I'm back

The regent's hand was as long as jade, although there were thick calluses on the palm and the tiger's mouth, it did not damage the beauty of this hand.

Yan Qin hesitated for a moment, and put his favorite pen on it.The regent said that he would solve it for him, and most likely he would help him copy it together.

Yan Yuge looked at his palm and said, "Not enough."

Yan Qin gave him a second pen.

Yan Yuge sighed, walked to the desk, pushed aside the memorial and the like, took two more pens from the inkstone, took a look at what Yan Qin had written, and began to write on the rice paper.He specially controlled the speed and strength so that he could write the more subtle handwriting of the little emperor.

Yan Qin stood behind him and watched the regent's pen and ink on the paper, and the speed of grinding ink could not keep up.

He couldn't help but marvel: this kind of writing speed, when the regent was studying, he had to be punished by his master many times before he could practice it.

Not only is the writing speed fast, Yan Yuge has two hands, but also writes different content.For ordinary people, just being able to use both left and right bows is enough to make people amazed. Not only did the regent write with his left and right hands at the same time, but the handwriting he wrote imitated his handwriting ten to ten.

This is no human, this is simply a monster.Yan Qin watched the regent standing there writing for an entire hour and a half, and finished all the things that would have taken him four hours to write.

Yan Yuge stopped writing, and waited for the ink on the paper to dry before handing dozens of sheets of rice paper to the emperor: "Your Majesty, take a look, there is still something to make up."

Yan Qin looked through it carefully, and then read what he wrote again. If he was not very sober now, he would definitely think that the things in front of him were written when he was sleepy.

"Okay." This level is already good. If you write too much, the Taifu will definitely find the tricks in it.

After Yan Qin packed up his homework, he looked at the hourglass in the room, the time was a quarter of a unitary jet lag.

The little emperor's heart suddenly turned cold. He hesitated for a moment, blocked the hourglass, and asked, "Does Uncle Wang know what time it is?"

"I don't know."

Yan Qin breathed a sigh of relief, and his cold heart warmed up again. Fortunately, the regent is not abnormal enough to be able to calculate the time so accurately.

"It's still a quarter away from You time, and it's not too early. Otherwise, Uncle Wang will have a meal with Gu in the palace?"

"No, since it's Girl's Day, it should be spent outside the palace. Before your majesty's time belongs to me, you can use this quarter of an hour to change your clothes."

The emperor has been tossing about dinner for a long time. He has to serve more than a dozen dishes, and every dish has to be tested for poison. Even if the dishes are served from now on, it will take a long time to finish a meal.

He helped Yan Qin with his homework for an hour and a half, and it only took the little emperor two hours, how could he waste his time on such a long meal.

"There are many special delicacies on Daughter's Day, I think His Majesty will like them." Yan Qin recalled the delicacies Tong Changxiao ate on his birthday, and it is true that there are delicacies from mountains and seas in the palace.

"Uncle Wang, please wait alone for a while." Yan Qin carefully selected and changed into a rich and noble son.

Since he was looking for a partner for the regent, he might have to chat with strangers, so he must not dress too badly, otherwise, wouldn't it be teaching others to think of him as Yan Yuge's servant.

It took Yan Qin some time to change his clothes, and it was already a quarter past You when he came out, but Yan Yuge didn't say anything about him, and only let him sit in the carriage that had been prepared to leave the palace.

Of course, this time was the time for him to conscript the emperor. During these two hours, Yan Qin had to listen to him, so he didn't agree to let the other party bring Chang Xiao, who was always hostile to him, with the oil bottle.

On the way out of the palace, the two sat opposite each other in the carriage. The time seemed to go back to a few months ago, but the state of mind of both of them had changed a lot from before.

After leaving Miyagi, Yan Yuge changed from the style of his elders before, and his attitude was much gentler, and his tone of speech was a little more approachable: "After leaving the palace, Your Majesty don't call me uncle anymore, after all, I am older than Your Majesty. Ten years old."

Yan Qin said that he knows everything, even if it is a green leaf, he must know when to shake the leaves to set off the freshness and tenderness of the flowers.Since he is here to serve as the regent's foil, he must follow the regent's request: "Then Uncle Wang thinks, what should I call you outside?"

"It's good that you and I are brothers, you can call me Brother Yu."

Isn't Yan Yuge the regent's name? It's a bit weird to call it that.Yan Qin felt something was wrong, but after thinking about it, it was just a title anyway, and it was only two hours old.

"Then what do you call me, Uncle Wang, Brother Yu?" It sounds like "Yu Chi" and "Jade Emperor", which is even weirder than Brother Yu, "I don't want it, I think it's very strange."

The regent coughed twice: "Your Majesty has a nickname, called Penzi, otherwise, how about calling you Penzi when I'm outside?"

"No!" Yan Qin denied the proposal without even thinking about it.

Speaking of pots, he suddenly remembered that on the day of his birthday, someone called his name in his ear. At that time, he also dreamed that the late emperor jumped out of the coffin to teach him a lesson. Thinking about it now, that voice full of anger seems to be Much like the Regent's.

There is still some distance between the imperial city and the lively night market. Yan Qin struggled for a while, but still asked what was on his mind: "How does Uncle Wang know that I have such a nickname?"

Before he was ten years old, the first emperor and the empress Yuan would occasionally call him by this nickname, but among the three brothers, he had no sense of existence since he was a child. Logically speaking, those who know his nickname are still alive today. Just laugh often.

Yan Yuge was ten years older than him. When he was born, the other party was only ten years old. It was impossible for him to pay attention to the nickname of an unfavored prince.When he started babbling, the other party was fighting on the battlefield.

When the other party came back from the frontier and lived in the capital for a long time, he had almost no contact with this young and promising general.

On the birthday of the first emperor, and some celebrations that required the presence of civil and military officials, he had seen Yan Yuge before.

But those were all formal occasions, and the late emperor's affection for his son, who had a very low sense of presence, was not to the point where he could call out his nickname anytime, anywhere.

The regent was silent for a while, and did not say "Is this question important?" Instead, he looked at the young emperor's youthful face and asked him, "Is my answer important to Your Majesty?"

Facing the little emperor who hadn't enlightened yet, he could only use ingenious questions to get some pleasing answers.

Yan Qin nodded: "It's very important."

If you want to get someone's answer, even if it is not that important, you have to say it is very important.

"It's just that when I entered the palace, I heard the late emperor yell, so I remembered it."

About seven or eight years ago, he and his grandfather went to the palace to have a face-to-face meeting. At that time, the emperor was in the imperial garden, shouting pots in one direction.

At that time, he was still puzzled, when he saw a five or six-year-old child stumbling over from the east, holding a delicate flower and handing it to the emperor, grinning foolishly, and shouting: "Royal father!" , Huahua..."

Because he was deeply impressed by the name of the pot, he asked his grandfather, and found out that the child was the third son of the first emperor, the child of an unfavored court lady.

The emperor felt sorry for the child who lost his mother at such a young age, and even made the maid a concubine. When the father's love was overwhelming, he would play with the child.

But compared to the much-loved and valued prince, the third prince, Yan Qin, only has a sense of existence when the emperor thinks about it.

It was only later that Yan Yuge learned that the third prince was named Yan Qin. In fact, he has a strong ability to remember things, but it is not so easy to remember people.To be honest, he could always remember Yan Qin's nickname because it was very special.

He had heard folks call it Goudan Niudan, but it was the first time he was called a pot.

After hearing this answer, Yan Qin remained silent for a longer time, and then choked out a sentence after holding back for a long time: "Please trouble Uncle Wang to forget this name."

If the regent dares to call him this in the street, he will pretend that he does not know this person.

Yan Yuge just made a joke to tease him. If he really yelled on the street, wouldn't everyone know the emperor's nickname, so he wouldn't be so stupid.

He made a final decision: "Then it's called Yu Qin."

With the shadow of the previous "basin", Yan Qin did not object to this proposal, so it is better for Qin, anyway, he is playing the role of the regent's younger brother.

He was originally an uncle and nephew, but now he is a brother. Think about it, he has also been promoted to a higher level, so he will not suffer.

After the address was finalized, the carriage stopped, and the driver raised his voice an octave in the noisy night market: "You two gentlemen, you have arrived."

Yan Qin and Yan Yuge got out of the carriage one after the other.

It has to be said that the Prince Regent has a good skin. When he appeared in the bustling market, almost all the women's eyes drifted to him.

Yan Qin walked less than a hundred steps with him, and five or six bold women flopped in front of them one after another.

Facing these bold girls, Yan Yuge stepped over each other expressionlessly. Yan Qin stepped forward and followed closely. Feeling the hot gazes from all directions, his scalp suddenly felt a little numb.

He was puzzled: the regent's posture is really here to find a man, isn't he here to sow hatred?