Rebirth of the Ming Dynasty: Sixth Generation of Glory, I don't want it

"Thank you, Your Highness Princess."

Qi Sheng was sweating a little.

The Crown Princess didn't say anything, but the little princess did.

"Then tell me, Baoer, how can this be done?"

Zhang Xin didn't find it surprising. Among Zhu Zhanji's four children, the most outstanding one was definitely the youngest daughter, but the most favored one at present was the youngest daughter.

She was born at the end of August in the fifth year of Yongle. Her name was given by her mother-in-law, and the title of Princess Ning Xi was given by her father-in-law when she was one year old.

This is the only one among the emperor’s grandchildren.

It's been my fourth birthday now, and I've been studying in the main hall for a year.

If her mother-in-law hadn't thought she was too young, her father-in-law would have wanted to take her with him on his tour this time.

"Little Guangzi learned to write by writing big characters on paper, one by one, and carrying them with him. He would read them when he had nothing to do, and even imitate them with gestures."

In fact, Zhu Jiabao could hardly understand what the adults were saying.

But I could still hear the words "literate and able to write" clearly.

She thought the eunuch's idea was great, and she wanted Zhang Xin to make some small cards for her so that she could look at them when the palace ladies took her for a walk.

To avoid being laughed at by her third brother teacher.

The teachers at the Ohondo also said that her handwriting was incomplete.

But she just didn’t remember it!!!

"A literacy booklet?"

Qi Sheng's eyes lit up.

"That's a good idea. Community schools are for young children, but adults really have nowhere to go to school. We can give it a try and submit the rules to the palace. We don't have to worry about the income and expenditure."

Zhang Xin affirmed her daughter's suggestion, but did not mean to follow through with it.

Her previous suggestion was wrong, so it would be better to let the following people use their imagination.

She just gives financial subsidies.

"Yes, Your Highness."

They bowed in unison.

Of course, all the requests were not just for the morning paper revision. The evening paper had good sales, and all the major bookstores had now rolled it out. Bookstores and bookshops outside the capital came to discuss whether to release it, how much to release, and whether to increase the page space. They also needed to ask Zhang Xin for permission.

Zhang Xin implemented everything one by one, and it was already getting late.

When he walked out of the Xishan Villa with Zhu Jiabao, as expected, Zhu Gaochi was already waiting at the door.

Ever since the last assassination attempt, no matter how busy Zhu Gaochi was, he would always come to pick Zhang Xin up whenever she went out.

After the mother and daughter got into the car, Zhu Jiabao snuggled into Zhu Gaochi's arms.

Zhang Xin dozed with her eyes closed.

Listening to my daughter's soft and sweet words to Zhu Gaochi:

"Daddy, I haven't seen you for a long time, Daddy, I miss you!"

"We just haven't seen each other for one day, what do you think, Baoer?"

"A whole day is as long as you want to eat pearl candy!"

"Oh, how sweet! Daddy misses our baby too!"

"What does Dad think?"

"It's like wanting to eat braised pork."

"Hehehe, Dad is thinking about meat!"

"Bao'er is the apple of Dad's eye!"

"What about mother?"

"Mother is Dad's life."

"Hehehe, Mom is eavesdropping. Daddy, look, the corners of Mom's mouth are moving!"

"We see it but don't say it!"

"Oh, mother, you have to have some shame, right?"

"Shh-"

"Hehe, hush, Dad is trying to trick people into eating meat, I understand!"

"..."

Zhang Xin's mouth corners curved up unconsciously, then slightly retracted, and she turned her face silently to the car window.

This West Mountain Villa was built to look like the thatched cottage of her previous life, and it was she who decided on it.

Because she got all the benefits from Zhu Gaochi in this life, which she had never received in her previous life, sometimes she always felt it was unreal, like it was fake.

But it was so fake that she would waver from time to time.

The things that I couldn't get when I was young have trapped me for two lifetimes.

She desperately needed a sad place from her past life to remind herself not to repeat the same mistakes.

It was just that in this shaking carriage, in Zhu Gaochi's every silent action and direct expression, the invisible shackles that trapped him were falling off bit by bit.

So, this can be considered happiness.

That's it.

"Ah——Mom!!! Hehe, hehe, Dad, Mom who is pretending to be asleep is tickling me——"

"Oh, then you should give your little belly to your mother, otherwise your mother will be so tired!"

"Roar! Scum dad!"

[Gua said: Let’s start with part one. I’ve been tortured by the new version of English for third graders recently! Is this textbook really for third graders who have never learned English? Merlin, I’ve corrected my son’s pronunciation and it’s cleared his health bar! I have a son who pronounces bird as brod, and I’m heartbroken! ]