Chapter 67 Return to the Village

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 67 Return to the Village

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Zhu Youtang had the word "I" stuck in his throat, and looking at the excitement on Zhu Houzhao's face, it was really hard to understand the reason for this kid's excitement.

Before the prince entered the palace, he had been thinking about how to teach this guy a lesson, but now that he looked at his excited and blushing look, his thoughts faded away.

When there are too many disappointments, despair will develop.

Every time Zhu Youtang saw this prince, he would feel helpless for no reason, and then he would feel helpless.

After a while, he slowly exhaled a breath,

"You don't like reading, and you always like to fool around with knives and axes. I've told you countless times, but you never change, and sometimes I'm so disappointed that I don't even want to say sorry.

But a few days ago, I heard that you were studying in the East Palace. Do you know how happy my father was when he heard the news?"

"My father thought at that time that my prince has finally grown up and learned to read and understand. Even if I die, I will be able to rest in peace."

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Zhu Houzhao remained silent, but he understood that his father did not seem to know that what he was reading was not a book, but a storybook.

"But it has only been a few days since you showed up to your old ways, and today you sneaked out of the palace again, playing around like this. How can I safely leave the country of my ancestors in your hands?"

Speaking of the emotional part, Zhu Youtang couldn't help but stand up from his seat, his eyes were a little red, he walked step by step in front of Zhu Houzhao, and asked almost to himself: "Why can't you make my father happy all the time?

It would be great if you could study as well as you did a few days ago."

Seeing his father's moist eyes, Zhu Houzhao felt sad and couldn't help but said: "In a few days, the child should be able to study again."

When he heard the word "study", Emperor Hongzhi was happy at first, and then he was startled, "Why does it take a few days?"

"Because." Hearing this, Zhu Houzhao didn't know how to answer. When he returned to the palace today, he ran to the bookstore and asked about it. The shopkeeper said that they are currently typesetting and it will take a few days for the second half to be published.

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"The children can also study tonight."

After thinking about it for a while, he answered in a hushed voice, just to read it again.

"That's good. I will say that my prince is obedient and sensible."

Zhu Youtang's eyebrows were filled with joy, and he couldn't help but feel excited. He stretched out his hand to tidy up the collar of his obedient prince, and suddenly asked: "By the way, which book has my son been reading these days?"

Zhu Houzhao was stopped by the question again. He looked at the ground and said, "What the child is reading is, what he is reading is."

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his head, "My child is reading history books."

Zhu Youtang became even more happy when he heard this, "History books are very good. Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty said that history can be used as a mirror to determine the ups and downs. My son will eventually inherit the country of his ancestors. As a ruler, you must read history books."

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Then he asked, "Which history book are you reading?"

"Oh, it's the Song Dynasty, it's the Southern Song Dynasty."

"It's actually Song Shi?"

Zhu Youtang was a little surprised, but soon became happy again, and then grabbed Zhu Houzhao's wrist and said, "My father has also read this history of the Song Dynasty. I had a lot of insights at that time. Come and talk to my father about it."

What did you read when you read the history of the Song Dynasty?"

After that, he pulled Zhu Houzhao and walked to the soft cave next to him.

This soft couch was covered with fine velvet brocade cushions. On weekdays, when Zhu Youtang felt tired, he would lie down on it and take a nap before continuing to work.

And Zhu Houzhao had slept on this soft bed countless times. At that time, he was still young and always liked to stick to his father. But now that times have changed, sitting on it feels a little like sitting on pins and needles.

Especially when he saw the expectant look on his father's face, waiting for him to speak, he was even more confused. What did he read?

That’s a lot to read.

Martial arts, internal strength, rivers and lakes disputes

But after Zhu Houzhao thought about it, his father probably didn't want to hear this.

After a moment, he hesitated and said, "I wonder if my father has ever heard of the Five Wonders of the Central Plains?"

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Although he knew that it was a good thing that his little daughter-in-law could live a good life by picking at things all day long, occasionally Xia Yuan hoped that she would be generous, such as listening to him and hiring a carriage.

Rather than stupidly asking to walk all the way back.

"We have money now, and it's not like we can't afford to sit still. Okay, don't be so stubborn. Besides, Brother Wang is still here. Do you want him to see the joke?"

"The teacher calls his student Bo'an."

"Okay Boan."

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Wang Shouren was stunned and paused for two seconds before he asked: "What does the teacher call a student?"

"Bo'an." Xia Yuan repeated it with a smile on his face. He had already made up his mind at noon today. He had better not confront such a ruthless man who had practiced kung fu. Whatever he said would be whatever he said. Everything

Everyone follows him.

Not wanting Bo An to say this again, Wang Shouren's eyes actually filled with tears. Seeing this scene, Xia Yuan couldn't help but was startled, then turned his head and said to Zhao Yuerong with a serious face: "Did you see it? It's because you can't bear to spend money."

Yin Zi, if you have to let your husband follow you back, I will make Bo An cry with anger."

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Zhao Yuerong was stunned. He looked at Wang Shouren and then at Xia Yuan, who had a serious face. He felt a little unconfident for some reason, but still retorted: "But I don't think he cried because of this."

"If it weren't for this, what else could it be?"

"No, the students were happy and excited."

Before Xia Yuan could finish his words, he was overruled by Wang Shouren. He dipped his sleeves into the wet corners of his eyes and said with a hint of sadness: "My mentor finally recognized his student."

A few days ago, he had a clear idea and did not want to violate his own ideals. He shamelessly asked a person who was more than ten years younger than him to become his disciple.

But even though Xia Yuan had already become a disciple, Xia Yuan didn't seem to refuse, but the fact that he was talking about Brother Wang, in Wang Shouren's opinion, obviously meant that he did not recognize him as a student.

If you were someone else, you might be thinking, I shamelessly asked you to be my master regardless of my face, but you didn't take it seriously. It just so happened that you didn't recognize me, and I didn't want to recognize you.

Then cut it in two.

But Wang Shouren is different. His character is very persistent, or extremely stubborn. People who don't have such a character will not risk the disapproval of the world, and have been deviant for decades to question Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism, and finally questioned the success, and

Create your own ideological system and become a saint immediately.

Such people often accept death. Since they have become a disciple, no matter whether you admit it or not, I will continue to call you my mentor.

Of course, this also has something to do with his strong heart, but no matter how strong his heart is, there is still a psychological burden.

Now that I was finally recognized, I felt a little out of control when I heard this voice.

"Ha ha."

Xia Yuan laughed dryly and patted Wang Shouren on the shoulder, "Whatever you say, I have always acknowledged you, that is. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, but I just hope that you can have some tacit understanding with me."

"What is the tacit understanding that my mentor is referring to?"

"Don't you understand that you are still here? I want to take the carriage, but she won't let me."

"Students understand."

Wang Shouren nodded, then went into the carriage shop and hired a carriage.

Seeing Wang Shouren coming out with a carriage, Xia Yuan was a little moved, but not completely moved. If he guessed correctly, this guy should have used the money he gave to hire the carriage.

"Teacher and wife, please get in the car."

I don't know if it was the name "Master's Mother" or the carriage. Zhao Yuerong's cheeks turned red and he looked very embarrassed. He didn't know whether he should get in or not. He pursed his lips a few times and could only look at Xia Yuan with questioning eyes.

"Come on, let's get in the car."

With that said, Xia Yuan opened the curtain and put her luggage in the car, then took her to sit in the car. Before she could sit firmly, she saw Wang Shouren also opened the curtain and sat in.

Xia Yuan was stunned, "What are you doing here?"

"Of course the student will go back with his teacher." Wang Shouren found a seat to sit down and explained: "Teacher, don't worry, the student has not resigned, he just asked for leave with the Ministry of Industry."

"Oh, it turns out it's just...no, when did you ask for leave?"

"The student didn't go. The student wrote a post and asked the guy at the inn to help deliver it."

Does this count as asking for leave?

Is it so easy to take leave in the Ming Dynasty?

Xia Yuan was dumbfounded, "Well, don't you think it's rude to ask for leave like this? What if your bosses don't approve your leave request or grant you leave?"

I suggest you go to the Ministry of Industry in person and come back with me after you take your leave."

After that, he added at the right time, "Don't worry, we will wait for you here and we will never leave."
To be continued...