[Comprehensive] Fusu Youqin

Fusu felt that his new teacher was a bit baffled.

When Li Si left in a hurry that day, Fu Su had a premonition in his heart.Compared with the serious attitude of teaching him before, Mr. Li is obviously not concentrated this time, and it seems that there is something difficult in his heart.

Sure enough, Fusu escaped from royal education that morning and managed to escape the nagging of several elders of the clan under the pretext of sending off the general.When Jiang Lu came back from his residence, some palace servants came forward to report that the King of Qin had assigned him a teacher and transferred Li Si away at the same time.

Fusu had expected this.With the increase of King Qin's government affairs, a group of ministers under him are also working crazily. As one of the father's confidantes, Mr. Li naturally has a lot of affairs.

Otherwise, Mr. Li's face would not be so haggard these days. It is obvious that he has not rested for many days.

The father will always appoint another gentleman to come.

He had guessed who would take over, and after counting with his fingers, he found that those who could teach him were currently engaged in business with his father indefinitely and without holidays.

It seems that he still has such a little relationship with him, Fusu feels a little guilty when he thinks of this.

After learning that it was Han Feizi from South Korea, what should I say, it was expected.

I heard that Han Feizi didn't want to be an official in the Qin Dynasty, and his father and king never raised useless people - referring to those who waste food and don't work. It's normal to send him to be a husband.

The father didn't give Han Feizi any official position, which means that his teacher is temporarily unknown.

If Han Fei could think about it, the affairs waiting for Han Fei to deal with would not be much worse than Li Si's.

After Fusu confirmed when the new teacher would come, he nodded to indicate that he knew, and immediately returned to his bedroom.

People can't run away. He has also read Han Feizi's works, and he has admiration for this master.

Fusu felt that he needed to give this teacher a good impression.

But when the new teacher came, he felt a little weird.

Fusu thought he was well-mannered, but he just stood on the steps and smiled politely at the new teacher, and he got the eyes of the other party as if he had seen a ghost for a moment.

In autumn, the blue sky is high and far away, and the falling leaves in the courtyard are fragrant.The tall man under the steps stayed where he was, his pupils narrowed slightly.

He looked at the eyes of the children on the steps, as if looking at an unreachable existence.

Fusu: "..."

Fusu: "Sir?"

Are you that scary?Or is it that the actions are not in place, and the etiquette is lost?

Although he is still a child, Fusu attaches great importance to his image in front of outsiders, and has always maintained it very well.

In the eyes of Qin's clan and courtiers, their eldest son is extremely intelligent, young but well-behaved, with a calm demeanor, much better than his own monkey - how much of this is Ying Zheng for himself? The cub with a bad personality is covering it up. It is estimated that the father and son will never admit it to the outside world in their lifetime.

All in all, Fusu is very in line with the most perfect image of the younger generation in the hearts of the elders.

This is the first time, being so obviously...disliked by someone?

In fact, it's not disgusting, this Han Feizi just widened his eyes slightly, and his body stiffened for a moment after seeing his smile.

Even though it was only for a moment, it was captured by Fusu immediately.

The eldest son was in a very complicated mood. When we met for the first time, the new teacher didn't seem to have a good impression of him.

It seems that it still needs to be adjusted.

Bring this gentleman to the study and sit down, Fusu thought silently in his heart.

"Eldest son...you don't need to be polite..."

Han Fei sat on his knees opposite Fusu, stumbled and opened his mouth, and began to communicate with Fusu for the first time.

As the communication deepened, Han Fei saw the calm expression of the child in front of him, and the slight embarrassment in his heart when he was talking with people disappeared like a miracle.

Just like when Qin Wangzheng spoke in front of Qin Wangzheng, the monarch who sat at the top never showed any impatience with his bad words, the son of Qin Guochang in front of him has been listening patiently to him. It is not long, but it took a lot After time's words, there was still no mockery on his face.

"Mr. Han is indeed a great talent. It is a blessing to help Su to have Mr. Han as his teacher."

Fusu softly answered a few tentative questions raised by Han Feizi, and only sincerely praised him after hearing the other party's slow comments.

Well, I'm from the same school as Mr. Li, and maybe I like boasting too, so maybe I can save the inexplicable embarrassing impression of meeting for the first time.

Fusu thought happily.

In Han Fei's eyes, not only did the child in front of him not care about his articulation problem, but his face even had the joy of replicating King Qin.

That was a recognition of Han Fei.

In South Korea, Han Fei has never received such respect.

Han Wangan never had the time to listen to him finish a complete sentence, let alone the other sons of the Korean clan.

In his home country, Han Fei was not treated well.

It wasn't until then that Han Fei understood why so many talents from the six countries, including his fellow apprentice, chose to stay in Qin.

This is a formidable enemy.

Han Feizi twitched his lips, even a young son of Qin could do this, what would South Korea do to preserve itself?

During the exchange just now, he also had a preliminary understanding of the young master Fusu.

To be able to cultivate such a child, Qin Wangzheng must have regarded him as his heir and devoted great efforts to him.

At this time, Han Fei's thoughts that had been extinguished when he met Fusu for the first time were rekindled.

After seeing off Han Feizi, Fusu sat in front of the table and sorted out the bamboo slips, expressing emotion again——

When will we be able to experiment with paper that can be put into use immediately!

With the complete materials and steps, the craftsmen of Qin State had already made the original paper, but the texture was too soft and the surface was rough, so it was not suitable as a writing tool.

At the same time, the stirrups and horseshoes that were handed in were done very quickly. After all, the Qin State had already prepared for this aspect. I heard from my father that a batch had been ordered and handed over to General Meng for rehearsal.

Paper-making craftsmen are required to test out the most suitable paper for writing.So now, Fusu still can't get a new writing instrument as he wished.

As a result, he made a slight modification to the arrangement of his younger brothers and sisters.

But it's too soon to hear what my father said, and I will send some of them to him as soon as the finished product comes out.

Fu Suhuai held the hope that he would soon get rid of the heavy bamboo slips, and happily thought that by that time, Gao's younger siblings who hadn't come to class would obediently come to study for him.

Also, use the newly created paper to write down the few new technologies he recently wrote down to his father.

Speaking of Father King...

His father gave him the operation of the airborne teacher today, which reminded him of the master of swordsman who was suspected to be his father's old acquaintance in Yuci.

So, obviously he could happily airborne a new teacher to his eldest son, but he asked his eldest son to find a way to invite a real swordsmanship teacher to his younger brother.

The father must have done it on purpose, Fusu reconfirmed.

When Jiang Lu was in class with Fu Su today, he was very excited and told him about the swordsmanship teacher sent by his father.

The child's face was flushed with excitement, and he danced and gesticulated with him the newly learned moves, saying that although laying the foundation was tiring, the teacher was very good, much better than him messing around with it himself.

He has just started his enlightenment, and he is not very powerful yet.When he becomes powerful, he can fight off all the bad guys and protect Qin!

Jiang Lu's eyes were so bright that Fu Su almost instantly let go of his resentment towards his father for deliberately giving him difficulties.

Isn't it just to find a way to invite the swordsman who lived in seclusion in Yuci? Although his father deliberately didn't give other information, he doesn't even know whether the other party is a man or a woman, his last name, and his age, but his brother deserves it. Ben deserves the best swordsmanship teacher.

Since it can be mentioned by the father, it must be a real master of swordsmanship.

Jiang Lu is still laying the groundwork, and he still has time.

There must be sincerity in inviting a famous teacher, and Fusu plans to go to Yuci in person when he is a few years older.

At that time, Fusu raised his hand and rubbed his second brother's head, silently making a decision in his heart.

If he wanted to leave the palace, he had to have enough reasons for his father to agree.In other words, there must be self-defense capabilities other than the natal strings.

His father had given him the seven-treasure thirteen-stringed qin, and perhaps he could use this to practice sound attacking.

It is very subtle that Fusu did not receive any teaching from martial arts.

Fusu almost subconsciously ignored that he could also practice swords like General Lu, at least he could strengthen his body.After all, for the Qin clan, the eldest son is always more important than the younger sons.

But...but what?

The bamboo slips had been sorted out, and the glazed light screen condensed from the Three Thousand Worlds was spinning at Fusu's fingertips.Now he can already retract it freely, and unless there is an accident, there will never be such a situation where it hits his face again.

As time went by, Fusu's Three Thousand Worlds account was upgraded to one level, just in time to open the hidden function.Now, only the members of the Three Thousand Realms can see the summoned glazed light screen.

As long as the hidden function is turned on, no one will be able to find out even if he browses the forum under the noses of others.

To this day, Fusu still doesn't understand why he flatly rejected his father's request to learn swordsmanship.

In this world, no one is worthy to teach him how to use a sword.

This kind of thinking may be regarded as arrogant by others, but Fusu is inexplicably very determined.

Probably, it has something to do with the previous life whose identity is not yet confirmed.

Fusu still remembered the dream he would have every year on his birthday.

In the dream, the sky was filled with fog and the water was blue.I don't see the sun and the moon, I don't see the rivers and seas, I only see someone coming with a qin and a sword, piercing the sky with a single shot.

The heart of the piano and the soul of the sword, the red silk burns the sky.

He has two old friends who are far away and have nowhere to look.

I heard that the three life stones born in the underworld can be seen in the past and present lives. If he uses a locust tree branch to contact the ghost messengers, can he ask them to help him look up his past lives?

If Fusu had no memory at all, perhaps he would spend his life unconsciously.But he still remembered a little bit of the past, and it was this that kept him in his heart all the time, and he couldn't forget it.

Fusu sighed, tapped his fingertips on the glass light screen, and subconsciously activated the Three Thousand Realms again.

It is better to save the locust tree branches in the underworld to meet the person behind the scenes in the future, and the opportunity should always be reserved for more important things at present.

As for the memories of the past, maybe one day, they will come to dreams with Lang Lang Fengyue.

The author has something to say: I have been wandering for a long time and I don’t remember anything. When you reincarnated, you only drank half a bowl of Mengpo soup. Who is to blame.

...well, blame me.