Chapter 142 Lessons from the Past
Old Tutor Lu didn't seem surprised at all about the purpose of Su Qingwan's visit. The Lu family fell into decline because of the Huainan case. Such a big incident in the capital had been circulating for a day, and there must have been students who passed the news to Old Tutor Lu. Even if he no longer cared about worldly affairs, he could not avoid this matter as long as he was in the capital. The news that the little princess of the King of Huainan had died by hitting the tripod had already spread everywhere.

Old Master Lu was drinking tea. He was dressed simply. There was charcoal burning in his study. The charcoal was not the silver charcoal that Su Qingwan usually used. It was of a lower quality. The tea was also out of season. But the study was full of calligraphy and paintings by contemporary scholars. They were priceless. The old man also had some tastes. Calligraphy and paintings were hung all over the wall. If he sold one of his own calligraphy and paintings, it would be a sky-high price. In any case, he would not live in poverty.

"Your father asked you to come and ask for it?"

Su Qingwan shook her head gently. "My father was punished by the emperor to kneel in the snow. When I came, he had not returned yet. My father would have persuaded the soldiers to act calmly. I am the younger generation who acted on my own initiative and came to ask the old gentleman to come forward and persuade the students."

"People's hearts cannot be persuaded with a few words. What happened in the Yangxin Palace spread throughout the capital. The last bloodline of the King of Huainan was killed in the palace. No one can stop the students from seeking justice for Huainan. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to redress the injustice. If you miss it, it will never come again. The students are already united. How can I persuade them?"

Su Qingwan said, "Old sir, listen to the sound of snow outside. It's getting colder as night falls. If they sit outside the palace tonight and can't survive the cold winter weather, they will only lose innocent lives. Next spring, these students will take the imperial examinations. They are the pillars of the country. Can you bear to see them fail in this snowstorm? I can't bear it, and you certainly can't bear it either. You love the students the most."

This kind of snow and wind is really too cold.

Master Lu finished his tea, smiling but refusing, "My little princess, I am old, and I can't control the affairs of the court. Everyone has their own destiny. If you interfere with other people's causes, you must bear their consequences. I knew about this twelve years ago. You should be more open-minded. Some things are beyond our control."

"I don't believe that I, who was determined to overturn the case in Huainan, would watch my students die." Su Qingwan's heart sank. In fact, she was not sure that she could convince the old tutor, and she just wanted to try her best. "You risked your life to overturn the case. Although the result was not satisfactory, you are a role model in many people's minds. Those young faces in the school are now sitting in the wind and snow outside the palace gate. Among those people, there are your students. I don't believe you will remain indifferent."

"Little Princess, don't you want to overturn the verdict in Huainan? As far as I know, the King of Southwest has always wanted to overturn the verdict in Huainan. After the peace talks, he should have taken action. Now is the right time. Could it be that you and your daughter are of the same mind?"

"Father wants to overturn the verdict in Huainan, but he doesn't want to sacrifice innocent lives!" Su Qingwan knelt down again and kowtowed heavily, "I beg you, old sir, to save these students!"

The old tutor did not go to support her. He remained calm and smiled, as if it had nothing to do with him. He looked at Su Qingwan with some sadness, "The little princess of the Huainan King is about your age, right? She has lived in hiding for so many years. In order to overturn the case, she went to Xilin as a spy. She survived many dangers, but in the end, her blood was spilled in the Yangxin Palace. You are also the princess of a local vassal. Do you feel sad when you see the Huainan clan destroyed? That is a lesson for us, little princess."

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