Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Chapter 251 Go to the Inn.

After changing into a pair of clean shoes and socks, Qi Pan took Eleven to find Fusu.

Fusu was busy carving and printing books with some ministers and craftsmen.

As soon as he saw Qi Pan coming, Fusu quickly put down the wood in his hand and walked towards Qi Pan.

"Master, why are you here?"

Qi Pan: "I just happened to be free, so I came to take a look."

The busy ministers and craftsmen hurriedly paid their respects to Qi Pan.

"National Division."

"Ah."

Qi Pan said, "No need to be so polite, just continue with your work."

"promise."

The ministers and craftsmen nodded their heads and continued with their work.

But inevitably, the movements of my hands were a little slower than before.

Not that focused either.

They all quietly paid a little attention, pricked up their ears and secretly watched Qi Pan.

This is the national teacher.

They rarely see the national teacher on weekdays.

Qi Pan didn't notice the actions of the ministers and craftsmen, but just scanned the printed paper.

Chao Fusu asked, "How much have you printed in the past few days?"

Fusu said, "Not much, only a few hundred copies were printed, and the combined classics only consisted of two or three volumes."

"There's still work to do."

"By the way, you're not going to my father's place today?"

Fusu looked at Qipan with some confusion.

Most of the time, the Imperial Master stays by his father's side.

Either he was copying something or he was reading memorials.

Fusu already knew that Ying Zheng asked Qi Pan to read the memorials.

And there is no objection to this.

Qi Pan is the imperial teacher of the Qin Dynasty. What's wrong with learning how to read memorials?

it's common.

If Ying Zheng had not already taught him, Fusu would have wanted to teach Qi Pan himself.

Qi Pan shook his head and walked towards the craftsman who was carving the wood.

"No, it's boring to stay in the hall all day."

"I came out to walk around and get some fresh air."

Seeing that Qipan was interested in carving, Fusu took Qipan with him and introduced it to her.

Although he also knew that it was Qi Pan who invented movable type printing, she must be very familiar with it.

But Fusu still couldn't help but act as a commentator for Qi Pan.

Every step and every process was explained to Qi Pan in detail.

Then he took out a set of tools and wooden blocks and gave Qi Pan some practice.

Qi Pan didn't refuse either.

It just so happens that she has never carved any words herself.

It’s not a bad idea to give it a try.

He took the tools and wood block and started carving according to the drawn pattern.

Fusu sat next to Qipan and continued to do his previous work.

There were only eleven people who were bored, paying attention to protecting Qi Pan's safety.

He then looked at Fusu, the ministers and craftsmen who were busy working with their heads down.

...........

Time flies, and it is time to go to the inn to collect corn.

I got up early in the morning.

After reuniting with Ying Zheng with Eleven and Wangcai.

He then said hello to all the ministers and got on the carriage to the inn.

In the carriage.

Qi Pan leaned against the side of the carriage, which was very stable.

There was a soft cushion under Qi Pan's butt.

She leaned back comfortably, her hand still touching Wangcai's head.

Wangcai was lying next to Qipan, also with a soft cushion under him.

It lay with its two front paws in front of its body, with its chin resting on its paws.

With half-closed eyes, it let Qi Pan stroke its head.

Seeing how it seemed to be enjoying itself, Qi Pan began to suspect that what he was raising was not a tiger but a cat.

This little expression of enjoyment looks just like a cat having its fur stroked.

Qi Pan reached out and scratched Wangcai's chin.

"Ow~"

Wangcai cried out "wooo wooo".

If you ignore the tiger patterns on its body, it is just a big cat that knows how to act coquettishly.

It’s still a super cute big cat.

Seeing that Qi Pan was having a great time, Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the other side, said gently.

"It can be seen that the Imperial Master likes it very much."

"Of course."

Qi Pan was playing with Wangcai while talking to Ying Zheng.

"Of course I like cute and coquettish animals."

Qipan was playing with Wangcai while chatting with Ying Zheng from time to time.

Until the carriage entered the mountains.

Qi Pan lifted the curtain and looked at the familiar scenery outside.

Every time she came back here, she could always recall the day when she had just traveled through time and met Ying Zheng and the others.

It’s really funny when you think about it.

It's also her fault for being so thick-skinned.

It took so long to discover.

And when I first discovered it, I couldn't believe it and I deceived myself for a long time.

Until she came out of the mountains and saw Eleven and others killing people in front of her.

Only then did she truly face the reality.

Admit that you have really traveled through time.

I gradually accepted this fact.

So far, she feels she is adjusting well.

Maybe it’s because Brother Zheng is by her side.

So she didn't feel too much discomfort.

Qi Pan turned his head and looked at Ying Zheng on the side.

Ying Zheng happened to be looking outside through the curtain that Qi Pan had opened.

When Qi Pan turned around, she met his gaze.

Ying Zheng: "What's wrong? Imperial Master?"

Qi Pan: "Brother, I just feel so lucky all of a sudden."

"Luckily I came to your world, and fortunately I met you."

If she were to travel through time to a more primitive dynasty, whether it was the Three Kingdoms, Sui Dynasty, Qing Dynasty, the Republic of China, or even the war years.

She really didn't know what to do.

I don’t know how long I can live.

She really doesn't know much about other dynasties.

My knowledge of the Three Kingdoms is limited to watching the TV series Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Until there came Cao Cao, Lu Bu, Zhuge Liang, Zhou Yu and others.

But as for what happened between them, she only remembered things like visiting Zhuge Liang three times at his thatched cottage, borrowing arrows from a boat, and the empty city plan.

There is also Zhou Yu fighting Huang Gai, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten.

She really didn't know anything else.

Oh, yes, there is one more.

Cao Cao likes my wife.

Pray for the curtain to be lowered.

When Ying Zheng heard Qi Pan's words, a rare hint of tenderness appeared in his black eyes.

"I am also very lucky to have met you in this life."

"Ow~"

Wangcai, who was lying down, seemed to understand what Qipan and Ying Zheng said.

He let out a howl.

Qipan smiled and touched Wangcai's head.

In the bright eyes, sparkling.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Master has arrived."

Xia Lin, who was sitting outside the carriage, whispered something inside.

"Okay, got it."

Qi Pan responded and was the first to lift the curtain and go out.

"National Division!"

As soon as she got off the carriage, Qi Pan saw Twelve people running towards her.

He bared his teeth and roared foolishly from a distance.

Qi Pan also raised his voice and replied, "Twelve!"

"Hey, Imperial Master, Your Majesty, you are here!"

Twelve stood several steps away from Qi Pan.

Ying Zheng got off the carriage and nodded to Twelve.

Pray to put Wangcai on the ground.

As soon as Wangcai landed, he ran around happily as if he had returned to his own nest.

After the other ministers got off the carriage, they surrounded and stood behind Ying Zheng and Qi Pan.

Some ministers who came here for the first time looked around curiously.

I dare not do it too obviously.

He only took a few quick glances and then looked away, not daring to look around again.