In the Dazhen Palace, in the Hongwen Pavilion of the Ministry of Education, several princes and princesses, aged between ten and teenagers, are studying here, while Yin Zhaoxian's second son Yin Chong is also studying here, which is considered as a accompanying princes and princesses.

Strictly speaking, the last one who learned among these princes might become Yin Zhaoxian's apprentice in the future, but that is also the real dragon among people, because Emperor Dazhen has long said that Yin Zhaoxian will also serve as the prince's tutor in the future.

It is equivalent to whoever recognizes Yin Zhaoxian as his master in the future is the crown prince or a candidate for the crown prince. Although there will be a tendency to favor the emperor, the current emperor is different from Emperor Yuande. It is equivalent to selecting excellent heirs from the beginning to train them with all their strength, rather than suppressing everyone.

It is actually not easy to be a prince or a high-ranking official. It would be fine if you are a playboy and unwilling person. If you want to go further, you will be more strict. It is almost New Year's Eve, but you have classes every day.

At this moment, an old Confucian scholar with a young master in his position as a teacher in Hongwenguan was chanting his words in the large study.

"Learn the six arts to control the body, learn the virtues to control the heart, and master the skills to control the world..."

While reading, the old man glanced at the students sitting in front of the table below, sitting upright, but most of them were careless, and there were even people whispering to each other, so he stopped.

Hearing the sound quiet, the children below were all sitting upright. The young teacher and old man glanced at the prince sitting in front of him.

"Your Highness, this is the first time I have learned "Cultivating a Gentleman" today. I ask you, can you give me an example of the great skills in the book to control the world?"

The prince who was called was nervous a little and subconsciously asked for help.

"Uh, Hu'er..."

Hu'er is Yin Chong's nickname. Not only at home, but also at friends with Yin Chong, they also call it that. Yin Chong is indeed extremely strong and is older than other children of the same age.

“No help from others!”

The old man said seriously.

"Please answer by yourself."

"Uh... I control the world... I need to understand the truth and understand right and wrong, and learn from ancient and modern times..."

The eldest prince said a paragraph but couldn't continue.

"hehe……"

The old master smiled and looked at Yin Chong.

"Yin Chong, since Your Highness asks you for help, what do you answer?"

Yin Chong frowned and thought about it.

"Master, you also said that you have learned "Cultivating a Gentleman" for the first time today. It is also the first time you have read it. I just clearly only read the senior skills to control the world. If you are asking about the long skills to control the world as mentioned in the book, then we have not learned it yet."

The old master smiled, stroked his beard and nodded. He was worthy of being the second son of Duke Yin, so he said.

"I can also understand this as a question about what the best skills in controlling the world mentioned in the book may be. Not all the words in the book can follow."

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

"Oh? Which two?"

Yin Chong said seriously.

"My brother told me that the skills of controlling the world are one of the 'arms' and the other is 'governance'. They can also be divided into 'destroying troops' and 'preserving achievements', 'law' and 'establishment'..."

The young teacher and student at the top frowned from time to time and suddenly realized that Yin Chong simply said this was not a general term, and it seemed to be more profound and thorough than the content in "The Cultivation of the Gentleman".

"Master, I'm right?"

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

"It is indeed reasonable, but these are too early and too utilitarian for you. What is said in "Cultivating a Gentleman" is more appropriate..."

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

The old student looked at Yin Chong without scolding him for interrupting himself.

"explain."

"The three imperials are divided into order, and the imperial world is naturally at the end. So which one is the first, the imperial body or the imperial heart?"

With Yin Zhaoxian's son as a student, the pressure of classmates will be greater, but it is not the same as those who are teachers. The old student frowned and pondered for a while before answering solemnly.

"As the saying goes, the mind is distracted and the horse is difficult to stop. In comparison, it is naturally to control the body first and the heart is the last."

Yin nodded with a key point.

"Well, my dad said that too."

Hearing this, the young master was relieved inexplicably.

"But my father also said that the so-called gentleman's body control art is often in name only in my Dazhen. Although it is not necessary to be proficient in the six arts, it is hard to say how many scholars who can control their bodies with their books are able to hold on to them. What does the Master think?"

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

The old student looked at the visitor.

"But what's the matter?"

The guard bowed.

"Sir Young Master, Prime Minister Yin's mansion sent someone to urgently report that the second young master Yin went back, saying that there were guests who had not seen each other for many years in his hometown to visit."

The old soldier nodded and looked at Yin Chong.

"Since that's the case, Yin Chong, you go back first."

"yes!"

Yin Chong stood up, saluted to the Master, and then saluted to the other princes and princesses. Then he went out and left with the guards. The remaining students all looked at Yin Chong with envious eyes.

Once outside and after walking for a while, Yin Chong couldn't hold it in his arms. After breathing a sigh of relief, he felt better. It was so boring to study.

I don’t know who the relatives from my hometown are, or is it my uncle?

When he left the province and saw the servants and carriages waiting outside the door, Yin Chong immediately jogged over and asked happily.

"Ayuan, who is here at home? My father actually asked you to call me back?"

This servant doesn't look young, at least about fifty years old. He is considered an old man around Yin Zhaoxian. He has a clear idea of ​​doing things and is even more a martial arts master.

"Second Young Master, the person who came was Mr. Ji. I met him once in Wanzhou, and you will know when you go back."

"Mr. Ji!?"

Yin Chong was shocked. He didn't know how many times he had heard from his father, brother and even his mother that he was naturally not unfamiliar with this title, but he had never seen it. Although his family members met Mr. Ji when he was a baby, how could he have any memory at that time?

So this mysterious Mr. Ji made Yin Chong curious a lot. Occasionally, he asked anxiously, so his family would reveal some of it, saying that Mr. Ji was extraordinary, and some of the content made Yin Chong suspect that his family was talking about a god, not a neighbor.

"Yes, it's Mr. Ji. He is almost the same as what Lao Nu saw back then."

Yin Chong was a little bit under his feet, and his body was as light as a swallow and rushed onto the carriage.

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

The carriage started to move under Yin Chong's urging. Because his home was not far from the palace, he had arrived in front of Yin's mansion soon. Yin Chong jumped down from the carriage and rushed to the mansion.

In the main living room, Yin's mother had already returned home. After seeing Jiyuan and asking her about it, Yin's mother, who had not cooked, insisted on going to the kitchen to show off her skills, for fear that the family members of her family would not be able to cook the New Year's goods in their hometown and it would be even more difficult to make the taste of Ning'an County.

Jiyuan and the Yin family are talking about the changes in their hometown and some of their affairs in the officialdom over the years.

At this moment, Yin Chong's footsteps had already heard from outside. He hurried to the living room door, forcibly restrained his movements, and after tidying up his clothes, he couldn't wait to knock on the door.

"Dada, I'm back!"

"Hu'er is back, come in quickly!"

Hearing his father's voice, Yin Chong immediately pushed the door and entered. A heat from the charcoal fire rushed towards him. He hurriedly closed the door to prevent the heating from running away.

After glanced around, he wanted to lock Jiyuan immediately, but there was still a red fox that was too eye-catching. Seeing a fiery red fox squatting on his brother's legs, Yin Chong's attention was directly attracted.

"Why are you standing there? You haven't paid any respects to Mr. Ji!"

Yin Zhaoxian said something, and then Yin Chong quickly saluted Jiyuan.

"Yin Chong pays homage to Mr. Ji!"

"Not polite, I am a close friend with your father. A gentleman's friendship is as light as water, so you don't have to stick to red tape."

Jiyuan left a large number of this child, who looked twelve or thirteen years old, had strong muscles and bones all over his body, his eyes were bright, his breathing was long, and his anger was extremely strong, but it was a little different from his father and brother.

Although Yin Chong was attracted by the fox at first, he now couldn't help but look at Jiyuan carefully.

At first glance, I thought I was quite young, but after looking closely, I felt that I was not younger than my father, and I had a strange sense of cleanliness when I looked at the other person's eyes. After a closer look, I could see that the color inside was pale.

‘This is that Mr. Ji? It doesn’t seem to be anything…’

"You are Yin Qing's younger brother?"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, Yin Chong was stunned for a moment, and his eyes looked at Jiyuan. Yin Zhaoxian and Yin Qing finally fell on the fox, and his eyes became wider and wider.

"Ho ho... Dad, Dad, brother, Mr. Ji, this fox, it spoke!"

Yin Chong pointed at the fox and screamed in panic.

"What's the point of making a fuss? You are Mr. Yin's son and Yin Qing's younger brother."

The red fox jumped off Yin Qing's knees and walked step by step to Yin Chong. The latter subconsciously retreated step by step, and directly pressed his back against the door.

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

Yin Zhaoxian, Yin Qing and Ji Yuan both had smiles on their faces and looked at the show, deliberately watching Yin Chong make a fool of himself.

Yin Chong was still a child after all, so he jumped out of the door and fled to Yin Zhaoxian, looking at the red fox over there with a look of astonishment.

"Dad...this won't be..."

"That's right, it's a monster. I am the spirit fox who practices in Niu Kuishan. Your brother was friends with me when he was a child."

Hu Yun narrowed his eyes, and an extremely humane smile appeared on the fox's face.

"Hahahahaha..." "Hahahaha..."

"Sure enough, hehe..."

The other three finally couldn't hold it in, and there was a burst of laughter in the living room. Even after Yin Chong came back, he laughed awkwardly, and his eyes looked at Hu Yun and Ji Yuan even more curious.

I thought to myself that there are really monsters in this world, so wouldn’t Mr. Ji be really a god or a god?
Chapter completed!