Wearing a secret agent with many tricks, the cold and proud prince flirts easily

The family happily ate breakfast. Lin Yunxi kept reminding her son how to respect the tutor, how to listen carefully to the lectures, how to eat lunch seriously, and how to take a nap seriously. In short, she told her everything she could.

Murong Hao looked at her seemingly calm expression from the side. Through her words, he could really tell how worried she was about her son's life in the Imperial College. Are all parents so nervous when their modern children go to school on their first day? He had a question mark in his mind.

"Thank you, Queen Mother, for your teachings. Ze'er has memorized them all."

The little guy ate his breakfast seriously and listened to the mother's instructions with a smile on his face. The mother had said this to him countless times. Could it be that the mother had forgotten it? It's not like that. The mother has a very good memory. ? The little guy looked puzzled.

Finally, the little guy put down his bowls and chopsticks and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Queen Mother, for preparing breakfast for Ze'er. Ze'er likes it very much. Let's go to school."

The little guy got down from his unique chair and ran to pick up his little bag. He was really eager to go to the Imperial College. He hadn't been to the Imperial College yet, and he didn't know what was unique there.

"Okay, my father and mother will see you off."

Lin Yunxi quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, pulled the corner of Murong Hao's dragon robe, and signaled him to say something. Murong Hao understood.

"Ze'er, you don't go to the Imperial Academy to have fun. You want to learn knowledge from the Imperial Tutor. Do you hear me?"

Lin Yunxi's head was full of black lines. Couldn't this old father make his child happy? Instead of scaring him to study hard, he might as well not say anything.

"Father, don't worry, Ze'er knows." The little guy was still most afraid of his father. Facing his father's instructions, he bowed seriously and saluted.

"Let's go." Lin Yunxi held her son's little hand and left the dining room.

Before Mao hour, there was only a faint light in the sky, and the servants held lanterns in front to light up the white marble road ahead for the couple. Lin Yunxi felt that it was still hard for children in ancient times, and they had to get up so early to go to school. In modern times, What kind of burden reduction policies are there for the children? Being able to sleep until dawn is not a problem.

The two of them were walking on the road and chatting.

"Ze'er, why do you want to go to school so much?"

Lin Yunxi was very confused about this question. In modern times, she heard her colleagues in the hospital say that children would cry on their first day in kindergarten. She had heard this so many times from her colleagues that she had this impression in her mind. Children would cry on their first day at kindergarten. She was very resistant, but when it was her son's turn, he was actually happy. She wanted to know what he thought.

"Mother, Ze'er wants to study. My father taught Ze'er a poem. Ze'er found it very useful. Mother, do you want to know how that poem was written?" The little guy turned his head and looked up at his with eyes as bright as stars. Mother.

"Oh, you look forward to going to school because of a poem your father taught you? How was that poem written?"

Lin Yunxi realized that she seemed to have missed something, and secretly glanced at Murong Hao, who was silently following the two of them using Qing Kung on the palace wall.

“The emperor values ​​heroes, and his articles teach you how to behave;

Everything is of inferior quality, but reading is of high quality.

A young man must study diligently and write articles to establish himself;

The nobles and nobles throughout the dynasty were all scholars.

Learning can be obtained through hard work, and thousands of books can be read through the window;

Three winters are enough for today, who laughs with an empty belly.

He has learned a lot since childhood and has high ambitions throughout his life;

Others carry swords, but I have a pen like a sword. "

The little guy read the poems his father taught him to his mother in one breath.

"Did your father teach you?" Lin Yunxi looked happy. This man would teach his son poetry when she was not around.

"Well, my father also said that reading is the ladder of human progress. Only by reading can you avoid being trapped as a frog in a well and becoming an ignorant person." The little guy quoted his father's exact words.

Lin Yunxi smiled, the ladder of human progress? Properly modern language, Murong Hao's current thoughts are no longer limited to ancient thoughts.

"Well, your father is right. Ze'er should study hard in the Imperial College in the future. The Queen Mother believes that Ze'er will be a good and knowledgeable man in the future."

Lin Yunxi held her son's hand and walked forward happily. Her son was so sensible and the hard work she had put into him over the past two years was worth it.

"Don't worry, mother, Ze'er will study well." The little guy's face was filled with a confident smile.

Murong Hao was behind him and could completely hear the conversation between the two mothers. His Ze'er was indeed no ordinary child, but a malleable talent.

There was still some distance to go to the gate of the Imperial College. Lin Yunxi didn't want the tutors to see her coming to see off her son, otherwise they would be under pressure. She squatted down and held her son's shoulders.

"Ze'er, my mother sent you here. Be obedient today. Do you want your mother to pick you up after school, or should you go back to Changchun Palace by yourself?" She straightened her son's clothes with a loving look on her face.

"Ze'er has grown up. Go back by yourself. Mother, don't worry. Uncle Tiansi will follow you, right?" The little guy looked at Tiansi behind him and said with a smile.

"Okay, mother Ze'er will grow up and go back by herself." Lin Yunxi was actually shocked by her son's performance.

"Well, Queen Mother, please go back. I'll see you in the evening." The little guy's watery eyes turned into crescent moons, and he could feel the Queen's full love for him.

"Okay, see you in the evening. Wait, my mother will take a picture of you."

Lin Yunxi took out her mobile phone from her sleeve pocket, took several photos of her son alone, and took a photo of her and her son carrying a small schoolbag. Finally, when she saw Murong Hao on the palace wall, she changed a good angle and A family is framed in a photo.

"So your father also sent Ze'er to school?" The little guy smiled happily when he saw his father standing on the palace wall on his mobile phone. He turned to look at his father on the opposite palace wall and waved to him.

"Ze'er, come on."

Murong Hao stood on the palace wall in a dragon robe, waving to his son. He was a father and would not show his emotions like Lin Yunxi, but looking at the little figure on his first day of school, he still couldn't help but want to see him off.

"Yes, Ze'er will do it." The little guy and his parents waved their hands and ran towards the gate of the Imperial College.

After running not far, he suddenly stopped again.

"Mother, why don't you come pick up Ze'er in the evening, and Ze'er tell you something interesting about today's visit to the Imperial College?"

Hearing the little guy's words, Lin Yunxi couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell unconsciously. Her son was really sensible, and such a young person had now learned to take care of her emotions.

"Okay, go ahead. Mother will come to pick you up in the evening." She smiled, tears kept falling, and her son grew up unknowingly.

The little guy got his mother's promise and happily ran to the Imperial College with his schoolbag on his back.

"Tiansi, except for protecting the eldest prince in dangerous situations, you don't have to interfere in his fights with other children. Do you understand?" Lin Yunxi put away her attachment to her son and said seriously.

"Don't worry, Queen, the Emperor has also given instructions to his subordinates, and they understand." Tiansi said respectfully.

"Well, let's go." Lin Yunxi watched his son's figure disappear through the gate of the Imperial College, and looked back at Murong Hao on the palace wall.

Murong Hao flew from the palace wall and flew in front of her.

"It's a good thing for your son to go to school. You should be happy, eh? You still have two children to go to school. Don't cry so much next time that your children will see and laugh at you." Murong Hao took her into his arms and wiped her face. tears on.

"My son is too sensible, I can't bear it." She leaned on his chest coquettishly and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You, my son should be smiling if he is sensible, but you are still crying."

Murong Hao picked her up and flew up to the roof of the palace building. He knew that she liked his Qinggong the most and made her happy.