[Qing] Empress Xiao Chengren Reborn

Baocheng was pampered and brought up since he was a child. Over the past year, he has been eating, sleeping, and eating. Have you ever written with a brush?

He just grabbed the brush and wrote two words, and then he got bored. He threw the brush on the table, squeezed his short hands and yelled that his hands hurt: "Huang Ama, let's not write, okay? My hands hurt so much." !"

The second brother can actually hold such a hard pen and write his own name, it is simply against the sky!Don't second brother's hands hurt?

Xuan Ye looked at the two ghost-painted talismans on the rice paper to support his forehead. When Cheng Hu was so old, even if he couldn't hold the pen steady, he would write very hard. Unlike this one, he only wrote two characters while holding the brush, and it turned out to be Don't write anymore with a bitter face!

"Bao Cheng is a good boy, hold on a little longer, okay?"

Xuan Ye refused to give up. He can teach Cheng Hu to write good characters, and he will definitely be able to teach Bao Cheng to write good characters. He immediately stepped forward and grabbed Bao Cheng's hand to teach him posture and brushwork, "Come on, I will take you to write, find out how you feel, write another twenty words, and I will let you rest, okay?"

Xuan Ye was helpless. When Cheng Hu was writing, he had to write fifty characters before he was allowed to rest.

Xuanye's hands were big and strong, and holding Baocheng's soft little hand, he moved the pen, and just wrote the two big characters of "Baocheng".

When Baocheng saw his name appearing on the rice paper, he was actually not happy at all. His hand was caught between Huang Ama's big hand and the hard brush, it was so uncomfortable, it hurt more than when he wrote it , just when Xuanye was very satisfied and ready to hold his hand and continue writing, Baocheng couldn't bear it anymore, burst out all of a sudden, opened his mouth and bit Xuanye's hand hard, Xuanye was in pain, and all of a sudden Letting go of Baocheng's hand, Baocheng took advantage of the time to jump off the stool and stay away from Xuanye.

Looking at his red hands, Baocheng complained to Xuan Ye with tears in his eyes: "Huang Ama!...I told you, my hands hurt...how could you treat me like this? Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Don't love me...Huang Ama, don't you love me anymore?"

Is it because I don't love him anymore, that's why I want to torture him like this?

Baocheng cried so sadly, Erniang was pregnant with a little sister, she was no longer his only Erniang, and the second elder brother did not allow him to monopolize Erniang, he had always pretended to be full of grievances, but now the emperor who loves him the most Ma even forced him to write. He didn't understand what was going on in this world!

Er Niang had told him earlier that he was not allowed to bite people anymore, and he had promised not to bite people anymore, but he couldn't help it. Apart from biting Huang Ama, he couldn't think of any other way to escape from Huang Ama. Ahma's clutches!

Looking at Baocheng in such a pitiful state, Xuanye couldn't get angry even if he wanted to. Looking at the two rows of teeth marks on his tiger's mouth, Xuanye felt very familiar. Zhujin also said that this child no longer bites. Still bad habits die hard...

Xuanye sighed softly, and gave Baocheng a complicated and unspeakable look. After all, he was still reluctant to attack the soft and tender baby. He turned to Liang Jiugong and said, "Go and give him ten sheets of calligraphy that Chenghu practiced when he was a child." , let him write it down by himself, and I will go to nourish myself."

He wanted to coax Baocheng, but Baocheng was very vigilant. He seemed unwilling to approach him, as if he was forcing him to write again. When he saw him approaching, he backed away, hugging Liang Jiugong's calf to hide If he refused to come out behind him, Xuan Ye definitely couldn't go and catch him, so he had to give up.

Liang Jiugong followed his words, and softly coaxed Baocheng to let the fourth elder brother let go of his leg: "Si elder brother, the emperor has gone to rest, and will not force elder brother to write. Elder brother let go of the slave's leg, and the slave is going to find the second elder brother." Write brother's words for brother!"

"Second brother's word?"

Baocheng became interested, and immediately let go of Liang Jiugong's leg, urging him, "Hurry up, hurry up and find him!"

Xuan Ye said that he was going to rest his mind, but he has been working so hard these days to worry about the court affairs and didn't sleep much. Now with the sound of rain outside, he just lay down and fell asleep after half a minute. Occasionally, he would snore a little.

Mingzhu's work efficiency is extremely high. After returning to the cabinet from the Qianqing Palace, he immediately drafted an order according to the emperor's intention and ordered Xin Yufa to protect him. Gabra had read the memorial in the cabinet and hadn't returned home. Glancing at Mingzhu on the opposite side, sighing in his heart, he honestly put down the memorial in his hand and went to Qianqing Palace to plead guilty to the emperor.

He is not strict in running the family, although the emperor only issued a decree to proclaim Xin Yu's legal protection, but as the head of the family, he can't ignore it, he will only enter the palace to plead guilty.

When I arrived at the gate of the Qianqing Palace, I saw Liang Jiugong, and after explaining his intentions, he saw that Mr. Liang was in trouble: "My lord, it's not that I'm a slave who doesn't pass on for you. It's the emperor who said that he wants to rest. I fell asleep, and the emperor didn't say how long he would sleep, the slave can't wake the emperor up rashly, why don't you go back to the council and wait, if the emperor wakes up, the slave will send someone to notify you?"

If it were someone else, Liang Jiugong would at most stop him by saying that he didn't see him, and he would never come up with so many ideas for others.

But Kabula refused to do so: "My father-in-law is kind, but I can't do this. Since the emperor has not woken up, I will kneel here until the emperor wakes up to see me."

He came here to plead guilty, not to put on a show, how can he not be wronged when pleading guilty?

It is still raining outside here, and rain will come in from time to time under the eaves, not to mention that autumn and winter are already cold, who knows when the emperor will wake up?

Liang Jiugong was afraid that Kabula would get sick from the cold if he knelt outside, he was not easy to deal with, not to mention that the emperor valued him so much, if he woke up and found out that he was kneeling outside, he might be angry, Liang Jiugong didn't dare To take risks, I can only persuade Kabula not to kneel, because Gabula has a solid eye and insists on kneeling and waiting. Although the two of them dare not make loud noises, there is still some twisting and pulling.

After Baocheng got Chenghu's words, he was really excited for a while. He lay on the table and studied his second brother's words for a long time. When he looked up again, he found that his Huang Ama was already asleep. Supervising him to write, he refused to write, and he didn't take the brush that was thrown aside. He just looked at his second brother's handwriting, covered his mouth and smiled and joked that his second brother's handwriting was crooked.

But the jokes were enough, and he felt bored. Although the handwriting was better than his, he didn't know a single word. It seemed that these words couldn't grow into a flower. He put down the rice paper and glanced at it. , saw the inkstone full of ink again, propped his head to look at it for a long time, picked up the writing brush that had been left out for a long time, dipped it in the ink, and smeared it on his second brother's rice paper until he could not see his second brother's writing until.

Liang Jiugong watched from the side, the corners of his eyes twitched. The emperor treasured the copybooks that the second elder brother had when he was a child. The joy was all ruined.

Liang Jiugong silently looked at the sleeping emperor. Now that the fourth elder brother had found some fun, he was very happy, and he didn't know how the emperor would feel sorry for those words after waking up...

After Baocheng finished painting the ten sheets, he turned his eyes to Xuan Ye again. Huang Ama was still sleeping. He held the brush and thought, Huang Ama had a few small white spots on her nose, which Eniang said were called pockmarks. , It was left by Huang Ama from smallpox when she was a child. He didn't know what smallpox was, but now he wanted to paint those white dots black. The white dots would affect the beauty, which is really not good-looking.

When he thinks about it, he does it. Baocheng has extraordinary mobility. He immediately dipped in the ink, and when the brush was full of ink, he ran to Xuanye's side, climbed onto the bed, rode on Xuanye's body, and smeared on his face with the brush. When the first stroke was painted, Liang Jiugong was stunned, but he couldn't do anything, he could only watch helplessly. It would be good for him to be blind right now, the slave didn't see anything, he didn't hear anything...

When Baocheng held the inkstone and painted the threshold of the Qianqing Palace with a brush, Liang Jiugong was completely speechless. He only prayed in his heart, if someone called him out at this moment, it would be great. He was really afraid that the fourth elder brother had finished painting the threshold. I would take a brush and dip it in ink to smear on him...

His prayer was indeed fulfilled. When the little eunuch said that Mr. Ga asked to see him, Liang Jiugong almost burst into tears, and the savior came!

When Baocheng finished painting the threshold, he felt his wrists sore. He threw away the inkstone and brush in his hand, turned around and sat on the threshold to rest. After resting for a while, when he looked up again, he found that he was the only one left in the Qianqing Palace. Huang Ama, who was still sleeping, disappeared, and Eunuch Liang, who had been standing there all this time, disappeared. When Baocheng was wondering where everyone had gone, he suddenly heard a little noise outside the palace.

Curious in his heart, he immediately got up from the threshold and ran out to have a look. Unexpectedly, he saw Gabra coming outside. Gabra smiled brightly and called out crisply: "Grandfather!"

Gabula was getting together with Liang Jiugong, neither of them guarded against Baocheng rushing out suddenly, they were so frightened that they let go of their hands, and they separated because of this, Gabula looked down and saw Si Ah Brother's bright smile made his heart soften at the moment, and he said with a smile: "Hello, Si elder brother, I send my greetings to Si elder brother."

"Grandfather wants to see Huang Ama? Huang Ama is still sleeping!"

Baocheng hugged Gabula's calf tightly, and said with a smile, "It's raining outside, grandpa goes in and waits!"

Baocheng opened his mouth, but Gabra didn't want Baocheng to accompany him in the rain, so he nodded and agreed, and went to hug Baocheng in with a smile, but Baocheng hugged his calf tightly and refused to get up. Gabra didn't understand, and looked up at Liang Jiugong.

Liang Jiugong sighed, and said: "My lord, the fourth elder brother doesn't want you to carry him in. He wants to sit on your feet and carry him in with your calves."

This is also one of the games that the fourth elder brother has recently fallen in love with. He hugs people's calves when he sees them, and then asks them to drag their feet. Whenever this happens, he will be very happy.