Her Entire Court Reborn with Her in the Modern World

Chapter 158: Chapter 157: Four Great Young Masters, Latest News!

Cui Jinghan adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his voice cold. "Have you not eaten for a week?"

Yan Sinian subconsciously looked at Shi Changying.

At the Old Xu Mansion, he had heard the servants gossiping and complaining about how much Shi Changying could eat. However, every time he saw her, it was already evening. He had never witnessed her appetite with his own eyes.

Today... Looking at a table full of dishes enough to feed ten people, Yan Sinian felt a little dizzy.

He immediately took the blame upon himself. "Ah, Senior Brother, the dishes at this restaurant are all pretty good. I wanted you to try them."

Cui Jinghan said, "Wasting food is shameful."

Yan Sinian was speechless.

Shi Changying had already picked up her chopsticks and started eating the sweet and sour pork ribs closest to her. She ate very fast, but her movements were elegant.

Yan Sinian tried to find a topic. "Senior Brother, did our teacher assign you any other work?"

Whenever they went on a business trip, Dean Xu would always find an excuse to give them something to do, claiming he couldn’t let them be too idle.

Cui Jinghan said flatly, "An international auction is about to be held in Jianghuai. The original manuscript of the *Lying Cloud Poem* is one of the auction items. Our teacher asked me to bring it back."

"*Lying Cloud Poem*?" Shi Changying remembered this piece of writing, her hand pausing slightly.

Yan Sinian assumed she didn’t know about it, so he explained, "It’s a piece of running script calligraphy written by Nanling Jun, Cui Jinghan, in the fifth year of Taichu. After the fall of the Xuan Dynasty, this piece also ended up overseas."

Shi Changying’s eyes grew slightly cold. "Since it was written by Cui... Jing Han, and he is one of our people, why do his writings still require us to spend money to buy them?"

These words made Cui Jinghan look up, his heart suddenly stirring slightly.

"Exactly," Yan Sinian sighed softly. "But what else can we do? Can we really expect those robbers to return it voluntarily?"

Cui Jinghan said nothing. He sat quietly, falling back into memories of the old days.

By the time his thoughts returned to the present, only empty plates were left on the table.

After another few seconds of silence, Cui Jinghan slowly raised his head and looked at Shi Changying again. He found it somewhat unimaginable how she had actually finished enough food for ten people. Even for a competitive eater, it was impossible for the abdomen to remain flat after eating so much.

He wondered, "Is her stomach a black hole?"

Her mission accomplished, Shi Changying wiped her hands. "I still have to go back and do practice questions. I’m leaving first."

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly turned deadly quiet.

Yan Sinian laughed awkwardly. "Senior Brother, my... my student here will also be participating in the calligraphy competition."

"I won’t show any mercy just because she’s your student." Cui Jinghan glanced at him. "Instead of having the time to make bets, you should think about how to improve your own calligraphy skills."

With Yan Sinian’s abilities, the handwriting of a student taught by him would probably be an eyesore.

Yan Sinian was speechless again. As soon as Shi Changying left, he got scolded. His life was so bitter!

**

On Tuesday afternoon, the auditorium of Jianghuai High School was packed with people.

To ensure the students’ well-rounded development, Principal Ning paid out of pocket every week to invite professionals from various fields to give lectures to the students. Today, he had invited a chair professor from the history department of Mingjing University. Students from the history track were required to attend, while attendance was optional for those in the physics track.

"Yingying, I heard this old professor is an Expert of Xuan History," Lu Mi said, lowering her voice. "The history he teaches is very interesting, lively, and humorous. He doesn’t make people fall asleep while listening."

Shi Changying raised an eyebrow. "Then I definitely want to hear this."

The lights dimmed, and two words appeared on the large screen—

Taichu.

Song Qingmu was surprised. "He’s actually going to talk about Empress Taichu?"

Shi Changying leaned back in her chair, staring intently at the screen. Whispers drifted into her ears.

"Other emperors became emperors of the ages relying on good reputations, but Taichu was truly different; she relies on her infamy."

"But she actually made a contribution. Because she was so terrible, many heroes emerged to save the world."

"In the end, even the heavens couldn’t stand it and struck her dead with lightning, hahaha..."

"Speaking of this Empress Taichu, aside from having some martial arts skills, she was useless at everything else." The old professor cleared his throat and said, "However, she relied on her martial arts to kill her father and brothers, usurping the throne and oppressing the previous dynasty."

Shi Changying listened with a calm expression. Compared to her martial arts, her other abilities could indeed be called useless. Saying so wasn’t exactly wrong.

"Ruling a country with brute force is truly undesirable," the old professor said with great regret. "She was good at fighting and was perhaps meant to be a general, but she was absolutely not fit to be the Emperor."

The students all agreed and began applauding.

"She was exceptionally lustful. At that time, there were the Four Great Young Masters of Jiuzhou, all of whom were forcibly taken into her harem," the old professor spoke eloquently. "Among them, the one she favored the most was Xie Qingshi, the Young Master of the Linsu Xie Family."

Shi Changying let out a breath. Among the Four Great Young Masters, she really did think that Xie Qingshi had the best temper. Pei Xuan was too arrogant, Cui Jinghan was too cold, and Helan Jing was simply not a normal person.

"Xie Qingshi was a blind man with a weak constitution. How could he possibly defy the Emperor’s orders?" the old professor said, deeply grieved. "Taichu truly ruined his life! He ultimately died for Jiuzhou with his heart turned to ash, leaving behind a single sentence."

That last will and testament appeared on the large screen—

"Thirty-two years of a Young Master’s bones, all returned to Jiuzhou, turning into dust."

"The three words ’turning into dust’ highlight his despair and his resentment towards Taichu," the old professor continued. "If Taichu hadn’t forcibly abducted him back to the palace, he might not have ended up like that. On this matter, there’s absolutely no way to whitewash Taichu’s actions."

Shi Changying recalled Xie Qingshi telling her that the last part of this sentence was never "turning into dust," but "Return to the Beginning." Four hundred years later, his final words had been altered, and his feelings had been misinterpreted.

Shi Changying finally stood up. "Why do the three words ’turning into dust’ prove that he harbored resentment towards Empress Taichu?"

The old professor looked somewhat displeased. "It’s not time for questions yet. Student, please sit down."

Meng Shuyan, being outspoken, blurted, "Professor, she doesn’t study history. She just talks nonsense all day long, please don’t take it to heart."

"Why did he resent Taichu? Does that even need an explanation? Who would want to be trapped in the palace?"

"Unofficial history says Xie Qingshi even planned to ruin his own face to escape Taichu’s control!"

"Sigh, she hasn’t studied history in depth, so it’s understandable that her knowledge is shallow..."

"Let us continue discussing Taichu’s oppression of the Music Immortal, Xie Qingshi," the old professor said, ignoring Shi Changying. "She even forced Xie Qingshi to sever ties with his mother. Her motives were truly despicable!"

Lu Mi noticed the change in Shi Changying’s expression and called out worriedly, "Yingying..."

Shi Changying sat back down and said flatly, "I’m fine. I’m perfectly fine."

The old professor shook his head in grief. "Fortunately, Xie Qingshi did not yield. He still left behind many musical compositions for us. Some have been lost and are still being excavated to this day—"

Before he could finish speaking, a DING rang out as a real-time news notification popped up on the bottom right of the large screen.

[New Historical Relics of the Music Immortal Discovered in Linsu, Subverting Your Imagination!]

The old professor’s spirit lifted. "Today is a good day. To think there’s actually a new discovery! Let’s take a look at the latest news."

He clicked on the news link, bringing up a live stream.

"We are currently at the scene." The reporter looked rather excited. "As everyone knows, the Music Immortal, Xie Qingshi, was the Young Master of the Linsu Xie Family. He was extremely skilled in music, and *East Wind Disperses* is an eternal masterpiece. Today, we have discovered his new musical scores!"

In the auditorium, all voices ceased. The appearance of new musical scores was indeed massive news!

"After handwriting and other comprehensive appraisals, it has been confirmed to be written by Xie Qingshi himself!" The reporter spoke faster and faster, not even daring to pause for breath. "Most importantly, on the first and last pages of this scorebook, there is a line of text. Everyone, please take a look."

The camera panned, and the screen transitioned. Even after four hundred years, the handwriting had not been damaged or faded. It had clearly been preserved very well by its owner.

That sentence read impressively—

"Thirty-two years of a Young Master’s bones, all returned to Jiuzhou, Return to the Beginning!"

The old professor suddenly stood up, his ears buzzing. Only one word remained in his mind:

Bombshell!