Back at the Crown Prince's residence, his personal servant Zhao Cheng had already prepared the medicine and was waiting. Upon seeing the Crown Prince return, he quickly took out the medicine bowl, which was warm to the touch and just right for the taste.
Zhao Cheng: "Your Highness, please take your medicine quickly. The temperature is just right; drink it while it's hot."
Murong Zhi took the medicine bowl, the bitter smell of medicine filling his nostrils. He forced himself to endure the discomfort and drank it all in one gulp.
Murong Zhi was intelligent and self-disciplined from a young age. He was carefully taught by the Grand Tutor and had the world in his heart, as well as benevolence towards the people.
The Grand Tutor was a great Confucian scholar and the foremost scholar of his time.
He came from a poor family and was sold into the service of a local landlord as a page to the landlord's son. The landlord's son was not a good student, but the tutor studied diligently and helped the young master. The young master valued him more and more and asked the landlord to let him study with him as well.
The landlord was a magnanimous old man who didn't put on airs. He often went to the fields to work with the tenant farmers and was highly respected by the locals.
He discovered that the tutor indeed had a talent for studying, so he agreed to his son's request.
Ultimately, the tutor passed all the imperial examinations and became the top scholar, and was granted an official position. The landlord's son passed the provincial examination and returned to his hometown to teach, marry, and have children. He was respected as a teacher and lived a happy and fulfilling life.
The Grand Tutor was handsome and charismatic in his youth, with a generous and dignified personality. Coupled with his scholarly air, he was highly favored by the daughters of officials after he became famous.
To everyone's surprise, he rejected all marriage proposals and married the landlord's daughter. The landlord's daughter was shy, kind, gentle, and peaceful. Although she was not as beautiful as the daughter of an official, she had a unique charm and a peaceful and serene demeanor.
The Grand Tutor would never forget the day they met many years ago. When he collapsed on the road from hunger, it was a pair of gentle hands that lifted him up, fed him a slice of ginseng, and took him to a clinic for treatment.
I will never forget the feeling of my heart pounding like a drum when I woke up and saw those gentle and concerned eyes.
Murong Zhi took the medicine and went back to his room to sleep.
Seeing the weariness in the Crown Prince's eyes, his personal servant Zhao Cheng felt a mix of emotions. He sighed, quietly withdrew, and closed the door behind him.
Summer Palace
Wang Chenyuan, the person in charge of the celebration, checked all the matters and directed everyone to set up the banquet venue in an orderly manner.
Beijing Street
The King of Beiyuan followed Murong Qing and his entourage along the bustling street. The ground was paved with bluestone, which was somewhat old and exuded the rustic charm of time.
The streets are very clean.
The vendors on both sides were dressed in cloth, and their wooden carrying poles displayed all sorts of items for sale.
Among the passersby were elegantly dressed young ladies and wives, ordinary people hurrying along the road to make a living, and wealthy young men leisurely strolling and playing in the streets.
All around me were the shouts of vendors, occasionally mixed with the heavy breathing of people due to the cold.
Behind the vendors were shops of all sizes, bustling with people. With the Lunar New Year approaching, there were many people buying and selling food and other goods, making it a lively scene.
Looking at the prosperity of the capital, the King of Beiyuan couldn't help but think of the desert. The desert had a poor harvest this year, and it was difficult to even fill one's stomach in the winter. Although he knew that this prosperity was because it was in the capital of the current dynasty, and that the poor places in the current dynasty might not be as good as the desert, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.
Murong Qing and Murong Yu walked beside the King of Beiyuan. Murong Qing introduced him in a low voice with a smile on his lips, while Murong Yu followed silently without saying much.
The King of Beiyuan nodded in agreement from time to time, but didn't say much more.
Suddenly, a commotion arose ahead, a mixture of curiosity, surprise, and delight.
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