"Your Majesty, I have made a mistake. I have failed to properly educate my son and have offended you with my words. Please punish me."
...
"You may hit me or scold me as you please!"
...
Zhang Shaofu looked at Huo Huaixi. Why wasn't this person saying anything?
In the classroom he is a teacher, but outside of class he is a prince, a subject!
Wait a moment, have some tea.
...
Still not moving?
Did they invite me here just to handle this matter?
No way?
How could a high-ranking tutor do something like this?
No, no,
This matter is not that simple.
It's definitely not that simple.
Since it isn't, then there must be a deeper meaning.
But what is the deeper meaning behind this?
Take another sip of tea and let this old man take a good look.
At this moment, Baoyu's body had only partially recovered, but he was beaten again outside, and the scabbed wound was reopened by the pull, causing it to burn with pain.
Twisting and turning to relieve the discomfort.
After looking at it for a while, Zhang Shaofu suddenly realized that he was being asked to deal with this kid.
Your Highness, please take a good look!
Your Majesty's teachings are excellent; this trip has not been in vain!
"I wonder if Lord Jia has ever heard the saying of our ancestors: 'A gentleman seeks harmony but not uniformity, while a petty person seeks uniformity but not harmony.'"
"Haha, of course, of course."
"I wonder if your esteemed young master has any insightful opinions?"
Baoyu was taken aback. He had come to apologize, so how did he end up asking questions?
"No...no."
"No?"
"So, are you a mere follower, or do you possess your own unique wisdom?"
“Hehe, of course he is a gentleman,” Baoyu said.
[Brilliant! That's how cultured people insult others—it directly forces the conspicuous one to admit he's a petty person. Brilliant!]
"It seems that your son has not realized his mistake, Lord Jia."
Zhang Shaofu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and exclaimed, "Excellent tea!"
[This is indeed a fine tea.]
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