The carriage traveled for a while, and the two chatted the whole way, finding themselves getting along very well.
"Ranran, would you be willing to become my disciple?" Prime Minister Luo looked intently at Yun Qingran.
This child is incredibly insightful and possesses an extraordinary talent for scholarship. He is a rare academic prodigy.
"Disciple!" Yun Qingran inwardly refused.
Students in ancient times were even more diligent than those today; they got up earlier than the roosters and went to bed later than the dogs. But, as the saying goes, she just couldn't get up!
"Don't worry, I won't take you back to Dongqi," Luo Xiang explained, assuming she was worried he would take her back to Dongqi.
This means that teachers and students in different locations don't need to get up early!
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"Teacher, please accept my bow." Yun Qingran quickly knelt down to acknowledge her as her teacher.
Uncle Luo is a great Confucian scholar revered by students all over the country. If I could become his disciple, I would have another powerful patron to rely on.
"Good boy, get up. Your teacher doesn't have anything to give you. You are my only female student, so I'll give you one of my private books." Luo Xiang opened a drawer in the cabinet next to him and took out a jade book.
The jade book was about the thickness of a palm, with roughly twenty or thirty pages. The pale green jade pieces were crystal clear and had excellent translucency, clearly indicating it was a rare and fine piece of jade. A ray of sunlight shone through, illuminating the entire book with a soft green glow—it was simply stunning.
"Teacher, I can't accept this; it's too precious," Yun Qingran waved her hand in refusal.
This jade book is not only priceless, but it was also a private possession of Prime Minister Luo, making it exceptionally meaningful. She cannot accept such a valuable gift.
"Take this, it's a small token of my appreciation." Luo Xiang stuffed the jade book into Yun Qingran's hand.
"Thank you, Master." Unable to refuse such kindness, Yun Qingran accepted the jade book.
"Ranran, your master's long-cherished wish is for peace throughout the land, for people to have food to eat and clothes to wear, for children to go to school, and for the elderly to be cared for." Luo Xiang looked at her and said with unwavering determination.
“Master, this is also my long-cherished wish.” Yun Qingran’s tone was equally firm and resolute.
Sing the song that suits the mountain. In her previous life, she was an ordinary person, so her ideal goal was to be law-abiding, abide by the law, and become a successor to socialism.
In this life, she is the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Zhen'an's family, and now she has been granted the title of Princess Rongchang. She is supported by the people, so she must do her best for them and strive for their benefit.
This was something she had long been aware of, but she never expected to meet Luo Ru, someone who shared the same ideals as her, and the two even became teacher and student.
"Is this also your long-cherished wish?" Luo Xiang asked incredulously.
"Teacher, to be honest, I'm already working towards this goal, but my direction is business, to make money first." Yun Qingran scratched the back of her head.
Making money seems more mundane than pursuing knowledge!
"You need money to implement policies, there's nothing to be ashamed of." Luo Xiang looked at Yun Qingran with appreciation.
He had said this to every one of his disciples, but they simply echoed his sentiments or praised him; none of them ever actually wanted to act in his shoes. Yun Qingran was the first student to agree with him, support him, and share the same ideals as him!
"Master, what if in the future, the world is at peace, the people have food to eat and clothes to wear, the children have access to education, and the elderly have something to care for? That would be our goal, wouldn't it?" Yun Qingran's glass-like eyes shone with a bright light.
"Of course, that would be wonderful. I couldn't ask for more." Luo Xiang's eyes were slightly red.
"We've arrived in the capital. Please, Prime Minister Luo, alight from your carriage," Pei Chen called out as he approached Prime Minister Luo's carriage.
"Teacher, it's time to get off the carriage." Yun Qingran got off the carriage first, and then planned to help Luo Xiang get off the carriage from below.
After getting off the carriage, Yun Qingran realized that the carriage had arrived at the palace gate, where civil and military officials had come to greet her.
Some noble ladies and gentlemen also came to join in the fun. The noble ladies wanted to see what Prince Ye of Southern Chu looked like, while the gentlemen wanted to see if Princess Zhaohua of Western Yan was as beautiful and aloof as rumored.
"Is that carriage at the very front the one belonging to Luo Ru, the Left Chancellor of Dong Qi?"
"Yes, didn't you see the words 'Dong Qi' written on the lanterns of the carriage?"
"Then why did Yun Qingran come down from up there?"
"The one coming down now must be Prime Minister Luo. The two seem to get along very well."
...
Yun Xiyue also witnessed this scene. She gripped the handkerchief in her hand so tightly that it was deformed. Dong Qiluo was someone who had refused a personal invitation from Canaan Academy to become its dean; he was the most respected Confucian scholar in the hearts of all the students. How did that little bitch Yun Qingran manage to hook up with him?
"Ranran really does like knowledgeable people who are older than her," Yun Xiyue said softly, her tone carrying a sense of blessing.
Her words were quite suggestive. All the young men present thought to themselves that Yun Qingran liked learned men older than themselves, and Prime Minister Luo seemed to fit the bill. Could it be that the two had some kind of relationship? That would be too shocking, given the large age gap between them.
"Xi Yue, doesn't Princess Rongchang like Jiang Yunqi?" a noblewoman questioned. Yun Xi Yue's credibility among noblewomen has plummeted, and only those young men who grow their hair long just to make up for their height still believe that she is a pure and innocent girl.
“People’s preferences change,” Yun Xiyue said with a chuckle.
“Xi Yue, you’d better not talk nonsense. After all, Princess Rongchang is your cousin.” Another noblewoman looked at her with disgust.
After these events, the noble ladies already knew a thing or two about her spreading rumors about Yun Qingran.
"I didn't," Yun Xiyue said, her eyes reddening, and then tears fell like pearls, making her look pitiful and truly heartbreaking.
“Miss Zhao, you’ve gone too far! How can you talk about Miss Yun like that?” One of Yun Xiyue’s suitors stepped forward to defend her.
"Yes, yes, Miss Yun is telling the truth. Yun Qingran wasn't a good person to begin with, and what she said isn't wrong."
"Miss Yun is so gentle and kind, why are you bullying her?"
...
Ladies: !? These simps must have brains all scrambled!
"It was my fault, please stop arguing." Seeing that the young masters were all helping her, Yun Xiyue became even more delicate, gentle, and understanding, looking like a fragile little white flower.
Ladies: yue
The young masters felt even more sorry for Yun Xiyue, while Yun Xiyue was secretly delighted. Yun Qingran, don't think that just because the noble ladies of the capital are now on your side, you can win.
In a society where men are valued more than women, men's support is far more effective than women's.
"Teacher, please take it easy." Yun Qingran helped Luo Xiang down.
What?! Teacher!!
When Yun Qingran's voice came, everyone was stunned. Was Yun Qingran calling for Teacher Luo Xiang?
Yun Qingran actually became Luo Xiang's disciple!
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