Mind reading, the emperor saw my fist hard

Chapter 192 Huo Renshan Cried Loudly

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the weather is getting colder.

During the morning court session the next day, Xu Jinyu wrapped herself up thickly and also wrapped herself in a quilt.

He got on the carriage in a daze.

After getting on the carriage, Xu Jinyu had been feeling something was wrong until he was almost at the palace gate, when he realized that the carriage was exceptionally quiet today.

Aunt He didn't even say anything about being rude! She should pay attention to her image or something like that.

Turning around, I saw Nanny He with a look of trance on her face.

Xu Jinyu waved in front of Nanny He, but Nanny He didn't react at all.

Xu Jinyu simply pushed Nanny He.

Nanny He finally came to her senses and asked, "What instructions does Your Highness have?"

Xu Jinyu looked at Nanny He curiously. As the etiquette nanny beside Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess, Nanny He was never rude.

"What's wrong with you today?"

Nanny He wiped her face and said, "Your Highness, I'm sorry! I was distracted for a moment."

Xu Jinyu's eyes were still curious.

Nanny He sighed and said, "Your elder sister is learning too fast. I can't keep up with her. We need to hire a special teacher. And your younger sister is not very good at learning, but she is learning the recipes you taught her faster than experienced craftsmen."

That means Xu Yanran is more sensitive to chemistry.

Xu Jinyu smiled with relief. As long as Nanny He wasn't here to learn from her, everything would be fine.

After three years of studying in high school, she gets angry with anyone who talks to her about studying.

Xu Jinyu earnestly instructed Nanny He: "Then go and invite them. And my little sister, don't fall behind in your cultural studies."

"Yes!"

After responding, Nanny He continued to worry about her teaching content.

She has a headache when students don’t study hard, and she also has a headache when students are too studious.

No further words were said until Xu Jinyu jumped off the carriage.

Xu Jinyu breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up and walked towards the palace gate, and then he saw the red eyes of Huo Renshan, the chief academic officer of the Imperial College.

Xu Jinyu raised his eyebrows, becoming very curious.

Huo Renshan realized it belatedly and saw Xu Jinyu, and hurriedly retreated behind an official next to him, but it was too late.

Xu Jinyu's curious voice came,

[Why is Huo Renshan crying? The child his daughter-in-law is carrying is not his son, so he doesn't need to cry like this! ]

【Just discuss it with your in-laws. 】

Huo Renshan covered his chest with his hands, and the feeling of shortness of breath from a few days ago came back again.

Lord Xu's effect was immediate, but the aftereffects were also severe, and Huo Renshan felt like he couldn't hold on any longer.

The officials also looked at Huo Renshan curiously. It wasn't a big deal, so Huo Renshan wouldn't do that!

[Hahahaha... Huo Renshan cried so hard last night while hugging his teacher.]

When Xu Jinyu expressed his thoughts, all the officials at the scene were shocked.

After the shock comes sadness.

Huo Renshan's teacher is the famous scholar Chen Moji. The old man has spent his entire life teaching and educating people, and has trained many good students.

But the old gentleman has a noble character. He has students from all walks of life. As long as you are willing to learn, he is willing to teach you without discrimination.

Even the emperor had to call him "Sir" when he met him.

Unexpectedly...

The Minister of Rites patted Huo Renshan on the shoulder and said, "When did the old man pass away? Why didn't he tell us so that we can go and pay our respects?"

"Yes, why didn't Lord Huo say anything?"

There were also officials who were students of Chen Moji who rushed over and asked: “When did something happen to the teacher? Why isn’t there…”

Before he could finish his words, Huo Renshan's face visibly twisted.

Huo Renshan lowered his voice and said almost word by word: "Teacher is fine, when did something happen! Didn't you see Xu Jinyu laughing there? It's obviously a funny thing."

"Why are you crying, Mr. Xu laughing?" Huo Renshan's classmate asked.

yes! Why?

Everyone was very curious about what could have made Huo Renshan, the chief academic officer of the Imperial College, cry so bitterly.

Huo Renshan twitched his lips and said, "Go ask the teacher in person if you have any questions."

"Just ask, as if no one dares."

The official muttered in dissatisfaction.

Although he said this, the official really didn't dare to ask the teacher.

Because every time you go to see the teacher you will be interrogated, but now that you have become an official, how many people will still read the book seriously?

So once they were interrogated, they would inevitably be scolded, and naturally, no one went to the teacher anymore.

But he was still curious about what to do, so he glanced at Xu Jinyu secretly, wondering if he could ask, or...

“Ahem…”

The Minister of Rites glanced at Huo Renshan and said, "Master Huo, why are your eyes so red? You are not young anymore, so don't stay up late. Your body can't take it."

Then he quickly glanced at Xu Jinyu.

As expected, Xu Jinyu lowered his head.

[A year ago, Chen Moji personally sent his grandson to Huo Renshan, saying that his health was not good and asked Huo Renshan to teach him well.]

[Huo Renshan is so excited! What is this? This is the teacher's trust in him! ]

That classmate of Huo Renshan looked at him with envy. He said that being able to teach the teacher's grandson was a sign of the teacher's trust in him.

Huo Renshan gave him a fake smile in response.

Huo Renshan rolled up his sleeves and began to teach his teacher's grandson. What he taught on the first day was forgotten on the second day.

[It's okay! The child is still young and active, so it's normal for him to forget, Huo Renshan comforted himself.]

[Then the next day, I changed the content to teach, but the child still forgot it. That’s okay, the child may not be interested in it.]

【Isn’t it said that interest is the best teacher? 】

[On the third day, he continued to forget. Huo Renshan was confused. Wasn't he teaching the child? Huo Renshan began to doubt himself. ]

[The next day after court, he went to the streets to teach the naughty children. Seeing that someone was willing to teach them to read, the children on the streets would naturally study hard. Even if they didn’t study hard, their parents would beat them to make them study hard. In less than three days, the children on the streets learned a lot of words.]

Huo Renshan became confident and went to teach the teacher's grandson, then was hit hard and went to teach the children on the street, but returned confidently to teach again, going back and forth between collapse and confidence for three months.

[After three months of hard work by Huo Renshan, the teacher's grandson barely learned a few words.]

Huo Renshan thought he was not fit to teach his teacher's grandson, so he went to apologize to the teacher. However, the teacher said, "It's not your fault. The child just can't learn. Renshan, please help the teacher. As a world-renowned scholar, it's impossible that his grandson is illiterate!"

[Besides, the teacher, who is in his seventies or eighties, really can't stand being scolded. ]

[Looking at the teacher's painful expression, the master and apprentice hugged each other and cried, because the feeling of not being able to teach was too painful. ]

[Huo Renshan cried bitterly and continued to teach the teacher's grandson. But yesterday he really couldn't bear it anymore. If he continued to teach, he would go crazy, so he went to the teacher and cried bitterly.]

【Chen Moji saw that his students were crying so painfully, and he had already planned to change his target. Anyway, his students were all over the world, so it was no problem to change one every year.】

Several officials who came up to comfort Huo Renshan retreated silently. They didn't want to teach a child who could never be taught.

The student who could make the Imperial College chief priest cry showed his great ability, but they didn't want to experience it.

One of the officials looked distressed when he thought of the invitation that was sent to his house last night. He wondered if he would be the next target.

But if he is the teacher's grandson, it is not impossible.

[Hahaha... Chen Daru specifically picked students who had little ability and had relatively easy jobs.]

The expression on the official's face became even more painful: Sir Xu, do you really want to slap me in the face like this?