Black-bellied mother and child have no bottom limit
[69 Book Bar-www.] Xin Moer raised the little snake in her hand a little, and simply let those people see clearly, "It's quite interesting, but unfortunately, this princess has no interest in these things."
After Xin Mo'er said that, she handed the snake to the guards guarding behind Feng Qingcang and "throw it away."
She had no reason to let those people cause trouble for a mere little snake.
After a while, He Jie came to the front yard, holding Fengcheng in her hand, and arranged Fengcheng to sit next to Feng Qingjue.
This time, she did not take her seat again, and stood behind Feng Qingjue with cognitive appearance.
He Wei, who was sitting in the table, was unhappy because of the scene where Feng Bao had just played Fengcheng, wanted to come back, so he said to He Jie, "Xiao Jie, I heard that His Highness Changsun inherited His Highness the Crown Prince.
He is smart and can read at the age of three and write beautiful calligraphy at the age of five. How can he let His Highness Changsun show his skills today?”
He Jie immediately understood He Wei's intention. It was indeed necessary to let Fengcheng show his skills in front of everyone, so that those people knew that her son was actually very powerful, so she smiled and said, "Thank you for your father's love, I will let you
The city is ugly."
He Jie ordered his servant to prepare a new table, and also prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He said to Fengcheng, "You can write down the three-character scripture you practice on weekdays."
"Yes, Mother." Someone immediately moved a chair and then bent his back down. Fengcheng stepped on the servant's back and stood on the chair.
After the maid grind it, she lifted up her sleeves and wrote down the three-character scripture that the old master usually taught him.
A quarter of an hour later, he stepped on the servant's back and fell to the ground.
Immediately someone handed over the three-character scripture written by Feng Qingjue.
Because the Three Character Classic is relatively long, it is divided into five sheets of paper.
Feng Qingjue nodded with satisfaction, then handed it to He Wei, and passed it one by one.
Everyone on the field had the same idea, praising Fengcheng for being able to write good characters at a young age and write down the entire three-character classic. It is really rare.
Fengcheng listened to those people praising him, his face was high and his back was straight. After everyone read it, he casually held the three-character scripture he wrote in his hand.
Taking a small step, he walked proudly to Feng Baobei, threw a few pieces of paper in front of Feng Baobei, and looked at him arrogantly, "I heard that you grew up in the countryside, I guess you won't be able to do it."
Literacy. Brother, I don’t mind giving this to you, take it back and observe it carefully.”
Feng Baobei smiled and picked up the pieces of paper without saying a word, as if she was really observing it carefully. After a while, she turned her head and looked at Xin Mo'er, "Mom, these are like tadpoles, black and unformed.
Are things really words?"
As soon as Feng Baobei said, everyone present laughed. It turned out that this child could not even distinguish between tadpoles and words.
As a result, people changed their views on Fengcheng and Fengbao. Originally, those people thought that Fengcheng was timid and cowardly and could not make a big scene.
But now it seems that the prince’s son is the prince’s son, and Long Shenglong’s words are correct.
Xin Mo'er stared at the handwriting on it with great distress for a long time, shook her head and said, "You are wrong, how are these tadpoles? Do tadpoles grow like this? Tadpoles are much more beautiful than this.
Now.”
As soon as Xin Mo'er said this, everyone was shocked. Princess Xu was saying that the name of Emperor Changsun was ugly and could not catch her eyes.
Princess Xu, you are too strong. It is already rare for a five-year-old child to write beautiful calligraphy. And he can also write down the entire three-character scripture throughout the article, which is even more difficult.
Throughout history, there are only a handful of five-year-old children who can do this.
No wonder your son is illiterate. It is strange that you are a son taught by a half-shui.
Fengcheng pinched his fists, his eyes blew out of anger, and his eyes were filled with ruthlessness and sharpness that should not belong to his age, and he nipped the Feng baby, "Okay, the words written in this palace are ugly, you have the ability, too
Written down the Three Character Classic!”
Since childhood, no one has held him, but the mother and son are so happy to sing together, mocking him like this.
Especially Baby Feng, he made a big ugly in front of everyone just now. If he doesn't make a game, he still doesn't know how others will laugh at him in the future.
Feng Bao threw out a few three-character scriptures written by Feng Cheng. Logically speaking, the paper was light and should have fallen on the ground in the air. I don’t know whether Feng Bao Bao intentionally or unintentionally, a few pieces of paper hit Feng Cheng’s.
The face slid down his face.
It made him look very embarrassed.
Feng Baobei looked at Fengcheng with her lips pouted and said, "I didn't write the three-character classics when I was two years old. It's so naive."
Feng Cheng clenched his fists together in anger. Just as he was about to punch Feng Baobei in the face, Feng Qingjue's voice rang behind him, "Okay, Feng Cheng, come back, he's a guest. The father usually
How do you teach you? How can you be so reckless when you treat others with courtesy?"
Fengcheng returned to his seat unwillingly.
He Jie also had displeasure in her eyes, but her face maintained a heavy face and calm demeanor. "I heard what the young prince said, I should be confident and confident in my brushwork. Since that's the case, why don't you come out and let the present be
What about all the guests?”
"Mother, how could he know the Three Character Classic? He is just trying to deceive you. You really believe it." Feng Cheng looked impatient, raised his legs wide open, and looked dull and arrogant.
Feng Baby frowned, turned her head and blinked her bright black eyes, and looked at Xin Mo'er, "Mom, you have taught your baby not to bully children on weekdays. Baby is very obedient. Listen to her mother's words, never bully others.
.But, today, someone took the initiative to come to the door. Baby should also be tolerant and remain silent when she was stepped on her head?"
Feng Qingyu's brows jumped. Why did he think that this child fully adhered to Feng Qingcang and Xin Moer's shameless nature?
Can't bully children? How old are you? Is it better that you are a month younger than Fengcheng?
Moreover, everyone saw the scene in the room in Fengcheng just now. You treated others as dogs and even drew a little turtle on someone’s face. Is this what a good kid should do?
He also said that he had not bullied others, and he clearly bullied others and went to other people's homes.
Xin Mo'er glanced at He Jie standing behind Feng Qingjue. This is not because I didn't give you face, but because you and your son who was unpromising and arrogant, came to him.
Xin Mo'er touched Feng Baobei's head and smiled slightly, "That's all I can't let you down. Challenging an unequal person is really a loss of price."