When Murong Chong first entered the Qin Palace, he only knew a few superficial Chinese characters, and at that time, he couldn't understand local chronicles like "Pingyang Chronicles".

Fu Jian is a member of the Di tribe, looking burly and rough, but in addition to riding and archery, strong martial arts, he is also obsessed with Confucianism, full of economic wealth, and has also been a young man in literature and art, and is an excellent king with both civil and military skills.

When Fu Jian was only seven years old, he was already different from other children, and told his grandfather, Fu Hong, the founding king of Great Qin, that he wanted to read and write, learn how to govern the country, and asked his grandfather to help him hire a Chinese master!

Fu Hong didn't expect Fu Jian to be so promising, and really invited the master to teach him, Fu Jian studied Confucianism hard and devoted himself to studying the classics of scripture and history. On weekdays, I also like to make friends with Confucian masters. Later, Fu Jian became the king of heaven, and actively restored the Taixue and local schools at all levels since the Jin Dynasty, cultivated the school palace, and invited the great Confucianism of the Han family to teach Chinese studies and Confucianism to the children of the officials and princes, and forced the children and grandchildren below the princess to enroll in school.

In addition, Fu Jian went to Taixue once a month to ask all students about the scriptures and meanings, and to evaluate the merits and disadvantages, and the excellent students could get official positions.

After Fu Jian accepted Murong Chong, he took Murong Chong with him almost everywhere, and when he passed through the Taixue Hall on this day, there was a loud sound of reading inside, and Murong Chong couldn't help but slow down and listen carefully, his expression was focused, and he didn't know that he was left behind.

"Fenghuang'er, do you also want to listen to the lectures of the Great Confucian in the Taixue Hall?" Fu Jian asked him.

"Your Majesty, is it possible?" Murong Chong's eyes twitched, and his face turned red with excitement.

Except for the night, when Murong Chong was willing to admit that he was a Feng slave, he became a charming and pleasant appearance, during the day Murong Chong was always faint, his expression was distant and cold, he didn't even like to speak, Fu Jian asked him something, and always replied by shaking his head and nodding.

The surrounding servants, especially Chen Yao, were puzzled, no one dared to treat Fu Jian like this, you must know that Fu Jian, a large area of the country was laid by himself, he had never lost a battle, and he was talented, Wen Tao Wuluo, not to mention the concubines and ladies and queens in the palace, that is, the ministers outside the palace, the leaders and envoys of Fanbang, saw Fu Jian, there was no one who was not impressed and afraid, only Murong Chong, who did not take the prestige and grace of His Majesty the King of Heaven in his eyes at all, and looked like whether you love it or not, kill it or not.

I don't know why, Fu Jian likes to see him like this, while looking at his cold appearance of rejecting people, and thinking about his coquettish attitude when he is loved under him at night, his heart is itching.

"Accurate!" Fu Jian waited for Murong Chong to approach, approached his face, and whispered in his ear, "Feng Nu'er begged me, how could I be reluctant?" When he was close to Murong Chong, Fu Jian was reluctant to call himself "I".

Murong Chong bounced his body away, a few feet away from Fu Jian, his face turned red, and he said loudly: "I'm not Feng Nu'er!" At this time, Murong Chong never called himself a "slave".

Fu Jian looked at the eunuchs who were snickering behind him, and said: "Feng Nu'er served me with all her heart and soul last night, I am very satisfied, very happy, if Feng Nu'er begs me, I will allow you to listen to the lecture in the Taixue Hall, if you are not Feng Nu'er...... That's another story! ”

Fu Jian said that he would lift his feet and leave, but he turned his head sideways and paid attention to whether Murong Chong had caught up, but he was stubborn and stubborn, he stood in place and didn't follow, Fu Jian walked a few steps, sighed in his heart, after all, he loved him, and was reluctant to disappoint him, but seeing that Murong's face was white and red, he said with a straight face: "You come here!" ”

Murong Chong's long eyes blinked, tears flashed at the phoenix horns at the end of his eyes, Fu Jian's heart softened immediately, and he sighed: "You, come here, didn't your third brother teach you to listen to me?" ”

Hearing Fu Jian mention the third brother, it was Emperor Yan Murong Wei, Murong Chong didn't dare to play his temper anymore, so he had to take a few steps forward, or keep a certain distance from Fu Jian, Fu Jian didn't mind, he stepped forward and said: "Okay, Fenghuang'er, just as you said, you are Fenghuang during the day, and I am not close to you, but at night you are still my Fengnuer, and last night's 'Guanyin sat on the lotus'...... I like it very much, I like it very much, and I want it tonight, and you should come down, and I will allow you to go to the university hall. Bi Zhi stared at Murong Chong, and the corners of his eyes and mouth had already opened up layers of smiles.

"Okay, I'll call Feng Nu'er to ...... with you at night" Murong Chong said bitterly, he had a lot of doubts in his heart, what happened at night, he couldn't remember anything, what was going on with Feng Nu'er? Listening to Fu Jian's tone, Feng Nu'er was very ...... with him, and he didn't know what "Guanyin Sitting Lotus" was, but he was not Feng Nu'er, this was what he could be sure of, and in the name of Feng Nu'er, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Fu Jian's request.

Fu Jian was overjoyed, and he couldn't care about the people next to him, so he stretched out his hand to hug Murong Chong.

Murong Chong took a step back, lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty is not allowed or not!" ”

"Exactly! I am allowed to go to Taixue to listen to the master's lecture! Fu Jian said with a smile.

"Chen Yao, you heard it, Your Majesty allowed me to go to Taixue to listen to the lecture!" Murong Chong turned his head and said to Chen Yao, the imperial attendant who was snickering at himself.

"Yes, Your Majesty's dictation, the prospective son will go to Taixue to listen to the lecture!" Chen Yao said with a smile.

As soon as Chen Yao's words were finished, Murong Chong disappeared and hurried towards the Taixue Hall. Fu Jian was stunned, he didn't expect Murong Chong to go in such a hurry, he said to Chen Yao: "You go and have a look, I'm afraid that no one in the Taixue Hall will know him, and the master won't let him in!" ”

Chen Yao took the order and left, Murong Chong ran fast with his robe, who wanted to get close to the Taixue Hall but suddenly didn't dare to go in, listened outside the house for a while, and listened to it with relish after a class, and when he was resting, he quietly slipped into the Taixue Hall and found a corner to sit down.

After resting, the most noble princes and sons in Chang'an City came in in groups, although Murong Chong lowered his head and raised his collar to cover half of his face, he still attracted everyone's attention, the first to see him was Fu Jian's ninth son Fu Rui, although he was also more than ten years old, but he was five big and three thick, his black face was upside down and his eyebrows were upside down, his appearance was really not flattering, and he threw it to the market and took off the rich and luxurious robe he was wearing, he was a butcher who slaughtered pigs and sheep, There is no half of his father Fu Jian's heroic spirit.

This world is so wonderful, people with ugly appearance and defects covet all the beauty, as soon as Fu Rui walked into the school palace, I don't know which feeling was troublesome, he immediately saw Murong Chong, hanging his head to cover the lower half of his face, only revealing the skin two fingers wide on the left, which made Fu Rui suddenly wake up from the chaos, and instantly felt that he had come to the palace to suffer in the school, it turned out that there was such a beautiful spring in the school, he knew that he was not a little girl, but he treated Xiao Erlang as a little lady to play funny, Isn't it a fun thing to live?

"Huh-" Fu Rui shrugged his nose and sniffed, there is always a peculiar smell on the beautiful little lady, but I didn't expect Xiao Erlang to have it. Fu Rui sniffed the smell all the way to the corner where Murong Chong was sitting like a divine dog.

Fu Rui was followed by four or five sons, and people gathered like each other, and they also followed Fu Rui's ass to find him.

Fu Rui was about to ask a question, but there was a person on the side to block the front, arrogant, looking a little like Fu Jian, so he was quite heroic, this is Fu Jian's tenth son, Fu Rui's younger brother Fu Hui, the two are close in age and have the most contradictions.

"Brother Hui, why are you robbing me of everything? You also robbed the humble little lady from last year! Fu Rui shouted.

Fu Hui held his hands and didn't speak, but Fu Lin, the thirteenth royal brother behind him, said: "Brother Rui, it's obvious that we saw it first!" ”

"Why did you see it first, didn't you see me getting closer to this beautiful brother?" After Fu Rui finished speaking, he took a big step in front of Murong Chong.