After retiring from the engagement, God of War was criticized crazily for him to be soft and hard Chapter 194 What Kind of Doctor Chu Shenyi Wants to Find
Chapter 194 What Kind of Doctor Chu Shenyi Wants to Find
The three milk dumplings were far smarter than their peers. Chu Qingwan did not want to send them to school, but planned to find a teacher to teach them according to their aptitude.
There are many talented people in Kyoto, but famous and capable gentlemen are rarely arrogant. She has little foundation here, so it would be difficult for her to have someone specialize in educating her children.
Chu Qingwan couldn't help but feel upset. When he went to give Mo Jingyu acupuncture, he still had no idea.
Mo Jingyu noticed that she was in a bad mood and asked: "Doctor Chu, what are you worried about?"
Chu Qingwan said: "I want to find a husband for my three children, but I don't have many connections in Kyoto, so I'm thinking about where to start."
Mo Jingyu was surprised: "I think they are quite literate and can also write poems. Why don't they have a teacher to teach them?"
Chu Qingwan said: "That's all what I taught you."
The three little ones have always been by her side. She has taught them to read and write since they were three years old. Later, she discovered that Tuan Tuan and Yuanyuan had their own talents, so she put them in corresponding environments to practice.
Although they have mastered many things, they are disorganized and will not be conducive to their growth in the long run.
Mo Jingyu knew Chu Qingwan a little better and secretly admired him.
Those three children were really well brought up, but if I ask myself, if they had grown up under his hands, they would never have been so lovable.
But having said that, it is really hard for her to raise three children by herself.
Mo Jingyu naturally took this matter into his own hands: "What is Divine Doctor Chu looking for?"
Chu Qingwan summed it up in one sentence: "There are those who have real talent and practical learning."
Mo Jingyu thought for a while: "I have someone who recommended it."
Chu Qingwan asked: "Who?"
Mo Jingyu replied: "My teacher."
Chu Qingwan was shocked.
She had heard about Mo Jingyu's teacher. He was a genius who won three yuans in a row forty years ago. He was once the Tutor of the East Palace.
Later, the prince was deposed and he was imprisoned. Now that he has ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world, he was acquitted. And because of the shortage of talents in the court, he was invited to return to the court and successively entered the Imperial Academy, the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the Cabinet.
Fifteen years ago, Jin Shang wanted to establish a prince and asked him to serve as Tai Tu again, but he refused on the grounds that he already had Mo Jingyu under his command.
In the next six years, he devoted all his resources to teaching each other, and Mo Jing Yu Qing excelled and became his most proud student.
Everyone thought that the Dayan Dynasty would produce another prodigy who won three yuan in a row, but it didn't happen.
Nine years ago, someone plotted against Mo Jingyu and he was pushed to the battlefield at the age of fourteen. He tried his best to remonstrate and failed to stop it. Instead, he angered his superiors and was demoted to a commoner until today.
Chu Qingwan wanted to give the three little ones the best, but she never dared to dream of such a genius, so she asked cautiously: "Is it okay?"
Mo Jingyu burst out laughing: "I am a book editor and a teacher. He is an old man who loves talents and will like them."
Chu Qingwan's lips curled up, her brows and eyes filled with joy: "Thank you very much, Your Highness."
Perhaps he was infected by her smile, and Mo Jingyu felt happy in his heart, so he blurted out: "Why don't you just say thank you?"
Chu Qingwan asked back: "Then how do you want to thank me?"
Mo Jingyu was slightly startled and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, just remember it first."
Chu Qingwan agreed simply: "Okay."
After the diagnosis and treatment was over, she left humming a little song. Lin Yu came in and pushed Mo Jingyu to the bathroom, but heard him say: "Go to the study first."
Lin Yu was puzzled: "Your Majesty, there is no urgent business today."
Mo Jingyu said: "I'm not working, I'm just writing letters."
Lin Yu didn't ask any further questions and pushed him to the study room to polish his ink.
Mo Jingyu thought for a long time before writing. It took a long time, but he only wrote half a page.
He stamped his private seal, waited for the ink to dry, sealed the envelope, and told the secret guard hidden in the night: "Send it to the teacher overnight."
Lin Yu's expression changed drastically: "Your Majesty, what happened?"
Mo Jingyu said calmly: "Nothing, just helping those three little guys find their husband."