Chapter 798 Brother, do I need to say this?
Under the expectant eyes of his brothers, Dabao took out the booklet from his arms with a look of arrogance.
"look!"
Four little heads came over.
Erbao's big black eyes were filled with confusion. He looked at his two equally confused brothers, then at his older brother who was showing off. Finally, he asked the question in his heart: "What is this?"
Sanbao and Sibao exchanged a glance, then looked towards the booklet in Dabao's hand. Then, still confused, they looked back. They repeated in unison, "What is this?"
Dabao frowned immediately: "Look carefully!"
Then, stretch out your little finger to point at the words above.
"Hongyun loves his younger brother..."
Erbao stretched out his little hand and recited it word by word, then pursed his lips and said, "Brother, do I need to say this?"
Sanbao: "Need I say more?"
Sibao: "Speak?"
Dabao blinked, then immediately pointed his little finger downwards: "Look."
The three little kids looked carefully and saw that it said: Mother loves her babies.
Erbao: "...Brother, do I need to say this?"
Sanbao: "Need I say more?"
Sibao: "Speak?"
Dabao was so angry that he stared and flipped through several pages. Finally, he took out the ultimate bomb and threw it out with a snap: "Look!"
The treasures looked at each other again, and finally the third treasure stretched out his little finger, pointed to the middle word, and asked, "Brother, how do you read this?"
"This is Yin!" Dabao said.
"What about this one?" Sibao pointed to one.
"This is Zhen." Dabao clenched his fists in anger and said, "You don't even recognize my father's name. I won't show it to you!"
As he said this, he took the booklet and stuffed it into his arms.
"Don't!" Sanbao immediately said with a smile, "Brother, don't be angry."
She immediately grabbed Dabao's booklet and said, "Brother's booklet is so beautiful!"
As he said this, he secretly stretched out his little hand and pinched Erbao and Sibao beside him.
Erbao: "...Yeah, it looks really good."
Sibao: "Wow! It looks so good."
Dabao then curled his lips and said, "Of course it looks good. Let me show you, this is my father's handwriting. If you look closely, it's what Mr. Zhang Ying said, vigorous and powerful. My father is so amazing." As he said this, he puffed out his little chest proudly.
Sanbao looked again: "Ama's handwriting? Isn't Ama sick?"
Erbao nodded: "Ama has a hard time holding chopsticks, so mother keeps feeding him."
Sibao: "Yeah, Ama can't do that. It wasn't written by Ama."
Dabao glared at me when he heard this: "You're all stupid! This was written by my father! I forgot what Mr. Zhang Ying said, my father's handwriting is excellent!"
Seeing the others’ distrustful expressions, Dabao was furious: “I’m ignoring you.”
After saying that, he fell headfirst onto the bed and closed his eyes: "Turn off the lights! Go to sleep!"
I was secretly thinking that these younger brothers didn't understand me at all.
Ama is still a patient now, but he still writes for him so carefully.
Besides, his father's handwriting is so beautiful. E'niang was right, in Amen's eyes, his handwriting must be very bad.
Suddenly realizing that he had many misunderstandings about Ama, Dabao clenched his fists and thought to himself that he must bring Ama his favorite fruit tomorrow morning.
The others were obviously still a little curious about Dabao's name, but they saw that their brother didn't seem to be in a good mood.
The three of us poked each other, and in the end, no one dared to go over and everyone went back into their own bed.
The next morning, when Master Zhang Ying was giving a lecture, he realized something was wrong. Prince Honghui, who usually took good care of his other brothers, was acting differently today and didn't even glance at them.
He only held his small brush and copied the calligraphy carefully.
Zhang Ying didn't take it too seriously at first, but a little later he realized that the other princes were bringing all kinds of food to Prince Hongyun, trying to please them.
Only Prince Hongyun kept a stern face and ignored everyone. The other princes were happy to do as they pleased, following behind him and doing whatever he was told.
Speaking of which, Zhang Ying is also quite interested in the calligraphy works written by Prince Hongyun.
When I saw the homework they handed in later, I couldn't help but take a closer look at it.
Then he praised in surprise: "Brother Hongyun's calligraphy has improved quite a bit. I'm sure he's worked hard today."
After hearing this, Dabao grinned, stood up properly, and put his two chubby little hands together: "Thank you for the compliment, sir."
Looking at the baby in front of him who was not even two years old, Zhang Ying was shocked again.
As ministers, while sharing the emperor's worries was their duty, this was their first time teaching such a young grandson. It would be impossible for Zhang Ying to say he wasn't feeling uneasy. He had been prime minister for over two years, and the court was extremely busy. He was old, and although his son had also entered the officialdom, his foundation was not stable.
The emperor assigned him to teach his grandchildren at this time. It can be said that it shows the emperor's trust in him, but it is indeed not a good job.
What could a baby who was just over a year old do? It was just a disguised form of playing with a child. It was just to help him develop his character.
However, what surprised him was that the four young princes in the Fourth Master's Mansion were not what he thought they were at all.
He had never seen a child this smart when he was just over one year old.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ying subconsciously reached out and helped Hongyun up, then asked, "Brother Hongyun, are you in a bad mood today?"
Dabao blinked his eyes and suddenly grinned: "Sir, Dabao is in a very good mood. Sir, you are right, my father is very powerful. Dabao will write an extra big character today."
Zhang Ying was stunned, not quite understanding what he was saying, but he smiled and nodded, "It's a good thing that Brother Honghui is diligent, but he shouldn't sleep too late. Your health is more important."
"Don't worry, sir. I understand." Dabao nodded obediently and said,
Went out the door.
As soon as he left, Erbao and the other two immediately popped their heads out from behind the desk and asked, "Sir, is my brother gone?"
Zhang Ying immediately glanced at the boys and said, "Let's go."
Erbao frowned and said, "Sir, please be busy first. We have some important things to take care of. We will be leaving now."
The three treasures and four treasures behind him also bowed to the gentleman and said, "Sir, I will leave first."
Zhang Ying watched the little brats walk away from him, and suddenly came to his senses. He immediately said, "Hurry up and send someone to tell the young princes to learn horsemanship with Master Ma Qi before they receive their pay. They must not be late."
"Yes." The servant beside him responded and immediately trotted after him.
…
"Ama, Ama, look what Dabao brought you!"
Just as the Fourth Master was staring at the account book in frustration, he suddenly heard his son's crisp voice.
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