As expected, Zhao Shu was very perceptive. "Fei Chang is a solitary and aloof person. His calligraphy is famous throughout the world, but his chess skills are only so-so, especially Chinese chess, which is unknown to anyone. I suppose he has never mentioned it to anyone."
It would be strange if anyone mentioned that.
Emperor Mingde thought this made sense and gestured for her to continue. Zhao Shu sneakily leaned close to Emperor Mingde, lowered her voice, and whispered, "Uncle, since no one knows where this chess set came from, after A-Jun copies the chess manual, we can claim it's a family heirloom of the Zhao family, what do you say?"
Emperor Mingde: ...Alas, this is all the child my nineteenth brother has taught me. I'll tell the Empress to find more books on gentlemen for A-Jun so she can learn what a gentleman is.
Prince Yong, who had overheard this, said: "Ah Jun wasn't like this before. Has she been corrupted by Wei Tingsi? Yes, definitely. After the matter of the Fubing is over, we absolutely cannot let Wei Tingsi come to our door again!"
Receiving no reply for a long time, Zhao Shu chuckled to herself, thinking, "Hmph, trying to outsmart me."
"Uncle, what do you think?"
Emperor Mingde blushed and said awkwardly, "Does Princess Ajun know that taking something without asking is considered stealing?" Although his words were somewhat harsh, he had to make the princess of Dayong understand what she should and should not do.
Zhao Shu immediately stood up, head bowed, looking as if admitting her mistake. Seeing that she admitted her mistake so readily, Emperor Mingde did not continue to lecture her.
"Since it is your mother's dowry and also something that the eldest daughter of the Fei family obtained by chance from an old man during her travels, it must be made public to the world. Chess is the crystallization of wisdom and should not be tarnished. Quickly copy it and present it to the Taihe Hall. Do you understand?" Emperor Mingde gave the order.
Zhao Shu immediately grinned and made a funny face. "Yes, sir! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"
"You little rascal, come play a few more rounds with me." Emperor Mingde patted Zhao Shu's head, and the hair that Green Luo had spent an hour combing was immediately messed up. Zhao Shu complained bitterly, "What kind of people are they? I'm already nine years old, don't touch my head, okay?"
With resentment plastered on his face, he sat opposite Emperor Mingde, ready to fight him for a few more rounds. Uncle Fu, who was standing next to him, couldn't stand it any longer and spoke up: "Your Majesty, Your Highness, Princess, it's time to eat."
Upon being reminded, Zhao Shu's stomach started rumbling uncontrollably.
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