Chapter 14
"……OK."
Master Fang responded vaguely, put down his hand that was stroking his beard, straightened his expression, and began to ask questions.
“Who are the four classes of people who are called ‘the good of the country’?[1]”
"Scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans."
“Citizens may raise all six kinds of domestic animals, but killing and eating any of them is against the law.”[2]
"The oxen."
Without thinking, very smooth.
Master Fang paused, his eyes twinkling, and he asked the third question slowly: "What is the story of Firefly Reflecting the Snow?"[3]
This allusion, which has become an idiom in later generations, has been used countless times in writing. However, Qu Duanbian did not know whether Che Yin of the Jin Dynasty was still the protagonist of "A Bag to Illuminate the Snow by the Light of Fireflies" in this world, so he blurred the dynasty and the name of the person.
He replied: "The student's family is poor and has no money to buy a lamp. He catches fireflies in the summer to make a lamp just for studying at night. The diligence of the predecessors inspires the future generations to study hard."
Master Fang clapped his hands and returned the book to him.
"That's all right. Don't worry, I will do what I promised you. I won't expose you."
Master Fang thought for a moment and said, "You will come to the school every other day. My teaching time is staggered with that of other teachers in the school. I will let you go, but other teachers are not as easy to talk to as I am."
Is this to cover for him?
But they had just met, and the old man believed that he was an illegitimate child, the child of a palace maid and a maid - this identity would be a capital crime in any dynasty.
Does this old man really trust a child of unknown origin like him to attend classes with the princes?
Perhaps it was because his suspicious expression was too obvious. Master Fang stroked his beard and added, "As I said before, I don't care about the affairs of the palace. Anyone who is in the academy is my student."
No matter which dynasty, there are always teachers with noble moral character who devote their whole lives to teaching and educating people. Qu Dubian respected the old teacher in front of him a little, but he was still skeptical in his heart and at most pretended to be well-behaved on the surface.
"You are a good teacher," Qu Dubian packed up his small bag and put it on his back, saying sincerely, "Thank you. But I can't harm you. After I leave, you should go and expose me."
Otherwise, if I conceal it without permission, even if I am not punished, I will be scolded. Yi Twelve is here, and his existence cannot be hidden. I can't let this harm others.
Master Fang raised his eyebrows, but did not respond directly. Instead, he said, "Okay, I'm leaving. You can leave the same way you came. Remember, don't tell others that I know you, okay?"
Qu Watanabe nodded.
After the old man left the school, he squatted by the window. Less than three minutes later, a cricket chirped outside the window, and Qu Dubian happily shouted, "Xiaochun~"
Wen Xiaochun leaned in, looked around vigilantly, and without saying much, he hurriedly left the school holding the child.
Not long after they left, Master Fang reappeared, stroking his beard and looking out the window with squinted eyes.
"I never thought that the little prince, who no one cared about, would be such a smart child."
It was true that the palace maid and the guard had sex and gave birth to a child, but since then, the entire palace has been plowed several times and such a thing will never happen again.
Having lived for more than fifty years, and having experienced ups and downs in the court, and having gone through two dynasties, the moment when Master Fang took the child out and saw his facial features clearly, he figured out who he was.
His Highness the Little Prince of Ju'an Palace.
Son of Concubine Yun.
Rumor has it that this is the reincarnation of the evil fetus that killed his biological mother.
When Concubine Yun passed away, His Majesty suspended court for three whole days, and the ministers were given three days off. No one would forget her, nor would they forget the prince she gave birth to.
The child seemed to be less than three years old.
Moreover… although the young prince had learned some of the Three Character Classic before, he had only learned the part that he just talked about. However, the allusion he was just tested on, using a firefly to reflect the light of the snow, was almost close to the end of the Three Character Classic.
Maybe she didn't trust him, so she didn't tell the truth. The questions he asked were very simple, but the one answering them was far from being smart for such a young child.
Master Fang's thoughts drifted for a while, but he couldn't help but marvel at it.
The child who had always lived in the shadow corner of the palace seemed to be of low self-esteem, introverted and sensitive character, but when he looked into the child's eyes, they were clear and bright, without a trace of gloom.
He even dared to make fun of his ancestors.
Look, if the late emperor and empress heard that, they would spank your Majesty in his sleep at night...and ask him how he taught his children.
This bet of killing nine generations of the clan made the old man terrified.
But think of the present.
Master Fang sighed softly.
Although His Majesty was furious some time ago because of the harsh treatment of the palace servants in Ju'an Palace, no one could understand his true thoughts, and no one dared to ask about Concubine Yun and the little prince.
The young prince was eager to learn and had the friendship of the former Sword-Bearing Marquis, so the old and dim-eyed teacher pretended not to know that there was someone hiding under the table.
Such a young child, just keep an eye on him for now.
Yi Twelve stayed here for a while, and only left after Master Fang left.
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"Your Highness, are you hungry?"
On the way back to Ju'an Temple holding Qu Dubian in his arms, the quiet Wen Xiaochun asked several questions in a row.
Qu Dubian watched Yi Twelve getting farther and farther away from him, thinking that he must have gone back to report to his master, "It's okay."
Wen Xiaochun pinched his palms and said, "Your hands are so cold. Quickly put them back in and don't show them."
Qu Watanabe: "Charcoal powder on your hands will stain your clothes." It's so cold, and clothes are hard to wash and dry. It's okay to let them cool for a while.
Wen Xiaochun suddenly stopped talking.
Although life in Ju'an Palace has improved and everything is done according to the normal standards for a prince, there is no harm without comparison.
He stood guard around the six palaces in the East Garden and saw the princes, dressed in golden robes and thick furs, going to school.
They have the care of the emperor, the love of their mother, and can receive the education of a prince in broad daylight, and have no worries about food and drink. And the little prince even bought his paper, books, and pens.
Because of that damn prophecy, I can only hide in a corner to study.
"Xiaochun, I learned a lot in school today. The teacher is a good person and very good at teaching..." Qu Duanbian did not tell him that Master Fang had discovered him. After all, if he told him, it would only make them more worried, and they might not be able to go to school in the future.
In fact, if the teacher wanted to catch him, there was no need to let him go. He could just attack him on the spot.
He felt no ill will and planned to look at the matter optimistically.
When Qu Dubian was talking, Wen Xiaochun responded softly, and then looked at the little prince who seemed to be unaware and was happily rubbing the black powder on his fingers.
I was so happy just by hiding and listening to one class.
Everyone is afraid of comparison.
It would be fine if he had never seen the other princes, but he saw it clearly today.
The contrast between the other princes and the little prince was so obvious. The appearance of the two kept appearing in his mind. Under the huge gap, he felt more and more uncomfortable.
Wen Xiaochun moved slightly and grabbed the child's tiny hand.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. One day, you will have everything you deserve."
"Hmm?" Qu Dubian paused. He sensed something different in Wen Xiaochun's tone and turned his head to take a closer look.
Wen Xiaochun was carefully wiping the charcoal dust off his fingers.
This appearance made Qu Watanabe inexplicably hallucinate one of the assistants who helped him manage his fan club in his previous life.
The assistant is very obedient and well-behaved, and is a die-hard fan of his career.
Later he found out that the well-behaved career-focused assistant was also the deputy leader of his other extreme fan club. She used a full filter for his miserable little self, shouting "We are the only brothers left", and almost single-handedly triggered the subsequent fans' siege of the company - he was almost traumatized by the word "brother".
He thinks that his nature is very lively, cheerful, kind and enthusiastic, and the rest of his skills are just defensive counterattack skills that make people who target him very angry.
In his previous life, because of the talent show, fans had a filter for him, which was directly related to what he did on the show. But from the time he traveled through time until now, he has only been acting cute. Except for the time when he caused a big fuss in the kitchen, he has not done anything else!
Qu Dubian suddenly held Wen Xiaochun's face, pulled his cheek, and looked around very seriously.
Wen Xiaochun came back to his senses. His still childish face was pulled in a very funny way. The gloomy temperament just now disappeared. He widened his eyes and hummed twice.
"Your Highness, please don't bother me! Be careful not to fall!"
Qu Watanabe was relieved.
It must be an illusion.
He let go of his hand and laughed at the black mark left on Wen Xiaochun's face: "Like a big tabby cat."
If Ye Xiaoyuan still cares about Qu Duanbian because of his health, then Wen Xiaochun's attitude towards him can be described more and more as indulgence.
He just reached out and supported Qu Watanabe's back, feeling a little helpless.
"Yes, I am a tabby cat. Your Highness, be careful not to laugh too hard."
【Character: Wen Xiaochun
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Qu Duanbian was even happier and patted Wen Xiaochun on the shoulder, "Okay, let's go back and eat!"
When the two returned to Ju'an Hall, Ye Xiaoyuan greeted them again. Qu Dubian naturally concealed the matter of the old master from him and just said, "Go every other day from now on."
Ye Xiaoyuan: "This is better, so I don't have to freeze every day."
After the meal, Qu Dubian took a nap at noon, and started practicing writing in the afternoon.
The charcoal pencils of Da Zhou are exposed, without the wood coating, and they are used up quickly.
Ye Xiaoyuan felt that charcoal pencils were harmful to the skin, so he wrapped a piece of fine cloth around them. Qu Watanabe felt a little uncomfortable using them at first, but he gradually got used to them.
[Seriously, can't I use pinyin to replace the characters I don't know? You should also understand that the host-host relationship should not be so rigid, okay?] Qu Watanabe asked.
Simulator: [The realization only includes the characters of the host's dynasty.]
[Then your simulator still displays simplified Chinese characters from the 21st century!]
He didn't care at all whether he could understand the Great Zhou characters displayed on the simulator.
Simulator: [……]
The simulator is very precise: [Submit your thoughts on other fonts, they will be invalid.]
OK.
Qu Dubian gritted his teeth and began to practice calligraphy honestly.
The strokes on the paper were crooked and awkward. He had deliberately written with his right hand. The handwriting with his left hand had been formed in his previous life. Whether it was a hard pen or a soft pen, it was very personal, and it would be easy to reveal it when writing.
It’s okay to write with your left hand in private, or when using pinyin or simple characters to mark in a book, as others won’t understand it anyway. But it’s not okay at other times.
Qu Dubian planned to practice writing with his right hand, just as if he was learning from scratch.
He wrote down from memory the contents of the Three Character Classic that he had learned today. Halfway through, his hands got tired, so he relaxed his grip and just let the charcoal pencil lightly leave marks on the paper.
After writing this, he flipped through the book to check the ones he had forgotten, silently read them twice, and memorized them thoroughly. Then he selected the commonly used characters and listed them on a separate piece of paper.
He shook the paper, and the ugly stuff on it that looked like dog crawling gave him a sense of accomplishment.
However, the last question asked by the old man today, about using a firefly to reflect the light of the sky, did not seem to be included in the content he had just reviewed.
……etc!
Qu Dubian suddenly opened his eyes wide.
That was the content after the Three Character Classic, which was beyond what he had heard in class! His enlightenment in his previous life was too good, and this word was so familiar to him that he didn't even react at the time.
The damn old man, looking so kind-hearted, actually set a trap for him! If he had used a word that was not so commonly used in later generations, wouldn't he have been unable to answer it?
no.
Qu Watanabe crossed his legs and sat on the chair. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a huge pit.
Now, this kind of advanced learning could still be attributed to someone teaching him or his intelligence, but that was a lie he told to the teacher. There was no literate person around him who could teach him, and he absolutely could not let the teacher know that he had only studied for less than a day.
Otherwise, with the reputation of being the reincarnation of an evil fetus, the little genius would probably become a big monster.
It's not just a huge pit, it's also a loophole that prevents him from living happily for a long time!
Have to make up for it in advance.
Thinking of this, Qu Dubian rushed out of the hall with the paper with the words on it, shouting.
"Ye Banban, Xiaochun, come here, I will teach you the words we learned in school today!"
It's not just to fill in the gaps for him. It's always good for people living in the palace to know more words.
Let him learn them all!
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