He Youyou took out a bottle of medicine from her sleeve and handed it to him: "Here, I'll take care of you now."
Zhao Changqing looked closely and saw that it was indeed the bottle of hemostatic medicine.
He used up half a bottle while injured in the Youbei camp. After returning from Youzhou, he used up the remaining half bottle when he was injured in the Imperial Study.
Unexpectedly, He Youyou brought out a new one.
Ah, no...
Zhao Changqing pretended to be angry: "He Youyou, you lied to me again? During the New Year at the Han family, when I asked you for some, didn't you tell me that you didn't have any more, and that there was only one bottle left? How come you keep giving me bottle after bottle? You gave me one bottle when we were in Youzhou, and now you're giving me another one. How many do you have left?"
He Youyou said helplessly, "There really is only one bottle. You have to use it all up before I can get a new one. If you don't finish it, I won't have any more."
Zhao Changqing thought for a moment, but did not reach for the medicine.
"Your medicine is effective. Since there's only one bottle, keep it for yourself and don't give it to me."
"Really don't want it?"
"Really, no."
"What do you want?" He Youyou asked curiously.
Zhao Changqing thought for a moment and said, "How about you give me one of your calligraphy brushes that don't need to be dipped in ink? I saw it when you took it out last time. There were three in your box. You gave one to Ali and kept one for yourself. There's one left. Give it to me."
"Alright then." He Youyou wasn't that petty.
Anyway, she doesn't have many opportunities to use a calligraphy brush, so let's just give it to him.
A set of three ink-storing calligraphy brushes: one medium-sized brush was given to Ali, one small brush was kept for herself, and one large brush was also included.
She didn't write large characters and didn't need them, so she gave them to Zhao Changqing.
Zhao Changqing held the calligraphy brush, reluctant to put it down.
I uncapped the pen to try it out, but after looking around and finding no paper, I could only regretfully put the pen back in my pocket and place it close to my body.
He Youyou found his appearance amusing.
Zhao Changqing sometimes acts a bit like a child, which always makes people laugh.
In this respect, he is somewhat similar to Zhao Wenqi.
They truly are uncle and nephew.
Thinking of Zhao Wenqi, He Youyou asked, "By the way, where's Wenqi? I miss him quite a bit. I'll go see him when he has some free time."
Zhao Changqing's expression froze.
“Wenqi… he’s probably too busy lately, his family has found him some new tutors. I’ll go back and tell him that he’ll come to see you in person when he’s free.”
"Several teachers?! Your family is really heartless. Don't exhaust such a young child."
Zhao Changqing gave a wry smile.
My elder brother doesn't know what happened either.
He was already disheartened about his second son and didn't want to put any more effort into raising him.
But recently, their attitude suddenly changed.
Her words seemed to express high hopes for Wenqi, suggesting that he wasn't as hopeless as some might think.
This time, several renowned scholars were specially invited from Qufu to the palace to lecture the second prince.
The historical records describe the major events of that year as follows:
"The second year of Zhengguang, late autumn.
When the hereditary Duke Yansheng came to the capital from Qufu, the emperor bestowed upon him a set of robes, hat, boots, and socks, and provided him with clean lodgings.
The following day, he entered the palace to pay homage to the emperor. The emperor was pleased and promoted him to the rank of Zishan Dafu, a second-rank official, bestowed upon him a silver seal, and placed him in the same order of precedence as the prime minister in court audiences.
The Duke Yansheng was a direct descendant of Confucius.
Throughout history, regardless of how many emperors ascended the throne or how many dynasties changed their names, every emperor of every dynasty would bestow this title upon the descendants of Confucius.
This was not only an honor for Confucius, but also a necessity for the stability of the imperial rule.
The saying goes, "Military force quells chaos, while civil administration brings peace."
To govern a country, it is essential to make good use of scholars, and the most influential figure among scholars is Confucius.
To consolidate political power, to win over the hearts of scholars across the land, and to govern the country with true Confucianism, it is essential to respect and uphold Confucianism.
This time, the Duke Yansheng came by imperial decree, accompanied by several great Confucian scholars.
Each one was a "surprise" prepared by the Emperor for the Second Prince.
The Empress's two sons, the Crown Prince and the Second Prince, were only two years apart in age.
Many years ago, these two children were originally enrolled in the same school and attended classes together.
Later, everyone realized that things were going badly; the difference in their educational levels was growing, making it impossible to use the same teaching method.
Left with no other choice, they had to arrange another set of clothes for the second prince separately.
However, new problems have arisen.
When two students are in class together, if one doesn't study, the teacher can focus on teaching the other, thus achieving at least half of the teaching objectives.
However, when there was only the second prince as a student in the classroom, not only could the teaching objectives not be achieved, but the teaching resources also suffered a serious loss.
Older teachers often suffer sudden heart attacks in class and have to stop teaching.
Over time, even the emperor found it difficult to handle.
It seems unlikely that the second child will be able to be raised to be successful.
That's it, whatever.
Just then, the Second Prince started clamoring to go find his Fourth Uncle, so Zhao Changheng readily agreed.
Let's also give teachers and parents a break, a two-month rest, and a chance to relax.
Sure enough, after Zhao Wenqi left, everyone was in a good mood and ate an extra bowl of rice.
But when the Second Prince returned from Jizhou this time, Zhao Changheng suddenly felt that the child seemed to have made some progress and was not quite the same as before.
I don't know what's gotten into him, but he seems much more reliable than before.
His speech and actions are completely different from before.
Let's not talk about the case I solved for the Ministry of Justice last time; let's just talk about the small things that happen on a regular basis.
That day, he went to Fengyi Palace to hold his daughter, and the little princess peed in his arms, almost wetting his dragon robe.
Wenqi took over and quickly changed his sister's diaper, then washed it afterward.
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