Chapter 439 Brother's Education
When the two arrived at the Imperial Master's Mansion, they saw the palace maids tidying up the books on the small table.
The emperor glanced at it and said softly, "Jiu'er, isn't this book a little too small?"
Yuanruan immediately became alert and shook his head: "Father, this book is enough and it's not small." He declined politely, thinking that he was trying to find another excuse to force a new book on me.
The emperor said "Oh", and then asked some more questions, such as whether the pen and ink are easy to use and whether the desk should be replaced with a new one.
Yuanruan always answered that it was useful and sufficient to prove that he was not talking nonsense.
Yuan Ruan also took the emperor's hand and walked towards the jade bookcase. At the same time, he took out several books from it and handed them to the emperor with both hands: "Look, father, I also took notes."
The emperor was surprised when he heard this: "Study notes?"
Yuanruan nodded vigorously: "Yeah, even though I can't write, I marked the words and sentences I liked."
The emperor flipped it open and said, "Well, these are indeed the key ideas and key points."
The emperor was very pleased. He thought his educational method was correct. Jiuer now liked reading.
The system was also surprised: [Aruan? When did you read it? And you took notes? ]
Yuanruan: [I didn’t do it.]
Emperor·Pleased and Touched·Emperor:……
System: [Ah? What are those dashes written on it? Isn't this a key note?]
Yuan Ruan chuckled: [This. I told the Third Prince that I was worried that my brother would randomly check my homework, so I asked him to help mark some key points so that I could recite them. The Third Prince immediately marked them for me.]
System: [Hahahaha… This Third Prince is not bad! He’s really smart! ]
Yuan Ruan chuckled: [Is that so? Third Prince, awesome!]
emperor:……
The emperor took a deep breath, pointed at the small paper, ink, brush and inkstone, and smiled at Yuan Ruan: "Xiao Jiu loves learning so much, I am very happy, but I also realize a problem?"
Yuan Ruan blinked her big round eyes: "What's the problem, Father?"
The emperor picked up a small brush from the table and said, "You can only draw lines on the book, but you can't write down your favorite poems. Xiaojiu must be very sad. Your father understands your pain."
Yuanruan:?
What suffering?
The emperor squatted down, gently placed his hand on Yuanruan's palm, and said, "Come, I will hold your hand and teach you how to write. In the future, Xiaojiu will be able to write his reading notes happily."
Yuanruan:?
She tried to pull her hand back immediately, but the emperor held it firmly.
Yuan Ruan looked up and met the emperor's gentle yet firm eyes. The emperor was not frowning or angry, but Yuan Ruan had an inexplicable intuition that he should just go along with him!
Yuan Ruan immediately showed a soft smile: "Okay. I like father. Father is the best."
The emperor paused, and gripped Yuanruan's soft little hand a little lighter, abandoning some of the strict teaching plans in his mind.
The emperor said, "Well, come and sit down."
The emperor led Yuanruan to kneel down and sit down. The emperor opened a booklet and asked Yuanruan to copy the words.
"Yes, this horizontal line here should be slightly longer."
"Jiu'er is really smart. She remembered everything."
…
The emperor had never taught his young children to write, and he himself was a paper king, so once he got serious he would subconsciously set higher standards.
In particular, the emperor got more and more advanced in his teaching, and later he even started to focus on the details of Yuanruan's strokes, such as this stroke not being strong enough.
Yuanruan was confused.
After half an hour, Yuan Ruan's hand holding the small brush began to tremble a little.