I Just Won’t Play by the Book

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Hai Shi, Yuxiu Palace.

Lin Miaoyi stood by the lotus pond and looked up at the starry sky. The expression on her face was sometimes nervous, sometimes flustered, and sometimes looking forward, which was very complicated.

"Boom, boom!" "Boom, boom!"

"Haiyan Heqing! Singing and dancing are peaceful~"

Listening to the shouts of the watchmen in the palace, a woman in a red palace uniform behind Lin Miaoyi said, "Sister, it's the second watch, do you think the emperor will summon us today?"

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

Looking around, seeing the eunuchs who were not patrolling passing by, the woman in palace attire leaned into Lin Miaoyi's ear and whispered, "I see that the emperor's expression is very interesting when he sees my sister today, I guess the emperor will call my sister to serve the bed. of."

Lin Miaoyi shook her head: "Don't talk nonsense, be careful if someone listens, but you don't dare to criticize the emperor."

"Yes~" The woman in the palace dress responded, but quickly said worriedly: "Sister, if the emperor doesn't like us... what will we do?"

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

After Lin Miaoyi finished speaking, she couldn't help but sighed in her heart, thinking of the look in the emperor's eyes when she looked at her in the afternoon, which meant appreciation, but no desire, just like a graceful son who admires a piece of beautiful jade.

If it was normal, Lin Miaoyi would like this kind of gaze very much, she likes this kind of feeling, but now she has no right to expect such kind of feelings, if the emperor doesn't like them, the things they will face may be very terrifying.

Uneasy, Lin Miaoyi looked at the dazzling starry sky again, trying to let this beautiful scenery suppress her uneasiness.

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

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

But now in this meditation hall, these two types of books that he doesn't usually read account for the vast majority. At first, he was a little bit lacking in interest, but after reading a few books, the catalogue alone made him feel that these kinds of 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 was not the prime minister of Shengguo, but a dynasty that had passed away.

In this book, he wrote a lot of his theories on "controlling the people", some of which made Jiang Beiran feel quite astonished, and some made him very angry.

For example, in the article "Weak People", there is a method of controlling the people called "Use the weak to get rid of the strong, and use the traitor to control the good".

To put it simply, if the king uses the strong people to attack the weak people, then all that remains in the country will be strong people, but if the weak people attack the strong people, then the strong people will be wiped out.

And what Xin Ci advocates is to use the weak people to attack the strong people, because if the strong people are to attack the weak people, the strong people left in the end will make it difficult for the rulers to deal with, but will make the court weak. .

Therefore, it is better to mobilize the weak people to eliminate the strong people, then the rest is a group of dwarfs, and the court will naturally be able to deal with them with ease.

Killing Junjie, keeping the foolish people, and eliminating the fittest to win, it is indeed convenient for the ruler to manage, but the country has become a backwater.

If the [weak people] only goes to [the weak to the strong], then Jiang Beiran can still think that this is a choice of the king, but the latter [use the traitor to control the good] is really disgusting.

The chapter describes that if the good people rule the traitorous people, the country will be in chaos; if the good people are ruled by the good people, the country will be prosperous.

The reason is also very simple. Let the bully representing the traitor dominate one side, and the common people, if you can train the people to endure such a bully, it will naturally be more able to endure the imperial rule.

Therefore, rogues are the first line of defense for full-time imperial power.

'Damn, this Xin Cisheng's son definitely didn't have sex...'

Holding a sigh of relief, Jiang Beiran read the "Book of Xin Ci" to the end. After all, knowing oneself and knowing the enemy can only win a hundred battles. If you want to change a country, you must first understand how the country has become like this.

"call……"

Putting the book down, a sentence suddenly popped out of Jiang Beiran's mind.

I opened up the history and checked it. This history has no chronology. The words "benevolence, righteousness and morality" are written on each page, but I couldn't sleep. Come on, there are two words written all over the book is 'cannibalism'! "

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

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

"Jiang... No, Emperor... Your Majesty."

Just when Jiang Beiran closed his eyes and rested, Mu Yao next to him suddenly spoke up.

"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 has been smoothed out a lot. Although there is still some personality in the words, and he doesn't want to call himself a slave, Jiang Beiran didn't intend to force her to this point, after all Although his father gave him the privilege, he was bullied so badly that he didn't know whether the privilege would be useful or not.

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

"Naturally, I have read it." Mu Yao replied.

"Have you studied the Eight General Schools?"

The status of these eight general studies is similar to that of the Four Books and Five Classics.

It has a significant and far-reaching influence on art and culture, and is a must-read book for students.

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

That's why Jiang Beiran asked this question.

"I have studied it, and I have also read other famous studies, Tongli, and Wenrong."

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

So he waved to Mu Yao and said, "Come here."

At this moment, Jiang Beiran was sitting on the dragon chair wearing the emperor's robe, and this was his bedroom. With this wave, Mu Yao instinctively wanted to raise his hand to protect his chest.

'No... not right! What am I afraid of him! It's just a mere qi practice, if he really dares to mess around, see if I don't interrupt his hand! right! I agreed to him in order to prove that I was not afraid of him. ’

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

Pushing 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 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 such an aura...it's just...just like Big Daddy.' ’

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

'I... I call it no immediate loss, um! Don't take immediate losses! ’

Taking a deep breath, Mu Yao looked at Jiang Beiran who had rearranged the candlestick 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 properly next time."

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

This made Mu Yao anxious. She had been standing beside her for a long time, she didn't want to waste time like this.

But facing Jiang Beiran, she didn't dare to attack at all.

'I'm not afraid of him, I'm afraid of Big Daddy! ’

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

Jiang Beiran just put down the book, looked at Mu Yao and said, "When asking for help, ask for help."

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

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

"It was my daddy who taught me... He said that even if you do hundreds of good things to be a person, you can't change the world. Only by truly understanding the truth of this world can you save all people from misery."

Hearing this, Jiang Beiran found that Yin Jianghong's forcibly stuffing this silly girl into the palace was not just a mess. At the same time, he also understood why Yin Jianghong told him about Mu Yao's life experience before.

"There are ideals, so you want to display your knowledge after the demon sect controls Shengguo?"

"I, I didn't think about it..." Halfway through the sentence, Mu Yao changed her voice and said, "Well, that's what I thought."

"Very good, then this opportunity has come early, and this palace is the best place for you to display your talents."

After hearing this, Mu Yao muttered, "Daddy just made me a female official... I can learn what I can do."

Jiang Beiran smiled and said, "Do you know the name of the female prime minister?"

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

"Yes."

The eunuch's hands and feet were very agile, and in an instant, he put the four treasures of the study on the book, and began to grind ink.

Jiang Beiran sniffed and said, "I don't like to use oil fume ink for writing, so I'll change it to pine smoke ink."

The eunuch was frightened and hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "I don't know what Your Majesty likes, the little one, damn it, damn it."

Seeing the eunuch being so frightened, Jiang Beiran didn't know whether it was because he acted terribly, or whether the previous Deng Bo left a deep psychological shadow on them.

"Those who don't know are not guilty, just write this down, get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty! I'm going to get the pine smoke ink."

After he finished speaking, he kowtowed and stepped back.

Mu Yao glanced at the eunuch, thinking that serving the emperor is really a terrible thing.

But thinking about herself again, although she is not as humble as that eunuch, she is already pitiful enough when she sees decent disciples in peacetime.

'My daddy was really punished this time...but I also blame myself for making such a big mistake. If daddy hadn't come to save me then, I would definitely be implicated in daddy's great cause, then I really want to sinners through the ages. ’

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

'There was someone else who saved me, but the eldest didn't know who he was... But that's impossible, even the eldest couldn't find me at that time. Could there be someone in Fengzhou who is more powerful than the eldest? Um... No matter what you think, Big Daddy is lying to me, but why did he lie to me...'

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

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

At the same time, Mu Yao, who had recovered, immediately looked at the paper.

'His handwriting seems to be better than the last time...'

Looking at the word "women" on the rice paper, Mu Yao couldn't help sighing in her heart. When she went to investigate the Huang Gang together last time, she had seen how beautiful Jiang Beiran's words were on the way. .

Even the eunuch on the side couldn't help but flatter him and said, "Your Majesty, your word is truly unique in the world. What kind of calligrapher or book madman is worthless in front of you."

Jiang Beiran didn't pay any attention, and wrote down the words "Prime Minister" in one breath.

"This is the female prime minister I said just now, can you understand what it means?" Jiang Beiran asked as he put the pen back on the pen stand.

Mu Yao was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I can understand, where is the word?"

"In books you haven't read."

"It's my knowledge that I'm superficial. May I ask which thing this female prime minister described?"

When she saw these four words, a heat flowed up in Mu Yao's chest for no reason. It can be said that she liked these four words very much from the bottom of her heart.

"Shangguan Wan'er, her position is the female official you disdained just now."

"Female official!?" Mu Yao exclaimed, "But I've never heard of her name."

"There are a lot of things you don't know. This Shangguan Wan'er is not only in charge of the imperial court, but also shines in the literary world. If you do well enough, I can give the book that records her legend to her. You bring it."

"I must do well, I must do well."

Mu Yao blurted out that she really wanted to know about this strange woman.

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

After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he suddenly felt a little hungry, so he said to the eunuch next to him, "Is there anything to eat?"

"Of course there is. Whatever your majesty wants to eat, I will immediately ask the imperial kitchen to do it."

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

"boom!"

As soon as Jiang Beiran's voice fell, there was a sudden crashing sound from the second floor, as if something had hit.

When the eunuch heard this, he hurriedly shouted, "Escort! Escort!!!"

Jiang Beiran shouted: "What are you protecting, go out and let those guards not come in."

"Yes! The slaves should die, the slaves obey." The eunuch immediately ran out after hearing Jiang Beiran's unhappy tone.

After all, even if the guards in the palace are just ordinary people, it is not enough for Mu Yao to kill him alone. This escort is meaningless.

And when the "bang" sounded, Jiang Beiran sensed it with his mental power, and couldn't help showing a dumbfounded expression.

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