Daming Super Daddy

"Okay, you go to the study and take out the four treasures of the king's study, and we will talk about the rest when we have time." Zhu Song called the two little guys to fetch things, and stopped the interest in telling stories.

"Uncle, the four treasures of the study are here, are you going to write?" Zhu Zhanji asked with a puzzled and hesitant face, holding a pen, ink and inkstone in his hand.

"Uh……"

It was only then that Zhu Song finally remembered that his simplified characters were barely good, but in traditional characters, Zhu Song knew them, but they didn't know Zhu Song.

Damn, it's embarrassing this time.

"Uncle Song, did your nephew win the bet this time?" Seeing the slightly embarrassed expression on Zhu Song's face, Zhu Huixun suddenly laughed.

This brat is usually quite careless, why is he sometimes smarter than a fox?

Zhu Song rolled his eyes, and when he lowered his head to think about it, the savior came.

"Wang..." Liu Changsheng hurried into Zhu Song's yard, just about to report something to him, but he was stunned when he saw the mess all over the ground, "My lord, what is this?"

"Hi, it's okay!" Zhu Song quickly shook his head and said, "Master Liu, what's the matter?"

Liu Changsheng shook his head, and said, "My lord, His Royal Highness Zhou Wang and the Fourth Young Master have come to the palace, do you see..."

"Ah, brother Ju and Youjuan are here, let's go and invite them in!" Zhu Song straightened his body, lifted his feet and walked out of the yard.

"Hey, Uncle Songhuang, you can't play tricks?" Zhu Huixun became anxious immediately.

"Hahaha, my brother's family, why do we still need to report? If we go through these two procedures again, won't we become separate?"

Before Zhu Song could reach the gate of the yard, a bold voice came over.

Zhu Song stopped raising his feet, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "Brother Su, you came in so fast!"

"Uncle Song Huang, where do you want to run?" Zhu Huixun also caught up at this time, and hugged Zhu Song's thigh.

"Hey, I said you should let go, boy!" Zhu Song shook his thigh, pointed at Zhu Li and said, "Didn't you see your fifth uncle and fourth brother? Hurry up and see you!"

Where Zhu Huixun was willing to let go, he still hugged Zhu Song's thigh, turned his head to look at Zhu Youxuan and Zhu Youxuan, grinned and said, "My nephew has seen Uncle Wu Huang and Brother Fourth."

Zhu Huan smiled and said, "Hahaha, little Huihui, your father hasn't picked you up yet? Do you want to celebrate the New Year with your Uncle Song?"

Zhu Huixun shook his head and nodded again, and said, "I'm not waiting for my father to take my nephew back? My father has said that if he doesn't come to pick up my nephew, I won't let my nephew come by himself." go back."

"Hmph, brother Miao can be a hands-off shopkeeper!" Zhu Miao snorted, and said, "By the way, brother Song, this little guy is Zhong'er, do you remember? You hugged him back then!"

While saying this, Zhu Wei moved away, feeling that there was an eight or nine-year-old boy behind him.

Although the little boy was not particularly handsome, he looked very cute with a tiger head and tiger brain.

The little boy hid behind Zhu Wei, poked out a small head, was looking at Zhu Song curiously, and said timidly: "Nephew Xie Quanzhong, I have seen Uncle Song!" (To be continued.)

Chapter 228 Always Exchange the New Peach for the Old Amulet

Xie Quanzhong was the only survivor of the Xie family tragedy committed by Lu Qianhe back then, and he was also the heir of Mr. Xie.

"Oh? You are Zhong'er?" Zhu Song's attention was drawn to the little boy, "Time flies so fast, even Zhong'er has grown so big in a blink of an eye."

In fact, Zhu Song had no memory of the little boy at all. After all, it was a dove occupying the magpie's nest, and it was normal that he couldn't recall many things.

"Zhong'er has been very well-behaved and sensible since he came to the palace, but they are much more obedient than you!" Zhu Huan touched Xie Quanzhong's head, his words were full of pampering.

Zhu Youjuan curled his lips, and an expression of dissatisfaction immediately appeared on his face: "Father, we are your own sons. In the past, you cared more about your loyal brother than we did. If it weren't for that, how could we use mischief to attract us? your attention?"

"Unreasonable!" Zhu Huan knocked Zhu Youjuan on the head, and said, "You went to order the East Wing in the backyard of the Wangfu to attract the attention of your father? You sneaked away to hide in the Zhouwangfu in Kaifeng Mansion, and you were almost allowed Wen was chopped up alive to attract my father's attention?"

Listening to Zhu Huan counting his actions, Zhu Youjuan's scalp tingled for a while, and he quickly changed the subject: "Hey, Uncle Song Huang, what's the matter with the peach trees all over the ground? Why are they all dyed red?"

Zhu Song had been waiting for the opportunity to get rid of Zhu Huixun who was hugging his thigh, so he took the opportunity to say, "Yes, these things are peach charms, but... don't you think red is more festive?"

"Uh..." Zhu Youxuan scratched his head, and said, "Celebration is enough, but Uncle Songhuang, you dyed all these peach charms red, so where are they still peach charms?"

"Why not?" Zhu Song stared at him, but when he saw Zhu Lu, his eyes lit up, and he said in a wrong voice, "Brother Lu, how is your handwriting?"

"Words?" Zhu Li was stunned for a moment, and said, "Why do you ask this?"

Zhu Songdao: "Brother Lu, my younger brother would like to ask you to write a pair of pairs on this peach talisman, what do you think?"

Couplets have become very popular in today's society, and almost every household will paste couplets on the door during the New Year to show the joy of the New Year.

Of course, those ordinary people just take a few pieces of paper casually and write a pair on it, far from the big families who just choose some high-end red paper and write the pair on it.

"You mean writing on peach wood?" Looking at the beautifully carved red peach wood in front of him, Zhu Wei hesitated.

"That's right!" Zhu Song nodded, "Instead of wasting paper, it's better to write it directly on the peach wood, and then find a craftsman to carve out these characters, and then paint the corresponding color, so that every New Year's day or any happy event, you can write it on the peach wood." Wouldn't it be convenient and quick to just take out these peach charms and hang them on both sides of the door?"

"Hey, what you said seems to make sense..." Zhu Xi rubbed his chin, "But what should I write? I can't write the clichés like those ordinary houses, where the days increase, the years increase, the life increases, and the spring is full of blessings." Is it full of things?"

"Of course not!" Zhu Song immediately shook his head, "If such meaningless Spring Festival couplets are used every year, won't they be laughed at by outsiders?"

"Then what should I write?" Zhu Xi frowned.

Zhu Song rolled his eyes, and a lot of classic Spring Festival couplets flashed in his head. He couldn't lose here, and let a few children look down on him.

"Yes!" Zhu Song clapped his hands, and said: "The time of the century is good, and the age of the country is new. How about this? And this, the family of Heshun will increase all the blessings, and the family will be happy and happy..."

Zhu Song thought that there were enough melon seeds, and a pair of pairs jumped out like raindrops, and each pair sounded very meaningful.

At the beginning, Zhu Su didn't respond much, but later he simply took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from one side, splashed the ink, and wrote down the couplets one by one.

Zhu Huixun, who was hugging Zhu Song's thigh, opened his mouth wide in surprise. Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have imagined that their Uncle Song Huang was so talented, chattering endlessly.

After talking about seventeen or eight pairs in one breath, Zhu Song said to Zhu Lu: "How is it, brother Lu? Are these enough?"

"Enough, enough!" Zhu Wei said excitedly: "You kid can do it, seeing that you usually don't show off your mountains and don't show your water, but you have such a literary talent."

My family knew about my family affairs, and Zhu Song plagiarized them.

He laughed twice, and said, "Brother Su, you pick out some of these pairs, and then I will let the craftsmen engrave the characters on these peach charms, and hang them on the door when they are finished. This is nothing like red paper." It's much more convenient."

"Success!" Zhu Huan nodded, and said with a smile: "You can give my brother a few pairs of peach charms later, and my brother can't just do your labor for nothing."

Zhu Song didn't care how much this thing was worth.

……

Busy, finally stayed up until night.

Zhu Wei stayed in Hanwangfu for a long time, and when Zhulu left, a new peach charm had been hung on the gate of Hanwangfu.

Thousands of families always exchange new peaches for old ones.