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The fact is, she will never come back.
It's just that some people are simply unwilling to accept the facts.
For example, him, and Fan Jian.
Over the years, he and Fan Jian have tacitly avoided seeing each other much.
When you meet them, you'll inevitably think of old friends and the wonderful people and things from your youth.
For him and Fan Jian, immersing themselves in fond memories of the past is not terrible.
What's terrifying is that when we see each other, we'll remember that the person is gone and the past can't be retrieved.
So it's better to see each other less often.
However, Chen Pingping thought of Fei Jie's letter.
Presumably, it will be difficult for them to avoid seeing each other in the future.
Things are about to change regarding Danzhou and Fan Xian.
And there are some things he needs to make arrangements in advance.
Kyoto, the Imperial Palace of Keikoku.
Inside the imperial study, a man dressed in loose clothing but exuding an air of authority was casually reclining on a couch.
This is the ruler of the Qing Kingdom, the overlord of this land, the highest and most supreme figure.
He once spent several years destroying a powerful nation with a history spanning hundreds of years.
He waged wars everywhere, causing the Northern Wei dynasty to fall apart, with rivers of blood flowing, terrifying the world.
He had also meticulously woven a net to capture the woman he feared most.
They also rounded up all the nobles of the Qing Kingdom.
At this moment, this lonely monarch, who considered himself to be invincible, was...
I am reading a letter from Danzhou Port, a remote seaport.
The letter told a story about a precocious five-year-old boy and his schoolteacher.
Logically speaking, these things are not a big deal for a great monarch.
At that moment, the king held the letter in his hand and read it for a long time.
His facial expressions were also constantly changing, making them difficult to read.
Eunuch Hou stood quietly to the side, breathing very softly.
Although the contents of the letter are unknown, it must be of great importance since it came from the Auditorium.
This child is exceptionally quick-witted, but he's also a bit restless and can't sit still.
But in Mr. Su's class, he was very well-behaved.
He was always very dedicated to his studies under Su Yu's guidance.
[He has made great progress, is well-versed in classical texts, and has developed his own unique insights.]
[His occasional comments on the articles of great Confucian scholars are quite surprising.]
When Emperor Qing first saw the contents, a smile was still visible on his face.
Thinking back to the letters he had received in the past, Fan Xian was always portrayed as a mischievous and unruly character.
But now, following this Mr. Su, things have changed quite a bit.
He took reading to heart and did an excellent job.
Emperor Qing nodded.
For a child his age, it's already quite good if he can read some elementary books.
It's truly surprising that he can still calm down and thoroughly read various ancient books and articles.
Su Yu.
Emperor Qing's gaze swept over those two words and lingered for a few moments.
It must be thanks to this schoolteacher named Su Yu.
Not bad, you've got some skills.
According to Chen Pingping, this young man will come to Kyoto again next year to participate in the imperial examination.
We'll see then whether this person's literary talent is truly astounding.
Emperor Qing continued to look ahead.
Fan Xian recently wrote a poem.
[This is a gift for this young Mr. Su.]
[They said it was out of gratitude for the teacher's guidance and companionship over the past year.]
Emperor Qing smiled.
What good poems can a five-year-old write?
However, he is a person who respects his teachers.
Intrigued, Emperor Qing straightened his posture slightly.
I prepared to pick up the second page of the letter and see what the poem was.
He coughed softly a few times.
Eunuch Hou quickly stepped forward in his small rags and respectfully offered ginseng tea.
Emperor Qing picked up the ginseng tea and took a sip.
Meeting is difficult, parting is even more so; the east wind is powerless, and the flowers are withered.
Like silkworms spinning silk until death, or candles burning until they are ash, so too does life end.
【…】
Emperor Qing nodded, a smile playing on his lips.
This poem is really well written.
Then he frowned and muttered to himself.
Did he write this poem?
How could a five-year-old child write such a poem?
Emperor Qing shook his head; he didn't believe it.
It is likely that Fan Xian found a scholar somewhere who was extremely talented but unfortunately from a poor family.
I spent some money to buy the poems, and then used them as a pretext to offer to Buddha.
Emperor Qing twirled the teacup in his hand and read the poem twice more.
But if he really wrote this poem, that would be quite surprising.
Emperor Qing rubbed his temples, and the face of an old friend flashed through his mind.
She was an extremely intelligent and unrestrained woman.
That woman had also done many unexpected things.
Emperor Qing still frowned, but continued reading the letter.
When I first saw the poem, it was hard to believe that it was written by a five-year-old child.
However, considering that Fan Xian regarded Mr. Su as both a brother and a father,...
[I have great affection, respect, and reliance on that Mr. Su.]
It's no wonder that such a genuine and heartfelt piece of writing could produce such a masterpiece.
After reading it, Emperor Qing couldn't help but become curious about Mr. Su again.
What kind of person was that schoolteacher?
How could someone like Fan Xian, who finds it difficult to trust others, rely on and respect him so much?
His gaze then lingered on the second line.
Fan Xian regarded Mr. Su as an elder brother and a father.
Emperor Qing's expression remained unchanged, but he slammed his teacup heavily onto the table.
Like a father?
Fan Xian doesn't have a father!
Want to acknowledge someone else as your father?
Fan Xian truly understood the saying, "A teacher for a day is a father for life."
He just doesn't seem to realize that he doesn't have his own biological father.
The loud noise startled Eunuch Hou, who quickly lowered his head.
Emperor Qing glanced at the eunuch beside him.
"Go and bring Chen Pingping to me."
"And Fan Jian too!"
Eunuch Hou wiped the sweat from his brow, received the decree, and immediately took his leave.
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After leaving the palace, Eunuch Hou hurried to two locations to deliver the imperial edict.
Subsequently, the head of the Kyoto Censorate and the Vice Minister of Revenue entered the Imperial Study together.
No one knows exactly what happened that day.
All I know is that after leaving the palace...