Chapter 707: Father, just fly!
Wenjiu was actually just worried that Erbao might awaken the Art of Immortality while playing. After all, such a place was not suitable for her son to advance.
However, Emperor Kangxi had already sent someone to pick him up, so it was useless for her to persuade him.
Taking it over is not entirely without benefits, at least the child is under your own eyes.
In the side hall, Concubine De vaguely heard the emperor's words outside, and her hands couldn't help but tremble.
She never thought that she would meet her grandchildren under such circumstances.
At this moment, I feel a little regretful.
If she had known this earlier, she would have tolerated Concubine Hui.
In this way, she will not be punished, and she will still be a beloved grandmother in the eyes of her grandchildren.
Now, when the children come here and see that everyone else is eating outside while their grandmother is being punished, how can they maintain their image? What kind of thing is this?
Suddenly his face looked even uglier.
"Huh, it's really amazing that this person has so many grandchildren. The emperor is so concerned about them that he's willing to send a sedan chair to pick them up."
Hearing the sour words from Concubine Hui next to her, Concubine De rolled her eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to her for a moment. She just thought it would be better to keep quiet for a while and not let the children know she was here.
Liang Jiugong's speed was quite fast. In just two quarters of an hour, he had brought in several treasures.
At this time, Liang Jiugong, along with two wet nurses and Gui Ma, each holding a child, entered the Palace of Heavenly Purity.
Dabao was being held by Liang Jiugong at this moment. When he noticed someone had entered the house, he curiously pulled off the hat covering his head. After taking a look, he immediately smiled.
"Father and Mother!" Then, she stretched out her little hand towards Wen Jiu.
Wen Jiu blinked at him: "Dabao, look who that is?"
Wenjiu and Dabao exchanged glances, signaling him to look at Emperor Kangxi above.
Dabao blinked and looked in the direction his mother meant.
Dabao had previously seen Emperor Kangxi at the Fourth Master's residence, wearing casual clothes.
Today, Emperor Kangxi was wearing a dragon robe. Wenjiu was not sure whether Dabao would recognize him.
Dabao tilted his head and stared at Emperor Kangxi for a long time. Suddenly, he clapped his hands and shouted happily, "Huang Ma Fa!"
"Hey! Good boy!"
When Emperor Kangxi saw the child just now, he threw the skewers of meat in his hand aside.
When he heard that Dabao actually recognized him, the unhappy look on his face disappeared instantly.
He lifted his robe, stood up, walked over quickly, pinched Dabao's armpit, lifted the child up, weighed him twice, and smiled again.
"This kid has a good memory and a good physique, and he's gotten stronger. It seems your father and mother raised you well."
Dabao originally wanted to go find his mother, but now he was being picked up like this, and he felt a little dissatisfied.
But this person actually played the game of lifting him up high, and he immediately became happy again, chuckled twice, and said immediately: "Huang Mafa, lift it up high! Higher! Higher!"
Emperor Kangxi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "This kid is quite brave. Aren't you afraid of such a tall thing?"
Dabao nodded seriously: "Don't be afraid! Fly high!"
As he spoke, he gestured with his little hand, pointing to the sky: "Huang Mafa, fly high."
When the Fourth Master saw his son's behavior, he subconsciously touched his nose.
I thought to myself, your royal family can’t take you to fly high.
When I play with my son on weekdays, I sometimes throw him onto the beam.
Wenjiu also glanced at the Fourth Master.
Seeing him cough lightly and continue to grill the meat with his head down, I knew he was guilty.
A few days ago, when Wen Jiu didn't notice, the Fourth Master actually tossed the child around like a balloon.
But those children were still giggling there.
Wen Jiu was so scared that his soul almost flew away.
It was then that I truly realized what it meant to be in a situation where there was no danger, and that my own father was the biggest danger!
Although Wenjiu believed in the Fourth Master's kung fu, he thought that he would not really let the child get hurt.
However, you can't raise a child to be so wild at such a young age.
So I made three rules with the Fourth Master: this kind of extreme sport is not allowed to happen again.
No wonder Dabao was laughing so happily when Emperor Kangxi held him up and joked with him. It had been a long time since he had had so much fun.
"Put these kids down to play, why are you holding them?" Emperor Kangxi continued to play with Dabao while holding him, and did not forget to give the order.
Erbao, Sanbao, and Sibao all ran towards Wenjiu as soon as they landed on the ground.
However, this time not all of them came over to stick to Wenjiu. Only Erbao came over, pulled Wenjiu's sleeve, pointed at the barbecue grill and said, "Mom, I want to eat some meat."
The other two ran to the Fourth Master.
"Father! Let's fly! Let's fly!" Seeing Dabao being held and played by Emperor Kangxi, Sanbao and Sibao also became envious.
One on each side held the Fourth Master's legs and shouted that they wanted to fly.
Sanbao took the time to tug at his mother's sleeve: "Mother, Feifei, come back and eat some meat."
Wen Jiu was at a loss for words and tapped his forehead: "You haven't left anything behind!"
Sanbao looked at his mother's smiling face and smiled happily: "Don't fall behind! Don't fall behind!"
The Fourth Master took a look and finally shook his head: "You can't fly today. You guys go and have some barbecue with your mother."
The two little ones immediately frowned and looked at their flying brother, obviously feeling a little envious.
Sibao still didn't give up, still holding Siye's thigh and said: "Father, fly! Just fly."
Sanbao was very easy to coax. Since his father refused to take him flying, he immediately ran to his mother and said, "Mother, eat some meat, eat some meat."
The Fourth Master pulled Sibao by the collar and put him aside: "No."
Seeing Sibao pouting and looking like he was about to cry, Siye narrowed his eyes and glared at him: "Don't try that."
Sibao pouted immediately: "Mother! Father is so bad!"
The Fourth Master glanced at his fourth son with displeasure, knowing that this kid was going to play tricks again!
I never heard him cry when he was still breastfeeding, so how could he cry for such a small thing?
"Sibao, ignore your father, come on, Uncle Fourteen will take you flying."
Fourteen originally wanted to go find his Dabao, but seeing that Dabao was having so much fun with the Emperor, he couldn't join in. So he went to look at his other nephews, and when he saw Sibao looking so aggrieved, he couldn't help but reach out his hand.
"Sibao, would you like to go play with Uncle Shisi?" Wenjiu asked with a smile when he saw Sibao looking at him.
Sibao tilted his head and glanced at Fourteenth Master: "Fourteenth Uncle?"
"Well, I'm your fourteenth uncle!" Fourteen. He smiled like a kidnapped child and said, "Follow Fourteenth Uncle! You can eat delicious food, drink spicy drinks, and even fly!"
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