Chapter 188 Admonishment (1)

Nangong Yue cleared her throat and said in a slow and unhurried manner:

"A long, long time ago, there was a calligraphy master named Ling Xuze. Master Ling was diligent and eager to learn since he was a child. He was quick-witted, but his temper was a little impatient. In his eyes, he was worried in his heart, and secretly figured out how to help his son get rid of this problem. One day, the father called all his children to him and told them a story of an 'acute judge': a judge was very filial to his parents. , Whenever an unfilial prisoner is encountered, a particularly severe sentence is required.

"One day, two burly men turned a young man around, accusing him of being an unfilial son and beating and scolding his mother. When the judge heard this, he became furious and shouted loudly: 'Come on, give me a solid beating first. He has fifty big boards!' The young man was beaten to pieces before he had time to defend himself.

"At this moment, an old woman came up the hall with a cane and cried and said: "Please help us, Lord! Just now, two robbers sneaked into my house to steal cattle. My son found them and tried to turn them over to the government. Unexpectedly, they were tied up by the robbers. The judge suddenly realized that he had wronged the old woman's son. He hurriedly called for the two burly men, but they had already escaped. The story told by his father deeply influenced Master Ling. His temperament became calm, he practiced calligraphy hard, and finally became a generation of masters and went down in history. "

Nangong Yue glanced in the direction of the screen out of the corner of her eye, while gently stroking the fifth prince's head, and asked softly, "Your Highness, what do you understand from this story?"

"Well..." The fifth prince thought hard for a while, then raised an index finger and said, "As a human being, you should control your temper!"

"That's right!" Nangong Yue looked at the fifth prince with admiration, "This story tells us that if we let anger control our minds, we will only do bad things with good intentions, and even give the real bad guys a chance to escape!"

The queen outside the screen lowered her eyes thoughtfully and sighed inwardly. She is not stupid, so she naturally understands where the story of Nangong Yue was told to the fifth prince, and it was clearly told to herself. But these days, she did become a little too anxious about the Fifth Prince. A wrong step in this deep palace is a step by step mistake. She has an emperor to protect her, but she can't make a mistake!

Nangong Yue was always paying attention to the silhouette of the queen reflected on the screen, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she had stood still for a while and then turned to leave. There are some things she can't say to the queen, and she can only mention the queen in this indirect way.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and Nangong Yue then told other little stories for the fifth prince.

The queen came out of the fifth prince's bedroom, went to the main hall of Fengluan Palace, and instructed Xueqin: "Xueqin, you go and invite the concubine to come in!"

"Yes, Niangniang!" Seeing that the Queen had figured it out, Xueqin was relieved, and she also had a good impression of Nangong Yue. She didn't expect that this third Nangong girl could actually persuade the Queen!

And Concubine Zhang Gui, who was kneeling outside Fengluan Palace, was a little dumbfounded when she heard the queen pass on her, and couldn't understand why the queen's dead brain suddenly turned around. Didn't he kneel in vain for half an hour just now? !

But since the queen has passed the news, as a noble concubine, she can't always kneel here like a shrew, so she can only wink at the palace maid Yanran who is serving with her, and Yanran hurriedly helped Zhang Guifei get up.

After kneeling for half an hour, Concubine Zhang's knees were a little numb, and she almost lost her footing when she got up. She couldn't help but glared at Yanran angrily, and Yanran shrank aggrievedly, naturally daring not to make a sound.