When Ituma Shushu walked up to the Seventh Prince Hongzhao, she saw two snowmen standing side by side, each about the same height as the Seventh Prince Hongzhao.
As expected, there is no harm without comparison. Seeing these two snowmen, she felt an urge to cover her face.
At this moment, the Seventh Prince Hongzhao stepped forward, took Ituma Shushu's hand, and pointed excitedly at one of the snowmen, saying, "Mother, this is Hongzhao made by Father."
Ituma Shushu had no choice but to bite the bullet and say softly, "Yes, Mother saw it. Your father's Hongzhao is much better looking than Mother's."
Unexpectedly, the Seventh Prince Hongzhao continued happily, "Mother, the Hongzhao you made is also very beautiful. Hongzhao likes it very much."
Then, the Seventh Prince Hongzhao seemed to be thinking of comforting Ituma Shushu, adding, "Hongzhao likes the snowman that Mother built the most."
Ituma Shushu instantly felt less embarrassed and thought to herself: Baby, you really are the little sweetheart in your mother's heart.
She resisted the urge to squat down, picked up the Seventh Prince Hongzhao, and held him tightly in her arms.
"Oh, does Hongzhao not like the snowman that Father Emperor built?" A calm and authoritative voice suddenly came from behind.
Ituma Shushu thought to herself: Oh no, I was so moved that I almost forgot about the existence of such an important figure as Emperor Yongzheng.
Her heart tightened, and she quickly put down the Seventh Prince Hongzhao. Turning to Emperor Yongzheng, she flattered him, saying, "Hongzhao must love the snowman Your Majesty makes the most. The snowman I made is really not worthy of being called elegant. How could it compare to the one Your Majesty made?"
"Oh, really?" Yongzheng remained calm and composed, but Ituma Shushu could clearly sense the undisguised hostility in his tone.
Ituma Shushu felt like crying but had no tears left. Emperor Yongzheng was a petty and narrow-minded emperor.
"Hongzhao loves the snowman that his father built the most."
It was the voice of the Seventh Prince, Hongzhao.
Hongzhao, you really are your mother's sweet little man.
Ituma Shushu looked up and saw the Seventh Prince Hongzhao take a few steps with his short legs and go up to hug Emperor Yongzheng's legs.
Then, the Seventh Prince Hongzhao said with a happy expression, "Hongzhao likes Father Emperor the most."
As expected, Emperor Yongzheng's expression relaxed slightly upon hearing this, and a barely perceptible smile even appeared on his lips.
At this moment, Ituma Shushu could no longer care about being jealous of Emperor Yongzheng. She also knew that the Seventh Prince Hongzhao really liked his father, otherwise he would not have unconsciously imitated Emperor Yongzheng.
She thought to herself: Emperor Yongzheng probably won't hold it against me anymore, after all, the Seventh Prince Hongke loves his father the most.
Thinking of this, Ituma Shushu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Consort Shu, I think you should learn to paint some more. After all, a mother can't be without something she can be proud of, can she? What do you think?"
She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Yongzheng's calm, authoritative voice again.
Ituma Shushu mentally gave him the middle finger. "Your Majesty, this is blatant revenge! You know perfectly well that I don't like and am not good at calligraphy and painting."
She put aside the jumbled thoughts in her mind, paused for a moment, then reacted and replied respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty, I will definitely practice painting diligently from now on."
Emperor Yongzheng glanced at Ituma Shushu, and seeing her respectful expression, nodded with satisfaction.
Afterwards, Emperor Yongzheng spent some more time with the Seventh Prince Hongzhao, then went back to the corridor to play with the Eighth Prince Hongxu and the Ninth Prince Hongxuan before returning to Jiuzhou Qingyan.
Ituma Shushu felt a headache coming on at the thought of having to learn to paint in the future.
Speaking of which, she really had a bit of bad luck today. She never expected that Emperor Yongzheng would come to Qingyun Yaxuan at this time.
Let's not even mention how Emperor Yongzheng's petty jealousy stemmed from the innocent remarks of the Seventh Prince Hongzhao.
Ituma Shushu estimates that Emperor Yongzheng couldn't stand the sight of his snowman.
According to her observation, cough cough, Emperor Yongzheng must have been a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder patient.
Because Emperor Yongzheng had a hobby of making porcelain. What did he make porcelain for? It was for use as court artifacts in the Qing Dynasty.
Of course, although Emperor Yongzheng liked making porcelain, he didn't actually have to make these porcelain pieces himself.
However, there are already many palace artifacts in the Yuanmingyuan Garden that reflect the personal style of Emperor Yongzheng.
Of course, those palace artifacts were just everyday decorations in Ituma Shushu's eyes.
In the era before she traveled back in time, many people liked to buy small ornaments, jade items, wooden products, plastic products, glass products, metal products, and so on. There were many kinds and styles.
People often like to decorate their homes or offices because seeing things they like can bring them joy and help them relax.
People in that era could simply go online and choose different types and styles of ornaments that suited their personal preferences.
Of course, the Yongzheng Dynasty wasn't as convenient as the world Ituma Shushu's previous world, where people could easily find small ornaments that met their needs simply by searching online.
Yes, even our Yongzheng Emperor, the biggest boss of the Yongzheng Dynasty, didn't have this convenience.
So, Emperor Yongzheng, who was a severe case of obsessive-compulsive disorder, found the porcelain designs created by the Imperial Household Department to be extremely unpleasant. As a result, he practically took over the work of the designers from the Imperial Household Department.
Every time someone provides a design drawing or a wax model, he will modify the design drawing to his liking, or ask the person to remake a wax model according to his requirements, modifying it until he is satisfied.
Under Emperor Yongzheng's meticulous requirements, the palace artifacts manufactured by the Imperial Household Department were often relatively elegant and free from any sense of clutter.
Either there are no patterns at all, the only requirement is that it be elegant and beautiful, giving people a clean and refreshing feeling.
For items with patterns or designs, the first impression should be one of exquisite detail, avoiding any sense of clutter.
Therefore, Ituma Shushu speculated that Emperor Yongzheng couldn't stand the sight of his snowman the first time he saw it.
Well, actually, when she saw the snowman she built next to the one built by Emperor Yongzheng, she also felt a bit uncomfortable.
Considering the innocent remarks made by the Seventh Prince Hongzhao, it's quite understandable that the petty-minded Emperor Yongzheng would make him learn painting again.
Okay, Ituma Shushu thinks she can summarize it like this: a multi-talented domineering CEO, whose obsessive-compulsive disorder kicked in, and he demanded that she, a country girl with no skills, learn to paint.
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