Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

There was only one child in the palace, the prince, who was only seven or eight years old. He was wearing bright yellow clothes. Even if Zuo Yangyi was stupid, he would not be able to guess his identity. Therefore, although he felt funny in his heart, he did not really laugh out loud.

However, the people in the palace were all smart. Even if the prince was well protected, he knew how to read people's eyes. Moreover, he was not very good at hiding his emotions, so his thoughts were easily seen.

The prince was immediately unhappy: "How dare you laugh at me."

"I dare not," Zuo Yangyi was caught by Jinyang Marquis and urgently trained in the etiquette of the palace. At this time, he performed a not-so-standard salute, "I see His Royal Highness the Prince, Your Highness, live a thousand years, live a thousand years, live a thousand thousand years."

He couldn't help but complain again in his heart, a thousand-year-old turtle, I don't know what's wrong with these people in the palace, they don't want to be good people but compare themselves with beasts.

Fortunately, the prince couldn't hear what he was thinking, otherwise he wouldn't have asked someone to push him out and chop him off on the spot?

The young boy was well-mannered and could not stand his careless look, so he frowned slightly: "You are the companion given to me by my father, Zuo Yangyi, the prince of Jinshouhou Mansion?"

He asked knowingly. The emperor suddenly arranged a companion for him, and the age difference was so big, so he naturally told him the whole story.

Zuo Yangyi answered honestly, and the prince asked him to stand up, and taught him with a stern face: "Since you have entered the palace, you should observe the etiquette of the palace. You will also be someone around me in the future. You should be sensible in your actions and words, and don't go out and be seen by others to laugh at the people of the Eastern Palace."

"Yes, I know." Zuo Yangyi really couldn't stand the old-fashioned look of a little kid, but he also knew that the person in front of him was someone he couldn't afford to offend, so he could only be scolded obediently.

After such a delay, the rest time came. The prince asked him to follow him into the house. Zuo Yangyi followed him with his head down. When he heard the young boy's order to pay respect to his teacher, he raised his head and his patience was broken.

"It's you!" He was shocked and angry, and he understood everything in a flash. "Okay, I was wondering who was behind me, and it turned out to be you, the sinister villain."

"Jinyang Marquis's son," the prince knew the grudge between the two of them, and scolded with a stern face, "You forgot what I taught you just now so quickly? How can you be rude to the teacher?"

During this period, he had long been impressed by his teacher's talent. Knowing that he would be sent away from Jinshou Marquis's mansion and fell off the cliff and became disabled because of this person's interference, he naturally didn't have a good face for him.

"Your Highness, you don't know who he is. He, he, he..." Zuo Yangyi's face flushed, "Anyway, he is not a good guy. Don't be fooled by him."

"How dare you!" The prince frowned, "Mr. Su is a great talent. He is my teacher. Even I have to treat him with courtesy. How can you slander him here?"

Although he knew that he was the victim of the incident that year, people's hearts are biased. Moreover, the teacher has noble character. He did not hate him after suffering a great disaster, but also tried every means to repay the kindness of the Marquis's mansion. He couldn't bear to see the teacher being insulted for helping him out of kindness.

"I didn't slander you!" Zuo Yangyi was full of dissatisfaction, "He refused to leave my house, pretending to be pitiful all day to gain sympathy, and then he framed me and bullied him. He is so bad!"

"I believe in Mr. Su's character, he will not do such a thing," the prince said with a cold face, "but you are disrespectful to your teacher, come! Drag me out and give me twenty strokes of the cane."

Immediately, an eunuch heard the order and came forward, holding his arm and dragging him out. Zuo Yangyi was punished by Jinshouhou for beating him with a stick after fighting with others. The pain is unforgettable.

At that time, the pain from the five strokes of the cane was so great that he felt like he was dying. Now, when he heard that the prince was going to beat him with twenty strokes of the cane, he was not afraid. However, even though his body was shaking uncontrollably, he still looked stubborn: "You only favored him, I won't accept it!"

In the past, those who were punished all admitted their crimes and accepted their punishments. The prince had never met anyone who dared to shout in front of him, and his impression of him became even worse: "Mr. Su is my teacher. Since you are my companion, he is also your teacher. You are disrespectful to your teacher and refuse to repent. What's wrong with me punishing you?"

"What a bullshit teacher?" Zuo Yangyi shouted angrily, "Su Yangyan, are you so embarrassed to tell him what you did to his face? You are such a person who still has the nerve to be the prince's teacher?"

After arguing for so long, he finally thought of confronting the person involved. But with your attitude, even if you are right, you will become wrong, okay? Didn't you see that the prince's face was almost gloomy?

Yang Yan couldn't help but sweat for him. No wonder in the original owner's storybook, he ended up being kicked out of the house in disguise. How could his brain and temper compete with his half-brother who was insidious?

"Your Highness, there are some misunderstandings between me and the prince. Let's forget about it!"

Before the prince could speak, Zuo Yangyi spat and cursed, "I don't need your fake kindness!"

Seeing that he was about to rush over and fight with him, Yang Yan glanced at him indifferently: "If the prince has any grudges, he can come to me privately later. Your Highness' time is precious. Can you bear the responsibility for delaying the class?"

This glance made Zuo Yangyi sober up a little. No matter how ignorant he was, he knew how high the prince's status was. He obviously couldn't bear this responsibility.

But as he calmed down, he became even more angry. He knew that Su Yangyan was not a good person. He was eager to put a big hat on him when they just met.

The prince knew very well that his husband had asked his father to select Prince Jin Shouhou as his companion in the East Palace, so he could not force himself to interfere with his plan. He waved his hand to the eunuchs to step back, and the matter was over for the time being.

The class continued. Zuo Yangyi sat down behind the prince, watching the two of them, one teaching seriously and the other listening attentively. The atmosphere was so harmonious that he couldn't help but calm down and listen for a while, and then he was very embarrassed. I suddenly found that he didn’t understand!

Previously, he was scolded for being dull by the master in the Hou Mansion who spent all day adjusting school bags. He was still unconvinced. He felt that those people obviously didn't know how to teach. They just asked him to memorize a book. He had never heard those words and didn't understand at all. How come you can't recite what you're talking about?

But now, sitting with an eight-year-old child, he still couldn't understand what they were saying. He finally began to reflect, maybe he really wasn't that smart?

In his understanding, he only started studying at the age of eight, but he never thought that the royal family was different from the peasant family. It had already been two years since the prince's enlightenment.

Moreover, he was born with intelligence and was willing to work hard. Although he suffered from some physical constraints, he still made progress at the level of ordinary people and had already begun to study the Four Books and Five Classics.

Zuo Yangyi didn't know that much, and was hit hard by the fact that she was not even as good as a child. She spent the next time in a daze, unable to hear anything, and looked out the window blankly with her eyes.

"Stretch out your hand."

Suddenly a voice rang in his ears. Before he could react, he subconsciously followed the instructions, and then a ring ruler was struck on the palm of his left hand. The pain made him scream and jump up.

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, he cursed in disbelief: "Su Yangyan, you fucking dare to hit me!"

Yang Yan raised his eyebrows. Although he was half shorter than him in the wheelchair, he still looked like he was the one condescending: "Your Highness is listening carefully, but you are distracted as a reading companion. Shouldn't you hit me?"

Only then did Zuo Yangyi realize that he had been sitting down the whole time. Before, she had only thought that he was deliberately putting on airs in front of the prince, and then she realized something was wrong.

For some unknown reason, he didn't talk back this time and watched silently as the boy pushed the wheelchair. He didn't sit down angrily until he returned to the podium.

After that, he stopped fussing. Although he still couldn't understand, he tried hard to concentrate and didn't stray again until the end of the morning class.

In the afternoon, there was a class taught by another attendant. Yang Yan packed up his lesson plans and was about to leave. Zuo Yangyi rushed forward and stopped him.

The young man didn't know how to be tactful, so he asked directly: "What's wrong with your leg?"

Yang Yan was more direct than him, and replied with two words: "It's broken."

"How did it break?" Zuo Yangyi asked fiercely, "Then do you still have any money? The Su family is poor, so don't drag down your father, mother, brother and fifth brother."

"So you still care about your parents?" Yang Yan looked him up and down strangely, "Since you returned to the Hou Mansion, you haven't even seen them. I thought you hated them for hugging you back then. Wrong."

"It's the Marquis who didn't allow me to go back. My parents didn't do it on purpose. Why do I hate them? You are a villain and think of a gentleman." Zuo Yangyi's face became wary, "Are you doing this? Did my family say bad things about me?"

"I'm warning you, my parents love me very much. Even if I'm not their biological son, they still recognize me. Don't sow discord in front of them."

"It's 'using a villain's heart to judge a gentleman's heart', and 'stoking dissension' is the right word." Yang Yan corrected his wording and received an angry look.

He didn't care, Shi Shiran said: "Think about it with your own mind. You haven't even sent a letter to the Marquis Mansion for a year since you returned. Do you need me to provoke you?"

"Who said I didn't have someone to deliver messages?" Zuo Yangyi's face turned ugly, "I ask people to deliver messages to my house every ten days or so. Every time they come back, they say that my parents are fine. Tell me to stay in the Hou Mansion with peace of mind."

He narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "Are you really not lying to me?"

"Why should I lie to you about something you can already tell by just asking?" Yang Yan raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Who knows you? You like to pretend the most. Maybe you just like to see others being deceived by you." After Zuo Yangyi finished speaking, he didn't even believe it himself. He was silent for a moment and said, "That's Hou. The servants of the government are lying to me, why?”