The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Yingzhi was both angry and annoyed, saying that he had misunderstood and mistakenly thought they were going to the library.

But Ning Yunling wouldn't listen.

They insisted on getting to the bottom of it and asking him how he did it.

Yingzhi said, "East," and he pulled out the outhouse.

Yingzhi said something to the west, and he loudly exclaimed that Yingzhi was capable.

Ying Zhi: ...

You really can't reason with a scoundrel.

Unfortunately, Xiao Huaiyan was stirring things up from the sidelines.

Wei Zhao, the only one who could stop them, seemed to believe it.

Wei Zhao cupped his hands and bowed again.

"Humans have three urgent needs. I urge the Second Prince to consider the natural order of things and the cycle of life. He should prioritize his health."

He Xuran looked down on Ying Zhi.

But he just couldn't bring himself to hold it in when he needed to pee to study!

He had to think highly of Ying Zhi!

He followed Wei Zhao's example and cupped his hands in greeting: "Please, Second Prince, move to the outhouse."

Yao Ru took a few steps back, her disdain practically written all over her face.

Ying Zhi was never that wronged.

He had a feeling that if he didn't leave, the news would spread throughout the entire Imperial College in no time.

He was so ashamed and angry that he eventually forgot about Yao Ru and hurriedly left.

Ning Yunling was bewildered, looking at Ying Zhi's retreating figure with a sigh.

"He absolutely refused to go; he was quite stubborn."

Wei Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth, slowly straightened up, and turned to walk back.

Ning Yunling: ? ? ?

"Brother, where are you going? Don't..."

Learn the bad things, not the good ones.

But Wei Zhao did not stop. He raised his hand and pressed down, making a faint line in the air with his fingertips to signal for silence.

Ning Yunling swallowed the words that were about to come out.

He Xuran was afraid that Wei Zhao would go back and study hard, so he quickly followed after him, wanting to walk even faster than Wei Zhao!
Xiao Huaiyan felt that something was wrong.

But I can't say where it is.

Just as he was about to ponder, he saw Shen Zhiyi strut out arrogantly from the entrance of the girls' school ahead.

Xiao Huaiyan narrowed his eyes.

This girl from the Shen family was able to come to study only because of the Dowager Consort Shen.

That's so unreasonable!

Yesterday, I was running too fast and bumped into him, and then I even had the nerve to step on his foot. I blame him for not watching where he was going.

He sneered and went over to confront her.

Ning Yunling: ?
Why did they suddenly stop going?
He looked at Ying Fuyan, his last hope: "And you?"

Ying Fuyan said gently, "Young Master Ning, please do as you see fit."

Ning Yunling: ...

No, are you all sick?
He couldn't understand it, but he respected it, and hurriedly ran towards the outhouse.

As we approached the outhouse, we ran into a group of students coming out.

Ning Yunling didn't recognize her.

But it is not important.

He then inquired, "When did you need to use the restroom?"

He couldn't resist chirping crickets.

But it's not good to let crickets harm your own people.

The clever cricket responded.

"I came because I needed to use the restroom, but you don't know, the Second Prince is different!"

“He wanted to go to the toilet yesterday, but he just wouldn’t go.”

"Why? How would I know? Maybe they want to be different and don't want to associate with us ordinary folks."

Ning Yunling concluded: "Ying Zhi truly deserves to be called a royal descendant!"

"Something!"

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This room.

Once everyone left, only Yao Ruhe and Ying Fuyan remained.

Yao Ru should have left too, but for some reason, the students in front of her gave her a very familiar feeling.

But... she probably hasn't seen it before.

Yao Ru stared intently at Ying Fuyan.

Do we know each other?

Ying Fuyan's Adam's apple bobbed.

The fewer people who know about this, the better.

He said gently, "No."

Upon hearing this, Yao Ru was about to leave.

"Miss Yao."

Ying Fuyan caught up with her and handed the hand warmer to Yao Ru.

"It's cold."

"Young lady, please don't catch a cold."

Yao Ru was already extremely annoyed by Ying Zhi's harassment.

She was about to give him a hard time.

Ying Fuyan raised her hand to gather the snowflakes falling from the tree: "No matter how heavy the snowstorm is in this world, there will eventually be a day when the sun shines."

Yao Ruwei paused.

clear up?

Is there still a chance?
Winters in Beijing are so cold, let alone the bitterly cold Lingnan region.

When Ying Fuyan unfolded it again, it had turned into snow water.

“The ice in the river looks solid, but when the weather gets warmer, carp will break through the ice.” He met Yao Ru’s stunned eyes and said, word by word, “There is no eternal night in this world, only a journey through wind and snow followed by a journey through spring.”

So, Aru, please wait a little longer.

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Two months later, Liang Yue attacked.

The emperor and his officials didn't take it seriously.

There are several border clashes every year. With Wei's army around, what could possibly happen?

But it was precisely at this moment that news of the border victory and Wei Fengyuan's death reached the capital.

The government and the public were shocked and panicked.

Upon hearing the news, Emperor Yingqian dropped the teacup he was holding.

Wei Fengyuan was the most capable warrior in the Jin Dynasty, and a man feared by many other states!

With his death, many forces are likely eyeing him covetously.

Available soon.

Emperor Yingqian could not hide the subtle pleasure in his heart.

The Jin Dynasty is full of talented people; we can train more military generals.

Wasn't he long hoping to avoid relying on the Wei family to maintain his power, so that he wouldn't be controlled by them?

With Wei Fengyuan dead, no matter how talented Wei Fengxing is, he's just a paper tiger!

The Duke of Shun's mansion should have fallen into ruin long ago.

And his... Su Chan.

His laughter echoed from the vast palace.

The empty coffin hasn't been brought back yet.

Unable to conceal his grief, Wei Fengxing resigned and stayed at home, but in reality, he was secretly working for the Prince of Yan.

The Duke of Shunguo's mansion remained closed to visitors.

Wei Zhao dressed in plain clothes and observed mourning for him.

Half a month later, Marquis Yangdu fell and strained his back, and had to stay home to recuperate.

Other teachers at the Imperial Academy would help with the lessons, but there would always be times when they couldn't find the time, especially with the imperial examinations approaching.

As the Chancellor of the Imperial Academy, Marquis Yangdu was afraid of delaying his students, so he specially had himself carried into the palace to recommend someone to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. This man not only has outstanding political achievements, but is also a rare example of integrity."

"When he served as the magistrate of Dingdu County, his article 'Eliminating the Abuses of the Grain Transport System' shocked the court and the public with its sharp words. Last year, when the Ministry of Rites was compiling the 'Collected Statutes,' the officials were in a heated debate, and it was entirely thanks to him that they were able to reconcile the disputes by citing classical texts."

"Such a talent for practical application is now being wasted on rotting books in the Hanlin Academy. If he continues to remain in obscurity, it will be a loss for the court."

Therefore, Gu Fuju once again appeared in everyone's view.

He entered the Imperial Academy even earlier than in his previous life.

Entering the Imperial Academy was nothing special; what mattered was the Emperor's deep contemplation after dismissing the Marquis of Yangdu. He summoned Gu Fuju to the palace to probe his true intentions.

He casually picked up an article recently written by the Second Prince and wondered what Gu Fuju could say.

Gu Fuju took it with both hands and lowered his eyes to read it carefully.

"The Second Prince's writing is very logical and clear, like a spring flowing from a valley, with a clear and melodious sound."

"When a spring is rushing forth, if it encounters a huge rock blocking its path, one can emulate the Prince Duan of the previous dynasty and not contend with it, but go around it. The way to govern a country is also like this."

Finally, I added one more sentence.

"A person's writing reflects his character; its value lies in its depth and understanding. The Second Prince is young, but given time, he will surely achieve great things."

These words, ostensibly commenting on an article, actually reveal the essentials of governance. They neither flattered Yingzhi nor deliberately belittled him to save face.

One particular line, "Do not contend with him, but walk around him," struck a chord with Emperor Yingqian.

Although the princes are young, which one of them is without ambition?

Yes, Emperor Yingqian was willing to eliminate the Prince of Yan in order to seize the throne.

However, his son, right under his nose, saw no way he could get his position.

Emperor Yingqian always knew that Gu Fuju was a capable person.

But he never uses it.

Now the prince is growing up...

He had long wanted to promote talented people and replace Wei Fengxing.

After Gu Fuju went to the Imperial Academy.

Although Wei Zhao was at home, he was still very interested. He even longed to hear Gu Fuju lecture.

He Xuran was convinced!

He shamelessly believed that because Wei Zhao wasn't around, he had learned more than him! He vowed to get first place next time!

Xiao Huaiyan was unconvinced.

He complained incessantly.

"Master!"

Xiao Huaiyan was devastated: "Are you this strict with your daughter at home?"

Gu Fuju wanted to say.

He was indeed strict with Gu Wu when it came to her studies.

Although Gu Wu is spoiled, she is easy to discipline.

But thinking of Yao Yao, who was still in Ze County and whose safety he had completely protected, he was still thinking of her.

They are difficult to discipline.

The capital city appears calm on the surface, but it is actually the most dangerous place.

Gu Fuju felt that... after everything was over in the future, he would bring Yaoyao over.

Even if he's strict, Yao Yao won't listen.

Perhaps they'll even have to challenge them.

So he fell silent.

Xiao Huaiyan was furious: "Can't the teacher treat everyone equally?!"

Gu Fuju said coldly, "If you are not satisfied with today's punishment, I will ask your father to come over."

After saying that, he went outside.

"As for your question, the Master cannot do it."

The voice had warmed up a bit.

"I'm human too. I get headaches and I have selfish desires."

(End of this chapter)