An Tianbao is over one year old, and is at the age when he is lively, active and loves to learn to talk.
After hearing the Queen's last few words, I imitated them, "Play...with...the baby..."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh.
Mingxin came forward and said, "Hello, my name is Xinbao and your name is Tianbao."
"I'm older than you, you have to call me sister."
"Xinbao, you should call Tianbao your little cousin." An Li said with a smile.
Mingxin shook her head. She didn't want to scream.
This little cousin who is still drooling is really too young.
If she screams it out, where will she put her face?
"elder sister..."
At this time, An Tianbao's soft voice came.
Ming Xin sighed, secretly took out a piece of dried dragon meat from the space, and put it in her hand.
"Sister, eat it and you will grow taller." She pouted and reached out to pinch An Tianbao's face.
So cute!
“You!”
"You two are calling each other the wrong generation."
The Empress Dowager shook her head and smiled. They were really funny.
The Empress returned to chatting about family matters. "Ah Li, Xinbao is already three years old. Why hasn't she started early childhood education yet?"
An Li glanced at her daughter and said, "Aunt, Xinbao is precocious and really doesn't want to go."
"So they hired a few teachers to teach her at home. When she's older, it won't be too late to go to school."
In addition to Wang Wei's teaching, he also invited several painters, musicians and others.
The Queen nodded. Yes, it was obvious that Xinbao was different from other children since she was a child.
"Ali, don't worry."
"Life is short. How many years does childhood last?"
"Let Xinbao play more. The most important thing is to be happy and healthy."
The Empress Dowager spoke the truth of life.
She lived for more than eighty years and only understood this truth when she was sixty.
"Grandma, don't worry."
"Li'er won't force Xinbao. She's my precious baby."
An Li covered his mouth and laughed.
They sat in the flower pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.
Noon.
The ninth prince An Xuanye is back.
She pursed her lips and looked like she was about to cry.
He suddenly threw himself into the Queen's arms and started crying.
"Mother, is Ye'er very stupid?"
The Ninth Prince cried like a little kitten, and the snot bubbles that had not been seen for a long time appeared again.
The Queen wiped it with disdain and said softly, "Ye'er is not stupid, he is the smartest child."
"Tell my mother what happened?"
"The teacher said I had a pig's brain and couldn't memorize the Sacred Texts."
The Ninth Prince was sobbing.
The entire "Sacred Texts" has more than 10,000 words. How could he memorize it?
In the class, only Master Zhou’s eldest grandson was able to recite it.
The Empress frowned. She knew that this "Records of the Holy Texts" was written by Emperor Shengwen, the founding emperor of the An family.
Patting his son's head, he comforted him, "Ye'er is not stupid. He will be able to memorize it after a little more time."
"Are you the only one in your class who hasn't memorized it?"
The Ninth Prince shook his head.
Wiping away tears, he said, "Only one person carried it on his back."
"The teacher called other classmates "dog-brains" and "turtle-brains," and Ye'er "pig-brains."
Phew!
Mingxin was happy and giggled.
Seeing the Ninth Prince crying so hard, the Empress Dowager and An Li, who had not dared to say anything just now, both laughed now.
This gentleman has a really bad temper!
“Wuwuwu…”
"Grandma, cousin, don't laugh, don't laugh."
"Yer is smart. He memorized half of it."
The Ninth Prince waved his hand. How could he laugh when he was still crying?
"Uncle, I can recite it too."
Mingxin took small steps and walked up to him.
The Ninth Prince covered his ears and refused to listen. He did not believe it.
Such a little kid can recite it.
"War smoke rises everywhere, the people are displaced. The kings of the world fight for supremacy..."
Mingxin memorized them all based on her memory of just one glance.
During this period.
The Ninth Prince was so shocked that he didn't dare to cry.
The Empress Dowager and the others fell silent and listened quietly to Mingxin's recitation.
Mingxin did not stop for half an hour.
I memorized it all in one breath!
“Wuwuwu…”
"I really am stupid. My niece, who is younger than me, can carry me on her back."
After the shock.
The Ninth Prince really cried. If you say he was crying just now, it was because he was seeking comfort from the Queen Mother.
I was really shocked at this moment!
The Queen didn't know how to express her inner feelings. Xinbao was indeed different from other children.
Hearing her son's broken cry, she hurried to comfort him.
"Xinbao, my little Xinbao!"
"You must be a treasure sent by God to Dayong. You are really amazing!"
The Queen Mother gave a thumbs up and praised.
I have lived for so many years and met countless people, but only her, my great-granddaughter, is special.
He must be someone blessed by God!
"Hehe, great-grandmother is also a treasure."
"Little cousin, don't cry! I can tell you the secret of how to carry it back."
Mingxin chuckled.
He walked over and patted the Ninth Prince on the shoulder.
The Ninth Prince burst into tears and was deeply devastated. He didn't even want to go to the Imperial College anymore.
When Mingxin heard the secret, his clever little ears moved.
"My little niece, are you telling the truth?"
"If it's true, you'll be my sister from now on!"
The ninth prince's eyes sparkled.
Anyone who can recite the Sacred Texts is a genius, and he also wants to be a genius.
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