At this moment, within the Imperial City, the Eastern Palace of the current Crown Prince was in a suffocating silence. The palace maids and eunuchs serving inside and outside were all drenched in cold sweat, their legs trembling, not daring to breathe loudly.
It was for no other reason than the illustrious War God Daming, the cold-faced Rakshasa who intimidated hundreds of miles of the Northern Desert border, and Rong Qinwang, personally bestowed by the current Emperor, was in the Eastern Palace.
Jing Cheng, dressed in black, stood with his hands clasped behind his back. Not a trace of emotion could be heard in his voice as he lightly said, "The art of war says that those who first enter the battlefield and wait for the enemy to escape, then enter the battlefield and wait for the enemy to escape, then enter the battlefield and wait for the enemy to arrive, then the enemy will be exhausted. Therefore, those who are good at war will cause the enemy to retreat, but not cause the enemy to retreat. This sentence means that those who gain the initiative on the battlefield will often gain the initiative by striking first, and those who delay the opportunity will be in a passive position. "
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince waved a jade-pendant embroidered gold brocade fan in his hand. Narrowing his eyes, he had a sloppy appearance as he leisurely interrupted, "Wait a moment, this art of war is too profound, this prince still does not understand. Could I trouble Imperial Uncle to break it down in detail?"
Jing Cheng asked, "Dare I ask which part of it Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince does not understand?"
Jing Sheng said with a smile, "This prince does not understand a single part of it."
Because of his words, the hall instantly turned cold. A few of the more timid palace maids were so frightened that they knelt on the ground. Even if there were some who were standing, they were trembling uncontrollably.
"So that's how it is," Jing Cheng nodded slightly.
He turned and walked to the desk, took out a thick and heavy book called "The Great Annotated Book of Ancient Language" and threw it in front of Jing Sheng, "With Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince's current aptitude, it is appropriate for you to learn from the basics. It is not suitable for you to learn the art of war. Make a hundred copies of this book and send it to the Wang Fu. This prince will check every word and sentence. If there are any mistakes, the lesson will be doubled. "
Jing Sheng's expression changed, and he asked, "Imperial Uncle, what does this prince mean? What did this prince do wrong to be punished by Imperial Uncle?"
Jing Cheng said, "Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not do anything wrong."
"Then …"
"Although Your Highness isn't wrong, this prince has always been an impatient person," Jing Cheng said coldly. "I just didn't expect Your Highness to be so slow. Since you want to learn the art of war, then follow this prince's rules. If Your Highness isn't willing to cooperate, then it's simple. I'll ask Imperial Brother to remove this prince from his position as the Grand Tutor of the Crown Prince. It's better than sullying this prince's reputation."
Jing Sheng's face flushed red. He said angrily, "Prince Rong, you —!"
Jing Cheng laughed mockingly, "It's getting late. I'll take my leave first. Your Highness, please don't forget to copy the Annotation Ceremony."
She turned around and left without hesitation, leaving Jing Sheng hopping around in the Eastern Palace.
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Su Yang had stayed in Jing Cheng's territory for an entire afternoon. The changes in his state of mind could be summarized as follows: panic, nervousness, sleepiness, waking up, and boredom.
When people are extremely bored, they become bold. Su Yang used his own actions to prove that this saying wasn't just a groundless rumor. There was a certain scientific basis for it!
He thought about how he had been in this world for a few days. Whenever he heard the two words' Jing Cheng ', he would become terrified. This caused his mission to fail. He couldn't continue to fall. He had to rise up! He had to use his charm to conquer Jing Cheng!
The System mocked him mercilessly, "Wait until your legs stop shaking."
Su Yang, "…"
This was a normal physiological reaction!
In order to show his determination, Su Yang slapped the table and stood up. He ran straight to the backyard and climbed up a two-meter high wall along a crooked tree in the corner. That's right, the main hall of the Ink Qilin Palace was connected to the back garden of the side halls. There was only this wall between them.
In other words, as long as he climbed over this wall, he would be able to sneak into Jing Cheng's palace without anyone noticing!
He rode on top of the wall with a lofty spirit. It was as if the entire world was crawling under his feet. His highness's palace was right in front of him. Once he figured out this person's temperament, he would be able to find his weak points and attack them one by one.
Su Yang clenched his fist confidently. It was as if he could already see the dawn of hope.
A loud voice of a sweeping woman asked, "Hey, Old Liu, do you think someone is riding on top of the wall?"
In the blink of an eye, Su Yang slipped due to his fright and fell down in a beautiful posture. He landed on all fours on the ground. He grimaced in pain, but didn't dare to make a sound.
Then he heard the old woman say, "How come it's gone? I saw it just now. "
Old Liu teased her, "The sky is so dark. Don't make a mistake. The only one living in the side hall is the new princess consort. I heard that he's the son of the minister. He's so delicate, why would he climb a tree for no reason?"
Once the two people walked away, the delicate son of the minister slowly got up from the ground. He calmly removed the weeds on his head and limped into Jing Cheng's palace.
He had a lingering fear in his heart. Everything had gone wrong today, so it was better to end things quickly.
As soon as he opened the door, he felt a cold wind blow across his back. This was a familiar ominous premonition!
There were only a few weak candles lit in the room. Compared to the brightly lit side hall, this palace was gloomy and cold. It was just like Jing Cheng himself. It made people's feet turn cold and their hearts tremble.
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