Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

When Han Shan pushed open the door of Han Shiqing's room, he saw Han Shiqing sitting at the table wiping the Qinglang sword.

"Master, what are you worrying about?" Han Shan grew up with Han Shiqing, and knew that he would only wipe the Qinglang sword with his handle when he was restless.

"Is it because of the little beggar who was kicked out?"

"It has nothing to do with him." Han Shiqing clapped his hands and added, "I'm just wondering if I've lived too leisurely all these years, like a waste with nothing to do."

"!" Han Shan's eyes widened in shock, his face was so paralyzed that he almost couldn't hold back, he hurriedly said: "Young master, don't think so! Young master, you are capable of both literary and martial arts, very good, although a little...a little... "

Han Shiqing raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter? If you have something to say, you don't have to hide it."

"You're a bit lively and active, mischievous and troublesome, but this can't block your talent. I, Han Shan, guarantee that you are definitely not a waste!"

Han Shanwufu was born, and he hadn't read many books at all, so it was okay to ask him to convey a few words, but it was really difficult for him to say a lot of words like this, or to comfort Han Shiqing.

"Hahaha..." Han Shiqing was amused by his embarrassment, dimples appeared on his cheeks, and the peach blossom eyes were curved into crescent moons, which were extraordinarily bright.

Han Shan's heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his head silently, not daring to look at Han Shiqing again.

"I don't mean to underestimate myself." Han Shiqing stopped laughing, put away the Qinglang sword, and said slowly: "I just don't think I can be a carefree young master in the general's mansion for the rest of my life.

"I grew up protected by everyone, and now I should do what I can for everyone."

In his last life, he had been living in the safe fortress built for him by his parents and elder brothers. He knew nothing but eating, drinking, and having fun. So useless, nothing can be done.

So once again, he must do something for this family.

"My Han family is full of military generals, but few civil servants." Han Shiqing smiled and asked Han Shan: "Han Shan, what do you think if I get a good name and become an official in the court?"

Most of the Han family are upright and straightforward. They were born in martial arts. Counting forward, the ancestors were capable generals who assisted Jiang Gaozu in repelling the barbarians.

Their descendants have joined the army for generations and guarded the ten cities in the north. Until Han Shiqing's generation, no one passed the imperial examination to enter the court as an official.

It was for this reason that Han Jingyu was inexplicably charged with crimes, and the monarch and his ministers were divided, allowing Jiang Yu, a villain, to sneak in and confuse the entire court.

Han Shiqing was born smart, quick-witted, and learned martial arts, but he was not afraid of dealing with civil servants. He was a perfect fit for the generation of the Han family who could break into the court.

"Master, do you really want to be an official?" Han Shan frowned.

"I heard people say that there are so many things to learn in the imperial examination. If the young master wants to learn, he must sit in the study all day and cannot leave the house. How can you bear it?"

In Han Shan's impression, Han Shiqing was still the young master who felt as uncomfortable as if he had lice all over his body after sitting for less than a quarter of an hour. Now, he would not believe that he wanted to sit in the study on his own initiative to study.

Han Shiqing blinked at him, "Don't worry, I can bear locking me in the room for half a month now."

In his previous life, he was locked in the meditation hall by Jiang Yu for three years. He was sick for three years, and he was lying on the bed.

Han Shan had no choice but to report to Han Jingyu and He Yiran.

So, when he got up the next morning, the news that Han Shiqing was going to take the imperial examination next year spread throughout the General's Mansion.

When He Yiran was eating breakfast, she put her hands on Han Shiqing's forehead with a worried face, and asked him very worriedly, "My dear son, did you get sick after being exposed to the rain? Let mother see if you have a fever. If you have a fever, you should see a doctor immediately!"

Han Shiqing held his mother's hand and said helplessly.

"Mom, I'm not sick."

"It's impossible not to be sick." The third sister Han Yunchang scooped a spoonful of white porridge into her mouth, pointed at Han Shiqing with her slender fingers, "If you're not sick, how could you talk nonsense about taking the imperial examination with your temper? "

"I really didn't..."

"Your third sister is right!" He Yiran nodded seriously, raised her hand and shouted, "Han Shan! Quickly ask the doctor to come and show the young master!"

Han Shiqing: "..."

When the doctor arrived, Han Jingyu got off his back and followed him back early.

When he entered the door, he opened his mouth and said to Han Shiqing: "Qing'er, I heard that you are going to take the imperial examination and become an official in the court?"

Han Shiqing thought that Han Jingyu was also going to ask the teacher for his crimes, and suddenly he was big and big, sighed, and said, "Yes, Dad, I want to become an official."

"Very good! I have ambitions!" Unexpectedly, Han Jingyu patted him on the shoulder with a big smile, and said, "This is my son of Han Jingyu!"

He looked at the doctor next to him who was about to take Han Shiqing's pulse, and said, "Send the doctor back, and help me invite the best teacher in Yong'an City to help my son be named on the gold list."

"Master, what's wrong with you? Do you really believe what this kid says?" He Yiran looked surprised, "Don't you know our Qinger's temperament, can he calm down and learn those boring things?"

"Don't worry, ma'am, I know." Han Jingyu took He Yiran's hand to reassure her, then looked at Han Shiqing behind him, and said, "Qing'er, follow me to the study."

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"Sit down." Han Jingyu asked Han Shiqing to sit face to face with him, and his tiger eyes stared at Han Shiqing closely, looking restrained.

"Qing'er, there is only you and me here, tell me the truth, why do you want to be an official in the court?"

After all, it was his own child, Han Jingyu could tell that Han Shiqing had become a little weird since the day before yesterday.

If it wasn't for his natural disbelief in ghosts and gods, he really thought that Han Shiqing was entangled by something bad.

Han Shiqing was not afraid of Han Jingyu's scrutiny at all, he asked back, "Father, tell me the truth, how does the emperor treat my Han family?"

Han Jingyu's face froze, and he said coldly, "You are still young, so you don't need to know this."

"Father, I'm not young anymore." Han Shiqing pursed his lips, "You have already become a young general who made the barbarians fearful, and the eldest brother also followed you to the northern border to fight against the enemy, and the second elder brother commanded the defense of ten cities in the northern border. It was done flawlessly. My Han family worked so hard to protect Jiang's dynasty, but in the end they ended up being slandered by treacherous officials. This is what I don't want to see."

Han Jingyu was surprised, "You only know how to be mischievous and troublesome all day long, why do you know this?"

Han Shiqing was choked, thinking that he had been reborn, but he must not tell his father who didn't believe in strange powers and gods, otherwise he was afraid that he would be killed by Han Jingyu on the spot.

So Han Shiqing pretended to be dignified, and put a high hat on himself, "Father, do you really think that I am causing trouble? I was looking for news, and I have a lot of eyeliner in Yong'an City. "

Han Jingyu looked at him suspiciously.

Han Shiqing looked at Han Jingyu very seriously, "Father, trust me."

After a while, Han Jingyu smiled helplessly, and put his big hand forward, covering Han Shiqing's head, messing up his hair, "My Qing'er has finally grown up, and knows to share the burden for me, it's good, it's good."

So far, Han Shiqing's plan to take the imperial examination has been finalized.