Chapter 352 Taking You as the Standard

After a moment of silence, he hesitated and asked: "How did the master reply?"

"Ignore it." Chu Qinghuang said, "For the time being, we should focus on government affairs. We need to select students, rectify the government's agenda, and train loyal ministers and good generals. We have no intention of thinking about those romantic affairs."

Hearing this, Fucang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Master is right."

Chu Qinghuang glanced at him: "Where are you?"

"My master is an emperor who cares about the world, and what he cares about is his family, country, the world, and the common people and the country, not the love between his children." Fu Cang's flattery flowed naturally and smoothly, "When the master is firmly established, everyone in the court will belong to the master." With confidants and loyal ministers and good generals, Xiqi is becoming stronger day by day, and it is not too late to talk about romance. "

By then he should have returned to his master, and his master could spend time with him. He could make his master happy, and he could also stop his master's rotten peach blossoms.

"Well, that's what I think too, so I'll wait until you get back." Chu Qinghuang said in a calm tone, "If there are really handsome young men with good looks, we can select them together, and if there are suitable ones, we can put them into the harem."

Choose together?

Fucang couldn't help but pursed his lips again, lowered his head and said, "Master, what do you think...is the suitable standard?"

"It's hard to say for the time being." Chu Qinghuang's expression was calm, "There are always a few good young people in the world waiting for me to choose. If it doesn't work out, I will use you as the standard. He looks better than you and has better martial arts than you. He is better than you at playing chess, calligraphy and painting... If there is such a talented young man, he might consider taking him into the harem."

Take him as the standard?

Fucang frowned and said nothing, but secretly swore in his heart that he would never let such a person appear.

Appearance is something he is born with, and he has no control over it. There should be a lot of good-looking people in the world, but even if there are people who are better than him in terms of martial arts, they are definitely in the minority.

There should be fewer people who can surpass him in appearance and martial arts at the same time.

Therefore, as long as he learns piano, chess, calligraphy and painting more masterly, there will be even fewer people who can surpass him in all aspects in the future.

Fu Cang made up his mind to be the most powerful one and not let anyone surpass him. In this case, the master would definitely not be satisfied with them.

As long as he works hard to please his master, is proficient in all the eighteen martial arts, serves his master meticulously and thoughtfully, so that his master can trust him without any worries, and cultivates his master's appetite, others will naturally not be able to attract his attention.

Fucang was making small calculations secretly, but he didn't know that Chu Qinghuang had heard his inner thoughts clearly and clearly.

The corners of her lips couldn't help but rise. Chu Qinghuang looked at the boundless blue sky and the endless mountains, secretly thinking that today was such a good weather day that she couldn't help but feel better.

However, this idea lasted only half a day, and the sky became gloomy after lunch, and it looked like it was going to rain at any time.

Chu Qinghuang sat in the room drinking tea: "God is not kind to me. It will rain outside soon. It will definitely be inconvenient to go for a walk or something. Can you make me some tea?"

Fu Cang's eyes lit up: "Cooking tea?"

Chu Qinghuang raised his eyebrows: "Have you learned it?"

"Yes." Fucang nodded, "There was a master who was good at tea-making in the mountains who taught me several times. I thought that after learning it, I could often make tea for my master when I go back. Moreover, learning the process of making tea can also cultivate my character. Get rid of the impetuousness in your body and make your mind peaceful.”

Chu Qinghuang raised her lips: "Yes, what you say is getting better and better."

Fu Cang was humble: "Master has trained me well."

Chu Qinghuang just smiled and said nothing.

Fucang quickly brought the tea set, boiled water to make tea, and cleaned the tea cup. He performed a series of actions as smoothly as clouds and flowing water.

Chu Qinghuang held her chin up and looked at him, her eyes falling on his delicate and beautiful profile: "Fu Cang."

"master."

"Your face is to my liking," she said, "and your temperament is also to my liking."

Fu Cang paused slightly, feeling sweet in his heart, but he didn't know how to respond for a moment, so he only nodded lightly: "Yes."

Chu Qinghuang chuckled and did not disturb him again.

The room was soon filled with the fragrance of tea. Fucang brought the brewed tea to Chu Qinghuang with expectation in his eyes: "Master, taste it and see how it tastes?"

Chu Qinghuang took a sip: "Yes, it has the smell of clear springs in the mountains."

"This is made from the cleanest spring water on the mountain." Fucang said, "If the master likes it, I will make tea for the master every day from now on."

Chu Qinghuang stretched out her hand and pinched his face: "I asked you to come out to study with a teacher just so you can make tea for me in the future?"

"No." Fu Cang shook his head, "But it doesn't take long to make tea. I can make it for the master to drink while he is resting."

This means that he will not delay business, and will be busy when he should be busy. When he is free, he will make a cup of tea for his master and enjoy the quiet time between the two of them.

Chu Qinghuang thought about that scene and thought it was pretty good.