Rebirth of Wu Ba Spring and Autumn

Qingji now has twenty-five sons.

Enlightenment at the age of three, formal enrollment at the age of five.

In normal times, as husbands, Jizha, Sun Ping, Yan Ying and Kong Qiu would make decisions according to their aptitude.

From the age of three to five, the childe starts the most basic reading and literacy.

Equivalent to preschool and elementary school level.

After the age of five, they begin to enter the junior high school stage.

By the age of ten, the young masters will be familiar with Taolue, and they will memorize all kinds of ancient sages' works by heart.

This process is already equivalent to the standards of modern high schools and universities.

According to Qingji's plan, once his son turns fourteen, he has to leave the palace and live independently.

He even had to be thrown into the army for two years of training to hone his skills...

By the age of sixteen, one can formally participate in political affairs and truly serve the country.

Of course, these are plans to celebrate taboos.

At this very moment, Qingji was standing in the corridor of the palace school, and after a glimpse, he suddenly saw a remarkable thing.

In the classroom, Wu Xi raised his head to glance at Yan Ying on the podium from time to time, and then looked around.

Seeing that no one noticed him, Wu Xi took out a book from the drawer, read it through, and then took a pen to copy on the test paper.

"..."

Isn't this cheating?

Qing Ji squinted his eyes, his complexion was not very good-looking.

An exam of this level is indeed somewhat difficult for a boy of about ten years old.

However, Qing Ji does not require each of the princes to get full marks.

Honesty is a good quality.

And cheating can only show that Wu Xi is too cunning, but he can be flexible.

Looking at Yan Ying on the podium, he never imagined that someone would cheat under his nose.

Therefore, when the princes were answering the questions, Yan Ying just sat there as usual, holding a bamboo slip, reading it with great interest.

Of course, papermaking was invented by Qingji long ago, and he vigorously promoted it.

However, Confucians like Yan Ying and Confucius still like to use bamboo slips.

Even celebrations are not exempt.

Why?

Forceful!

How can the mere paper be as thick as the bamboo slips?

"Your Majesty."

When Qingji entered the school, Yan Ying quickly stood up and saluted.

Qingji waved his hand, signaling Yan Ying to sit down.

"You continue to answer the questions, don't care about the widows."

As soon as the words fell, Qing Ji sat beside Yan Ying and nodded slightly.

Qingji paid great attention to the studies of the young masters.

Therefore, this time Qingji will also participate in the review of the test papers.

Seeing Qingji appearing here, all the princes were excited, and hurriedly immersed themselves in answering the questions and writing.

After a long time, all the princes handed in the papers one by one.

The first person to submit the test paper was the eldest son Wu Hong.

Wu Hong's answers were almost impeccable, and the handwriting was clear, which made people feel very comfortable.

This time, not only Yan Ying was marking the test papers for the princes, but Kong Qiu, Sun Ping, and Jizha who were free from work all attended the scene.

After they reviewed it, they submitted the comments and scores to Qingji for reading.

The grades on the test paper, from high to low, are: excellent, good, and poor.

The princes are basically "good" and above. …

"Xi'er, just now someone reported to the widow that you cheated and suspected of plagiarizing the answers of the exam questions, right?"

Qingji looked at Wu Xi meaningfully and asked.

Hearing this, Wu Xi panicked in his heart, and the panicked look on his face also flashed by.

However, Wu Xi finally gritted his teeth and lowered his head to report: "Father, my son did not cheat!"

"Which treacherous official spread rumors and caused trouble in front of the father? Without evidence, how can he be innocent?"

"..."

Talent!

Indeed, under the circumstances that there is no evidence and no one gets all the stolen goods, Wu Xi's cheating cannot be established.

"So, this is nothing but fiction?"

"Exactly!"

Wu Xi braced himself, bowed to Qing Ji who was on the podium, and said, "Father, Wang, please be careful! My son is open-minded, how could he do such a thing as plagiarizing the answers to the test questions?"

Hearing this, Qingji took a deep look at Wu Xi, after all, he did not dwell on this issue and continued to entangle.

Wu Xi was brave enough to lie in front of his father.

Qingji glanced around again, and suddenly saw Wu Fan sitting in front with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Qingji couldn't help frowning, and said, "Fan'er, come forward."

Wu Fan didn't dare to neglect, so he lowered his head tremblingly and came to Qingji.

"Who beat this?"

"Report to Father, the child fell by himself..."

"Bullshit!"

Qingji practiced martial arts all the year round, so how could he not be able to tell whether it was injured by others or by falling himself?

Wu Fan's nose was scratched, and the circles of his eyes were still dark, like panda eyes.

Could it be that someone beat him?
"Tell the widow who hit you."

How dare he beat Qingji's son, how impatient he is!
"Father! This son really fell and injured himself!"

Wu Fan held his head high and replied with a stubborn expression.

If he didn't say anything, Qingji could guess a thing or two.

Who has the guts to beat Wu's son, Qingji's son in the palace?
Gentlemen like Yan Ying and Kong Qiu, even if the son made a mistake, he would only use a ruler to slap his palms, and it is impossible to slap his face, let alone beat him.

So, it must be that Wu Fan had a dispute with a certain young master, and they got into a big fight.

Among them, Wu Hong, Wu Xi, and Wu Heng are the most suspected, because they are about the same age as Wu Fan.

With Wu Fan's arrogance, he lost the fight, so he was naturally embarrassed to tell Qing Ji.

Qingji glanced at the young masters and said slowly, "Wait, whoever hit Wu Fan, stand up."

For Wu Fan, Qingji felt a little guilty.

Wu Fan is the son of Qing Ji and Meng Ying, who belongs to the third child and is an illegitimate child.

However, Wu Fan has lived in Yingdu all year round. Although he has enough food and clothing, he lacks the love of his father after all.

This time Qingji succeeded in attacking Chu, broke through Yingdu, and brought Meng Ying, Wu Fan, mother and son back to Jinling.

Wu Fan has also recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan, officially becoming the son of Wu.

For this poor son, Qingji loves him very much, how can he tolerate him being bullied by others?

Seeing that Qingji was going to stand up for Wu Fan, all the princes couldn't help but looked at each other and said nothing.

"Never speak?"

Qing Ji squinted his eyes, and said in a bad tone: "If you dare to do it, you must dare to do it."

"Anyone who shelters will be guilty of the same crime. There is no law in Wu country that does not blame the public!"

"If the widow can't find anyone who beat Wu Fan today, you and everyone else will be slapped thirty times on the palm, and the meal for tonight will be confiscated!"

"..."

Hearing this, all the princes were so frightened that their complexions turned pale and they trembled.

Not being able to eat supper, and having thirty slaps on the palms, is not a good feeling!
"Father! It was my son who did it!"

At this time, Wu Hong gritted his teeth, finally stood up, came to Qingji, bowed and said, "One person does the work and the other person is responsible. I beat Brother Fan!"

"Don't implicate your brothers!"