601 Two Years Later
Put the book down safely.
"Your Highness, today's class ends here. I have to go back."
The prince is already fourteen years old and is growing very fast, almost reaching the height of Ping An's ears.
In the past two years, Ping An gave him two hours of lessons every other day, covering all subjects.
There was no way out, he was even pestered and taught him a modified version of the Snow Step. Unfortunately, the prince did not have a good talent for martial arts, or he was not diligent enough. After two years of learning Qinggong, his performance was still very average, so he gradually lost interest.
"Sir, it's Junior Brother's birthday, right? Can't I come along?"
"Your Highness, I am eager for you to go, as long as the Emperor agrees."
The new emperor had been on the throne for two years but had not appointed a new queen. The emperor retired did not urge him and devoted himself to accompanying the mentally ill empress dowager.
Not long ago, the emperor summoned him and asked him to strengthen and increase the intensity of the lessons given to the prince.
He was a little puzzled and asked his teacher. Mr. Wang would occasionally tell the prince about history.
Mr. Wang Da quietly told him that the Emperor had obtained the consent of the Grand Empress Dowager and would pass the throne to the Crown Prince after he turned eighteen and got married.
This gave Ping An a big shock.
The emperor is only in his thirties, in the prime of his life. How could he not want to be the emperor?
That means he is above tens of millions of people and can get whatever he wants. Moreover, the Great Zhou is now peaceful and prosperous, and everything is going well. This position is smooth and stable, and there are no troubles at all.
In this situation, he just wants to sit for another three or four years and wait for his son to come of age before handing over the business. He is really unique.
All I can say is that he really doesn't have even the slightest ambition. To some extent, he is really similar to his husband Sun Yat-sen. His husband said that he would work for another five years at most, and after five years he would only be 49 years old.
Although Ping An knew about this, he pretended not to know. He continued to treat the prince as he should, and occasionally even took the prince home for dinner.
It's just too much trouble and he's reluctant to do it.
"Forget it, I won't go. Sir, can you bring my junior brother to the palace to play? I really like him."
Ping An didn't know how to describe his son. He was just two years old and was like a devil when he was naughty, but he was unusually well-behaved in front of his master and great-grandmaster.
Ping An sometimes even suspected that he was also reincarnated from another life, and would occasionally accidentally say a few words from his previous life, but the boy didn't feel anything at all.
If it is not the same as him, then this child is a real child prodigy. He can remember everything very quickly and can tell what people are saying based on their situation, making everyone love him like their own baby.
In order to please his grandfather and others, he memorized many names of medicines. In order to please his great-grandmother and others, he recited the Three Character Classic and the Hundred Family Surnames. In order to please his uncle Ming and others, he even learned some fancy moves.
The two-year-old boy is so smart that Ping An even finds it a little strange. But others don't think much of it. They just think that the son resembles his father, because his father is the top scorer in the imperial examination and has won six titles. Is there anything wrong with that?
"Your Highness, don't you think Mu Yang is noisy?"
"Sir, why do you miss Junior Brother so much? He is not here, otherwise how sad he would be if he heard it? I have never seen a more well-behaved child than him.
I really want to celebrate his birthday today, but I can’t go to your house because my father wants to talk to me this afternoon.”
The prince sighed when he thought of what his father said. How could he think of giving up the throne to his son after only two years on the throne? His grandfather had been on the throne for more than 30 years.
Yesterday, the emperor told him that he would go to the Imperial Garden for a blind date in the afternoon. He said that he had selected a dozen very good noble ladies in the capital. If there was one he liked, they could get engaged first and get married three years later.
Ping An had just taken a few steps when the prince called him, "Sir, can you come back later this afternoon and accompany me to the Imperial Garden, drink some tea, and help keep an eye on the people."
"Prince, I am so sorry, I really can't get away today. You can ask the Emperor or Empress Dowager to help you."
Ping An didn't wait for his answer and disappeared in the blink of an eye. What a joke! Could he help the prince choose a concubine?
No, definitely not.
The prince laughed and was still laughing when he left the study. The master actually used his martial arts skills in the palace for this matter.
He really envied the master's lightness skill, which was as light as a swallow. He couldn't do it, no matter how much he practiced.
"You're still smiling while walking. Are you so happy?"
The prince looked up and said, "Grandfather, grandmother, how did you get here?"
"Why can't we come here? Is there anything we can't go to? You haven't told me why you were laughing while walking. What's so happy about it?"
The retired emperor had to get to the bottom of the matter. He thought that after he stopped being an emperor, he could travel around and see different scenery. Unfortunately, his wife had always been in poor health and was very sick. How could she go out?
The prince recounted what happened just now: "Grandfather, Grandmother, I laughed because you are so funny, and you always make me want to laugh, but when I think of my father, I can't laugh anymore. How can I stop doing this after two years on the throne? You have to give me time to grow up, right?"
The retired emperor couldn't understand what his sons were thinking. One son poisoned his father and brother in order to get to the throne and is still imprisoned in the prince's mansion, while the other son ascended the throne but wanted to give it to his son as soon as possible.
"I have also tried to persuade your father, but he really doesn't want to be the emperor. I can't do anything about it. I will try my best to let him stay on the throne for a few more years.
Wan Ping'an is very capable and has great luck. You should learn something from him. Your father also admires him. He will be in the Imperial Academy for three years in half a year. What position have you and your son decided to give him? Will he remain in the Imperial Academy?"
The prince nodded and said, "Grandfather, I feel that letting Mr. Wang do other things will allow him to better display his abilities than serving in the Imperial Academy.
The master is a capable man who gets things done. You don't know that his two manors, especially Jia'an Manor, are arranged by the master like in the paintings. Every year, they can earn ten times more money than other manors of the same size. And people live comfortably. I heard that the old man of the Wang family, the old man and the old lady of the Sun family and the old lady of the Hao family all live there and don't want to go back home. They live there for at least half of the year. "
"Living on the farm, what are they doing there?" The Empress Dowager, who had seldom spoken since her illness, was surprisingly interested.
The retired emperor rolled his eyes. He had heard that the teacher liked to live in Ping'an Village, but he had never paid much attention to it. It turned out that General Hao's parents also lived there, as well as the elderly from Sun Sicheng's family. It would be very lively with so many people living together.
"Grandmother, they can pick some flowers on the farm, grow some vegetables, and play chess. There are many fruit trees on his farm, and they can pick and eat the fruits one by one. They are very fresh. Occasionally, they can also help pick some herbs. They are very happy to be busy."
The Emperor smiled and said, "Ping An is treating my teacher like a handyman. I will take your grandmother to be a handyman later."
The prince's eyes widened: "Grandfather, do you really think so? But the farm is really well managed, even the farmers are smiling, they eat and wear well, and the master has also hired an old scholar to teach the children of these farmers. There is really no other master like my master in the world."
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