Bian Wuji smiled silently: "Her background is not important. Your Majesty just needs to know that she is not an ordinary person."
"The princess is related to the fate of Daxia. We must raise her well and pay close attention to her every move."
Xia Zhengqi really wanted to roll his eyes at Bian Wuji.
What the hell is this? Is this correct nonsense?
He knew without him saying anything that his daughter was not an ordinary person.
After a moment of contemplation, Xia Zhengqi said, "Master, how about waiting until the princess's first birthday and letting her become your disciple? It will be her first birthday soon."
"She has a special physique, and after practicing Taoism with you, she will definitely become even more powerful."
As Xia Zhengqi spoke, a picture of Xia Miaoyuan growing up appeared in his mind. She had light emanating from her head and was using her magic power to benefit Da Xia, just like a little fairy.
Thinking of this, Xia Zhengqi's mouth corners curled up wildly, and he couldn't suppress it.
Bian Wuji's face was full of black lines.
Bian Wuji: You think I'm just a nanny who takes care of children, and you throw a one-year-old baby to me to teach. What do you want me to teach you?
Bian Wuji tried hard to control his emotions and said calmly, "Um, Your Majesty, don't you think one year old is too young?"
Xia Zhengqi was very excited. "Little? But the princess is not an ordinary child! She is a fairy. How can one year old be small?"
Bian Wuji rolled his eyes vigorously, then raised his head again and said calmly, "For a one-year-old, the most important thing is playing and growing up in an unrestrained environment. Practicing Taoism is really boring. Why don't you wait a little longer?"
"It won't be too late to start training when the princess is a little older."
Xia Zhengqi was stunned for a moment, muttering, "Little? Too boring?"
Before I knew it, it was already noon.
"Your Majesty, how would you like your lunch today? It has been delivered." Debao asked after cautiously pushing the door open a crack when he saw the conversation in the room had stopped.
Xia Zhengqi waved his hand and said, "Let Concubine Li and Concubine An move to the small hall. I will dine with the Imperial Preceptor today."
The Imperial Master was shocked: "What! Your Majesty actually asked the concubines to personally set the table to welcome me! I really don't deserve this!"
Debao chuckled and almost burst out laughing. He quickly recalled the saddest thing that had happened in the past 30 years and then suppressed his laughter.
Xia Zhengqi glared at Debao and said softly, "It's nothing, Imperial Master. You don't have to worry about it. They are responsible for delivering meals and setting the table for me."
Bian Wuji immediately showed his admiration. "Your Majesty is truly extraordinary! Instead of letting the concubines stay in the palace all day, doing nothing and not knowing how to eat, why not assign them some tasks within their capabilities?"
"Your Majesty is really good at governing the country! Wonderful, wonderful!" Bian Wuji raised his thumbs high.
Debao covered his mouth tightly with his hands and his body twitched.
Xia Zhengqi's face was dark and a little embarrassed. He opened his mouth and stammered, "Ah, yes, that's right. It's exercise."
When Xia Zhengqi and the Imperial Master walked into the small dining room, Concubine Li and Concubine An had just finished setting the plates and placing the bowls and chopsticks.
When the two saw Emperor Mingxi and the Imperial Master coming in, they bowed and saluted at the same time.
Xia Zhengqi glanced at the bitter-faced Lipin and said calmly, "Lipin was smiling brightly when she served dumplings to me the other day. Why aren't you smiling today? Is it because you were born not to smile?"
Concubine Li cursed Xia Zhengqi 180 times in her heart as quickly as possible.
Concubine Li: You try it. You have to get up at the beginning of the morning at dawn, three times a day, and carry your food box from the imperial kitchen across nine intersections to the Qianqing Palace. Can you still laugh?
But I cursed in my heart, but I dared not say it out loud.
Lipin pulled the corners of her mouth hard and forced a smile: "I am smiling. I like this job very much."
Xia Zhengqi chuckled, then said seriously, "Since you like it, then you can work for another three months."
When she heard the words "three months", Lipin's legs went weak and she almost fell down.
"Okay, I thank you for your grace!" Lipin replied with a hint of tears in her voice.
Although she and Concubine An had only been doing the work of delivering meals and arranging dishes for three days, they already felt very tired.
As concubines, the palace costumes were designed only for aesthetics and not practicality, and they felt heavy and tight when walking.
What's more, I had to carry a solid wooden lunch box and walk such a long distance.
The food box itself is already heavy, and when you put the dishes in it one by one, a packed food box will weigh at least 30 kilograms.
Concubine Li and Concubine An were born into wealthy families and had been pampered since childhood. Apart from occasionally embroidering, they had never done any physical work.
Especially after entering the palace, she even skipped the embroidery task and just ate and drank in her own bedroom.
To go to other palaces, which were a little farther away, one would also take a sedan chair.
Therefore, the physical strength of the two was extremely different.
Wearing heavy palace costumes, carrying more than 30 kilograms in their hands, and walking across nine palace road intersections was like torture for them.
Not to mention three times a day, just walking once in the morning would make the two of them sweat profusely and feel as if their bodies were falling apart. When they saw the bed in the bedroom, they lay down on it immediately, too lazy to move at all.
Their palace maids had no choice but to feed them the food.
They lay in bed in a daze until half an hour before lunch, then they forced themselves to get up and go to the imperial kitchen.
This happened over and over again three times a day, and Concubine Li and Concubine An were so tired that they didn't even have the energy to laugh.
The happiest person these days may be Concubine Li’s son, the Eighth Prince.
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