PFC Chapter 105 Meeting the Crown Prince
Chapter 105 Meeting the Crown Prince
Everyone looked at Jia Hu, who was secretly gloating, with concern. Was the child under too much pressure? Something felt off.
Zhang Heming coughed twice.
"Hu'er, are you happy for the New Year? Is there anything you're worried about?"
I was just starting to have a bit of a split personality, but now I'm in a really good mood.
"Grandfather, Hu'er is very happy and has nothing to worry about."
"That's good. I was worried that you might be under too much pressure in your life. Just like your cousin, he was under too much academic pressure before, and he was a bit off for a while."
Having no other choice, Zhang Heming could only use his eldest grandson.
Zhang Shiyan, I didn't, it wasn't me, don't talk nonsense, this is ruining my image in front of my little cousin!
Jia Hu was surprised. His cousin, who was so capable, always had a gentle smile, and was incredibly elegant at such a young age, could also be like this. This showed that too much pressure was bad; it could drive a person crazy.
Jia Hu looked at his cousin with concern.
"Cousin, are you alright now? Even if you're working hard, you need to balance work and rest. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. You're already amazing."
Zhang Shiyan felt better.
Zhang Heming laughed:
"Hu'er, don't worry, your cousin is fine now. After your grandfather found out, he talked to your cousin and he's all better now."
My grandfather meant that if you're under pressure, you can talk to someone you trust, and everyone will try to find a solution.
Jia Hu touched it, then smiled sheepishly.
"I'm fine, I'm perfectly alright, Grandfather."
"Then Grandfather can rest assured."
Zhang Heming was relieved. It was probably just that the child's thoughts were too changeable. He should be fine now.
Zhang Shiyan didn't know why, but he kept wanting to laugh. His little cousin was just too cute.
Jia She laughed inwardly, thinking how capable his son was, though his inner thoughts were a little strange.
Many people came to report that the Crown Prince had left the palace. Because the Crown Prince had come out in private and without much fanfare, the Zhang family arranged for people to guard the palace gate.
Everyone hurried to the main gate to wait. Soon, a carriage, not lavishly decorated, arrived. Before anyone could even greet them, a man's voice rang out.
"Master, no need for such formalities."
The curtain on the carriage was lifted by a hand, revealing a handsome young man in his twenties. He was dressed in a jade-colored brocade robe, which made him appear even more refined and elegant, yet could not conceal his noble royal bearing.
Jia Hu took a liking to this person at first glance. This person was definitely a good person. Jia Hu's experience in his previous life made him very sensitive to people's auras and very accurate in judging people. If he felt uncomfortable with someone at first glance, there was definitely something wrong with them.
Although this person exudes an air of nobility, he is surprisingly approachable.
Zhang Heming laughed:
"The etiquette cannot be abolished."
After bowing to everyone, he led the carriage towards the mansion.
Upon arriving at the residence, the Crown Prince alighted from his carriage, and everyone bowed to him, which he accepted with a smile.
At this moment, another child jumped down from the carriage. He was also dressed in jade-colored clothes and looked exactly like the prince. However, he was clearly pampered and spoiled, and was still somewhat naive and innocent.
Everyone was startled when they saw him jump directly off the carriage.
The Crown Prince helplessly poked his little grandson's head and said:
"What if you get hurt in this panic?"
The young prince tilted his head back and said with a smile:
"No, Father, I practice martial arts, and I'm incredibly skilled."
"No matter how skilled you are, it won't work. Have you ever thought about the consequences if you get injured?"
A cold, clear voice came from the carriage. A cool young boy dressed in blue stepped out of the carriage. He was as cold as ice despite his young age. He was also very handsome, but he had a completely different feeling from the Crown Prince.
The once fearless young prince immediately lowered his head and obediently said:
"Little Imperial Uncle, I know I was wrong, I won't do it again next time."
Zhang Heming was somewhat surprised that the twelfth prince had also come.
The crown prince watched with a smile as his son and younger brother interacted. Sure enough, it was his younger brother who could keep this mischievous boy in check.
"I apologize for my intrusion and for disturbing you."
The twelfth prince spoke up, explaining that he hadn't informed the Zhang family beforehand. He had only come today because his nephew had been boasting about Jia Hu for several days and he had become interested in him.
Zhang Zhiyuan quickly replied, "It is an honor to have the Twelfth Prince grace my humble abode with his presence."
The Crown Prince laughed and said:
"I'm just out for a stroll today, visiting my master. There's no need for such formality."
Zhang Heming smiled and led everyone to the warm pavilion.
Jia Hu listened quietly and obediently to the Crown Prince and Zhang Heming's conversation.
Zhang Heming knew Jia Hu's thoughts and that he wanted to test the Crown Prince, so he deliberately asked a few questions about the court to test the Crown Prince. Since he was the Crown Prince's tutor, the Crown Prince did not find the sudden questions strange and answered them very seriously.
Seeing the Grand Tutor earnestly questioning the Crown Prince, the others fell silent. Even the young grandson of the Emperor, who was sitting next to Zhang Shiyan, listened attentively, not daring to interrupt.
Jia Hu inwardly gave his grandfather a huge thumbs up. He was still thinking about how to achieve his goal indirectly when his grandfather asked him.
After listening to several questions, Jia Hu thought his maternal grandfather was truly remarkable, as his questions covered various aspects of the imperial court.
He was also quite satisfied with the Crown Prince's attitude, and Jia Hu nodded in approval in his heart.
[This crown prince is quite capable. He seems gentle and mild-mannered, but his methods are anything but. He's not the indecisive type, and he treats his maternal grandfather with great respect. He's a good leader, and his maternal grandfather's judgment is commendable.]
Zhang Heming stroked his beard with satisfaction. "Alright, I'll keep my achievements hidden."
Zhang Zhiyuan and Zhang Shiyan were very happy that the Crown Prince had gained recognition. The Crown Prince found it amusing to see everyone so approving of him, wondering how someone his age could still receive such praise for answering the Grand Tutor's questions.
Jia She recalled what his father had said: his family had now gotten on the Crown Prince's side.
Everyone present was satisfied, except for the twelfth prince, Situ Yi, who was completely shocked. What was going on? A child's voice was speaking, but no one reacted. Judging from the voice, it should be Zhang Taifu's grandson, so the only one present should be Jia Hu.
Situ Yi looked at the well-behaved and adorable child sitting there, and didn't hear a sound, but he was sure he wasn't imagining things.
Hearing that Jia Hu was satisfied, Zhang Heming stopped asking questions and praised the Crown Prince with satisfaction.
The atmosphere softened, and the young prince couldn't help but ask Zhang Shiyan:
"Brother Shi Yan, weren't you going to introduce me to Brother Hu'er?"
When Situ Minghe saw Jia Hu, he was afraid of making a mistake and being impolite, so he asked Zhang Shiyan.
Zhang Shiyan smiled and pulled Jia Hu over, saying:
"This is my little brother Hu'er."
Jia Hu laughed and said:
"Greetings, Your Highness the Imperial Grandson."
The young prince immediately came over and pulled Jia Hu away.
"Hello, little brother Hu'er. You can call me brother Minghe. You're amazing. I've heard all about you."