After dressing up as a cub, cute and turn the world

As soon as this remark came out, not only the sixth aunt, but also the other aunts who silently wrote down the fact that Tang Haochu likes cakes just now were full of doubts—why did it suddenly taste bad?

When they first learned of Tang Haochu's existence, although the concubines felt the pressure, they were not too nervous.After all, An Wan is dead, the child is so young and has no mother, so it should be easy to coax and manipulate, and can be used as a big bargaining chip for favor, but he seems to be more difficult to serve than Tang Liming.Aunt Six couldn't help but ask: "But you said it tasted good..."

"Before was before, now is now." Tang Haochu pushed the cake plate aside, and said with a blank expression on his face, "It's like a person who used to be caressing, but now becomes magnanimous, and who was utilitarian before, but now is magnanimous." Very virtuous and virtuous."

The young master is not yet five years old this year. Even if he speaks in a serious tone, his voice is soft and glutinous. There is nothing other than delicate and cute on the face of the little bun, but the content of the words makes everyone All the aunts were stunned.

Especially the sixth aunt, she is a caring and utilitarian person in essence, she pretended to be this gentle and graceful appearance in order to please Tang Liming, her heart skipped a beat, and her expression changed.

Aunt Six quickly sorted out her emotions, and at the same time couldn't help re-examining Tang Haochu.Boys develop later than girls, and because they are naturally weak, the child in front of them looks younger than children of the same age, but their appearance is exceptionally good. The small one is sitting in a chair, black and round When looking at people with big eyes, like a well-behaved and airy little milk cat makes people soft-hearted.

The sixth aunt tried to comfort herself with the reason that the child just said it casually, but the father put the focus on other things completely, and didn't care about cakes or Xianshu at all. —— Tang Liming praised his son with a smile: "Haohao is really amazing, he can say so many idioms, even my father doesn't know that many!"

These words are not simply to coax children. As a martial artist, Tang Liming's cultural heritage is really not high. He only knows some tactics of war, and almost knows nothing about other poems, songs, idioms and quatrains.But the strange thing is that he especially likes the kind of talented woman. An Wan is really talented and has written many poems, many of which discuss current affairs, politics and the big picture of family, country and world. depth and insight.

It's a pity that only a few people around An Wan have read the things written by An Wan, because her capriciousness has seriously affected her literary creation. She always expresses satisfaction with what she wrote one second, and then raises her hand and burns it in the next second However, if this were not the case, Tang Haochu would probably add a career of "contemporary poet" to the "inheriting his father's career" that Tang Haochu now wants to complete.

"I know a lot of idioms." Tang Haochu already knew An Wan's basic information from the system, so he said calmly, "I learned it from my mother, and I learned it very quickly."

There was a little pride in his tone, because he was praised just now, and the young master still puffed out his chest out of habit.

This proud and cute little appearance dispelled the doubts of the other concubines except the sixth concubine. After all, they are still children, so I can't stand the praise. The idioms I just said must be just a coincidence and have no other meaning. .

Aunt Six was still uneasy.She knew that she couldn't compare to An Wan no matter what, whether it was family background, talent or status in Tang Liming's heart.And when An Wan is dead, the living will never be able to compete with the dead, because the dead will not make mistakes, will not become ugly and old, and will only leave an incomparably perfect image engraved in the hearts of the widows, not to mention that An Wan also left Tang Liming a Son, - there are three unfilial sons who have no offspring. Children are the continuation and hope of the whole family. Tang Liming will attach great importance to this eldest son if he is not a mud that cannot be supported on the wall. Even if she gives birth to a son for Tang Liming one day, Not as precious as the first child.

And Tang Liming has clearly shown that he attaches great importance to Tang Haochu. Compared with the strictness of military training, he did not hesitate to praise his son, and praised again: "Haohao is awesome. Can you write all the words in the idiom?"

"Of course I will," said the young master without any modesty, and his small chest was getting taller and taller, "I know a lot of words."

So after dinner, the father and son went to the study to write.Tang Liming's own handwriting is not very good, but he has a few highly educated disciples under his command, even his adjutant Wang Jian can write well.

Wang Jian helped spread the paper and put the ink. Tang Haochu stood at the table and watched him grind the ink. His big black and white eyes blinked and blinked. People couldn't help but love him when they saw him, and wanted to touch his head. Shun Shun Mao.Tang Liming reached out his hand uncontrollably and touched his son's forehead hair. He felt that even the hair was so soft that he dared not touch it too hard.

The young master is not as tall as the table, and the chair in front of the table is too big for him. He obediently stretches out his chubby hand, looking like he is waiting to be picked up by an adult, but his little bun face is serious. , very cute.Tang Liming sat down first, then hugged his son on his lap, and helped him hold a pen.

Tang Haochu held the pen and wrote his name stroke by stroke.

The three characters as big as a palm appeared on the paper. Tang Liming saw that although the brushwork was a bit immature, the font was very majestic, and the adjutant next to him couldn't help but praised: "Young master's writing is really good, even if Mr. Cao was a child It may not be at this level, and it will definitely be great in the future.”

The Mr. Cao he was talking about was the most knowledgeable and famous among Tang Liming's disciples. Not only Beizhou, but several other states also extended olive branches and invited him to be a consultant.

"Let Cao Xu come and teach Haohao how to learn essays in the future," Tang Liming immediately said with a smile: "My son, the future will naturally be terrible."

The tone was obviously proud—as expected of father and son, he and Tang Haochu didn't seem to know much about modesty.

Tang Haochu picked up a pen and wrote some names, which were the aunts and wives who had introduced themselves to him at the dinner table before.While Tang Liming was amazed at his son's memory, he was inexplicably jealous, "Why didn't you write Daddy's name?"

Tang Haochu put down his pen, "I don't know your name."

Tang Liming did not tell his son his name. Feeling guilty, he asked unwillingly, "Didn't your mother tell you?"

Tang Haochu thought for a while, then shook his head, "Mother misses you every day, and whenever she mentions you, she will feel sad."

Tang Liming fell silent for a moment.Although he suffers from male chauvinism, his feelings for An Wan are genuine, and he once promised to give An Wan a beautiful wedding and give her a happy and superior life, but now it has become an eternal regret.

Faces will always get old, feelings will always fade, but guilt and regret will last forever.Fortunately, these regrets can be made up for the child. Tang Liming threw the paper with the names of several concubines aside, took another piece of paper, and asked his son to write 'Tang Haochu' again, and then wrote 'Tang Liming' next to it.

Originally, he wanted to show his son the specific way of writing his name, but he felt that he couldn't handle the handwriting, so he described it: "Li is standing, and Ming is bright..."

The names of the father and son were written together. Tang Liming looked at it again and again, feeling very satisfied.Seeing that my son can write such good characters at such a young age, I am even more satisfied.

Regardless of high-ranking officials or ordinary people, they would instinctively respect learned people, and Tang Liming was no exception.Tang Liming was born as a bandit, with good skills, accurate marksmanship, high kung fu, and a natural acuity and intuition like a beast in marching and fighting, which made him lucky to climb to where he is today, so barbaric, vulgar and uneducated became his The direction of the attack of the people who have been defeated by his subordinates, the commanders in several other states will also insinuate that he has no ink, which makes him very angry.But it’s different now, he has a smart son, even if he doesn’t need his son to have any achievements in the future, he can protect him for a lifetime, but the child is talented, his face is naturally bright, and even thinking about it, he feels motivated , Walking a little more confidently.

So Tang Liming felt that the son in his arms liked him more and more, and Tang Haochu, who loved to listen to compliments, also felt that this father was not bad——the big and the young got along very well.The second wife, Liu Rumei, came to deliver the cut fruits in person, stood silently by the half-open door, listened to the voices inside, and then retreated out without a sound.

After exiting, he didn't go back to his own room, but turned to the room prepared for Tang Haochu, and checked himself for any omissions.First, I asked someone to add a warmer and lighter blanket. I felt that the earth dragon was too dry, and I was afraid that the skin of the child would be dry and cracked if it was too tender. Before leaving, he told his servants again that no matter what the young master wanted, he would prepare it immediately.

After returning to the room, the personal servant couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Madam, it's not your biological child, you just pretend to be good on the surface, why do you have to be so dedicated?"

Liu Rumei is 30 years old this year, but she is still bright and charming. Sitting in front of the mirror, while the servant combs her hair, she said slowly: "It doesn't matter if it is my own child, he is the master's own child, it is justified The eldest son, except for the master, everyone else in this family should be at the back of him. Besides, the master loves him very much——just based on this alone, even if he is just a child randomly picked from outside, no one can compare to him. "

Then he took the jade hairpin that was removed when combing his hair, and threw it into the dressing box. The fine jadeite lightly bumped into the same jade dressing box, making a crisp and pleasant sound.She smiled lightly following the sound, and continued: "People who live in this courtyard probably feel that they are unparalleled in appearance and have a high status. When others nod and bow and call madam outside, they really think they are madam, but If there is no master's love, who can be taller than whom, it is unknown once he is beaten back to his original shape. As long as he takes good care of this child, master will naturally see that I am good."

It's a pity that there are very few aunts who think like Liu Rumei. For example, the sixth aunt has other ideas.Ordinarily, she shouldn't care about a child, and there is no need to worry about Tang Haochu, but for some reason, she feels uncomfortable with Tang Haochu, and there is a trace of unspeakable anxiety and fear.The next day, she suggested to Tang Liming kindly that the third concubine's nephew should come over to be Tang Haochu's companion.

"Young master is the only child in the family. I feel a little lonely. Boys of this age need playmates. I remember sister Yu's nephew is just two years older than Haohao. He came here a few months ago. He looks very good. It's pleasing, why not let him come over and study martial arts with Haohao..."

The sister Yu she was talking about was the third concubine, Zhou Xiaoyu, whose father had been the supervisor of Qingzhou, and whose brother had now been promoted to brigade commander, and was the best-born among several concubines.So the Sixth Concubine's idea is to fight between the crane and the clam. Tang Haochu's temper is unpredictable, and the third concubine's nephew is domineering and domineering. The two children will definitely have friction when they get together. No matter which party suffers or suffers, it is not bad for her.Left and right she was just a kind person who gave advice, when something really happened, it was the third concubine who was in a hurry and had nothing to do with her.

Naturally, Tang Liming didn't think too much about it. He only thought that even ordinary rich families have book boys or companions, and that it is indeed time to find a companion for his son, so he nodded in agreement immediately.

At the same time, Cao Xu, who received the order to teach the young master how to write, rushed to the handsome mansion after eating.

Although Liu Rumei arranged the room very well, when Tang Haochu woke up in the morning, he still developed asthma due to the dry and cold air, and he coughed for a while before recovering.Tang Liming immediately ordered a doctor to give Tang Haochu a detailed diagnosis and treatment, while Liu Rumei asked the housekeeper to send a few more agile servants to follow Tang Haochu.

No matter how many doctors have changed for this disease, they always say the same thing: it is a chronic disease and cannot be cured, but it is not a fatal disease.After the doctor left, Tang Haochu, who likes to stay in bed, decided to get up. The maids and nurses surrounded him to dress him and shoes, and there were a few young men standing beside him all the time.

So when Cao Xu came in, he saw a four or five-year-old child sitting surrounded by a large number of servants. He looked as delicate and beautiful as a jade doll in a painting, and his two short legs could not reach the ground. , dangling in the air, it looks very cute.

The appearance is cute, but the words he speaks are not so cute. After Cao Xu reported himself as his family and specifically explained that the commander asked him to come and teach him, he saw the child raising his eyebrows and using a similar questioning and suspicious expression. Ask in a tone: "What can you teach me?"

Although the tone is not very good, the soft little milk voice makes people feel uneasy.Cao Xu coughed lightly, and said earnestly, "Although I am not talented, I know quite a few things. For example, poetry and poetry, astronomy and history, military art..."

"I want to learn the art of military warfare." The young master's voice was still childish, but his face was very serious, "You can teach me the art of military warfare."

The stern bun face looks not only not fierce, but even more cute. Cao Xu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "This is not to say that you can learn everything. You have to learn everything step by step. You are still young, so you have to start from the beginning. Start with literacy and hyphenation, then learn poetry, songs, astronomy and history, and finally military art..."

"Does that mean that if you know the first few things, you can learn the art of war?"

Cao Xu subconsciously nodded, and then saw the child raised his chubby hand and patted the armrest, the posture was exactly the same as their handsome, but the hand was too small and too soft to make a sound, "Then I can already learn, You start teaching today."

After finishing speaking, he jumped off the chair with his little feet, and strode towards the desk with his short legs like an airy kitten, "Have you brought the textbook of military art?"

If one ignores the child's chubby figure wrapped in a cotton padded coat, the steps are quite imposing.Cao Xu thought he was joking, but after casually testing a few of his poems and history, he was surprised-the other party really knew it, wasn't he talking nonsense?

In this world, Tang Haochu never thought of deliberately hiding his clumsiness, but only wanted to complete the main task as soon as possible.Complete the task one day earlier, and you can enjoy the time that is not controlled by the system one day earlier.

Cao Xu couldn't help asking a few more questions, and the more he took the test, the more surprised he became.He is also considered extensive and well-informed, knowing that some people are born with unparalleled intelligence, but he only heard a lot and saw a little, and now he has seen with his own eyes what true intelligence is.Children of the same age have only just reached the stage of reading and learning calligraphy. The children in front of them can already write and memorize, and even recite poems independently.

So as soon as today's teaching was over, Cao Xu hurried to report to Tang Liming: "Congratulations, Marshal, the young master is so smart, he can be called a prodigy, and he will have a bright future in the future."