The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Wen Jue lived in the palace for a while, apart from occasionally helping Yin Wujiu to critique papers, he just slept in the shade and took care of the baby. The former concubines in this palace had to compete for favor. If people dare to control him, the small life is not to mention how comfortable it is.

But this person was too idle and uncomfortable, so Wen Jue thought about finding something to do.

At that time, he was teaching Feng Xia to recognize things in the garden, and he told Yin Wujiu about his idea. Looking at his gentle and patient look, Yin Wujiu couldn't help but think of what Wen Jue gave him when he went back to school. When the students talked about the open class, they immediately said: "Why don't you go to the Imperial College to teach the students there? What you said is more useful than what those gentlemen in the Imperial College taught."

So just like that, Wen Jue went to the Imperial College to work back to his old job.

The book "Emperor's Strategy" is finished when the male protagonist ascends the throne and kills the villain, so how the world develops in the future is no longer bound by the plot, which means that Wen Jue wants to do what he wants now.

He taught everything in the Imperial College, literature, history, politics, art of war, arithmetic, and martial arts. When he talked about martial arts, he talked about force, and then from force to physics... It's like heaven and earth, with no taboos.

Think back when he was teaching Yin Wujiu and the others, because he was worried about being suspected of his identity, he kept silent about a lot of knowledge, but now, he has no such scruples at all. The image of the magic stick in our hearts will be stronger.

People who used to study at the Imperial College thought that they would become officials in the imperial court and rise to the top; but now people think that entering the Imperial College is to learn the culture of heaven, and if they fail to be perfect, they can learn the method of cultivation and ascend to immortality.

Wen Jue once went shopping and heard this statement by chance, and when he returned, he poured a bucket of cold water on the students.

The general meaning is that the things I teach will at most make them more comfortable in their future life and work. As for those who want to cultivate immortals, they should give up their thoughts as soon as possible, or find another job.

Back then, when Yin Wujiu started reforming, he even changed the admissions policy of the Imperial College. Admissions are no longer based on family background, but only on talent and learning, so now those who can enter this place to study are all the top talents selected from across the country born.

Although some of these people really had the idea of ​​becoming immortals, none of them left after hearing Wen Jue's words, because as Wen Jue said, the things he taught are practical and can be said It is so useful, not to mention anything else, even counting this is much faster than counting the abacus, and the accounting is also particularly concise and clear.

Over time, even the other gentlemen in the Imperial College moved a stool over to listen.

Feng Xia is more than two years old, and he is already a little troublemaker who can run and jump. He kicks his short legs around all day and night. When Wen Jue is in class, he always sneaks in unexpectedly. When I was writing notes, I saw a white and tender little meaty hand popping out from under the table. Sometimes it touched the small ornaments on the student's desk, and sometimes it mischievously moved a small ant or an Put the small toys on and let those things run to the students' textbooks.

He has many toys that no one else has seen before, such as small guns, small cars and small crabs, some are made of wood and some are made of iron, some of them are powerful and some use diesel oil. After the power is stored, they can run far away on the ground. They are drawn by Wen Jue. The blueprints were made together with Yin Wujiu. Although Wen Jue is mainly engaged in literature, he also dabbles in science, and in those years when he was making cannons and other weapons, he often transferred the knowledge of blueprints from the system, like this Things with simple principles can be made almost without using any brains.

Those students would sometimes be startled by this little guy, and after they reacted, they picked up the toy that had been turned over and fell on the crotch, and the small wheels were still buzzing and spinning, and they studied it with interest.

Yin Fengxia is cute and has a pleasing personality. In addition, he is the son of the teacher respected by the students, so the students like him very much. They can't help teasing him. As soon as Wen Jue turned around, he caught him.

Every time at this time, Mr. Wen would put on a straight face, walked over and confiscated the toy, and then picked up the child and got it out.

The child didn't cry, and when he was held by his father's arm, he smiled and waved to a student who had just been teased by him: "I will come to play with you next time!"

The student's name was Xie Quhuai, and he was actually only five or six years old. His father was from Wen Jue's old department and died in battle. His mother also died of illness three years ago, so he lived with his uncle and aunt at home. Wen Jue brought him into the palace to be raised. Seeing that he was smart, Wen Jue sent him to the Imperial College to study there.

It happened a year ago. On that day, Wen Jue took Feng Xia out of the house. He remembered the child left by his old department, so he stopped by to see him, only to see him kneeling in the yard, counting nine cold days. Yes, there was still heavy snow in the sky, the boy's knees were mostly covered by the snow, and he looked like he had been kneeling for a long time, his body was red, his lips were blue, and even his slender eyelashes were covered with ice.

At that time, Feng Xia was just ignorant, saw his appearance, and asked, "What are you doing?"

The child was so cold that he couldn't speak, maybe his mind was confused, and he knelt there with his back straight, like a small ice sculpture.

Seeing that he was silent, Feng Xia staggered towards him stepping on the snow, and said like a little adult: "My Highness asked you something, why didn't you answer?"

"Your Highness... Your Majesty?" Qu Huai finally said a word, but seemed unable to understand the meaning of this sentence.

"Yeah." Seeing that he finally made a sound, Feng Xia nodded fixedly, then suddenly stretched out her hand wrapped in a padded jacket to touch Xie Quhuai's face, the child's delicate skin was severely frozen, he was almost conditional Reflexively withdrew his hand, shivering physiologically.

However, a few seconds later, he stretched out his hands to cover Xie Quhuai's face: "My Highness, please warm you up. It's such a cold day, so don't freeze to death."

Xie Quhuai's face was already frozen, and he didn't feel any sensation at all, but at that moment, he felt a warmth spreading down his cheeks all the way to his heart.

Or how can I say that he is a child, thinking of warming the other person like this, but he didn’t know how to wake him up, his hands were sore after raising his hands like this for a while, and he didn’t cover the hot spot for the person kneeling on the ground, but his own Hands also became cold.

"Get up." Wen Jue said.

Xie Quhuai showed some hesitation in his eyes.

Wen Jue said: "With me here, no one will hurt you."

Yin Fengxia immediately echoed in a childish voice: "Yes, with my daddy around, no one would dare to bully you. My daddy is so powerful that even all the people in Gongkou can't beat him."

Xie Quhuai Zaohui, when he heard the name His Highness, he probably guessed Yin Fengxia's identity. Hearing this, could he not know who Wen Jue was? It's been too long, and I can't get up at all.

Wen Jue saw his difficulty, stretched out his arms to hug him, and then walked into the house.

Walking into the hall, I saw a woman and two children, a man and a woman, sitting around the brazier to enjoy the fire. The woman was holding a handful of melon seeds and licking them while the two children were holding a pack of small snacks. cheerful.

When she saw Wen Jue, she was stunned for a moment, and when she noticed Xie Quhuai who was held in Wen Jue's arms, her tone became persistent again: "Who are you, why did you bring this little bastard in?"

Wen Jue's face darkened immediately: "Who are you calling a bastard?"

The woman was a little frightened by the danger in his eyes, and she couldn't help shrinking her neck, but soon she regained her confidence: "This is a mother-born thing, lazy to do things all day long, and even with younger brothers and sisters." It’s not bastards, what is it?”

The woman's voice was sharp, and when she spoke loudly, it was like countless needles piercing the human cerebral cortex. Wen Jue could clearly feel the little guy in his arms trembling.

A rare burst of anger arose in his heart, and he said in a cold voice, "Come here."

Soon, a dozen of his subordinates who followed him in the dark jumped out from all corners of the roof.

When the woman saw these men with expressionless faces suddenly appearing, she was a little dumbfounded. After a while, she looked at Wen Jue and said in horror, "You, who are you, what do you want to do?"

Wen never answered her words, and only ordered in a cold voice: "Kick them all out of here, and they are not allowed to step into this gate again."

"Yes." The subordinates responded in unison, and then moved quickly to catch him.

"Why do you drive me away, this is my home, why do you drive me away, is there any law?"

Wen Jue said: "Think about it carefully, why can I live under this blue roof and vermilion eaves, enjoying a rich life without worrying about food and clothing? Everything you have now is the child's father in exchange for his life." Yes, but you did that to his child."

A guilty conscience suddenly appeared on the woman's face: "You, who are you?

"Zilu's boss," Wen Jue paused, thinking that with this woman's IQ, she might not be able to figure it out, and added, "Wen Chongzhou."

"Wen, Wen, Wen Wenwen...General Wen!" After choking on these three words, the woman's expression changed in shock, and then she squatted down on the cold floor.

Wen Jue stopped looking at them and asked the guards to throw them out. The woman was probably frightened and couldn't even swear.

Although there are only two children left, Wen Jue is not worried that they will not survive. The pearl hairpin jewelry worn by that woman and her daughter is enough for them to live for a while.

Wen Jue turned around and put Xie Quhuai on a chair, and rubbed snow to warm his frozen hands and feet. Yin Fengxia curiously asked why he did this, and Wen Jue explained to him.

The child nodded half-understanding, and then turned his attention to Xie Quhuai: "Did that woman bully you, isn't she your mother?"

Xie Quhuai shook his head.

Xiao Fengxia asked again: "What about your mother?"

"Passed away." Xie Quhuai said in a hoarse voice.

Feng Xia still didn't quite understand the sad meaning contained in the word death, so she thought about it and said, "It's okay, I don't have a mother either."

"But I have father and father, do you have father and father?"

Seeing that his stupid son was getting more and more outrageous, Wen Jue wanted to cover his mouth.

"My father is also dead." Xie Quhuai said, the tears in his red eyes finally couldn't help but burst down.

Yin Fengxia finally saw that he was sad this time: "Why are you crying... I will give you my father and father, please stop crying, okay?"

Xie Quhuai's crying became a little out of control, and Wen Jue didn't know how much grievance he had accumulated in his heart, so he didn't persuade him, and silently let him vent, only reached out and patted his back lightly.

After a long time, the child finally stopped crying.

Probably because his crying was so contagious, Feng Xia's eyes were red unknowingly, and when the other person stopped crying, he took the other person's hand and said, "Come back to the palace with us, there are everything in the palace." , and there are many uncles playing with us, they are all very powerful, with them, no one can bully you, I can also give you my toys to play with, I have many toys..."

"Disturb the classroom, you will have no more toys to play with in the future." With a stern sentence in his plain voice, Xie Quhuai's thoughts were pulled back. He looked up and saw the tall man slapping the child's buttocks. a slap.

Yin Fengxia's face collapsed in an instant, his mouth was flattened, and he said pitifully, "Father, I know my mistake!"

Wen Jue was angry: "Admit your mistakes positively, and never repent."

Yin Fengxia was spanked by his father in full view and carried out of the classroom. At this time, he was still full of sorrow and distress over the "bad news" that the source of toys would soon be cut off, but he didn't know that during his years of being in the wind Afterwards, this black history will be repeatedly brought out and made fun of.