Listen to the words of the maid next to you.
In the carriage, Xu Ruoyun shook his head calmly.
Then, he continued to sit in the carriage holding the heater in his hand.
And looking at Xu Ruoyun like this.
The maid next to her also stopped talking.
He gave instructions to the coachman outside the curtain.
Then the coachman continued to twitch the reins and drove the carriage towards the inside of the Imperial College.
And looking at this scene.
Outside the other gate of the Imperial College and downstairs, Zhao Qingzhan, who was sheltering from the cold wind, couldn't help but curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Uncle Jiu, it seems that Aunt Xu's family doesn't want to see you."
"You know this as well?"
Zhao Ding pretended to give Zhao Qingzhan a different look.
"Yes, Auntie Xu wants to see you, why can't she see you?"
"Well, you are really smart."
Zhao Dingshen nodded in agreement.
Then he turned around and walked towards the Imperial Academy.
Wait for me, I, Zhao Ding, want you to wait for me?
"Why do I feel like Uncle Jiu is scolding me?"
Looking at Zhao Ding's leaving figure, Zhao Qingzhan touched his chin and stood there muttering to himself.
But after taking a look at the so-called Yingtian young talents who were still shivering in the cold wind in the distance, Zhao Qingzhan grinned again and glanced at them proudly.
Then he walked towards the Imperial Academy with steps that he didn't recognize his relatives.
See, you are the goddess that you can’t even lick even if you want to.
Our ninth uncle doesn’t care.
Seeing Zhao Ding walking towards the Imperial Academy in a hurry.
Zhao Qingzhan waved his hand to a group of slug-sized princes and princes behind him and ran towards the Wenhua Hall of the Imperial College.
Watch this scene.
Those young talents in Yingtian City who were shivering in the cold wind were so angry that their teeth ached and they were helpless.
One by one, they could only turn around and walk towards the Imperial Academy.
In the Imperial Academy, on the mahogany carriage.
Xu Ruoyun held the heater in her hand and looked out the window silently with her cold eyes through the shaking of the carriage as it moved.
It was like a pair of autumn-like eyes that were thinking about something.
"Miss, just now Prince Yan..."
The maid on the side was sitting on her knees, watching Xu Ruoyun hesitate to speak.
"Just get married."
Xu Ruoyun said in a cold voice.
There was no emotion in his words, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"well."
Watch this scene.
The maid sighed helplessly.
In the past few days, although there seemed to be peace in Yingtian City, there was no peace in Duke Wei's mansion.
First, the Duke forced her to marry, and then Mrs. Yipin Gaoming was so angry that she wanted to hang herself.
In the end, the Duke took out the twelve lives of the Xu family, prepared twelve coffins, and went to the palace.
Only then did their eldest lady, who had always been tough, compromise.
That's how today's scene of waiting outside the Imperial College came about.
Looking at her eldest daughter now, the maid who had grown up with Xu Ruoyun was filled with inexplicable distress in her heart.
But unfortunately it can't be done.
The emperor's order has been issued. If you don't follow it, you will be disobeying it.
Although the Duke and His Majesty grew up together, the Xu family has the reputation of being the pillar of the country.
But in the final analysis, the imperial power is as great as the sky.
They cannot tolerate disobedience.
…
"What I'm talking about today is called the Tao of Confucius and Mencius."
[Those who pretend to be benevolent with force dominate, and those who act benevolently with virtue are kings! 】
"Mencius said: He who pretends to be benevolent with force dominates, and he will have a country. He who acts benevolently with virtue is a king. The king does not wait for greatness. The soup is seventy miles, and the king of Wen is a hundred miles. He who convinces others with strength is not convinced by his heart, but also by his strength. Those who convince others with their virtues will be happy and sincerely convinced, just like the seventy-year-old disciples who convinced Confucius."
In the Wenhua Hall, the lecturer today was an old master with white hair.
He is also an old acquaintance of Zhao Ding, Mr. Zhang Shiwei.
A great Confucian who is close to the rank of Imperial Master for two generations.
And the lesson taught today is also extremely important. The purpose is to teach the princes and grandsons which one is higher and which is lower, "Domineering" and "Kingdom".
This may affect the foundation of the entire country in the future.
But unfortunately, Zhao Ding had no interest in these at all. However, considering Old Master Zhang's age, Zhao Ding still managed to maintain a straight face.
On the side, Zhao Qingzhan was already sleeping soundly, and his nose was full of snot and bubbles.
The most outrageous thing is that he grinds his teeth.
The corners of Zhao Ding's mouth twitched as he watched.
He raised his leg and kicked him.
"Is Grandpa Huang here? Where is Grandpa Huang?"
Zhao Qingzhan trembled all over and immediately regained his energy. He raised his head and wiped the saliva and snot bubbles from his mouth indiscriminately, looking at the door of Wenhua Hall with a horrified look on his face.
The Imperial Palace and the Imperial Palace are not far apart.
So when nothing happens, Zhao Chongyuan will conduct surprise inspections at every turn.
Especially today is the first time Zhao Ding has come to the Imperial College.
Based on Zhao Qingzhan's understanding of his grandfather.
Even if I'm not on the road right now.
That also specifies where to aim out of sight.
After looking around to make sure there was no one around.
Zhao Qingzhan wiped his mouth carelessly and glanced at his own Zhao Ding: "Uncle Jiu, I am dreaming of leading troops to fight. Can you please stop causing trouble?"
Zhao Ding was speechless.
Why fight just like this?
If you really go to the battlefield and die, you don’t even know how you will die.
He poked Zhao Qingzhan and pointed at old Master Zhang Shiwei who had already put up a ruler on the podium and walked over.
Zhao Qingzhan suddenly smiled: "Master Zhang...I..."
"Hands out."
Although Zhang Shiwei was over seventy years old, his voice was still full of energy when he spoke. He glared indifferently at this moment, which frightened Zhao Qingzhan and subconsciously stretched out his right hand.
"Left hand."
Zhang Shiwei gave a low drink.
Zhao Qingzhan immediately smiled and changed his outstretched right hand to his left hand, stretching it while still shrinking it.
Zhao Ding pinched Zhao Qingzhan's wrist, looked at Master Zhang and said with a smile: "Hit me, Master."
Zhang Shiwei glanced at Zhao Ding in surprise, with a hint of surprise on his ruddy face, and said in surprise: "Are you the Ninth Prince? King Yan?"
"Master, you'd better call me Zhao Ding. King Yan doesn't count."
Zhao Ding cupped his hands and smiled.
But Zhao Qingzhan on the side was a little angry and looked at Zhao Ding with an aggrieved look: "Uncle Jiu, we are not one of our own, how can you help Master Zhang."
"Who is one of your own? I'm here to discipline you."
Zhao Ding squinted his eyes and said.
Discipline me, you obviously do the same, right? ? ?
Zhao Qingzhan looked at Zhao Ding in astonishment.
Before coming here, his grandfather clearly didn't say that.
But before he could speak, Zhao Ding looked at Zhang Shiwei with a grin and said, "Master, my nephew is a little disobedient. Let me beat him up for you first."
Zhang Shiwei was a little confused, but after listening to Zhao Ding's words, a smile suddenly appeared on his face and he said: "Okay, okay, thank you, Your Highness, King Yan. Thank you, Your Highness, King Yan."
"Master, just call me Zhao Ding. I was once your student after all. I still understand the principle that once you are a teacher, you will always be a father."
Zhao Ding said as he spoke.
While taking the ruler from Master Zhang Shiwei's hand, he pulled it out towards Zhao Qingzhan's left hand.
While smoking, he cursed: "Is it because you don't pay attention to the lectures, that you don't learn how to govern the country, and that you don't obey the orders? Why do you think you know something?"
Snap!
In an instant, Zhao Qingzhan's mouth suddenly shrank into an "O".
A pair of big eyes looked at Zhao Ding in disbelief.
Uncle Jiu, isn’t this what Grandpa Huang scolded you? ? ?
