"Your second brother is a top scholar, he must have taught you."
"I have a copy of the Analects of Confucius here, you can take a look." The dissatisfied older child threw a book over.
The Analects of Confucius is difficult to understand and difficult to read for the first time, let alone memorize it.
"But it's almost time for dinner..." Rong Chaoxi hesitated.
"Forget it, leave it to you." His tone was very doting.
Because she saw many people with red eyes and many sobbing.
A quarter of an hour later, Rong Chaoxi closed the book and began to recite.
The Master said, "To learn with a constant practice, is it not a delight? To have friends come from distant quarters, is it not a joy? To be not offended when men do not know you, is not that the sign of a gentleman..."
After reciting the seventh chapter, Rong Chaoxi, who had been in a daze, suddenly shuddered.
Hoho…
"This book is so hypnotic!" The little guy held the Analects in his hands, his eyes shining.
Take it back and go to sleep.
Put the book in your arms.
Rong Chaoxi was reciting while running around in the classroom.
Amidst the admiring expressions of his classmates, he unconcernedly took out their unfinished fruit plates and their hidden snacks and stuffed them into his mouth.
"Burp..." She finished reciting the book and was full.
When her voice stopped, everyone built Cambridge tonight again.
The older child who was dissatisfied pointed at her with trembling fingertips.
"you!"
"you……!"
Two years old, she is only two years old.
The older child who refused to accept the result covered his eyes, let out a cry, and ran away, leaving behind a piece of his sleeve that no one was holding.
Everyone's mouth opened into an O shape and couldn't close it for a long time.
"She...she has a photographic memory!"
The legendary photographic memory is actually true!!
Some people squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.
"Genius! She is a genius..." His expression was painful.
"Efforts of great effort are simply no match for talent..."
"What's the point of working hard? What's the point of all my hard work?"
"You worked for nothing?" Rong Chaoxi looked puzzled.
"You..." The man looked at her, shocked and speechless.
She immediately held her face in her hands, squatted beside the stunned Han Yu, and sobbed.
Seeing so many people crying, Rong Chaoxi was frantically looking for answers.
"Are you awesome?"
"Think you're in good health?"
"You didn't eat white rice???"
For a moment, there were cries everywhere.
They don't dare to call themselves geniuses, but they are also very smart, but not as smart as a little baby's hair.
He was also publicly ridiculed for only knowing how to eat white rice.
It’s broken, the faith is broken!!!
The howling sound became louder and louder.
"Why does he cry more the more I coax him?" The little guy scratched his head anxiously.
The two little balls hung loosely on both sides, as confused as her face.
The beautiful sound of 'ding-ling-ling' was heard.
"Yeah, I can finally go home for dinner." Rong Chaoxi jumped up happily.
I put all the leftover snacks into my bag, put on my small backpack, and prepared to go home.
"Rong Chaoxi..." Han Yu jumped up, "I won't give up. I must win back my father, the emperor, with my own hands."
"We'll fight again tomorrow!"
She pulled the sleeve of the person next to her, wiped her nose, and like a defeated rooster, she held her head high and walked out of the palace school step by step.
Rong Chaoxi looked puzzled and walked over to pat Rong Yuanyou who was crying on his knees.
"Third brother, come home for dinner."
Han Qinmo walked in front holding Rong Chaoxi's hand, followed by children who were either distraught, with red eyes, or with stars in their eyes.
The maids and servants who were waiting to pick up the child at the palace gate were shocked.
What's going on?
The younger children cry when they go to school, and the older children cry when they leave school?
Qin Nanjing rubbed his hands and approached Rong Chaoxi.
"Hmph!" The little guy turned his face away, walked around, and climbed onto the carriage with a grunt.
He snorted at his mother again and slammed the door shut.
"Is the young lady angry?" Yan Zhu said hesitantly.
"I told her to tell her in advance." Qin Nanjing said embarrassedly, "Let the general comfort himself when he gets home."
Turning to look at Rong Yuanyou, whose eyes were red and his face was full of grievance,
"Ayou, have you cried? Did someone bully you again?" she asked gently.
Rong Yuanyou glanced at the closed car door and bit his upper lip tightly to prevent himself from crying.
He looked listless all night and even ate two bowls less of rice.
Qin Nanjing and Rong Baichuan looked at each other, their eyes full of worry.
Even when he was beaten black and blue before, he had never been so depressed.
"I'm full." Rong Yuanyou put down his chopsticks and left before finishing the second bowl.
The lonely back view is heartbreaking.
"Chaoxi, who bullied your brother in the palace?" Rong Baichuan looked at the little guy who had the same good appetite as always.
Rong Chaoxi took the meat out of his mouth, opened his mouth, hummed, then put it back in and continued eating.
Rong Baichuan: "..."
Oh no, I’ve offended you badly this time.
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