015 Cute, can do **
One child is a treasure, but a group of children is definitely not a treasure, but a nuisance...
Chun Hui and the other three were so troubled by this group of children that they wished they could go up the mountain or return to the capital as soon as possible.
The former, depending on the situation, is not very promising, while the latter is probably more difficult.
Since arriving at the foot of Xuanxiao Palace, this group of children have been thinking every day about how to break through the defenses of Xuanxiao Palace and fight their way up the mountain, or use a trick to lure the people on the mountain and take them away early.
They used every trick they could, including acting like a spoiled child, making threats, pretending to be sick, and lying about military intelligence.
"You bunch of scholars are always complaining all the time. You are not decisive at all. Why are you thinking about these things that are useful or not? In my opinion, we should just go and kill them directly." Zhai Dongming's son, Zhai Xiaoming, did not understand his father's painstaking efforts at all. He spoke in a soldier-like manner as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Xiao Ming is right. The methods you come up with are useless. His Highness is so smart, it would be strange if he was fooled." Si Cheng's son, Si Xiaoshuai, stood firmly on Zhai Xiaoming's side. They firmly believed that fists were more useful than brains.
Yuwen Yuanhua's little son, Yuanzi, also echoed, "If you are afraid, the three of us will rush ahead. My father told me that we don't have to be afraid of getting into trouble, as long as we are not thrown back. His Highness will not let us lose our lives."
"My dad said the same thing. We won't die anyway, so there's nothing to be afraid of. It won't hurt to take a risk." Si Xiaoshuai gave a thumbs up and was eager to make a move.
As soon as he heard about the mechanism of Xuanxiao Palace, he wanted to try it.
"Uncle doesn't like people who show off their bravery. What you are doing will only make uncle unhappy." The future head of the family sent by the Wang family has never spoken actively. This time, he had to remind these three people because he saw that they were too impulsive.
"Tsk... Why do I need the eldest master to be satisfied? I'm here to accompany the grand prince." Zhai Xiaoming immediately showed his disdain.
He didn't want to learn from the eldest son. He hated those people who talked a lot. He got a headache whenever the teacher opened his mouth.
"It doesn't hurt to give it a try. It's not a good idea for us to just waste time at the foot of the mountain." Fu Xiaolin, Fu Lin's son, was not under any pressure. His father said that he came here to cling to the Grand Prince's thigh.
Of course, there has to be style when it comes to currying favor with someone. It shouldn’t be obvious to others and it should be done unnoticeably, just like his father did in the past.
Seeing that everyone was ready to make a move, classmate Cui Xiaoting calmly stepped out and said, "The eldest son is the eldest prince's adoptive father. You should know that the eldest prince respects the eldest son very much. If the eldest son is not satisfied, the eldest prince will definitely be unhappy. If the eldest prince is unhappy, I'm afraid our life in Xuanxiao Palace will not be easy. I think you don't want to be sent back?"
Those who can come here are all outstanding people. No matter what their personality is, they all have the same pride in their bones and they do not accept failure.
"The road up the mountain is not easy to walk on. If we are injured and unable to climb the mountain, His Highness will only think that we are weak." The boy from the Wang family and Cui Xiaoting are natural allies, and they have always stood on the same side.
"If you don't force your way in, why don't you come up with a useful solution?" Zhai Xiaoming looked provocative, while Yuwen Xiaoyuan and Si Xiaoshuai were of the same mind.
Cui Xiaoting and Wang Xiaosheng kept silent with stern faces...
If they had a better method, they would have used it long ago instead of wasting time here.
As soon as Fu Xiaolin saw that something was not right, he immediately came out to fight. After discussing for a long time, they still couldn't come to a conclusion and left unhappily again...
"How come these six people combined can't beat His Highness?" Four Seasons Beautiful Maid, who was watching these guys struggle at the foot of the mountain and had been with them for more than a month, had roughly figured out the situation of these six people.
The six boys have actually been divided into factions. Zhai Xiaoming, Si Xiaoshuai and Yuwen Xiaoyuan, three boys who practice martial arts, have similar interests and spend more time together.
Cui Xiaoting and Wang Xiaosheng were relatives, so they naturally stuck together. Fu Xiaolin couldn't understand it at all, because he was close to everyone, could play with everyone, and had good relationships with people from both sides.
"His Highness was personally taught by the eldest young master. A good teacher produces an excellent student." Qiu Hua is a fan of the eldest young master. It looks like she is praising Naibao, but in fact she is praising Wang Jinling.
Xia Wan was the calmest and most rational: "If you spread this, their masters will cry."
Qiu Hua stuck out her tongue and didn't argue with Xia Wan...
Chun Hui shook her head and wrote to Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince as a routine to report the battle situation. Of course, the battle situation was the same as before, and it still ended in failure.
"It's been more than a month, and I still haven't been able to go to Xuanxiao Palace. Should I ask Fu Lin and the others to write a letter to their son?" The Ninth Prince held the letter, looking dissatisfied...
Well, actually he was quite proud of it.
How could he not be proud of his son taking on six people at once?
"That's fine. Naibao has the eldest young master behind him. It's fair for them to seek help from their father." Recently, Feng Qingchen has not been as concerned about the affairs of the six boys as the Ninth Uncle.
Si Xing was in Beiling and hadn't sent any news for three months. Feng Qingchen was a little worried that something might happen to him. But when she thought of Ling Mo being there, she felt relieved...
"Does Wang Jinling need to step in to help Naibao deal with these six boys?" The Ninth Prince was full of confidence in his son.
Feng Qingchen put away his thoughts, walked behind the Ninth Uncle, hugged him from behind, and took the paper out of his hand: "Let me see what Chun Hui wrote."
"Such a weak move really does not require the eldest young master to step in." After reading it, Feng Qingchen agreed with the Ninth Uncle's judgment.
The Ninth Prince took Feng Qingchen's hand and pinned him to his shoulder: "It's not their trick, it's our son who is excellent and will not be fooled."
"Naibao is older than them." One or two years older, that's still older, and he has always been taught by the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling personally. It would be a shame if a child taught by these two didn't have any skills at all.
"Naibao has learned more and more things than them." The Ninth Prince still firmly believed that his son was the best. Feng Qingchen also thought so, but she was not like the Ninth Prince who would say it out loud.
Feng Qingchen praised Zhai Xiaoming and the others fairly: "Among children, these few are very rare. Each has their own strengths. With them around, the baby won't be lonely."
Although Naibao is precocious, he is not a genius. He needs playmates of the same age. Feng Qingchen thinks that the ones chosen by the Ninth Prince are all good.
"Yeah." The Ninth Prince did not deny that other people's children were good, but no matter how good they were, they were still other people's children and could not compare to his son.
“Write a letter to the Valley Master, asking him to keep an eye on the cute baby and not let her run around, especially to Xuanxiao Palace.” The Ninth Prince always liked to take precautions against future problems.
These six boys are about the same age as Mengbao. It would be bad if Mengbao fell in love with any of them.
"What are you thinking about? Mengbao is still young, and these boys don't understand these things yet." Feng Qingchen couldn't help but want to laugh. She put her arms around the ninth uncle's neck and leaned on his back and said, "You, you are worrying so early. When Mengbao grows up, you will be worried to death."
"It's still a long way to go for the cute baby to reach adulthood." The Ninth Prince frowned, really starting to worry. Feng Qingchen was crying and laughing, biting the Ninth Prince's neck: "You're so cute like this..."
"Cute?" The Ninth Prince immediately got angry and hugged Feng Qingchen with his backhand, pressing Feng Qingchen on his legs: "Feng Qingchen, the word cute cannot be used to describe a man. I will teach you how to use cute tonight!"
Cute, something you can do!
A note to readers: I couldn’t think of any nice names, so I just didn’t give them any. I think it’s quite interesting to call them this.