I Just Won’t Play by the Book

　　海时, Yuxiu Palace.

　　 Lin Miaoyi stood by the lotus pond and looked up at the starry sky. The expression on her face was sometimes tense, sometimes panic, and sometimes expectant, which was very complicated.

　　 "咚, 咚!" "咚, 咚!"

　　 "Haiyan Heqing! Singing and dancing are rising~"

　　 Listening to the shouts of the guards in the palace, a woman in a red palace dress behind Lin Miaoyi spoke: "Sister, it's going to be the second clock, do you think the emperor will summon us today."

　　 Lin Miaoyi lowered her head, turned around gracefully to look at the woman and said, "How can we guess the emperor's mind?"

Looking around, seeing the **** who was not on patrol passing by, the palace-dressed woman approached Lin Miaoyi's ear and whispered: "I think the emperor had an interesting expression when he saw her sister today. I guess the emperor will call her to go to bed. of."

　　 Lin Miaoyi shook her head: "Hugh is so nonsense, be careful of being heard, don't dare to criticize the emperor."

　　 "Yes~" The palace girl responded, but soon said anxiously: "Sister, if the emperor doesn't like us...what will happen to us?"

　　 Lin Miaoyi shook her head and replied: "Don't think about it so much, just wait with peace of mind."

　　 Lin Miaoyi couldn't help sighing in her heart, remembering the eyes of the emperor looking at her in the afternoon. There was a meaning of appreciation but no desire, just like a young man who admired a piece of beautiful jade.

　　If it were to change to normal, Lin Miaoyi would like this look very much. She likes this feeling, but now she is not qualified to expect such feelings. If the emperor doesn't like them, the things they have to face may be very scary.

　　 Suddenly, Lin Miaoyi once again looked at the dazzling starry sky, trying to let the beautiful scenery suppress the anxiety in her heart.

　　 On the other side, in the Hall of Meditation, Jiang Beiran sat on the dragon chair reading a book of Xin Ci.

Jiang Beiran likes to read books when he has nothing to do, but he usually reads books such as formations, medical classics, and literature, and is not interested in history or governance. Of course, books related to the latter are generally not available. That's it.

But now in this meditation hall, these two types of books that he does not usually read account for the vast majority. At first, he was still a little lacking in interest, but after reading a few books, the catalog alone made him think of these books. It's actually quite interesting.

　　 For example, the "Book of Xin Ci" in his hand was written by a prime minister named Xin Ci, but he is not the prime minister of Sheng Guo, but a dynasty that has passed away.

　　 A lot of his theories about "controlling the people" were written in this book. Some made Jiang Beiran feel quite amazing, and some made him very angry.

　　 For example, in the article "The Weak People", there is a way of restraining the people called "Weak to the strong, traitors to control the good".

　　 To put it simply, if the king uses the strong to attack the weak, then the rest of the country will be the strong, but if the weak to attack the strong, then the strong will be destroyed.

And what Xin Ci advocates is to attack the strong with the weak, because if this is to allow the strong to attack the weak, the last strong will be difficult for the ruler to deal with, but the court will be weak. Up.

　　 So it's better to mobilize the weak to remove the strong. What is left is the group of dwarfs, and the court is naturally able to deal with them.

　　 Killing talents, leaving the foolish people, and the survival of the fittest, the survival of the fittest is indeed convenient for the rulers to manage, but this country has become a stagnant water.

　　 If the article of [Weak People] only reaches [Weak to Strong], Jiang Beiran can still think that this is a choice of the emperor, but the latter [Use Trait to Control the Good] is really disgusting.

In the article 　　, it is described that if the good people rule the traitorous people, the country will be chaotic, and if the traitorous people rule the good people, the country will prosper.

　　 The principle is also very simple. Let the bully representing the traitorous people come to dominate one side. If the people can train the people to tolerate such bullies, they will naturally be able to endure the rule of imperial power.

　　 Therefore, the rogue land ruffian is the first line of defense for the full-time imperial power.

　　 ‘Damn, this Xin Cisheng’s son is definitely not...’

　　 With a sigh of relief, Jiang Beiran saw this "Book of Xin Ci" to the end. After all, knowing oneself and the enemy can be a hundred battles. If you want to change a country, you must first understand how this country became like this.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 Putting down the book, Jiang Beiran suddenly jumped out of his mind.

I opened the history and found that there is no age in this history. The words "Benevolence, Righteousness and Morality" are written on every skewed page, but I can't sleep anyway. I watched it carefully in the middle of the night and then I could see the words in the letters Here, there are two characters written in the book as'cannibalism'! "

　　 This dominance is really full of darkness and oppression, making Jiang Beiran a little nauseous.

　　 Putting down the book, Jiang Beiran rubbed the bridge of his nose, and a feeling of successor came to his heart.

　　 "Jiang...No, the emperor...the emperor."

　　 Just as Jiang Beiran closed her eyes to rest, Mu Yao who was next to her suddenly spoke.

　　 "What's the matter?" Jiang Beiran asked with his eyes closed.

　　 "Can you send me something to do, I don't want to waste time like this."

In the words, Jiang Beiran could hear that Mu Yao’s temperament had been polished a lot. Although there were some stars in the words and he did not want to call herself a slave, Jiang Beiran did not plan to force her to this point. After all, although other people's father gave the privilege, but the bullying is too bad, I don't know if the privilege is good.

　　 So Jiang Beiran opened his eyes and asked, "Have you ever read a private school?"

　　 "Naturally read it." Mu Yao replied.

　　 "Have you studied the Eight Departments?"

　　 The status of these eight general studies is similar to that of the Four Books and Five Classics. They have significant and far-reaching influences in ideology, academics, and culture. They are must-read books for students.

　　 But Mu Yao is a cultivator. The so-called reading of the cultivator is really just to recognize words, in order to understand those peerless martial arts and mysterious mental methods.

　　 That's why Jiang Beiran asked about such a round.

　　 "I have studied, and I have also read Mingxue, Tongli, and Wenrong."

　　 "Oh?" Jiang Beiran was a little surprised after hearing this, and changed his views on Mu Yao.

　　 So he beckoned to Mu Yao: "Come here."

　　 At this moment, Jiang Beiran was wearing an imperial robe and sitting on the dragon chair, and this was his bedroom again. This beckon, within a few words, made Mu Yao instinctively want to raise her hand to protect her chest.

　　‘No...it’s wrong! I'm afraid of him! It's just a mere practice of aura, if he really dares to mess around, see if I don't interrupt his hand! Correct! I was to prove that I was not afraid of him, so I agreed to him. ’

　　 convinced herself in her heart, Mu Yao stepped forward to Jiang Beiran.

　　 pushed the candlestick forward, Jiang Beiran asked, "Why did you learn this?"

　　 "I can learn whatever I want." Mu Yao replied.

　　 "Oh, that's it." Jiang Beiran said and moved the candlestick back, "Then you continue to go back and stand."

　　 "???"

　　 Mu Yao, who was full of doubts, instinctively stretched out her hand to pull the candlestick back, but she saw Jiang Beiran glance at her.

　　 Mu Yao, who was glanced at, immediately stopped her hand, and even her body froze.

　　‘Why does he have this kind of aura...it’s almost...just like the big dad. ’

　　 Thinking of the previous sentence, "If you dare to commit the crime again, I will make you a long memory." Mu Yao immediately retracted her hand and stood up straight.

　　‘I...I’m not going to suffer from immediate loss, huh! Don't suffer from immediate losses! ’

　　 Taking a deep breath, Mu Yao looked at Jiang Beiran who had set up the candlestick again and said, "Emperor...Emperor, did I say something wrong?"

　　 Jiang Beiran picked up a book again and replied: "I don't like listening to nonsense."

　　 "Understood, I will answer well next time."

　　 But after Mu Yao finished speaking, she found that Jiang Beiran had opened the book and read it, and she didn't mean to continue asking her.

　　 This makes Mu Yao anxious. She has been standing next to her for a long time, she doesn't want to waste time like this.

　　 can face Jiang Beiran, but she dare not attack at all.

　　‘I’m not afraid of him, I’m afraid of Dad! ’

　　 convinced herself in her heart, Mu Yao rubbed her hands hard, and said: "Emperor...Emperor, what should I do, you can give me another chance."

　　 Jiang Beiran then put down the book, looked at Mu Yao and said, "When you ask for help, please say please."

　　 rubbed her hands harder twice, Mu Yao said with all her strength, "Please... please give me another chance, the emperor, I will answer this time."

　　 Jiang Beiran nodded in satisfaction, and pushed the candlestick back to Mu Yao and said, "Let's talk."

　　 "It was my father who taught me... He said that being a human being, even if he did hundreds of good deeds, would not change the world. Only by truly understanding the truth of this world can people be saved."

　　 Hearing this, Jiang Beiran realized that Yin Jianghong had forced this stupid girl into the palace and it was not just a mess, and he also understood why Yin Jianghong had told him Mu Yao's life experience before.

　　 "You have ideals, so you want to use your knowledge after the demon cult takes control of Shengguo?"

　　 "I, I didn't think about..." Halfway through the conversation, Mu Yao changed her words again: "Well, I think so."

　　 "Very good, then this opportunity comes in advance, this palace is the best place for you to display your talents."

　　 Muyao murmured after listening: "Daddy just asked me to be a female officer...what can I learn?"

　　 Jiang Beiran laughed after listening, "Do you know the name of the prime minister?"

　　 Seeing Mu Yao's expression a little confused, Jiang Beiran shouted to the **** next to him: "Pen and ink serve."

"Yes."

　　 The **** was very agile, and instantly put the four treasures of the study on the book and rubbed the ink.

　　 Jiang Beiran sniffed his nose and said: "I don't like to use oil fume ink when writing, so I will exchange it for Songyan ink."

　　 The **** quickly knelt on the ground in fright and said, "The little one doesn't know what your Majesty likes, the little one damn, the little one damn."

　　 Seeing that the **** was scared to the point of dispersing his soul, Jiang Beiran didn't know whether he was acting terribly, or the previous Deng Bo left them too deep a psychological shadow.

　　 "Whoever doesn't know is not guilty, just write it down this time, get up."

　　 "Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty! The younger one is going to get Songyanmo."

　　 kowtow while retreating.

　　 Muyao glanced at the eunuch, thinking that it was really terrible to serve the emperor.

　　 But think about herself again. Although she is not as humble as the eunuch, she is pitiful enough when she meets a decent disciple on weekdays.

'Daddy really punished so badly this time...but I also blamed myself for committing such a big mistake. If it weren't for the big daddy to rescue me then, I would definitely hurt the big cause of the big daddy, then I really wanted Sinners through the ages. ’

　　 But when she thought of that incident, Mu Yao couldn't help but think of what Dad said afterwards.

　　‘There is someone else who saved me, but Dad doesn’t know who he is... But it’s impossible. Even Dad couldn’t find me at that time. Could there be anyone in Fengzhou who is better than Dad? Hmm... No matter what you think, Dad lied to me, but why did he lie to me...’

　　 While Mu Yao was thinking, the **** had helped Jiang Beiran polish the ink again.

　　 Rolling up his sleeves, Jiang Beiran dipped his brush in ink and then wrote four characters on the rice paper.

　　 Mu Yao, who had recovered from her senses at the same time, immediately looked at the paper.

　　‘The characters he wrote seem to be better than last time...’

Looking at the words "women" on the rice paper, Mu Yao couldn't help feeling in her heart. The last time she went to investigate the Huang Gang together, she had seen how beautiful Jiang Beiran's characters were on the way. Now only half a year has passed and he has become more diligent. .

　　Even the **** on the side could not help but flatter, "Your Majesty, your word is truly the best in the world, no book sage, book crazy, it's not worthy of you in front of you."

　　 Jiang Beiran didn't respond either, and wrote down the words of the prime minister.

　　 "This is the heroine prime minister I just mentioned. Can you understand what it means?" Jiang Beiran put the pen back on the pen holder and asked.

　　 Muyao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "You can understand, where is this word?"

　　 "In a book you have never read."

　　 "It's because of my superficial knowledge, who did this heroine prime minister describe?"

　　 When she saw these four words, there was a rush of heat in Mu Yao's chest for no reason. It can be said that she likes these four words very much from the heart.

　　 "Shangguan Wan'er, her position is the female officer you just dismissed."

　　 "Female officer!?" Mu Yao exclaimed, "But I have never heard of her name."

"There are so many things you don't know. This Shangguan Wan'er not only controls the court, but also shines in the literary world. If you perform well enough, I can give the book that records her legend. You bring ~www.ltnovel.com~ I will do well, I will do well."

　　 Muyao blurted out, she really wanted to know this strange woman too much.

　　 "Well, so don't look down on female officials. There are many things that court officials can't do, but female officials do."

　　 Jiang Beiran suddenly felt a little hungry after speaking, and said to the **** next to him: "Can I eat?"

　　 "Naturally, what your majesty wants to eat, I will immediately let the Imperial Dining Room do it."

　　 "Make some red bean soup, if it is..."

"boom!"

　　Jiang Beiran's voice just fell, there was a sudden crash on the second floor.

　　 Muyao blurted out, she really wanted to know this strange woman too much.

　　 "Well, so don't look down on female officials. There are many things that court officials can't do, but female officials do."

　　 Jiang Beiran suddenly felt a little hungry after speaking, and said to the **** next to him: "Can I eat?"

　　 "Naturally, what your majesty wants to eat, I will immediately let the Imperial Dining Room do it."

　　 "Make some red bean soup, if it is..."

"boom!"

　　Jiang Beiran's voice just fell, there was a sudden crash on the second floor.

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