Yinzhen summoned Zhang Ying into the Qianqing Palace.

Zhang Ying couldn't figure out why the Emperor had summoned him, and after he finished bowing, the Emperor offered him a seat.

Yinzhen began, "Mengdun's youngest son is six years old this year, isn't he? Has he started his formal education?"

Zhang Ying really couldn't figure out how the topic had veered to this. He thought the Emperor had summoned him today to discuss state affairs, but it sounded like they were having a casual chat.

Zhang Ying hadn't considered the possibility of Bobo being the baby, since he was only three years old by the traditional Chinese age reckoning.

Zhang Ying respectfully said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. My youngest son was supposed to start his studies last year, but Tinglu fell into the river last summer because he was greedy for water. Although I rescued him in time, he was weak and fell ill. I am taking good care of him, and I plan to start his studies this year."

Yinzhen knew all this, of course; he had already sent people to investigate.

Yinzhen: "Is that so? My son is also three years old. He is young and active. I heard that Mengdun personally taught his son his first lessons. He has a heart full of love for his father. I am very moved. I don't have much free time on weekdays, otherwise I would also like to teach my son my first lessons myself."

Hearing this, Zhang Ying roughly understood what Yinzhen meant. To be honest, it was indeed a good job—to teach the emperor's only son—which was a great honor. However, Zhang Ying was reluctant to accept it.

But he had no choice. Since the emperor was interested, he naturally had to appear willing.

Zhang Ying: "Your Majesty is busy with many affairs of state, but this sentiment is enough. I think the young prince will be grateful for Your Majesty's kind heart."

Yinzhen smiled and said, "Mengdun, you speak well of me. I have heard that your eldest and second sons are outstanding in literature and have exceptional talents. It is evident that Mengdun has put a lot of effort into their teaching. I would like to appoint Mengdun as the tutor of the princes. What do you think, Mengdun?"

Zhang Ying: Not really, but I really couldn't refuse.

Zhang Ying stood up: "It is my honor to be able to teach the princes and princes. I will certainly live up to my mission."