"Qi Tian! We're in class right now. Look around at your older brothers and sisters. Is there anyone who's standing up and looking outside like you?"
Princess Mingzhu of Dayan is already four years old. Huo Xiaolong feels that the child is always making a fuss because she has nothing better to do. He doesn't know how his two mothers and father tolerated him when he was a child.
Everyone around her, except for her, who was diligently studying and writing.
She stretched her neck like a swan, constantly looking outside, where Ping'er and the others were practicing their skills.
Li Jian knew that the child had become wild again, and his heart had already wandered off.
"But I've already memorized the homework the teacher just gave me."
That little face and those words were exactly the same as Huo Xiaolong's when he went to the county school as a child.
Li Jian's lower abdomen was slightly protruding; she had become pregnant some time ago. The child came suddenly, but it was within Li Jian's plan.
Shen Qinghe's biological father is returning to Beijing next month, and he needs to have a child so that Shen Qinghe will be even more inseparable from him.
I don't want to be coaxed by my own father into running home.
"You've already memorized the entire 'Exhortation to Learning' and understand its meaning?"
Huo Qitian was dressed in a yellow tiger-patterned coat and hat, with tiger-head shoes underneath. These were made for him by the Lady of the Marquis. The child liked them and thought they were imposing, so he wore them to and from school every day.
There was nothing else they could do, so her aunts made her an identical set to change into.
"Understood."
"Then tell the gentleman."
Huo Qitian opened his mouth and started chattering away, then continued looking outside.
A class lasts less than half an hour, which was the time set by Huo Xiaolong and agreed to by Li Jian. However, the child couldn't even sit still for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
"Qi Tian, your teacher knows you are intelligent, but even the most intelligent person needs patience and calmness. Both scholarship and governance require these two qualities. Now, Qi Tian, please sit here obediently and look at the lessons to come, okay?"
Huo Pan's sharp sword was infinitely gentler towards Huo Qitian.
In fact, Li Jian was very gentle with these children, but Qi Tian's face made her especially patient.
Children like Bu Hui and An Siman knew what kind of temper the teacher had. If he spoke to them like that, the children would definitely sit still and behave.
You can't take the courtesy the gentleman is giving you.
Isn't that the Crown Princess of Great Yan?
She pouted and said:
"don't want!"
Huo Panli slammed a bamboo stick into Qi Tian's table with all his might.
"Huo Qitian, you are in school, so you should listen to your teacher's teachings!"
"No! Sir, let me go out and play! I want to go out and play!"
"A sacred place like a school is not a place for fooling around and acting spoiled!"
Li Jian touched her stomach with her left hand and pointed at Huo Qitian's right hand with a bamboo stick, indicating that she should bring her hand up to be beaten.
Bu Hui had already gone to find someone at Si Man's signal, and hurried to find her uncle.
Although Huo Qitian was a little willful, she still pouted and put her hand up. So what if she got beaten? She gets beaten every day, what's this? Her mother beat her even more severely, and called it practicing martial arts.
She's destined to be an emperor, an emperor who leads armies in person, so she needs to work even harder on her martial arts skills.
Li Jian raised the bamboo board high, looking at the little dumpling with pouting lips and aggrieved eyes, his brows furrowed.
With a heavy heart, I swung the sword down, but in the end, it fell gently.
Really...
She could have done the same to anyone else. Huo Qitian's appearance was exactly the same as Huo Xiaolong's when he was a child, acting spoiled, causing trouble, and being willful.
"Sir, please go and rest for a while."
Triumph offered words of advice from the side.
My sister is the same; her husband is pregnant, how can I upset her?
"Shen Qinghe! You come and teach me!"
Shen Qinghe was organizing books outside the classroom. He was on leave from the Imperial College today and was planning to spend some quality time with Li Jian at home when he heard a roar from inside.
The man hurriedly pushed open the door and went inside.
"Go ahead and hit her! Our little princess is being disobedient again! She wants to go out and play during class, she's not getting away with this spanking today."
Seeing Shen Qinghe approach, Huo Qitian looked even more aggrieved, but he didn't remove his hand, leaving it there waiting to be hit.
Yes, she's not afraid of being beaten, but she feels wronged, so what?
Shen Qinghe's actions were just like Huo Pan's sharp sword. First, he had watched the child grow up, and second, she was the Crown Princess, so how could he possibly harm her?
"I'll fight!"
Lan Tingche was brought here by Liu Buhui. He was embroidering clothes for Long'er in the palace when he saw the chubby little boy run over to him and say:
"Uncle, Qi Tian has angered the master, and now we don't know how to beat her up."
Putting aside everything else, our Empress is quite something. Huo Panlijian is teaching these kids while heavily pregnant, and he's already working so hard, yet his own child is still causing trouble.
Lan Tingche, dressed in a bright yellow robe, took the bamboo stick and gave Huo Qitian five slaps, instantly turning his little hands red.
Shen Qinghe and Huo Panlijian were scholars, and even if they had some skills, they couldn't compare to Lan Tingche, who had been trained as a marshal since childhood. As soon as Lord Lan finished beating them, the child immediately started crying.
"Ouch! It hurts! Grandpa, my dad hit me! He hit me! You wait, I'm going to tell Grandpa and Uncle right now, and they'll come and beat you up!"
"I...wow! I even told my grandpa that I'd ask him to appear in your dream in the middle of the night!"
"Wow! Mom, Dad doesn't love me anymore, he hit me!"
When Huo Kaixuan saw his sister crying, he stopped writing and stood up to hold her in his arms.
"Uncle, Uncle, don't push so hard, Qi Tian is still young."
"No one is allowed to stop me today! I've been spoiled at home!"
The eunuch behind Lan Tingche brought him a stool. The refined man, exuding a cold aura, sat down in front of Huo Qitian and continued:
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