiang Boyi was speechless for a moment.

If you were to say that he did anything wrong, it was obviously not the case, but Jiang Boyi did not want to hear such an answer. He just felt that Wen Rugu was so stubborn that it was a bit of a headache. His straightforward thinking was like an uncarved bamboo joint, without any twists and turns!

Jiang Boyi took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"Yes, of course you are right. But, did your mother tell you that you should not force others?"

Wen Rugu tilted his head and thought for a moment, his face full of seriousness, and he slowly replied:

"Mother said that all land in the world belongs to the king, and all people in the world are the king's subjects. Since you are a citizen of our country, you should obey the will of the emperor. The emperor's summons to you is naturally not forced."

After a short pause, Wen Rugu looked at Jiang Boyi with concern and admonished:

"Disobeying the imperial decree is a serious crime, sir, you'd better think twice before you act."

If the person in front of him didn't seem a little clumsy, Jiang Boyi would even suspect that he was making a threat.

Even so, Jiang Boyi still felt a headache.

Zheng Huiyi and others beside him couldn't help but whisper:

"This prince looks a little silly, but also seems to be a little smart. Big brother, second brother, tell me, is he smart or silly, or is he just pretending to be silly?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Fengyun cast a look of admiration at Wen Rugu and responded in a low voice:

"Who knows? However, I am the first one to make Mr. Jiang so angry, and he can be considered second. He is really capable. I admire him for being a real man."

After hearing this, Dou Qianqian couldn't help but roll her eyes and grumbled in a low voice: "Can't you find a good role model to compare with?"

"What better role model can I compare myself to? I know myself very well and I know myself well. That should be enough." Zheng Fengyun raised his head proudly and said confidently.

Zheng Huiyi and Dou Qianqian twitched their lips slightly when they heard the voice, and thought: Sometimes, this so-called self-awareness is too ironic.

Zheng Fenghui listened to Zheng Fengyun's words, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he glanced at Zheng Fengyun sideways, mockingly saying:

"No matter what the twelfth prince is like, your stupidity is obvious, Zheng Fengyun."

Zheng Fengyun immediately opened his eyes wide, full of dissatisfaction, glared at Zheng Fenghui, gritted his teeth, and said indignantly:

"Brother, you can speak if you want. Why do you have to speak ill of me?"

"It's just stating a fact, how can it be considered an attack?"

At this critical moment, a thunderous roar exploded above their heads:

"You are so idle! Do you still have the leisure to watch the battle here? Get out of here and do horse stance for an hour!"

Jiang Boyi was fuming at the moment, and he had to endure those ignorant teenagers whispering below. He was even more furious and pointed at everyone with a livid face.

"Yes, sir." Zheng Fenghui had no intention of arguing. He stood up and left. His movements were done in one go, as smooth as flowing clouds and water.

When the others saw this, how could they dare to say anything? They immediately followed Zheng Fenghui and rushed out, each of them breathing a sigh of relief.

Jiang Boyi's anger should be borne by Wen Rugu himself! How dare they bear it!

Jiang Boyi couldn't help but laugh when he saw the four teenagers hopping out of sight like rabbits.

The twelfth prince Wen Rugu witnessed this scene, thought for a moment, and then followed him out.

Seeing this, Jiang Boyi immediately stopped him:

"Where are you going?"

"Master ordered us to do horse stance."

"Did I call you?"

"The teacher said, you all should go. Since Ru Gu has become the teacher's disciple, he should obey the teacher's orders."

Obviously, Wen Rugu also included himself in the category of "you all go".

Jiang Boyi thought to himself that Wen Rugu did seem to have a simple mind!

I can't help wondering if the emperor had some ulterior motive in sending him here? Was it to torture him so that he would willingly serve as an official?

Jiang Boyi couldn't help but feel a little shaken at this moment.

Then, he rubbed his brows and waved his hand, saying, "Go! You too!"

When Zheng Huiyi and the others saw the twelfth prince come out, they stood beside them and began to do horse stance. They couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

"Brother Twelfth Prince, do you want to do horse stance as well?"

"Since we are from the same sect, you can call me Junior Brother Wen Rugu, or Junior Brother Wen."

The twelfth prince glanced at Zheng Huiyi and said seriously.

"Ah? But you are older than me!" Zheng Huiyi's eyes widened with a look of astonishment.

"A hero is not judged by his origin. Since I joined later than you, I am naturally your junior brother."

Wen Rugu said this, and then glanced at Zheng Fenghui and others beside him, nodded slightly and said:

"All the best, brothers."

Everyone's mouth twitched again, even Zheng Fenghui couldn't help but almost laughed out loud.

Wen Rugu is a prince. How many of them would dare to call him their brother?

When Gu Qinlan arrived, she saw five little heads squatting in a row in the yard.