Bo Changshi didn't really think that Fu Ping’An was a genius.
After all, she was a big family, and she was quite famous among her peers.
It was not unheard of for geniuses, and even some who were only nine years old were able to write speeches and poems.
But she somewhat felt that Fu Ping’An had a good memory and could be made.
After that, every morning and before sunset, Bo Changshi taught her for an hour.
The more Bo Changshi taught, the more satisfied they became.
By the time they got to the capital, Fu Ping’An had already memorized these two books.
“…So the difficulty of knowing is not seeing people, but seeing yourself, so it is said: 'Seeing oneself is called enlightenment.'
Then said: “Changshi, am I right?”
Bo Changshi looked at Fu Ping’An in a daze for a while.
Maybe it was because Fu Ping’An was much whiter because he didn't bask in the sun in the car all the time, so his facial features showed.
Bo Changshi unexpectedly found that the other party had a very delicate face – she quickly realized that she shouldn't be surprised, because Princess Yong’An was the most famous beauty in Kyoto in those days.
In addition to eating well and drinking well, Fu Ping’An has grown a lot, and the sleeves of the clothes he made for her a month and a half ago seemed to be a little short.
A month ago, Bo Changshi felt that if Fu Ping’An was placed in front of the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother would definitely give up the idea of taking her as an adopted son, but now he began to waver.
At this time, Fu Ping’An was proud of his successful endorsement and showed a bright smile.
It is now mid-June.
According to Azhi, they are only a few dozen miles away from the capital.
The people in the convoy are a little impetuous, with joy in their impetuousness, probably thinking that they have finally returned to their hometown.
Because the sun was too hot, Bo Changshi gave up riding and stayed in the carriage on the pretext of teaching Fu Ping’An to read.
Even so, she was sweating lightly.
She glanced at Fu Ping’An and saw that Fu Ping’An was still painting on the sand table.
While painting, I couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, the carriage stopped, and someone outside the window said, “This is His Royal Highness Prince Yong’An's carriage.”
Bo Changshi frowned and straightened up.
Fu Ping’An also raised his head blankly, and saw a sentence floating in the void——
[Insomnia day by day: Wow, you're not going to fight, are you?]
Fu Ping’An always feels that “Insomnia Day by Day” is a bit mean.
She misses “Ping An baby is so cute”, but the other party hasn't appeared for more than a month.
Maybe “Insomnia Day by Day” is right, “audience” always comes and goes.
During this period, “Insomnia Day by Day” talked a lot, but what he said always made Fu Ping’An feel unhappy.
Once Fu Ping’An asked, “Does anyone else have this thing in the live broadcast room?”
[Insomnia day by day: Are you stupid? Do you think anyone else has it? ]
Fu Ping’An said: “I can feel that Mammy doesn't, Azhi doesn't, and Bo Changshi doesn't seem to have either.”
[Insomnia day by day: Then there is none.]
Fu Ping’An couldn't help muttering: “It's like I didn't say anything.”
Fortunately, Chang'an Flower was there at the time, and Chang'an Flower kindly explained it.
[Chang’an Flower: Generally, it will not be released to a world with insufficient technology.
I feel that it may be an accident if it is released into your world, so there should be no others.
Fu Ping’An probably understood the meaning, maybe there is only one like her in this world.
After all, she was still young, and even if she knew about it, she didn't think it was anything, not to mention that there were more important things for her.
After literacy, the world has undergone tremendous changes in her eyes.
She now knows that the twisted lines on the banner of the restaurant that she passed by chance are words, and the gold-painted pattern on the eaves plaque also has words written on it.
After calling out the system, the picture scroll.
A lot of things she couldn't understand were also written in characters – cursive characters.
Although she didn't know it all yet, she at least knew it was a word she didn't know.
The world seemed a little clearer in her eyes than before.
This is clearly manifested in all aspects.
For example, at this time, she also began to think, Azhi said that Bo Changshi belonged to the Queen Mother, but did not say who she belonged to.
Then, is there another person in this court? A power and the Queen Mother are evenly divided?
During Bo Changshi's class, Fu Ping’An knew who the other force was.
It is the regent.
In fact, the regent was a position that had just been established after Emperor Hui's death.
At the time of Emperor Wen's death, the other party was the general of the hussars and the master.
After Emperor Wen's death, Hui was entrusted to her.
Emperor Hui was only five years old when he ascended the throne, but he died at the age of only nine years old, and naturally had no children.
Bo Changshi didn't say much about why he died, but only said that it was due to illness.
In short, people in the court are now floating, and some people even suggested that theprince should be placed in the regent, that is, the general at that time.
Naturally, the general could not respond.
There was a posthumous edict, naming the general as the regent, saying that the general could act as the regent, and then adopt a child from a side branch as the adopted son of Emperor Wen.
Why is it not the adopted son of Emperor Hui? There is also a reason for this.
Emperor Hui was too young when he died.
If he was like Emperor Hui, the child would need to be younger, but Chaotang could no longer afford a child that was too young and died.
The son of the King of Jin was originally the most suitable.
He was twelve years old and had promise.
Then why is it scrapped?
Bo Changshi didn't say it, and Fu Ping’An didn't dare to ask.
In fact, she felt that even if she asked Bo Changshi now, she would not necessarily say it.
Bo Changshi obviously didn't say everything, and not everything was the truth.
For example, in her mouth, the Queen Mother was kind and loving, and ignored the government.
It was because she was worried about the society that she followed the government, but Chang'an Hua said——: No one can let go of power after having absolute power.
[Changanhua: And she did not adopt a son for her own son, but a son for her husband.
It should be that she does not want to be the empress dowager, and she wants to be the Queen Mother more.
How can a grandson be as a reliable as a son?]
The “audience” was really nice and cleared up a lot of relationships for her.
For example, when she actually listened to Bo Changshi, she didn't understand who Emperor Wendi was.
But there is a big difference between ‘helpful audience’ and ‘other audience’.
Changan Hua helped her to explain the situation patiently, but Day by Day insomnia would only say-
[Day by Day insomnia: Your food is really bad.]
[Insomnia day by day: Your paper quality is really poor.]
[Insomnia day by day: Do you really not have diarrhea after drinking this water?]
It seems like now, she said——
[Insomnia day by day: Do you think the regent sent someone to assassinate you?]
Fortunately, at this time, Fu Ping’An didn't know how to mute someone; otherwise she would definitely mute the insomnia day by day.
Although she knew that the other party was speaking freely, Fu Ping’An was still somewhat nervous.
She looked at Bo Changshi, who nodded to her very calmly and gracefully, and then opened the car door and went out.
A conversation came from outside——
“Who is Your Excellency?”
“Here is Zhang Ling from Xinshan Mountain.
I came here to meet His Highness.
How do you address it? It's polite.”
Fu Ping’An stayed in the carriage for a while: “Who?”
[Insomniac Tian Tian: Did your parents know each other before?]
[Chang'an Flower: It's just for speculation.]
Fu Ping’An secretly looked out from the gap of the door curtain, and vaguely saw a person bowing deeply and saluting.
The other party looked up, as if he saw him, and immediately knelt down and salute, and said loudly: “His Royal Highness is on the top, you will be bowed by Zhang Ling.
There is a happy event to report.”
This makes it hard to not be curious, not to mention that everyone else is bowing to him.
Fu Ping’An lifted the curtain and asked, “What is the happy event?”
“That is the great auspiciousness of the sky, which is enough to prove that there will be a Mingjun coming into the world, and I wrote the “Five-color Bird Fu” below to sing this magnificent scene.”
[Insomnia one day: Say you?]
[Changanhua: It should be about you.]
Even if Fu Ping’An was still a child, he could not help thinking at this moment: What the hell?
She hesitated: “I passed by Yongzhou the day before yesterday, but I didn't see it.”
Zhang Ling's voice was higher, and he said excitedly: “After the five-colored bird chased His Highness's frame, His Highness didn't see it.”
Fu Ping’An: “…”
Not so, the experience of being flattered is difficult to answer.
Fu Ping’An glanced at Bo Changshi with some embarrassment, but Bo Changshi didn't speak, just stood on the side and looked at her lightly.
[Insomnia day by day: What should I do at this time? At first glance, it is flattering, telling him to get out?]
[Chang'an Flower: You are wrong! This is to take refuge in the mountains! In general, people like this in ancient times are quite important.
In ancient times, auspiciousness was very important.
You should ask him to hand over his work to take a look and calm down.]
Fu Ping's face was expressionless and said lightly: “Where is your gift, do you want to show it to me?”
Zhang Ling smiled: “This is an honor.”
He took out a roll of tissue paper from his arms, bending his knees, Fu Ping’An took a brief look – um, I don't know most of the words.
But she didn't show it on her face, only said: “Well, Zhang Ling, I understand.”
After saying this, she closed the curtain and retracted the carriage.
After confirming that no one saw her, she looked nervous and whispered: “What the hell is going on?”
[Insomnia day by day: I always feel that the situation is not good, let me ask someone else.]
[Changan Flower: Who are you going to ask?]
[Insomnia day by day: Send a post to ask netizens?]
[Chang'an Flower: …
The two of them don't seem to understand either.
Bo Changshi's voice came from outside: “His Royal Highness has traveled a long way, and is already tired.”
After saying this, the carriage started again.
Bo Changshi didn't enter the carriage again.
Fu Ping’An thought about it, opened the car window and said: “Tell Azhi to come in and serve.”
After a while, Azhi entered the carriage.
Fu Ping’An stared at her.
Azhi lowered his head and did not speak.
Fu Ping’An asked, “What do you think?”
Azhi looked up at Fu Ping’An and saw Fu Ping’An's expression was uneasy, like a young bird.
She suddenly softened and said, “Your Highness has done a good job.”
Fu Ping’An said, “Really?”
Azhi said, “These scribes just want to make a name for themselves; His Highness has nothing to do now, and just needs a reputation.
There is nothing more famous for you than these scribes.”
Fu Ping’An lowered his head and asked after a while, “Why doesn't Bo Changshi speak today?”
Azhi said, “Bo Changshi…is the Queen Mother’s.”
Fu Ping’An looked He asked her, “What about you; are you the Prince Regent's person?”
Azhi didn't speak.
But that night, the carriage entered the city gate, and Fu Ping’An was taken to the old residence of King Yong’An to rest.
Of course, he received an edict that night, and the Queen Mother announced that she would enter the palace the next morning.
There is another big event tonight.
Because I posted a post every day because of insomnia, there were suddenly many unfamiliar viewers in the live broadcast room.
Then, Fu Ping’An finally found where the settings were.
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