When Scholar Zheng heard Xiao Yunchen say that the prince had invited him to a banquet, he felt a little worried.
He knew that the Crown Prince might use this opportunity to personally persuade Xiao Yunchen to join his army and serve him. He also considered that Xiao Yunchen might stick to his original intentions. The two of them had a disagreement and argued on the spot, completely tearing each other apart.
Therefore, he was very restless and arranged for people to come to Xiao Mansion to inquire early, but he did not expect that the news he got was that Xiao Yunchen was poisoned and injured.
Mr. Zheng, who was always dignified and steady, was so shocked that the teacup in his hand almost slipped.
With Xiao Yunchen's background and family's deep roots in the court, even if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really wanted to suppress him, he wouldn't be so stupid as to frame him so blatantly.
Now, seeing Xiao Yunchen lying on the bed, looking pale and sick, he was shocked to realize that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had actually done such a foolish thing.
When Xiao Yunchen saw him coming, he struggled to stand up and saluted: "Greetings, Master."
Seeing this, Zheng Xueshi hurried forward, gave him a slight support, and said with concern, "It's okay. You're still sick, so there's no need to go through all this formality."
Xiao Yunchen, with unsteady steps, forced himself to sit at the tea table in the house and raised his hand to make tea.
Seeing that his hands were wrapped in thick gauze, Zheng Xueshi hurriedly interrupted him: "Yun Chen, what are you doing? Your hands are already injured like this, why bother with all this empty formalities?"
Master Zheng stepped forward quickly, gently pressed Xiao Yunchen's shoulders and forced him to sit down steadily.
Then he sat down opposite Xiao Yunchen and asked solemnly, "Yunchen, what happened to you when you went to the banquet this time?"
Xiao Yunchen looked at the teacher with a face full of concern, his calm eyes hiding a hint of gloom, and slowly recounted the details of what happened at the banquet.
If we say that in today's complicated and strange court, the only person Xiao Yunchen trusts without reservation is his teacher, Master Zheng.
The Master not only imparted all his knowledge to him, but also taught him to stick to the right path in terms of political ideas.
After listening to Xiao Yunchen's description of the banquet, Master Zheng was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.
He poured himself a cup of tea, drank it all, and suppressed the turbulent thoughts in his heart.
After a long pause, he said in a deep voice, "So you ate the cake specially made by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at the banquet, and that cake contained the divine essence?"
Xiao Yunchen nodded slightly: "Yes."
A glimmer flashed in his narrow and long phoenix eyes, and his whole body was as calm and moving as flowing water in the night.
Although his voice was still a little hoarse, his noble demeanor remained unchanged: "Although the students have escaped, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will definitely not let this go. I'm afraid even the teacher will be implicated."
Zheng Xueshi sighed softly, "You are in a very dangerous situation now."
After saying this, he frowned and remained silent for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "I remember last time you said that Master Wen's nephew committed suicide in Dong'an City in the northwest? The prefect of Dong'an City seems to be a close confidant of the Crown Prince. Why don't you take this opportunity to submit a memorial to have the prefect convicted and investigated, and then take this opportunity to go to the northwest for a while."
Xiao Yunchen's brows furrowed slightly, a look of disapproval on his face. "Master, are you asking me to temporarily avoid the Crown Prince's attention? If I truly only care about my own safety and live in seclusion, ignoring the affairs of the court, I will not be able to rest in peace."
His tone was a little heavy: "Master once said, without a country, there is no home. Yun Chen will remember this in his heart."
Scholar Zheng shook his head, sighed, and explained slowly and earnestly, "Yun Chen, our country is currently facing a situation where Xiyuan is the greatest threat. The northwest is the gateway for Xiyuan to trample upon our country. Moreover, if you can establish a career in the northwest and return to the court, your status will rise. That will be a great opportunity for you to show your talents."
Zheng Xueshi's face flashed with determination, as if he had made this decision with great determination. He said solemnly: "Now you have the support of the Xiao family, but you are also going against the clan. It is difficult to move forward. It is better to burn your boats and head to the northwest, facing death and then survive!"
Xiao Yunchen's calm eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. He stood up excitedly and said, "Master, your words are like enlightenment. This is my humble opinion."
Seeing that he had listened to his words, Zheng Xueshi stood up with a look of relief on his face. He patted his shoulder gently and said slowly with a smile, "Go to the northwest first to accumulate strength. When the time is right, come back and reorganize the government. I will take care of things for you in the court, so you can rest assured."
Zheng Xueshi was very impressed with the student he had personally brought up. As a member of the Imperial Academy, he had taught many students throughout his life, but only Xiao Yunchen stood out in both talent and character.
He loves Xiao Yunchen as much as his own biological son.
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In early autumn in the northwest, the sky is high and the air is fresh. There is a hint of coolness in the wind, but it also carries a unique heat of the wilderness.
In the sapphire-blue sky, large white clouds stretch out freely, as if they were casually rubbed by a pair of invisible hands and placed there.
The rolling mountains in the distance are dyed a light golden color by the early autumn, which contrasts with the vast green grasslands swaying in the wind at the foot of the mountains, forming a magnificent picture.
An exquisitely decorated carriage slowly rolled along the winding dirt road. The wheels rolled, kicking up clouds of dust, but it did not dampen the spirits of the occupants in the slightest.
Xiaoying opened her eyes wide with curiosity and asked, "Big sister, how long will it take us to get there?"
Li Nian looked at her blinking her big watery eyes and asked expectantly.
She was wearing a light pink silk dress with delicate little flowers embroidered on the hem. The skirt swayed gently with her movements, making her look lively and cute.
Xiaoying is now much more lively and cheerful than when she first came, and has a little more childishness. She is even bolder and more talkative with outsiders than she is.
Li Nian curled his lips, lifted the car curtain with one hand, looked at the scenery outside, and replied: "Don't worry, Xiaobai said we'll be there in half an hour. You started asking about it as soon as you left the city. Are you so impatient to see Marseille?"
Li Nian was wearing a bluish-white riding suit today, which was simple yet elegant. Her long, shiny black hair was tied up high, and a few strands of hair fell beside her fair cheeks, adding a bit of gentleness to her temperament.
Xiaoying stuck out her tongue and said cheerfully, "I've never seen a Marseille since I was a child! I used to hear that the Northwest Marseille was so exciting, and I was so envious back then. I never thought I'd be able to see it with my own eyes now."
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