Chapter 574: The Disciple is a Good Disciple

Emperor Mingpei listened for a while and nodded slowly: "What you said makes sense."

Cheng Fuju suddenly said, "In fact, the emperor just wants everyone to understand that Your Highness is the most important person in the emperor's heart. In my opinion, it is better to give Your Highness a piece of clothing than a position."

Emperor Mingpei raised his eyebrows but did not answer.

But he didn't answer, which just showed that he listened.

Cheng Fuju means to bestow clothing.

It's not an ordinary bestowed clothing, but something like the crown prince's clothing. Xinbao himself can feel this, and it's more intuitive for others to see. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince won't mind.

Cheng Fuju finished speaking and suddenly felt a little emotional.

He thought to himself that the emperor was the closest relative to his grandson, there was no one else like him!

He thought to himself, glancing at the expressions of the two people beside him.

But he found that both Gan Baibi and Wang Ronggui were pondering and thinking seriously. Obviously, they didn't think there was anything strange about this. The little princess deserves the best!

Cheng Fuju: “…”

I often find myself at odds with you all because I still have some sense.

The adults were talking about adult topics, and outside, Xinbao and a few friends were having a great time.

The lotus flowers here are all famous species, and the flowers are very big. These people are not elegant people, and they are very good at destroying the flowers. Xinbao picked a petal and put it on his face to sniff it, and gave Yuan Shenjue a smile: "It smells good, come and smell it!"

She called Fang Wuyou: "Manager Fang, pour some of Yeye's tea for Xinbao."

She held up the petals in her small hands, and Fang Wuyou said, "Your Highness, please be careful and don't get burned."

He stretched out his hand to protect her hand and poured her a little bit.

Xinbao held it in both hands, blew on it carefully, then raised it high and took a sip, "Hmm, it smells so good!! Xinbao is such an elegant person."

She raised it again: "Pour some more."

Fang Wuyou poured her another glass, and Xinbao said to Mingpeidi and the others: "Cheers!!"

Gan Baibi and the others all picked up their teacups with a smile. Xinbao drank it all in one gulp, and the water flowed down his neck.

Yuan Shenjue came over silently, took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into her collar to cover it.

Xinbao avoided his hand while holding up the flower petals: "Butler Fang, another cup, a little more."

Fang Wuyou poured her a little more and raised it to Yuan Shenjue's lips: "Brother Xiaoxian, drink it."

Yuan Shenjue frowned slightly.

Tuanzi said: "Xinbao has already drunk it twice, which is equivalent to washing it and making it clean."

Yuan Shenjue: “…”

He could only take a sip, and Xinbao asked, "Isn't it delicious? Does it have a floral scent?!"

"Yes," Yuan Shenjue said without any principle, "It has the scent of tea and the scent of flowers."

Tuanzi smiled with her teeth but no eyes, and then drank one cup after another. Yuan Shenjue was afraid that she would drink too much and feel bloated and uncomfortable, so he said to her: "Xinbao, how about we call an artist to draw?"

"That's right!" Xinbao immediately clasped his hands together like a trumpet and shouted towards the shore: "Call Mr. Zheng over! Call a few more painters over!"

The people on the shore responded and left.

Hao Huashi suggested: "Master, look at that little bridge hole over there, isn't it quite unique? Why don't we get a small boat, and Master, you come out from under the bridge holding an umbrella, wow, how beautiful it would be!"

Tuanzi was a little tempted, but still shook his head: "Xinbao doesn't dare to sit alone."

"What are you afraid of? It's so beautiful!"

Tuanzi still shook her head: "Although beauty is important, life is more important."

Hao Huashi couldn't stop laughing, and poked Yuan Shenjue back: "Then you go."

"Yes," Tuanzi looked at him with bright eyes, "Brother Xiaoxian, go ahead."

Yuan Shenjue said: "When the painter comes, I will take you over and we will sit together."

Xinbao immediately said, "Okay."

Hao Huashi remembered and said, "Master, didn't you say you wanted to learn painting? Now the Duke has learned it, what about you?"

Tuanzi choked.

Then she said vaguely, "Xinbao drew it. He drew it for Yeye."

Lian Yuan Shenjue couldn't help but ask, "What did you draw?"

Tuanzi said, "I drew a super majestic Yeye."

Yuan Shenjue said: "What is it like? I have never seen it before."

Tuanzi said without any guilt: "Because the painting is so good, Yeye likes it very much and kept it as a treasure, so you can't see it anymore." She turned around and said: "Isn't it, Yeye!"

Emperor Mingpei nodded: "Yes."

Tuanzi turned his head proudly.

Hao Huashi said: "Then draw another one!"

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“No,” Tuanzi shook his hand: “Xinbao has stopped writing, and if there are too many paintings, they will no longer be valuable.”

Hao Huashi said in surprise: "Well, it's a bit early to close it!!"

Poof! Gan Baibi and the others at the back couldn't stop laughing. Even Emperor Mingpei laughed out loud: "Hua Shi is really mischievous."

Tuanzi was laughed at, and complained to Yuan Shenjue in frustration: "My disciple is a good disciple, but it's a pity that he has a big mouth."

Hao Huashi laughed and apologized repeatedly.

After a while, the painter came, and the boat also came, and then Yuan Shenjue jumped over with the dumpling in his arms.

Tuanzi shouted over there, "You guys draw first! And the other adults! Leave some space at the bow for Xinbao! Xinbao will be back soon!"

The painters bowed their hands repeatedly to show that they had heard it. Xinbao then said, "Master Zheng, you come and paint Xinbao and Brother Xiaoxian!!"

Zheng Li responded.

The two of them sat down on the boat. Xinbao straightened her back and posed like a very ladylike woman.

But after a while, her eyes were drawn to the lotus flowers beside her. She reached out her hand to splash some water nearby, and when she felt it was cool, she squatted down and played in the water.

Yuan Shenjue could only stop that posture and bend down to look at her.

Xinbao used his hands as paddles and rowed again and again. After many times, he finally reached a lotus flower. Then he grabbed it with both hands and pulled it down.

The lotus stem was quite tough and very thick, not easy to break. Xinbao used his whole body to pull and tug, and the boat tilted to that side.

Yuan Shenjue could only put one hand around her waist and reach for the sword at his waist with his other hand.

As a result, when he put his arm around Tuanzi's waist, he touched Tuanzi's ticklish spot. Tuanzi burst out laughing, then let go of his hand while laughing, leaving only two hands full of water.

Yuan Shenjue slashed with his sword, then sheathed the sword, took the flower in his hand and handed it to Tuanzi.

The two of them started playing around there.

The group played for nearly two hours, and the painter had not finished painting when they left.

So they were left there to paint, and Mingpeidi and the others came back.

Xinbao didn't pay attention when she was playing, and only found out after she was done that both her hands and wrists were sunburned. There was no aloe vera at the time, so Huashuang soaked a handkerchief in water and applied it to her hands.

Tuanzi looked up and asked, "Is Xinbao tanned?"

"No," Yuan Shenjue pinched her little arm and touched her face: "It's a little red."

Tuanzi thought for a moment and said, "Xinbao needs to build a shed where he practices martial arts. Otherwise, when summer is over and Xinbao comes home, Daddy won't recognize him! Do you want it?"

Yuan Shenjue smiled and said, "I don't want it."

Yan Ke left with a smile.

In the evening, several painters' paintings were delivered, but Zheng Li said that his painting was not finished yet and therefore did not deliver it.

Although Xinbao forgot to go back to the boat at the end of the game, he was on the boat when they arrived, so Xinbao and Yuan Shenjue were also painted on the bow of the boat, and the painting looked pretty nice.

It was not until the next morning that Zheng Li's painting was delivered.

(End of this chapter)