Emperor Zi'an quickly sat down and covered his face with the book.

The master was old, and walked over with a white beard.

The Master was very surprised to see Emperor Zi'an sitting there obediently today, and rubbed his slightly dim eyes.

Hmm...it’s definitely the Seventh Prince.

Lecture.

Halfway through the class, a beeping sound was heard.

After a while, Du——

beep--

Everyone:?

They all looked at the old man.

"Teacher, are you farting?" Luo Qiuyu spoke directly, sitting next to Luo Zifeng. Today was his first day following his brother. Before, children as young as them were separated from their brothers, and there were other teachers teaching them.

As Luo Qiuyu said this, everyone couldn't help laughing, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

Even Lan Moxiu, who was sitting in the wheelchair in the first row, raised the corners of his lips and looked at the old man curiously.

Luo Zifeng quickly covered Luo Qiuyu's mouth, "Master, children should not be afraid of what they say, children should not be afraid of what they say..."

Luo Qiuyu pointed in the direction of the teacher, "Brother, listen, it's the teacher who is farting——"

"beep--"

"Rolling——"

With a beep, a small round ball rolled out from under the table.

Lan Moxiu in the first row could see it clearly. This is... candy?

The teacher immediately saw the truth and pulled back the red cloth, revealing the scene underneath the table.

Po sat down under the table, fiddling with a small building block toy in his hands.

A Bao raised his head, and his bright black eyes met the Master's astonished eyes.

The old and the young shouted at the same time: "Ah!"

When everyone saw the "toy" in Po's hand, their eyes widened and they quickly covered their faces, unable to bear to watch. It was all over!

Little Princess Abao is finished.

"Ah! My things!" The teacher jumped up from his seat in surprise. His quick movement did not seem like that of an old and feeble man at all.

Po stopped talking and sat on the ground holding the building block cannon in his hand, pouting his little mouth, then pointed the muzzle at Master, "Toot——"

A candy ball bounced out.

It hit the old man's robe.

But little Abao was so happy that he started to giggle.

Old Master: ???

He squatted down strangely, to the same height as Po, and looked at the small cannon in Po's arms, "You...what is this?"

"Dudu--cannon--" Po added the sound for the small cannon himself.

The Master was stunned.

It is true that this thing is his, but it was not like this before.

It was just a pile of defective wood. Even though he had studied it for several years according to the records in ancient books, he still couldn't figure it out. How come this little baby could make it shoot sugar balls?

This thing couldn't be played before.

The kind that will fall apart if you even touch it.

The master chuckled and said, "Little girl, can you let me see what you have in your hand?"

A-Po thought for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and pointed at the Master's long beard, "Touch... touch..."

[What a long beard]

[This is the first time I’ve seen such a long beard hahahaha]

When Emperor Zi'an heard the inner voice, he was immediately shocked. It's over!

Could it be that Po wants to touch Master's beard?

Po is going to be spanked.

Everyone in the Imperial College knew that what the old master valued most was his beard.

Once when he woke up from a nap, he found that a strand of his beard had fallen off. Oh my god, he hadn't slept for three days.

Angry.

The teacher was almost mad.

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the old man stretched his head forward, grabbed his beard and handed it to Po, "Touch it."

Everyone: !!!

no.

Master, isn't that the beard that you cherish as much as your life?

Now, a little baby is holding me in his hands, kneading, stretching, and pulling me——

A Bao didn't know how to control his strength. He pulled the old man's beard and then pulled off a small tuft.

Not to mention one, there are ten!

Everyone sat in their chairs and shivered.

Little princess...you are too brave.

They waited for the Master to get angry.

But--

The teacher's eyes narrowed and he smiled: "Little girl, is it fun?"

Ah Bao nodded his head and chuckled, "Okay... Wan... here... Grandpa... Kang Kang..."

Abao played with his long beard with one hand, and then handed the small cannon in his arms to the Master.

The teacher looked carefully, his heart was excited, his hands were shaking, "Little girl, you are really amazing! Woo woo woo, the teacher likes you so much, you solved a big problem for the teacher."

Po looked up at him, squinted his eyes and smiled, making a gesture, "Big...big?"

The Master cried with joy, nodded, and immediately picked up Po. "Yes, it's a big problem."

[Well, it’s just a small cannon]

[It was a defective product before, just a little bit of stirring will fix it]

[It turns out that the Master likes to stir up these things. He is a scholar with a martial heart.]

Everyone was stunned.

Is their teacher getting old and confused?

The bearded man didn't care and just hugged the little girl and praised her vigorously?

"Master..." Luo Zifeng looked at this side in confusion.

The teacher glanced at them and said, "Read your books carefully! Don't be distracted! Why are you staring so wide-eyed? You're scaring the little girl. Be careful or I'll punish you by making you copy books!"

Everyone: “…”

Master, you are good, you are awesome!

"No, whose little darling is this? Why did he come to the Imperial College?" The teacher slapped his forehead, only then did he remember such an important matter.

Emperor Zi'an raised his hand weakly, "Master..."

The teacher glared at me, "Are you going to ask for leave again?"

Di Zian blinked, "That... my..."

"What's yours?"

"My sister. The little girl in your arms. My sister!" Di Zian pointed at himself proudly.

Master: "This is... the Tenth Princess?"

Emperor Zi'an nodded like crazy.

The Master was frightened. Looking at the small cannon that had been repaired, the Master swallowed his saliva and said, "It's the Tenth Princess."

This class was a thrill for everyone.

Before leaving, Abao not only took away a strand of the Master's beard, but also put all the candies he had used as cannonballs into his little pocket and took them away without missing a single one.

Lan Jinjin waited until the class was over, and when she saw the teacher coming out, she quickly walked up to him and said, "Teacher, teacher, it's the little building block I saw last time. I can help you fix it. Can you let me try again?"

The master looked back at her and said, "It has been fixed."

"How is that possible? Who knows this better than me?"

The Master sighed, "There are always people better than you, and there are always people better than you. There are so many talented people in this world."

Lan Jinjin has been eyeing this thing for half a year and has come to ask about it several times. He has also let Lan Jinjin take a look at it before, and she always said that it could be fixed, but it failed every time.

Now she's here again.

The teacher also realized that Lan Jinjin was totally incompetent in this area.

He no longer believed her.