Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

After leaving court, Fusu did not go to study with his father today, but followed Zhang Yuanqing out of the Xianyang Palace.

The court officials looked at the man walking in front, feeling a mixture of emotions.

Two years, two years in Qin, not only was he favored by the king, but in just two years, he was awarded the title of Guannei Hou and the official position of Right Prime Minister.

Most importantly, this man was twenty-one years old. A twenty-one-year-old Right Prime Minister. The King's favored Right Prime Minister, and very likely the Right Prime Minister of Prince Fusu's teacher.

envy!

envy!

It makes our faces distorted!

But we are not dark in our hearts!

"Sir, you are now the Right Prime Minister. Fusu congratulates you."

Fusu and Zhang Yuanqing quickly returned home after getting on the carriage.

"Keep a low profile. Keep a low profile."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded the head in front of him.

Fusu smiled and didn't care.

But sometimes the words you use are so interesting.

"How's your study with the king going these days?"

The two of them sat in the study, and Ada went to the kitchen to bring Fusu his favorite pastries.

Fusu smiled, picked up a piece and ate it with satisfaction.

"Sir, Fusu feels that my father is very majestic and domineering when he attends court. Whenever there is a political matter, he always consults the court officials before making a decision. And every time my father makes a decision, the court officials never object."

"When dealing with memorials, father was very focused." Fusu paused and said, "Every time, father needed Shi Yi to remind him to eat. Father worked so hard."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled after hearing this.

Our ancestor is indeed the king among kings.

"Sir, have you discussed academic matters with other gentlemen recently?"

Fusu shook his head.

"Sir, you should still find time to exchange knowledge with other gentlemen in the future."

"Fusu has made note of it."

"Now that Prime Minister Wei Zhuang has resigned, I believe he will have plenty of free time in the future. You can bring the other young masters to ask Prime Minister Wei Zhuang for advice. I'm sure the Prime Minister will be very happy."

Wei Zhuang, who had already returned home, suddenly sneezed.

His son was so nervous that he quickly called a doctor.

After a series of examinations, he was relieved to confirm that the Prime Minister was fine.

After Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, Fusu looked at him awkwardly, and after a long moment, he asked carefully, "Sir, is Fusu your disciple now?"

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"Don't you always say you are my disciple?"

Fusu lowered his head shyly, then quickly raised it again, looking at Zhang Yuanqing in surprise. He stood up and solemnly performed the disciple's salute: "Fusu greets the teacher."

Zhang Yuanqing didn't expect Fusu to act like this, but he accepted the greeting calmly: "Young Master, please stand up quickly."

"Teacher, Fusu will go back and tell father the good news."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled helplessly and let Fusu leave.

Zhangtai Palace

"Father, sir, oh, Teacher Bu accepted Fusu."

Fusu walked into the hall and spoke to Ying Zheng excitedly.

Ying Zheng, who was processing a memorial, quickly finished and put it away. Then he looked up at Fusu and said, "You are talking nonsense. What are you so happy about?"

Fusu stepped forward and said, "Master, you have just accepted me as your disciple. Father, I will be your eldest disciple from now on."

Ying Zheng finally understood, "Didn't you tell Jiang Lu and the others that you were Zhang Qing's disciple a long time ago?"

Ying Zheng once saw a letter written by Fusu to Jianglu and his men. The boy boasted that he was Zhang Qing's eldest disciple. Jianglu and his men were envious for several days.

Fusu felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.

How could my brother show the letter Fusu wrote to them to our father? He should be punished. Fusu will give them more homework later.

"Father, back then, Master hadn't officially accepted Fusu as his disciple." He was so embarrassed to be caught bragging by his father. "But things are different now. Master just officially accepted Fusu's discipleship and acknowledged his status as his disciple."

Having said that, Fusu raised his head and looked at Ying Zheng with joy in his eyes, obviously very happy.

Ying Zheng raised his hand to touch Fusu's head, but then remembered that the child was grown up, so he patted Fusu's shoulders twice.

"Okay, my son must study hard with Zhang Qing from now on."

After saying this, Ying Zheng looked at the memorials in front of him and said, "Come, take a look at these first. If you don't understand anything, you can write it down and ask your teacher later."

Fusu: ???

Zhang Yuanqing: ...

In this way, the news that Zhang Yuanqing became Prince Fusu's teacher spread throughout Xianyang City in a short time.

At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing also had many more political affairs to deal with in disguise.

Every two days, his new disciple would come to ask questions with his little notebook full of questions. At first, Zhang Yuanqing didn't know why Fusu asked about these court affairs. After two days of explaining his doubts to him, he found out that the king asked Fusu to read some memorials. The young master naturally didn't understand them since he was new to them, so he asked about everything.

Zhang Yuanqing: As expected, you can’t just accept disciples casually, and you can’t just be a teacher casually. You have to be responsible.

That day, Changping Jun met Zhishu again.

"Lord Changping, you are a prince of the State of Chu. Do you intend to watch the State of Chu perish?"

Seeing that Changping Jun still refused to agree, Zhishu couldn't help but ask.

Changping Jun's face looked grim. How could he want the State of Chu to perish?

"Do you know how much the King values ​​Zhang Yuanqing's ironmaking technique? Not only is there a heavy guard there, but Meng Tian has also been put in charge of this matter. The Meng family is utterly loyal to the King. How could I possibly learn what's going on there?"

Zhishu also knew that this was a difficult task, but the king had instructed him before he came that he must find out the iron smelting techniques of Qin State so that Chu State could also forge magical weapons.

If he fails to accomplish this, how will he be able to withstand the king's wrath when he returns?

"I am anxious." Seeing Changping Jun's grim expression, Zhishu softened his tone, "Please forgive me, Changping Jun. Chu is truly in dire straits right now. Even the tiny Wei State dares to attack Chu. Furthermore, Chu has already lost a large amount of land. If we don't find a way to become stronger, Chu will surely be annexed by Qin. How will we, the people of Chu, cope with the situation then?"

After Zhishu explained the situation with emotion and reason, Changping Jun's expression softened, and he looked embarrassed.

"It's not that I don't want to help Chu, but it's really difficult to do now."

"It's not that there is no solution. Please, Lord Changping, save Chu and find a solution for it."

As he spoke, Zhishu stood up and bowed solemnly to Changping Jun.

"I know this has put Lord Changping in a difficult position, but my king is at his wit's end. The King of Qin's intention to annex Chu is now obvious. Chu asked for peace this time, and the King of Qin agreed, but what about next time? Your Majesty has been unable to sleep at night because of this matter. Before I came, the King said that the only person who can help Chu now is Lord Changping. If Lord Changping can help Chu obtain the iron smelting method, Your Majesty will definitely welcome Lord Changping back. Then everyone in Chu will be grateful for Lord Changping's kindness. Your Majesty promised that as long as Chu can be saved, he will entrust Chu to Lord Changping. After that, Lord Changping will be the king of Chu."

Changping Jun stood there in shock, speechless for a long time.

Zhishu stopped talking.

He believed that Changping Jun would make a wise choice.