Chapter 574: Setting up a banquet and making an argument
In the next few days, Fu Qingzhou was finally able to take a good breath.
Yuan Ziping worked as neatly as ever. In just a few days, he led his people to take care of such a large house, weeding out all the weeds, filling the pond with water again, and even raising a few fish. Koi, every room is equipped with matching furniture and appliances, and even the wardrobes are filled with newly purchased clothes.
Not only that, the old house’s walls, pillars, railings, floor tiles... inevitably had a lot of bumps and damage, but I don’t know what method Yuan Ziping used or what kind of craftsmen he found to completely repair those places. Complete renovations.
Many people came and went in the house, and Fu Qingzhou didn't know whether they were purchased servants, maids, or craftsmen who came to do work temporarily.
It wasn't until the third or fourth day that the clothes ordered by Yuan Ziping were delivered to the house, and all the servants and maids put on uniform clothes, so that Fu Qingzhou could recognize who was "his family".
And he... has been reading these past few days.
Yes, it’s not practice, it’s reading.
Although Fu Qingzhou is not used to using servants yet, now that he has servants, he still needs to use them - he sent someone to find Yue Heng and asked Yue Heng for some books dedicated to cultivating the mind. Study it carefully and word for word.
In the past, he never looked directly at Qi Ranjue, but now, he must face it.
No matter how good the magic weapon is, no matter how powerful the technique is, it is still a foreign object.
If you want to fight against your inner demons, the only correct answer is to keep your mind clear from beginning to end...
Of course, the books Yue Heng sent were not only for cultivating the mind. He was overjoyed when he heard that his brother Fu was suddenly willing to read books by saints and sages. He picked out many books and sent them to him, and also wrote a handwritten A letter praising Fu Qingzhou's desire to learn and make progress...
"Master."
Yuan Ziping's call pulled Fu Qingzhou out of the book.
He was leaning on the newly bought lounge chair. The snow in the yard had not yet melted, and the fish were swimming in the pond not far away. Fu Qingzhou put down the book and raised his head: "What's wrong?"
"Master, Gong. Someone is here." Yuan Ziping smiled and said, "The emperor calls you into the palace."
"Oh?"
Fu Qingzhou was slightly stunned: "What day is it today?"
Yuan Ziping responded: "Back to the young master, today is the seventh day of November, the beginning of winter."
"The beginning of winter..." Fu Qingzhou was a little lost in thought.
When he first went to Langhuan Mountain, he happened to meet the beginning of winter. It has been three years now.
It has been almost a year since I came down the mountain.
Of course, the most important thing is that today is the day when Zhao Yuan arranges a court debate.
“Let’s go.”
Fu Qingzhou let out a long breath: "Really... I don't know how to debate, so I have to take part."
Of course, Yue Heng can no longer participate in this court debate. He now has great influence on the outside world. As a son of the family, and as a servant under Yuan Ye, he could not participate in this debate under any circumstances.
The original four debaters, "Bai Xiaochuan" and Yue Heng, have all left the stage and been replaced by students from Palm Sword Academy selected by Ling Junjie.
Only Fu Qingzhou... Zhao Yuan refused to let him go until he was involved.
“Master Fu, you are here.”
Fu Qingzhou followed Yuan Ziping to the door of the house and saw a young eunuch bowing deeply to him: "The car has been arranged. Sir, please get in the car quickly?"
"Thank you for your hard work."< br>
Fu Qingzhou smiled at the eunuch and said: "From your accent, do you think you are from Shu?"
"Your Excellency has a good ear." The eunuch smiled very flatteringly: "My little slave is from Shu. "
"My master is also from Sichuan, so we are fellow villagers." Fu Qingzhou asked with a smile: "What do you call this father-in-law?"
"Your Majesty, please call the slave...Xiao Yuzi." The eunuch was a little excited and a little scared. "Eunuch Yu." Fu Qingzhou smiled: "Old Yuan, Eunuch Yu has brisk steps and even breathing. He is also a practitioner who has opened martial arts. I see that my father-in-law has thick knuckles, thick palm muscles, and there are calluses on the tiger's mouth, fingers, and liver... You Is it sword training or sword training?"
Eunuch Yu was a little confused: "Return to Sir, my little slave is a swordsman."
"Old Yuan. "
Fu Qingzhou called out: "There seems to be a good long sword among the weapons I brought back from the arsenal last time? Send someone back and send it to Eunuch Yu. "
Yuan Ziping left in response, but Eunuch Yu was greatly frightened and surprised.
Fu Qingzhou said nothing, smiled, and climbed into the palace car.
In the past, he was too lazy to do this - but these days, he saw some truth in Yue Heng's book.
Being kind to others is not just about being chivalrous and loyal. In more complex interpersonal relationships, it is also necessary to find a reason to give others good things.
Fu Qingzhou is not good at these things, and it is a bit awkward to do them, but the effect seems to be pretty good.
"He has become the most annoying old man when I was young..."
Sitting in the carriage, Fu Qingzhou shook his head and sighed to himself.
In the imperial palace, all the civil and military officials wore thick shawls outside their official uniforms. They walked slowly forward and entered the imperial garden.
The expressions on their faces were different, but most of them were deep and calm, making it impossible to tell what they were thinking. Only a few officials who could not suppress their mouths showed a smile that was either playful, sarcastic, or excited. .
Everyone has his or her own thoughts and ideas.
They all knew that today the emperor was going to have a debate in the imperial garden in front of all the civil and military officials.
They also knew that this debate originated from a student debate in Zhangjian Academy not long ago.
As for why we chose the Imperial Garden...
Of course it’s because we also want to “give a banquet and establish an argument.”
Of course there can't be a banquet in the Qianyuan Palace, but the large imperial garden is enough to seat all civil and military officials.
When Fu Qingzhou arrived, the garden was already filled with small tables on three floors inside and three outside. The tables were fully stocked with food and wine. Civil and military officials were seated in sequence, and the debate table was also set up.
As for the judging table... it was empty.
Fu Qingzhou thought to himself that apart from the emperor Zhao Yuan himself, the people who could be the judge were probably Yan Yidong and Ning Baimei. Since Ning Baimei had closed his eyes to death again, who else could be there? ?
Beside the debate stage, several people wearing Zhangjian Academy student uniforms were talking in twos and threes. Fu Qingzhou recognized the female student named Yun Lu at a glance, and also saw him on the other side, whom he had not seen for a long time. Gu Jinchen.
What surprised him was that the last time he saw Gu Jinchen at Zhangjian Academy, he was still following those children from aristocratic families and flattering them diligently... But today, he actually held his head high. Standing with his chest raised like a flag, and a proud smile on his face, the three children of aristocratic families who participated in the debate with him were quite polite to him while talking and laughing.
Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly.
After so many years recently, Gu Jinchen was no longer high in his mind, but for some reason, he always felt an inexplicable displeasure and wariness towards this fat boy who started out as a book boy.
He walked towards the debate stage, but was stopped by several officials.
He didn't know these officials at all, but they were very enthusiastic. They shouted to each of them, as if they were eager to get to know him.
Fu Qingzhou suppressed his impatience, showed a natural and sincere smile, and chatted with them.
But more officials just sat in their respective positions and watched indifferently.
After a few words of conversation, Eunuch Huang’s sharp voice was heard cutting through the cold air and coming from afar.
“The Emperor has arrived——”
(End of this chapter)