You don’t even know?
Dai Lun didn't like people who spoke half-heartedly like this. This was Zhu Zhanji. He would never give him a good look if it were anyone else.
"This is just His Highness's guess. Maybe His Highness is overthinking it."
Zhu Zhanji looked at Dai Lun, sighed helplessly, shook his head and said: "This is not a guess, nor is I overthinking it. But ever since I came into contact with Han Du, he has given me a very strange feeling!"
"Weird? What's weird?" Dai Lun was puzzled. He had seen Zhu Zhanji and Han Du curse at Han Du more than once after they came back from a meeting.
According to common sense, Zhu Zhanji should have a deep hatred for Han Du, instead of being very confused like he is now.
Zhu Zhanji focused his eyes on the void and said to himself: "Han Du is sometimes enthusiastic towards Gu, and sometimes very hostile. It is so inconsistent. Don't you think it's strange, sir?"
Dai Lun also frowned after hearing this. Generally speaking, it is indeed very strange for a person's attitude to be so different.
"Perhaps, at first he didn't know that His Highness wanted to recruit academy students, so he was friendly to His Highness. But after knowing His Highness's purpose, he turned against him again?"
Zhu Zhanji did not hesitate, shook his head firmly and said in denial: "No! If you fall out, you should keep turning. How could you suddenly change your attitude?"
"This..." Dai Lun couldn't figure it out either. He felt like he couldn't guess Han Du's thoughts at all.
Zhu Zhanji suddenly stood up, his expression seemed nervous and excited at the same time, "Han Du's attitude towards Gu is very strange. He is near, far, cold and hot, just like..."
Zhu Zhanji fell into
When he was deep in thought, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, as if he was racking his brains and thinking hard.
Suddenly, a bright light flashed in his mind.
"It's like he's also hesitant! Yes! He's just hesitant..."
The more Zhu Zhanji talked, the more excited he became, and he even jumped up with excitement.
Dai Lun looked at Zhu Zhanji jumping up and down in front of him, a trace of helplessness flashed between his brows. He is a person who respects etiquette very much. In his opinion, as Zhu Zhanji is the prince, he should behave like a prince.
How is it appropriate to scream and jump like a monkey?
Don't think this metaphor is a good word. There is an idiom called "monkey wearing crown", which is even more important for a prince like Zhu Zhanji.
"What your Highness means is that he wants us to recruit academy students?" Dai Lun just finished speaking, and then shook his head, "But that's wrong. If that's what he thinks, then why do you want to stop His Highness at every step?"
Zhu Zhanji had regained his composure at this moment, and with a victorious smile on his face that had seen through Han Du, he returned to the chair and sat down.
He leaned closer to Dai Lun and stabbed the coffee table with his right hand like a sword. "This is where Han Du is hesitant!"
"Ah!" Dai Lun's mind exploded, and he understood what Zhu Zhanji meant.
If Han Du were here, he would only sneer at Zhu Zhanji's confident conclusion, and even tell him, "You really think too much!"
From the beginning, Han Du really didn't have the slightest fondness for Zhu Zhanji. He was polite to him just for An Qing's sake. After all, this was her fourth brother's grandson. His bones were broken and his tendons were connected.
But Han Du himself had a dislike for Zhu Di.
In order to trap himself, Zhu Di did not hesitate to dig up the Yellow River embankment and flood Xuzhou, causing the displacement of hundreds of thousands of people. Han Du would never forgive him in his life.
When Han Du returned home, he put Zhu Zhanji aside temporarily. Now that he has spoken out, Zhu Zhanji will definitely not be allowed to recruit academy students.
But right now, Han Du has a more important thing to do.
It's been such a long time, and finally the day of academy award selection is coming. As the speaker of the academy and the person who paid to organize this event, Han Du had a lot to do.
As soon as he returned home, he received news from someone sent by Fang Xiaoru, asking him to go to the academy tomorrow to discuss the award selection.
Han Du slapped his forehead as if he had just woken up from a dream, and said to the student who came to speak: "I know, you go back and tell him that we will go to the academy tomorrow."
"Yes, sir." The student bowed with a smile, and then handed over his hands, "Then I will take my leave now."
"Go." Han Du waved his hand lightly.
Early the next morning, Han Du came to the academy.
When he pushed open the door of his study room, he saw Fang Xiaoru already sitting inside and waiting.
"So early?"
As he spoke, Han Du walked to the chair next to Fang Xiaoru and sat down, subconsciously reaching for his teapot.
Fang Xiaoru reached out first and took Han Du's teapot, then filled it with tea and handed it to Han Du.
Han Du was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile: "Why are you so good today? You even poured me tea yourself. Tell me, what can I do?"
Seeing that Han Du didn't answer, Fang Xiaoru continued to pass the teapot to Han Du.
Han Du lowered his eyes and glanced almost to his nose.
The teapot below suddenly laughed, "Okay."
Then he picked up the teapot and sighed slightly: "Can we talk now?"
Fang Xiaoru's attitude was so clear. How could Han Du not guess that Fang Xiaoru wanted to ask him for something, so he insisted on taking the teapot first?
However, after spending so many years with Fang Xiaoru, Han Du cherished his friendship with him. In addition, Fang Xiaoru had been deceived by him into staying in the academy for so many years, and had worked so hard for him. Let alone a small matter, even if it was a huge matter, Han Du had to bear it for him.
Fang Xiaoru then sat up straight with confidence and said with a smile: "About the academy award selection..."
"That's it?" Han Du suddenly chuckled, "This is not your business. Besides, what is it? Is it worth it for you to pour me tea with your own hands? Over the years, how many times have you poured me tea with your own hands? , but I can count them on one hand!”
Seeing Han Du laughing so hard, Fang Xiaoru didn't care at all and continued: "I mean, don't worry about the academy's awards and selections."
"Uh..." Han Du stopped talking instantly, and the smile on his face quickly faded.
He placed the teapot heavily on the coffee table and looked directly into Fang Xiaoru's eyes, "What do you mean?"
What do you mean I don't worry anymore? If it had been before, Han Du would probably have never wished for it. He likes to be lazy the most, otherwise he would not leave all the affairs of the academy to Fang Xiaoru.
Fang Xiaoru picked up the teapot with a smile and put it back in Han Du's hand, "Don't you like to take care of these chores the most? Then this time is just right, you can take some time off."
"Do you know, for
How much did I spend on this selection? "Han Du couldn't help but feel angry. He spent 300,000 yuan one after another, but in the end he didn't even have a right to participate?
