The First National Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 212

For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

In the end, it was Empress Zhangsun who pulled Princess Zhaohe aside, put her arm around her shoulder, and kept comforting her: "Zhaohe, are you really sure you want to marry Xu Tian?"

"Mother, I've made up my mind!" Princess Zhaohe nodded immediately. "I don't know Fang Yi'ai at all, and I have no intention of marrying him! If I had to marry, I would rather marry Xu Tian!"

She seemed particularly aggrieved, as if she had been used as a political tool, and she cried so hard that she could barely breathe.

Empress Zhangsun sighed and said to her, "Alright, I'll go and persuade your father."

"Yes, yes, Mother, you're the best!"

On the other hand, Li Er was still in a state of utter distress.

He really didn't know what to do about Princess Showa's sudden outburst.

Just then, Empress Zhangsun entered the hall again and said to the helpless Emperor Li Er, "Your Majesty, since you are especially unwilling to do so, then let Fang Yi'ai give up on his own?"

Upon hearing this, Li Er agreed that it was indeed true.

The news naturally reached Fang Yi'ai's ears very quickly.

Fang Yi'ai was practicing his sword in the Fang residence, his thoughts on Princess Zhaohua.

At this moment, a servant hurried over, and upon seeing Fang Yi'ai, immediately bowed and said, "Second Young Master."

Fang Yi'ai drew his sword and asked, "What?"

Upon hearing the sharp gust of wind from Fang Yi'ai's sword, the man paused, his shoulders trembling slightly, before pursing his lips and replying, "Second Young Master... news has come from the palace that Princess Zhaohe does not wish to marry you, but instead wants to marry Grand Tutor Xu..."

"What?" Fang Yi'ai frowned, and immediately sheathed his sword with a "whoosh." "Grand Tutor Xu?"

“Yes…” the man swallowed hard, then continued, “Now, it seems the Emperor intends to…”

"Enough!" Fang Yi'ai frowned, clearly not wanting to listen anymore. "I am the second son of the Fang family. Am I really that bad?! So much less capable than that Grand Tutor Xu?!"

He angrily questioned the man, throwing his sword aside, which frightened him even more.

Fang Yi'ai had served in the army and developed a strong sense of righteousness, but when he wielded his sword, his murderous aura was fully revealed, making him look particularly frightening.

Naturally, how could he dare to make a move?

At this moment, Fang Yi'ai asked angrily, "Is Grand Tutor Xu currently in Ningcheng on the border?!"

"Yes."

"I'm going to find him myself!" Fang Yi'ai said through gritted teeth.

Although he didn't show much anger on his face, he was actually burning with rage.

Any man who has his self-esteem so bruised would find it hard to quell his anger.

Three days later, a man walked alone into Ningcheng.

Wherever he went, the local people mostly spoke highly of Xu Tian.

The man listened for a moment and frowned slightly.

"I've heard that Grand Tutor Xu plans to open a school on the border. Are you aware of this?"

"Of course I know, his school is opening today. Shall we go take a look?"

"Right on my mind."

......

That person happened to overhear this short conversation.

He simply followed the two men to the school.

A gentle breeze lifted the veil covering his face.

The exposed face clearly bore a scar, and the man muttered to himself, "This Grand Tutor Xu, he really is a liar! How could there possibly be such a high yield of wheat?!"