[69 Book Bar - www.] Xin Moer touched Feng Baobao's head and smiled slightly, "Then I can only wrong you. Fighting with someone who is not equal is really worth the price."
Feng Baobao spread her hands as if she was extremely helpless, and said like a little adult, "There is nothing I can do. Baby also feels aggrieved."
Everyone, "..." Are the mother and son too arrogant? They are simply too arrogant.
So, everyone looked at Feng Qingcang, wanting to see what his expression was and whether he would express his opinions.
After all, Prince Xu and the Crown Prince are still friendly on the surface, so they can't allow their children to be so arrogant.
Who knows, Feng Qingcang picked up a piece of broccoli and put it into his mouth with peace of mind. With a smile on his lips, he silently looked back at the glances of these people.
The meaning in those eyes is: The woman and son I doted on cannot help but are so arrogant.
Feng Qingjue showed no expression from beginning to end, just as quietly enjoying the wine and dishes as Feng Qingcang.
"Stop bragging here! You can see the truth behind the pen!" He Wei's eyes were full of power.
Although he doesn't care much about his concubine He Jie.
However, after all, He Jie is his flesh and blood, a person who came out of the mighty general's house, and bullying her and Fengcheng is like bullying him.
Therefore, he naturally had to stand up and speak to He Jie and Fengcheng.
However, Feng Baobei directly ignored He Wei and looked towards Fengcheng with a smile, "My prince's calligraphy is hard to find, but since His Highness Changsun has the honor to ask for my prince's calligraphy, I can only amaze you."
Already."
Fengcheng looked at him with disgust, "Stop talking nonsense! You really take yourself seriously. As for the ugly words, if you don't have ink, just admit defeat. This palace will not care about you. But if you lose in the competition
, you have to learn how to bark like a dog in front of me!"
Feng Bao Feng knew clearly and dared to admit that this child was seeking revenge because he shouldn't have treated him like a dog just now, so he came to take revenge now.
Everyone looked at Feng Qingjue and Feng Qingcang, wanting to see what they thought.
After all, in front of so many people, barking like a dog is an insult to the royal majesty.
Not only did the two children lose their own face, but they also lost the noble face of Prince Xu and the Crown Prince.
Because Feng Baobao represents Feng Qingcang, and Fengcheng obviously represents Feng Qingjue.
If a child on either side loses, if word spreads, it will only be the adults who lose face.
However, Feng Qingcang and Feng Qingjue didn't seem to hear the conversation between Feng Baobao and Feng Cheng. They continued to enjoy the food and wine indifferently, obviously ignoring themselves.
Or they are very confident in their children and do not think that their children will lose.
Baby Feng automatically interpreted Feng Cheng’s words as, “Whoever loses will learn to bark like a dog, right?”
Fengcheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with shudder, "This palace cannot lose!"
Baby Feng blinked, "In that case, there's no need to compete."
Fengcheng gritted his teeth, "Okay, whoever loses will learn to bark like a dog!" Anyway, he will definitely not lose, he will definitely win!
Baby Feng said, "Since you are the one who wants to teach me how to bark like a dog, I will accept it for the time being." Then he shook his head very innocently and sighed in an old-fashioned way, "Well, it seems that this kid can't learn how to bark.
Dogs are addicted to learning. They just learned how to stick out their tongues, and now they want to learn how to howl like dogs.”
In the end, his voice was very low, and Xiang Shi said to himself, "I don't know whose child can raise a child who likes to pretend to be a dog. Presumably his father and mother are also dogs."
Feng Qingjue had deep inner strength, so of course these words could not escape his ears. His originally calm face was slightly torn.
Since He Wei was a general, his martial arts skills were naturally not that weak, so he heard everything.
Prime Minister Zuo Zhong also listened to everything. He paused slightly with the cup in his hand, raised his head, and drank all the wine in the cup. Zuo Zhong seemed to be a weak man, but Xin Mo'er, who had experienced his prowess, knew that his martial arts
Nan Zhao is probably one of the best here, but I don't know who will win in a duel with Feng Qingcang.
He Jie also heard it. She came from the General's Mansion. Everyone in the General's Mansion had two brushes.
Feng Qingjue, He Wei, and He Jie all looked ugly, but they could only suppress their anger.
Because Baby Feng's voice was not loud, not many people heard it except a few of them.
If Feng Baobao said those last words loudly in front of everyone, Feng Qingjue could have reprimanded him.
However, these words were muttered to himself. If he cared about it, others would only say that he was petty and could not get along with a child.
So, I could only swallow it in my stomach.
Feng Qingyu raised his chin and thought, not only could the little girl not be offended, but also the little girl's son could not be offended.
Both mother and child have black bellies.
No, there is another Feng Qingcang.
If Feng Qingcang is a dark-bellied fox, then Baby Feng must be a dark-bellied little fox waiting to mature.
Feng Baobei left the seat, walked to the desk, jumped on the chair, rolled up the sleeve of his right hand high, revealing his pink and tender skin like a lotus root, picked up the brush, and swung it like ink.
The movement was done in one go, flowing smoothly, just like an old man who has been practicing calligraphy for many years, and not like the momentum that a five-year-old should have.
Fengcheng was not worried about Baby Feng. He crossed his arms, looked at Baby Feng with disdain, and sneered coldly, "Who are you bluffing? It just doesn't look good."
In order to watch the joke, He Wei couldn't help but stood up from the table, walked behind Feng Baobao, and saw that his handwriting was elegant, his pen was like a dragon and snake, and his iron drawings were made of silver hooks.
It's even more beautiful than his own font, which is shocking.
Seeing He Wei's expression of shock, everyone felt suspicious, so several more officials stood up and gathered around Feng Baobao. When they saw the beautiful calligraphy in his hand, the same expression as He Wei's appeared on their faces.
Is this the handwriting a five-year-old child should have? Many of them have excellent handwriting, but when they saw Feng Baobei’s handwriting, they were so ashamed that they thought they were still not as good as him.
However, the shock on their faces soon faded away, and they looked like they were watching a good show.
Among them, someone practiced the three-character sutra written by Feng Baobao aloud, "Strive hard and be appropriate, Zai's precepts, there is no benefit, work is diligent, the sutra is only one, teach me, and win a lot of gold..."
Fengcheng sat in his seat and smiled proudly, "The Three Character Classic is still there. What a mess. If you don't know, just tell me directly. I won't look down on you."
Those people surrounding Feng Baobei originally laughed lightly and disdainfully, but gradually they stopped laughing.
Especially Feng Qingjue's face became increasingly gloomy.
He Jie was confident at first, but when she heard someone read, "Good nature is the beginning of man," his face turned dark, and he quickly walked behind Feng Baobao and looked at the words he wrote.