The most romantic little emperor

At this time, the restaurant was crowded with guests and very lively, but Ping Wuying had not arrived yet.

Qin Hao came to the private room on the second floor where he first met Ping Wuying, ordered a pot of daughter's red wine, cut a few pounds of braised beef, and invited Feng Lao and Luo Yang to start eating.

"Have you heard? The current emperor has re-employed the three major academies and appointed more than 30 talented people to serve as officials in the court. I don't know whether this is true or not?" A scholar holding a feather fan said with a smile.

Another person immediately stepped forward and said righteously, "Of course this is true. The son of a distant relative of my aunt is a classmate and friend of Zuo Wenxuan from Wenlan Academy. When I went to my aunt's house today, I happened to hear her mention that the great talent named Zuo Wenxuan was appointed a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Revenue."

"Master Zuo is indeed the most talented scholar in the capital. I have had the honor of reading his poems and articles. My admiration for him is like the endless flow of the Yellow River..."

"Humph, your information is too outdated. At the poetry gathering the night before yesterday, a young man named Qin Zitian challenged Zuo Wenxuan. They drank and wrote hundreds of poems on the spot, forcing Zuo Wenxuan to admit defeat immediately. The title of the most talented man in the capital has long been replaced by someone else..."

"Hey! I'm also a student of the three major colleges. Why didn't I get a chance to do such a good thing?"

"As for you, forget it! Why don't you look in the mirror and see what kind of person you are!"

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Listening to the discussions in the restaurant, Qin Hao couldn't help but feel relieved, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Haha, it seems that my decision to use the talents of the three major academies is indeed a wise move, and it has won the favor of many scholars."

Elder Feng's eyes sparkled with admiration, and he immediately echoed, "Your Majesty is far-sighted. His favor for the three academies is tantamount to giving poor children a chance to serve the court."

Qin Hao heard this and gently waved his hand. His action revealed an extraordinary bearing and profound thoughts. He smiled calmly, but his tone was full of ambition: "Such achievements are certainly gratifying, but my heart is far more than this."

"I plan to build an unprecedented university in the capital, recruiting well-read people from all over the world to gather here to study and cultivate virtues together. When they have completed their studies, they will be able to serve as officials in the court and be employed by me."

Elder Feng sighed, his brows condensed with deep worry, and he slowly said: "Your Majesty, this move is too sharp to be true, and it is bound to affect the fundamental interests of those deep-rooted aristocratic families. If they join hands, their influence will be huge and cannot be underestimated. Your Majesty, do you have a plan to deal with it?"

Qin Hao raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He said in a steady and powerful tone, "Old Feng, I know your concerns, but I tell you, this world belongs to the people, it is my world, but it is not the world of these aristocratic families."

"Those aristocratic families and self-proclaimed nobles treat my majesty as nothing and ignore the suffering of the people. Since I am the ruler of the world, how can I allow this trend to spread and ignore the justice of the world?"

"Although I am not a heartless person, nor am I a blind ruler, there is no reason to keep pampering them. If they can recognize the situation and be loyal to the court, I will naturally let them go and even use them. Otherwise, I don't mind killing one to warn the rest. It depends on whether they have the courage."

"I will use practical actions to let these high-ranking aristocratic families feel that those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish. Their era is gone forever!"

There was an unquestionable light in his eyes. That determination and dominance seemed to foreshadow the coming storm that would completely rewrite the power structure of this land.

Old Feng and Luo Yang looked at each other and nodded slightly. There was a flash of determination in their eyes, as if they were ready to sacrifice their lives for Qin Hao at any time.

At this moment, Feng Lao's ears moved without wind, as if even the particles in the air were trembling, and then he whispered: "Your Majesty, the person you are waiting for is here."

Qin Hao then looked towards the stairs to the second floor.

I saw a snow-white figure quietly appearing, and it was Ping Wuying.

She was dressed in a white dress that was not stained by dust. She walked lightly, and every step seemed to be walking on the clouds. She was surrounded by an otherworldly aura that made people feel refreshed.

"Miss Ping, you are late!" Qin Hao's lips curled up into a warm smile. His joy at seeing each other again was beyond words.

Ping Wuying sat down slowly, a barely perceptible chill flashed across her cold eyes, and then she opened her red lips and said in her unique voice, "Humph, it's you who came early, not me who came late."

After she finished speaking, the corners of her mouth inadvertently curled up into a sneer, which was enough to make the air around them a little colder.

Qin Hao naturally caught the subtle coldness emanating from Ping Wuying, but there was no ripple in his heart. Instead, he responded with warmth.

In his mind, it was normal for those beautiful women to have a somewhat arrogant and cold temper. Not only did he not feel neglected, but it aroused his desire to conquer them.

Qin Hao personally poured a cup of fragrant tea for Ping Wuying and asked with a smile: "From Miss Ping's tone, has the matter been settled?"

Ping Wuying has always been decisive and quick in her actions, without beating around the bush. She just flipped her wrist lightly and took out a very thick and old account book from her sleeve.

Qin Hao's eyes lit up and he was instantly attracted to the account book. Even his breathing became rapid involuntarily.

He subconsciously reached out to take it, but saw Ping Wuying's fingertips move slightly, and the account book was quietly taken back, leaving him empty-handed.

Ping Wuying raised her eyebrows, looked at Qin Hao thoughtfully, and thought to herself: Little emperor, let's see how long you will keep pretending.

Qin Hao flashed an awkward but graceful smile on his face, and quickly withdrew his hand, with a hint of teasing and expectation in his tone: "Miss Ping, what do you mean?"

"What do you think?"

Ping Wuying's face was as cold as frost, and she looked as if she was keeping people at a distance. She smiled coldly and said, "I have helped you get the things. Now, it's your turn to fulfill your promise."

Qin Hao curled his lips, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and retorted: "Why? Are you afraid that I, Qin, will cheat? If so, why did you cooperate with me in the first place?"

"But then again, your martial arts skills are so strong that none of my men can match you. What are you afraid of?"

Ping Wuying frowned slightly and rolled her eyes at Qin Hao, as if she no longer believed his lies. She said with an unquestionable firmness in her tone, "This is the rule of the martial arts world. We'd better make it clear in advance, so that some people won't regret it later."

Qin Hao raised a helpless smile when he heard this, but he tactfully stopped arguing.

He slowly extended his palm and said with a frank smile: "Okay! Since the rules are like this, then we have to be fair. However, I also want to personally identify the authenticity of this account book, so as not to be disappointed in the future. What do you think?"