Finally, even the pageboys further to the side couldn't resist chatting with their friends... Qi Qi couldn't help but go over to listen in...
Although the Ninth Prince had a bad temper, his little pageboy didn't. He looked very well-behaved and cute, like a little brother next door, making one's heart soften for a moment and forget about the rule that masters shouldn't interact. When one came to their senses, the little pageboy was already sitting next to them, with his hand on their arm...
Startled, the young page covered his mouth and whispered, "And then what? And then what happened?"
I had no choice but to continue.
And as they were talking, a small piece of mung bean cake inexplicably appeared in their hand.
"Eat up, brother, it's delicious."
The young pageboy bent down and handed out small pieces to each person with a smile, making it impossible for anyone to refuse.
Of the row of pageboys, at least half were silently observing the new pageboy.
Qi Qi wasn't intimidated by the curiosity these people had about him. He stepped forward and introduced himself. Seeing his generous demeanor and kind face, the others naturally exchanged a few words with him, except for those who didn't get along with the Ninth Prince.
Qi Qi felt he could tick off his friend-making plan for the day. He was a little scared before coming this morning, probably because the memories of the palace dramas on TV were still fresh in his mind. He always felt that there would be all sorts of palace intrigues and dangerous things happening in the palace. The masters were walking on eggshells, and the servants had to keep their heads on the line. Qi Qi was a little eunuch in the villain's camp, so he had to be even more careful... Since he wasn't smart, he had to be even more cautious.
Unexpectedly, these pageboys are quite easy to get along with. They should be able to get along well in the future, without arguing or causing trouble. Qi Qi wants to live a peaceful life in the palace and also needs to persuade his godfather Defu to live like that. He doesn't want there to be troublemakers trying to harm him.
People who have eaten together tend to have a certain degree of goodwill towards each other, subconsciously or unconsciously.
...
After finishing reading a piece of text, Amu looked up and saw Qi Qi chatting with the pageboy who was accompanying the scholar next to him. His eyes were shining brightly. They covered their mouths in surprise, not knowing what they were talking about.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and the pageboys from those military officers' households also went over...
After a while, I don't know when, I ended up chatting with a few eunuchs again.
Amu: "..."
How could he not know when these pageboys started eating people's food and chatting with them so casually?
On the other side, the Ninth Prince finished reading an article and turned to see what his chubby pageboy was doing. Through the screen, he could only see a little shadow. The shortest one must be him. Hmm... with so many people around, what are they doing?
The seventh prince, who was sitting further back, had good hearing and could hear a little bit of what was being said, but he couldn't understand what they were talking about. He could only see the little eunuchs sitting here and there.
A class lasts two hours, which is really long. If someone needs to go to the restroom, they can raise their hand and signal to Teacher Nie, then go to the restroom and come back.
Qi Qi occasionally checked the time. After about an hour, students started going to the restroom one after another. When the Ninth Prince went to the restroom, Amu patted Qi Qi, and Qi Qi immediately realized what was happening and followed him out through the back door.
When I came out during class time, the air seemed fresher, especially since classes were still in session.
Qi Qi followed the Ninth Prince eagerly. The princes had their own private rooms, which were well-designed, incense-filled, and had small cubicles.
After the Ninth Prince finished, he gestured for Qi Qi to take his turn here as well.
Qi Qi looked around. The Ninth Prince snorted and urged, "Hurry up, there's no one here."
Qi Qi immediately went into the last cubicle to take care of his personal needs, and then they went to the door to wash their hands. After washing his hands, the Ninth Prince did not go back immediately, but turned and walked towards the bamboo grove on the side.
Qi Qi whispered, "Your Highness, skipping class?"
The Ninth Prince's aloofness dropped from 100% to 30% after a few days of getting to know him, turning him into a handsome young man who was still aloof but not bad-natured: "It's too stuffy, let's get some fresh air."
Qi Qi: "It's a little exciting."
The Ninth Prince said openly and honestly, "It's alright. My father knows I'm not in good health and has previously decreed that I don't need to sit in the classroom for long periods of time."
That's a brilliant move...
The small bamboo grove was a perfect place to relax, with not only a small bridge and flowing water, but also a swing, stone tables and chairs. A small dark shadow darted past the bamboo, and Qi Qi didn't see it clearly: "A squirrel?"
The Ninth Prince said speechlessly, "Where would squirrels and bamboo rats come from in a bamboo forest!"
What were you doing in the back just now?
Qi Qi: "I didn't do anything."
"Um?"
"Yes, um, let's chat."
The Ninth Prince walked to the stone table and sat down: "What do you want to talk about?"
What else could they talk about? Gossip, of course! But could they really share such adult gossip with a five-year-old? Qi Qi considered himself very mature; he would absolutely not…
"Whether you tell me or not, I'll make you get up at five tomorrow."
Looking at the chubby boy with his eyes darting around and his expression changing, the Ninth Prince knew it would be hard not to notice.
"Fine, fine, you're threatening me... Unfortunately, Qi Qi can't stand being threatened, so he immediately said, 'We're... gossiping.'"
Waking up early is so painful!
"The Eight Trigrams?"
Qi Qi chose a more normal one to say: "I heard that there is some kind of martial arts conference being held in the south recently, and they are going to gather all the masters in the martial arts world to select the person with the strongest martial arts to be the leader."
"Anything else?"
Qi Qi blinked his big eyes and said seriously, "No, we were talking about what the martial arts tournament is, and whether all the people in it are exceptionally skilled in martial arts."
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