The Prodigal Son

Qin Yu originally planned to ignore the pain and indulge himself completely.

But the words of the Imperial Physician made him hesitate again.

What the Imperial Physician said seems to make some sense.

Whether you want temporary pleasure or lasting pleasure is something to consider.

After lunch, Qin Fumeng went out to visit a friend, and Qin Yu also prepared to take Luo Qingyi and Qi Dachui out.

After being cooped up at home for so many days, I still need to go out for a walk.

The weather is gradually getting warmer, so I'll accompany Luo Qingyi for a stroll and buy some silk to make her a few outfits.

Just as they were about to leave, Su Zhen hurriedly came to their door.

Moreover, they came specifically to find him.

Qin Yu was slightly surprised.

Could it be that Su Yu, that stubborn old man, was swayed by his own personal charm last night and had his nephew come to apologize and make amends with him?

However, when Qin Yu saw Su Zhen, he realized he had been overthinking things.

Su Zhen looked very unwell.

It's like I owe him money!

It's clearly him who owes me his salary for the next few decades, isn't it?

Why are you giving me attitude?

"Lord Su, what brings you here?"

Qin Yu asked with a grin, "Did you get your salary? Bring it to me?"

Send me a load of rubbish!

Su Zhen looked dejected, cursing inwardly, and said bluntly, "I'll solve the problem you gave the people in the Literature Department! If I solve it correctly, you'll return my salary, how about that?"

"Sure!"

Qin Yu readily agreed.

"You really agreed?"

Su Zhen, who had been listless, instantly became energetic.

He never expected Qin Yu to be so agreeable.

"certainly!"

Qin Yu nodded and smiled. "Tell me, what's your result?"

Su Zhen didn't speak, but simply took out a piece of paper and handed it to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu took it, glanced at it, and then his eyes widened suddenly.

"How did you figure that out?"

Qin Yu was extremely surprised.

Holy crap?

You actually figured it out!

He knew, of course, that the question seemed simple, but it was very difficult for someone who didn't know the right method.

Unexpectedly, in less than ten days, Su Zhen actually figured it out!

The key point is, it was actually correct!

Niubi!

"So, I was right?"

Su Zhen tentatively inquired.

"That's definitely right!"

Qin Yu nodded. "Tell me quickly, how did you figure that out?"

Su Zhen replied, "Add the beginning and the end together, then multiply by 500,000."

"You actually thought of that!"

Qin Yu looked at Su Zhen with surprise and admiration, "Fine, I don't need your salary!"

Upon hearing this, Su Zhen breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although Qin Yu has many flaws, at least he keeps his word!

It does have its advantages!

Thinking this through, Su Zhen asked again, "You knew this all along?"

"nonsense!"

Qin Yu rolled her eyes at him, then asked with curiosity, "How did you come up with this calculation?"

"That's none of your business!"

Su Zhen refused to answer.

"Fine, I won't ask then."

Qin Yu stopped pressing the matter and instead revealed a wolf-like smile, "Here's what we'll do: you resign your post and come with me, and I'll give you triple your salary!"

Qin Yu was surprised to find himself appreciating talent.

This person might just be a future mathematician!

Calculating shell parameters and such requires such talent!

"I……"

Su Zhen's expression changed slightly, but he said firmly, "I don't care about your triple salary! Since the result is correct, I'll take my leave!"

After saying this, Su Zhen took his leave.

Got it!

She's quite arrogant!

If you don't care, then you don't care!

He doesn't care, but some people do!

When I have some free time, I'll go to the Confucian Temple and Academy and see if I can find the talent I need.

But after taking only a few steps, Su Zhen turned back and said, "You'd better go to the Hundred Flowers Festival in ten days."

The Hundred Flowers Festival?

He does know about the Hundred Flowers Festival.

This is neither a flower viewing party nor a beauty pageant, but a talent selection event for the imperial court.

This was a grand event established after Emperor Xiaowen ascended the throne.

Like the imperial examinations, the Hundred Flowers Festival was held every three years, usually in the year following the imperial examinations.

The selection process was quite rigorous, with officials from the Six Ministries and the Imperial Household Department of the court participating in the selection.

The Hundred Flowers Gathering did not discriminate based on background, official rank, or literary talent; its aim was to recruit extraordinary individuals with unique skills to serve the imperial court.

The so-called Hundred Flowers Gathering is a gathering of a hundred flowers to bloom, selecting talents without being bound by any particular pattern!

"Why should I go to the Hundred Flowers Festival?"

Qin Yu looked at Su Zhen with a puzzled expression.

The extraordinary individuals selected by the Hundred Flowers Gathering will be registered, and their lineage will be traced back three generations. If there are no problems, the imperial court will make arrangements for them!

If you want to know what skills those people have, you can just check their records after they've been selected!

If you really need something, just shamelessly ask Zhao Luan for it!

Upon being asked, Su Zhen's face instantly turned ugly, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Because preparing for the Hundred Flowers Festival was originally your responsibility! I was just handling it for you!"

what?

Qin Yu was taken aback, then patted Su Zhen on the shoulder, "I trust you to handle this! We'll see if I have time to go then!"

No wonder he harbors such resentment!

Sigh, he really has had a tough time!

However, I might not actually have time to go to the Hundred Flowers Festival.

I wonder how the Ministry of Justice and the Imperial Mirror Bureau are doing with their investigations.

Does anyone know when the Baojing Division will set off for Chenzhou?

"Anyway, I've already warned you. If you don't go, and His Majesty holds you accountable, don't blame me for not warning you!"

After saying that, Su Zhen turned and left.

Watching Su Zhen leave, Qin Yu put his arm around Luo Qingyi's waist and sighed, "I've lost money again, you have to comfort me!"

Su Zhen's salary over several decades was a considerable sum of money.

Ugh!

I was too kind!

So easily, he returned his salary to Su Zhen.

Luo Qingyi smiled, then whispered seductively in Qin Yu's ear, "Once Young Master Thirteen recovers, I will definitely comfort you properly!"

"..."

When talking about his illness, Qin Yu immediately deflated like a punctured balloon.

That's it!

Just bear with it!

It's better to enjoy yourself continuously than to enjoy yourself only for a short time!

Besides, the old man has made his point so clear.

Even if he wanted to eat her up, she wouldn't dare to accept!

After convincing himself, Qin Yu took her and Qi Dachui out.

Qin Yu hasn't been wandering around the capital for quite some time.

I wonder if it's because the Hundred Flowers Festival is about to begin, but the capital city seems a bit more lively.

As they approached a silk shop, Qin Yu heard a burst of unusually enthusiastic laughter.

"Thirteenth Young Master, come up and play!"

"Thirteenth Young Master, why haven't you come to see me for so long?"

"Thirteenth Young Master, I miss you so much..."

Looking up, she saw that the prostitutes soliciting customers were all giving her flirtatious glances.

Some prostitutes even pulled down their clothes, revealing half of their breasts to seduce him.

In the imperial city, many people probably dislike Qin Yu.

But these courtesans genuinely welcomed him!

Qin Yu is good-looking, young, rich, generous, and has only been with us for a short time!

He's practically their dream man!

Faced with these enthusiastic courtesans, Qin Yu, a veteran of many battles, remained completely unmoved.

I can't even get my hands on the beautiful girls right next to me, so why would I bother with you vixens!

Qin Yu ignored the summons of a group of fox spirits and led Luo Qingyi and Qi Dachui into the silk shop.

After browsing through them, Qin Yu finally managed to select several bolts of silk.

He had just paid the bill when a commotion broke out outside.

Before Qin Yu could even peek out to see what was happening, Qi Dachui, his face pale, pointed outside and stammered, "Ten...Thirteenth Young Master, you...you look!"