The villain prince is three and a half years old

Ning Yuanzhong pretended not to hear, holding a book with his feet on the table, looking very presumptuous.

Qi Ruhai turned his gaze to Ning Wenhuan again.

Ning Wenhuan snorted coldly, stood up abruptly, picked up his schoolbag, and strode out the door.

Qi Ruhai looked at it in embarrassment.

Ning Wenhuan turned his head as he walked past Qi Ruhai, passing by the door. Ten years younger than Qi Ruhai, he was shorter, but he stood straight with a fierce gaze, while Qi Ruhai bent over, his eyes evasive.

As a result, the short students became more imposing, while the tall teachers became timid.

Ning Wenhuan's eyes were filled with undisguised disgust: "You are unworthy of replacing Master Zhang!"

Qi Ruhai took two steps back and bumped into the door. Ning Wenhuan strode out of the study.

After a few breaths of silence, Qi Ruhai turned his head again and looked at Ning Yuanzhong for help. Ning Yuanzhong didn't say anything, so he looked at Ning Gaoxiang again.

Ning Gaoxiang was admiring his new glass cup.

Qi Ruhai finally looked at Xia Jing.

Xia Jing lowered his head and avoided his gaze, thinking it was outrageous.

How could a student commit a crime and you, as a teacher, be so undecided that you turn to other students for help? And you even don't spare your own four-year-old prince! Do you really expect a four-year-old to help you seek justice?

Although a four-year-old can do it.

Xia Jing did not take any action as he had not yet completed his intelligence gathering.

Qi Ruhai hesitated at the door for a long time, then came back and picked up the book.

Is it time to continue talking about the book now?

Xia Jing understood why Emperor Kangning came to him.

Qi Ruhai looked at the six people left in the room: three princes and three tutors. Ning Wenhuan had a good relationship with the tutors, so after he left, the tutors followed him out of loyalty.

Qi Ruhai sighed, walked to Ning Yuanzhong's desk and started talking about the book.

Ning Yuanzhong treated him as background music and concentrated on reading the book in his hand. Qi Ruhei asked two questions, but got no response from Ning Yuanzhong and stood there awkwardly.

He went to Ning Gaoxiang again and tried to introduce the topic with the knowledge about the glass cup, but his words were so boring that they did not arouse Ning Gaoxiang's interest at all.

He finally came to Xia Jing.

The youngest prince's homework was the least complicated. He flipped through Xia Jing's calligraphy book, praised the ninth prince's progress, and followed Zhang Zanyu's study plan.

After taking care of the princes, he started to check the homework of his companions.

After a day of classes, Xia Jing left the study room under Qi Ruhai's gaze and asked Xue Zhaoju to follow him.

After walking a distance, he asked Xue Zhaoju, "How is Mr. Qi's knowledge?"

He couldn't tell Qi Ruhai's level. In his previous life, the ancient Chinese literature courses he saw on the Internet were all written by senior researchers who stood on the shoulders of giants. Their level was already high. But in the Ning Dynasty, the only one he saw was Zhang Zanyu.

To put it simply, the Ninth Prince has only seen those with high levels of skill, not those with low levels, so he is unable to make a judgment.

"It's hard to say." Xue Zhaoju hesitated. "It seems that he is a little worse than Master Zhang. He doesn't explain the path, but he explains it more comprehensively than Master Zhang. When I asked the question just now, Master Zhang gave one answer, but Master Qi gave six answers."

Xia Jing understood. Classical Chinese texts were bound to have different interpretations. Zhang Zanyu would only express the one he believed was correct, while Qi Ruhai would share all interpretations.

Because the concepts discussed are too diverse, it gives people a sense of being unsystematic.

Qi Ruhei's teaching style is just like his personality, indecisive.

"Lord Qi has always been famous in the literary world and has presided over the proofreading of many ancient books. He must be capable, but I just feel that his skills are not very good," Xue Zhaoju added.

Xia Jing thought this was normal. Qi Ruhai, a scholar, certainly didn't have the charisma of Zhang Zanyu, a politician.

But in this era, people studied for the purpose of getting involved in politics, so they looked down on Qi Ruhai.

He stood on tiptoe and patted Xue Zhaoju on the shoulder: "Master Qi's unsystematic teachings will allow you to have your own system, rather than being a Little Master Zhang."

Xue Zhaoju lowered his head, feeling that this sentence was very meaningful.

Just when I figured it out a little, I looked up to ask, but the Ninth Prince had already walked away.

He felt that the Ninth Prince was also very capable, but this ability was not in academics, but in other areas.

……

The very capable Ninth Prince returned to Jingyixuan, took a piece of white paper, asked Yiqiu to grind ink, and figured out how to manage the study.

Since Emperor Kangning had given him the Upper Study, there was no reason for him to refuse. Not only were the princes' study companions important, but Qi Ruhai himself was also quite important.

Those who can teach in the upper study are people whom Emperor Kangning trusts extremely.

He glanced at Qi Ruhai's interface.

[Name: Qi Ruhai]

【Age: 69】

[Identity: Master Chef of the Upper Study]

[Intimacy: 53 (+15)]

The initial intimacy of 53 is just average, and the subsequent +15 is, needless to say, because of the identity of Prince Xia Jing.

Xia Jing thought that this +15 should have been inherited from Emperor Kangning.

No wonder Emperor Kangning employed Qi Ruhai. Although this old man could not control the princes, he was truly loyal and had good knowledge.

As long as he can make up for that shortcoming, Qi Ruhai will be an excellent master chef in the study.

Xia Jing complained about the job title again, making it sound like the head chef of the Shangshufang restaurant. "Go, cook two dishes for the Ninth Prince!"

The key to filling Chef Qi's shortcomings lies in the Ninth Prince.

"Tsk." Xia Jing suddenly thought of an angle and was amused by himself.

"What are you laughing at, young master?" Yi Qiu asked curiously.

"Before I became a father, I had already experienced the feeling of forcing children to study," Xia Jing replied.

Yi Qiu chuckled. She had heard about the study and knew the heavy burden on her young master. She was a little worried, but when she heard this, she almost laughed to death.

Chapter 142 The Ninth Prince Reorganizes the School

"Young Master," Yi Qiu wiped away the tears of laughter, "How about asking the Empress Dowager for help? With the Empress Dowager here, the other princes will definitely not dare to make trouble."

Xia Jing shook his head: "We can't let the Queen Mother go there every day."

However, Yi Qiu's words hit the point of the problem.

If you want others to obey, you must first have the power to intimidate and the ability to impose punishment, just like establishing a country requires first having a violent apparatus.

At that time, Zhang Zanyu dared to beat the princes with a stick and complain to Emperor Kangning. In addition, he had some prestige, so the princes were afraid of him.

Qi Ruhai didn't dare to do so, and couldn't even scold them, so the naughty and rebellious princes ignored him.

Ning Wenhuan, the only one who was not naughty or rebellious and always studied hard, looked down on Qi Ruhai because of his weakness. Thinking of this, Xia Jing realized that Ning Wenhuan was actually a strong admirer!

After a cup of tea of ​​contemplation, Xia Jing wrote down his plan on paper.

——"Little Red Flower".

Although it is a bit strange to implement the modern kindergarten reward and punishment mechanism in the ancient imperial palace, if it is useful in modern times, it will only be more effective in ancient times.

Compared to modern times where all kinds of chicken soup PUA mechanisms are used, ancient times were still a pure land and the ancients had no resistance to this kind of thing.

As for how the red flower mechanism is intimidating, haha, the red flowers can be rewarded or deducted. If the number is deducted to a negative number, you will be transferred to the Yangxin Palace and ask your father to come over!

What’s more serious is that not only will he be transferred to the Yangxin Palace, but a wanted poster will also be hung on the wall outside the study!

The eunuchs, palace maids, and concubines who came and went could all see how disobedient a certain prince was.

Don’t the concubines love to gossip and fight in the palace? This is official black material about the prince!

Of course, not only the disobedient ones will be put on display, but also those who work diligently and conscientiously will be put on display. A portrait will be posted, and a line will be left below for the prince to write his own quotations.

Things like 'Have you ever seen the sun at dawn', 'Today I am proud of the upper study, tomorrow the upper study will be proud of me', 'If Heaven had not given birth to Prince X, the literary world would have been in darkness forever'..., gave the princes a real boost of motivation!

Xia Jing thought about it and continued to add.

The red flower system should also mobilize the enthusiasm of parents. A real big red flower should be awarded every day to the prince who receives the most red flowers, and the flower should be worn in a conspicuous place.

How could a prince not show off to his mother when he got a red flower? If he showed off, hey, that would be the end of it. Those concubines would start staring at their own princes every day. Why don't you have a big red flower today? Prince X next door has gotten so many, how come you don't have any! If you don't get a big red flower again, I, your mother, will be too embarrassed to go out!

The most terrifying thing in the world is a mother's nagging. Xia Jing didn't believe that these princes could remain unmoved.

After finishing writing, Xia Jing picked up the paper, looked at it for a while, and nodded with satisfaction.

However, there was a small problem with the plan.

This is also a reform, a reform of the Shangshufang. The primary problem facing any reform is how to gain initial momentum for implementation.

The difficult part of any policy is the beginning. As long as we get through the beginning, the vested interests will naturally protect the reform. The problem is that the reform has not started and there are no vested interests. At this time, a strong external force is needed.

Xia Jing nodded his head with the tip of the brush, thinking about where to find external force.

Looking for Emperor Kangning? Although it is not impossible, it is better for Emperor Kangning to be a mascot, just like the emperors in previous lives who tried to appear as little as possible. If they appear too much, their influence will be too great, which will be detrimental to the rule of the Ninth Prince.

Xia Jing picked up the pen and wrote down the names of Empress Dowager You, Ning Zhixing, and Ning Shouxu.

Only they can suppress the chaos in the upper study room and ensure the smooth implementation of the little red flower system.

Xia Jing estimated that after three or four days, as long as he gave the three princes big red flowers and let their mothers participate in the Little Red Book system, the pain would be over.

Thinking of this, Xia Jing dropped his pen and paper, called Rendong, and headed straight for the Cining Palace.

The entrance to the Cining Palace was very busy, with many eunuchs and palace maids standing there.

"What happened?" Xia Jing asked Eunuch Xiao Hu.

"Good luck to the Ninth Prince! You're here!" Eunuch Hu turned around and called to the palace maids and eunuchs, "It's just right. Let's welcome the Ninth Prince first."

The palace maids and eunuchs all started to move, standing on both sides of the Cining Gate, with their heads lowered, motionless, like two rows of stone lions.

Eunuch Xiao Hu found a sedan chair and asked four eunuchs to carry Xia Jing on it, then walked out of the door and came back in.

"The Ninth Prince has arrived!" Eunuch Hu shouted, his voice sharp, piercing the gray-blue sky.

"Long live the Ninth Prince." Two rows of palace maids and eunuchs knelt on the ground, their voices loud as a bell, resounding through heaven and earth.

"What does the Ninth Prince think?" Eunuch Hu approached Xia Jing flatteringly.

"Not bad." Xia Jing nodded.

Although I had experienced this kind of welcoming scene when I first went to the Xue family, the Xue family's welcoming team was far less well-trained than that of the Cining Palace.

From the sharp first sound to the second sound when everyone shouted in unison, it was all extremely majestic.

It's about enough to embarrass a person for a whole day.

"Are you preparing to welcome the hostage from Yan State?" Xia Jing thought of that incident.

"Ninth Prince, you are as foresighted as a god." Eunuch Hu gave a thumbs-up. "However, that hostage is not worthy of us servants kneeling. This kneeling is for you, Ninth Prince."

Even though he had conflicts with Eunuch Hu before, Xia Jing couldn't help but sigh that these words were very comforting.

"Where did the proton go?" he asked again.

"It should have arrived, but I heard he fell ill on the way, so he was a little slow. I guess he will be here soon. I heard that the hostage has handsome features and is very good-looking. Would the Ninth Prince like to stay and take a look?" said Eunuch Hu.

"What's so good about a hostage? If it were a princess, I'd take a second look." Xia Jing shook his head. He was very busy. He would go to the study tomorrow and meet the Yan hostage again.

Eunuch Hu looked at the tiny Ninth Prince and felt happy in his heart. A four-year-old child, who hadn't even grown any hair yet, liked to look at the princess.

"Since the princess is not coming today, the Ninth Prince will have to find another opportunity." Eunuch Xiao Hu said.

Allowing the hostage to meet the Queen Mother in the Cining Palace is already giving face to the State of Yan. As for the princess, let her stay wherever she wants!

After crossing the front yard, Xia Jing arrived at Empress Dowager You's bedroom.

He took out the imperial edict from Emperor Kangning and held it above his head: "Grandma, look what I got!"

Queen Mother You was adjusting her headdress. A hostage from Yan State, when arriving, naturally had to be dressed up and adorned with jewels. This was an established custom, and though Queen Mother You was unhappy about it, she had no choice but to let the palace maids do it.

Yuhe was standing aside, watching Empress Dowager You's increasingly impatient expression. She was initially very nervous, but when she heard the voice welcoming the Ninth Prince coming from the front door, she immediately felt relieved.

Empress Dowager You hugged Xia Jing, and the impatience on her face suddenly turned into joy.

She took the imperial edict from Xia Jing's hand, opened it and took a look, and she was even happier.

"Well, well, well, the first great general prince of our dynasty has finally appeared!" Queen Mother You laughed.