"Why don't you believe it yet?"
At the foot of the Taiqian Palace steps, Han You was sitting on a bench with his legs crossed and he was very impatient.
The old eunuch and the six guards had no patience anymore. If nothing else, just because of Han You's arrogance, they couldn't wait to give him a good beating.
They had seen people who were beaten with canes before, too many times, but this was the first time they had seen someone like Han You.
It's not that Han You is a bitch, he's just thinking about it.
How could he not know that he should keep a low profile when he comes to the palace? Let alone the emperor's chamberlain, he is just an ordinary guard. If he can't be provoked, don't provoke him.
But just now Mr. Wen had already revealed a meaning behind his words. This beating was definitely inevitable, not because of anything else but because of his youth.
If you are young, you cannot be a teacher, let alone a teacher in a royal palace!
Han You had already explained that it was the young prince who hired him as a teacher, not him.
The old eunuch thought Han You was stupid and naive.
Tianjia, you can’t be wrong, you can’t be wrong, you will never be wrong, the only one who is wrong is you, why would the prince choose you instead of someone else, so you must be punished.
Han You asked again if this matter would implicate his father. The old eunuch gave an extremely positive answer, no. The emperor never does such "implicate" things, at least not now. Whose fault is the punishment? Who can be said to have clear rewards and punishments, and pays most attention to three things: unfair, unfair, and fucking unfair.
After hearing this, Han You no longer cared.
The old eunuch was very sure that he would start with ten sticks. No matter how the young prince interceded, he would have at least ten sticks.
So after ten sticks, you will basically be disabled. Whether you can walk after recuperating and getting out of bed depends on luck.
Han You thought about it, if he was really disabled, or even his legs were useless, what would be the difference between that and death? Anyway, it wouldn't hurt his father, so go to hell with him, do whatever you want.
Waiting left and right, Zhang Zhuo finally arrived.
The old eunuch was so excited that he asked first before Zhang Zhuo came over: "How many sticks will you give me?"
Zhang Zhuo ran up to him and said, "Your Majesty summons Young Master Han to enter the palace."
The old eunuch became even more excited: "The emperor will fight him personally?"
"Test your school knowledge."
"Test your knowledge in school?" The old eunuch said with a disappointed look on his face: "It's not too late to give him a beating first and then take the exam in school."
Han You: "..."
The old eunuch refused to give up: "Then after the school entrance examination is over, can I still fight?"
The six guards also looked expectantly.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Han You stood up and laughed: "I can't let you rejoice in vain. When we leave the palace later, I'll let you vent your anger with a stick. Just one stick. You can't. Work harder.”
After finishing speaking, Han You couldn't wait to pull Zhang Zhuo up the steps.
A group of guards cursed and cursed, extremely disappointed.
Only Eunuch Wen flicked his fly whisk and looked at Han You's back: "He is a brave little guy. I hope he can pass His Majesty's test."
A guard couldn't help but ask: "Eunuch Wen admires this boy?"
The old eunuch smiled slightly: "I can't say I appreciate it. I just know that this man has a clear conscience. If he was guilty, how could he be so calm and calm? Or, he is a bold and reckless person. Let your Majesty deal with it."
Han You ran up the steps quickly. As he ran, he asked in a low voice: "What is the situation? What does the emperor mean?"
Zhang Zhuo: "I can't say."
"What do you mean you can't speak?"
"The Emperor said he couldn't tell. He couldn't say that His Majesty Long Yan was furious. He couldn't say that the Emperor knew about what happened in Beishi, knew about the beatings in the brothel, and knew that His Majesty was deliberately being cunning... and wanted to test your knowledge."
Han You stopped and raised his hands towards Zhang Zhuo: "Thank you very much."
"Aren't you worried?"
"Worried, but thank you for not delaying."
Zhang Zhuo sighed: "I know that you are not a bad person, so I hope you will be blessed. If you pass your majesty's test, the young master will surely prosper."
"I'd like to lend you some good words."
The two continued to run upward, and Zhang Zhuoyan briefly explained the rules: kneel down when entering, answer whatever you ask, and don't look up to peek at the emperor, etc.
When they arrived outside the main hall, Zhang Zhuo shouted "Han You, bring me here" before they both entered.
Han You lowered his head and walked quickly to the middle of the hall. When he saw Zhang Zhuo, he stopped and knelt down without saying a word.
Kneeling on the ground, Han You felt no psychological burden at all.
What about kneeling down to the sky and kneeling down to your parents, what about having gold under your knees, and what kind of arrogance you have as a time traveler, these words cannot be said to be farts, they can only be said to be the discharge of nitrogen, hydrogen, carbon dioxide and other gases.
It is useless to return time-travelers, even aliens. When meeting the Emperor, you must kneel down when you should, because the Emperor is the master and the king and father of all people in the world.
If you don’t want to kneel, that’s fine. Let’s laugh loudly. Kneel at the top, kneel at the top, kneel at the bottom, kneel at the ground, and kneel to your parents in the middle. I am proud, I am very proud.
If you do this, it will definitely arouse the emperor's strong interest, curiosity, extremely curiosity, wondering whether this guy has a stronger neck or a longer sword, and then... nothing more.
"Pingshen." The emperor's voice was extremely majestic: "Raise your head."
Han You quickly stood up and looked at the emperor.
Their eyes met, the air was dangerous and anxious, the emperor smiled, but his smile was superficial, and Han You's heart skipped a beat.
"What a young and handsome man. Come forward and let me take a good look at this famous person in the capital."
Han You's heart froze. He heard that this was hurting him, but he could only walk over quickly, with a respectful look on his face.
Arriving in front of the imperial case, the emperor spoke again.
"I heard that you are good at poetry and painting?"
Han You was dumbfounded. It's true that I like to brag, but I have never said such things. I can plagiarize a few poems. The problem is that I have never understood such things as painting.
"I asked you a question, why didn't you answer it?"
"Students are scared, students... students can't draw."
"That's how good poetry and lyrics are."
"student…"
"Okay." Before Han You finished speaking, the emperor pointed to the paper film on the table: "The thing that King You is not good at is composing poetry. You are a teacher, so teach King You well in front of me and teach me. How does this young boy compose poetry?"
Han You was dumbfounded again.
Isn't this script wrong? Logically speaking, the emperor should let himself compose poems, and then he would casually compose dozens of masterpieces. The emperor's face was shocked and he looked like he was thirsty for talents, so he should make himself the emperor on the spot.
He can compose poetry, but this is nothing more than plagiarism, but teaching others to compose poetry is nonsense.
This is also the "treacherous" part of the emperor. It can be heard from the Three Character Classic that Han You is talented and learned. If you want to make things difficult for him, you can't let him write poetry. Instead, let him take classes and let him teach Zhou Yan on the spot.
Han You was not a fool either. He glanced at Zhou Yan with a bitter look on his face and already guessed what was going on. It seemed that this boy was really not good at writing poems.
The difficulty level was originally 8.5, but the emperor added another sentence: "I won't embarrass you. This poem needs someone, a scene, spring and summer, autumn and winter, heaven and earth. Please teach it, I am all ears." "
Han You's forehead was covered in sweat and he couldn't say a word.
The emperor looked at Han You with a trace of disdain in his eyes. The person I want to punish has never escaped by chance, ha!
Zhou Yan knew that he couldn't escape today, so he could only salute Han You: "Please sir, teach me."
Han You sighed deeply: "Your Majesty, the students are not very talented and have little knowledge..."
The emperor's face darkened, and he interrupted: "You can't even teach poetry. Could it be that you are a straw bag? If you are a straw bag, you are deceiving the world and stealing your reputation. If you are deceiving the world and stealing your reputation, you are deceiving King You, and you are deceiving King You... You, Han You, are you brave enough to eat a bear's heart and a leopard?" , come here, take out the staff..."
Before he finished speaking, Han You suddenly patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder and spoke loudly.
"The four seasons begin with spring. If Your Highness wants to write about spring, you can't just write about spring. You have to write about the drizzle, the ripples on the riverside, the white walls and black tiles after the rain on sunny days, the green grass on the courtyard wall, the tide of the spring river, and the The mountains are hazy and misty after the rain…”
