How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

When Xie Chengze woke up, it was already evening. He didn't know when Shen Yuan and Xie Jinyu left, nor did he know how he got back to the bedroom.

He patted his head, got up from the bed, and found a mini imperial edict next to his pillow.

It must have been sent by Eunuch Zhao. Seeing that he was asleep, he did not disturb him and only left the imperial edict.

Opening the mini imperial edict, Xie Chengze saw only four words written on it: No need for approval.

Xie Chengze: Hey~(?＞?＜)☆

It was worth it that he racked his brains to come up with a hundred names for the dishes! The dog emperor really didn't dare to let him review the memorials!

When it comes to slacking off, which student or worker doesn’t have experience? Especially when it comes to slacking off under the supervision of “their own company”!

Thinking of losing another job, Xie Chengze lay back down on the bed and began to review the preparations for his future life as the second generation of the emperor.

The flood in Yizhou was handed over to Liang Wanda, the expedition caravan was handed over to Shen Yuan and Sheng Yiren, and the heavy snow disaster in Liaozhou was handed over to Jiantiansi and Emperor Jian. Xie Chengze counted on his fingers. Now all that was left was to implement the division of arts and sciences and the development of technological skills.

It just so happened that he also missed the pastries made by Su Qinghe!

The next day.

The East Kitchen of the Su Mansion.

Su Qinghe opened the steamer and picked and chose among the steamed cakes of different sizes inside. Finally, he picked out four that were relatively identical.

When the steamed cakes were left to cool slightly, Su Qinghe gently placed them on his palm one by one. After a moment's hesitation, he compared the remaining steamed cakes. Finally, he picked up the brush placed next to him and wrote down the differences in a book.

"The steam control is still not stable enough, and there are still differences in size and weight." Su Qinghe sighed softly and said to himself, "Although it can be compensated by fermentation and water vapor, the taste is still a little worse and cannot be compared with the finished product."

Putting the steamed cake with more leaven and moisture back into the steamer, Su Qinghe put the remaining piece of steamed cake into the top layer of the mahogany food box. He then left the east kitchen with the food box and whispered to the cooks waiting outside, "There are a lot of leftovers on the chopping board. Share them among you."

Several cooks looked at him coldly without answering. Su Qinghe, as if he was used to it, walked towards the gate of the Su Mansion carrying the mahogany food box.

Behind me, the cooks could be heard whispering.

"So what if he's the son of the Su family? He's just a cook."

"Who wants to eat his leftovers? It's as if we are only worthy of eating leftovers."

"But it's really delicious..."

"Tsk, those precious ingredients he used will taste good no matter how they are mixed together. Besides, what does it matter if it tastes good? He is still the most cowardly and useless one in the Su family."

"Stop talking, it's almost time for breakfast, it's time to prepare food for the masters."

Su Qinghe slowly lowered his eyes, clenched the mahogany food box in his hand, stared at the road under his feet without wavering, and stepped steadily on the ground, without any sign of desolation.

When they passed by the main hall, several members of the Su family, who had already put on their official uniforms and were about to enter the hall for dinner, saw Su Qinghe carrying a mahogany food box and couldn't help but sneer harshly, "Look, our Second Young Master Su is going to seduce Miss Sheng again."

"How dare you go out? You are so shameless, you are just using our shame to embarrass yourself."

"Don't say that. At least I can win the favor of Miss Sheng just by relying on my looks, oh no, my mediocre cooking skills."

"Pfft, the Sheng family is about to be promoted. How could the daughter of a minister look down on a useless bastard?"

Contemptuous and sarcastic eyes fell on that slender body. Su Qinghe lowered his eyes, bit his lips tightly with his teeth, and finally suppressed the sour and suffocating feeling in his throat, and continued to walk towards the gate of Su Mansion.

They are not wrong.

He... is indeed a coward.

I have been a coward for fifteen years.

……

While waiting for Su Qinghe, Xie Chengze was sitting in the backyard, hammering and carving a piece of charcoal.

Except for sleeping, Xie Chengze doesn't like to be alone in the house. The wind is strong over there in the pavilion and weak over there in the backyard, so he changed his leisure and entertainment place to here.

Zhu Xiaobiao held his chin with both hands and watched Xie Chengze busying himself.

I heard from the Second Prince that he wanted to make a charcoal pencil so that he could write "formulas" and "theorems".

Zhu Xiaobiao didn't understand and planned to ask Jing Ze later.

After a while, Xie Chengze finally cut out a charcoal stick that was neither too thick nor too thin. He picked up the cloth strip that he had cut next to him and wrapped it around his thumb and index finger. Finally, he put it in his palm to try it out and it worked very well.

"Not bad~" He couldn't help but smile and narrowed his eyes.

Zhu Xiaobiao stood up quickly, "Your Highness, I'll go get some water."

"Go~" Xie Chengze waved his hand, lowered his head again, and shaved a rounded tip at the bottom of the charcoal stick. Finally, he tried it on paper and the effect was very good.

At this time, Zhu Xiaobiao also brought a basin of hot water and soap nuts. Xie Chengze rubbed them for a while, and then couldn't wait to start writing his math textbook with a "Xiao Xie" charcoal pencil.

In the past six months since I came to Jian'an Dynasty, I have indeed forgotten a lot of mathematical theorems. But fortunately, the memory points are still there. I can draw some pictures and write a few formulas. I can work back from some memory points to the theorem I was trying to prove at the beginning, so I am not so short of words that I can only write a little math knowledge.

Besides, isn't there an arithmetic book sent by the Heavenly Supervisor to help him?

Well, this arithmetic book looks like it was newly copied, and only a part of it was copied. The official who delivered the book said that the remaining content will be sent in batches later.

Xie Chengze thought those arithmetic books were unique copies, so he didn't care what the truth was.

Xie Chengze flipped through the book and wrote and drew on the paper. The backyard fell into silence, with only the rustling sound of charcoal rubbing against paper and the rustling sound of pages turning.

Zhu Xiaobiao was sitting opposite, his eyes fell on the handwriting on the paper, and he couldn't help but think: It turns out that your highness's handwriting is so beautiful.

It seems soft and sharp, slender and smooth, like the ripples on the lake caused by a bird pecking at it, lively and rhythmic.

But why is calligraphy so ugly?

Zhu Xiaobiao couldn't figure it out.

He continued to look and tried to understand what was on the paper, but he soon gave up. After sitting for a while, he could no longer sit still, so he picked up the basin and prepared to pour the water out in the corner.

As a result, when I turned around, my sight met two little heads protruding from the wall not far away.

Zhu Xiaobiao:?

"Shh!" Being discovered, Xie Shu quickly made a gesture, and Xie Pingan on the side also quickly waved his hand, signaling Zhu Xiaobiao not to make a sound.

Zhu Xiaobiao stood there holding the basin of water. Since Wuhen and Wuji did not move, he thought that these two people were from the palace. Although they did not wear any head ornaments on their hair, they could be so arrogant in the palace and dare to climb the wall of Chenghuan Palace. They must be princesses at least.

So Zhu Xiaobiao lowered his head and said loudly, "Your Highness, there are two people lying on the wall. They look like princesses."

Xie Shu and Xie Pingan:!!!

To die!