My concubine is in trouble again

Chapter 53 Returning to Daily Life
Fu Shiya, who was guarding the corner of the Imperial Garden, finally found a chance to meet her after three consecutive days of squatting.

"The courtier has met His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince's concubine." Fu Shiya bowed to the two with the demeanor of a lady.

Yan Huai led Yuan Yuan and walked past her without looking sideways, without giving her a single extra corner of the eye, Fu Shiya froze in place while maintaining a bowing posture.

The palace maids passing by all showed contemptuous expressions, and they still regarded themselves as the niece of the favorite concubine. If she hadn't had a good father, there would have been no such person as Fu Guiren in the harem long ago.

"Yan Shenzhi, why is that Miss Fu here? She seems to be waiting for you on purpose." Yuan Yuan turned his head and glanced back, seeing that she was still where she was, but that look was a bit scary.

"Can you practice your handwriting today?" Yan Huai turned a deaf ear to her muttering, and just asked about the things she cared about.

When it comes to practicing handwriting, the whole person is not good, Yan Shenzhi is simply a big villain!She was actually asked to practice an article every day, saying that her studies should not be wasted?please!She is still a child, wow, Yan Shenzhi is simply bullying children for being old and disrespectful!

"Yan Shenzhi, don't talk to me! I don't want to talk to you!" Yuan Yuan twisted his neck and glared at him angrily.

"Didn't write it again?"

It's no wonder that Yan Huai grasped her homework tightly, the main reason was that the little girl was so hard to deal with, she took every opportunity to play tricks and refused to practice with slightly difficult words, and Tsing Yi and the others used to love her dearly, whenever she cried out she was hurt and tired Let Tsing Yi and the others disarm and surrender, so why would they be willing to force her.

"I can't, those words are so difficult to write! Yan Shenzhi, I haven't been out of the palace for a long time, can you take me out to play?"

Yuan Yuan blindly jumps wildly on the verge of Yan Huai's anger, and shakes his palm flatteringly, acting like a baby in a childish voice.

"After writing the copybooks owed today and yesterday, Gu will take you out to play."

Unmoved, Yan Huai insisted that she finish the homework assigned by herself first, and she was so angry that she didn't give him his hand, and stepped on the road under her feet, as if she regarded the ground as Yan Huai.

Seeing Fu Shiya's eyes lingering on the prince and concubine who had already gone away, the accompanying maid had no choice but to remind, "Miss Fu, we should go back, the princess is still waiting for you."

"Let's go." Fu Shiya withdrew her humiliating gaze, and followed the maid to Chuxiu Palace in the opposite direction.

After half a month of busy work, Yuan Yuan returned to the bitter life of going to the National Academy, and was grabbed from the soft bed on time by the cold-blooded and ruthless Yan Huai every day.

Because the two got married to facilitate Yan Huai's vicious behavior, Yuan Yuan could not refute it no matter how angry she was, because her little sister was waiting for her at the National Academy.

"Be good, Gu Xiumu will take you back to the Duke's mansion tomorrow to visit Grandpa Yuan." Yan Huai reached out and stroked the top of her hair to soothe her agitated emotions.

"Then you keep your word!" The little girl was afraid that he would go back on his word, and immediately pulled his hand hook to cover it.

"Ah."

Tomorrow Emperor Yan will select the beautiful girls who have already entered the palace, Yan Huai does not want to see a group of women vying for power and favor to bother himself and the little girl, so he simply ignores it.

With Yan Huai's guarantee, she originally wished to be led by Tsing Yi to go to the Academy of Chinese Studies. Since Emperor Yan wanted to choose a concubine, Yan Huai also reduced the number of times she went to Qinzheng Palace, and chose to study in the study room more often. The emperor and Pang Taifu who taught him would check his homework every day.

After the death of Empress Wen, the ministers in the court formed two factions automatically. One was the civil servants headed by Prime Minister Fu, who wanted Emperor Yan to advise the prince that he should be taught by Taifu Pang in the upper study together with the prince.

Another group of military officers headed by General Guo suggested that the princes should take martial arts classes together, and conduct martial arts assessments twice a month.

Although they insist on their own opinions, their purpose is obvious. They are all seeking more benefits for the prince they want to support, taking the opportunity to carve up Yanhuai's uniqueness in the palace, and trying to shake Emperor Yan's choice of prince.

"Presumptuous! You are all presumptuous!"

"Everyone wants to bully Shenzhi because Wan'er is gone? I'm not dead yet! It's not your turn to be the master of Yan!" Emperor Yan shouted angrily, pointing at the lower courtiers.

In the thunderous anger of the emperor, the civil and military officials did not dare to say any more, they knelt on the ground and pleaded guilty, "Your Majesty, forgive me! I know my mistake."

"Let me hear such unfaithful and unfilial words in the future, and you won't have to come to this hall to discuss politics again!" Emperor Yan threw down his words in anger and left, and Hu An hurriedly followed in small steps.

Emperor Yan strode to the door of the upper study room with a calm face. Hearing Yan Huai read the famous sayings and ancient sentences in "The Great Learning" aloud, he was relieved that Wan'er had left such an excellent eldest son for heaven. All he had to do was to keep his crown prince.

Seeing that his complexion gradually softened, Juan tentatively asked, "Your Majesty, can you let Mrs. Pang check your Highness's homework?"

"No need, let Shenzhi concentrate on his studies, I'll go to the National Academy to see other princes." Although he valued the eldest son as the crown prince more, it didn't mean he didn't care about the homework of other children.

"Your Highness is also studying at the National Academy. Would you like to drop by and see?" Ever since Yuan Yuan and Yan Huai got married, the palace people spontaneously called Yuan Yuan His Highness, instead of the high-ranking and unapproachable prince. concubine empress.

Speaking of the original wish, Emperor Yan hadn't been with the little girl for a long time, and she rarely appeared in front of him. Sure enough, without Wan'er, not only his son didn't want to talk to him, but even the little girl who was always happy and escaped was gone. Get close to yourself.

"Go and see."

"Yes, Your Majesty wants to use a walking chariot?"

"No need, I want to go too." After Emperor Yan finished speaking, Hu An led him to the direction of the National Academy, and the palace servants behind him kept a constant distance to keep up.

When he arrived at the National Academy, Hu An first led Emperor Yan to the classroom where Yuan Yuan was, and Shao Fu was explaining the interpretation of the Analects to the students.

"When I was five out of ten, I was determined to learn; at thirty, I stood up; at forty, I was not confused; at fifty, I knew the destiny; at sixty, my ears were compliant; at seventy, I followed my heart's desire, and did not exceed the rules."

The students read along with Shao Fu, and then quietly listened to Shao Fu's explanation, "I am determined to learn at the age of 15, I have the foundation of life at the age of 30, my direction is not lost at the age of 40, I know my destiny at the age of 50, and I know my destiny at the age of 60. Be able to listen to what is said without being affected, at the age of 70, do as you please, and do not exceed the rules."

"Is there any student who has doubts? You can raise your hand to ask questions." After finishing speaking, Shao Fu swept across the students, expecting their responses.

Yuan Yuan raised his hand in doubt and disapproved and asked, "Sir, I think this is wrong. Why do people in the book only study at the age of 15? Why do we have to go to the Chinese Academy at the age of five? Sir, I think it is wrong to write like this." of."

I wished to speak in an orderly manner, and the students in the classroom also questioned the interpretation explained by Shaofu. The originally quiet classroom became lively, and your words and I overshadowed Shaofu's rebuttal voice. .

(End of this chapter)