32 Chapter 32
◎Worry. ◎
At this stage, Fusu actually did not have too high expectations for the students in the academy. After all, they were just a group of children, and concentrating was a problem. It would be good for them to learn some basic knowledge first.
Fusu just wanted them to develop good habits first, so he directly pointed out the problem of Ying Gao not taking calligraphy seriously.
The teachers in the academy were selected by Ying Zheng, and the curriculum was set by Fusu. Literature was taught for two hours every day, one hour in the morning and one hour in the afternoon, with two breaks in between - of course, the break time could not be counted into the class time; martial arts was taught for one hour, half an hour in the morning and half an hour in the afternoon, and the break was set by the martial arts master in that class.
There was plenty of time for study, and they had friends to play with. Occasionally, there were exquisite snacks made by the chef as Fusu dictated. The thought of going to school quickly attracted the children and became what they looked forward to most.
Let’s not talk about the academy for now, let’s just say that Li You and others’ vacation passed quickly. They packed their luggage and took their gifts and returned to Fusu Palace again.
At that time, Fusu was discussing the breeding manual with Li Ying in the bedroom. It was brought up by Fusu's words that day. He asked Li Ying to think of something that would benefit the people. Li Ying happened to have one on hand, so he brought up the issue of printing the breeding manual again.
Fusu thought for a moment and said, "I can ask my father for help, but you'll have to re-copy the manual. The characters are really... too difficult for the engraver to write."
Li Ying, however, had a better idea: "Young Master, why don't you copy it yourself? Your handwriting is much better than mine."
Fusu is young now and his wrists have no strength, so the words he writes are lifeless and formless. They are definitely not beautiful, but they are definitely better than Li Ying's clumsy handwriting.
Upon hearing this, Fusu turned his phone around so that Li Ying could see it: "I'm busy with something else."
Li Ying took a look and said, "This is... porcelain making? Young Master, you want to make porcelain? But I remember that porcelain has a long history, and you already have porcelain now."
Fusu said: "The current technology is not perfect, and... it's not good-looking enough."
Li Ying shrugged and curled her lips, saying, "The peak of porcelain development, as far as I can remember, was during the Song Dynasty... Song porcelain is quite beautiful, but even if it's beautiful, it's useless. The Song Dynasty was still cowardly."
Fusu: “…”
Fusu said: "We should take the essence and discard the dregs."
Li Ying said, "The Song Dynasty has quite a lot of bad things."
Before we had finished complaining about the Song Dynasty, and hadn't even discussed the copying of the breeding manual, the eunuch outside came to report that the four young men had returned.
Fusu put away his phone and said, "Let's talk about it when I come back. You practice your calligraphy first."
Li Ying: "..." Does this mean we'll talk about it when we get back? Does this mean the decision has already been made?
No one was allowed to enter Fusu's bedroom without his permission, so Li Ying could practice calligraphy in there without worry, even though he didn't want to.
After Li You and others packed their luggage and came to pay a visit to Fusu, they met him in a side hall.
Fusu was reading a book. When he saw them coming, he put down the book and asked them to sit down.
Because Fusu asked them to take back some snacks, each family also brought gifts in return to Fusu. They were not expensive things because their family chefs could not make better snacks at the moment. Therefore, there was no food in the return gifts, but some handmade gadgets, ranging from wooden swords and bows to little tigers, little horses, and little rabbits.
Fusu did not refuse, but accepted all the gifts with a smile, and said with a smile: "Next time I go back, I will ask you to thank me for me."
The four of them looked at Fusu with strange eyes, and responded absentmindedly after hearing what he said.
Fusu asked in confusion, "Why? Have I changed so much in the past few days?"
The four of them shook their heads.
Fusu chose Menghua, the weakest point, to attack: "Menghua, what's wrong with you?"
Meng Hua couldn't hold it back, and he opened his mouth and said, "Young Master, have you really seen a god?"
Li You and others: "..."
Fusu tilted his head, smiled and asked, "What do you think?"
Meng Hua nodded affirmatively: "Young Master must have seen a god!"
The eldest son is the youngest, but he knows the most. This must be due to the guidance of the gods! Meng Hua has no doubt about this.
Fusu smiled and said, "If there really were gods in this world, then no one would need to study or make progress. They could just pray to the gods and Buddhas."
Meng Hua was stunned for a moment, scratching his head, and said, "Yes, even gods can only teach, not directly bestow."
Wang Li said, "Immortals are not something that ordinary people can see. Fortunately, we can follow the eldest master and can be considered as people who have heard the teachings of immortals."
This is also a rumor that I believe in.
Fusu did not refute his words, but only said: "Then you must work harder from now on, right?"
Wang Li nodded vigorously: "Yes!"
Fusu looked at Meng Hua: "What about you? Why don't you speak?"
Meng Hua looked at Fusu with sympathy and asked, "My Lord, I'm wondering, who is more strict, the immortal or Mr. Han?"
Fusu laughed: "Well... I think, as long as you have learned everything you need to know, no teacher will be strict with you."
"Ah..." Meng Hua clenched his fists and was inspired again, "I can learn all of this too!"
Fusu looked at Li You and Mi Qing again. They were older and should have been more rational, but considering that the ministers in the court believed in the gods, these two young men might not be able to escape.
Sure enough, Li You and Mi Qing did not question the matter of the gods. They just expressed their desire to ask Fusu for advice if they had any questions in the future. Fusu naturally agreed.
Although Fusu had previously told them to ask him questions, without the divine aura that surrounded him, the two older children were inevitably embarrassed and rarely sought answers to their questions. Now that everyone knew the eldest son was extraordinary, they naturally wouldn't miss such a great opportunity since they were so close to him.
This was not just the idea of Li You and Mi Qing. The elders in their families also told them to consult the eldest master if they had any questions.
But this does not mean that they have already believed that the eldest son has a relationship with the gods. On the contrary, given the king's previous obvious preference for his eldest son, most court officials now believe that this is the king taking the opportunity to flatter his son.
"Your Majesty is wise and shrewd, but please don't follow in the footsteps of King Wuling of Zhao in choosing a successor! All the ministers are worried about this matter now."
The elders in Li You and Mi Qing's families did not say it explicitly, but they were thinking of taking advantage of their own children to test the eldest son's true level.
Although according to the children, the millstone, cooking, soy products and artificial hatching of eggs were all handled by the eldest son, but Meng Yi was by his side. Who knows whether the king ordered Meng Yi to secretly help the eldest son.
The court officials believed that the eldest son's supernatural powers were questionable, but they had already confirmed the king's supernatural powers.
Therefore, the Qin court is now full of vitality. The court officials are extremely active at work every day, wishing that they could have three heads and six arms so that they can conquer the six kingdoms as soon as possible and demonstrate the king's power.
Ying Zheng was very satisfied with the work attitude of the court. He chose the right time to select the prime minister and a few others and gave them the two books.
Then it’s time to wait for their reaction.
…
Because the court was preparing to attack the State of Zhao, Meng Tian and Wang Ben were very busy and could not enter the palace to serve as teachers recently. Fortunately, Li You and Mi Qing were not beginners and could serve as little teachers temporarily.
Fusu had been a military supervisor after all. Even though his arms and legs had little strength at the moment, he could still perform each move with considerable skill.
When Li You and others saw this, they became even more convinced of the legend about the immortal.
Now, not only Li You and others, but also the princesses and princes in the academy had heard about this. They couldn't see the busy Ying Zheng at the moment, so they all came to ask what the immortal Fusu looked like.
After Fusu fooled them, he sighed silently to himself. This trick of his father was a very common tactic in feudal society. There was nothing special about it, but Fusu could never forget what happened in his previous life.
Could it be that the whole Qin Dynasty would eventually become a place where all the people practiced cultivation? Fusu covered his face in regret. Shouldn't he have fabricated some lie about the previous emperor appearing in his dreams, trying to understand the secrets of heaven? Would he not harm his father and then harm the Qin Dynasty?
Is this also destiny? His father must be related to the gods. Is this some kind of fate that cannot be changed?
Fusu rubbed his head like a chicken coop. When that day really comes, fortunately he still has a way to confess to his father. No matter how much he makes his father angry, at least he can make his father give up the idea of cultivating immortality.
When Li Ying came in, he saw Fusu's hair standing on end. He asked in surprise, "Master, is porcelain making so difficult to learn?"
Fusu didn't bother to smooth his hair, so he just grabbed a handful and threw it behind his neck. His voice sounded a bit listless, "Why didn't you knock on the door?"
Li Ying said, "I knocked, Master. I knocked for about two minutes, but there was no sound. I thought something had happened to you."
"Oh..." Fusu yawned, "I'm a little tired, I didn't hear you, is there something wrong?"
Li Ying came over and sat down opposite Fusu, handing him a stack of papers. "I just copied the breeding manual. What do you think?"
Fusu glanced down and raised his eyebrows: "Charcoal?"
Li Ying smiled proudly: "Yes, young master, I am not good at calligraphy, but charcoal is almost the same as pencil. I can still write with it."
"Okay, you've passed." Fusu smiled, his voice still low, "I'll ask my father for permission, and he'll decide when to print and distribute..."
"What are you doing?" Fusu stepped back.
Li Ying insisted on leaning over and touching Fusu's forehead: "Master, you have a fever."
Fusu blinked slowly, raised his hand and tried, his eyes innocent and blank: "No, it's not hot."
"That's because your palms are hot too." Li Ying stood up hurriedly and said in a panic, "I have to call a doctor for you. My God, a fever right now can be fatal!"
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