Chapter 161 The Powerful Minister Returns to His Youth 15.
Perhaps it was because this time travel was not well-developed, or perhaps for some other reason, in any case, Long Ran and Prince Yong's situation was probably similar to that of two souls in one body.
In the novels that Long Ran had read, the dominant figure in a dual-soul system was usually the transmigrator who was clearly the protagonist. But here, between him and Prince Yong, Prince Yong's soul was stronger.
According to Long Ran's observations and experiments, the Prince of Yong was unaware of his existence. Unless he was seriously ill or determined to seize control of his body at any cost, he was usually suppressed and asleep by the Prince of Yong's soul, and could only occasionally perceive the outside world.
This made him quite unhappy.
But considering that the body belonged to Prince Yong, not him, and that sleeping was just like taking a normal nap with nothing special, he complained for a while, but then accepted it.
He had little interest in becoming the Prince of Yong. Although achieving great deeds and becoming emperor would be exhilarating, the process was too exhausting. He preferred to cling to powerful figures and live a life of ease. Besides, what would happen to the Prince of Yong's family if he became the Prince of Yong?
Never covet your friend's wife!
Long Ran considered himself to be a man of principle.
The only problem is that he's trapped inside Prince Yong's body and can't get out. How can he become sworn brothers with Prince Yong, help him get rid of his treacherous younger brother, and achieve his great cause? You see, although he and Prince Yong share the same body, they can't communicate at all.
To seize control, perhaps by writing a note?
Long Ran actually did it.
That was the second time he had successfully gained control of the Prince Yong's body, after numerous experiments and repeated attempts to cure the Prince Yong's headaches, excluding the initial time he transmigrated.
Prince Yong was still taking a bath when Long Ran jumped out, not even properly dressed, and rushed to the study. He grabbed a brush with illegible calligraphy, wrote a note, and left it for Prince Yong.
However, the result of this action was that for three consecutive months, the Prince Yong's Mansion secretly invited various experts to exorcise evil spirits, and the courtyard was filled with incense, which was quite astonishing.
Long Ran was so frightened that he couldn't sleep soundly. After a long while, he vaguely realized that if the Prince of Yong really knew about his existence, it probably wouldn't be a good thing.
For a long time afterward, he did not try to regain control of his body. The headache that the imperial physicians diagnosed as "caused by congenital deficiency" and that the experts called "caused by evil qi entering the body" stopped recurring.
In recent years, even when Long Ran didn't deliberately try to regain control of his body, the occasional awakening would still cause Prince Yong a brief headache. Long Ran didn't know the specific reason.
However, he was aware that Prince Yong's headache had flared up this time.
This is because he sensed the situation and realized something was wrong, so he decisively took action to seize control of his body.
"Having transmigrated to the first twenty years of history and been asleep for eight years, I'm already twenty-eight. And I'm a modern person, well-informed and knowledgeable, with a broad understanding of history. I'm definitely more mature and reliable than you, a mere twenty-four-year-old..."
Long Ran thought to himself, "Brother Ye Boyang, just you wait and see. Let this old grandpa... no, this old brother of mine help you and change your miserable life!"
With lofty ambitions in his heart, Long Ran took a big bite of pastry, his face filled with determination and passion.
The eunuch who entered and announced: "..."
His Highness's headache is really serious this time!
"Your Highness, Yu Shiqing, the top scholar, has arrived," the eunuch said, bowing slightly as he sighed inwardly.
Upon hearing this, Long Ran immediately straightened his back, and in a deliberately elegant manner, he took a sip of tea, mimicking the usual behavior of Prince Yong. Then, with a solemn expression, he coughed and said, "Hmm, call the person in."
The eunuch stepped back, about to leave, when Long Ran suddenly seemed to remember something and called out, "Hey, wait! Go and call the young princess and the young prince here as well. Tonight is their time to become disciples, not mine... not even this king's. It's disgraceful that they're not here."
"Yes, Your Highness," the eunuch replied and left.
The room was empty again. Long Ran busied himself, straightening his clothes before sitting down and adjusting his posture to be upright and dignified. This renowned minister of history was now only a seventeen-year-old boy. Watch as he exuded an aura of dominance and subdued him!
Amidst their proud and imposing strides, the sound of footsteps approached.
The eunuch lifted the curtain to block the wind, and the deepening night enveloped the scholar in his blue robe as he stepped inside.
The young man was eight feet tall, with an exceptionally handsome appearance. He was elegant and refined, with a cheerful and clear demeanor. His eyebrows were smiling, and his eyes were full of affection. His demeanor had an indescribable charm and temperament. The moment he raised his eyes, he made the dark hall shine. He could be described as a peerless beauty, unparalleled in the world.
No, why didn't anyone tell him that Yu Weiren is actually so handsome! How does he resemble the long-bearded old man in ancient paintings?!
Long Ran was stunned, vaguely feeling that he had been outshone. He was, after all, the most handsome guy in their history department...
When Long Ran saw Yu Shiqing, Yu Shiqing naturally also saw Prince Yong during his headache.
With just one glance, he noticed something strange.
Why does Prince Yong look... a bit silly today?
Before he could finish his thought, Yu Shiqing had already withdrawn his gaze and respectfully bowed: "This student, Yu Shiqing, greets Your Highness, Prince Yong."
"Ahem, um... no need for formalities, please sit down, Mr. Yu," Long Ran said hastily, snapping out of his reverie.
Yu Shiqing sat down, cupped his hands in greeting again, and said directly, "It is already late today, but I don't know why His Highness Prince Yong is in such a hurry to summon me here so that the young princess and the young prince can become my disciples."
"The rest of the time, perhaps, is better."
Long Ran had anticipated that Yu Shiqing might ask this question, and immediately began to recite his prepared speech with great emotion: "Alas, to be honest, sir, I originally wanted to have them become disciples as soon as possible. Only after handling these miscellaneous matters would I have time to finish up the matter of heading south. But who could have imagined that I would suddenly have a headache, which has delayed me for so long. This afternoon, as soon as my headache subsided, I immediately said that I would invite Mr. Yu here to get this matter settled first, and that it could not be delayed any longer."
"I have other matters to attend to in the next few days, so I will not be able to personally entertain Mr. Yu. Today's event was rushed and somewhat hasty, but everything has been prepared and I will certainly not neglect Mr. Yu."
"I hope Mr. Yu will forgive any shortcomings."
"Your Highness is preoccupied with official duties; it was my inappropriate consideration," Yu Shiqing said apologetically.
"Not at all, Mr. Yu is still young." Seeing that Yu Shiqing believed her, Long Ran felt relieved and silently praised herself for her perfect reason and acting skills.
Yu Shiqing smiled, concealing the deep thought in his eyes.
The way Prince Yong spoke was indeed somewhat strange compared to his usual self... and why did it feel so familiar?
Long Ran didn't notice the subtle change in Yu Shiqing's eyes. Just as he was about to say something, the curtain was lifted again, and Princess Ye Zhixia and Prince Ye Hanzhang stepped in.
"Greetings, Father! Greetings, Mr. Yu!"
The two children clasped their hands together, their voices still childish.
"I haven't formally become your disciple yet, so I dare not." Yu Shiqing looked flattered and rose to return the greeting.
Seeing this, Long Ran relaxed even more, and his back, which had been stiffened by Yu Shiqing's arrival, slumped slightly.
He's just a kid, nothing to be afraid of! Besides, Ah Fu is here, what is he afraid of?
Thinking this, Long Ran gently turned her gaze to the round-faced little Afu: "Afu's here! Quickly find a place to sit, don't tire yourself out. There are pastries over there, you'll definitely like them, but don't eat too many..."
Afu glanced at Long Ran, responded crisply, and ran to the seat next to Yu Shiqing, where she was carried up by a maid.
[As expected, everything is starting to change! In this life, even when Father has a headache, he still loves Afu just as much as when he doesn't! It's just that he seems a little strange. But in the previous life, when Father had a headache, he was also acting strangely. Mother said we should be understanding of Father; it's understandable that he's in pain when he's sick...]
Well, anyway, things are better now, and they'll only get better in the future! Even Mr. Yu is here; he's been won over by the clever little Afu!
Afu's joyful voice echoed for dozens of meters around.
Ye Hanzhang glanced at her, suppressing the helplessness in his eyes, and sat down opposite her.
Long Ran looked at Afu as if he were looking at a priceless treasure, and his smile became even gentler. If you looked closely, he even had a hint of smugness and pride.
interesting……
Yu Shiqing took in the expressions of everyone in the room, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, deepening the smile.
“Everyone’s here, and it’s getting late, shall we begin?” Long Ran said.
The Prince's residence is hiring a tutor for the heir and princess. Even if it's not a formal initiation or instruction, but just a calligraphy and painting tutor, it's still a serious matter, requiring a formal apprenticeship ceremony. That long series of rituals will take a lot of time, and Long Ran's time is limited, so he doesn't want to waste it.
After finishing all that, he still had something to test Yu Shiqing on, which was the real reason he insisted on coming out. Otherwise, if the Prince of Yong had already agreed to the apprenticeship ceremony, he could have just done it himself, so why bother making a fuss?
Long Ran spoke up, and no one objected, so everyone moved to the study.
Inside the large study, everything needed was prepared.
Yu Shiqing took his seat at the head of the table, while Afu and Ye Hanzhang kowtowed three times, offering their tuition fees, tea to their teacher, and receiving instruction.
Long Ran observed the ceremony from the sidelines, scrutinizing Yu Shiqing's words and actions for a while. He chuckled to himself, thinking that this young version of a renowned minister was quite easy to handle.
That's true. No matter how powerful he is, how could he possibly outmaneuver Afu, who has been reborn and can express his thoughts to his family, and himself, a transmigrator who knows everything about the future?
Accepting a minor but renowned minister is just the beginning. In the future, he will not only make Prince Yong accept all the talents in the world, but also accept the throne, the whole country, the Eurasian continent, and a great reputation that will last for generations!
In short, they accepted everything that was good!
"Your Highness, Your Highness?"
The face of a minor, historically renowned official suddenly appeared before my eyes.
Long Ran was startled, his face twitched, and he barely managed to calm himself down. While quickly scanning his surroundings, he pretended to be calm and said, "Ah... since the apprenticeship ceremony is complete, then Awang, you should go back and study. Afu, stay here. It's rare to have time, so let's talk together."
"Mr. Yu, don't panic. Rest at the villa tonight. I'll have someone take you up the mountain tomorrow morning. The guest house has been cleaned up. From now on, that will be your residence. Treat it like your own home!"
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness," Yu Shiqing replied with delight.
Long Ran was even happier.
Yu Shiqing seemed to have a good impression of Prince Yong, and the young man was relatively simple. With a little more effort, he should be able to win him over. Although he disliked this kind of pretentious hypocrite, he had to admit that Yu Shiqing was very capable and a prime minister who could govern well. If he could win him over, he absolutely couldn't give up.
When faced with Afu's heartfelt words, Prince Yong hesitated, doubted, and dawdled, unwilling to take action. He was truly an old-fashioned ancient man.
If he doesn't come out and drags this out any longer, Yu Shiqing will definitely be kidnapped by Ye Zangxing first!
These two are the most gay ruler and minister in history, both in unofficial historical accounts and in modern fan fiction!
Long Ran still remembers the shock he felt when he, a straight man, first read the "Golden Branches and Lush Leaves" fanfiction written by the senior he had a crush on. At that moment, it felt as if a strange force gently soothed his cerebral cortex...
Stop!
Long Ran felt a chill run down his spine and dared not think any further.
He quickly coughed and pulled out his prepared probing question: "Um... Mr. Yu, I heard that Xuan Shu greeted you at the door when you arrived? You and Xuan Shu haven't met many times, have you? How come you're already so close?"
During the examination of painting, Princess Yong had already asked a similar question. Did Prince Yong forget and ask it again?
Yu Shiqing's gaze deepened slightly, and he said simply, "I feel an instant connection with the Sixth Prince."
These two, just as expected!
Long Ran felt a pang of anxiety, but remembering what he had heard from Afu's inner thoughts, he forced himself to remain calm and asked, "My sixth brother here just likes to make friends everywhere, that's what young people are like. Speaking of which, you've known each other for a while now, Mr. Yu, what do you think of my sixth brother?"
Author's Note:
Tomorrow it will also be 6 PM!
The time has been adjusted back!
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