The Silly Son of the Shun Jun Family [Rebirth]

The prince went back for lunch and took a half-hour lunch break.Go to Tai Shumeng's class in the afternoon.

Seeing the little prince, Tai Shumeng seemed not as lively as before, so he didn't say anything.

"I heard that the prince is clamoring to attend my class?" Tai Shumeng looked at him with a smile.

Although Tai Shumeng is a general, his face doesn't have a look of sternness, which gives people a sense of kindness.In the previous life, Tai Shumeng loyally protected the lord, and finally died, and the prince looked at him, and couldn't help feeling grateful for his loyalty.

"Yeah." The prince looked at him and nodded.Because of his kindness, the prince was not afraid when he saw his eyes.

"Then let's go to class now," Tai Shu Meng said with a smile: "Your Highness must be mentally prepared for my class. Don't think that I will let you down. Nothing."

"En." The prince replied.

Tai Shumeng asked the little prince to straddle his horse, and took a small bamboo whip to knock here and there around his body, "Position, pay attention to posture, raise your hands, squat down, oh, don't you practice for half a month, you I forgot all about it, how did I teach you before?"

The little prince was swaying and unsteady, as if he was about to fall at any time. Seeing that the prince had returned what he had taught him, Tai Shumeng felt depressed, "I said, Your Highness, you should practice more when you have time." Practice, don't be lazy, you know?"

"Ah."

"As the saying goes, the master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual." Tai Shumeng corrected his movements, while babbling, "It's not enough to rely on me to teach, you have to practice hard. Practice is right. Kung fu is all practiced. Yes, practice in winter and summer, don’t be lazy. Otherwise, what you learn is all ostentation, what’s the use? Can you fight? Can you kill people? Let’s not talk about killing people, can you protect yourself?”

"Ah."

"Huh, what? You're going to be um, did you hear me? Talk."

"Listen, let's go in."

The prince was sweating profusely and out of breath after striding for a while.Practicing kung fu requires too much physical fitness, and the prince doesn't know how long he can last.Compared with practicing kung fu, he thinks reciting memorization is simply too simple.But he has to learn kung fu, he has to learn to protect himself, because in the future, no one will protect him.

The prince gritted his teeth and persisted.

The autumn wind is rustling in the courtyard, and there are many weapons lined up around it. This is the martial arts training ground in the East Palace.The venue is quite large, and the prince looks very small in it.

Tai Shumeng saw that the little prince was crumbling after only a quarter of an hour, thinking that the little prince had experienced a lot recently, and he was still young, so he was not in a hurry, so he asked him to rest for a while and practice again.

The prince could finally rest and heaved a sigh of relief.

When the prince was resting, Tai Shumeng didn't let him idle. He taught him theoretical knowledge and familiarized him with weapons.

A quarter of an hour later, Tai Shumeng asked him to step forward again.After piercing for a quarter of an hour, he was allowed to rest again and explained the theory to him.In this way, an afternoon passed under Tai Shumeng's repeated torture.

When the prince went back, he felt that his legs weighed a thousand catties, and he wanted to be carried back.God knows how he got back to his palace.The prince took a bath, ate dinner, and lay down on the bed not wanting to move.His whole body was sore, he didn't think about anything, he told the night watchman to wake him up in the middle of the night, and fell asleep.

The prince slept soundly that night and didn't have a single dream.

The people in the third watch palace woke him up, and the prince got up, his whole body was sore, but he was in good spirits.

The prince climbed out of bed, his legs were so sore that he couldn't walk.The prince gritted his teeth and persisted, dragged his sore legs, washed his face, and went to the study to endorse.

Endorse until the fifth watch, go to Zamabu.I recited books while zipping, and didn't turn back to eat breakfast and go to class until dawn.

King Qi saw that today's little prince was in good spirits, and the dark spots in his eyes faded a bit.Seems to be sleeping well.

"Have you memorized yesterday's text?" Qi Wang asked.

"Ah."

"back."

The prince began to recite the text, and King Qi nodded when he saw that he had recited the text verbatim.

"Bareback is not enough, can you write?" King Qi looked at him.

The prince was stunned for a moment, and quickly glanced at King Qi. King Qi motioned, "Write it silently and see."

"En." The prince responded, picked up the pen, spread out the rice paper, and began to write silently.

When King Qi saw it, he couldn't help getting up, walking up to him, and watching him write.

As soon as King Qi stood up from his seat, the prince caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, and his heart ached.He walked towards him step by step, the prince's heart was lifted, and his hands trembled slightly.Ink was spilled on the paper.The prince hurriedly used words to cover up the spilled ink.

King Qi walked up to take a look, the prince's handwriting looked a little immature, but it was also correct, and looking at the handwriting, there was one more stroke and one stroke less, and there were many mistakes.King Qi couldn't help laughing, thanks to his typos throughout, he was still so calm.If he hadn't come to see it in person, he would have thought he had a plan in mind.

"This is 'shield', not 'fart'," King Qi corrected him, holding back a smile.

When the prince saw it, his face flushed instantly, his heart was beating wildly, and sweat broke out on his forehead.The sweat droplets gathered together, slipped from his forehead, dripped onto the paper, and blurred the ink.

King Qi was watching him writing. He was stunned when he saw the sweat dripping on the paper. He looked at his forehead, and it was sweating again.

The prince corrected the word "sheltered" and continued to write without wiping off his sweat.

King Qi straightened up, glanced at him, and walked back to his seat.Seeing that he had finally left, the prince secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to finish writing silently.

"Check it out yourself when you finish writing it," King Qi ordered.

"En." The prince responded, opened the book, and checked it.I was ashamed to see a lot of wrong words.He circled the wrong words one by one in the book, and planned to write it several times after class.Then the prince will be busy again.

"Are you done? Show me."

"En." The crown prince replied, and was about to stand up, but suddenly his feet felt numb, and he sat back down again.

The prince secretly gritted his teeth, slowly got up, endured the pain, walked up step by step, and presented the things he wrote silently to King Qi.

King Qi kept looking at him, and seeing that he was struggling, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with your leg?"

"Nothing." The prince said softly.

King Qi looked at his face, the prince lowered his brows and looked down, the scene of crying and begging him that day never happened again.The face is no longer fragile, but has become much stronger.Whatever he was asked to do, he did his best no matter what.Any teacher would be happy to see such a well-behaved student.

King Qi felt that it was not a good taste, and the people in front of him were trying to hold back something.After that day, knowing that I couldn't help him, did I never ask again?King Qi faintly felt that he had betrayed his trust and was no longer trusted.

King Qi never took the rice paper, so the prince kept raising his hands without saying a word.

King Qi took the rice paper, looked at him and said, "Go back and sit down. Start talking about something new." The ink on the paper was dry, King Qi glanced at it, and put it into the book.

The prince resisted the discomfort, walked back to his seat as usual, knelt down again, and listened carefully.

King Qi looked at his figure, petite and stubborn, for some reason, it made people feel a little distressed.

Born in an emperor's family, partisan struggle is indispensable, each side in the court, fighting to the death, it is more exciting than fighting on the front line.Even if he was lucky enough to be established as a prince, there are various reasons why he could not be enthroned as emperor in the end.At such a young age, he has high ambitions, is he going to ascend to the supreme throne?

Oh, it's also ridiculous, isn't the Third Master of the Eastern Palace the one who helped him ascend to the throne?Otherwise, what is he doing here?King Qi secretly laughed at himself.He took the book and started teaching him.

In the afternoon, the prince smiled when he saw Tai Shumeng.

"Little prince, come here, let's continue Zamabuha today!"

"En." The prince nodded obediently.

Today is still the same as yesterday, Taishu Meng asked him to stick for a quarter of an hour, and then rested for a quarter of an hour to explain the relevant knowledge to him.

"Some insidious people will poison their weapons. It is already very dangerous to be injured by a weapon. If they get poisoned again, their lives will be hard to save."

As soon as the prince heard the word "poison", he felt that it was necessary to learn it, so he looked eagerly at Tai Shumeng and said, "I want to learn, admit to poison."

"Admit poison?" Uncle Meng smiled, and said, "Okay, learn! You can learn anything you want! I have a few poison books, you can take them back and read them, and ask again if you don't understand."

"Okay." The prince agreed happily.

Now he has to memorize, write, practice, and learn poison. The little prince has become even busier.

I'm so busy every day that I feel like I don't have enough time.After not sleeping for a long time, I was woken up, and after waking up, I was busy all day.

Six days passed in a flash, and the little prince could finally rest for a day.He didn't dare to be idle, he went to pay his respects to his father, and then to his concubine Li.The second prince, Zhao Chengtao, was also with Concubine Li, and as soon as he saw him, he wanted to play with him.

The prince himself avoids this mother and child like a snake and a scorpion, so he is not willing to play with this younger brother, and he still wants to go back and memorize and practice calligraphy.Busy as hell.He was so worried, but Zhao Chengtao dragged him, so he had no choice but to wander around the palace with him.

Now in late autumn, everywhere is depressed, and there is no fun.

The prince held the prince's hand, couldn't help but said to him: "Brother prince, it would be great if we could go out of the palace! I'm suffocated to death in the palace, and I have to study every day."

After hearing this, the prince couldn't help asking: "What books are you studying?"

"The Book of Songs, Guanguan Juzhou, or something in Hezhizhou," Zhao Chengtao said, "It's so annoying, I want to go out and play!"

As soon as the prince heard the Book of Songs, he would read it at the age of five. Are they learning it now?Thinking about it, the teaching of the princes is different from that of the prince.But it's different, with a strong mother's family, the idiot can be pushed up to be the emperor.Thinking of this, the crown prince looked at Zhao Chengtao again, and disgusted him.

"I'm going back, you can play by yourself." After saying this, the prince let go of his hand, turned and left.

"Hey brother prince!" The second prince chased after two steps, and the prince walked resolutely without looking back.He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. After finally seeing each other, how could he just leave?

The prince went back to his Yuxiu Palace angrily, determined to make himself stronger, and resolutely refused to give that guy any chance!He won't let his father abolish him, he won't!Rather than letting such a person be the emperor, it is better to be yourself!He will never invite outsiders to harm his father and his country!

The author has something to say: Ah, I like the name Tai Shumeng so much~ I want to add a play to him!