But Jiang Shan always felt that his son was constantly under the emperor's nose and could easily be controlled by the emperor.
The only bargaining chip she, as the mother, could use to negotiate with the emperor was money.
In other words, she has to be a simp!
These days, it's not shameful to be a sycophant to the emperor!
Jiang Shan gritted his teeth and relayed the order to Fu Qiyuan: "Let's give the emperor a taste of sweetness at the end of the year!"
To prevent my son from being criticized, we need to speed things up.
Surprisingly, this group of wealthy children who were not from rich families became the most dazzling presence as soon as they entered the Holy Academy.
The most influential figure was not Jiang Huai, but San Lang.
He became the "most handsome guy" at the Holy Academy.
The reason was simple: on the day Jiang's Private Kitchen opened in the capital, the show performed by Sanlang and his team had become a sensation in the capital and had even reached the palace without anyone noticing.
Saburo and his friends were recognized on their very first day of classes at the Sacred Academy!
Like all celebrity fans, the princes and grandsons of the emperor surrounded the three of them and refused to leave.
The palace guards and eunuchs couldn't control these princes and grandsons, and the tutor couldn't get them to listen for a while, so the scene descended into chaos.
It was only after Sanlang said something that things calmed down.
"If you want to learn, I'll teach you after class."
The Holy Academy is divided into three classes: small, medium, and large. Children under eight years old are in the small class, children under twelve years old are in the medium class, and children over twelve years old are in the large class.
The classes were separated only by screens, and students could respond to each other at a moment's notice.
Little Jiang Huai was alone in the small class, playing happily with more than a dozen other children.
Here were his familiar good friends, Brother Qi and Sister Rong, and since he could easily become friends with anyone, he quickly became one of them.
Even the eldest princess, the Eighth Princess, doted on Jiang Huai, calling him "Little Brother Huai'er" with great ease.
Jiang Huai's little backpack was full of delicious food and all sorts of exquisite toys; he was unmatched in the whole place. Children are naturally innocent and pure, and these two points alone were enough to command the entire kindergarten!
One by one, they were completely devoted to each other.
The teacher once asked Jiang Huai a few basic questions during class, and he answered them all. Whether it was reciting poems or interpreting them, he did it all with ease. His childish voice and serious demeanor were quite endearing.
The teachers in the middle class were so shocked that they broke out in a cold sweat.
No wonder he's the great-grandson of Grand Tutor Cheng!
Of the children who went with him, only Jiang Yi seemed relatively normal. He was very considerate in his dealings with others, low-key, and didn't talk much. His writing was also quite decent. However, there was one thing that wasn't very endearing about him: whenever someone asked him about Jiang's private kitchen, the cake shop, or the people and things at the Grand Tutor's mansion, he would keep his mouth shut tighter than a clam shell.
A month passed in the blink of an eye, and all the children at the Holy Academy were safe and sound, which finally put Jiang Shan at ease.
It is now late autumn and the weather is starting to get cold. The soy sauce workshops in Shangjing have already brewed their first batch of soy sauce and moved it all into the cellar.
The next day, the thick order was delivered to the emperor by the Minister of Revenue.
When Fu Qiyuan and a man nearing fifty years old came out of the Imperial Study, it was already getting dark.
"My dear minister, don't rush off. Have dinner with me before you go back!"
Fu Qiyuan bowed slightly and replied, "Your Majesty, please allow me to go to the Sacred Academy to speak with Huai'er first."
Emperor Wenqing's eyes flickered, and he said with great interest, "I also want to visit the Sacred Academy. I've heard that my junior brother is even more talented than the Grand Tutor. I haven't met your son yet either. Let's go and see him together!"
The emperor and his minister arrived at the Sacred Academy at a leisurely pace. The teacher was giving a lecture, and the two walked to the window outside the small classroom and peeked inside.
Suddenly, Emperor Wenqing's robe felt heavy, and he looked down.
A tiny boy, barely reaching his waist, grabbed his robe with one hand and Fu Qiyuan's robe with the other, squeezing his head into the gap between the two of them. He tiptoed and whispered, "Daddy, what are you looking at?"
When Fu Qiyuan looked down, a smile appeared on his face, and he gestured for silence.
Emperor Wenqing opened his eyes wide and looked at the little bun who resembled Fu Qiyuan by at least five points. He also put his finger up and "shushed" him, his eyes crinkling with laughter.
Fu Qiyuan bent down and straightened Jiang Huai's slightly disheveled clothes, asking softly, "What are you doing outside?"
Jiang Huai stretched out his slightly damp little hand and whispered, "Going to the toilet! Lili said Daddy went to the palace and will pick us up tonight. I asked him to pick you up!"
Fu Qiyuan took out a handkerchief and washed Jiang Huai's hands, saying, "Father was originally going to take you home, but I have some things to do now. You and your uncles can go back first later, okay?"
Jiang Huai frowned, looked up at Emperor Wenqing, and asked, "Is it something very important that you need to do with this uncle?"
Fu Qiyuan nodded, pulled Jiang Huai around gently, and said, "This is the Emperor..."
"Hello, Uncle Huang!" Jiang Huai greeted him, then looked up at Emperor Wenqing with his bright, dark eyes and said, "Please remind my father to eat, so he won't go back to eat my mother's cooking on an empty stomach. The food in the palace can fill his stomach too!"
Emperor Wenqing gave Fu Qiyuan a meaningful look and said to Jiang Huai, "You should call me Grandpa, not Uncle."
Jiang Huai scratched his head, puzzled, and asked, "How many Uncle Huangs are there in the palace?"
That's a question...
Fu Qiyuan quickly added, "Just one."
Jiang Huai narrowed his eyes. "That's right! Big Brother said that my godmother has an emperor brother, and we should call him Uncle Huang!"
This little rascal is so clever!
Fu Qiyuan tugged at his son's collar. "Huai'er, this is His Majesty the Emperor. Quickly kneel down and kowtow."
Jiang Huai exclaimed "Ah!" and quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
Finally, she looked up and said urgently, "Uncle Emperor, if my father doesn't want to be an official, please don't kill him! Mother and Father will earn you lots and lots of money, and when Huai'er grows up, he can earn you lots and lots of money too!"
Fu Qiyuan closed his eyes and reached out to pinch his son's little bottom.
Emperor Wenqing burst into laughter, startling the teachers and students in the small class, who all turned their heads to look.
"It seems my reputation for greed has spread far and wide, even your son knows about it!"
After saying this, Emperor Wenqing said to Jiang Huai in a serious tone, "Your father is very talented and suited to be an official! As for making money, your mother is enough. I remember all your mother's contributions, so don't worry, I will not mistreat your parents!"
Jiang Huai grinned, pulled a handful of melon seeds from his purse, and said with his teeth showing, "Uncle Emperor, let me treat you to some melon seeds! On your birthday, I'll give you a huge birthday cake, even bigger than the one I gave my godmother!"
Emperor Wenqing remembered that his concubines and daughters had mentioned the birthday cake to him more than once. He took the melon seeds from Jiang Huai's hand, nodded and smiled, "Good, good! My birthday is coming soon too. Go back and tell your mother to start preparing!"
Fu Qiyuan watched the two of them, one big and one small, interacting as if no one else was around, and rubbed his temples in exasperation.
He couldn't refuse the assignment from the Ministry of Personnel, and he caused Shan'er a lot of trouble!
It's all this kid's fault for being such a burden to his parents!
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