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Dazhen Palace, in the Hongwen Hall of Menxia Province, several princes and princesses ranging in age from ten to teens are studying here, and Yin Zhaoxian's second son Yin Zhong is also studying here.

Strictly speaking, this group of princes who learnt well at the end may become Yin Zhaoxian's apprentice in the future, but that is also the real dragon among people, because the current Emperor Dazhen has already said that Yin Zhaoxian will be the prince's grandfather in the future.

It is equivalent to whoever recognizes Yin Zhaoxian as a master in the future is a prince or a candidate for the prince. Although there will also be a tendency to prefer the emperor, but the current emperor is different from the Yuande emperor. It means that the excellent heirs were selected from the very beginning to train them with all their strength. , instead of suppressing everyone.

Being a prince and a son of a high-ranking official is actually not easy. If you want to be a scoundrel, you will be fine. If you want to go further, you will be subject to stricter requirements. It is almost 30 years old. Instead, there are classes every day.

At this moment, above the big study room of Hongwen Hall, an old Confucian scholar with the title of junior teacher holding a book is thinking righteously.

"Learn the six arts to control your body, learn high morality to control your heart, and learn long skills to control the world..."

While reading, the old gentleman glanced down at the students sitting in front of the desk, all of them sitting upright, but most of them were careless, and some even whispered, so he stopped talking.

Hearing the voice quiet down, the children below all sat upright, the young teacher and the old student glanced at the prince sitting in front.

"Your Highness, this is the first time to learn "Xu Junzi" today. The old man asks you, can you give an example of the skill in the book to control the world?"

The prince who was called was a little nervous, and subconsciously asked for help in a low voice.

"Uh, Tiger..."

Hu'er is Yin Zhong's nickname, not only at home, but also by friends who are close to Yin Zhong, and Yin Zhong is indeed extremely sturdy and bigger than other children of the same age.

"Don't ask for help!"

The old man said something serious.

"Please, Your Highness, answer it yourself."

"Uh... To rule the world... You need to know what is right and wrong, and learn from ancient and modern..."

The eldest prince spoke for a while, and then he could no longer speak.

"Ha ha……"

The old master smiled and looked at Yin Zhong.

"Yin Zhong, since His Highness asked you for help, how would you answer?"

Yin Zhong frowned and thought about it.

"Master, you also said that this "Xu Junzi" is the first time you are learning today, and it is also the first time you read it. You just learned that you only learned the master skills to control the world. If you are asking about the book said about the master of the world Long skills, then we haven't learned them yet."

The old master smiled, stroked his beard and nodded. After all, he was indeed Duke Yin's second son, so he said.

"The old man's remarks can also be understood as asking what the book says about the best skills to control the world, what are the possible skills of the master, and the real master of the world, but not all the words in the book can be based on."

"Well, the Master is right, the students think that there are only two kinds of skills that truly control the world!"

"Oh? Which two?"

Yin Zhong said seriously.

"My brother told me that one of the skills of conquering the world is 'army' and the other is 'governance', which can be further subdivided into 'cutting troops' and 'defending success', 'law' and 'organization'... "

The young teachers and students above were frowning from time to time and a little stunned. Yin Zhong's simple words were not generalities, it seemed to be more profound and thorough than the content in "Xu Junzi".

"Master, am I right?"

After Yin Zhong talked about it, he asked the young master above, who nodded slowly.

"It does make sense, but these are too early for you and too utilitarian. The words in "Xu Junzi" are more appropriate..."

"Master, I have something else to ask for advice."

The old man looked at Yin Zhong and didn't blame him for interrupting him.

"Say."

"The three royals are divided in succession, and the royal world is naturally the last. Which one comes first, the royal body or the royal heart?"

With Yin Zhaoxian's son as a student, the pressure on the classmates will be greater, and if it is a teacher, the old man frowned and thought for a while before answering solemnly.

"As the saying goes, it's hard to restrain your mind. In comparison, it is natural that the body is the first and the mind is the second."

Yin nodded his head.

"Well, my dad said the same thing."

Hearing this, the young master was inexplicably relieved.

"But my father also said that the so-called gentleman's art of protecting one's body, in my Dazhen, often exists in name only. Although it is not necessary to be proficient in the six arts, it is difficult to say how many scholars who can only hold a book and read. Master thinks? ?"

This question is a bit difficult to answer. The young master was thinking about it when suddenly a guard with a sword came hurriedly and arrived at the Hongwen Hall.

The old man looked at the visitor.

"What's the matter?"

The guard bowed and cupped his hands.

"Master Young Master, the Prime Minister Yin's mansion sent someone to rush back the second son of Yin, saying that there was a visitor from his hometown who he hadn't seen for many years."

The old man nodded and looked at Yin Zhong.

"In that case, Yin Zhong, you should go back first."

"Yes!"

Yin Zhong stood up, saluted the master, and then saluted the other princes and princesses. After that, he went out with the guards and left. The remaining students looked at Yin Zhong with admiration.

As soon as he got outside, after walking for a while, Yin Zhong couldn't hold it in any longer. After heaving a sigh of relief, his mood improved. Reading was really boring.

I don't know who the relatives from my hometown are. Could it be my uncle?

After leaving the door to go down to the province, and seeing the servants and carriages waiting outside the door, Yin Zhong immediately trotted over and asked cheerfully.

"A Yuan, who is here at home, and my father actually asked you to call me back?"

This servant doesn't look young, at least in his fifties. He is considered an old man by Yin Zhaoxian's side. He has a clear way of thinking and is a martial arts master.

"Second Young Master, the person here is Mr. Ji. I saw it once in Wanzhou, you will know when you go back."

"Mr. Ji!?"

Yin Zhong was stunned. He didn't know how many times he had heard this from his father, brother, and even his mother. Naturally, he was not unfamiliar with this name, but he had never seen him before, although his family said he had seen Ji when he was a baby. Sir, but how could he possibly have a memory then.

Therefore, this mysterious Mr. Ji made Yin Zhong curious. Occasionally, when he asked in a hurry, his own family would reveal something. When he talked about Mr. Ji's extraordinaryness, some content made Yin Zhong suspect that his family was right. Be a fairy, not a neighbor anymore.

"Yes, it is Mr. Ji, who is almost the same as what the old slave saw back then."

Yin Zhong stepped a little under his feet, and he was as light as a swallow, so he hurriedly jumped into the carriage.

"Let's go, go home, go home, I want to see what this Mr. Ji looks like, is it really that powerful!"

The carriage started at Yin Zhong's urging. Because his home was not far from the palace, he had already arrived in front of Yin's residence in a short time. Yin Zhong jumped down from the carriage and hurried to the residence.

In the main living room, Mother Yin had already returned home. After meeting Ji Yuan and saying hello, Mother Yin, who did not cook, insisted on going to the kitchen to show her hands, for fear that the servants at home would not be able to cook the New Year's goods in her hometown, and it would be even more difficult to cook. The taste of Ning'an County.

Ji Yuan and the Yin family were chatting about the changes in their hometown and some of their affairs in officialdom over the years.

At this moment, Yin Zhong's footsteps were heard from outside, and he hurried to the living room door, forcibly restraining his movements, and after finishing his clothes, he couldn't wait to knock on the door.

"Dong, dong, dong..." "Daddy, I'm back!"

"Hu'er is back, come in!"

Hearing his father's voice, Yin Zhong immediately pushed open the door and went in. The heat from the charcoal fire rushed towards him. He hurriedly closed the door to prevent the heater from running away.

After looking around for a while, he wanted to lock in the fate immediately, but unfortunately there was a red fox that was too eye-catching. Seeing a red fox squatting on his brother's lap, Yin Zhong's attention was immediately attracted. .

"What are you doing standing still, you haven't seen Mr. Ji yet!"

Yin Zhaoxian said something, and Yin Zhong hurriedly saluted Ji Yuan.

"Yin Zhong pays respects to Mr. Ji!"

"Excuse me, your father and I are close friends. The friendship between gentlemen is as easy as water, so you don't have to be too strict with red tape."

There are a lot of children left in Ji Yuan, who are twelve or thirteen years old, with strong muscles and bones, bright eyes, long breathing, and extremely vigorous body, but they are a little different from his father and brother.

And although Yin Zhong was initially attracted by the fox, now he can't help but look closely at Ji Yuan.

At first glance I thought he was very young, but after a closer look, he felt that he was no younger than his father, and he had a strange sense of cleanliness. Turned pale inside.

'This is that Mr. Ji? It doesn't seem like anything...'

"Are you Yin Qing's younger brother?"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Yin Zhong was stunned for a moment, looked at Ji Yuan, Yin Zhaoxian, and Yin Qing, and finally landed on the fox, his eyes widening involuntarily.

"Hoho...Father, father, brother, Mr. Ji, this fox, it has spoken!"

Yin Zhong pointed at the fox and screamed in panic.

"What's the fuss about, you are Master Yin's son and Yin Qing's younger brother."

Chihu jumped off Yin Qing's knees and walked in front of Yin Zhong step by step, while the latter subconsciously retreated step by step, and his back directly pressed against the door.

"Well, my name is Hu Yun, I'm Yin Qing's good friend, and I came with Mr. Ji."

Yin Zhaoxian, Yin Qing and Ji Yuan all had smiles on their faces, looking like they were watching a good show, deliberately watching Yin Zhong make a fool of himself.

Yin Zhong was still a child after all, so he jumped to the side of the door and fled to Yin Zhaoxian's side, looking at the red fox over there in astonishment.

"Father...it won't be..."

"That's right, it's a monster. I'm a spirit fox from Niu Kuishan's cultivation practice. Your brother and I were friends since he was a child."

Hu Yun narrowed his eyes, and a very human smile appeared on the fox's face.

"Hahahaha..." "Hehehe..."

"Sure enough, hehehe..."

The other three finally couldn't hold it in any longer, there was a burst of laughter in the living room, and even Yin Zhong laughed awkwardly after recollecting it. At the same time, the eyes looking at Hu Yun and Ji Yuan became more curious.

I thought to myself that there really are monsters in this world. Isn't that Mr. Ji really a person like a fairy?