Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

"Ada, where is Prince Fusu?"

"The young master is practicing martial arts with the doctor."

Zhang Yuanqing, who hadn't been out for many days, had an idea: "Let's go and take a look."

Ah Da hesitated.

"Don't worry, I've been feeling much better lately. I don't need to take medicine anymore, right? It's okay, trust me."

"promise."

A Da was helpless and hurriedly followed Zhang Yuanqing who had already opened the door.

The cold air made Zhang Yuanqing shrink his neck and wrap his genuine fur tightly around him.

It’s so luxurious, so extravagant.

If this authentic piece of clothing were available in modern times, how much would it cost?

Walking in the courtyard, there is nothing around except snow and walls. As for pavilions, towers, rockery and trees, don't even think about them.

Building those things is too extravagant, the snow is more pleasant to look at.

Soon, the two of them arrived at Fusu's yard. Zhang Yuanqing did not go over to disturb them, but stood in the distance and watched quietly.

After a while, he saw the problem: "Is this what you said about Fusu and Li Xin practicing martial arts?"

Ah Da nodded. Isn't it? Then is this a fight?

Zhang Yuanqing curled his lips: "Although I don't know martial arts, I can see that this is clearly a record of Fusu getting beaten."

As he said this, Fusu was kicked on the butt by Li Xin, and Zhang Yuanqing felt the pain just by looking at it.

"My Lord, how can one learn martial arts without getting beaten? Otherwise, how can one learn it?"

A Da didn't quite understand what his master was thinking.

Zhang Yuanqing: ...

I am shallow.

"Ah Da, what do you say about me learning martial arts?"

"Maybe I can improve my health this way?"

The more he talked about it, the more feasible it seemed to Zhang Yuanqing.

Ah Da: Ah Er, Qing Que, come quickly, the Marquis is going to cause trouble!

However, A'er and Qingque did not have the same mindset as A'da, and could not hear his inner call at this moment.

Fusu fell to the ground with a bang. Just then he saw Zhang Yuanqing coming over. He got up from the ground, patted his clothes, and ran over in three or two steps.

"gentlemen."

"Does it hurt from the fall?"

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but ask, "After all, this was the child I had been taking care of for so long."

Fusu grinned at the master's concern and said, "Thank you for your concern, Fusu is fine. It doesn't hurt at all. The doctor didn't use his full strength."

"I'd like to trouble you, Doctor Ling, to teach Master Fusu martial arts these days."

Li Xin naturally did not dare to be arrogant: "Young Master is intelligent, I can guide you, I am happy."

"Besides, the young master also helped Xin a lot."

Li Xin was so happy that he could establish a good relationship with the young master and even borrow his notebook to read.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Li Xin, paused, and said a little embarrassedly: "Can you teach me a few moves?"

"I just want to exercise my body and not learn too much."

"..."

Li Xin stared at Ada behind Zhang Yuanqing with wide eyes. Is what the Marquis said true?

Ah Da miraculously understood Li Xin's expression and nodded helplessly.

"First, sir," Fusu was so shocked that he stuttered a little. His clever little brain was working rapidly: "Sir, Fusu has finished practicing. Fusu has a few questions to ask you. Let's go inside to talk. It's cold outside. Don't catch a cold, sir."

"Your problem is not urgent, wait"

"My Lord, Meng Tian is here."

Before Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, Er came hurriedly over to report.

"Meng Tian is here? But something was sent from Xianyang?" Zhang Yuanqing turned around and asked after hearing what Ah Er said.

"Yes."

"Come on, take me to see Meng Tian."

After saying this, Zhang Yuanqing prepared to leave. He took a few steps, then stopped and turned to look at Fusu: "Write down your question first and ask me later."

After saying that, he really left this time.

Fusu and Li Xin looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Zhang Yuanqing would not come back.

Too scary!

Too scary!

"My Lord, the things you need have been delivered. Please check them."

When Meng Tian saw Zhang Yuanqing coming over, he took out the account book he had with him and handed it to Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhang Yuanqing took it casually, flipped through a few pages and handed it to Er.

"Go find Chen Yan and Wu Ke and have them check the items and put them away for future use."

"promise."

"Meng Tian, ​​please sit down. You've had a hard time on this journey."

"Sharing the king's worries is not a matter of hardship. Your Majesty's dedication and hard work for the people of Nanyang is truly admirable."

"Does the king have any other instructions?"

"No, there is only a letter written to Prince Fusu."

"I just came from Prince Fusu's place. He is free now. Please go and give him the letter. I believe he misses the king too."

"promise."

Meng Tian drank a sip of tea, then stood up and left.

A Da followed and led the way for Meng Tian.

"Qingque, arrange accommodations for Meng Tian and the others. Don't neglect them."

"promise."

Zhang Yuanqing sat for a while, and then Wu Ke and Chen Yan followed A'er over.

"Starting tomorrow, a notice will be posted stating that citizens can exchange Korean currency for Qin Ban Liang coins. Those who agree to exchange coins will be given three additional Qin Ban Liang coins, regardless of the amount they are allowed to exchange. At the same time, fine salt will begin to be sold."

"To purchase fine salt, you must use Qin coins. No other coins will be sold. Each of you will be responsible for one task, and you must complete it well."

"promise."

After the two men left, they each counted the fine salt and coins, and then had someone take them away.

"A'er, go to the gang and tell him the plow has arrived. Tell him to prepare for the spring plowing."

"promise."

On Fusu's side, Li Xin quietly looked at Fusu's letter, and the two would discuss it from time to time.

When Meng Tian came over, the two heads were close together, talking about something.

"Son."

Fusu stood up to return the greeting and asked Meng Tian to sit down.

"Meng Tian, ​​why are you here? Have you finished your business, sir?"

"Sir, the Marquis has already asked someone to count the things."

"This is the letter from the king to you, young master."

Meng Tian took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Fusu without saying a word.

Seeing that Fusu had something to do, Li Xin stood up and said goodbye.

Meng Tian was also preparing to leave.

Qingque had already arranged accommodation for Meng Tian with his men, and Ada took his men over.

"The Marquis has instructed that you have a good rest. If you wish to see General Meng Ao, you may do so."

"Thank the Marquis for me."

Fusu opened Ying Zheng's letter, read it at a glance, and curled his lips. "Father, what a fool! He doesn't care about Fusu at all. Every time he writes a letter, he starts with the sentence, 'My son, the food is delicious.' There is no thought at all."

Even though he was thinking this, Fusu still stood up and prepared to write a reply to Ying Zheng.

Respectfully submitted by your father

Are you in good health recently?

These days, Master Fusu has been studying the art of war with General Meng Ao, and Generals Heng Qian and Ning Teng have also taught Fusu much. Master always praises Fusu's tremendous progress. However, since the war between the two countries, Master has not allowed Fusu to leave the house at will. Fusu spends the first half of each day with Master, learning about the affairs of Nanyang, and the second half practicing martial arts with Li Xin. Li Xin especially enjoys reading Fusu's notes and often discusses military strategy with him. Although Fusu may not understand some of what he says, Li Xin is very patient and always helps him understand...

Today, the master suddenly came to see Fusu practicing martial arts, and said that he wanted to learn with him, which scared Li Xin and the child.

Fortunately, Meng Tian arrived in time, and the master had something to deal with.

Father, the gentleman is sometimes very willful and a little childish.

After writing a few pages in a flourish, Fusu packed up the letters after the ink dried, and prepared to ask Meng Tian to help take them back to his father when he left.