[Puishu] The Emperor's Master Is The Queen

Chapter 6 Tonight might be a good opportunity

Shen Qingliu is not idle either. He is reading the history book of the Wei Kingdom while recalling the plot of the original work. He read it all at once, but he cannot remember some of the contents clearly. , just remember that the ending is open-ended, the villain tyrant is trapped in the valley by the hero, the heroine sends an army to encircle and suppress the villain, and the villain jumps off the cliff.

Some readers guessed that the villain is not dead. According to the previous villain's high IQ operation, various suspenseful twists and turns, if it were not for the protagonist to close the circle, the male and female protagonists would have died several times. However, the encirclement and suppression was too smooth, which was not in line with the villain's character. It was impossible for Wei Yuexi not to notice such a big movement between the male and female protagonists.

"Mr. Tutor, I have finished writing."

Wei Yuexi's voice interrupted his thoughts. Shen Qingliu put down the book in his hand and took a look at the article copied by Wei Yuexi.

This little wolf cub deliberately hides his clumsiness, which is true.

He had corrected the other party's writing posture just now, and the other party was obviously good at it. Two or three characters were written in a three-dimensional manner, but the remaining characters were still twisted horizontally.

Wei Yuexi didn't trust him, which was expected, and Shen Qingliu was willing to cooperate with him to numb the court's sight.

"Your Majesty, any kid who just picked up the word "Your Majesty" on the street can write it better than you."

Wei Yuexi: "Your Majesty is right, I will practice it carefully."

Shen Qingliu threw away the paper. "Forget it, no matter how hard you practice, you won't get any better. Let's start teaching tomorrow."

As Wei Yuexi finished writing the article, the sky outside also dimmed.

Shen Qingliu opened his mouth and ordered his servants, "Prepare dinner. Your Majesty, will you dine with me tonight?"

Wei Yuexi naturally did not want to go hungry because he could eat with him, "Yes."

He only had lunch at Hanqing Palace every day. Two steamed buns, and no servants, maids or eunuchs to serve them. Three forces outside the palace dominate the palace, and the imperial masters dominate the palace. When can he change this situation? Wei Yuexi felt heavy while eating the hot meal.

It suddenly started raining heavily outside, and the sky was already dark. It was a dark night without lanterns and candlelight. Shen Qingliu was not worried about having a carriage, but he remembered that the little villain at this time had been living in a dilapidated palace. It's raining heavily today, and the palace is leaking. How can Wei Yuexi rest? There is also such heavy rain, how is the other party going to go back?

Guanglu Pavilion left no one overnight, and those old eunuchs would not look down upon a puppet emperor.

After dinner, Wei Yuexi was about to take advantage of the weak candlelight on the roadside to run back to the Hanqing Palace. The voice stopped him.

"Your Majesty's homework is really bad today. He will accompany you in a chariot back to the Hall of Supreme Harmony tonight. As the imperial teacher appointed by the late emperor, I must teach you well."

I wonder if it is Wei Yuexi's illusion that Shen Qingliu seems to be helping him? But it was better to study all night than to go back to the rain, and Shen Qingliu's Hall of Supreme Harmony was particularly comfortable. He also wanted to see what Shen Qingliu was up to.

"Mr. Taifu is right, I have learned a lesson." Wei Yuexi lowered his eyes and said.

Xiao Fuzi held an oil-paper umbrella to pick up Shen Qingliu and get on the chariot. Shen Qingliu pointed at Wei Yuexi and said, "You sent someone to put up an umbrella for His Majesty too. The chariot can't help but be dirty."

Hearing this, Xiao Fuzi winked. A eunuch.

Wei Yuexi didn't need him to throw the rain, so he took the umbrella and held it up. Looking at Shen Qingliu's thin figure in the rain curtain in front of him, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Tonight might be a good opportunity. As long as Shen Qingliu dies and there is no leader in the palace and the personnel is in turmoil, it will be his opportunity to recruit the chaotic forces in the palace.

A slender white hand stretched out from the chariot. Wei Yuexi was holding an umbrella. A little rain fell on Hao's wrist, but the owner of the hand asked him to come up quickly.

It just so happened that this owner was not a passerby, but Shen Qingliu, whom he hated the most.