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Xi Yan: "."

He really wasn't that material.

Cautiously raised her head to observe the expression of the priest of the temple, and saw her look over indifferently: "I will leave after studying this volume today."

".Yes."

Xi Yan accepted his fate.

The temple priest quickly returned to his desk and ignored him.

Xi Yan spread out the scroll, frowning and thinking about the content on it.

After a while, he said solemnly to the temple priest, "I don't understand."

The tone is very righteous.

He could barely recognize most of these ancient characters, but he couldn't understand the meaning of the combination.

The priest of the temple raised his eyes and glanced at him, then put down the scroll in his hand.

"For the king."

The unhurried and calm tone came, and after a brief daze, Xi Yan quickly followed the voice of the priest of the temple to think.

After the other party's explanation was over, Xi Yan suddenly realized that the priest of the temple was teaching him the way to be a king? !

"Master Priest, I—"

He just wanted to say that he had no idea about it at all.

As a result, before he finished speaking, the priest of the temple shoved the scroll she had just studied into his arms.

Her words were short: "Schoolwork."

"."

On the first day of formal class, Xi Yan, who returned home with homework in hand, silently left the temple of priests.

And because he couldn't understand, he could only seek answers from the priests with a shy face. The priests have been practicing and studying all their lives, so they are naturally eager to answer Xi Yan's rare thirst for knowledge.

Then Xi Yan was even more confused.

Because the lessons given to him by the priests of the temple changed from the way of being a king to the way of a knight.

The priests were still a little emotional: "I didn't expect that the priest would choose the way of a knight for you."

"The Ninth Prince has always been at ease, perhaps this is exactly what he wants."

"."

Listening to the priests guessing the intentions of the temple priests one by one, Xi Yan's expression was a little inexplicable.

He always felt that she didn't mean that.

Later, Xi Yan finally finished studying the two scrolls, but failed to get an answer from the priest of the temple.

All she said was—"That's your problem later on."

Thinking of her pair of eyes that can see into the emptiness and the future and the past, Xi Yan had no choice but to force back all her doubts.

The teaching method of the priests of the temple is very loose and free, and Xi Yan got used to it soon after he calmed down and studied.

Then he started to lose his temper.

——"My lord, Your Highness went to the restaurant to meet friends yesterday, and came back this morning reeking of alcohol."

Duoya stood behind the priest of the temple, staring at Xi Yan in front of him with piercing eyes, and complained openly.

Xi Yan: "?"

He lowered his head and sniffed the clothes he had just changed, and retorted confidently: "Duoya, come and smell my wine!"

Duoya snorted softly: "Your Highness, you hurriedly covered up the evidence as soon as you came back, of course you didn't!"

"Then you don't have evidence, so you're slandering me!"

Both of them were obviously older than the priests of the temple, but they were like childish children bickering in front of her.

The temple is too lonely and empty, and the priests of the temple are only accompanied by ancient scrolls and long swords all day long, so even if they are naive, they still enjoy it.

Listening to their words getting more and more excited, the priest of the temple slowly raised his head: "What interesting news did you get back?"

As soon as she made a sound, the two who were still bickering stopped in tacit agreement.

Satisfied, Xi Yan snorted, "It's still the priest who understands me."

After the words fell, he asked, "Does your lord know about the frontier war?"

The land of the lost country is not big or small, and there are several neighboring countries coveting it. Especially in the past few decades, the conflicts on the frontier have intensified.

The priest of the temple stared at him nonchalantly, without saying a word.

".I see."

The corner of Xi Yan's mouth twitched, and he responded in a self-defeating way.The priest of the temple naturally knew it. After all, even though she lived in seclusion, she still had eyes and ears dedicated to collecting outside news for her.

And the temple priests can see more just by looking at them.

"Have you ever heard of the invincible general Si Jin who is feared by foreigners in the northwest border?"

"Ok?"

The temple priest motioned him to continue with his eyes.

Xi Yan coughed: "I don't mean anything else, I just heard about him and think this general is an interesting person, and I want to get acquainted with him."

"When he repels the invaders and returns victorious, you can get acquainted with him."

"Hahaha, in today's troubled times and the frontiers are in trouble, if this general can really deter the enemy, he will definitely become a powerful general in the kingdom!"

When the priest of the temple heard these words, his eyes moved slightly, and then under Xi Yan's froze expression, he looked away quietly.

".?"

Xi Yan recalled her reaction just now, no, he really guessed it right?

He didn't have time to delve into the matter, because Doya came to report that the king came to visit the priest of the temple.

The king must meet the priest of the temple on a regular basis, and communicate with her to clear up doubts and point out the direction for the future of the kingdom.

Xi Yan couldn't help but think that the only talent of his fatuous father was to play chess, and it was because it had to be learned.

However, even if the king can play chess, it is difficult for him to understand the mysteries contained in the chess game by the priests of the temple.

For example, at this moment, the king tried his best to control the urge to scratch his head, staring at the chess game in front of him with a bitter face and frowning.

"My lord priest, what does this mean?"

The priest of the temple laid down the last son without haste, forming a desperate situation: "My lord, there are many meanings in this, it depends on how you choose."

king:"."

Why is it a choice again?

Every time he played chess, the temple priest asked him to make a choice. Every time the king went back, his hair would be bald, and he couldn't make any choices.

He sighed, and decided to ask the advisers after he went back.

As soon as the subject changed, the king remembered another happy event, and couldn't help but share it with the priest of the temple.

"My lord priest, God blesses the lost country. General Si Jin, the commander of the Northwest Territory, is really an extremely talented general!"

"Oh?" The temple priest's eyes moved slightly, "It seems that the king appreciates him very much."

"Hahaha."

The king was in a good mood, and responded directly, "Of course, General Si Jin not only recovered the cities in the northwest border, but also prepared to take advantage of the victory to frighten the foreigners!"

He just likes to enjoy himself. As for the political intrigues, he doesn't understand and doesn't want to engage in them.

And the premise for him to enjoy is the stability of the country, Si Jin provided him with a stable condition, how could the king not value him.

To put it bluntly, as long as Si Jin doesn't want to usurp the throne, the king can do whatever he wants.

The priest of the temple nodded calmly: "If so, then I wish this general an early triumph."