I'm here to find my son

The next day Nan Zimu got up early, and after dressing up little Huanxi, he and Li Xingzhi took Huanxi into the carriage.

"Honghu Academy is farther away than other private schools, in order to find a quiet place for the children to study hard." Song Ci, who was driving in front, explained, "I will have to get up as early as this one in the future."

It was the first time for Huanxi to leave the house so far, even with Nan Zimu and Li Xingzhi by her side, she still felt flustered.He stared intently at the scenery outside the window, and asked hesitantly, "Father, where are we going?"

He has learned a lot of characters recently, and has basically mastered the daily expressions.

Nan Zimu leaned on the cushion in the carriage to catch up on sleep, and when he heard Huanxi speak, he lazily rolled his eyelids: "Well, I told you several times, today I'm going to school—— Have you memorized the rules and etiquette to be followed later?"

Huanxi feels sad when he thinks that he won't have time to play fish with Xiaozhen and the others at home in the future. Besides, the school described by Xiaozhen to him is like a prison, so he doesn't want to be restricted by those rules.It's just that my father is concerned about this matter, so Huanxi dare not refuse.

He straightened his waist and said loudly, "I have learned."

Li Xingzhi was distressed that he would participate in the entrance ceremony with other children, and he had to stand so obediently for several hours, so he hurriedly said, "Sit down and rest for a while, and you will have to stand for a long time later."

Xiao Huanxi saw that Nan Zimu's face didn't look strange, so she took it as his acquiescing, and then followed Li Xingzhi's words, and rolled into a ball next to Nan Zimu, and began to catch up on sleep.

"..." Li Xingzhi's eyes lingered on Huanxi for a while, only then did he realize that he was still an older kid.Huanxi can talk, communicate without barriers, not only can walk, but now he can run, but in fact it is only a small one when it is grouped together.

When the other family's children were so old, they still snuggled up in the arms of their parents, and only occasionally walked a few steps.

Hou Ye couldn't be as reckless as the two of them, even if no outsiders were watching, he still had to sit upright.He couldn't help but said: "Huanxi, if there are children in the school who take advantage of your age and bully you, you must tell your master, and you must tell Father and Father when you get home, do you understand?"

"know."

"Well... If the food there is not to your liking, you can come back and tell Father, Father will ask Yunniang to cook for you."

Nan Zimu, who was taking a nap, said helplessly: "Master Hou, are we going to send Huanxi to school or let him play somewhere else? As the saying goes: 'If you suffer hardship, you can become a master'. This is not unreasonable. If Hou Ye wants Huanxi to learn something, he can't be so coddled."

Hou Ye's cast-iron spine didn't move a single bit from beginning to end, he nodded slightly, and replied: "That's right."

Hearing Nan Zimu's words "Eat bitterness and bitterness", he buried his head in the cushion of the car with joy and sorrow, and said sullenly, "Do you want to go to school alone?"

"of course not."

Huanxi's eyes lit up, and Nan Zimu said again: "There are many, many children studying with you."

The corners of Xiao Huanxi's mouth drooped again.

Autumn is still not strong, and the plane trees next to the main hall in front of the hall are green and green, and the men and women who came here belonged to high-ranking officials and noble families. At first, they all carried them, which added a sense of solemnity to the academy.

Later, women in twos and threes surrounded the hall, and gradually the hall became lively.

A few sharp-eyed people in the crowd saw Li Xingyi and his group sitting in the corner drinking tea, and hurriedly adjusted their clothes, and came to salute Lord Hou.

"Hou Ye Wanan." General Shenwu's wife, Mrs. Zhao, saluted Li Xingzhi.

Li Xingzhi pinched the bridge of his nose and felt a bit of a headache. He was afraid of encountering such a situation on the way here. Once someone came over to make a fuss, everyone in the hall would have to come over to salute and say hello before leaving.

"You don't need to be too polite. When you come here, you all have the right to think that you are just the parents of your children, and there are not so many rules." Li Xingzhi said perfunctorily.

Mrs. Zhao and the other female relatives chuckled a few times, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Lord Hou to be such a kind person. When I looked at it from afar, I thought you were so cold to others."

Mrs. Zhao is the most extroverted among the female family members, and she is much bolder than those female family members who hide behind and dare not go forward.

Li Xingzhi smirked and said, "Illusion."

What he said was ambiguous, making it hard to figure out whether Lord Hou meant "kindness" or "coldness".

Hou Ye thought that his smirk was vivid enough, but there were still more and more people coming around, and they ignored the slight dissatisfaction on his face.

Someone in the crowd asked, "Is that the young prince?"

After a while, an unknown voice continued with a chuckle: "The facial features are as exquisite and beautiful as Lord Hou, but at first glance, I thought it was a piece of white steamed bun."

This is the insinuation that Xiao Huanxi is fat.Li Xingzhi clamped Huanxi's armpit, and lifted him onto his lap. Master Hou just smiled and said nothing, and someone beside him flattered him: "Even if Xiao Shizi looks like a steamed bun, it is also a white jade steamed bun."

Xiao Huanxi puffed up her cheeks slightly: After all, it’s not a steamed bun!

"Hey, if I remember correctly, Xiao Shizi was born in the early winter of last year, right? I think he's less than two years old now, but if you count by one year old, he's probably less than one year old, right?"

The youngest child here is six years old. Generally, children go to school when they are seven or eight years old, and come to school when they are less than two years old. Does this mean that the wife needs to change their diapers?

Li Xingzhi didn't like other people showing doubts about his joy, so he explained unhurriedly: "Chengyan grows up faster than ordinary children, he can already talk and walk when he is six months old .His father taught him a few characters, and now he can read some poems."

There was an uproar, and there was a lot of discussion.

Li Jing naturally wouldn't lie, but if what he said was true, wouldn't this young man be more prodigy than a prodigy?I'm afraid it wasn't some god who was reincarnated.

At this time, Nan Zimu, who had been sitting facing the crowd with his back resting on his cheeks, suddenly said, with a hint of a smile in his tone: "Chengyan, read a poem for them. Hmm... it's about autumn."

Nan Zimu's serious voice is like the voice of jade, elegant and sweet.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone's eyes were attracted to him. Nan Zimu sat facing Li Jing on a wooden table, while Lord Hou faced everyone.Even though everyone wanted to get close to Li Xingzhi, they didn't dare to get too close because of the word "Li" blocking it, so they just inferred that the person with his back to them was usually with Lord Hou. Song Ci.

Huanxi seems to listen to him very much, his round head swaying with the sound of a child's voice: "'White rocks come out of the Jingxi River, the sky is cold and the red leaves are thin. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the empty green is wet." The poem's The source is "In the Mountains" by Wang Wei."

After reciting the poem, Xiao Huanxi stretched her head, wanting to hear Nan Zimu's appreciation.

"Not bad." Nan Zimu tilted his head slightly, and raised his hand to touch Huanxi's head.

Huanxi was able to memorize a poem so clearly and fluently, word by word, not to mention everyone here, even Li Xingzhi who was holding Huanxi was surprised.Besides, just a few moments after Nan Zimu made a suggestion, Xiao Huanxi quickly picked out such a poem describing autumn from the pile of poems she had memorized, which is really rare...

"God, the little son is not really the reincarnation of Wenquxing, is he?"

"When my child was two years old, he couldn't even read a thousand-character essay..."

"Let's not talk about two years old, just now, my little treasure can't even read a thousand-character essay clearly, let alone memorize poems."

……

Some of these discussions were truthful, and there were also some flattery, but the surprise of these people was without exception, and they were all real.

The wave of discussion rose again and again, and everyone's curious eyes were on Nan Zimu's body. When Nan Zimu tilted his head just now, several people saw his side face for a moment, and were amazed for a few seconds. After that, I wondered if I had read it wrong.

Mrs. Zhao was one of them. Relying on her husband's personal relationship with Li Xingzhi, she boldly asked curiously, "Who is this?"

"This is Chengyan's father." Li Xingzhi replied solemnly, "As you all think, Cheng Yaoying is not Chengyan's biological mother, and the previous rumors among the people are true."

When Cheng Yaoying was still able to dance, the control of the servants in the Houye Mansion was quite strict, but since she was locked up, the rules of the Houye Mansion have been lax, and there are inevitably talkative servants talking about the affairs of the masters of the Houye Mansion. So those true and false rumors spread outside the mansion and became endless rumors.

However, Hou Ye didn't know who these rumors came from, and he didn't stop them, nor did he intend to hide them.So he just dismissed those servants who didn't understand the rules afterwards, and didn't care much about the rumors among the people.

Hearing what Hou Ye said, the crowd was no longer satisfied with the previous uproar, and the crowd immediately boiled up, only regretting that they didn't go out with a small bench and a few bags of melon seeds this morning.

After Master Hou said this, there were still many bold questions and began to ask other questions, such as: Why haven't Mrs. Hou shown up recently?Is there a problem with the relationship between Master Hou and his wife?Has Lord Hou ever thought about taking the son's father as a concubine?

These people just barely asked——Can Hou Ye tell us about the process of the third party getting involved?

Li Xingzhi didn't want to cause trouble on the day of Huanxi's book opening, so he avoided answering the questions later on. Although Zhao's temper was rather carefree, Master Hou didn't want to answer, and she didn't want to be like everyone else.

"Everything else is about Lord Hou's housework. It's embarrassing for Lord Hou to ask you such questions." Mrs. Zhao stared at Nan Zimu's back intently, "It's just that this legendary little brother, the rumored It's 'a frown and a smile, like a banished fairy', I wonder if Lord Hou is willing to let ordinary people like us see and see?"

"Yeah, let's see." Some people in the crowd echoed.

Even though Li Xingzhi was irritable just now, he didn't put on a dirty face to these officials and female relatives.However, Mrs. Zhao's proposal obviously made him very dissatisfied, and a gloomy expression appeared on his unsmiling face in front of everyone.

The rain is coming--

Zhao lowered her eyebrows in shock, and said inaudibly: "Sorry, it's my concubine who was abrupt."

"Hey, why are you all gathered there? The old man has already arrived, all young masters, come over and stand up, the master is going to straighten your clothes." The first student shouted.

The crowd dispersed and hurriedly sent their children over.

Nan Zimu took Huanxi from Li Xingzhi's arms and hugged the child.

At this time, everyone saw his appearance clearly, and while being amazed, they still sighed in their hearts: the folk rumors are true!

Nan Zimu has a pair of eyes that are neither sad nor happy, so clear that it seems that everything in this world is not worthy of being included in his pupils.

This beauty is definitely a beauty that cannot be picked out in a million, but his look of contemptuousness makes it difficult for people not to doubt whether he is just an ant in his eyes, not worthy of being admired.