The correct way to open the first favorite concubine of Ming Dynasty

"I don't teach anymore, you teach." Having suffered a huge physical and mental setback, I nestled in the arms of the baby and acted like a baby.

Heidan patted my head to coax me, then patted my stomach and sighed: "It's better for us to have a baby."

I said: "It's not certain that this child will be a son or daughter. Qi Zhen is the eldest son, and will be a role model for younger brothers and sisters in the future. It's okay if you don't teach him well." Xiaowu stays at home all day long, and hangs around in front of the children every day. If Qizhen learns from Xiaowu, and younger brothers and sisters learn from Qizhen, our family has a large nest of mischievous children like Xiaowu, can you bear it?"

Heidan was so scared: "I'd better teach it myself in my busy schedule... But you can let the third child teach you how to read. I think Qi Zhen likes the third child very much, and the third child is also stable."

"Why don't I want to? It's just that the third child has often been out of the palace recently, and I don't know what he's busy with. I thought, he has reached the age of marriage proposal, and it is a good thing that he is willing to go out and walk around, so I don't want to bother him with things."

"It's becoming more and more like a sister-in-law," Heidan said with a smile, "My Ruowei can do everything well."

I smiled and said, "Don't give me the ecstasy soup, there is a child who can't teach well right now, and His Royal Highness needs to fight in person."

Heitan smiled and said, "Don't worry, look at me."

The Emperor Taisun Primary School started.

I was overjoyed, and prepared pens, ink, paper and inkstones, tea, fruit and snacks, and a ruler for the emperor.

The grandson of the emperor continued to teach as I did yesterday.

It took less than 5 minutes to teach, maybe, I found that I was missing one thing, a fire extinguisher.

"When your father and I were your age, I finished memorizing the Four Books! You can't memorize a twenty-character poem "Min Nong". Stretch out your palm..."

Zhu Qizhen threw himself into my arms to ask for help, and I quickly held Heidan down: "Although I really want to beat him..." I felt the turtle in my arms tremble, and I continued: " But you can't ask your son to be as talented as you, isn't it..."

I was negligent. The child's father is a "good grandson" who was praised by the civil and military courts at the age of six. He is a child prodigy. Scumbag facts.

Originally, he wanted to leave the problem of the tortoise's education to the child's father, and to be a hand-off shopkeeper to eat and eat melons at leisure, but in the end, he was so angry with the tortoise, and at the same time, he had to put out the fire for the black egg.

Fortunately, Heidan is smart after all, and slowly learned the teaching methods of the scumbags. From early to late, he finally let Guiwazi know some words, recited a few poems, and even taught Guiwazi to hold a brush and draw.

To tell the truth, I think Heidan should take teaching the baby as a challenge to overcome difficulties. As the grandson of the emperor, the male desire to win and lose inspires his endless energy and wisdom, and he must win the baby.

Take teaching my son to hold a pen as an example, I have already raised my hand and surrendered after teaching my son for almost the tenth time, let him go, but Zhu Heidan, who has always been more irritable than me on weekdays, just held his son to grind in front of the desk. For half an hour, coaxing with candied fruit trained the conditioned reflex for the baby, and he could raise his hand to hold a pen when he saw candied fruit. The fixed posture of holding it is called a standard.

Heidan walked out the training results to show off to me, and I immediately applauded and praised.

"It's been a tiring day, let's take a rest." I said.

"I want to draw." On the contrary, the bear child was more active.

Heidan was very pleased: "Okay! Dad will teach you how to draw! What does your son want to draw?"

Guiwazi: "My mother is beautiful, I want to draw my mother."

Heidan was more and more relieved: "Your aesthetics are good at such a young age, I was not taken into the ditch by your fifth uncle..."

Then draw.

Fan Hong laid out two pages of rice paper, and the two stood side by side.

"Come on, Dad draws a stroke, you draw a stroke. You follow Dad to draw."

I was relieved to hear Guiwazi praise me for being good-looking.I am also gratified that Guiwazi is willing to learn something serious.The problem is that Guiwazi is a beginner, and he started drawing characters when he just learned how to hold a pen. I intuitively feel that Heidan's teaching method that overwhelms the child and makes him fat with one bite may be a bit problematic.

Heidan has been painting me for so many years, and he has already been familiar with it. My every move is engraved in his heart.

As for the tortoise...

After finishing the painting, I held up the rice paper for me to see. A jackdaw croaked in my mind and asked him, "What did you draw?"

"It's mother!" The young man was very proud.

I looked at the black and intricate circles on the paper that couldn't see the human shape, and I thought to myself: "He drew his mother, not me, what he drew was his mother, not me..."