Tyrant Whitewashing Plan [Transmigration Book]

When Li Shidu assigned homework for them, Xiao Jining was thinking about something, and could hear it coming in from one ear and coming out from the other, but now his head is empty, and he can't even remember what the topic is.

Xiao Jining turned to look at the seventh and eighth princes next to him, and saw that the two of them were frowning tightly, biting the barrel of the pen from time to time. It was obvious that the homework assigned by Li Shidu today was not easy, but they still had a companion to help, and himself What about reading with you?

Not to mention asking Jing Yuan to teach him how to do his homework, Xiao Jining felt that just standing beside him was like a dark cloud covering his head, which might rain down lightning and thunder at any time, which was full of deterrence.

It's strange to say, let's not talk about Jingyuan's family background, when the princes themselves choose companions or when the emperor chooses for them, they will not choose children from aristocratic families with a large age gap with the princes, like the companions of the seventh prince. Yin Yunjing and the eighth prince's companion, Shao Chong, looked about three or four years older than them, but when he came to him... Jing Yuan's figure was more than three or four years older than him, Xiao Di Why did you let him be your companion?

Regardless of this confusion or the homework assigned by Li Shidu today, Xiao Jining couldn't figure it out. After dawdling for a long time, he couldn't hold back a single word. In the end, it was Jing Yuan who spoke first: "Ninth Prince."

Xiao Jining raised his head upon hearing the sound, and looked at Jing Yuan with his almond eyes.

The young man looked at him condescendingly, raised his brows slightly after a while, bent slightly and lowered his voice, and asked Xiao Jining, "Don't you know how to answer this question?"

These words should be... caring about him, right?Although the voice in the voice-changing period sounds a little scary.

Because of his childhood experience and later career, Xiao Jining observed things more carefully than some people, paying great attention to some small details. He thought that although Jing Yuan would be cruel in the future, he is only a half-grown child after all, so he should It's not that scary, and he seems to be very caring - he knows how to keep his voice down so that the seventh and eighth princes don't find out that he can't do homework.

Xiao Ji Ning thought about it, and felt that in the future, Jingyuan would start killing all princes who ascended the throne of God, while the other princes would all die at the hands of his brothers. Fish, look up to the dude who walks birds and fights cocks all day long. Waiting for the struggle for the throne to end, can he be a prince who comfortably eats and dies?

What's more, the final winner in life, Jing Yuan, is his companion. As long as there are no accidents during the period, they can still cultivate a relationship between bamboo horses. He has no interest in the throne, and based on years of friendship, after Jingyuan ascended the throne, why would he not attack him?

So Xiao Jining was silent for a moment, and honestly stated his question: "More than that, I don't even know the title."

"..."

Perhaps it was unexpected that Xiao Jining would give such an answer, Jing Yuan was also silent for a while, and the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward for a moment.

In the end, it was Jing Yuan who spoke first, and explained Xiao Jining's confusion: "The topic read by the waiter is a topic of history, and the topic is the theory of rewarding loyalty and honesty."

Xiao Jining: "..."

He could understand all these words, but he couldn't understand them together.

"...Thank you." But Xiao Jining thanked Jing Yuan very politely, rolled up his sleeves pretendingly, raised his pen to dip some ink, and then continued to stare at the clean rice paper in a daze.

In this daze, the Seventh Prince next door had already handed in the paper, and the Eighth Prince was not to be outdone, and immediately accelerated his writing speed, trying not to be the last one to hand in the paper—but in Jing Yuan’s view, the Eighth Prince’s efforts were completely unnecessary, Because the Ninth Prince in front of him didn't even write the title.

And Xiao Jining was in a daze for too long, if the Ninth Prince hadn't thanked him, Jing Yuan even thought for a moment that the Ninth Prince didn't hear him clearly.

Seeing that the Eighth Prince was finishing the article, Jing Yuan asked again, "Ninth Prince?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Yuan saw the prince in front of him raised his tender face again, looked at him eagerly, and said, "What should I do? I won't answer..."

Xiao Jining was really desperate, not to mention that he couldn't even understand the questions, even if he was given modern college entrance examination questions, he might not be able to do it - after all, he is a sports student.

How much he hopes that Jingyuan can write his homework for him like those companion readers in other novels who are oppressed by the princes. Even if he doesn't write for him, it would be good to secretly give him some ideas for answering the questions.

That's why Xiao Jining looked at Jing Yuan with extremely helpless and pitiful eyes at this moment.

Jing Yuan finally couldn't help reminding him: "...Your Highness, you should at least write a topic."

"...Oh! Yes, yes, yes." Xiao Jining's eyes widened slightly, and the light in his eyes suddenly shone, as excited as if he had got a complete answer, and immediately raised his pen to write the topic on the right side of the rice paper——Theory of Rewarding Loyalty to the Best.

Jing Yuan glanced at it as a check for him—well, yes, the words are ugly, and there are two mistakes in just seven words.

Both the Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince had handed in the papers. Li Shidu took away the answer sheet and praised the Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince. The Eighth Prince, who had just been snubbed by Emperor Xiao, was now being praised by the servant, showing two sweet faces. Li Shidu felt a little relieved when he saw the dimples, and the corners of his lips curled into a chuckle. He was just the prince's enlightenment servant, and when the prince was ten years old, Emperor Xiao would arrange another teaching bachelor for them. They are not very demanding.

However, when the amiable Li Shidu turned his gaze to Xiao Jining's side, his smile froze. He circled around Xiao Jining twice, seeing how difficult it was for Xiao Jining. In the end, even the topic was written like this. Considering the self-esteem of taking care of the little emperor's cub, he said to Xiao Jining: "If the Ninth Prince can't finish writing today, you can take it home and write it. It's the same when you hand it in tomorrow."

Li Shi read this as a blow to Xiao Jining. After all, the homework is to be handed in in class. If you can take it home and write it, then Xiao Jining can ask for help from others—or ask someone to write it for you.

As long as Xiao Jining doesn't go too far, Li Shidu will turn a blind eye, but at Xiao Jining's level, it is quite difficult to hire a ghostwriter, after all, it is very difficult to imitate his bad handwriting.

When the other princes left the study room, there were maids and eunuchs hugging them, and there were companions joking and joking, but Xiao Jining had only those two court ladies who had "stealing rape and slippery" records waiting for them. After they were trained by the Seventh Prince, they would Knowing how to pretend to be obedient, she followed Xiao Jining with lowered eyebrows and lowered her eyes, not daring to be a monster anymore, she was extraordinarily docile.

After class, the princes can actually let the companions accompany them back to the palace for a while or go to the martial arts field to practice martial arts, but Xiao Jining didn't know, even if he knew, he didn't know that he invited Jing Yuan back to him What can be done, squeeze Jingyuan to let him do his homework?

Jing Yuan, who was squeezed by him, would be the first one to be slaughtered in more than ten years.

But what if the method is changed to ask Mr. Jing to save the child?After seeing how salty he is, Jingyuan should feel that he is no threat to him, right?

Thinking of this, Xiao Jining paused and looked at Jing Yuan. He remembered the affectionate titles that the Seventh Prince and Eighth Prince called him to read with him, so he also thought of a nice and appealing name for Jing Yuan. Yuan said kindly: "Brother Jingyuan."

Jing Yuan also stopped when he heard the sound, and looked down at Xiao Jining, waiting to hear what he would say next.

"I don't know how to write the historical topic assigned by Li Shidu. Brother Jingyuan, can you...can you teach me?" Xiao Jining looked up at Jingyuan, met his substantive gaze, and stumbled a little. Finish this sentence.

Xiao Jining's words were actually very humble and polite. The prince accompanied him to this position, and he had no official position or salary. His duty was to accompany and teach the prince to study, so Xiao Jining had every reason and right to explain Jing Yuan's questions.

It's just that Jing Yuan's identity in the future is not ordinary. Xiao Jining has never read the original work, and he doesn't know what kind of character Jing Yuan is, so he doesn't know if doing so will be too abrupt, and he doesn't know what kind of character Jing Yuan will give him. answer.

After all, the Jing family where Jing Yuan lives is a family of Zhongming Ding Shi, a family of poetry and book hairpin tassels, and even the prince has to avoid it. Even if Jing Yuan rejects him, Xiao Jining has no place to cry.

Therefore, Xiao Jining was a little nervous, his heart was pounding in his chest, while waiting for Jing Yuan to answer him, the fingers hanging by his side clenched the hem of his clothes repeatedly and loosened it again.

However, Jing Yuan didn't answer yes or no after listening to Xiao Jining's words. He stood still and said nothing, his lacquer-like eyes were deep and deep, and he couldn't see any emotion, he just looked at Xiao Jining fixedly .

Just when Xiao Jining thought that Jing Yuan didn't want to teach him, and refused with silence, and he should be more sensible and take the initiative to retreat, Jing Yuan opened his lips and said: "Your Highness really can't write this question. In fact, for you, This question is too difficult."

It’s good that Jingyuan didn’t speak, but when he opened his mouth, there was a sentence that seemed to mock the literary level of the three princes, but his tone was too flat, and these words sounded as if he was stating the facts—although the facts seem to be And indeed.

Xiao Jining lowered his eyes and slumped his shoulders, feeling that he failed to show his favor, because he just suddenly thought that maybe if he called Jing Yuan too close, it would make Jing Yuan think that he also had the desire to use his power to fight for the throne. So flattering, so as to guard against him?

Unexpectedly, Jing Yuan paused, but continued: "Because this is the imperial examination question of last year, I can't write a perfect answer."

Hearing his voice, Xiao Jining subconsciously looked up at him again.

Jing Yuan's expression remained calm: "But last year's No. [-] scholar, who was the companion of the Seventh Prince, Yin Yunjing's uncle, Yin Xian, and the scholar Yin of the Hanlin Academy wrote an article, which was praised by the emperor, so he hand-picked it. Bachelor Yin is the number one scholar..."

The young man stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, and his tone was neither slow nor anxious. Although the hoarse and rough voice in the voice-changing period was not very pleasant, he was exceptionally patient. He first recited all the printed articles to Xiao Jining, and he knew that Xiao Jining He probably couldn't understand the original text, so he broke up some sentences that were somewhat obscure to a child of this age and told Xiao Jining in detail, which made Xiao Jining, who thought he didn't understand the old sayings at all, be fascinated.So much so that when Jing Yuan finished speaking, Xiao Jining still had some unfinished thoughts.

"I'm not very proficient in historical theory, so I can't help His Highness much, but the article of Yin Xueshi is thorough, without any superfluous and difficult style, concise and easy to understand, Your Highness can learn from it."

Needless to say, after Xiao Jining listened to Jingyuan's article on Yin Xueshi, he also had some thoughts. He found that the historical topics of the ancients were actually similar to modern compositions. For Xiao Jining, it was possible to write poetry topics. It is more difficult, but fortunately he is not used to poetry at this age, and what the princes should focus on learning is not poetry.

And they didn't know how long they had been standing here. When Xiao Jining came back to his senses, he realized that his tender legs could not support standing for too long. Now the pain was unbearable, so he bowed to Jing Yuan and thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Jing Yuan." .”

"Your Highness, you are welcome." Jing Yuan returned him with a half bow, "The emperor asked Yuan to assist His Highness in studying, and Yuan should do his best. If His Highness has no other doubts, Jing Yuan will step down first."

After Jing Yuan left, those two maids were not as respectful as they were to Xiao Jining when Jing Yuan was there.

"His Royal Highness, it's time for us to go back to Yusheng's Residence. Your Majesty is still waiting for you." The taller palace maid stood impatiently. If it wasn't because Jingyuan was here just now, she wouldn't She behaved so docilely, so as soon as Jing Yuan left, her expression changed immediately.