Everyone in my harem is talented

Chapter 561 Sit tight?

Zhaozheng Hall.

The afterglow of the setting sun slanted into the hall through the carved window lattices, giving the memorials on the desk a layer of gold.

The red brush in Qin Zhi's hand paused slightly, and the bright red ink spread out in a small area on the rice paper.

Hiss, my hand slipped.

It’s getting dark, time to stop working and take a rest.

Qin Zhi immediately put down his red pen, closed the memorial in his hand and put it aside.

"Your Majesty, news has come from Qufu that His Highness and his entourage have arrived." Zhang Deli received the news, trotted into the hall, and reported with a slight bow.

Qin Zhi narrowed his eyes and looked at the darkening sky outside the window, his knuckles tapping unconsciously on the table: "I told him what to do, if he still messes it up..."

"I will immediately issue an order to remove him from the position of Crown Prince."

Seeing this, the Hanlin scholar standing beside him hurriedly took half a step forward.

"Although Your Highness is still young, he has completed his homework very well. The officials in charge of the imperial lectures often praise Your Highness for his thorough understanding of the classics and historical annotations." He pointed to the pile of neatly marked homework on the desk.

"Your Majesty, please do not underestimate His Highness."

Even after the crown prince reached adulthood, his studies were still taken care of by full-time imperial lecturers (the crown prince's tutor or lecturer), while the titles of Grand Tutor, Grand Preceptor, Grand Protector of the Eastern Palace and Junior Tutor, Junior Preceptor and Junior Protector were merely honorary titles.

When the prince was studying in Shangxiang Palace, he had to submit his daily homework to Qin Zhi for inspection. After leaving the palace and building his own residence, he was free.

The prince is different. His brothers of the same age have all grown up and left the palace to be free, but he still has daily homework and has to hand it in on time. Even when he is away from home, he still has to hand in what he has learned every day.

"I'm just too concerned." Qin Zhi said with a smile, "Why are you still here?"

"Your Majesty has been busy. He didn't call me or send me out. I just stood here and reviewed the lessons of the young princes again."

"Twelve has left the palace, and Fourteen and Fifteen are still young. I asked you to teach the princesses. Are you used to it?"

"It is my honor to continue teaching Your Highnesses. Your Highnesses are gifted, diligent, and have completed their studies well."

"Don't relax your standards on them just because they are princesses."

"I don't dare."

"Bring these small homeworks here for me to take a look." Qin Zhi took over the princesses' homeworks and read them one by one. He did not forget to write down his opinions and suggestions with a red pen, without any disrespect.

"Wanqing (the ninth princess, Jiang Lanzhi's daughter) has the best handwriting among her sisters, and Mingyan (the eighth prince) also had the best handwriting among his brothers."

"It seems that the education of the royal heirs still has to start with the words and deeds of their respective mothers. A weak mother leads to a weak son, and a strong mother leads to a strong son. The ancients were right."

"What your Majesty said is true."

"Go back."

"My minister retire."

"Let's go to Concubine Min's Yilan Palace today."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

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Confucius Mansion.

The century-old bluestone brick floor was mottled with light and shadow, and tea smoke curled up from the sandalwood table in the hall.

"Uncle, the prince has arrived at the post station. Should we go to greet him?"

The young man stood with his body bent, his brows slightly furrowed, and the hem of his brocade robe swayed slightly with his movements.

The middle-aged man sat upright on the armchair, stroking his long beard slowly and leisurely. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he felt very proud.

"No need to mobilize a large force." His voice was neither hurried nor slow. "Tell the Fifth House to take the people."

After saying that, he picked up the teacup and took a sip. The hot steam blurred the expression between his brows.

When the news came that the daughter of the fifth house was chosen as the consort of the tenth prince, he had doubts. He wondered if His Majesty intended to let their guard down and take them down regardless of the world's opposition.

Now that my niece has gone through the enthronement ceremony and has become the principal wife of the Tenth Prince, although they have not yet married, the marriage between the Kong family and the royal family is a foregone conclusion.

Someone in the court told him that His Majesty had already drafted an imperial edict to confer the title of Duke of Yansheng.

During this year's spring festival, the prince will go to Qufu with the Minister of Rites, the Minister of Taichang Temple and other officials. He has long regarded the position of Yansheng Duke as a sure thing.

"Uncle, will the people from the fifth house take away the position of Duke Yansheng?"

"The eldest son is the heir, and I'm still alive and well. No matter what, it will never be the Fifth Branch's turn to become Yansheng Duke. If Your Majesty overrides so many others and makes the Fifth Branch the heir... the Ninth Prince is made Crown Prince because of the eldest son. If this breaks the rules, then with more than a dozen princes being your biological sons, how will Your Majesty ensure that the Ninth Prince secures the Crown Prince position?"