51. National Master Dad 2

The sky is cloudless.

After being cleaned up, Xiaoye sat obediently in front of the table, drooling as he looked at the dishes on the table.

Steward Zhuo: "Young Master, are these dishes not to your liking?"

Steward Zhuo was Wanli Wuyun's chief steward, responsible for all internal affairs. Xue Zhong had just handed the young master over to him, saying it was the Imperial Master's order, so he naturally didn't dare neglect it.

While I was bathing the young master, his stomach growled with hunger. Looking at the skinny child, Steward Zhuo felt deeply distressed and immediately ordered the servants to prepare food. Now the young master only watched without touching anything. Could it be that he didn't like the food?

Xiao Ye said timidly, "Can I really eat it?" He had never seen so much food before, and it smelled so good and looked so delicious.

Manager Zhuo was startled and said with a smile: "Yes, of course, these are all prepared for you, young master." Poor thing, he must have had a hard life in the past, and I don't know where the national teacher picked up this child?

Manager Zhuo walked over, picked up a small bowl and poured a bowl of thick meat porridge for Xiao Ye, saying, "Come, have some porridge first."

Xiao Ye hesitated for a moment before wolfing down the food, his beautiful eyes narrowing into crescent shapes. This was the taste of meat; he'd tasted it before. Back when his nanny was around, she'd occasionally bring back delicious meat from outside.

Although he didn't know why these adults had brought him to this beautiful place, bathed him, dressed him in beautiful clothes, and prepared lots of delicious food for him, every meal counted. Even if they threw him out later, he had earned a full meal.

Manager Zhuo watched in amazement as a child devoured most of the food on the table. Seeing Xiao Ye trying to stuff more food into his mouth, Manager Zhuo quickly stepped forward to stop him. "No more! I can't bear it anymore."

After asking someone to remove the remaining food.

Manager Zhuo rubbed Xiao Ye's belly with a worried look on his face, wondering whether he should ask the imperial physician to take a look, as his belly was swollen like a ball.

"Thank you, sir," Xiao Ye said, blushing as she looked at Manager Zhuo. He even rubbed my belly. I wonder if he'll be gentler when he throws me out later.

Steward Zhuo: "Oh, young master, just call me Steward Zhuo, but don't call me Sir."

Xiao Ye: "Thank you, Manager Zhuo." So when will you kick me out?

Manager Zhuo said: "Young Master, you should thank the Imperial Master. I am only taking care of you according to the Imperial Master's instructions."

Xiao Ye: "Who is the national teacher?" It was the fierce one today.

That one?

Manager Zhuo: "The Imperial Master is the master of this Wanli Wuyun..."

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It was not until the evening when Cheng Jiu finished his own work that he summoned Manager Zhuo.

Manager Zhuo arrived at the pavilion in the front yard of Wangyue Courtyard, where Cheng Jiu was sipping tea. A teapot perched on a small stove on a stone table gurgled with steam. Four glazed lanterns illuminated the pavilion like daylight, their pale light reflecting on his jade-like face, his cold expression becoming even more ethereal.

Steward Zhuo immediately stepped forward and saluted: "Grand Master."

Cheng Jiu nodded and said, "The child today?"

Steward Zhuo said, "Master, I will arrange for the young master to stay in the guest house." Because he was unsure of the young master's identity, Steward Zhuo could only arrange him in the guest house.

Cheng Jiu nodded and said, "Move him to Xiangxieyuan tomorrow."

Manager Zhuo was shocked, because Xiangxie Courtyard was right next to Wangyue Courtyard. He had served the Imperial Master for over a decade, and he had never seen the Imperial Master pay so much attention to someone, especially a child. Could it be that the Imperial Master wanted to accept a disciple?

Thinking of this, Manager Zhuo hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Excellency the Imperial Master, the young master... is ill." If it were in the past, he would certainly not bother the Imperial Master with such a small matter, but the Imperial Master seemed to value the young master very much.

Cheng Jiu was a little puzzled: "Are you sick?"

Manager Zhuo nodded guiltily and said, "Just now, Liuzi, who was taking care of the young master, found that he had a fever and was already drowsy." Children are weak and the fever is more serious.

Cheng Jiu frowned: "Have you asked for the imperial physician?"

Manager Zhuo replied hurriedly, "I've sent someone to invite him, and he should be here soon." He was waiting for the imperial physician when he was summoned by the imperial preceptor.

Cheng Jiu stood up and walked towards the door. Steward Zhuo was startled for a moment, then quickly followed. He thought to himself, the Imperial Master really values ​​the young master so much that he's going to see him in person.

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The imperial physician pretended to be calm on the surface, but he was actually panicking inside. Although the Imperial Preceptor looked elegant and calm, just sitting there made people afraid to act rashly.

The imperial physician calmed his mind and focused on taking the pulse of the young man, who lay in bed sweating profusely. After a while, he removed the pulse pillow and said, "Well, the young man's condition is... overeating, which has caused his internal organs to be unable to digest food, and the high fever has been caused by food accumulation in the abdomen." He meant that he had eaten too much.

"Did you eat too much?" Cheng Jiu's tone was vague, as if he was a little bit surprised as to why he was so full.

The doctor wiped the nonexistent sweat from his head and said, "Yes." If a child does not know how to eat in moderation, it is easy to cause food accumulation in the stomach, causing bloating, abdominal distension, and diarrhea.

Pain, vomiting, acid reflux, diarrhea, and severe cases may also cause high fever.

Manager Zhuo said guiltily, "It's all my fault that I didn't take good care of the young master. Please punish me, Master." It was indeed his fault that he didn't stop the young master from overeating in time.

Now is not the time to talk about this.

Cheng Jiu said calmly, "Prescribe a prescription."

He said to Zhuo, "Go with the imperial physician to get the medicine."

"yes"

The imperial physician quickly wrote out a prescription and Manager Zhuo left.

Cheng Jiu walked to the bed and sat down. He picked up the wet handkerchief on the high shelf next to him and began to wipe Xiao Ye's sweat. After putting the handkerchief down, he reached out and gently massaged the child's stomach.

This kid made himself sick as soon as he was brought back, or maybe he ate too much, what a fool. Cheng Jiu sighed inwardly and began to recall the original owner's memories and the original plot.

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Xiaoye's mother is Princess Taimin.

At that time, the old imperial teacher's sister, Princess Changhui, and her husband, General Bian, both passed away, leaving behind a ten-year-old daughter, Taimin. The late emperor brought her back to the palace to raise her and conferred the title of princess on her.

At that time, the old national teacher had passed away, and the 20-year-old original owner had taken over the position of national teacher for two years.

So how did a noble imperial teacher who rarely appeared in public and a princess with little presence, low-key and shy personality, give birth to a child?

All we can say is that the goddess has the intention, but the king has no dream.

Cheng Jiu's mouth twitched as he reviewed the original owner's memories. How obtuse was the original owner to not have noticed Princess Taimin's affection? Every time the original owner went to burn incense for the old imperial preceptor, he'd "chance" to run into Princess Taimin in the summer corridor. They'd never do anything, just exchange greetings. But it kept happening four or five times year after year. So, the original owner assumed Princess Taimin really loved... lotus flowers. Haha.

A few years passed, and Princess Taimin reached marriageable age. Thus, the weak-willed Princess Taimin mustered up the courage to test the original owner during a chance encounter.

"The Queen has chosen the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo as my consort. What do you think, Imperial Master?"

The original owner was stunned, not understanding what Princess Taimin meant at all, so she spoke truthfully, "The eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo is indeed a good match."

A month later, after a state banquet, Princess Taimin once again approached the original owner, leading him to a courtyard and knocking him unconscious. Despite his impressive willpower, he had spent years in Wanli Wuyun, rarely interacting with outsiders, let alone such private matters. Furthermore, the original owner had never imagined Princess Taimin would plot against him, and thus he fell for it. His memory of that night was hazy, and he was groggy, with no idea of ​​what had happened.

After waking up the next day, the original owner found that

Everything was normal except for the strange feeling in his body, as if he had been knocked unconscious and left here to sleep. Considering that Princess Taimin was the master's niece, the original owner did not disclose this matter.

Princess Taimin became pregnant out of wedlock and refused to abort the child or reveal the father's identity. The palace's powerful officials were forced to keep the matter a secret, and the Imperial Preceptor was naturally unaware of these harem affairs. Princess Taimin then requested to be relocated to a remote courtyard. She had hoped to live out her life with her beloved's child, but things didn't go as planned. She suffered a difficult labor and died.

A disgraceful child was soon forgotten by the palace.

Xiao Ye stumbled through life until she was fifteen, when she unexpectedly met Emperor An Zhenghong. An Zhenghong was stunned, for Xiao Ye's eyes truly resembled the Imperial Preceptor's. The corners of her eyes curled into a beautiful curve, a look An Zhenghong had only seen on the Imperial Preceptor's face.

The original owner then realized that he had a son. He brought his son back to Wanli Wuyun and named him Cheng Ye.

In the end, the original owner used up all his merits and prayed, hoping that his son would not become a disabled person and live a healthy life.

So how did Cheng Ye become useless?

Time-traveling Nie Wushuang transmigrated into the body of Duke Cheng'en's concubine. Her carefree, straightforward personality quickly sparked romances with the Third Prince, the Left Prime Minister's son, and a young general. They engaged in a fiercely competitive love chase, ultimately triumphing over the Third Prince. The others, grieving, silently watched over her.

Cheng Ye is the victim of the quarrel and anger between the male and female protagonists.

During a quarrel during a spring hunt, the heroine pointed at Cheng Ye who was passing by and said, I like this kind of gentle and well-behaved little puppy, not you, a grumpy stupid pig.

Cheng Ye: ???

The enraged Third Prince stabbed the horse Cheng Ye was riding with his sword, causing it to run away madly in pain. Cheng Ye, who had no time to react, was thrown off the horse, injuring his spine and becoming paralyzed.

Cheng Jiu: Damn, you’re mentally retarded.

The Emperor brought the Third Prince and the time-traveling girl directly before the original owner. The original owner immediately recognized the time-traveling girl's identity and, regardless of the strong aura they shared, tore her soul out and threw it into the time tunnel. How she would die in the time tunnel was not a concern of the original owner. As for the Third Prince, the original owner simply said that the emperor was no less guilty than the common people. The Emperor, knowing he had no shortage of foolish sons, punished the Third Prince with fifty lashes, demoted him to a commoner, and threw him out of the palace to fend for himself.

With all his willpower but unable to save his son, the original owner felt powerless for the first time.

He dedicated himself to this country, but was unable to cure his son until his death. He felt guilty. After his death, he reversed time and space to pray that his son would not suffer such hardship again.

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Even after Xiaoye was given the imperial physician's medicine, there was no improvement. The high fever kept coming back, making people very worried. It was not until the middle of the night that Xiaoye started to vomit a lot of things. Seeing this, the imperial physician prescribed another medicine...

Xiaoye tossed and turned all night, and her fever finally subsided at dawn.

After the imperial physician left, Manager Zhuo glanced at Xiao Ye, who had settled down on the bed, and whispered, "Master, I'm enough here. You can go back and rest first."

Cheng Jiu: "Send someone to bring in some water for washing." Manager Zhuo's suggestion was not recognized by Cheng Jiu.

Manager Zhuo: “…Yes.”

After Cheng Jiu simply washed up, he continued to look after his son.

After a while, he said to the steward Zhuo beside him, "Send someone to clean up the Xiangxie Courtyard and let him move in today."

Champs Elysées Courtyard had been empty before, and even if someone cleaned it regularly, it would still be a bit desolate and would need to be cleaned up before people could live there.

Manager Zhuo said, "We've already sent someone to clean it up."

Cheng Jiu seemed to have thought of something and said, "Select a few smart servants to take care of Cheng Ye." What happened today must not happen again. The child's body cannot withstand such torture.

Cheng Ye? Was it his original surname or was it given by the Imperial Master?

Manager Zhuo was stunned. "Excuse me, Master, who is this young master?" Manager Zhuo couldn't help but ask as he was not sure about the young master's identity.

Cheng Jiu: "It's my son."

Cheng Jiu dropped a bomb on Manager Zhuo, setting his head buzzing. The Imperial Master has a son, the Imperial Master has a son, the Imperial Master has a son!

Xiaoye didn't wake up until noon.

He opened his eyes drowsily and saw the handsome man who had scared him so much that he almost fell into the lake, sitting beside his bed and looking at him.

Xiao Ye: "Who are you?" Where is the previous manager Zhuo?

Cheng Jiu touched his head and found that the fever was gone. He said, "I am your father."

My dad? Xiao Ye knew what Dad meant because he had seen a young eunuch calling another eunuch "godfather" while hiding in the flowers. Could this handsome man also be a eunuch? But I'm not a young eunuch. Young eunuchs can go to the big house to get food, but I can't go.

Xiao Ye thought the man had recognized the wrong person and said, "I don't have a father."

Cheng Jiu paused and said, "I am your father, you are my son... my biological child, from now on you will be called Cheng Ye, with my last name." The child was born without a mother,

It was impossible for a wet nurse to teach a child whose father was unknown what a father was. Therefore, Cheng Jiu felt it necessary to make it clear.

Xiao Ye was conflicted. This man insisted on being my father. If I said no, would he beat me?

So he said, "I call you godfather, can you give me enough food every day?" As he said this, he looked at Cheng Jiu with shining eyes.

Cheng Jiu was puzzled. Who told him that there was such a term as godfather?

"Not godfather, but biological father."

"Daddy!"

“…Just call me daddy.”

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"What did you say?!"

An Zhenghong stared at Xue Chong who was kneeling below him, with the words "are you kidding me" written all over his face.

Xue Zhong: "The child left behind by Princess Taimin is the biological child of the Imperial Master, and has now been taken back by Wanli Wuyun." Xue Zhong came to tell the emperor about this matter on the orders of Cheng Jiu.

An Zhenghong paced back and forth in the hall, hands on his hips, clearly still recovering from the shock of this news. How could Taemin's child be the Imperial Preceptor's son? What kind of secret... er, love, and child were these two secretly planning? No, no, if they were so in love, why didn't they get married? And what about Taemin's refusal to reveal the father of his child?

Hmm, I smell gossip.

An Zhenghong felt it necessary to take some time to go to Wanli Wuyun and chat with the national teacher.

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