Chapter 270 The Prince’s Education

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Liu Chan is really worried about this problem now. After all, the territory of the Han Dynasty has expanded. It is no longer the small court of the Shu Han Dynasty in history, but lives in the middle of Shu.

"Okay!" Liu Chan nodded and said, "Then we will do it according to my father's wishes."

"Old minister accepts the order!"

Zhuge Liang breathed a sigh of relief. He was actually a little worried that the emperor would not agree. After all, Liu Chan arranged for Wei Yan to attack Jinzhong.

After saying this, Zhuge Liang stood up and left.

After staying in Xuanshi Hall for several hours, Liu Chan was already a little tired. After Zhuge Liang left, he stood up, stretched, and called out: "Fu'an!"

"The slave is here!"

Fu'an nodded in response.

Liu Chan: "Showing the Lanlin Palace."

Fu'an: "No!"

After Fu'an agreed, he immediately shouted: "Your Majesty, take off."

Liu Chan rolled his eyes, this old guy cooperated well.

......

Lanlin Hall.

Wang Yuanji is teaching Liu Yan to write in the study.

"Mother!"

Liu Yan became a little absent-minded as he wrote. He put down the brush and said with a sweet voice: "Mother, the child has been writing for almost an hour. Can you let the child rest for a while?"

Wang Yuanji was very strict in disciplining Liu Yan.

Liu Yan is just over four years old this year. In addition to studying with the teacher for an hour every day, after returning to Lanlin Palace, she also has to practice calligraphy for another hour under the supervision of her mother Wang Yuanji.

"Write one more page and then you can rest." Wang Yuanji said seriously.

"Mother!" Liu Yan said: "Why did the two royal brothers not have to practice writing after they returned to the palace, but the child had to write? The teacher did not let the child practice writing."

Liu Yan was very puzzled. Liu Chan had four sons in total, the eldest son Liu Tan and the second son Liu Chen. They were both born in the 10th year of Jianxing of the Han Dynasty (AD 232). They are already seven years old this year, so they are so early.

I have already learned knowledge from the teacher arranged by Liu Chan.

The remaining two princes are the third prince Liu Yan and the fourth prince Liu Rui.

Liu Yan is four years old and Liu Rui is three years old.

According to Liu Tan and Liu Chen's school entrance age, they both started studying at the age of five, so according to this standard, Liu Yan and Liu Rui can still play as much as they want now.

Just——

Liu Rui is the only one who is having fun now.

Because as early as the end of last year, Wang Yuanji, with Liu Chan's consent, asked four-year-old Liu Yan to study at Taiyuan University with her two royal brothers.

It is understandable that he entered Taixue one year early.

However, in addition to studying at Taiyuan College every day, he also had to practice calligraphy when he came back. After a long time, Liu Yan started to complain a little.

Because he asked the two royal brothers that they only need to study at Taiyuan College every day, and they will not need to write when they go back.

‘We are both princes, why don’t the two royal brothers write, but I do.’

Wang Yuanji glanced at her son and was not angry. Instead, she said with sincerity: "Yan'er, my mother asked you to practice writing for an hour every day. This is for your own good."

"Why?" Liu Yan asked.

Wang Yuanji: "Because you are the prince of the Han Dynasty."

Liu Yan: "But the two royal brothers are also princes of the Han Dynasty."

Wang Yuanji: "That's because the two royal brothers have already learned how to write, so there is no need to practice anymore, but you have just entered Taixue for the first time, so you need to study more."

While mother and son were having a conversation, Liu Chan had already walked over. Listening to the conversation between Wang Yuanji and his son, Liu Chan walked into the study with a smile.

"Father!"

Seeing Liu Chan, Liu Yan immediately put down his brush and ran towards Liu Chan.

"Yan'er, did you make mother angry again?" Liu Chan deliberately became serious.

"My son..." Liu Yan was stunned.

"Your Majesty!" Wang Yuanji said slightly, "I have met your Majesty."

"No gifts for my beloved concubine."

Liu Chan naturally knew why Wang Yuanji educated his son, but in front of his son, he had to support his mother, otherwise the little bastard would be lawless in the future.

Not to mention, Liu Yan is really afraid of his father.

Seeing Liu Chan talking to his mother, Liu Yan saluted and then ran to the desk to sit down and write.

Seeing this, Wang Yuanji shook her head helplessly.

Just now I was clamoring to take a rest, but now I am being honest.

Liu Yan has just entered school for a few months and has not learned many words, and they are all simple words, but his writing is still crooked.

"Yan'er, why do you still write like a tadpole essay?" Liu Chan asked deliberately.

Xiao Liu Yan didn't dare to say anything, but still wrote seriously.

Wang Yuanji on the side walked over and sat down, glanced at the tadpole essay on the paper, and said with a smile: "Yan'er has just entered school and has made some progress recently."

Parents always scold them, which is naturally not good.

At this moment, his father scolded him, and as a mother, Wang Yuanji deliberately praised him.

Hearing Wang Yuanji's praise, Liu Chan also smiled, then stood up, held little Liu Yan's little hand, and said kindly: "Father, I teach you."

"Thank you, Father!" Liu Yan said in a sweet voice.

"Horizontal, vertical..." Liu Chan read aloud while holding his son's hand, while Liu Yan followed his father's strength and wrote smoothly.

Wang Yuanji on the side looked at this scene and felt very warm in her heart.

Father is kind and son is filial, I hope this will always be the case.

In just one cup of tea, Liu Chan had already taught Liu Yan to write two pages. Looking at the dozen pages written next to him, Liu Chan put down his brush and said with a smile: "That's all for today, let's go and have some fun."
Liu Yan is only four years old and is naturally playful.

Hearing that his father asked him to play, he was naturally filled with joy.

"Thank you, Father!"

The little guy saluted and ran out, followed by two little eunuchs and two little palace maids waiting on him.

After Liu Yan left, Wang Yuanji and Liu Chan were the only two people left in the room.

"Thank you for your hard work, my beloved concubine!" Liu Chan said: "Yan'er is still young, so there is no need to be too anxious."

"Not young anymore, he is already four years old." Wang Yuanji said.

Four years old——

Liu Chan was secretly helpless, thinking that when I was four years old, I was still busy playing in the mud all day long. Even if I went to kindergarten when I was five years old, it was still for fun.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel sorry for my son.

It’s not easy to be a prince.

If you are in a powerful empire, that would be fine. If you are in a small, weak country, becoming a prince is the most pitiful status. If you are not careful, you may become a prisoner.

Even in a powerful empire, palace battles must be avoided.

But for now, Liu Chan is still a little relieved, that is, the concubines in his harem are getting along in harmony.

If you meet a woman who reminds you of those in palace fighting dramas.

I still have to worry about dying...

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Liu Chan talked to Wang Yuanji for a while, talking about Liu Yan's education. Finally, he suddenly frowned on purpose. Wang Yuanji was a little confused and asked: "Your Majesty, what's bothering you?"<

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Having been married to Liu Chan for several years, Wang Yuanji still has a certain understanding of Liu Chan's temperament.

Whenever he encounters something difficult to decide, he will frown unintentionally.

Seeing Liu Chan frowning at this time, she instinctively felt that the emperor had encountered something troublesome. After all, Liu Chan was the emperor of the Han Dynasty, and he had to face many things every day.

But as soon as Wang Yuanji finished speaking, Liu Chan smiled: "I have nothing to worry about."

"Really?" Wang Yuanji asked.

Liu Chan: "Really."

"Okay!" Wang Yuanji sighed deliberately: "That's because I'm overthinking."

Is she worried?

She didn't.

Because Liu Chan had something on his mind, he came to Lanlin Hall now to ask Wang Yuanji to analyze something with him. Seeing her sigh, Liu Chan also sighed, and then asked pretending to be confused: "My dear concubine, I have something to do.

I want to chat with my beloved concubine, is it possible?"

Wang Yuanji: "Your Majesty, please speak."

"My concubine thinks..." Liu Chan lowered his voice deliberately, and then asked: "My concubine thinks that I am a former general, is it credible?"

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