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Filled with hostility, Xun Yuanbai maintained a smile on his face, “It’s not quite like that. I simply noticed that Your Highness’s blessings have grown deeper. Therefore, I came to advise Your Highness to get closer to the young talents who can assist the country and its people. Only then can great achievements be made.”
To get closer to those young talents who can assist the country and its people?
Does this refer to Song Jingyun?
But how could Xun Yuanbai know?
While it’s possible that other places may have eyes watching, in Splendorous Garden managed by Jiang Junli, even Xun Yuanbai, the renowned but powerless Imperial Teacher, let alone his father or the current Emperor, couldn’t act as they pleased in Splendorous Garden.
Yet, at this moment, Xun Yuanbai seemed to be aware of this matter…
Could it be that he truly had some abilities, capable of reading fortunes and understanding authentic divination?
Impossible!
The prince immediately dismissed this ludicrous thought with a glance at Xun Yuanbai, “The Imperial Teacher truly has extraordinary skills, surpassing even the Emperor.”
“Your Highness, you flatter me,” Xun Yuanbai responded calmly, “There’s no need for such hostility towards me. In reality, when it comes down to it, Your Highness and I are not so different.”
The same kind of person?
He is the current crown prince, the future emperor, destined to wholeheartedly serve the country and its people. How could Xun Yuanbai, a mere charlatan, be considered the same kind of person?
Ridiculous!
“However, I will reiterate this point: it is necessary to speak less to those who are irrelevant and have more interaction with the talented individuals recognized by Your Highness, the future pillars of the nation.”
Xun Yuanbai remarked, “The necessary preparations should be made by Your Highness as soon as possible.”
What preparations does this prince need to make in advance?
“Whether it’s about raising one’s status or speaking nonsense, but since Your Highness lacks faith and vengeance, it’s crucial to stick to one’s principles. Time is indeed running short.”
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Time is running short, what does that mean…
With that said, Xun Yuanbai stood up, bowing to the prince, “Today, I may have overstepped and spoken out of turn, disturbing Your Highness for quite some time. It is my fault. Whether Your Highness is willing to listen to what I have said or not, it is up to Your Highness.”
“Farewell.”
Before the prince could respond, Xun Yuanbai had already turned and walked away with hands behind his back, taking small steps.
The prince was momentarily puzzled, then smirked.
The prince watched as Xun Yuanbai’s figure gradually retreated, lost in thought until the attendant lit up the candles in the room one by one, brightening the entire room. It was then that he slightly regained his composure, settling into a chair nearby.
A mocking smile played on the prince’s lips, “The Imperial Teacher truly knows how to elevate his status.”
What does Xun Yuanbai really want to say?
The prince was momentarily puzzled, then smirked.
After pondering for a while, the prince raised his hand, “Send someone to inform Elder Zhang’s residence to visit me tomorrow evening.”
“Yes,” the servant acknowledged, attending to their duties.
Meanwhile,
Song Jingyun and Jiang Mixia were having dinner together that evening.
The taste was light and delicious, made with one’s own hands, and comforting, making for a very pleasant meal.
Instead of dining at Splendorous Garden’s cafeteria, we dined together at the No. 8 Courtyard where we used a large charcoal stove to make a fragrant yet light broth with a base of pork bones and chicken frames. We cooked tender tofu, crisp radishes, and cabbage, adding some handmade dried noodles brought from the capital.