Chapter 26 Beast!
Su Jinghe didn't know what his boss was going to do. He talked to him for a long time and was worried about what was going on, but he didn't know anything about medicine!
"The architecture of the imperial palace has clearly been changed..." Zhang Dexiang was unwilling to give up. He had made a promise with His Majesty before coming here, and got a definite answer from Su Jinghe.
How could he suddenly become seriously ill when he was being taken care of so well?
Hmm... now that I put it that way.
Su Jinghe thought for a moment, "Could it be the dust from the renovations that's affecting the children? Adults are generally in better physical shape than children, after all."
"That's possible, but the renovations were completed last year, and I've had a smooth journey every day for the past year..."
Originally, he just wanted to get some information from Su Jinghe, but now, Zhang Dexiang was carried away by Su Jinghe's thoughts and began to analyze why he fell ill.
"Could it be that the recent excessive killing in our Great Song Dynasty has led to..."
"Don't let your imagination run wild. Is there anyone more murderous than the Qin Emperor and Han Emperor? Aren't these two kids enough?" If this wasn't his eldest brother, Su Jinghe would really want him to wake up physically.
[Really? This little war is too bloody? Even when Qin Shi Huang unified the six kingdoms, he wasn't killed by a natural disaster. Calm down, Song Dynasty! Don't be a coward!]
"Haha!" Lu Yijian suddenly sneered, which made the imperial physician next to him, who was about to ask him how to prescribe medicine, panic.
The imperial physician withdrew his assistance and decided to brainstorm with his colleagues again.
It is really troublesome when children are sick. If the dosage is too little, adults will feel that the child recovers too slowly. If the dosage is too high, it will really harm the child's body.
Lu Yijian sneered and mocked Zhang Dexiang, saying that he would get no result even if he asked. He didn't expect that the people who should have heard didn't hear, and the people who heard ran away directly.
Helpless, he took the initiative to move forward and wanted to give the imperial doctors some advice.
As soon as I entered, I heard the names of various medicinal herbs and prescriptions with different combinations. There were even two people with exactly the same prescription, except for the different proportions of two herbs.
Silence is today's Lu Yijian. He should have started learning medicine when Su Xun thought he was sick and recruited him!
How could a prime minister of this generation not know medical skills! If he did, he wouldn't have to be so restrained at this moment.
Or maybe he should have gone with the flow when Leng Ao dismissed the imperial physician just now. When everyone looked at him for advice, Lu Yijian thought and analyzed hard, and finally used his usual political tactics.
"None of yours are very good, each has its pros and cons. However, His Majesty cannot accept a single issue at this time. Let's brainstorm and improve it, striving to strike a good balance between potency and effectiveness."
What's the difference between this and asking for colorful black? If it were Su Jinghe, he would definitely be furious, but what requests have the imperial doctors not heard of?
"Should I reconsider this? Maybe try acupuncture?"
"Will Your Majesty agree?"
Another round of brainstorming began, and Su Jinghe's thoughts also took action at the same time as they did.
[What? Kings don't meet each other? Is it because Your Majesty is sick from holding too many children? Haha, I knew there were some issues with your Song and Ming emperors. Those who know it happened during the reign of Emperor Renzong of Song, while those who don't might think it was Emperor Jiajing!]
"Our Northern Song Dynasty hasn't fallen yet! How come we've already adopted Jiajing's mindset so quickly? Raising children won't be a problem! Children need maternal love, and paternal love requires a complete family!"
"Could it be that I've been doting on Zhang more recently, which has made Zui Xinglai feel uneasy and sick?"
Just after the imperial physician left, His Majesty came again. Lu Yijian listened to His Majesty's words and did not want to interfere in these harem affairs.
He had a grudge against Empress Cao before, but now there is no one in the palace with whom he has an enemy.
In fact, when Empress Cao became the empress again, she had restored her relationship with him through the Cao family, at least from enemies to ordinary people.
Fortunately, Song Renzong did not need to get an answer from Lu Yijian. It was just because of Su Jinghe's words that he felt that he had not given Zui Xinglai a happier family. Now that the child was sick, he felt a little guilty.
Of course, he may not change after Zui Xing comes back.
In Song Renzong's mind, Concubine Miao was made a concubine because of Zui Xinglai's birth, and now all his attention is on Princess Fukang and Zui Xinglai. She is even more perfunctory towards him and is not as good as Zhang at coaxing people. He, Zhongdeng, does not have the awareness and perseverance to "maintain a happy family."
Facing Su Jinghe's inner thoughts, Zhang Dexiang was the most embarrassed.
He was directly scolded for rounding up, and he himself was not the kind of person who cared about children. Now he was treating it as an exercise to improve his personal cultivation.
If he knew that Su Jinghe, a 20-year-old who was not married and had no children and no partner at all, actually had such advanced parenting concepts, he would definitely not scold him like that!
Zhang Dexiang was about to give up, but he finally heard Su Jinghe's voice.
It seems like the time is almost up. Next year will be the 141st year. I wonder if Zui Xinglai can make it. It seems like our Majesty's luck with having children is really poor. Is it because of poor health and low sperm quality? The concubines all seem to be in good health, so the key is probably Majesty...
The sperm quality provided was not good, and he also wanted to gamble for the throne of his family by giving birth to a boy. However, the boys were weak and sickly. I vaguely remember that there were only a few in total, and none of them lived past the age of five. I was hoping that they would live longer, but they didn't...
Tsk, the family genes are really bad. Later, they were forced by the ministers to let the adopted Zhao Shu inherit the throne? When Zui Xinglai was born last year, Zhao Shu seemed to have been sent back?
Your Majesty, do you really dislike it and truly want your son to succeed you? I think it's better to let a woman succeed you when you're still so obsessed with a man. Empress Wu Zetian's legacy has been elevated to a higher level for posterity. Isn't that better than letting the men of your Zhao family take over the Song Dynasty?
Su Jinghe's words "time is almost up" frightened Zhang Dexiang so much that he listened to the whole long string of words. After listening to them, he didn't even know whether to faint first or cover Su Jinghe's mouth first.
Unfortunately, the man didn't open his mouth, and covering his mouth was of no use. He started coughing on the spot.
"Boss, are you okay? Are you sick too? Are you overworked? You need to have a good rest." This was a very useful method. Su Jinghe began to care about Zhang Dexiang's health and had no time to continue talking about the topics that gave him a headache.
He exceeded his targets here, but got a result that made no one happy.
"Why not establish a female emperor? He is quite right." The speaker was actually Song Renzong.
"Your Majesty, is that true?" Lu Yijian was a little surprised. "A hen crows at dawn, really..."
Lu Yijian did not have the modern thinking of gender equality like Su Jinghe. After listening to it, he had already decided to persuade the emperor with the ministers to take Zhao Shu back.
Cultivate relationships early and don’t let children feel that they are just tools.
"Didn't you hear what he said about me?" Song Renzong gritted his teeth.
"He said the boy had a physical problem, and that was my fault! If I were to do as he said, the boys I'd give birth to in the future wouldn't live past the age of five! Why don't I just accept his advice and support an empress?"
This was the worst kind of outburst of anger. For the sake of his own face, Song Renzong didn't even dare to speak too loudly for others to hear.
Some imperial doctors could not hear Su Jinghe's voice. After finding out what Su Jinghe was thinking, the problem of redundant officials in the Song Dynasty was completely solved. Even some of them who could have had official positions were now reduced to interns.
Neither Emperor Renzong nor his ministers were happy to hear someone insulting the Song Dynasty. The point was, once they'd insulted him, there was no way to stop them. How could they possibly seek justice? It was better to keep it to a minimum.
Lu Yijian instantly understood Song Renzong's slight anger.
Su Jinghe thought that "he was not capable", and this evaluation hurt the emperor's heart, so he simply gave up and followed Su Jinghe's idea to support the empress.
It’s still the “broken window effect” that Su Jinghe mentioned.
After Lu Yijian sorted out his thoughts, he comforted His Majesty, "The young prince is fine. This is just a common fever. He said that the big hurdle will not come until at least next year."
"If Your Majesty could focus on raising the little prince, things might not be impossible. Wouldn't things in his family change then?"
Lu Yijian was talking about Su Xun, who was determined by Su Jinghe to fail the imperial examination. They worked hard to make up for it, but didn't they pass it?
"If it really doesn't work, let him look after the kids. He seems quite capable..."
It’s also a good idea...
"Promoted to the Prince's Grand Tutor? Enthroned as the Crown Prince?"
Song Renzong fell into deep thought.
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Fortunately, Zui Xinglai's fever passed without any serious consequences. Su Jinghe hurriedly said that the atmosphere in the Tianchao Hall was low. Others didn't know how it felt, but a little Karami like him really felt the terrifying oppressive feeling of "dark clouds pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it."
"Is it that scary?" Song Shiyi actually wanted to say more.
Compared to the officials in the court who were silent as a cicada, Su Jinghe was reading gossip in the court every day, adding countless waves to the ministers' already turbulent lives. Such behavior is terrible!
Su Jinghe took a look at this pure ancient man and sighed deeply. He didn't understand the fragile heart of an ordinary civilian like him at all!
"Okay, stop acting, let's get down to business. Didn't you say you were going to take me here to get my eyesight tested? I don't understand what your strength is..."
The two of them didn't take a car, but just walked on foot. There were people coming and going on the street, so it was better to talk less about work. Song Shiyi still had some anti-detection awareness.
"No hurry, no hurry. We are here to pick up two more people."
Su Jinghe took Song Shiyi into a restaurant, sat down at the place closest to the door, ordered tea and pastries, and began to wait.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told me there was someone else, I would have brought some gifts." Song Shiyi searched his whole body, but couldn't find anything to give away.
"It's okay. I just want to go get my eyesight tested with you. Do I need to bring a small gift to make friends? I didn't tell them about you."
As Su Jinghe said this, he placed four boxes on the table.
"Hmm?" Song Shiyi looked at the four of them blankly, then looked at Su Jinghe, "What are you doing?"
"My gifts for you, including my own, are blind boxes. Whichever one you draw is yours~" Su Jinghe stopped Song Shiyi from reaching out to take it. "We're waiting for someone to come. Why are you in such a hurry?"
After people came, there was no awkwardness at all.
"Teacher Liu Yong!" When Su Jinghe saw a white-haired old man, he walked over with a smile, leaving no room for Song Shiyi to feel awkward.
Liu Yong? Such a familiar name.
"Liu Yong? It seems like...Liu Sanbian!"
There was a voice that expressed almost the same sentiment as Song Shiyi's. It was Wang Anshi, who came a step later than Liu Yong.
"We're all here now. Everyone, do you want to eat first or open the gifts?" Su Jinghe prepared the gifts with great care. "I didn't tell everyone about our presence because I didn't want you to spend money. After all, you're helping me. But we still have to open the gifts!"
"That's very thoughtful." Song Shiyi was the first to smooth things over for Su Jinghe, but he didn't know that he was the only person present who least needed Su Jinghe to worry about being short of money to buy a gift.
The other two...
He took out a gift from his pocket and gave it to Su Jinghe.
"I brought you some books. There are so many books in bookstores in Bianjing now, and they are very cheap. I found a book I haven't read yet and bought two. Let's exchange our thoughts next time." This is Wang Anshi, who is still immersed in the prosperity of Bianjing today.
"Last time you said you wanted something with my lyrics on it, so I painted a fan for you. My painting is just average, please forgive me." This is Liu Yong.
"What about you?" Su Jinghe felt justified this time. He turned to look at Song Shiyi who had just rescued him.
We see each other every day, and we're almost face to face when we go to court! Do I need to bring you a gift?
I shouldn't have rescued this guy just now!
Song Shiyi took off the beads from his wrist and said, "I'm giving you a set of cinnabar beads that I bought ten days ago and just put on today. If you don't like them, just smash them and use them for painting. The color is very red!"
Song Shiyi's words were full of resentment, and he was almost asking directly whether Su Jinghe's conscience was red or black.
"I am Wang Anshi." "Liu Yong." "Song Shiqin."
"Isn't your name Song Shiyi?" Su Jinghe was shocked.
"That's a fake name I used at the kiln factory. You wouldn't have been calling me that in your heart until now, right?" Song Shiyi was suspicious.
"No." Su Jinghe denied and looked away silently.
I feel very guilty.
What's in the blind box is...
"What a beautiful little notebook!" Wang Anshi was quite surprised after opening it. "The pen is so small too. Is it a charcoal pencil? It's really convenient to use a notebook like this for taking notes. Why is there a piece of paper?"
"A contract for a year's supply of paper is too expensive. I can't accept it." Wang Anshi's voice overlapped with another person's.
Liu Yong was holding an exquisite little inkstone in his hand. The inkstone was in very good condition. It even looked not cheap because it was a smaller version with a cat shape on it.
“This is really too expensive…”
"It's not expensive, it's the same model as my brother's. This cat is so cute~" Su Jinghe showed his own, "Look, this cat box is also cute, it's for ink~"
"Look carefully, the whole set is full of cats. You just gave us a set of your brother's writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, right?" Song Shiyi was holding a brush with a cat head on it.
"Don't give it back to me." Su Jinghe has always been rude to him. The time they have worked together is almost as long as the time he was his classmate.
High school was only three years, and they had known each other for three years.
"This notebook is enough." Wang Anshi still gave the paper to Su Jinghe. "We can talk about the extra paper later. If I need it, I'll ask you for it."
"That's even better. Teacher Liu Yong, don't worry. Don't worry. This was custom-made by my aunt. It's not my money~" Su Jinghe spoke very confidently about "living off parents". If Song Shiyi didn't know their family's living conditions, he would probably think Su Jinghe was a very bad person.
"I know you're a good kid." Liu Yong finally accepted the cute kitten Yantai. "Feel free to contact me in the future. I'll help you if you need anything, even if I may not be able to."
Liu Yong had been in Bian Jing for so many days and he knew that he was transferred here to leave templates for pottery and porcelain because of Su Jinghe.
It was because of this opportunity that he became a Beijing official, and now he is a seventh-rank official, which is a great opportunity.
"That's great. My two younger brothers are about to start their education. If there is anything they don't know, they will definitely ask Teacher Liu!" Su Jinghe didn't want to influence Su Shi to become a graceful and elegant school. He was kind of looking forward to seeing the collision of knowledge between the two of them in the future!
It's probably better to bring it yourself, right?
Before Liu Yong could finish his words, it was Song Shiyi who started wailing first.
Song Shiyi had a psychological trauma from the "Su Xun Incident".
"Is it your uncle's or your brother's?"
The former is terrible, his literary ability is high, but his test ability is at the bottom.
There is no need to be afraid of the latter. Just study hard and you will definitely become a Jinshi in the future.
“I haven’t been enlightened yet.”
Su Jinghe smiled shyly, "I don't want to endure the hardship of tutoring children. I'll trouble you when the time comes. I don't have any good friends other than you!"
Liu Yong, with whom Su Jinghe had inexplicably become friends regardless of age difference, was a very honest man, unlike the stereotype of a "romantic talent" in Su Jinghe's mind. He nodded immediately.
Wang Anshi not only knew Su Jinghe's strength, he had also read Su Xun's poems and essays, and had a stereotyped impression of their Su family. As for the time when he tutored Su Xun, it was repaired by our Wang Anshi's "traumatic stress response". He forgot Su Xun's super "anti-imperial examination-level test-taking ability" and agreed.
Only Song Shiyi agreed with great pain. He was really afraid that the Su family would come up with a unique blind box again!
After eating a little to fill their stomachs, the four of them headed to the destination of this trip - the boutique kiln factory.
"This time we are really only doing high-quality products." In the past, Su Jinghe could just scan his face to enter, but now it is no longer possible. The Song Dynasty has semi-taken over this place. Not only do you have to register, but you also have to have someone to bring you, and the people you bring along also have to register.
"Isn't this what you proposed? Now no one can come in or out as they please, and we've even incorporated two mobile stalls as canteens."
The one who came to lead them was Wang Wenjun. He glared at Su Jinghe while signing. This rule was really troublesome.
"This is more formal, and it shows that our boutique kiln factory is truly taking the elite route."
Su Jinghe was not ashamed but proud of it.
"Just say that there are fewer people of unknown origin coming in and out now."
That's a lot, right? There's no chance to get in or out at all.
Wang Wenjun pursed her lips and rolled her eyes.
The "mountain" used to test vision is also a modern intrusion into the ancient world. Su Jinghe also explained it to them, "Just point to the direction you want to go, up, down, left, or right. Look at the direction of the opening of the mountain. If you can't see it clearly, just say it. We need to be precise when testing vision."
"Do you understand? Let's start?" Su Jinghe took a small wooden stick and was about to satisfy his eyesight test addiction. It must be said that he came here just for this plate of dumplings wrapped in vinegar!
He used to have poor eyesight and was dreading every eye test, fearing that someone would tell him after the test, "Unfortunately, you're half blind." Fortunately, he's in a new body now, so his eyesight is a little worse, so...
"Change it, I've got this one in mind!"
What a terrifying statement, who made it? Su Jinghe saw Wang Anshi standing at the position where he drew the line, and seemed to be afraid that Wang Anshi would not believe it, so he started to recite it up, down, left and right!
"Change..." Fortunately, Su Jinghe was afraid of such a situation and prepared a few extra ones. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll change them and you can take the test first!"
It was rare to have the confidence to speak to Wang Anshi like this. Su Jinghe felt that after picking up this small stick, he had a little more courage that he originally did not have.
"Does this lens look clear? How does it compare to the original?"
Su Jinghe actually didn’t know the specific principle of “degree”, but he knew that it must be partly related to the thickness and curvature of the lens.
So unlike general vision tests, where the test results will provide corresponding glasses with different degrees, they do the opposite here.
Ask the person being tested to try on the one that fits you best.
It's a bit troublesome, but it makes sense~
Su Jinghe praised himself for his cleverness in his heart.
"This one is too blurry." "This one is so blurry." "This one is just right."
The three of them cooperated well and sorted the things they thought were clear and relatively clear.
After a few more visits, our Song Dynasty’s first eyewear factory will be opened!
"Why don't you try it too?" Wang Wenjun's voice sounded in Su Jinghe's ears.
"I don't know my degree, so I won't try..." When Su Jinghe answered, he saw Wang Wenjun picked up the small stick.
"Gudong", it was a familiar feeling. If Wang Wenjun wore a white coat, that would really be what Su Jinghe would see in the hospital.
"Dongdongdong, look over here, what are you looking at me for?"
Wang Wenjun knocked on the eye chart with a wooden stick, and Su Jinghe suddenly became even more cowardly.
It feels a bit more like a class teacher.
It’s scary, this girl is not an ordinary girl, she is a big devil!
Su Jinghe turned around to run, but was stopped in his tracks by a "Huh?" He obediently covered one of his eyes and had his eyesight tested.
Wang Wenjun didn't expect that a casual "hmm" would be so effective. Looking at Su Jinghe's rare quail-like obedient look, he felt a little secretly happy.
It's rare to be able to discipline this person! She will test him a few more times to see if he will cooperate!
"superior."
Su Jinghe watched the wooden sticks move up a row. Based on his shallow psychological reasoning ability, he judged that he had just said something wrong, and immediately looked more attentively.
"Down."
This time it moved down, so it must be right!
He tried a few lines back and forth in the middle, and finally went all the way down. Su Jinghe thought that his eyesight had become super good. When he couldn't see anything clearly, he guessed it right!
I'm really lucky today.
Su Jinghe put down his hand and ended the vision test experience with a lingering feeling.
If I had been so lucky before, I would be happy even if I had to go to the crematorium to get glasses afterwards!
When Su Jinghe got the results of the vision test and found that it was only slightly better than before, the sky fell.
“It doesn’t seem to be getting any better.”
"Of course, I confirmed your vision in the middle. Now I want to see if you can guess correctly." Wang Wenjun came closer. "I didn't expect you to be so lucky. Your accuracy rate increases as you go on."
"That's right, I'm very lucky!" Su Jinghe's mouth corners raised again.
Why are you so easy to coax?
Wang Wenjun wanted to grab his cheeks, which were pouting because he was trying so hard to suppress the corners of his mouth.
Cute, really cute.
No, this is the big devil who makes her work overtime!
Thinking of this, Wang Wenjun instantly woke up from Su Jinghe's rare cute behavior and took several steps away from him.
Song Shiyi saw everything happening here. He felt something was wrong but couldn't put his finger on it. Finally, he decided to put on another pair of glasses to see how it worked.
"Ah, I'm a little dizzy about this. I might be confused because I'm wearing too much now."
"The one you have is mine. My degree should be higher than yours." Wang Anshi's voice was calm, as if he could participate in the experiment on site without his hands shaking.
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Su Jinghe encouraged about a dozen more people to test their eyesight and wear glasses. Finally, some people in Bian Jing began to regard this as a trend and began to order custom glasses from boutique kilns.
"What an expensive price! Lu Yijian is simply not a human being." Zhang Dexiang was also one of the custom-made members, and he wanted to support the court.
Who knew that just because he wanted to contribute his little bit to the Song Dynasty, the Song Dynasty implemented a salary recovery plan for him.
"Is there really anyone who wants to buy this?" Zhang Dexiang's words were overheard by Su Jinghe.
Su Jinghe touched his chin and said, "This money should not be positioned for those with a fixed salary. Ordinary people can't afford it. They only pick on the rich. Boss, your salary is high. If I buy it myself, I can't afford it either."
To be honest, but my aunt made it for him.
The "fashionable" kid Su Shi wanted this, so his wealthy aunt customized a lens-free frame for children - this could also make a lot of money, which Su Jinghe had never thought of. Later, his uncle, who also wanted to be "fashionable", found out about it, and he started to throw a tantrum.
In the end, the overbearing aunt forced love on the whole family and customized a set for them, including Su Jinghe who was already pregnant.
After answering, Su Jinghe got busy with the task at hand. He was drawing a set of very cute puppy shapes, including cups, bowls, chopsticks, tables and chairs, pens, ink, paper and inkstone.
When Zhang Dexiang saw this, he thought that the kid had gotten some inside information from gossip in advance, but then he thought that he hadn't heard it either, so he asked casually.
"Why are you drawing a dog today? Don't your kids all like cats?"
This is indeed the question Su Jinghe wants to answer!
"My two younger sisters are coming! Hehe, my sweet and soft younger sisters~" Su Jinghe couldn't restrain himself at all and smiled widely. "When my uncle and aunt came, they originally just wanted to wait for my uncle to finish his exams. Later, my uncle went back by himself after picking him up. My younger sisters dared not and could not be put in the same car with a strange man. It's not safe. This time my aunt is going back to pick up my younger sisters! I'm going to prepare gifts for my younger sisters."
It turns out that I didn't know the news in advance.
Zhang Dexiang felt relieved and even a little regretful at the same time. It seems that this artifact is not that powerful and will be pushed out in advance.
After Su Jinghe finished the draft, he put it aside and looked at Zhang Dexiang who had not left yet.
"Boss, please assign the tasks. I won't slack off any more."
Too calm and composed!
Zhang Dexiang waved his hand and said, "You can paint. I don't have anything to do today."
Most of their Privy Council's work is related to war, and since there is no war now, they are not that busy.
"That's great!" Su Jinghe happily picked up the paper and pen and continued painting.
"That's too bad..." He was promoted to the position of tutor to the Crown Prince. Su Jinghe never expected that such a thing as a promotion would happen to a nobody like him, and to be the tutor to the Crown Prince!
Isn't this generally an honorary position?
Su Jinghe looked expectantly at the eunuch who announced the decree. The eunuch thought for a moment and thought that this young tutor to the crown prince, a high-ranking official in the future, was asking about the position from him since he had more information in the palace.
Based on the principle that anyone who doesn't make friends with such a future big boss is a fool, the eunuch also shared the news he knew.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has just recovered from a serious illness, so there will be no ceremony for the time being. Your formal classes should begin on the first day of next month."
The first day of next month? That means there are still seven days left, right?
He had one day off during the seven days, so what could he do with it? Clean up his old workstation and say goodbye to his former colleagues? Su Jinghe felt dejected. It didn't feel like a promotion, but rather like he'd incurred a debt.
This silly child.
In the end, Cheng Jiamin came forward and handed money to the eunuch, but was refused. She then handed over a small gold bead that she had hidden well. This time the man took it, but still pretended to push it back. Cheng Jiamin cooperated with the performance.
[Oh my god! Is this really award-winning? The transition from physical objects to non-physical objects is so seamless!]
Unfortunately, it was all in vain. There were so many secret guards here that they could draw 64 portraits of Su Jinghe from different angles, and nothing that happened here was missed.
After the people left, Cheng Jiamin looked at Su Jinghe as if she saw some unparalleled European emperor.
"Is this a promotion?"
"Got promoted already?" This was the cooperative Su Shi.
"Ah? Ah?" This is Su Jinghe, who has not yet learned to speak, but is being pulled by Su Shi to cooperate.
"Fortunately, I'm leaving tomorrow, otherwise I'll miss it. How would I handle it without an adult at home?" Cheng Jiamin passed on the official experience she had learned from Su Jing and her.
"Next time a eunuch comes to read the imperial edict, remember to give him something. He is close to the emperor after all. If he says something bad about you at a critical moment, it would be terrible."
"I will be closer to the Emperor in the future. We will soon become a teacher and a parent of a student." Su Jinghe sighed, "I really don't want to be a teacher. I killed people in my previous life, and I teach in this life. Being a teacher is too painful."
"It's just that being a teacher means having to go to other people's homes every day, which is too hard. So I just help them directly so they don't have to come to our house. I'm really kind."
Su Shi's words were cheered by Su Zhe's "Ah, Ah", and he also got his own "Ah".
Cheng Jiamin slapped Su Shi on the back and said, "If you don't want to learn, then don't learn. Why would you want to make the teacher angry and leave?"
What a good idea! Su Jinghe’s eyes lit up when he heard it.
He could just pretend to be mad and leave!
The next day, Su Jinghe was rarely sober when he went to work, and he was thinking about how to cleverly get himself angered and leave.
He was thinking about it before court, and asked Song Shiyi after court.
"What? What kind of teacher would students like?" Song Shiyi looked at Su Jinghe, then remembered his position transfer, and looked at Su Jinghe in surprise.
I didn’t expect that he was such a responsible person. Since I have never been a teacher, I came here to learn in advance how to be a good teacher!
"As for me, I like teachers to pay more attention to me. I always have a lot of questions to ask, but if I don't get timely feedback, I will quickly forget them. I always remember that I forgot to ask during the exam." Song Shiyi sighed, "Then it's really too late!"
Pay attention? There is definitely no way to pay attention to others. Su Jinghe thought that if there was only one person, and he blatantly ignored the young prince, then he would tell the emperor directly.
Oi, Lao Deng, I don’t want to teach your son.
What is the difference?
Although Song Renzong was not as ruthless as Zhu Yuanzhang, Su Jinghe also wanted to protect his nine clans, especially those close to him.
"What else?"
"I want the teacher to finish the get out of class on time, especially when it's time to eat. Even if I really want to learn, I'm hungry. I'm really hungry."
Su Jinghe also deeply agreed with what Song Shiyi said!
When he was in school, if a teacher ended the get out of class two minutes early so that they could go to eat, they would be so grateful and regard the teacher as a treasure!
Although their gratitude was of no use to the teacher, both they and the teacher gained happiness!
Su Jinghe was a little bit at a loss as to this. He didn't really want to say much about delaying classes, as it would harm both others and himself.
He had no idea what textbooks to learn for enlightenment, so he planned to draw a little on his own when the time came, drawing a little as he learned from each lesson.
"And then, and then, let's skip this."
"Oh yes, you can't delay this too late. After all, he is a prince." Song Shiyi's perspective was completely different. He felt that the prince was unwilling to study, and Su Jinghe had no right to continue teaching.
"Besides that, I think it's probably because teachers who are too controlling in class are not popular. I prefer teachers who just focus on teaching, not those who even stop the flow of water and tell people what not to do."
Song Shiyi's question also resonated with Su Jinghe.
"That's right! What's wrong with me drinking water? I didn't close my ears and I didn't speak too loudly." Su Jinghe was indignant.
"What's wrong with me making tea? Just let me get out with my teapot and fire. This is my first time learning to use charcoal fire!" As soon as Song Shiyi said this, Su Jinghe changed sides instantly.
"Then you did something wrong, and you can't just blame the teacher."
Who's the good person making tea in class? What's the difference between this and making instant noodles in class? They both have flavor!
"Almost." Su Jinghe didn't think the answer was comprehensive, but he judged that Song Shiyi could not give a very authoritative answer, so he thought it would be time to change someone else to make the most of the money.
The person he caught was Su Shunqin, who was very good at pointing fingers at others, but he didn't see the person he was pointing fingers at.
Because of Su Jinghe, Su Shunqin has become quite cautious. At the same time, he has really started to develop his second hobby, architecture, during working hours, and he has become much calmer.
Even Fan Zhongyan's flood control in Jiangnan and the subsequent construction of some dams were all based on his research! Extremely practical!
They even collected information from Zhang Dexiang.
"Me? You might as well ask me what I should pay attention to when teaching." The last time Zhang Dexiang was a student was twenty or thirty years ago.
Su Jinghe readily accepted the advice and said, "Boss, teach me."
Zhang Dexiang recalled the status of the little prince in the palace. He originally wanted to give his subordinates a teaching experience, and instantly thought of the most suitable one.
"Just don't leave early and comfort our little prince if he cries."
Um?
Crying? Isn't it said that people in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou don't believe in tears? How come the prince shed tears so easily?
Su Jinghe had not yet discovered the most critical problem at this time.
It was not until he arrived at the palace early in the morning with his prepared lessons on his back that he and Zui Xinglai, who was still sleeping, looked at each other in bewilderment.
Oh, no, he was the most excited to watch it alone.
His student was only a few months old! Even younger than Su Che!
Both of them are in the state of normal children, they can eat and sleep now...
Su Che only recently learned to speak, but most of the time he chose to use "ah" language instead because he was lazy.
And the little prince in front of him...
Will he also communicate with me in "ah" language?
Su Jinghe felt a little dead.
"Hello, teacher?" A cute girl's voice came from behind.
"My sister asked me to come over and take a look."
It looks like a child, with a chubby little face and big eyes. You can vaguely see that the shape of its eyebrows is exactly the same as that of the sleeping doll.
"Princess Fukang? Your Highness, are you well?"
"Teacher, how are you?" Princess Fukang looked at Su Jinghe. "Sister said this is a lesson for my younger brother, so I can't listen. Teacher, can I come over and listen?"
"Of course." Su Jinghe didn't want to attend class in the first place, so it didn't make any difference whether there was one more or one less student. The extra student could even interact with him!
Su Jinghe was still thinking at this moment, if he taught the princess as well, would the emperor get angry and stop him from teaching?
That’s great!
"Now let's start today's first lesson, learning about colors. Today's goal is to draw a color we know."
As Su Jinghe spoke, he took out a cherry from his pocket. It was summer now, a good time to eat cherries.
"Look, this is a cherry, it's red. Your Highness, do you know what other colors are?" Su Jinghe asked his only student in the audience.
"Lychees, lychees are also red, but I didn't get to eat any." Princess Fukang frowned, "Daddy gave it to someone else. My sister said that Daddy is very filial."
Filial piety? Didn’t Song Renzong’s parents die?
Why do people bring fruit plates to graves? Or do they take the fruit away without eating it themselves?
No, Su Jinghe thought of something...
It should be Li!
"But I don't like that uncle. He always steals my things and sometimes asks me to kiss him, saying I will definitely marry him. I don't like that."
Princess Fukang's words shocked Su Jinghe's three views.
He screamed inwardly.
[What a beast! Princess Fukang is only three years old, and you're already thinking about her?]
Su Jinghe's voice was clearly heard by everyone who was attending court.
Song Renzong slammed the table and stood up, furious, "Who is it?!"
Damn it! Princess Fukang is so unlucky! How could she have ended up with Song Renzong as her father? She wanted to fulfill her filial duty and burn something for her deceased mother, but why did she want to outsource her filial duty to her young daughter and let her please others?
Outsourcing of Filial Piety: Song Renzong faced the unfriendly gazes of the ministers below the stage and was in a dilemma for a moment.
Song Renzong was puzzled: What did I outsource?
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