Chapter 81 He is fighting for her, Zhao Yi: I am not talented enough
The second master was confused. Didn't Marquis Cheng'en ask Concubine Ling for help and ask Concubine Ling to use her favor to persuade his father to appoint Zhao Jue as the heir?
Why is there a test question?
He subconsciously looked at Zhao Jue.
Zhao Jue frowned, this was different from what he expected.
The status of the Duke of Zhao's Mansion is now at its peak. How can it be further improved?
It is impossible for my grandfather not to know that the moon will wane when it is full and the water will overflow when it is full.
Just being able to maintain the current prosperity will be a difficult task!
He suspected in his heart that his grandfather did not want to let him inherit the title, and that was why he set the questions to make things difficult for him.
If his answer did not satisfy Grandfather, Grandfather would have a reason to refuse Concubine Ling.
Zhao Jue's face darkened and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Yi.
Everyone was originally looking at Zhao Jue, eagerly awaiting his answer. Seeing Zhao Jue looking at Zhao Yi, they all turned their gazes towards him.
The eldest lady, however, found Zhao Jue's behavior really funny. He wanted to compete for the title, and now that he was given the opportunity to show his ability, he did not rush to answer the question to show off, but instead paid attention to Zhao Yi.
Is the answer written on Zhao Yi's face?
The eldest master muttered, "It's useless to look at it. Yi'er has no interest in the title at all."
So he wouldn't answer, nor would he give Zhao Jue any inspiration.
“Cough cough… cough…”
Zhao Yi covered his lips and coughed. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he said simply, "Teaching and governing."
As for what to teach and how to teach, he did not say any more.
But despite this, it still brought a great shock to the master and the mistress.
Is he trying to fight for the title?
Otherwise, with Zhao Yi's personality, he wouldn't say a word.
Duke Zhao clenched his hands on his knees tightly, then slowly loosened them, as if he was suppressing some emotion.
He looked very calm as he asked, "Tell me, how do you think we can treat this disease?"
"The court's opening of the imperial examination system to select talents is enough to show that talent is the foundation of a country. Similarly, talent is also the foundation of a family."
Zhao Yi spoke slowly, "Of course, not only those selected through the imperial examinations and pursuing official careers can be considered talented. Some people have no talent for studying, but they are experts in other fields. However, these talents are often the most likely to be overlooked by their families."
He suppressed the itch in his throat, took a deep breath, and continued, "The Chen family of the previous dynasty was full of talented people, each with their own strengths. Over the centuries, the clan has produced many outstanding individuals, some of whom have even gone down in history, contributing to the Chen family's long lineage of prominence. This shows that we can't just focus on a career in government."
After just a few words, Zhao Yi coughed intermittently several times.
When he stopped talking, Shen Qingtan quickly handed him a glass of warm water, looking at him with worry in her eyes.
She had wanted Zhao Yi to compete before, but since she saw that he was weak and frail, she gave up the idea of letting him compete for the title.
But when he really took the initiative to argue, she was shocked, and there was only one thought in her mind: he understood what she had not said in the husband's room.
He was fighting for her.
Shen Qingtan's thoughts were complicated. Her worries about him overwhelmed the joy of having her wish fulfilled. She even felt that he was a little stupid.
If she is a woman with a very bad heart, she will take advantage of his wholehearted devotion to his wife and use him.
Would he be so foolish as to let her take advantage of him?
Zhao Yi took the water and drank a few sips to suppress the itch in his throat.
Everyone in the room fell silent. Those who did not understand the deeper meaning felt that Zhao Yi's opinion was meaningless. After all, the clan itself attached great importance to education and governance.
The people who had this idea were the second master and the second mistress.
"Nephew, our clan runs a private school where even children from poor families can attend without paying tuition. Our goal is to cultivate talent." The Second Madam covered her mouth with a handkerchief, pressing down the corners of her lips that were curled up, and sighed, "The method you mentioned is as good as nothing."
The second master agreed, "Nephew, with your intelligence, there should be other ways. Please think of another one."
"Uncle, I'm not very talented, so I can only come up with this idea." Zhao Yi looked towards the second room and smiled slightly. "Now show it to my third brother."
The Second Madam and the Second Master both changed their expressions, because when Duke Zhao had questioned them earlier, Zhao Jue couldn't answer and pointed at Zhao Yi to answer first.
If he is not talented and has little wisdom, then what about Zhao Jue? What does he count for?
Zhao Jue's eyes darkened and his face was tense, because he had a different opinion. What Zhao Yi said was not as simple as sending someone to a private school.
He turned to look at Duke Zhao, and sure enough, he saw that Duke Zhao looked thoughtful, and it was clear that he had understood the deeper meaning of Zhao Yi's words.
Zhao Jue's heart sank to the bottom of the valley: "Grandfather..."
"Alright." Duke Zhao interrupted Zhao Jue and said to everyone, "Yier's idea is very good. Tell us what you think."
Zhao Jue's eyes dimmed, and then he fell into deep thought.
Duke Zhao always felt that Zhao Yi would bring him a different surprise, and looked at him expectantly: "Yier, tell me more in detail."
Zhao Yi thought for a moment, and just as he opened his mouth, he started coughing again.
Duke Zhao thought about how Zhao Yi had been coughing non-stop while he was speaking, and then he saw that Zhao Jue looked clueless.
He frowned and said, "Today is a last-minute test. You are not well prepared. I will give you half a month to prepare. Whoever makes a decision that is recognized by the clan elders will be chosen as the successor."
The second wife's face turned ugly. It was clear that Duke Zhao intended Zhao Yi to be the heir!
Because Duke Zhao and the old lady had to give Concubine Ling some face out of gratitude for her kindness, but they were unwilling to follow her request, which led to the current way of competition.
Zhao Yi is resourceful and his scheming and cunning are far superior to Zhao Jue's.
According to the current situation, Zhao Yi clearly has the advantage.
She couldn't hold back her breath and was about to speak when Zhao Jue placed a hand on her arm and said in a deep voice, "Mother, I've made up my mind. Let's go back and discuss it."
The second wife took a deep breath, fearing that she would act rashly and ruin Zhao Jue's plan, so she had to give up for the time being.
Before leaving, the second wife gave Zhao Yi a fierce look.
This consumptive patient is indeed a stumbling block for the second wife.
You have one foot in the coffin, and you still want to fight with them!
Shen Mingzhu was also resentful. A huge sense of loss filled her heart, and she even felt uneasy.
This uneasiness seemed to indicate that she would not get what she wanted.
She hurriedly suppressed this terrible thought and left with the Second Madam.
Shen Qingtan glanced at the furious Second Madam, then coldly withdrew his gaze and prepared to help Zhao Yi return to Lanxue Garden.
But the Duke of Zhao stopped them and said, "Yier, wait a moment."
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