The Tenth Prince, having just been reminded by the Ninth Prince's cough, hesitated to answer this time, instead casting a glance at the Ninth Prince, Yin Tang, as if to signal him to answer.
Yinzhen opened his mouth to answer, but was interrupted by the Fourth Prince, who said, "Tenth Brother, you answer."
The stopped Prince Yinzhen gave the Tenth Prince Yinzhen a "watch your words" look. Yinzhen understood and gave the Ninth Prince Yinzhen a "don't worry" look. The Ninth Prince Yinzhen replied in a loud voice, "I'm just afraid that the Fourth Prince will become stupid from writing big characters. I'm taking him out to clear his head."
Fourth Master continued, "How could it make you stupid? Everyone practices writing big characters like this."
The Tenth Prince immediately said, "But for a child like the Fourth Prince, that's too many!"
Fourth Master's tone remained indifferent: "How much? Not much."
"How can it not be a lot? Besides the regular large characters he was assigned to write, you also punished him with 600 large characters to complete in a month."
Upon hearing this, the Fourth Prince's eyes flickered, and he instantly seized upon the Tenth Prince's carelessness, "You have a problem with the way I punished him?"
"Of course I have an opinion!" The Tenth Prince hadn't even reacted yet, still answering in a carefree manner. The Ninth Prince, however, reacted quickly, immediately poking the Tenth Prince with his folding fan. The Tenth Prince pushed the Ninth Prince's folding fan away, shouting, "Ninth Brother, don't poke me, it tickles!" He didn't realize at all that the Ninth Prince was trying to remind him.
The Ninth Prince glared at the Tenth Prince speechlessly, then continued to cough and remind him.
But it was all for naught. "Ninth Brother, you're thirsty. If you're thirsty, just drink some water!" the Tenth Prince said to the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince sighed, facepalming.
Before the Ninth Prince could remind the Tenth Prince again, the Tenth Prince turned his gaze to the Fourth Prince and continued to answer him: "Fourth Brother, you're too petty. It's just because of the painting that Little Fourth Prince left with the Emperor!"
At this point, the Tenth Prince's mind was instantly filled with the image of the aloof and adorable Q-version Fourth Prince. Before he could even realize he had said the wrong thing, he couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter again.
The Ninth Prince reacted quickly, realizing the Tenth Prince had misspoke as soon as he finished speaking, and wanted to hit him with his folding fan.
But the Tenth Prince's words instantly made the image of the aloof and adorable Q version of the Fourth Prince in his mind even more vivid. He laughed so hard that he covered his stomach with one hand, and his hand holding the folding fan was shaking so much that he could barely hold it. How could he possibly hit the Tenth Prince?
Fourth Master's face darkened instantly.
The Ninth and Tenth Princes, who were laughing, realized something was wrong, but they couldn't control their laughter. Despite the Fourth Prince's dark expression, they laughed unrestrainedly.
The cooling function on the dark-faced Fourth Master immediately activated, continuously emitting cold air.
At the same time, he made a mental note of Hongxuan's mistake, saying it was all because of Hongxuan's carelessness!
However, he remembered that the thirteenth and fourteenth princes had also come to see Hongxuan yesterday, and they couldn't help but laugh when they saw him. Fourth Master understood why; it was all because of that chibi-style drawing!
In an instant, Fourth Master added two more marks to his mind for Hongxuan, his face darkened even more, and he exuded even more coldness.
Feeling the temperature in the room drop significantly, the Ninth Prince and the Tenth Prince tried hard to control themselves. The Ninth Prince tapped his head with a folding fan to remind himself, while the Tenth Prince pinched his thigh hard to control himself.
But it was too late. The Ninth and Tenth Princes, seeing their visibly displeased Fourth Brother, thought to themselves: "It seems the Fourth Prince won't be able to go out to play this time."
Unexpectedly, the fourth brother's cold voice came from beside him, "Master agrees."
"What!" The Ninth Prince and the Tenth Prince were both incredulous.
You agreed?!
Fourth Brother is so easy to talk to?!
What Lao Shi (himself) just said can be said to have dug a pit for Xiao Sizi!
The Fourth Master ignored their idle chatter and continued, "However, tell Hongxuan that playing is fine, but he must finish the calligraphy he ordered to write, and he can't neglect his homework either. I will check it."
That's it!
The Ninth Prince and the Tenth Prince exchanged a glance and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Fourth Prince hadn't paid attention to the pit he had just dug and hadn't buried the Fourth Prince too deep. He was only being checked on his studies and there was no further punishment.
Ninth Prince Yinzhen was the first to answer: "Okay, Fourth Brother, don't worry, I will definitely explain it to the Fourth Prince!"
Then the Tenth Prince replied, "Yes, Fourth Brother, don't worry, I will definitely deliver the message."
The Fourth Prince watched the Ninth Prince and the Tenth Prince leave, and pursed his lips.
Su Peisheng lowered his eyelids, silently mourning for Prince Hongxuan: It seems that the master will definitely not let this go.
That evening, Fourth Master took Su Peisheng to Hongxuan's residence.
"Father, what brings you here?" As he spoke, Hongxuan personally served tea to the Fourth Master.
Fourth Master took the tea, a half-smile playing on his lips. "Homework, checking it out, didn't your Ninth and Tenth Uncles tell you?"
"I told you!" Hongxuan said confidently, "Father, you can check it. It'll definitely pass."
But then, Hongxuan's expression changed.
It wasn't that he couldn't answer, or that he stammered, or that he thought about it for a long time.
It's because the Fourth Prince is too picky. Normally, he would approve it after a check-up, but now he finds fault with every little thing.
Hongxuan went from being speechless at "Why do you nitpick such a small 'flaw'?" to feeling frustrated at "Why are there so many small 'flaws'?" to feeling dejected at "Why are you still nitpicking?", and then to being lectured by all sorts of nagging.
Half an hour, an hour, an hour and a half, two hours later, the parched Fourth Master shouted, "Let's stop here for now."
This has been going on for far too long. Hongxuan felt as if he had swallowed a whole lot of bitter herbs. This familiar formula meant that he had been tricked again. He decided to take back what he had said the day before yesterday: "Father is so good to him."
Seeing that Hongxuan was unhappy, the Fourth Prince finally felt relieved. He drank three cups of tea and his dry throat, which had been dry from talking too much, was soothed.
Putting down his teacup, Fourth Master reached out onto the table and casually rummaged through the items. Suddenly, he paused, his eyes fixed intently on the things he had found.
"These were sent by your mother?" As he spoke, the Fourth Prince had already started flipping through them.
Hongxuan nodded: "Yes, Father!"
As the Fourth Master watched, the curve of his lips grew wider and wider.
When Hongxuan saw that the Fourth Prince had shifted his attention away from him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was extremely grateful to his mother, because it was thanks to the letter she sent that his father was able to read it.
Hopefully, Ama's attention won't turn back to him, otherwise, having just finished his tea and now thirsty, Ama will surely regain his fighting spirit in verbal combat.
He chuckled bitterly; he didn't want to continue.
After looking at about ten sheets, Fourth Master stopped and began to fold them back up one by one.
Seeing this, Hongxuan said with some disappointment, "Father, if you're not going to read it, is there anything else?"
Meanwhile, a little voice inside me pleaded: Even if you stop watching, please don't keep picking on my little "flaws" or talking about me anymore.
Fourth Master glanced at Hongxuan, "I'm not watching anymore."
"Then you don't need to clean up, Father. I'll do it myself," Hongxuan immediately said, hoping that his father would let him off the hook and not come any more, seeing how diligent and considerate he was.
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