Huangfu Qingmo listened very carefully to the application of spiritual power, and he went in and out of his left ear in the right ear for those ways of governing the country.
Looking at Huangfu Qingmo like this, Zhu Hai is angry.
"Slap" Zhu Hai's ring ruler slapped on the table. "Huangfu Qingmo! You, get up and answer the question just now. "
Huangfu Qingmo looked up and saw that all the people were looking at him, and there were benign worries in these eyes such as Huangfu Qingyin, malicious ridicule such as Huangfu Qingyue, and everyone who had nothing to do with him.
"Taifu." Huangfu Qingmo stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Yes." Zhu Hai nodded, waiting for his answer.
...
Silence, Huangfu Qingmo had been thinking about the cultivation of the Demon Sound Heart Sutra just now, and he didn't hear what Zhu Hai was saying, so he was silent except for silence.
Seeing that Huangfu Qingmo was silent, Zhu Hai was happy that he had finally found an opportunity to punish him.
"Sixth prince, although you are a prince, it doesn't mean that you can disrespect the old man!" Hearing this, except for Huangfu Qingmo, who was still expressionless, the corners of the other's mouths twitched, looking at Zhu Hai's appearance of only being in his twenties, and the old man also owed himself what he said!
"As a prince, if you want to be a role model for the people, you have to ..." When Zhu Hai felt that enough was enough and stopped, a rare crack appeared on Huangfu Qingmo's face, "Tang Seng is alive." Huangfu Qingmo's heart crossed such thoughts.
As for the others, their faces were red and the corners of their mouths twitched, Zhu Hai noticed the strangeness of the others, looked at everyone suspiciously and worriedly, and said, "What's wrong with you?" Why is everyone red? Is it cold? "
"Mrs. Zhu, we're fine." Huangfu Qingyin is a little older in the end, and he is practicing the exercises within the sound attack, so he can be calm after listening to the Zhuhai-style chanting for so long.
And Huangfu Qingmo's performance surprised the two people who paid attention to him, especially Zhu Hai, just now he deliberately added spiritual power to his voice, although there was only a trace, he controlled that all the spiritual power of this trace went towards Huangfu Qingmo. It doesn't hurt, but it can make people emotionally upset.
Of course, this principle is completely different from the Magic Sound Heart Sutra, which is a unique exercise. The method that Zhu Hai used was just a subtle use of spiritual power, and the effect of this method was only to disturb, and it was only effective for people whose skills were lower than his own and those who were not mentally strong.
The Demon Heart Sutra can be applied at the same level, and no matter how firm your mind is, as long as you keep influencing yourself with this exercise, you will be affected, just like Huangfu Qingmo was affected by Huangfu Liuyun.
Although he was very surprised by Huangfu Qingmo's performance, Zhu Hai still didn't ask immediately, but glanced at Huangfu Qingmo meaningfully, and then turned his head to continue lecturing.
"Sixth prince, please copy the etiquette to the minister ten times and give it to the minister tomorrow morning, do you know?" Zhu Hai looked at Huangfu Qingmo and asked respectfully.
"..." Huangfu Qingmo heard Zhu Hai's words, and instantly raised his head and saw the undisguised evil smile at the corner of Zhu Hai's mouth.
"Yes." Huangfu Qingmo replied helplessly.
The others looked at Huangfu Qingmo's face with a sympathetic look, although they were jealous of Huangfu Qingmo's favor, they still sympathized.
When he returned to Siamhua Palace, he saw Huangfu Liuyun sitting there waiting for him again, Huangfu Qingmo raised his eyebrows, "As an emperor, you are so leisurely." "
"The emperor wants to know?" Huangfu Liuyun said seductively, and at the same time hugged Huangfu Qingmo to his body.
"I don't want to." Huangfu Qingmo said disdainfully, the throne is a temptation for other princes, but it is just a burden for him.
Huangfu Liuyun did not dwell on this issue anymore.
"What does the emperor want to learn?" Huangfu Liuyun asked calmly.
"Not next time." Huangfu Qingmo assured in a low voice.
"... Kindness. Huangfu Liuyun replied noncommittally.
It was night, the snow kept falling, the fire formation in the Siamhua Palace was running to drive away the cold, and Huangfu Qingmo sat in front of the table and wrote hard.
Huangfu Qingmo didn't sleep all night last night because of copying the "Book of Rites", and today he only appeared listlessly in the Prince's Academy with panda eyes.
When Zhu Hai saw the dark dark circles on Huangfu Qingmo's face, a triumphant smile appeared on his face.
'Let you distract me, see if you dare to wander in the future!' Zhu Hai, who was proud in his heart, must have forgotten one sentence, that is, happiness and sorrow, so when he was most proud, something happened that his opinion scared him the most.
"Taifu." Huangfu Qingmo called lightly, and at the same time handed a stack of papers full of words in his hand to Zhu Hai.
Zhu Hai looked down at the papers and found that the handwriting on them was strong, revealing a sense of stubbornness.
Looking at such words, Zhu Hai nodded with satisfaction.
In the imperial study, the emperor is dealing with the government inside.
This is a water washer in the room
"Your Majesty, the six princes have arrived at the academy."
"He has finished copying the six princes?" Huangfu Liuyun asked calmly.
"Yes."
"Stand down."
After listening to Shui Wei's words, Huangfu Liuyun asked Shui Wei to retreat and then began to review and wrinkle.
There was silence in the imperial study, and in the quiet, Huangfu Liuyun suddenly said calmly: "Xingyuan, Zhu Hai has been too idle recently. "
"Yes." After listening to Huangfu Liuyun's words, he returned respectfully, and at the same time mourned in his heart for Zhu Hai, who was teaching in the academy. And Zhu Hai, who was explaining to everyone in the academy how to distinguish spiritual power from magic power, shuddered.
In a quiet courtyard outside the palace, a young woman in her eyes was dressed in a tight-fitting purple dress and practiced seriously.
She is different from ordinary women, her naïve temperament and natural strength make her a little more heroic and lethal than ordinary women.
After years of cultivation, her innate great strength has reached a terrifying level, and she is a cultivator of immortals, with the support of great power and spiritual power, she can fight with ordinary monks in the foundation-building period only by relying on her fists.
The ground shook for a while, and the young woman cautiously stopped her movements, looking at the sensational land fixedly, at the same time, her spirit was raised to the limit.
"Tie Dress, I'll tell you where the person you're looking for is." The line came out of the dirt.
It could have jumped out directly, but it was only slowed down so as not to arouse the hostility of the other party.
"What?! Do you know? Tell me where he is?! The Iron Jacket rushed forward, and the Xingyuan dodged the impact of the Iron Jacket.
"Don't get excited, this person is in the palace now, even if you know where he is, you won't see him," Xingyuan said lightly.
"So what should I do?" Tie Sheng looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Come here." Xingyuan looked around, and said in his heart, "Lord Zhuhai, if you want to find trouble in the future, remember not to look for an old slave!" '
"Yes, yes, yes!" Tie Sheng nodded a happy smile on his face.