Black-bellied mother and child have no bottom limit
Xin Mo'er raised the little snake in her hand higher and let those people see it clearly, "It's quite interesting, but it's a pity that this princess has no interest in these things."
After saying this, Xin Moer handed the snake to the guard standing behind Feng Qingcang, "Throw it away."
She had no reason to let those people cause trouble for her just because of a little snake.
After a while, He Jie came to the front yard, still holding Feng Cheng in her hand, and arranged Feng Cheng to sit next to Feng Qingjue.
This time, she did not sit down again, but stood behind Feng Qingjue knowingly.
He Wei, who was sitting at the banquet and had been unhappy because of the scene where Feng Baobao had played Fengcheng around just now, wanted to make a comeback, so he said to He Jie, "Xiao Jie, I heard that His Highness Changsun succeeded His Highness the Crown Prince
You are very smart, you can read at the age of three, and you can write beautiful calligraphy at the age of five. How about letting His Highness Changsun show off your skills today and let us learn a lot?"
He Jie immediately understood He Wei's intention. It was really necessary for Fengcheng to show his hand in front of everyone and let those people know that her son was actually very powerful, so she smiled and said, "Thanks to your father's favor, I will let you
Chengcheng has made a fool of himself."
He Jie ordered his servants to prepare a new table, as well as pens, inks, paper and inkstones. He said to Fengcheng, "Just memorize the Three-Character Sutra that you practice every day."
"Yes, concubine." Someone immediately moved a chair, and then bent his back low. Fengcheng stepped on the servant's back and stood on the chair.
After the maid finished grinding it, she lifted up her sleeves and wrote down the Three-Character Sutra 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.
Someone immediately handed the Three Character Classic written by Feng Cheng into Feng Qingjue's hands.
Because the Three-Character Sutra is relatively long, it is divided into five pieces of paper.
Feng Qingjue nodded with satisfaction, then handed it to He Wei, and just like that, passed it on one by one.
Everyone on the scene had the same idea, praising Fengcheng for being able to write well at such a young age, and for being able to memorize the entire Three-Character Sutra. It was really rare.
Fengcheng listened to those people praising him. His little face was raised high and his back was straight. After everyone had read it, he casually took the Three Character Sutra he had written in his hand.
Taking small steps, he arrogantly walked to Feng Baobao, threw a few pieces of paper in front of Feng Baobao, and looked at him arrogantly, "I heard that you grew up in the countryside, so you must not know how to do it.
Literary. Brother, I don't mind giving this to you, take it back and observe it carefully."
Feng Baobei picked up the pieces of paper with a faint smile, as if he was really observing them carefully. After a while, he turned his head and looked at Xin Moer, "Mother, these are like tadpoles, black and shapeless.
Are things really words?"
As soon as Feng Baobei said this, everyone present laughed. It turned out that this child couldn't even distinguish between tadpoles and words.
As a result, everyone had a changed view on Fengcheng and Fengbaobei. They had forced marriage and had an affair with their beloved wife. Originally, those people thought that Fengcheng was timid and cowardly and could not stand up to big events.
But now it seems that the prince's son is the prince's son after all, and the saying "long begets dragon" is correct.
Xin Moer stared at the writing on it for a long time as if he was distressed, shook his head calmly and said, "You are wrong, this is not a tadpole. Do tadpoles grow like this? Tadpoles are much more beautiful than this.
Already."
As soon as Xin Mo'er said this, everyone was stunned and silent. Princess Xu was saying that the emperor's grandson was ugly and could not catch her eyes.
Princess Xu, you are so powerful. It is already very rare for a five-year-old child to be able to write beautiful calligraphy, and to be able to write out the entire Three Character Sutra silently is even more difficult.
Throughout the ages, there are really only a handful of five-year-old children who can do this.
No wonder your son can't read. It's strange that a son who was taught by a half-hearted person like you can be literate.
Fengcheng clenched his fists, his eyes were blazing with anger, and there was a fierceness and fierceness that should not belong to his age, and he gouged out Feng Baobao, "Okay, the handwriting of this palace is ugly, but if you have the ability, you can also
Write down the Three Character Sutra silently!"
Growing up, no one supported him, but the mother and son sang along and mocked him like this.
Especially Feng Baobao, he just made a huge fool of himself in front of everyone. If he doesn't put things right now, I don't know how others will laugh at him in the future.
Feng Baobei threw out a few three-character scriptures written by Feng Cheng. Logically speaking, the paper was so light that it should have fallen to the ground in mid-air. I don’t know if Feng Baobei intended it or not, but the pieces of paper hit Feng Cheng’s forehead.
face, sliding down his face.
It made him look very embarrassed.
Baby Feng pursed her lips and looked at Feng Cheng with disdain, "My son stopped writing the Three-Character Classic when he was two years old. How childish."
Fengcheng clenched his fists together angrily, and just as he was about to punch Baby Feng in the face, Feng Qingjue's voice sounded behind him, "Okay Fengcheng, come back, I'm a guest. Father usually
What did I teach you? You should treat others with courtesy, how can you be so reckless."
Fengcheng returned to his seat unwillingly.
He Jie also showed displeasure in his eyes, but kept a cheerful look on his face and a calm demeanor, "From what the young prince said, he should be confident and confident in his writing skills. In this case, why don't you come out and let the people present
Can all the guests appreciate it?"
"Concubine, how can he know anything about the Three-Character Sutra? He is just lying to you. Do you really believe it?" Fengcheng looked impatient and crossed his legs, looking carefree and domineering.
Baby Feng frowned, tilted his head and blinked his bright black eyes, looking at Xin Mo'er, "Mother, you have taught me not to bully children. Baby is very well-behaved. He listens to mother and never bullies others.
.However, someone else took the initiative to come to your door today. Do you want me to tolerate being stepped on on top of my head and keep silent?"
Feng Qingyu's brows twitched. Why did he feel that this child had completely inherited the shameless nature of Feng Qingcang and Xin Moer?
You can't bully children? How old are you? You are a month younger than Fengcheng, okay?
Moreover, everyone saw the scene in Fengcheng's room just now. You treated others like dogs and even drew a little tortoise on their faces. Is this what a good child should do?
He also said that he didn't bully anyone, and made it clear that the bully went to other people's homes.
Xin Mo'er glanced at He Jie who was standing behind Feng Qingjue, "It's not that I didn't give you face, it was you and your hopeless and arrogant son who brought you here."
Xin Mo'er touched Feng Baobao's head and smiled slightly, "Then I can only wrong you. If you challenge someone who is not your equal, your price will really drop."