Incantation Script Family/C228 Fu Si Took in a Disciple(2)
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C228 Fu Si Took in a Disciple(2)

"As Master Fu said, the flowers of Mount Dazheng reign over the four seas. Why is Ziyu only allowed to play in the square space of the imperial palace every day? " Halberd Zhuang Cheng was a little unhappy. "There are many fun things in the Imperial Capital. In the past, when we were in the Imperial Residence... The servant often carried me to the streets. "

"As the ruler, one must endure the unbearable loneliness of ordinary people." Fu Ting personally chose the clothes for Halberd Zhuang Cheng and passed them to Chang De. "This official once asked if Ziyu wanted to be the ruler's father. How did Ziyu answer?"

"I want to do it!" Halberd Zhuang Cheng loudly replied, "Ziyu doesn't want to do it, he wants to do it."

"Then you have to lock yourself in the Imperial Palace for the rest of your life, you can't go anywhere." Talisman Pavilion's rare expression became serious. "What? Ziyu regrets it?"

Halberd Zhuang Cheng frowned as he climbed onto the chair and sat down. He did not say anything and only lowered his head as he thought. After a long while, he raised his face again. "Royal father once said that only by becoming the emperor can one protect the Fourth Prince's residence and mother's consort..."

"Ziyu, come here!" Fu Ting's voice was very calm, but his heart was like a stormy sea. Everyone said that there was no harm in children's words. It could be seen that this child trusted him, which was why he would say what the Fourth Prince usually said.

When Halberd Zhuang Cheng walked to his side, Fu Tingzhi tried his best to calm down and say patiently, "Master wants to tell you some stories about the righteous dynasty. Ziyu, listen carefully." Thus, he told Halberd Zhuang Cheng the details of the battle of the three trials, "Master asks you, his days are like rain as a father. Is the survival of the people in the world more important, or is it his father's wealth more important? "

"Zi Yu is unable to think clearly..." Halberd Manor Cheng was worried. "Ziyu is still young, this question is very difficult to answer... But Ziyu knows that killing the innocent is wrong."

"If you can't figure it out in one day, think about it for ten days. If you can't figure it out in ten days, think about it for a hundred days." Talisman Pavilion's Pavilion Head picked up a pen and wrote the word "smart." "Ziyu, look. Why did the word smart come to be like this? There is a saying."

As he spoke, he wrote, "Zi Yu, use your ears to listen." She wrote an ear: "Ziyu, use your eyes to look." She wrote down two points. "Use Ziyu's mouth to say it." She wrote down a word. "Use your heart to feel it. It's the word 'Cong'." Fu Ting twisted his pen and continued writing: "If you don't understand, use a month's time to work hard." She wrote down another word: "This kind of person is called a smart person, do you understand?"

Halberd Manor Cheng picked up the page and looked at it with wide eyes: "Ziyu understands. Being young is not an excuse. If you don't understand the principles, then think about it more. Ziyu has a teacher who can teach her. Ziyu is lucky."

"Good child, your teacher's love for you is not in vain. " Only then did Fu Ting feel happy. He pulled the halberd into his embrace. "Tomorrow is the day to return to the Imperial Residence. Today's lesson will end here and rest early. Tomorrow morning, the Fourth Princess will come to receive Zi Yu. "

"Yes, Ziyu understands." Halberd Zhuang Cheng closed his fat little hands and bowed. His big eyes were filled with doubt. His fan-like thick eyelashes fluttered. "Master Fu, why does the Empress have the same appearance as you?"

"Oh?" Fu Ting laughed happily. "Because the Empress is Master's blood related younger sister."

"So that's how it is. Ziyu has been taught." Pretending to be pretentious, he nodded his little head. "No wonder everyone says that Ziyu's appearance is similar to Mother Concubine's. This is called blood relation."

"You and His Majesty are also blood relatives." Fu Tingzhi seized every opportunity and spared no effort to instill blood ties between Ji Cheng and Halberd Zhuang Cheng into his little head. "Ziyu is also very similar to His Majesty, especially her temperament and temperament."

"Of course!" Halberd Zhuang Cheng raised his little head. "Royal father and His Majesty are like teacher and empress, being as close as one person."

"Aiya, my son..." Fu Ting's consciousness hurriedly used a cough to cover up his misconception. "Ziyu is truly intelligent beyond compare and is loved by others." He hugged her and kissed her a few times.

The next day, Halberd Manor returned to the Imperial Residence. As usual, the Fourth Prince wanted to ask about the situation in the Palace. "Is Doctor Fu feeling better?"

"I saw that Master Fu was sickly all day long. He was leaning against a soft couch surrounded by beast skins. He had to be carried wherever he went." The little child was very sad. "The Empress is also sickly and not very well." The four year old child did not know how to lie and would say anything he saw," But Master Fu can persist on walking a few steps every day. I see that it's much better than the last time I returned home. "

"What kind of knowledge does Doctor Fu teach my son?" The Fourth Prince himself did not understand Nan Xue, so every time he asked a question, he would call for a guest in the residence: "Tell Father in detail."

After thinking for a while, Halberd Zhuang Cheng put his hands behind his back and raised his chin, "There is a saying that goes, a master should take the world as his responsibility. A father should be the father of everyone in the world, and the people should eat and feed themselves. The people should suffer for themselves."

These few words made the Fourth Prince tremble. The general who had fought on the battlefield could not even speak properly, "What else did Doctor Fu teach?"

"I have read many books, and I spend most of my time learning the way of a king... Un, it should be the Path of the Benevolent Sovereign. " After that, she pouted and lowered her head in frustration. "However, I don't really understand."

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