Zhao Chenhan was scheming and managed to hold back his composure. He held the teacup in both hands, but his voice trembled a little: "Master, please, please..."
Fu Chengwang looked at Zhao Chenhan, slowly extended his hand, pushed the teacup back under Zhao Chenhan's expectant gaze, and said gently: "According to the bet, you are not qualified to take me as your master."
Zhao Chenhan's eyes went dark, and the teacup slipped out of his hand, fell to the ground and shattered.
Bang!
The crisp voice startled Zhao Chenhan awake. He suddenly realized that he had lost his composure and quickly lowered his head and said, "Your Excellency is right. It was the junior who made the mistake."
Fu Chengwang nodded slightly.
Zhao Chenhan is only fifteen years old, not even as old as Fu Liqing, but he has such a calm mentality in the face of emergencies, which is really good.
“What a pity.”
Fu Chengwang said directly: "If it weren't for the fact that I don't want to get involved in some things, it would be nice to take you as my disciple."
The eldest daughter of the Marquis of Zhenbei married the second prince, who was the strongest contender for the position of crown prince.
Once you accept Zhao Chenhan as your disciple, you may be tied to the Second Prince's carriage.
When the second prince fights for the throne, will Fu Chengwang help?
If you don't help, the prince doesn't think you don't want to help. You must have a plan.
Helping would go against Fu Chengwang's original intention.
This is something Fu Chengwang would never allow.
That's why he rejected Zhao Jingzhou's personal proposal.
I said it today to avoid embarrassing Zhao Chenhan.
"Thank you, Your Excellency." Zhao Chenhan bowed ninety degrees.
There are not many people coming today, but they are all very important. If I don’t say it out loud, it will have a great impact on Zhao Chenhan.
Everyone knew what Fu Chengwang meant, but they were more curious about why Fu Chengwang no longer accepted Zhao Chenhan as his disciple after Zhao Chenhan became the top scorer in the provincial examination.
The Marquis of Changning looked at Zhao Mingyue, who quickly whispered, "Fifth sister and Miss Fu made a bet. If Zhao... Zhao Lin doesn't get first place in the three cases, Miss Fu will ask Master Fu to accept Chen Han as his apprentice."
I see.
When the people around heard Zhao Mingyue's explanation, they all shook their heads.
The Zhenbei Marquis Mansion is so unclassy that they actually rely on this to force Minister Fu to accept a disciple. No wonder Minister Fu said those words at the beginning.
It can be seen that Minister Fu was very dissatisfied with being forced to accept a disciple.
"Zhao Lin, the man who wrote Jin Ping Mei and Ode to the Willow?" The Marquis of Changning nodded. "He does have a chance of winning the first prize. No wonder Miss Fu made this bet. Not right!"
The Marquis of Changning frowned and said, "That's not right. The results of the provincial exam were only announced today, and the academy exam hasn't even started yet. How can you be sure that Zhao Lin won't get first place in the three cases?"
Zhao Mingyue sighed, "During the provincial exam, Zhao Lin handed in his paper before lunch time, and everyone thought he had given up."
"I remember the provincial exam only relies on a policy essay, but you can't submit it in such a short time, right? Isn't just the idea alone enough?"
Mrs. Han from the Duke of England's Mansion asked.
Zhao Mingyue said, "Everyone thinks so. And because Zhao Lin is an orphan, they all think that Zhao Lin has never learned policy essays and can't write them, so they gave up on their own initiative."
"I see!"
Everyone suddenly understood.
Because of various speculations, people believed that Zhao Lin gave up the provincial examination and would not be able to get the top three places, so the talents of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion came to become his disciples with such joy and encouragement.
The most important thing is that Minister Fu also believed it.
This is embarrassing.
"Who would have thought that someone could write so fast and so well?" Mrs. Han sighed.
The Marquis of Changning smiled and said, "I've read both Jin Ping Mei and Ode to the Willow. They are indeed very literary. I didn't expect him to have unique insights into policy essays. It seems like another talented star is rising. From now on, the Seventh Young Master of the Capital will become the Eighth Young Master."
"The key is that he is an orphan, which makes it even more rare for him to achieve such an achievement." Fu Liqing suddenly interrupted.
Everyone laughed, except those in the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.
The Marquis of Changning smiled and said, "Miss Fu values his talent so much, why not ask Master Fu to accept him as his disciple so that he can teach him to serve the country."
Fu Liqing glanced at Fu Chengwang and said, "I mentioned it before, but Dad refused."
Zhao Chenhan suddenly felt jealous and hateful.
He put in a lot of effort, and it was Zhao Mingya who secured this opportunity for him through a bet. Why on earth could that loser get Miss Fu to help him on her own initiative?
Lord Lu interrupted, "I wonder what kind of essay Zhao, the top candidate, could have written in such a short time to convince Li Xingye to give him first place. You know, he's extremely picky."
Everyone looked at Fu Mingtai.
Fu Mingtai quickly said, "When the results were announced, many people questioned them. The government office posted Zhao Lin's essay for everyone to study. It's said that Lord Li was very impressed. I've had it copied... and it's here."
A servant came hurriedly, sweating profusely, and handed the freshly copied article to Fu Mingtai: "Second Young Master, here it is."
Fu Mingtai did not dare to delay and quickly handed it to Fu Chengwang.
Fu Chengwang unfolded it and read it once, without making any comments, and just started reading again from the beginning.
Everyone felt strange and stretched their necks to look, only to see Fu Chengwang look at it a second time and then turn around to look at it a third time.
After reading it three times, Fu Chengwang sighed and said, "Even in the imperial examination, this article would rank among the top."
Everyone was shocked.
There are not many people who can get this evaluation from Fu Chengwang. Many articles written by Juren and Jinshi have been criticized by Fu Chengwang.
The Marquis of Changning asked curiously, "How could I be so highly praised by Your Excellency? I really want to see it."
Fu Liqing quickly took it from Fu Chengwang and handed it to the Prince of Changning.
After reading it, the Marquis of Changning sighed, "Your Excellency is right. Although there are still some omissions, it's not the person's fault, but the limitations of his position. Even if I were to do it now, it wouldn't be any better."
Everyone became even more curious.
The son of Marquis Changning was a second-class Jinshi in the last imperial examination.
The Prince of Changning handed the article to Madam Han next to him. After reading it, Madam Han nodded slightly and handed it to Marquis Lu, who then passed it down until it had been passed to everyone.
Finally, the Marquis of Changning concluded, "Zhao Lin is already very proficient in policy essays. The academy exam may not stump him. He may even win first place in all three cases. By then, he will surpass Chen Han."
Zhao Chenhan clenched his fists and forced a smile, "I'm definitely not as good as you."
The Prince of Changning sighed, "He can compose poetry and write articles. I really want to meet him and talk about poetry with him."
Zhao Mingyue pulled the Prince of Changning aside and signaled him to stop talking. The Prince of Changning thought that she didn't want him to provoke Zhao Chenhan anymore, so he smiled and stopped talking.
The apprenticeship ceremony ended in a bad mood.
Han Yuehua fell ill after returning home. Several doctors were consulted but none of them could cure her. She remained unconscious and had no choice but to go to the palace to ask the imperial physician to treat her.
"Madam's anger is causing her heart disease. I can wake her up, but I can't cure her heart disease."
The imperial physician stroked his beard and said.
"How can I get rid of my heart disease?" asked Zhao Mingzhu.
The imperial physician said, "As the saying goes, the person who tied the bell must be the one who can untie it. To cure Madam's heart disease, we need someone who can cure her heart disease."
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