Chapter 882 Professionally Taking Over Yan Qingshan
Emperor Mingpei held his forehead with his hand.
In front of his son, the old father once again tried to start the education mode: "But Xinbao..."
Xinbao stared at him silently with his big eyes. After a while, he chanted softly, "I advise the God to shake himself up and send down talents regardless of their background."
Emperor Mingpei: “…”
Although he had never heard of this poem, as a talented emperor, he knew what it meant as soon as he heard it! !
The key is that the word “抖擞” was pronounced in her baby voice, which sounded very much like “抖手”, so she shook her hands subconsciously!! It was really... I was completely moved by her cuteness!! I couldn’t teach her any more!!
How could my granddaughter be so cute!! So smart!!
Even if some of my ideas have some minor problems, so what? ! It’s not a big problem! Even if it is a big problem, who dares to say that my granddaughter is wrong! ! Humph! !
He glanced at the prince and hugged his granddaughter: "Xinbao is right. I am too old-fashioned. All is fair in war! Xinbao is right!"
Yan Qingshan, who was inexplicably bullied, said: "......?"
He said nothing, did nothing, had parents above him and children below him, so he was only fit to take the blame? ? Wei Fengting, who was accompanying outside, listened to the conversation in the carriage with a smile on his face. He sent the emperor to the palace, and then his comrade asked him: "What are you so happy about today?"
Wei Fengting felt a little embarrassed and coughed: "Nothing."
I just feel that the existence of the little princess is a trick to make me give birth to a daughter...but I still don’t even have a wife.
When Xinbao returned to the palace, he excitedly asked someone to pass on writing materials.
Emperor Mingpei thought she was going to write a tear-inducing prescription, so he didn't disturb her. He sat down and slowly drank half a cup of tea.
Yuan Shenjue called him in a low voice: "Your Majesty."
When Emperor Mingpei looked up, he quietly signaled to Xinbao.
Emperor Mingpei took a look and saw Xinbao with a small piece of snow-white arm exposed, writing something.
It has been several months since Xinbao saw Li Songqing tuck in his sleeves, but he has never changed this habit. Even Yuan Shenjue couldn't explain it.
But it’s okay in the summer, but in the winter, even if there is a floor heating in the house, it’s still quite cold with only half of your arms exposed.
The key is that the sleeves of the jacket are really hard to tuck in, and it takes a lot of effort every time.
Emperor Mingpei frowned, changed his clothes, and asked someone to bring him some writing brushes and ink, which he placed on Li Songqing's desk.
But Xinbao was so engrossed in painting that he didn't notice him at all.
So Emperor Mingpei thought about it, and before he started writing, he asked her, "What is Xinbao doing?"
Xinbao said, "I'm drawing an umbrella."
She saw Xie Wenkai holding an umbrella all the time, and she suddenly had the urge to make him a special umbrella.
It is a deep-arched umbrella in the shape of a helmet, a little bigger and deeper, with an arc that goes over the chest. Even the front is the same length, but at the position of the eyes, a "window" is made with the same yarn used for window screens. You can see outside from the inside, but you can't see inside from the outside.
It's just perfect for Xie Wenkai! !
She was so excited about painting that she even wanted to make one for herself. It would be best if the window and the pattern could be integrated together so that if you don't look carefully, you won't even notice the window.
You can peek secretly.
After finally finishing the drawing and writing down the requirements, she thought for a while, took another piece of paper and wrote a letter to Li Zhizhi.
She felt that Li Zhizhi's handwriting and paintings were in line with her style, so she wrote to him and asked him to help draw two umbrellas, one of which was more low-key and inconspicuous, just to cover up the window that was opened for Xie Wen.
One should be more heroic, more chic, and more stylish. It would be best if there is a poem written on it to appear knowledgeable. It should also have a red edge painted on it to match the clothes. This is the one she uses herself.
As she wrote, she chatted with Emperor Mingpei: "Yeah, yeah, have you noticed that many of your high-ranking officials have the surname Li? And those with the surname Li are all good-looking and knowledgeable."
Emperor Mingpei whispered a few instructions to Fang Wuyou and nodded.
Xinbao continued, "It's really convenient to know a lot of high-ranking officials. For example, if Xinbao wants to sell a car, there are high-ranking officials who can help. Or if he wants to paint or write, no matter what he wants to do, he can find an adult who is good at it. Yeye, do you usually feel this way?"
Emperor Mingpei hummed again.
Xinbao finally finished writing the letter, pulled up his sleeves, and waved the paper back and forth in the air, spinning it in circles to make the ink dry faster, while saying, "Xinbao wants his brother to make the car, and he also wants to do something else, and he always cuts in line. Does this count as abusing power for personal gain?"
Before Emperor Mingpei could say anything, she denied it herself: "How can this be considered abusing power for personal gain? Xinbao didn't commit corruption or abuse the law, nor did he accept bribes. This is his legal right as a leader. This is abusing power for personal gain in accordance with the emperor's order!!"
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
Emperor Mingpei smiled and said, "Xinbao is right."
So Xinbao finally convinced himself and asked someone to send all the papers to Lord Li, and specifically reminded him that they were for Li Zhizhi and not Li Tingfang. Then, after he finished painting, he would take them back and send them to the workshop for production.
Emperor Mingpei had waited until now, and finally when his granddaughter had finished her work, he said, "Xinbao, help Ye.Ye grind the ink."
Xinbao said "oh" and came over to help him grind the ink.
Then she saw Ye Ye coming over, holding his sleeve with one hand, and starting to paint with his wrist suspended, with a calm and unrestrained posture.
Then she just watched as Ye Ye drew a line with his pen, and a flower appeared, then another flower appeared... Xinbao opened her mouth wide, staring at the tip of Ye Ye's pen in surprise, and kept looking up at Ye Ye.
Just looking back and forth like this, seeing with his own eyes that Ye Ye had painted a flourishing flower scene, it was simply magical! Xin Bao was extremely surprised.
The main reason is that Emperor Mingpei has always been calm and composed, and he does not have an elegant temperament at all. It is not surprising that he paints mountains and rivers, but he paints such gorgeous and bright flowers... It is really unlike him.
Emperor Mingpei finished the painting in just over two quarters of an hour. He pointed to a spot and said, "You can make a 'window' here. The hazy feeling of the window screen can complement the flowers and add more interest."
Xinbao: “…”
Xin·YeYe brainless fan·Bao, the stars in his big eyes were about to jump out, he was so surprised that he stammered: "Yeah, Yeah you are awesome!! Really awesome!! Ye ye how can you do so many things!! You can do everything, you are great at everything, Ye ye is a genius!! An all-rounder!! The world of geniuses is so scary!!"
She kept on mumbling for half a minute, saying, "Xinbao wants to write a poem for Yeye!!"
Emperor Mingpei's smile faded slightly.
At this moment, a line of poetry appeared in his and Yuan Shen Jue's minds at the same time: "Yuan family Shen Jue is so good-looking, he must be a smart guy."
Emperor Mingpei felt that things were not going well when he thought that he might also become a smart egg or some other egg.
So Emperor Mingpei quickly said, "Xinbao, do you want to learn? In fact, painting is 70% skill and 30% manners. Why don't you give it a try?"
Xinbao's attention was drawn away: "Okay."
(End of this chapter)