Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

Chapter 197 Chatting 8 hexagrams

"Meet the prince."

"Get up."

Fusu strode in, his purple robe making him look particularly elegant and noble.

"Hurry up and take a seat, but are the students' rankings out?"

The song could no longer be heard, so Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand and the singers quickly left.

"That's right," Fusu raised his hand and took the copied test paper from the attendant following behind him.

"I originally wanted to bring these test papers to show the teacher, but I didn't expect to disturb the teacher's interest."

The teacher doesn't pay attention to these things. Over the years, I have never seen the teacher listening to music or watching dance in the mansion.

The singers that my father specially gave me at that time seemed like decorations.

Who would have thought that the teacher was in such a good mood today.

"But I just listened when I had nothing better to do."

Zhang Yuanqing took the test paper from Fusu's hand with a smile, and then began to flip through it one by one.

Fusu waved his hand and asked everyone to leave, leaving only the master and his disciple under the old tree.

The sunlight shines on people in patches, making them feel warm.

Suddenly, Fusu saw a white hair on his teacher's temples, and his heart was shocked.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yuanqing had finished reading the test paper brought by Fusu.

Seeing Fusu staring at him in a daze, Zhang Yuanqing put down the test paper.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Fusu came back to his senses, gathered his thoughts, raised his eyes, and looked cheerful again.

"The teacher is handsome and stunningly beautiful. Fusu was stunned for a moment."

Zhang Yuanqing just thought that Fusu was joking with him again, but being praised for his appearance still made Zhang Yuanqing smile with dazzling eyes.

"Teacher, you don't go out often, nor do you pay much attention to interesting things outside. You may not know that ever since your visit to Xianyang City that day, countless students and scholars have rushed to buy your sky-blue robe."

"For a while, the supply of Xianyang Sky Blue was in short supply."

"However, within a few days, no one was wearing the azure robe anymore."

"Teacher, do you know why this is happening?"

Now Zhang Yuanqing also became interested.

Who doesn't want to listen to gossip?

I didn’t pay attention to it before because I didn’t want to waste extra time.

Now you can really listen to it.

"Why?"

Seeing that the teacher was interested, Fusu looked at the teacher happily and laughed a few times.

This gave Zhang Yuanqing a bad feeling.

"Of course it's because the teacher is so graceful. Others wearing it are just imitating the ugly woman, and they can't match the teacher's grace."

"Naturally, no one dares to wear it anymore."

Now, Zhang Yuanqing was also happy.

I didn’t expect that following trends was also popular during the Qin Dynasty?

But does this count as a failed attempt to follow the trend?

"There's a follow-up, teacher, would you like to know?"

Is there a reversal?

"Tell me."

Zhang Yuanqing looked over curiously.

"For this assessment, students gathered in Xianyang. One student, wearing a sky-blue robe, wandered around the city, attracting the attention of the people."

"Teacher, do you know who this student is?"

As Fusu spoke, he raised his hand, picked out a test paper from the list, and handed it to Zhang Yuanqing.

"Teacher, please look, this is the person."

Xiao He

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the name above and read it out silently.

"Yes, Xiao He is a talented person."

After reading Xiao He's answer, Zhang Yuanqing had to admit that it was very brilliant.

"Teacher, do you think highly of this person?"

Seeing the teacher's expression, Fusu asked.

"This person is indeed quite talented. I believe His Majesty and the Crown Prince have already made arrangements for him."

"I see there are several women among these papers, and their intelligence is considered quite high."

Zhang Yuanqing didn't say anything more about Xiao He.

He believed that a person who could leave a mark in history books would surely achieve something now that His Majesty was using him.

"Especially this one," Fusu had already memorized the situation of these people, and immediately picked out another one from the test paper.

"Chen Yan."

"Fusu even went to the academy to ask about her teacher. He is a man of outstanding character and profound knowledge."

"This is what several teachers said about her."

"As for the remaining few, they are a little behind Chen Yan."

Zhang Yuanqing pulled out a few test papers, Zhuo Ban, He Qing, and Che Tu.

"Indeed, this student Chen Yan is as talented as any man."

"It does have some similarities with the arguments of this Xiao He scholar."

Fusu also nodded.

"Teacher, there is also this, Zhang Cheng."

Fusu pulled out another test paper and said, "This is the student we met last time. I didn't expect him to be so talented and have unique ideas. He is truly a great talent."

"As expected of someone with the same surname as our teacher, he is indeed extremely intelligent."

Now Zhang Yuanqing was amused.

He looked at Fusu with amusement.

Look, teacher, what I said is right.

"Our prince has grown up."

Zhang Yuanqing put the test papers away neatly.

"The Crown Prince is now increasingly worthy of being the heir apparent to a nation."

Time flies. In a blink of an eye, the prince is already eighteen years old. Now when he stands up, he is taller than himself. He is no longer the little Fusu who reaches his waist and always follows behind him, and is happy for a few days because he understands some things.

Hearing what his teacher said, Fusu couldn't help but look up and secretly glance at the white hair on his teacher's temples.

Then he suppressed the bitterness in his heart.

"Teacher, Fusu has a younger brother who is extremely stupid and dumb. No matter how hard you try to teach him, he won't learn anything."

"Father has entrusted the affairs of my brothers to Fusu. Fusu is at a loss as to how to arrange my brothers' studies."

"How about Fusu send my younger brother to the teacher's house?"

"Just come here every afternoon and study with the teacher for an hour."

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Fusu with amusement as he pretended to have a headache.

This kid used to wish his brothers wouldn't come to him.

Now they are so annoyed that they have sent people here on their own initiative.

I don’t know who has such great ability.

"Which son of your majesty is this?"

"Hu Hai."

The two words did not stir up any waves in Zhang Yuanqing's heart.

"Then the Crown Prince, please send Prince Hu Hai here tomorrow at 3:00 PM."

Seeing that the teacher did not refuse and agreed so quickly, Fusu looked at the teacher awkwardly.

The master and disciple chatted for a while. Fusu saw that his teacher looked tired, so he sent his teacher back to his room and then left the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After returning to Xianyang Palace, Fusu did not go to Zhangtai Palace first, but went to Prince Hu Hai's residence.

"Meet the prince."

Inside Liuying Palace, the maids hurriedly saluted when they saw the prince come in.

"Where's Hu Hai?"

"The young master is playing in the garden."

"Call Hu Hai."

Leaving these words behind, Fusu strode into the main hall.

Hu Hai walked in covered in mud, with some stains on his face.

Seeing his eldest brother sitting in the first seat, he hurriedly bowed.

"Eldest brother."

Looking at his dirty brother, for a moment, Fusu wondered if his decision was wrong.

"Have you finished your homework for today?"

Hu Hai didn't dare to look directly at Fusu's serious face, and hesitated for a long time without saying a word.

"How can you be so naughty?"

When Fusu saw this, he had nothing to understand.

I was so angry that I almost kicked the guy.

"Don't be angry, brother. Hu Hai will write it right away."

After saying this, Hu Hai turned around and tried to escape without waiting for Fusu to speak.

"return."

Before he could even take a step forward, he was forced to take it back.

"Stand still. What do you look like?"

Hu Hai didn't dare to breathe, and quietly lowered his head to listen to the lecture.