My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?.

Chapter 540 You don’t want Mrs. Han to worry about you, right? Gold medal educator applies for online connection!

Ying Chengyu looked at Ying Zheng in disbelief: "I have listened to my eldest brother's lectures on how to be a king all night?"

"No, why do you have to stay up all night to learn how to be a king?"

Ying Chengyu was stunned.

Wouldn't it be nice to have a good night's sleep by yourself?

Even if you don't sleep, wouldn't it be nice to go back home and spend time with the three little stars?

After a good night, I was actually discussing with Ying Zheng how to become a king? !

This is not something I am interested in!
Ying Zheng smiled and said: "It is to reform the imperial examination system."

Ying Chengyu's eyes widened even more: "Who wants to reform the imperial examination system?"

"It's you!"

"I can't believe it!"

Ying Zheng's expression was one of innocence.

Ying Chengyu still felt that something was not right, and looked at Ying Zheng hesitantly: "Is that true?"

If he realized that it was getting late and reminded Ying Zheng that it was over, Ying Zheng would not forcefully drag him away.

"That's not what I should worry about!"

Ying Zheng smiled casually: "It's because my brother Wang has grown up."

When Ying Zheng combined Lu Buwei's methods, he went all out to target one person.

But he didn't know that as early as when he accepted Ying Zheng's three questions, he had already fallen into the trap carefully prepared by Ying Zheng.

"Although Brother Wang doesn't show it on the face or say it with his mouth, maybe deep down he hopes to share Mrs. Han's worries?"

Ying Zheng's fingers in his sleeves were tapping more and more cheerfully, almost dancing.

The fingers of Ying Zheng's right hand folded in his sleeve secretly tapped his thigh, exuding a brisk and joyful rhythm, but his voice was very calm: "Perhaps Brother Wang is actually very interested in court disputes and has a lot of talent."

Who can bear it?
Those great sages who have left their names in history cannot bear it!
Not to mention Ying Chengxiu!
Ying Chengxuan thought he was being stupid and just attended the class all night.

Inextricable!

But Ying Chengyu had to admit that the fault was his.

"But Brother Nai has never been a king or a general. He only knows how to be a king. Naturally, I can only teach you how to be a king."

Ying Zheng is cheating Ying Chengyu.

Ying Chengyu smacked his mouth: "That's right!"

"It's just because I haven't been exposed to education in this area since I was a child, and I haven't actually experienced court strife, so I mistakenly thought that I had no talent for it."

Ying Zheng took advantage of the situation and pursued him: "From now on, Brother Wang will set aside one day per month to go to the palace and listen to Brother Nai's explanation."

"Brother, just do it by yourself, why do you need to tell me about it?"

Last night, Ying Zheng worked hard and used the teaching art he learned from Lu Buwei. By observing Ying Chengxuan's words, expressions, eyes and micro-expressions, he used language to create a fantasy world for Ying Chengxuan.

"Nowadays, there are more and more guests in Chang'an Jun's Mansion and Chang'an Palace, and the King's brother has many ideas that he wants to verify. Everything is complicated, which makes Mrs. Han feel very tired."

However, Ying Chengyu was completely unaware of the rapid passage of time, which resulted in the two brothers chatting all night about topics that Ying Chengyu was not interested in!
However, the difficult problems that Ying Chengyuan had been thinking about and had no solution to were solved one by one under Yingzheng's detailed explanation. This sense of satisfaction, gain, and achievement really made Yingcheng Ying unable to stop!
Ying Chengyu sat down helplessly and shook his head: "That's outrageous!"

Ying Zheng looked at Ying Chengyu innocently: "Brother Nai was so engrossed in what he heard that he even forgot about time. How could Brother Nai bear to keep silent?"

Language can contain more magic.

"Don't you know whether I have talent or interest in Chao Zheng?"

As a king who can win the service of many talented people, Ying Zheng's control over the magic of language is unparalleled by others.

It's outrageous enough to listen to it for one night.

"Even if I want to fight with the court, what can I do to imitate the way of being a king?"

Teaching can be an art.

"My younger brother is only responsible for being brave for a while, the rest is all my business!"

Ying Chengyu: ゛(◎_◎;)
So, it was me who made the mistake?

Ying Zheng said calmly: "Brother Wang should ask himself this question!"

Some people can't win the trust of others even if they shout at the top of their lungs, while some people can influence the thoughts of others with their slow voices.

Lu Buwei, who has amazing intelligence and devoted himself to teaching Ying Zheng for more than ten years, has developed teaching into an art.

My eldest brother is so good to me, can he still lie to me?

"It's a big departure!"

Ying Chengyu put his feet on the ground and pushed himself back quickly, his voice extremely decisive: "This is absolutely impossible!"

"My brother is not the kind of person who is suitable for hanging out in the court!"

"Impossible!" Ying Chengyu always felt that something was not right: "My head used to get dizzy when I listened to Zhang Tianan talk about Chao Zheng, and when I think about Chao Zheng, my brain becomes numb."

Some teachers' lectures make people sleepy, while some teachers' lectures make people enjoy them.

Do you want to give me extra lessons every month in the future?
Why am I so mean? !
Ying Zheng persuaded in a gentle voice: "Brother Wang, don't refuse in a hurry."

"Brother Wang doesn't want Mrs. Han to still worry about you every day as she gets older, right?"

"And if Brother Wang can go to the palace to listen to Brother Nai's explanation for one day every month, Brother Nai can also rest for one day every month."

Ying Chengyu remained motionless, leaning his neck forward, and looked at Ying Zheng questioningly: "Explaining to my brother, can it still be regarded as rest?"

Ying Zheng said sincerely: "Of course!"

"As far as Brother Nai is concerned, these principles that he told Brother Wang are all easy to pick up. There is almost no need to think about it. You can just rest."

"Brother Nai discovered that Brother Nai could sort out his thoughts when explaining to Brother Wang, so he managed politics with Brother Nai." "In this world, Brother Nai is the only one who has the trust of Brother Nai, and Brother Nai can only think about it." Tell Brother Wang separately."

“Brother Nai’s ability to rest rests solely on Brother Wang’s shoulders!”

Isn’t Ying Zheng tired?
Facing the ministers, Ying Zheng still has many means at his disposal.

But if he wanted to get Ying Chengyu to listen to the class seriously, Ying Zheng could only coax, seduce, and groom him, for fear of scaring Ying Chengyu away.

For Ying Zheng, giving lectures to Ying Chengxuan was more troublesome than a major court meeting.

However, Ying Zheng enjoys it like a cake!

Only by seeing Ying Chengyu's growth can Ying Zheng's fear of death and sense of urgency for unfinished work be somewhat alleviated!
Ying Chengxuan thought of those academic leaders who replaced learning with lectures, and could not refute Ying Zheng.

For the sake of Mrs. Han and Ying Zheng, Ying Chengyu could only nod reluctantly: "Okay."

"But first let's talk about it, it's impossible in one day."

"Half a day, just half a day!"

"My brother has been very busy recently!"

Ying Zheng smiled happily: "Half a day is half a day!"

While talking, a voice came from outside the door again:

"Your Majesty, would you like to have your meal?"

Ying Zheng said loudly: "Come in!"

The gate of Qilin Hall was opened immediately.

Zhao Gao's panicked eyes quickly glanced into the palace.

When he saw Ying Zheng and Ying Chengyu sitting opposite each other, Zhao Gaocai finally relaxed and waved his hand for the eunuchs to come in with the imperial food.

This is the Qilin Hall, not the royal study or the bedroom.

As a result, Ying Zheng and Ying Chengyu actually sat in the Qilin Hall all night! Not a sip of water! Don’t eat a mouthful of rice! Didn't even go to the toilet!
The sound of the conversation between the two people was not heard outside the Qilin Hall due to its vastness.

God knows how panicked Zhao Gao was!

If one of them is missing, Ying Zheng and Ying Cheng, Da Qin can still maintain its status quo despite difficulties.

But if Ying Zheng and Ying Chengyu both die in the palace, then Great Qin will be doomed!

Ying Zheng did not understand Zhao Gao's mood at all, and just warned: "After studying all night, Brother Wang will definitely be hungry."

"Eat more."

Ying Chengqiao smiled and said, "Do you still need elder brother's advice?"

"Brother, I not only talked all night, but also discussed it all day yesterday. I must be tired. It's better to eat more."

As he spoke, Ying Chengyu stretched out his hands carelessly, and the palace maid held a copper ladle (water ladle for hand washing) and poured water down to wash his hands without being polite at all.

Ying Zheng nodded and smiled: "This is so good!"

"Brother Wang, have you received any gold-healing juice recently?"

Ying Zheng is well aware that children will have a rebellious mentality after studying for a long time and need to be channeled and resolved.

Therefore, after teaching all night, Ying Zheng did not seize the time to continue teaching, but took the initiative to lead the topic to the areas that Ying Chengyu was interested in.

As expected, when the golden juice was mentioned, Ying Cheng started talking with excitement: "We haven't even finished the first batch of fertilizer yet, and we haven't gone to the fields to verify it, so I can't say whether I can succeed."

"But according to my judgment, my direction is not wrong."

"As long as you continue to invest manpower, material resources and time, I will definitely succeed!"

"Speaking of which, there is one more thing I need to ask for help from my elder brother when I enter the palace this time!"

Ying Zheng asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

Ying Chengxuan said seriously: "I found that the golden juice of the savages and servants who can only eat corn and vegetables does not behave the same as the golden juice of the people in the Chang'an Lord's Mansion who can always eat meat and fish."

"Although at present, the performance of the two is only in the temperature during retting, I believe that the effects of the two after retting will also be different."

"Although there are not many people who can eat meat and fish regularly, and the golden juice is difficult to use, I think it still needs to be verified to confirm that the difference between the two is due to food and not anything else."

"So I want to expand the scope of collecting golden juice."

"There are more than 60,000 concubines, eunuchs, eunuchs and eunuchs in Xianyang Palace, and they produce a lot of gold juice every day."

"I would like to ask Brother Nai to help me with some golden juice!"

After saying the request, Ying Chengyu felt relaxed. He scooped up two spoonfuls of minced venison marinated in soy sauce and sprinkled it into the corn porridge. He picked up the porridge and poured it into his mouth.

However, Ying Chengyu was enjoying the meal, but Ying Zheng couldn't stomach the bowl of corn-sauce meat porridge made of finely pounded corn and sauced venison in front of him.

As we all know, corn husks cannot be digested by humans. What they eat is what they are when they are excreted. In addition, the color of the meat...

It’s his mother’s fault!

I shouldn't mention that golden juice while eating!
Ying Zheng said calmly: "Since Brother Wang has what he needs, how can Brother Nai deny it?"

"The gold juice in the palace is useless."

"Brother Wang, just go to the Young Mansion to get it."

Ying Chengyu put down the empty copper bowl and grinned: "Thank you, brother!"

Reaching out and grabbing another deer leg, Ying Chengyu advised, "Brother, you should eat it too!"

Ying Zheng forced a smile: "Well, eat, eat."

During the morning meal, Ying Chengyu ate a lot. He almost ate one and a half venison legs and three bowls of corn paste meat porridge.

But Ying Zheng tasted nothing.

Can't eat it!
I can’t eat it at all!
(End of this chapter)