Chapter 8: The Queen's Little Nephew
After the prison beam solved Shi Xian's matter, he was overjoyed, and the gift was returned, as long as Fu Zhaoyi was happy, after the prison beam left, Fu Zhaoyi was the king of his back, and his face sneered.
"Kang'er, the prince is fourteen years old, he may have really changed, you must be respectful in front of Your Majesty in the future, and my mother will say a few more kind words for you." Fu Zhaoyi said slowly.
Liu Kang looked disdainful, "Then what is Liu Biao's ability, except for the position of the prince, there is nothing but the position of the prince, and there are many mistakes, and it is only a matter of time before he is abolished." β
"You are a child after all, these things of yours are nothing compared to the position of the prince, I will find a way for you in the future, remember that Liu Biao is not wrong, you have to be more cautious." Fu Zhaoyi instructed repeatedly.
"Erchen knows." Liu Kang said disappreciatively.
Liu Biao had just slept on the couch for a while, and the queen sent someone to invite the prince to discuss the matter, which made Liu Biao really have no energy at all.
In Changle Palace, Queen Wang is in a good mood, regardless of whether the prince's things in the palace yesterday are right or wrong, but one thing is certain, that is, this kid still thinks about things with his head.
Liu Biao dragged his body that hadn't woken up, and arrived in Changle Palace in a moment, "Queen Mother, it's only noon, and Erchen hasn't woken up yet, is there anything big?" β
Wang Zhengjun pulled Liu Biao over, "Son, have you seen the teacher I introduced to you?" It's that Stan assistant, the queen mother thought it was good, so she turned him into a regular job, and also found two companions for you. β
"It's in line with Erchen's mind to find two companions, in fact, teachers, Stan alone is enough." Liu Biao said helplessly.
Wang Zhengjun smiled knowingly, "I also want you to rest more." But this matter is for your father to see, so it is necessary, besides, you are the crown prince, and it is not your business to listen to the lecture or not, so why do you care so much. β
Liu Biao also felt justified when she heard this, this mother was too thoughtful for herself, and having such an old lady was worry-free.
"But where are my two chaperones?" Liu Biao asked with some curiosity.
"One is Liu Xin, the son of the famous Confucian Liu Xiang, who is cautious, his father is an editor and a bookwriter, and there is also Wang Mang Wang Jujun, my second brother's child, the second brother died early, leaving orphans and widows, so I want him to study in the palace, and he can be regarded as worthy of the second brother's spirit in the sky." Wang Zhengjun said with nostalgia.
Liu Biao was a little surprised, this Bai Lingxiao has not yet appeared, Wang Mang came first, although he is the new emperor, but for now, he can only give Liu Biao a hand.
"When are they all here?" Liu Biao asked expectantly.
"It's a little late today, probably tomorrow, by the way, don't forget to say hello to your father, you also have a little thought, looking at your father like that, it is estimated that he will not live for a few years, the more times like this, the more vigilant you must be." Wang Zhengjun also arranged for Liu Biao.
"The queen mother has said so, how can I fool around anymore, I must trample Liu Kang's kid under my feet." Liu Biao waved his long sleeves.
In the early morning of the next day, four people had gathered in the Ming Hall, the so-called Ming Hall was the place where the prince of the Western Han Dynasty studied, and there were usually few people, except for the prince who was the teacher, and there were some miscellaneous people.
These four people are Shi Dan, Zhang Yu, Liu Xin, Wang Mang, Shi Dan belongs to the old teacher, Zhang Yu is in his forties, he is quite honest, and it is not easy to climb up from under Shi Dan this time.
Liu Xin is eleven or twelve years old, this Wang Mang is only eight years old, his standing posture is very neat, it seems that he has entered the palace for the first time, and his face is very detained, which Liu Xin is very open.
After all, his father writes books, and he can wander around the royal library all day long, and he sees a lot of the world, and Wang Mang usually borrows some books to read at home, and he has to go to herd sheep if he has nothing to do, and no one wants to see him.
After Liu Biao saw his father, he came to the Ming Hall by the way, and looked at the four of them standing respectfully in the Ming Hall, and felt a little ridiculous, which was too restrained.
"The four of you, turn your head and report your name, so that Prince Ben can understand, of course, Mr. Stan belongs to the seniors, no need to introduce, start with the forty-year-old, yes, it's you, don't look around." Liu Biao pointed at Zhang Yu and said.
That Zhang Yu nodded a little flattered, and saluted slightly: "Prince Qiyu, the minister is Zhang Yu, Ziwen, a native of Hanoi, studying under Wang Yang and Yongshengγγγ"
Liu Biao immediately waved his hand, "Come on, the next introduction continues." β
Seeing this, Liu Xin immediately stepped forward, don't look at the fact that he is only twelve years old, and the etiquette is not bad at all, "Prince Qiyu, the villain is Liu Xin, the character is Jun, the son of the famous Confucian Liu Xiang." β
This person is interesting, seeing that Liu Biao interrupted Zhang Yu's words just now, he didn't say anything more here, and then took a step back to his position.
"Is that big mouth Wang Mang?" Liu Biao asked nonchalantly.
Wang Mang, this kid is amazing, from Duke An Han, Zai Heng, Emperor Regent, Fake Emperor, to the new emperor, it is simply one step at a time.
Wang Mang heard Liu Biao's question, his body trembled, and he took two steps forward, "Xiaomin is Wang Mang, the word Jujun, and I ask the prince to take more shelter." β
Liu Biao smiled beside him, that is to be sheltered, it is still necessary to cultivate you into a gentleman, anyway, you are also the son of the White Emperor, this status is not valuable, and Liu Biao is different, the descendant of the Red Emperor, orthodox.
"I said, Mr. Stan, you are an elder, everything has been done well, and it is time to arrange classes." Liu Biao said impatiently.
Stan smoothed his beard, "Isn't this the prince who hasn't introduced himself yet?" We have to get to know each other. β
Liu Biao saw this old boy playing with him, and immediately reprimanded: "If this Taifu doesn't want to be a prince, just say it, why do you have to commit the crime of contradicting the prince?" β
"Everyone go back to their seats, I will teach the first half of the Analects, and the I Ching will be taught by Zhang Yu in the back. Stop asking. Stan immediately walked to the front and said.
Liu Biao nodded with satisfaction, this is like a teacher, he doesn't know how to do things.
After half an hour, Liu Biao didn't listen to it at all, but Liu Xin and Wang Mang listened energetically, what kind of thing is this, they have learned well, what should they do if they can't be lowered in the future.
Before Stan finished speaking, Liu Biao got up directly and said, "That Mr. Stan , I think it's better to go to self-study, you don't get tired of talking so much." β
Stan immediately threw the book away, "The prince is right, learning must be a combination of work and rest, and then study by themselves, Zhang Yu doesn't need to teach, supervise their self-study." β
Zhang Yu's face was full of displeasure, this position has come up, at least I have to give a chance to show it, this is good, I changed my self-study directly, and I already knew that I would change the time with Shi Dan.