Da Qin: The First Emperor wanted to train me to be the empress

Facing his father's hopeful gaze, Xu Man slowly said, "I think they are just too idle."

"Find more things for them to do. If they fall asleep when they are tired, they won't have time to figure out what else is going on."

"I wonder if your highness has any suggestions?"

Li Si humbly asked for advice. His Majesty had left this matter to him to solve, but the results had been limited.

After listening to His Highness Hua Zhang's words today, I always feel that she can give me some advice.

"As a Confucian, don't you just like to study classics and history? Annotate them?"

Xu Man raised his eyebrows and smiled, "We might as well provide them with a few in-depth books for them to study carefully."

"Or maybe they took the Analects of Confucius, which they regarded as sacred music, and spread it according to their own annotations, leaving them to worry about it."

"It's easy to find such in-depth works, but how else can I comment on the Analects?"

Meng Yi was interested and asked curiously, "Besides the Confucians, who else is better at interpreting the Analects of Confucius than them?"

He felt that His Highness Hua Zhang's smile just now was terrifying.

It was obviously a cute smile, but looking through Meng Yi's eyes, I always felt that there was evil hidden in her heart.

Li Si: "Meng Shangqing is right. Everything else is easy to say. The Analects of Confucius is their Confucian classic after all. How can others compare it with their professionals?"

Not to mention that Meng Yi was surprised by His Highness Hua Zhang's smile, even Li Si was surprised.

"Pfft..."

When Xu Man heard the questions from the two ministers, he remembered the "Wang Yu" spoofed on the Internet in later generations, and one of them burst into laughter without holding back.

[Wow hahaha...I can finally take out "The Whispering Language". 】

[However, it is better not to take out all of it, but only take part of it, leaving some space for my father and ministers to use their imagination. 】

[Pfft hahaha... I wonder if those Confucian guys will be mad when they see something they regard as sacred music being interpreted in this way?look forward to……】

Ying Zheng: "..." What is Xiaonizi making trouble again?
What "whispering language"?
Facing the curious looks of the monarch and his ministers, Xu Man began her journey of paying attention (suddenly) and understanding (you).

"For example, if a gentleman is not serious, he will not be powerful. Do you know the meaning of this sentence?" [Pfft hahaha... wait and see when I scare you with "The Whispering Language". 】

Ying Zheng took his daughter into the side hall with great anticipation.

The table of the Eight Immortals in the side hall was filled with freshly delivered breakfast, and Snow Lady was still there.

Seeing them coming in, she quickly saluted: "Your Majesty will live for ten thousand years, Your Highness will live for thousands of years."

"Well, sister Xue'er, you should go back and do your work first."

Seeing this, Xu Man waved to her with a smile and followed his father to sit down on the main seat.

Ying Zheng looked at the ministers who followed him and motioned for them to sit down before talking.

The ministers were seated according to their status and rank.

Li Si cupped his fists towards Xu Man and bowed back: "It means 'If a gentleman does not respect himself, he will lose his dignity and no one will respect him'."

Meng Yi: "I remember that according to Confucius' meaning, 'If a gentleman is not dignified enough, he will lose his majesty.' Is there any other interpretation?"

The others didn't answer, and looked at Princess Huazhang curiously.

"wrong."

Xu Man was crazy with joy and said with a serious face, "This sentence should be interpreted as, 'A gentleman must take heavy action, otherwise he will not be able to establish the dignity he deserves.'"

Ying Zheng: "...Pfft...cough cough cough..."

All the ministers: "..."

Grandchildren of the Wang family: "Pfft hahaha..., this is an interesting explanation."

"Father, are you alright?"

Xu was so frightened by his father's cough that he quickly stood up and patted his old man on the back, "Why are you so careless? Come on, come on, have a drink of soup."

At this moment, Wang Jian suddenly asked without thinking it was a big deal: "How do you say 'If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening.'"