The three children were called to the study, and upon hearing that they would be studying with Lin Weiming, the three Lin siblings all said goodbye.
"Stop!" But Lin Weiming wouldn't let him go: "I told you all to study together, I'm not here to supervise you, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
"Daddy~" Lin Wanyue hugged her father's leg and gave him a sweet smile: "Brother Yuan needs to call me if he has something to do. I'll definitely bring you something delicious when I come back."
Lin Weiming: "..."
I get annoyed whenever I hear "Brother Yuan"!
But after all, he was the emperor, and Lin Weiming had no choice but to bow his head when working under him.
"Oh." He could only nod helplessly, "Then you'd better come back soon."
"Mmm." Lin Wanyue quickly took the opportunity to slip away.
Lin Ziqiu was also very righteous and earnest, telling his father with a serious little face: "Dad, my master said that those of us who study medicine need to read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles. It's not enough to just know how to treat illnesses, we also need to know how to diagnose medicines. Right now I have to go to the mountain with my master to collect herbs, so I really don't have time."
The fourth brother's ambition had already been set: to learn medicine from Hu Jiuyuan.
Moreover, it was something I personally facilitated back then.
After all, he didn't know back then that he would suddenly rise to prominence, from a humble family in the county town to being granted the title of Earl of Ning'an. This was truly a meteoric rise.
"Hmm..." Lin Weiming could only nod with difficulty, then turned his gaze to the third brother, Lin Zihan.
Lin Zihan looked left and right, only to find that her younger brother and sister had all run away!
Now he's the only one left to deal with his father!
Lin Zihan clenched his fists, filled with grief and indignation.
“You don’t have anything else to do, right? Come on, let’s read this book together.” Lin Weiming raised his chin.
"Dad, I haven't learned this far yet." Lin Zihan saw several unfamiliar characters on the screen and, after hesitating for a long time, could only tell the truth.
Lin Weiming finally smiled and said happily, "Since you haven't learned it, isn't this the right way to learn it? When your father was learning it, I had to memorize it many times before I finally memorized it."
Having no other choice, Lin Zihan could only hold a book and recite it along with his father, nodding and swaying his head.
There were hardly any servants in the house, so the father and son lit incense in the study.
Master Cui taught Lin Zihan to read and, in turn, explained the contents of the book to him in a simple and easy-to-understand way.
Lin Zihan found his teacher's lectures increasingly interesting, and he listened intently, even taking a brush and copying the unfamiliar characters several times.
Lin Weiming was standing next to him, holding a book and reciting it with a swaying head.
"Dad, you still haven't memorized it?" Lin Zihan suddenly said with a grin, "How can you be so stupid? It's been half the morning and you still haven't memorized it."
"..." Lin Weiming became a little anxious upon hearing this, and glared at Lin Zihan: "You brat! How dare you talk about your father like that? Did you just recite it from memory?"
"Of course! I learned it just by listening to you recite it." Lin Zihan said, and then actually started reciting it.
Lin Weiming stared wide-eyed at his son, who had recently been reciting the contents of a book with his eyes closed and head swaying, as if he could just close the book and recite it from memory.
When he got to the end, Lin Weiming couldn't remember the contents anymore. He quickly flipped open the book to check and found that he had actually memorized almost everything!
"You...you kid, do you even know what that means? What's the use of just memorizing it? You have to understand the meaning too!" Lin Weiming was a little embarrassed and tried to make amends.
"Hehe~" Lin Zihan laughed even more happily: "Of course I know that, the teacher already told me about it just now."
"Then...then why is your handwriting so ugly? Since you can recite it, then hurry up and practice writing it from memory. It would be best if you could write it neater." Lin Weiming didn't expect his son to be so smart, but he didn't know anything about it. To save face for his old father, he was a little embarrassed and angry, so he forced Lin Zihan to practice writing and memorizing characters.
"..." Now it was Lin Zihan's turn to be dumbfounded.
His dad is really awful!
So what if I couldn't memorize as well as him?
Alas, it's a pity that someone as clever as him has to be punished; the ways of heaven are unjust!
Lin Zihan muttered to himself about the injustice of fate, but he could only reluctantly pick up his pen and continue practicing calligraphy.
...
Since Lin Wanyue had used the pretext of going to the palace to see the emperor and had nothing else to do, she took the token and went to the palace.
Qi Yuan, who was also being forced to practice calligraphy by his uncle, was overjoyed when he heard that Lin Wanyue had come to the palace to see him. He immediately put down his pen and ran to the palace gate to greet her.
Eunuch Liu was extremely anxious, chasing after her while pleading, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, little princess! Please slow down! It's still snowing on the ground, please be careful... The princess will be here to see you soon, please wait a little longer."
"No need, I'll go first and see her sooner!" Qi Yuan's voice was filled with a refreshing laugh.
Seeing that he had run such a long distance in one go, Eunuch Liu knew that his health was much better than before, and he was happy, so he didn't want to spoil his mood and stopped trying to dissuade him.
"Wanwan, you haven't come to see me for several days." Qi Yuan held Lin Wanyue's small, soft hand and took her to the Imperial Workshop to see the making of various exquisite trinkets. When he spoke to her, his tone inevitably carried a hint of resentment.
Lin Wanyue felt a little embarrassed when she heard the complaint, but she didn't intend to explain. Instead, she changed the subject and said, "Didn't I come to see you today? I just noticed that you look much better than before."
Upon hearing Lin Wanyue's words of concern, Qi Yuan's pent-up resentment from the past few days vanished instantly. His face flushed slightly, and he whispered, "That's because I've been drinking the talisman water you gave me every day these past few days. I have more energy every day now, and I haven't experienced any sleep paralysis at night. It's much better than before."
Lin Wanyue observed that his complexion was indeed as described. His previously pale face now had more color, and although his lips were still pale, the thick black aura between his brows was no longer present.
It was naturally much more comfortable not being bothered by so many female ghosts.
"Speaking of which..." Lin Wanyue still asked carefully, "Have you ever felt anything unusual? Actually, it's not necessarily ghosts that harm people; some people use ghosts to harm others."
"I don't think so. After we came back, my uncle replaced all the palace maids and eunuchs around me. He said that we can use these people without worry." Qi Yuan still trusted Qi Sichen.
"Is that so?" Lin Wanyue nodded upon hearing this, thinking that if it was someone Qi Sichen had chosen, there shouldn't be any major problems.
After all, if Qi Sichen had any ulterior motives, Qi Yuan would never have survived until now.
Qi Yuan then brought up the Lin family's shops outside: "I heard your shop has reopened? Is it still selling that delicious roasted sweet potato skin like before? I haven't tasted it for a long time since I returned to the capital, and the taste in my mouth is a bit bland. It's a pity that my uncle won't allow me to leave the palace, otherwise I could have gone and tried it."
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