All the members are in love with the group, and the cub is causing trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

Yuan Shaoqing was about to take his granddaughter to find his wife, but Mrs. Ye had already come out.

She picked up her little granddaughter and hurried to solve the little kid's big incident.

They had just moved into this house not long ago, and the toilet room was built by the previous family. Without the help of adults, it was impossible for the little legs to sit on the toilet bed.

The old and the young rushed into the bathroom like a gust of wind, leaving the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters standing in the yard, messy in the wind.

Yuan Shaoqing coughed: "It's all gone."

He went into the house to change into court clothes with his hands behind his back.

Yuan Dalang and Yuan Erlang looked at each other, then each carried their son to the study.

The little niece can get up at midnight to endorse, how can her two brothers sleep peacefully until midnight! ! !

After Yuan Shaoqing finished packing and went out, Wei Zheng opposite was about to get on the carriage.

He walked over in two or two steps: "Brother Xuancheng, give me a lift. I may ask you something."

The Yuan family's coachman drove the carriage back.

Yongxingfang was not far from the imperial city. Every day, the coachman would first take Yuan Shaoqing to court, and when he came back, he would take the two young men to school.

As for the Yuan Dalang brothers, they naturally walked to the Yamen.

Yuan Shaoqing got on the carriage and couldn't help but speak.

"Do you know how to teach a smart child?"

Wei Zheng was no stranger to the Yuan family. Among the young men, Yuan Fang was somewhat talented, but he would not embarrass his old friend who was a Jinshi.

"Is it the second lady?"

Yuan Shaoqing nodded: "To be honest, this child is too smart. Every chicken in the chicken coop at home has a name, and he never misses it. Her grandma gave her chicks to others and bought one. When the same thing comes back, she notices the difference at a glance.”

Wei Zheng stroked his beard. A child of two or three years old was really rare.

Yuan Shaoqing added: "As for "Jijiuzhang", I read it to her once. It's been half a month, and the child still remembers it."

Wei Zheng was surprised: "Could it be that Da Lang Er Lang taught her again?"

Yuan Shaoqing shook his head, with a faint smile on his face: "When I'm at home, that kid loves to cling to me."

The implication is that nothing about the little granddaughter can surpass him, a good old man. If taught, he would definitely know.

Wei Zheng: "..."

It's really no surprise.

Yuan Shaoqing coughed and cupped his hands: "Brother Wei is well-informed. Can you make some suggestions? I'm being polite."

Wei Zheng thought for a moment: "I have never seen such a smart kid..."

He paused for a moment. In fact, there was a person who was obviously very smart and a rare talent, but he had to hide his clumsiness.

He also happened to see the skills of His Highness King Zhao when he was washing horses in the former Crown Prince's East Palace. At such a young age, he could even draw the magic bow given to him by the Supreme Emperor, and his riding and shooting skills were far superior to those of the children of several founding generals.

The former prince tested his knowledge and found that he was full of gems and well versed in literature and theory.

He was only eight years old at the time. The former prince said that he had a photographic memory and was well-read at a young age. He expressed his admiration for this sixth brother in every word.

But after the Xuanwumen mutiny, that person seemed to be hiding.

Now that the new emperor has just ascended the throne, he is also a brother of the Li family. The fate of the former prince is right in front of him. It is really not a wise move to be too focused on him.

It's just... a pity.

Wei Zheng stroked his beard again: "Don't worry, Mr. Yuan. The second lady is still young, so you can observe her slowly."

Yuan Shaoqing nodded.

After Yuan Yuan gathered the whole family together, the number of people standing in the corridor to endorse the book changed from one person to three.

The two cousins, one on each side, stood beside the short and chubby kid, and began to move their heads while she carried the enlightenment book.

The two elder brothers were not unsurprised. You must know that in the school, students enter school at the age of six and can only complete "Ji Jiu Zhang" at the age of eight.

The little sister can memorize it at the age of three, but fortunately, she can’t write it yet.

The two brothers felt a little better, but they both secretly made up their minds to work harder to save their dignity as brothers.

Yuan Qing just traveled through time and felt restless for a while, unable to sleep, so he went to the kitchen to work.

Yesterday she looked and there was salt in the kitchen.

According to the original owner’s memory of learning stewardship from his elders, salt was not controlled during this period in the early Tang Dynasty. Each bucket of rice is only four or five yuan, and the price of salt is not high.

The imperial court did not charge taxes on the salt industry, and local governments sent a certain amount of salt to Chang'an as tribute every year. This loose management method promoted the development of salt-making technology in the early Tang Dynasty.

The salt Yuan Qing saw in the kitchen had been preliminarily filtered. It didn't have many impurities in appearance, but it tasted a little bitter.

Insoluble impurities like sediment can be removed through filtration, but to remove soluble impurities, chemical means are probably required.

Yuan Qing sighed, he was embarrassed to meet his junior high school chemistry teacher. After many years, I only remember that I seemed to have learned it, but I completely forgot the process.

Even if she remembered, she didn't know what the alternatives were to those chemical solvents.

Her little scientist sister, grow up quickly.

But having said that, why doesn’t the father, the author of that novel, use his scientific research talent as an adult? Wouldn't that be more convenient?

At this time, the author's father, His Excellency He Fan, the deputy commander of the Interstellar Alliance, who was far away in the interstellar world, carefully pushed a cup of nutrient solution in front of the commander.

"Well, being angry is not good for your physical and mental health."

He had deliberately leaked a loophole to the mastermind before, allowing the other party to cut off their connection with System 001, just to seize the connection channel between the mastermind and the subsystem.

He discovered that even if the connection between the master brain and the subsystems was severed, the master brain still had secret channels to contact the subsystems.

If that channel is occupied, not only can they travel through time and space at will, but they can also act without interstellar supervision.

As expected, the main brain will soon contact the subsystem to monitor the progress of the task.

It's just that the contact with the little guy was temporarily cut off, and he didn't know how much he was crying.

Commander Yuan Meng glanced at the cup of nutrient solution and said nothing.

He tapped his finger on the table, and suddenly, the nutrient solution and the cup turned into gas and disappeared in an instant.

Oh my god, scary.

He Fan coughed and went back to closely observe the mastermind's shit.

He is also anxious! ! !

Yuan Yuanzai'er didn't cry. After finishing a passionate morning reading, she had breakfast with her family, watched her brothers go to school, played hide and seek with her brother for a while, and helped her grandma collect a few pills. Vegetables from the fields, squatting in the kitchen and watching my sister make beggar's chicken.

The itinerary was varied and busy.

During the Zhenguan period, there were not many types of vegetables, but there were many types of seasonings. Yuan Qing marinated the cleaned chicken for a period of time, wrapped it in several layers of bamboo leaves, and then baked it with yellow mud.

Yuan Yuan was a little disgusted with the mud: "Sister, is the Ermao really delicious like this?"

Yuan Qing touched the little girl's head: "It's so delicious that it has no friends."

Yuan Yuan was shocked, it would be impossible without friends! ! !

She also has eleven woolies, all of whom are good friends! ! !

Seeing her surprise, Yuan Qing smiled and added: "It's very delicious."

The cub's eyes shone again, and he said sincerely to the chicken feathers in the corner: "Er Mao, you should be good over there, I will take good care of San Mao and the others."

Seeing that it was almost done, Yuan Qing rolled the clay ball aside.

"Come on, let's go to the dining room and let grandma, grandma and the others have a taste."

"Mmmmmmm!!!"

The little boy happily opened the way.