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After the limited sale of stars, Luo Yao finally had some time to breathe.

His and A Shi’s strategy is to work three days’ work in one day and then take a day off!

Sunshine! Freedom! Long time no see!

Luo Yao lay under the locust tree and took a deep breath of fresh air. He was tired after the whole day yesterday, so he rested today and relaxed his body. Luo Yao soon fell asleep under the locust tree.

Ah Shi was putting away all the utensils that had been soiled and not yet cleaned yesterday. The young master said today was a day off, so he just had to clean up all the bottles and jars and then he could rest!

Before noon, Ah Shi finally put everything in order, collected and covered up all the debris from filtering, grinding, distilling, etc., and put the dried herbs and spices back into the utility room.

Everything was in order, and the West Courtyard finally looked somewhat tidy. Ah Shi brought a small stool and sat down next to Luo Xinchen.

Little Dumpling is doing his math problems. His brother is very busy and has finally taught him multiplication and division in bits and pieces, but he still can't quite get it right.

52÷8?

When Tuanzi saw these two numbers, he felt that they could not be divided exactly. He hated division the most!

Resist! Don't want to count! I'm so annoyed!

Luo Xinchen scratched his head and saw Brother A Shi sitting next to him. He was also A Shi’s addition and subtraction teacher!

You can’t not know it!

Tuanzi resigned himself to his fate and started calculating on a piece of scratch paper.

After finishing this last division problem, Luo Xinchen's struggling expression faded and a smile appeared on his face. He really hated division! Next was multiplication. Although multiplication was also quite difficult, as long as he was careful, he wouldn't make any mistakes.

After half an hour, Luo Xinchen had only solved five of the ten multiplication problems.

He really couldn't count anymore!

He is not very familiar with the multiplication table yet, and has to recite it from the beginning every time, which drives the little boy crazy.

My brother said that we need to memorize the multiplication table horizontally, vertically, and backwards! He can only memorize it vertically now because it is the easiest way!

Knowing his shortcomings, Luo Xinchen immediately decided that he had to memorize the multiplication table first!

Tuanzi, who had made up his mind, finally woke Luo Yao up.

"Five eights forty, six eights forty-eight, seven eights fifty-six..."

Ah Shi couldn't stand Luo Xinchen's chanting, so he moved his small stool to the cool breeze behind the house.

Seeing his brother sitting up, Luo Xinchen had no intention of stopping reciting the scriptures. He frowned and looked like he would not stop until he had finished reciting the multiplication table horizontally!

Being woken up! Luo Yao wanted to curse! But he was helpless, because he was the one who taught the multiplication table!

What can he do and what can’t he do? Luo Yao chose to join!

A big one and a small one were chanting sutras frantically in the front yard, and their voices could be heard from the corridor behind the house.

Luo Xinchen was always interrupted by his brother while carrying his child on his back, and he was so angry!

It’s great that you can recite it!

Luo Xinchen stared and decided to go to another place and not stay with his brother, so Luo Xinchen also went to the cool breeze behind the house.

"Seventy-nine equals sixty-three, eighty-nine equals seventy-two, ninety-nine equals eighty-one, one plus one equals one..."

Stop torturing me! A Shi covered his ears miserably.

In the end, the distressed Ah Shi couldn't help but join in.

Why did even Ah Shi interrupt him!

Luo Xinchen felt very aggrieved.

All of Wang Guangcheng's men who were hiding in various places outside the west courtyard were so scared by the noise!

"What on earth are the princess and the young master chanting? I can even say a few lines about two plus two equals four, three plus three equals six!"

"I don't know. I can do it too. You recited it wrong. Three times three equals nine..."

As the sun sets and the sky darkens, the chanting in the West Courtyard subsides. Luo Xinchen successfully unlocks the skill of reciting the multiplication table horizontally! He's rewarded with a little red flower!

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Ever since the breakthrough of gunpowder, many things needed to be redeployed because they involved royal military secrets. Bei Zhenting ran to the Dacheng Palace for several days in a row.

Late at night, just as Bei Zhenting was about to go to bed, someone came to the palace again.

Arriving at the palace and entering the Longxin Hall, Bei Zhenting was led by Zhu Shengyuan into the emperor's secret room with ease.

The young king was carefully studying a pinch of black powder on the table. When someone came in, Bei Zhenming didn't even turn around and asked directly, "What's going on?"

"Your Majesty, we have secretly dispatched an army to the Engineering Bureau, and the guards there have been gradually replaced with the royal secret guards. However, the number of replacement guards is too large, and I'm afraid..."

"It's okay." Bei Zhenming stood up and picked up a handful of black powder. "If you can't handle it well, then kill them all..."

The expression on the young king's face was dull.

Bei Zhenting paused, "Your Majesty, please rest assured. I will definitely handle it!"

After saying this, Bei Zhenting's right eyelid twitched wildly.

Sure enough, Bei Zhenming thought for a moment and said, "Your princess..."

"Luo Yao has been confined to my house. If he goes out, someone will follow and monitor him..."

"Out?" Bei Zhenming narrowed his eyes. "I heard that when he was out, he cheated you out of a huge sum of money..."

Bei Zhenting said nothing.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and no one spoke.

Seeing the two of them secretly competing with each other, Zhu Shengyuan walked up and whispered a few words in Bei Zhenming's ear.

Bei Zhenming hesitated for a moment, and seeing Bei Zhenting's stubborn look, he felt a little unhappy. "Don't you remember your deceased father, king, and mother?"

Bei Zhenting's face darkened, his eyes reddened, "Insufficient evidence."

Bei Zhenming snorted coldly. Insufficient evidence. Is this reason a bit far-fetched for the King of Hell, Bei Zhenting? Who knows?

There was a strange silence. Bei Zhenming chuckled and helped Bei Zhenting up. "When you're like this, we brothers really are... just like my royal brother bullying you..."

Bei Zhenting stood up, still looking the same.

"Never mind. Luo Yao is quite capable. You must protect him well. If he goes somewhere else or... I can only..."

Bei Zhenting said nothing, bowed to Bei Zhenming and left.

After Bei Zhenting left, Zhu Shengyuan stood next to Bei Zhenming.

"Let those people withdraw."

"Yes……"

Bei Zhenting left the palace and rushed back to the prince's mansion without stopping.

In the Yong'an Palace, everyone in the west courtyard was sleeping soundly.

No one noticed anything unusual in the hills behind the west courtyard.

I don’t know what signal it received, but there was a slight sound in the grass and everything returned to calm.

And the group of people never noticed the two people under the old locust tree in the west courtyard.

Under the locust tree in the west courtyard, a boy of about seventeen or eighteen was swinging on the swing.

"Lingba, don't tell me, the young master is really good at it!"

"Keep your voice down!" Another calmer male voice sounded, "It seems that the man will not attack the master for the time being." The man named Lingba looked to be in his early thirties. He lay on Luo Yao's recliner and squinted his eyes comfortably.

The two of them were entertaining themselves in the west courtyard. After playing for a while, the man stood up and urged the boy: "It's time to go, Xiaojiu!"

"I want to swing for a while longer. He hasn't reached Yong'an Street yet. Why are you panicking?" The young man didn't move.

"Are you going to listen to me?"

The man went over and grabbed the boy's ear, which was a little painful. The boy finally jumped off the swing and followed the man into the night.

Bei Zhenting rode his horse across Yong'an Street and finally dismounted in front of the Yong'an Palace.

After entering the door, without even changing into night clothes, Bei Zhenting flew onto the roof. With his lightness skills, he was as light as a feather and as fast as an arrow, and headed straight for the west courtyard.

Everything was as usual in the West Courtyard. Looking at the two sleeping soundly on the bed, a trace of confusion flashed across Bei Zhenting's eyes, which was then replaced by ruthlessness.