"Mom, I want to read a book first. Can I have this soup later?"

"What? Is my mother's soup poisonous? Do you look like you dislike my loving and nourishing soup?"

"No, son, why would you have such an idea? Drink it now."

After saying this, Yinqi picked up the soup with a fearless look on his face. He thought that he could just drink it in one gulp, which would be considered as fulfilling his filial duty.

As a result, as soon as I took a sip, I was fascinated by the fragrance lingering between my lips and teeth.

He looked at the soup in his hand and then at the smug look on his mother's face, feeling a little confused.

Although he was taken to Ningshou Palace since birth, he also returned to Yiku Palace for a short stay. His mother even cooked a lot of food for him, but it turned out that they all looked good but tasted bad.

But today's soup is different. Not only is it colorful, fragrant and delicious, the taste is really fascinating. He couldn't help but drink it all.

"Mother, when did your cooking skills become so good? How come I didn't know? Could it be that you've become smarter because you're pregnant with a little brother?"

Mu Sili's face turned dark, and she picked up the feather duster beside her and prepared to hit him. She had a bad temper and was straightforward, and she couldn't let her image fall apart.

"You little bastard, your mother worked so hard to make nourishing soup for you, and now you call her stupid. You're like a fool. Stop right there!"

Yinqi rolled his eyes. He was young but not stupid. Only a fool would stand still and let his mother beat him.

But to be honest, with his mother's cooking skills now, he is willing to eat the food she cooks every day.

Fortunately, Wen Xin and Zhang Qiyong were worried that Mu Sili might have a miscarriage, so one of them stopped Mu Sili and the other carried Yinqi out. Otherwise, not only would Yinqi be beaten, but Mu Sili would definitely be tired, and it would be bad if she had a miscarriage.

Three days later, Yinqi fell into deep thought with the book in his hand. In the past, when he read this thing, it was like reading a heavenly book. How come it was so clear and understandable now?

It only took three months for Yinqi's Manchu and Chinese proficiency to improve by leaps and bounds. Kangxi thought it was the credit of the person he had found, so he planned to reward him.

"Lord Zhang, Xiaowu has made great progress over the past three months thanks to your careful instruction. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such great progress."

Zhang Ying pointed at himself and asked in a low voice the doubt in his mind.

"Your Majesty, are you saying that the Fifth Prince is so outstanding because of my teaching?"

"Isn't it?"

Kangxi was a little surprised. Didn't he send Zhang Ying to teach Yinqi Manchu and Chinese? Why did Zhang Ying's words not mean this?

"Your Majesty, I would like to teach the Fifth Prince, but Concubine Yi is too outstanding, and the Fifth Prince is very smart and quick to learn. There is no place for me to use my skills.

The fact that the Fifth Prince was able to learn these two languages ​​so quickly is all thanks to Concubine Yi, and has nothing to do with me."

Kangxi really didn't expect that Mu Sili really had this ability. He went to the Yiku Palace that afternoon, under the pretext of reviewing his son's homework, but actually he went to see how Mu Sili taught.

In Yikun Palace, Mu Sili stroked her belly, feeling the fetal movement brought by Xiaojiu, and comforted her gently, while holding a feather duster and looking at Yinqi, who had a frown on his face.

"Mother said that we should learn things in order to apply them, rather than just thinking that we can forget about them once we've learned them.

The knowledge that your mother has taught you in the past three months is coherent. I hope you can remember it well and use the same method to learn in the future.

I'm not exaggerating, this method is still effective even after many years, what do you think, Xiaowu?"

Xiaowu touched his face with heartache. Ever since his mother started teaching him, he deeply understood what it meant to get up earlier than the chickens and sleep later than the dogs.

Because Mu Sili is good at sneak attacks. Although she was learning Chinese today, she suddenly asked questions in Manchu, or asked questions in Chinese and answered in Mongolian.

So since he started learning, he has to learn the same sentence three times just to deal with his mother's sudden attacks. After all, if he can't answer, his mother will punish him by making him copy books in three languages.

But the effect was significant. After three months of training, he was no longer afraid of his mother's sudden attacks.

I heard that my mother had gone to see two gentlemen, Johann Adam Schall von Bell and Ferdinand Verbiest, and would start teaching him British next month. He was already prepared to translate a sentence of British into Manchu, Mongolian and Chinese.

"Don't worry, mother. I know what's going on. But I heard that my elder and second brothers haven't learned British. Isn't it a bad idea for me to learn it alone?"

Mu Sili was stunned. She had actually overlooked this matter. Johann Adam Schall von Bell and Ferdinand Verbiest were on duty at the Imperial Observatory. They probably felt that the Qing Dynasty was very powerful and there was no need to learn English, so Kangxi did not ask the princes to learn it.

However, learning never ends is not just talk. What you learn is yours, and only you understand it, so you will not be deceived in the future.

"Mother will go to the Palace of Heavenly Purity to make a suggestion to the Emperor. What do you think about you brothers studying together?"

"Are you planning to send your son to the study? It's not that I can't, but he's only a little over four years old. Will his brothers dislike him?"

"How could that be? Xiaowu's brothers are all excellent, each with their own strengths, and they all love their younger brothers. How could they dislike you?

But you reminded me that your knowledge is far behind theirs, and it's time to increase your learning volume.

Otherwise, if you go to the upper study room and let the teacher give you a private lesson, where will you put your face, don’t you think?”

Yinqi couldn't help but shed bitter tears.

Why did he have to be so talkative? Why did he have to remind Mu Sili that he was still a child, so why did he have to bear so much pressure that he shouldn't have to bear at his age!

Kangxi could hardly hold it in any longer. He watched the entire conversation between the mother and son outside the study in the Yiku Palace.

Yinqi is smart, but he is still young. Mu Sili will soon be the mother of two children, but she is still so naughty. He can see the obvious teasing in her eyes clearly through the door.

"Still teaching?"

"The Emperor is here? I pay my respects to the Emperor. Xiaowu has been learning this for a long time. I am here to tease him."

"My son pays his respects to the Emperor. Is the Emperor here to test me?"

Seeing Yinqi's confidence, Kangxi also became interested. He had heard that Yinqi had extraordinary learning ability, but he always felt that it was not real enough unless he experienced it personally.

"Yes, Xiaowu, are you confident enough to handle my questions?"

"certainly."

Seeing him like this, Kangxi stopped talking and started asking questions directly.

He originally thought that Yinqi was only four years old and it would be great if he could answer half of the questions. However, Yinqi did not disappoint him at all and answered all the questions. This made him happy and more curious about Mu Sili's teaching method.

"My little five is so amazing, it's time for him to go to the study. But I want to know how you teach him? Little five is even better than little three."