Chapter 3 — The Seventh Princess is the National Teacher

In my mind, I thought: 【I don't know if the tyrant father knows, in the prime minister's study, that secret compartment also hides bribe receipt books from officials everywhere...】 I yawned, half-closed my eyes. Nhan Tieu ordered me to be taken back to Truong Xuan palace.

“Commission, I want to go to the Prime Minister's palace to reward chrysanthemums.”

The prime minister's legs are soft:

"Your Majesty, my house... the chrysanthemum has not bloomed yet..."

Nhan Tieu smiled without reaching his eyes:

"It's okay, I like to look at flowers that haven't bloomed yet."

That night, the Prime Minister donated all his assets to the national treasury to atone for his sins. Under the light, Nhan Tieu opened the book "Notes on Seventh Princess's Soul". Dot the cinnabar and circle the words "Ye harsh" and "Tuong Van" (auspicious). Then cross it all out. Finally, write down one word: "National Teacher".

4

I lay face down on my mother's shoulders, being hugged in the flower garden to bask in the sun. My third birthday just passed. In the eyes of others, I am a prodigy. A normal three-year-old child can't memorize the Three Character Sutra yet, yet I read it fluently.

“Niang Niang, General Ta's wife brought the young master to greet him.”

The palace maid quietly reported. My ears immediately stood up. Thank you, general? Isn't he the loyal minister guarding the northern border? Later, the tyrant used the excuse of colluding with the enemy to betray the Nine Clans!

“Pass it on.”

My mother gently adjusted my lopsided bun. From a distance, a proud woman walked forward, next to her was a boy about five or six years old. Even though he wore a brocade robe, his sharp aura was clearly visible, like an unsheathed sword.

“My father pays a visit to Princess Tu Nghi.”

Lady Ta bowed to pay her respects. The other boy was staring at me. Suddenly burst out:

“Niang, this sister is so beautiful!”

My face is red. Really good, at such a young age he already knows how to flirt. Mother smiled, raised my small hand and waved. We begin to recall the original work. Young master of the Ta family... Ah! Isn't that Ta Lam Uyen? At the age of fourteen, he went to the battlefield and fought until Bac Dich cried for his father and mother. But in the end, he died unjustly in prison, a waste of a young hero's life. While thinking, a commotion came from far away. Three lavishly dressed teenagers gathered around. The leader arrogantly raised his head:

“Yo, aren't you a mongrel from the Ta family?”

“Your Highness, please keep your word.”

Lady Ta immediately covered her son behind her back. The third prince not only did not hesitate, but also reached out to push Ta Lam Uyen:

"Your father is not a gatekeeper..."

“Awesome!”

A pebble the size of a walnut accurately hit his forehead. The whole school was as quiet as paper. Because the one who threw it... was me. Nhan·Three years old·Khinh Khinh.

“Contempt!”

The mother cried out in alarm and quickly covered her mouth with her hand. I waved my small fist:

"Bad! Fight!"

My heart screamed: 【Let you dare to bully the future god of war! If I wasn't the tofu shape I am now, I would have thrown you over my shoulder into the lotus pond a long time ago!】

“Disrespectful!”

The voice of the tyrant father suddenly came from behind the fake mountain. Everyone in the garden quickly knelt down. Only I am still baring my fangs and claws. Nhan Tieu strode over. Glancing at the lump on the third prince's forehead, then at the remaining stone in my hand. His eyes finally stopped on Ta Lam Uyen.

"Your Majesty forgive me! Contempt was not intentional..."

My mother's voice is lost Go. I roared in my heart: 【It was those three bastards who bullied me first! Little General Xie will later be able to maintain half of the country for you! If you don't educate your children now, they will later become pests of a country that will lose its home!】 Nhan Tieu raised his eyebrows and looked at Ta Lam Uyen:

“Do you know 'Sun Tzu's Art of War'?”

Ta Lam Uyen raised his head:

“I know!”

“Good.”

Nhan Tieu nodded with satisfaction.

“From now on, Ta Lam Uyen enters the palace as a reading companion for Princess Seven.”

“Phew!”

I sprayed a mouthful of saliva onto the tyrant's sleeve. What's going on? Are you planning to give me an adopted husband from a young age?

“Father!”

The third prince couldn't help but scream.

"He's just the son of a martial artist, what can he rely on..."

“Go back, copy ‘Analects’ twenty times.”

Nhan Tieu shouted coldly.

“Starting now.”

Waiting for everyone to retreat, my tyrant father pinched my cheeks.

“Does Khinh Khinh like the Ta family boy?”

I blinked my eyes, looking innocent:

“A~ ya~”

In my heart I screamed: 【I'm only three years old! But the person who asked if he likes guys, is it suitable? But... this is the heroic teenager who single-handedly held Yen Mon Quan for thirty days! Although the ending was tragic... but how can I save the Ta family?】 Nhan Tieu thoughtfully glanced at me, turned and left. The young boy was taken to the royal study room and saw a few military books and a wooden sword that fit his hand on the table.

“Your Majesty said, every morning the young master plays with the Seventh Princess, and in the afternoon he studies literature and practices martial arts.”

The eunuch respectfully conveyed the words. A few days later, Ta Lam Uyen scratched his head in confusion:

“Speaking of readers, why do I feel like I'm behind in studying?”

Furthermore, every time he encountered difficulty while practicing martial arts, that fragrant little princess was always by his side muttering some strange words:

“The principle of leverage is that the closer the fulcrum is to the heavy object, the more effective it is…”

I mumbled while sucking my finger. Not long after, Ta Lam Uyen's spearmanship improved rapidly.