Baby, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you to the heavens and the seas!

The crown prince's red eyes were set in his phoenix eyes, his gaze darting about, his eyes sharp and cold.

"Your Highness, does the Crown Prince not like pastries?!"

"Then, shall we have some meat porridge?" Qianqianlu tentatively asked, trying to find out what His Highness the Crown Prince liked to eat.

"Whatever!!" Qing Ting said, lowering his eyes and impatiently glancing at Qian Qianluo, who was kneeling on the carriage.

"Hahaha!! Great!"

Qianqian's heart was in turmoil. She hurriedly picked up the jade spoon, scooped up a mouthful of meat porridge, and fed it to Qing Tingyu's tightly pursed lips with trembling hands.

"Your Highness, ah! Open your mouth!"

"Come on! Ah~!!" Qianqian opened her mouth and demonstrated.

Qing Tingyu stared at Qianqianluo, who was treating him like an idiot, and felt extremely annoyed. But in the end, he still opened his mouth impatiently.

"That's it! Hahaha, Your Highness is truly amazing!"

"Here, have some more fruit!"

Wow!!! His Highness the Crown Prince is so amazing!!

"Come on, have some more vegetables!!!"

"Wow~~ His Highness the Crown Prince is such a good baby who isn't picky about food! His Highness is amazing!!!"

Qianqian praised His Highness the Crown Prince in a soft, gentle voice, and in no time, the breakfast in the food box was completely devoured.

Upon arriving at the inner courtyard of the Imperial Academy, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qianqianlu habitually knelt down to serve as a study chair for His Highness the Crown Prince.

Qianqianluo was quite confident in her physique, but this morning the Crown Prince ate too much and sat on her so hard it stung.

"Oh~ Young Master Luo, are you upset that His Highness the Crown Prince has gotten fat?? Look at that grinning face of yours!!"

Lu Weiqian, whose head she had kicked into a pig's head, bent down, fanning himself with a bone fan, and made sarcastic remarks with a belly full of evil intentions.

Qianqian was already struggling to support the Crown Prince, and when she looked up at Lu Weiqian, whose face was bruised and swollen, she collapsed to the ground, bursting into laughter:

"Hahaha~! Lu Weiqian!! Hahaha~ Your head is swollen like a pig's head, you look so ugly! Hahaha!"

Qianqian, who had straightened up and was carrying the Crown Prince, laughed until tears streamed down her face, because Lu Weiqian really looked like a dead pig's head.

"You, you're being insolent!!"

"Waaaaah, I hate you, Qianqianluo!"

Because of his status as the son of a high-ranking official, no one dared to openly laugh at Lu Weiqian. After Qianqian exposed his true identity, Lu Weiqian fled the school in tears and anger amidst the mocking laughter of the noblemen behind the school.

"Hahaha~ Hehehe≈!!" Qianqianluo was still unable to catch her breath, biting her lower lip to force herself not to laugh out loud.

Gui Ning'an, who originally wanted to tease Young Master Luo, looked up at his still bruised face in the mirror. Afraid that Young Master Luo would laugh at him, he obediently covered his face with his fan and remained silent.

As Grand Tutor Ma was walking to the school to teach, he encountered Hou Guizi, whose head was swollen from crying. Grand Tutor Ma quickly grabbed the man and asked, "Hou Guizi, what... what has made you so upset?"

Grand Tutor Ma couldn't quite make out whose son this was, so he carefully considered his tone and glanced at him a few times.

"Waaaaah~! Grand Tutor! It's me, Weiqian! Waaaaah!"

"Waaaaah, Young Master Luo actually said that Weiqian looks like a pig's head, waaaaah~!!" Under the Grand Tutor's suspicious and surprised gaze, Lu Weiqian's mental defenses collapsed instantly. He covered his face in grief and indignation, and hurriedly fled the Imperial Academy crying.

"Oh no! Hou Guizi, you, you've dropped your bone fan!" Grand Tutor Ma picked up Lu Weiqian's gold-inlaid jade bone fan and reminded Hou Guizi, who was crying and fleeing from the Imperial Academy.

"Ouch!!!" After seeing Hou Guizi stumble away, Ma Taifu turned around and entered the inner courtyard with his bone fan.

Some fallen petals and withered leaves still lingered on the steps of the inner courtyard. The old scholar, dressed in a wrinkled old robe, carefully straightened his posture before slowly entering the school to teach.

"Greetings, Grand Tutor!!" Upon seeing the Grand Tutor enter the hall, all the noble sons rose and bowed respectfully.

Only Qing Tingyu was an exception in the royal family, the foundation of the nation, and was exempt from bowing, because apart from the Emperor and Empress, no one dared to accept her bow.

"Good, good! My dear students, let's continue the lesson!" Grand Tutor Ma looked at the packed classroom with great satisfaction and focused his energy on teaching.

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After class, the young nobles stretched wearily and left the school, not daring to disturb His Highness the Crown Prince as he reviewed his lessons.

Grand Tutor Ma did not leave. Instead, he stood beside the Crown Prince, bending down to stare at Qianqianluo, whose face was pale and whose body was soaked in dirty sweat.

"Your Highness, is this the handsome young man, Qianqian Luo, who is famous throughout the capital and saved the entire Mo family with his bare hands?!"

Qianqianlu strained to look up at Ma Taifu, who was stroking his beard with a curious expression: "Yes, yes! Greetings, Grand Tutor! This humble one is indeed Qianqianluo!!"

She trembled, gritted her teeth, and struggled to support the little tyrant who was studying.

When the young tyrant saw that the Grand Tutor had something to ask her, she closed her book, got up, and sat down in Gui Ning'an's study chair.

"Thank you, Your Highness!!" Qianqianluo propped herself up and tried her best to straighten her posture.

"Young Master Luo, you have been in the academy for some time now. Have you learned anything about practical application of knowledge? The fundamental principles for governing the country and establishing oneself?"

The old man stroked his white beard, held a wrinkled, yellowed scripture, and asked the young man in front of him with a profound look.

"This humble subject dares to ask the Grand Tutor, has the Grand Tutor also found this way?!" Qianqian bowed, her tone slow, clear, and resilient.

"Hahaha, interesting~ Alright, then I'll speak frankly. Young Master Luo, do you have any methods or suggestions for dealing with this foreign barbarians causing chaos and disturbing the country?!"

Qianqian smiled wryly, "You've asked me the encyclopedia! Come on, let me show you something new:"

The policy of replacing local chieftains with centrally appointed officials and governing according to local customs was implemented.

With the Central Plains in mind, trade and commerce flourished between the two regions.

Qianqian spoke calmly, uttering only sixteen words to deal with this difficult problem.

With his wrinkled, aged eyes, Ma Taifu paused after hearing Young Master Luo's words. He left the crumpled scriptures on the desk, then put his hands behind his back, laughed loudly, and went out.

Crown Prince Qing Tingyu then wrote these sixteen characters on Xuan paper and ordered his personal guard, Mei Ziye, who had rushed over, to personally go to the Imperial Court and deliver the letter to his father!

Qianqian scratched her head, not knowing what "Grand Tutor Ma" meant, and awkwardly looked at the little tyrant.

"Why aren't you picking up the scriptures the Grand Tutor left you? Let's go!"

Qing Tingyu stared intently at the slow-witted Qianqianluo and offered a gentle reminder.

"What? This, this scripture, is, is it left to me by the Grand Tutor?!" Qianqianluo picked up the crumpled and illegible scripture on the desk in disbelief, and was momentarily shocked and moved.

"Hmm!!!" The little tyrant turned around and looked at Qianqianluo, who was crying and coughing, with great confusion.

"Why are you crying again?! The Grand Tutor values ​​you highly and has even given you the classics. Why are you still looking so long-faced?!"

Faced with the Crown Prince's rebuking question, Qianqianluo suddenly seemed to sense something and flew out of the Imperial Academy.

"Grand Tutor! Grand Tutor, please wait for me!!!"

"Grand Tutor, waaaaaahh ...

A quarter-hour bell tolled at the Meridian Gate, signifying the passing of yet another pillar of the state.

As Qianqian listened to the mournful tolling of the bell, her heart suddenly ached as if being gnawed by a thousand ants, so much so that she almost collapsed and fell to the ground, turning into a pile of mud.

She only remembered that after Ma Taifu asked Crown Prince Qing Tingyu this question, he was shot and killed by the Zhang family outside the Meridian Gate. His death was gruesome, and no one dared to collect his body. In the end, it was the little tyrant who took action to bury Ma Taifu.

She no longer wanted to explore why the questions she asked the little tyrant had ended up back at her. All she wanted now was to save Grand Tutor Ma.

Qianqianluo, who leaped over the eaves and over the wall to escape through the Meridian Gate, was still a step too late. Ma Taifu, dressed in an old gray robe, was shot through the heart by an arrow and killed outside the Xuanwu Gate.

In the third year of Qingting Moli's reign, this old minister requests the following:

Having long resided in the Imperial Palace and academies of the capital, I have been oblivious to worldly affairs. Yet, the world is in turmoil, and the barbarian and common people have suffered terribly at the hands of the Zhang clan. Life is unbearable for the people, and chaos reigns in the border regions. I, your humble servant, humbly beseech Your Majesty to strip the Zhang clan of their military power as soon as possible, to execute this treacherous minister, and to restore peace to the people of our distant borders and the barbarian tribes! And to give the countless lives lost to this rebellion a place of rest.

Your subject, Ma Su, pleads for your life, hoping Your Majesty will make a decision soon.