550 Where is the Emperor?
When he arrived at the main courtyard gate, he saw that the steward was still there. He looked at Ping An with a fake smile and said, "Master Wan, please come in."
"Ping An, let's go."
Manager Ma said, "Please ask Master Wan to go alone with me. No one else can go with you."
The old imperial teacher was furious. When he thought about the fact that the child had actually wanted to hurt his hand, he could not help but get angry: "You, a slave, are actually showing off. I will go and see if the gate of the palace is facing me. If it is safe, I can take you to the palace to reason with you."
Manager Ma was a little confused now. He had just been transferred to the capital from outside and wanted to perform well. His uncle was the chief steward of the palace. If he performed well, maybe he could take over when his uncle retired.
But this old man looked inconspicuous, but spoke very harshly. No one knew who he was, but no matter who he was, could he be stronger than the prince?
Just go.
Ping An got into the carriage, feeling very anxious. If the incident had really gotten out of hand, he would ask someone to examine his hand injury. Although the wound was fake, Xiao Wu had put on makeup last night, so it looked almost like a real wound.
But after all, it is not real and cannot withstand real testing. But I don’t think it will get to this point.
What is this?
"Silly boy, this is not a big deal. If His Majesty does not make the decision for us, we can go live in Yingtian or Jiangnan. Our master will accompany you."
Ping An burst into tears: "Master, you are so kind to me. You must live to be a hundred years old. No, you must live to be a hundred and twenty years old."
The old imperial teacher smiled and said, "Okay, listen to Ping An and live to be 120 years old. I calculated that I am only 77 this year, so I still have 40 more years to live. That's fine. I have enough energy now. I can live to be 100, not to mention 40 more years."
Soon we arrived at the palace.
Ping An helped the master out of the car.
The old imperial teacher looked at the gate of the palace and said, "When I first taught him, he was only six or seven years old. Now he is over forty years old. Almost forty years have passed in a flash."
At that time, the Sixth Prince was very naughty. He didn't know how many times he had punished him, including making him stand in the corner and slapping his palms. Only later did he really become afraid of him.
Manager Ma brought the two into the mansion, while Lin Feng, Xiao Wu and others were left in the front yard.
Ping'an and his master were taken around in many places and finally arrived at the gate of the courtyard where the prince lived, but they were told that the Sixth Prince had gone out and asked Wan Ping'an to come and treat the young lady directly.
The old imperial teacher was so angry that he laughed: "Your Highness, don't you know that Ping An's hand is injured? So many imperial doctors can't help, so you have to treat him, a person with an injured hand? Ping An, Master will take you to a place. Let's make a big fuss today, so that there won't be another incident in a few days."
Ping An nodded, his heart pounding.
It's good that Grandmaster does this. They, the grandfather and grandson, are not really afraid. The palace is too much to ask. After all, he is the Earl of Ping'an who was recently conferred the title.
"Master Wan, how can you leave? If you come, you must treat our young lady's legs." Manager Ma knew clearly that the Fifth Aunt and the Third Young Lady were doing this just to get things done. What would happen if they left?
Ping An didn't want to spoil him as he was just a servant, but he also couldn't be too disrespectful to the palace. He gently pulled the man with one hand, and the man retreated several meters without falling.
Manager Ma was a little dumbfounded. This young earl was really courageous. Although earl was a title, it was much inferior to marquis and duke, and was certainly incomparable to the royal palace.
He just opened his mouth to ask someone to stop him, but Ping An said coldly: "I advise you not to make a big deal out of this. After all, I am the new champion this year and the newly crowned Earl of Ping An. You can go out with us, but you can't force us to stay."
Manager Ma really didn't dare to make a fuss, in case he scared the princess. The princess didn't like the mother and daughter.
"Master Wan, I advise you to help the Third Miss with her treatment. The Prince will not lose out on your benefits. Who is our Prince? He is the younger brother of the Emperor."
"Ping An, no need to say anything more to him, let's go."
Manager Ma didn't catch up after all. The work was not done yet, but we can continue it tomorrow. The third young lady just sprained her foot, not really broke her leg.
It’s better not to make a big deal out of this. The prince is not in the palace now, and it would be bad if the princess was alarmed.
After getting in the car, Ping An saw that the people from the palace had not caught up with him: "Master, is it not good for us to go like this?"
The old master whispered, "Don't be afraid. We can use this incident today to make it clear to His Majesty. Others cannot see His Majesty because of something special. But we can see him. Your Majesty should give me this face."
When the emperor heard from Eunuch Hu that the old imperial tutor had come, and brought Xiao Ping'an with him, he was a little surprised: "Bring them over, and meet them in the small side hall."
I'm not very busy today, so it would be nice to meet the teacher.
When he was six or seven years old, he first saw the elegant and easy-going teacher who was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, and he fell in love with him at once. From then on, the teacher helped teach the children of the royal family year after year, and even delayed his promotion.
So many years have passed, the teacher is almost eighty years old, I am in my early fifties, and my grandson is in his teens.
The old man took Ping'an into the side hall, thinking that he had to settle the child's matter today.
Not long after, the emperor walked in with a smile: "Teacher, how come you have time to come here today?"
The old master pulled Ping An and knelt down with a plop: "Your Majesty, I and my disciple Ping An respectfully wish Your Majesty good health."
"I wish you the best of luck and peace, and long live the emperor."
"Okay, everyone, please stand up and sit down. There's no need to be so formal since there's no outsiders here."
Eunuch Hu on the side hurried over, pulled up the old imperial teacher, and helped him sit down.
Ping An didn't dare to sit down, so he stood next to his master.
"Teacher, what's the matter today? Just tell me. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask Dean Wang to tell me."
The old imperial teacher pulled Ping An and was about to kneel down again.
"No, no, teacher, what's wrong with you today? I told you to sit down, so just sit down. Be safe, go ahead."
"Your Majesty, let me speak for you."
The old man wiped away his non-existent tears and told the whole story.
"Your Majesty, my child just hurt his hand. I told them, but they came and forced him to go to the palace. The child's face turned pale with anger. I couldn't bear it, so I accompanied him. I didn't expect that I was so old that I almost got beaten in the palace today."
Even Ping An, who was standing by, was filled with indignation and almost forgot that his master was talking about his own affairs.
"Pah." The emperor slapped the table. "Eunuch Hu, have someone invite the Sixth Prince in, right now. This is so stupid."
A little concubine's daughter in a royal palace actually dared to covet his sixth place in the imperial examination. What a dream!
It’s bad enough that Xiaoliu is not doing his job properly, but he can’t even figure out the little things going on in the backyard?
It was nothing more than letting Ping An touch the legs of a concubine's daughter and having to marry her. What does this mean for the Sun family?
How could a little concubine's daughter be so important as to be in the most important medical family in the Great Zhou Dynasty?
How ignorant and fearless.
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