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Chapter 172 Extra Story ② · Brain Pain, Brain Pain

At dusk, the Heavenly Emperor and the Empress went to the Wenhua Hall together to pick up the little ones.Asking Tao Ruo to take them back first, the Emperor of Heaven specially stayed for a while, and asked Wenqu Xingjun: "These children are still honest, have they studied hard?"

"Your Majesty." Wenqu Xingjun said a little excitedly. "It's nothing more than Xiaoliu, your highness is simply a genius in the sky! You have a good memory, you can understand everything, and you can draw inferences from one point to another. You are simply the smartest person I have ever seen in my life. To have such a crown prince is really the best in my heaven." Fu!"

The Emperor of Heaven smiled slightly: "It's so good. It's a blessing for me to have a Qing family like Lord Xing!"

After taking over his live broadcast system, he can still be so happy, really, that's great!Touching!Great loyal minister!

However, after a few days, Mr. Wenqu Xing realized that he was wrong, and it was very wrong.

It is true that His Royal Highness is very smart, but...he seems to have a special skill.

Taibai Jinxing has fallen in love with writing poetry recently, and today he wrote a new poem, which I asked Wenqu Xingjun to comment on.

Wenqu Xingjun read it carefully and then fell silent.This is really a nonsense doggerel, and it is very difficult to even find a point to praise.But Taibai Jinxing is the elder of the Heaven Realm after all, so he can't tell the truth, it's too embarrassing for him.Just thinking about how to make a tactful evaluation, I suddenly heard a crisp voice next to me say: "What kind of poem is this, it doesn't make sense!"

Both Wenqu Xingjun and Taibai Jinxing were taken aback, and turned to look at the little boy standing aside.With pink face and bright eyes, brocade clothes and jade robe, wearing a small jade crown, he is a miniature version of the Emperor of Heaven, even with the same cold and serious temperament.

"Your Highness, can you understand poetry?" Taibai Jinxing asked with a smile.The implication is, you little brat, do you understand poetry?Can you understand such incisive and wonderful poems I wrote?Don't blind BB if you don't understand!

Tianxian said seriously: "This poem is nonsense, my wife said it. I can't even find a word worthy of praise."

"..." Taibai Jinxing looked at Wenqu Xingjun, his old face was a little uneasy, and as soon as he received the poem manuscript, he turned and left.

"Hey, Senior Taibai, Senior Taibai..." Wenqu Xingjun rushed out to explain.

Fairy Chang'e also likes to recite poems and write poems recently, and wrote some poems about autumn night thoughts, and I invite Wenqu Xingjun to taste them.

Wenqu Xingjun looked at it and fell silent again.Turning around, he saw Tiansong standing aside again, and he was horrified, with a sense of foreboding.

"Master, are you afraid?" Tiansong said with a serious face as always. "Sister Chang'e is so kind, even if you say she's an embroidered pillow, she won't be angry."

Wenqu Xingjun's expression changed.

Fairy Chang'e was a little confused, so she asked, "What do you mean?"

"Master said, these poems written by the fairy are all written by mortal poets. They either changed the characters or copied them directly. He said that you are an embroidered pillow..."

Wenqu Xingjun quickly covered Tianshou's mouth, picked him up, and ran away.

This little ancestor can't be allowed to talk any more. If he continues talking, the boat of friendship between him and his poet friends and literary friends will all capsize!

Can not afford to hurt ah!

"Your Majesty." Wenqu Xingjun sent the sky back to the Heavenly Emperor. "Your Majesty is a genius in the sky, and the little fairy has little knowledge. There is nothing to teach your Majesty. Please ask your Majesty to find someone else."

The Emperor of Heaven signaled Yaoguang to take Tiansong down first.Just kidding, the person who is most afraid of this little dragon cub is him, okay?Let this little brat stay here for a while, and tell him that he actually sent it to Wenqu Xingjun on purpose to bring trouble to the east, so that's okay? !Wenqu Xingjun, why not fight with him? !He also counted on Wenqu Xingjun to help him relieve his worries!

"Why did Xingjun say this? Looking at the entire heaven, who else can be above Xingjun in terms of knowledge and essays? If Xingjun resigns from teaching, he will give it to us that day... Our heir of the heaven will not be taught. Let it develop freely? It is related to the future of the heavens, so I hope Xingjun thinks twice!"

Wenqu Xingjun sighed helplessly, he also wanted to teach Chujun well!But in this situation, if he continues to teach, the future of the heaven is preserved, and his life will be difficult today!

The Emperor of Heaven looked at Wenqu Xingjun's expression, and asked with concern: "What's the matter, wasn't it good a few days ago, and started to be naughty today? Or did you say something inappropriate?"

Wenqu Xingjun then talked about what happened in the past two days, and at the end he hesitated and added a sentence: "Your Majesty, forgive Xiaoxian for speaking bluntly, isn't your highness the art of peeking into the heart?"

The Emperor of Heaven immediately asked back: "...You mean, those inappropriate words bestowed by heaven are all in your mind?"

"Um, this..." Wenqu Xingjun was so regretful, didn't he shoot himself in the foot?Does he admit it, or not? !

The Emperor of Heaven explained: "I just have this question, and I don't mean to criticize Lord Xing. Before this seat, I did have doubts about some of the things that Tianshou sometimes said. Now that Lord Xing has mentioned this point, It's a bit enlightening. If this is the case, then Xingjun really can't refuse the duty of teaching the gift of heaven..."

"Your Majesty, this..." Wenqu Xingjun was very embarrassed!I am also very regretful, why did he ask one more question with his mouth!Speaking of which, now that he knows such a big secret of His Royal Highness, how can he get out of it unscathed!
"Tianxian is still young and doesn't know how to control his words. If he goes out like this, he will easily offend others. Mr. Xing is a good-tempered person, and he is loyal to the heavens, so he came here truthfully. If you encounter someone with a vicious mind , wouldn’t Heaven’s gift be in danger!”

"How about this..." The Emperor of Heaven pretended to think deeply and said. "I'll choose another place and set it up as a school. Xingjun comes to the school every day to teach, and during the teaching period, no one is allowed to visit. Will this solve Xingjun's worries?"

When Mr. Wenqu Xing heard it, yes, without friends coming to visit, there would be no such moths!After all, when he was teaching, he was still very attentive and rigorous, and he would never think wildly.

"It's not bad..."

As soon as Wenqu Xingjun let go, the Emperor of Heaven immediately made a decision: "Then it will be in Wenchang Pavilion. The time is still the old time."

There is no other way, Wenqu Xingjun can only take orders.

After stabilizing Wenqu Xingjun and successfully throwing out this disaster for a long time, the Emperor of Heaven finally felt relieved.

It's just that the good times don't last long.

Within a few days, Tao Ruo said to the Emperor of Heaven: "These days, Zeng'er has learned a lot from Wenqu Xingjun, and he looks calmer. However, we must cultivate both civil and martial arts. You can’t just study literature and not practice martial arts! Since Your Majesty has invited Wenqu Xingjun to teach your son to learn Wen, why not ask Wuqu Xingjun to teach your son to practice martial arts?”

The smile on the Emperor's face gradually froze.Does she know how difficult it is to hold onto a Wenqu Xingjun? !

"What's the matter, does Your Majesty feel bad?" Tao Ruo asked.

"No... okay, okay." The Emperor of Heaven smiled awkwardly.Wu Qu Xingjun is a straightforward person, so it shouldn't be a big problem, right?
Tao Ruo said again: "By the way, there are also rituals, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and numbering, and they must not be left behind..."

The Emperor of Heaven had no choice but to help his forehead, his brain hurts!
(End of this chapter)