Chapter 88 "Master, does Xuanzhensi also have a brothel?"
"cough."
Qin Shoucheng coughed dryly, and after looking at Zeng Anmin for a long time, he subconsciously clenched his hands under the table.
He himself didn't even know why his fists always itched every time he saw this kid...
Qin Shoucheng glared.
I was just about to find a reason to remove Zeng Anmin and change his seat.
Then he saw the chubby prince behind Zeng Anmin.
The eyes that were staring widened, the pupils contracted, and the words that were about to open turned into a few violent coughs:
“Cough cough cough!!!”
"You...why did you come to the Imperial College?"
Fortunately, he reacted quickly. Seeing the ordinary clothes on the prince, he did not reveal his identity. His attitude was neither good nor bad, and he struck the right balance.
"Um, I'm here following Brother Quan Fu. Sir, don't worry about it. I'll just give you a lecture."
A clear smile appeared on the prince's round face, and he stretched out his chubby hand to stroke his head.
???
After hearing the prince's words, Qin Shoucheng's eyes became even more dull.
Quan Fu?? Also "brother"??
When did Zeng Anmin become so close to the Crown Prince?
Qin Shoucheng no longer cared about why Zeng Anmin sat with his daughter.
He was a little daydreaming throughout the entire class.
This was the only time in his twenty years of teaching that he was distracted more often than his students.
But fortunately, he has rich experience in education.
No one noticed any clues.
Until the class was over, Qin Shoucheng sat in his seat pretending to be serious and picked up a pen to write on the book.
In fact, all the attention was on Zeng Anmin and the prince.
"Brother Quan Fu, would you please take my carriage back? I have a few questions for you about the frontier poem you wrote yesterday."
"No, I have a carriage." Zeng Anmin refused directly.
"Hmm? Brother Quan Fu has a new work?"
Qin Wanyue's eyes lit up, and she looked towards the chubby prince, with a hint of expectation in her autumn-water eyes.
The chubby prince smiled modestly. He first looked at Qin Wanyue, and then looked at Zeng Anmin.
He raised his eyebrows.
A look that all men understand.
Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched.
The mysterious aristocratic feeling I had when I came into contact with the prince yesterday disappeared.
Only a little fat boy who couldn't hold his breath was left.
"This young lady may not know that although it was my first time meeting Brother Quan Fu yesterday, I was deeply shocked by his talent."
The chubby prince looked at Qin Wanyue with a serious face.
"I'm all ears." The anticipation on Qin Wanyue's face became more and more intense.
Wang Yuanzhen naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. He took a deep breath and his eyes became deep.
"Dark clouds press down on the city, and the armor shines like golden scales in the sun."
…
As he spoke, his voice was the only one left in the entire hall.
Qin Shoucheng's expression on the stage kept changing.
I was deeply moved by this poem.
Zeng Anmin was speechless.
Not a brother, you are the prince of a country!!
How can I make myself like the protagonist's henchmen in those failed novels I read in my previous life?
It's so uncool.
After finishing a poem, Qin Wanyue pursed her lips together, her eyes lost in thought as she murmured:
"I will die for you, Yulong..."
"Okay, I'm leaving now."
Zeng Anmin glanced at the prince and walked straight towards the door.
"Wait for me!!" The prince hurriedly followed Zeng Anmin with his chubby little legs.
Only Qin Wanyue was left with a dazed look on her face, staring blankly at the door, motionless.
Until a long time later.
She spoke slowly, her voice as if complaining: "Brother Quan Fu is unparalleled in talent and learning, making people yearn for him."
"Crack~" The sound of a pen being broken suddenly rang out from the stage.
Qin Wanyue raised her head quickly like a frightened deer, her face flushed red as she looked at Qin Shoucheng on the podium:
"Dad, you...are still here?"
Qin Shoucheng nodded expressionlessly, pretending to tidy up the brush he had broken.
"Well, let's go home first."
"Yeah." Qin Wanyue lowered her head, feeling her hot cheeks. For a moment, she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into...
…
There were very few day students in the Imperial College.
Because most of the day students' homes are in Beijing.
No matter which dynasty, houses in the capital were not affordable for ordinary people.
After saying a few perfunctory words to the prince, Zeng Anmin jumped on his horse and headed home.
"Da da da~"
The sound of horse hooves grew farther and farther away until it disappeared.
The chubby prince looked at Zeng Anmin's back, a look of determination appearing on his face:
"In ancient times, Taizu invited Master Xu to come out of seclusion three times. Now, I, Wang Yuanzhen, and Quan Fu are going to study with you. Brother Quan Fu, I will not give up. I believe that sooner or later, you will be moved by my sincerity."
He clenched his chubby fists tightly, his face as brilliant as the setting sun.
However, the poor little fat boy didn't know that.
The Great Saint Dynasty's Taizu invited Xu Tianshi three times, and beat Xu Tianshi three times with his fists and real swords and guns before he subdued him.
Another poor guy who was blinded by history books.
…………
"Master, you are finally back."
As soon as Zeng Anmin dismounted from his horse, he heard the servant's anxious voice.
"What happened?"
Zeng Anmin frowned and looked at Dachun who was walking towards him.
Dachun said respectfully, "Young Master Hu came back from the academy today and has been crying for his father."
"Okay."
Zeng Anmin walked towards the courtyard and walked for nearly two quarters of an hour before entering Aunt Lin's "Plum Blossom Courtyard."
As soon as I stepped into the door, I heard Hu Zi crying.
“Wuwuwu…”
There was also the comforting voice of Aunt Lin.
"What's going on?"
Zeng Anmin pushed open the door and saw Hu Zi lying on Aunt Lin's back, crying very aggrievedly.
The two cute and innocent big eyes have become red and swollen.
"Alas." Aunt Lin sighed, "I thought the Kaimeng Academy in the capital was better, but I didn't expect Hu Zi to still be bullied."
Zeng Anmin's eyes turned cold. He took a deep breath and looked at Hu Zi.
"Be good, Huzi, tell Daddy what's wrong."
He took Hu Zi and patted him gently on the back in the gentlest tone possible.
Hu Zi is six years old this year and has reached the age to start learning to read.
However, Hu Zi just kept sobbing without saying a word.
It is obvious that he is in great pain.
"Who followed Hu Zi to the academy?"
Zeng Anmin narrowed his almond-shaped eyes, and a heart-pounding aura suddenly burst out from his body.
The sound is not loud.
But the whole room was filled with coldness.
"Master, it's me."
A servant stood out from the door trembling, not daring to look up, feeling the oppression like a mountain, and kept swallowing his saliva.
The servant took his master's surname, Zeng, and his given name was Zeng Tian. He had been in the Zeng family for ten years. He was an honest man and not good at speaking.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have given Hu Zi to him to take to the academy.
"What happened in the academy today?"
Zeng Anmin looked at Zeng Tian with cold eyes.
Zeng Tian raised his head tremblingly, glanced at Zeng Anmin, and then quickly lowered his head and said:
"Young Master Hu started learning a little late, couldn't keep up with his studies, and couldn't read completely. The teacher punished him by writing a few words."
"That's it?"
Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes, his voice still cold.
If that were all, he wouldn't have stood up for Hu Zi.
It is only natural to be punished by the teacher if you do not do well in your studies.
But if that were all, why would Hu Zi cry like this?
What is Hu Zi's character? Even if others don't know, how could he not know?
Zeng Tian said again, "There are a few kids older than Young Master Hu who want to make friends with you. After asking for your names..."
Having said that, he was a little hesitant to speak.
"continue."
"Ever since Young Master Hu came to the mansion, although no one has paid attention to him, his surname is Duan, and the academy also uses the surname Duan for the young master. The child is ignorant, and after chatting for a while, he asked about Young Master Hu's mansion..."
"Young Master Hu said his father was you... but then a few kids said you weren't his real father, and that his real father's surname was probably Duan... Then Young Master Hu didn't say a word for a whole day."
"It wasn't until I returned home and saw Madam Lin that I started crying."
Zeng Anmin listened quietly to Zeng Tian's answer.
He sat on the chair holding Hu Zi, crossed his legs, and gently patted Hu Zi's back.
Hu Zi finally felt safe when he felt Zeng Anmin's familiar chest.
"Why didn't you stop the children when they asked questions?"
After Zeng Anmin said this, he felt that he was being too harsh.
Although Hu cub is young, he will know these things sooner or later.
Zeng Tian gave a bitter laugh and said, "How could servants like us enter the academy hall? I only found out about this after I saw Young Master Hu was in a bad mood and went to ask those children."
"Um."
"Daddy, my daddy, who is that?"
Hu Zi finally looked up, his ignorant eyes still filled with tears. He pursed his lips and looked at Zeng Anmin and asked.
A six-year-old child is not too old, but not too small either.
In this world, it is also time to learn the ways of the world.
Zeng Anmin sighed, smiled, and said, "Your father is a brave general."
The memory of his cousin's husband slowly flowed into Zeng Anmin's mind.
The Mansion of the Earl of Zhongyuan.
The whole family is loyal and brave.
However, because of the war in earlier years, he could not rest in peace even after dying on the battlefield, and his house was confiscated by the imperial court.
That year, my cousin was disheartened and wanted to follow her brother-in-law.
"Um."
Hu Zi buried his face in Zeng Anmin's shoulder, as if only in this way could he feel safe.
After a long moment, Hu Zi looked up again, his eyes filled with anticipation: "Can you tell me about him?"
this……
Zeng Anmin's expression froze slightly.
My previous life didn't have many memories of my cousin's husband, and I had never even met him many times.
"I'll tell you about it when Daddy goes back to read some books."
He smiled and said, "Just go to sleep today. I'll tell you when Dad comes back."
Fortunately, Hu Zi was really tired and nodded obediently: "Well, then Daddy must remember it."
"Um."
Zeng Anmin took Dachun away.
After Zeng Anmin left completely.
Aunt Lin looked at Hu Zi in her arms with a look of heartache, stretched out her fair hands and held him in her arms. She didn't know what to say and could only sigh.
Hu Zi looked up at Aunt Lin innocently:
"Mom...should I call you daddy or uncle?"
Seeing his young face, Aunt Lin felt a sudden pain in her heart.
…………
The next day.
Zeng Anmin got up early in the morning. He originally wanted to go to the Imperial College to read some books about the war and find out about his cousin's husband's heroic deeds in killing the enemy and tell them to Hu Zi.
As soon as I left the house, I remembered that today was a day off, and I would have to wait until tomorrow.
But since I'm already out, I want to take Dachun for a walk.
"Would you like to listen to some music?"
Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows and looked at Dachun.
The two men each led a horse and walked along the busy streets.
Dachun looked at the young master in confusion.
"Listening to music?"
Dachun, who has lived for twenty years, still doesn't know what listening to music is.
"It is to cultivate one's sentiments. The place where music is most pleasant is the brothel."
Zeng Anmin patiently explained to Dachun.
"No, no! You can't go to that kind of place. If my father knew I took you there, he would beat me to death." Dachun quickly shook his head.
He didn't know what the song was, but the brothel knew.
"It's okay!" Zeng Anmin waved his hand nonchalantly.
"Master, am I not studying the Six Arts of a Gentleman? Music is something that requires more listening. If Qi Bo knew, you could just say we were there to learn."
Go to the brothel and learn? ?
This was the first time Dachun had heard of these two strange combinations.
He blinked his wise eyes and nodded slowly:
"Well, my father did say that he wanted me to help you learn more."
"That's right!"
Zeng Anmin looked at Dachun's slow reaction and felt secretly happy.
"Oh, little immortal from the Xuanzhen Division, the price can't be any lower. If we give you this price, we will lose money!"
A vendor's voice attracted Zeng Anmin's attention.
He subconsciously looked up.
A black robe with a golden ribbon flowing from shoulder to waist.
A reflective belt around the waist.
The loose trousers were worn with a pair of straight leather boots with mysterious patterns printed on them.
Two men in this uniform were shopping on the street.
Zeng Anmin had seen such uniforms before.
When Qi Xianlin was arrested in Liangjiang County, a female disciple from the Xuanzhen Division was wearing this.
Having said that, although that woman looks a little silly, she is really good-looking.
After thinking about this, Zeng Anmin subconsciously reached into his arms.
He took out a crystal jade pendant.
"Take this jade pendant. If you ever come to the capital, bring it to see me at the Xuanzhen Division. I will definitely thank you."
Sai Chuxue's evasive face appeared in Zeng Anmin's mind.
He felt something in his heart and put on a smile: "Dachun, let's go! To the Xuanzhen Division!"
After saying that, he led his horse and headed towards Xuanzhensi.
All the magical weapons in the world come from the Formation Department.
Just these eight words are enough to make Zeng Anmin go.
You know, the embossed longbow in his hand is just an ordinary item.
If I could get a spiritual longbow produced by the Xuanzhen Division...
Then he felt that his [Warrior's Heart] could definitely burst out with even greater power!
"ah?"
After hearing the young master's words, Dachun was stunned. He hurried forward and asked Zeng Anmin doubtfully:
"Master, the Xuanzhen Division... also has brothels?"
As soon as these words came out.
He felt that the environment around him seemed to quiet down.
The passersby around looked at the master and servant as if they were fools.
Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched, and he glared at Dachun: "Stop talking and just follow the young master!"
As he said this, he jumped on his horse and waved the reins: "Gee!!"
Flee from this place...
(End of this chapter)
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