Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 133 Fighting for Son

This is an arithmetic test paper.

With a perfect score of 89, Zhuan Yang scored [-] points in the test.

Yunyanghou thought: This guy took the initiative to give me the test paper, which means that his son may have better grades?But 89 points is not bad, at most his son has a few more points.

So, he responded with a smile: "Zhuan Yang's test paper? It's hard for His Majesty to review it for him personally. I think the result is not bad. Is His Majesty keeping me specially for good news?"

The Emperor of God then handed over the Art of War test paper.

Art of War, which is Zhuan Yang's strong point, scored 99 points.

The smile on Yunyang Hou's face became more and more intense.

However, this is already the upper limit, and the next test papers will be more and more miserable.

78 points for treating classics.

Yunyanghou: It's barely okay.After all, my family values ​​martial arts and despise literature, so it is normal that his talent for poetry is not high.

45 points for academic administration.

Yunyang Hou: So poor in governing the country?Should it be deliberately hiding clumsiness?My family only needs to show talent in the art of war.What's more, his elder brother is enough in this regard.

Criminal law, history 63 points.

Reluctantly, at least pass.

Sixty points in astronomy and medicine.

It's passed, let's do it...

Geography, architecture 32 points.

This kid definitely didn't recite the book properly.How could such a rote memorization score be so low?Forget it, let him endorse it later.

Yunyang Hou made psychological preparations for himself and found excuses for his son.

however--

Without showing any trace, the Emperor of God laid out Peng Yu's test paper word by word.

Seeing Peng Yu's results, Hou Yunyang's face turned green.

治经九十；算术97；学政93；兵法89；刑律/历史88；地理/建筑92；天文/医术95。

Provocation, naked provocation!

Marquis Yunyang clenched his fists tightly, his joints cracking.

The God Emperor said slowly, "Hey——Hao'er is too slack, and even failed to score [-] in two papers. It seems that I usually control him too loosely and let him go."

Marquis Yunyang gritted his teeth. Obviously, the Divine Emperor deliberately stimulated himself.

Taking a deep breath, he showed his calm and calm general demeanor: "What can a mere test paper show? Yang'er is still a child, a child, it's normal not to study hard, and to be playful. When you grow up, you will know how to learn." .On the contrary, those young geniuses, when they grow up, all of them are prematurely ejaculated, and they are lost to everyone."

"What Qing said is very true. But there is another saying, 'Young people don't work hard, the old ones are sad'. If you don't take care of it when you are young, it will be a waste of talent... When you grow up, you will ruin the child."

The emperor and the old god are here, posing as an elder, teaching the skills of raising his son.

Hearing this, the Marquis of Yunyang sneered in his heart when he heard his blue veins throbbing: Raise a son?Isn't Kun Hao the only one who was really raised by you as a son?The other five sons are all growing up in the imperial womb, which one do you need to worry about?Although the boss has been raised by you for several years, but when he turned around to the East Palace, he didn't see you interfering every day.Compared with me to raise a son?I have three sons, how can raising a son be better than you?What's more, my eldest son's academic performance is the best among his peers, and he is just a Kunhao—huh!

However, seeing the god emperor's "little man's success", Yunyang Hou put away the paper and left angrily.

"No, let Zhuan Yang study hard after returning home, and don't think about playing all day long!"

The Marquis of Yunyang went straight to the Marquis Mansion.

I happened to see my wife and the housekeeper choosing the spiritual material of Shenmu.

"Yang'er wants a dark iron chariot. But that thing is too bulky, and it is easy to hurt him. I will choose spiritual wood for him to build a simple and light wooden chariot. Then inlay it with jade snails, he should like it .”

When Yunyanghou heard his wife's words, he walked over directly.

"Chariots? He has ordered three cars in the past few years, isn't that enough for him?"

Seeing the return of the Marquis of Yunyang, Madam hurriedly got up to say hello: "Your Majesty is back——"

The Marquis of Yunyang patted the test paper: "Look at your son! Playing with things all day long, he doesn't study hard. His grades, not to mention comparing with other children, even his elder brother and second brother were better than him when they were young!"

This is somewhat exaggerated.

The test paper was issued by the Emperor himself, referring to Peng Yu's study progress.Even when Zhuan Lei was a child, he couldn't keep up with Peng Yu's progress, and his grades might not be as good as Zhuan Yang's.

"Benhou has decided. If he doesn't do well in the exam next time, we are not allowed to buy him chariots and pegasus horses in the future. And his swords and armors are not allowed to be taken to Tiandang Mountain in the future."

"Then send him the study notes from when the boss was a teenager, and let him study hard."

……

After Peng Yu and others finished writing the test papers, they had a good night's rest.

In the early morning of the next day, the Emperor sent someone to Simu Palace.

Not only did he give the test paper report card to Peng Yu, but he also wrote notes himself to point out mistakes.

"What a loving father." Peng Yu accepted the report card, full of emotion in his heart.

Just relying on the emperor's partiality, don't blame the other princes for planning to kill him all day long.

Then there are three jade poison sticks.

The stick is three feet long, with a bird's head at the top, and a green knot hanging from it.

Peng Yu picked up the jade stick from the box, looked at it and asked, "What does the emperor mean?"

"Your Majesty said that the first batch of poisonous sticks in my dynasty has been forged. There are three elders in Simu Palace who are over six hundred years old and can wear poisonous sticks."

Peng Yu shook the jade staff, wisps of auspicious light erupted, and the three-foot jade staff gradually became longer, reaching the same height as his body.

"It really is a magic weapon."

The Fushou Jade Poison Staff, a magic weapon of ancient immortality, can gather good fortune and prolong life.

After playing for a while, he put it back again.

"It's for Master Wang and the others? Why are there only three? Doesn't Wang Taiyi's order count?"

"The imperial doctor ordered him to practice the immortal way, and he lived for a thousand years. Now he is only six hundred years old..."

too young.

The messenger then said: "There are three grades of poison sticks. Elderly people over six hundred years old can wear red festivals. If they meet a god king, they will not worship them. The poison sticks will be taken back after death."

"The Qing Festival is held by ministers who have made meritorious service, and is buried with them after death."

"The purple festival is held by the great saints of the gods, and you can enjoy the seat when you meet the god emperor."

In addition to the three poison sticks, the messenger also brought many treasures bestowed by the emperor.

"Your Majesty is worried that His Majesty will be lonely here. He picked some tributes from the Eight Hundred Heavens for His Majesty to enjoy."

Peng Yu accepted the reward with a smile, and saw Zhuan Yang rushing over angrily: "Kunhao, where is my money? Give it to me quickly!"

"Money? What money?"

"It's the [-] million Tianjin of the world-shocking talent, and I agreed to have half of it."

"Oh, that. I can't take it out for the time being. The adults are worried that we will spend money indiscriminately, and we will be stuck."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that my father and your father are worried about you and me spending money recklessly, and think that we are too young, and we are not allowed to withdraw the gambling money in the Temple of War. They will keep it for the time being and help us manage our money."

"So, the bet won't come out?"

"Yes. Why, are you short of money?"

"The family cut off my pocket money." Zhuan Yang gritted his teeth, "It's all because of you. If it wasn't for the test paper, I wouldn't have been cut off by my father."

Moreover, all the armor and swords in my house have been taken back.

Thinking of this, the boy was so irritable that he wanted to hit someone.

Upon hearing this, Peng Yu looked at Jiang Ling who was following behind: "Is that so?"

Jiang Ling nodded with difficulty: "Master Hou said it. If the test scores do not improve next month, I won't give you pocket money. But...Young Master, you don't have any expenses in Simu Palace, so you don't need pocket money."

"Who said there is no need? I raise horses and play carts by myself. Doesn't it cost money to maintain weapons?"

Perhaps because of growing up, Zhuan Yang is very interested in chariots.

However, the chariots cast by Dakun are expensive, and the top chariots are worth tens of millions of gold.He originally thought that after the bet came down, he could buy a chariot to play with.I don't know...

He also has his own pegasus, which needs the best feed.His three chariots also needed various maintenance equipment.

Peng Yu said disgustedly: "Okay, you can play three chariots by yourself, can you get over it? Just take this opportunity to send the chariot home. Jiangling, when you come back, you will contact the people of the Yunyang Hou Mansion and send him Throw everything back."

"No, I don't agree."

"What do you disagree with? Look at your house. How many armors and weapons are there in a mess? Can you still stay there?" Peng Yu has been to Zhuan Yang's house.

The walls of his room are covered with armor and weapons, and even the ground is scattered with various armor parts.What Zhuan Yang likes most is playing with these armor parts and picking out a pair of armor for maintenance every day.

What kind of dragon blood and snake ointment, what kind of fish glue and leopard tendon, all kinds of natural materials and earth treasures are used to repair and maintain the armor, Peng Yu is very speechless.

"Jiangling, listen to me, throw back all the things in his house. Just a few armors and weapons are enough."

"How dare you!" Zhuan Yang slapped the table: "You listen to him, listen to me."

Yun Xian'er was woken up and looked at them.After eating the ray of Qi from the universe that emerged from Peng Yu's body, he continued to sleep.

"Besides—" Peng Yu saw that he was going to make trouble again, and pointed to himself: "Be nice to your patron father. I will have to pay for the maintenance and repair of your armor in the future. I don't like it. , you 'baby sons' are slowly rusting."

"No, anyway, things can't be sent back. Just treat it as a loan from you, and the bet will be deducted from it."

"Hmph. Borrow? The kind of rolling interest, forty interest, do you want it?"

Pressing down on Zhuanyang again, Peng Yu commanded Jiangling and the people of Yunyanghou's mansion to remove all kinds of armor and weapons from Zhuanyang's house.

Seeing his precious sons leaving the room one by one, Zhuan Yang's heart was bleeding.

study?Isn't it just learning?This young master still doesn't believe it, he failed the exam!

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