Blossom In Adversity - Vol. 2

C326. The So-Called Genius.

Chapter 326: The So-Called Genius

Shao Yao, with a touch of diligence and a whole lot of effort, had managed to wrangle the bed into some semblance of order. Sure, it wasn’t immaculate, but compared to the chaos of her first attempt, it was practically a masterpiece. Hua Zhi didn’t bat an eye at the imperfections, and as for Zeng Han? The boy was far from fussed.

Outside, the courtyard was alive with the quiet hum of activity. Servants bustled about, their tasks momentarily halted as the pair stepped into view. One of them, Chen Shan, approached briskly.

“Miss, anything you need?” he asked, his tone crisp.

“Light two lamps,” Hua Zhi commanded, her voice cutting through the evening air.

"Okay."

Without a moment’s pause, the servants scurried off, each returning with a lamp in hand. As the soft glow of the lamps bathed the courtyard, Hua Zhi directed Shao Yao with a cane, sketching out elaborate terrains on the sand table. The commotion wasn’t subtle, and soon, curious onlookers began to gather, their murmurs filling the space.

Hua Zhi didn’t care for the audience. She had come to teach, and whether it was today or tomorrow, it made no difference to her. What caught her off guard, though, was Zeng Han. The boy wasn’t just picking up the rules of the game—he was mastering them. Watching him duel against Shao Yao with an ease and flair that belied his age was a revelation. Sure, Shao Yao was holding back, but still, this wasn’t your average toddler flexing his brainpower!

The boy wasn’t even four years old. Four! In the Hua family, four years old was barely old enough to start learning the basics, let alone pulling stunts like this. Hua Zhi found herself staring at Zeng Han, the gears in her mind turning.

Did Zeng Xian even realize what kind of prodigy he had for a son? If he did, he’d better keep the boy safe instead of throwing him into the fire.

The thought left her a little relieved. Zeng Xian’s ignorance was a blessing in disguise—at least for the Daqing Dynasty.

“I lost.” Zeng Han’s voice broke through her thoughts, his usually stoic face betraying a flicker of disappointment.

Hua Zhi reached out, tousling his hair. “You’ve already won. When Sister Shao Yao was your age, she didn’t have a clue about any of this.”

The spark in Zeng Han’s eyes flared to life, his disappointment melting away. Meanwhile, Shao Yao rolled her eyes so hard you’d think they’d pop out of her head. The kid might have been a genius, but the way Hua Zhi doted on him was enough to make her grind her teeth.

Hua Zhi exchanged a knowing glance with her grandpa Hua, silently.

As the crowd buzzed with intrigue, Hua Zhi slipped back inside, her thoughts swirling. This wasn’t the time for words—not yet, anyway.

Children fall asleep quickly, and as she listened to the child's gentle breathing, Shao Yao whispered softly, "Zeng Han is a good material for a military commander."

"It's too early to say this. Zeng Xian has had a big influence on him. Have you ever seen a four-year-old child so calm? He doesn't have the playful spirit that children should have. He doesn't find joy in getting things or the toys, but in the fact that the toy was given by me."

Hua Zhi sighed softly, "If his temperament remains like this, let him stay by my side. As long as I am safe, I will keep him safe, living an ordinary life for a lifetime is not a problem."

"Are you worried that he will be as crazy as his father?"

"His father is a normal person, madness was forced out of him. It's not hereditary. Do I need to tell you this as a physician?"