Daming Super Daddy

"What poem is this?"

As a well-known talented woman in Nanjing, she can be sure that she has never heard of this kind of poem. The first two sentences seem to be made by an urchin, but the latter sounds quite clever, which makes people sigh.

Bai Fu smiled and looked at Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Huixun who were still shaking their heads memorizing every word, and said: "The two young masters said that His Highness did it, so I must ask His Highness later, this poem what is it call!"

"He can do it?" Xu Miaojin's bright eyes flashed with astonishment, he didn't expect this guy to have some talents.

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Not to mention that the little guys here are trying to memorize every word, and on the other side, Zhu Song is still writing the initials, finals, and tones stroke by stroke...

When the two little guys came back excitedly, Zhu Song had already sorted out the pinyin in memory.

"Uncle Song, Uncle Song, we are back!" The two little guys blushed with excitement, and regardless of the rain on their heads, they looked at Zhu Song expectantly and said, "We have already learned this poem. !"

"Okay, you two put that poem aside first, I will teach you the consonant and vowel of this poem first..." Zhu Song waved to the two little guys, picked up the rice paper prepared earlier, and wanted to teach the two little guys Guy learns pinyin.

"Uncle Song, why do you want to learn this? I agreed to verify it!" Zhu Zhanji didn't want to learn.

"No, I have to learn it!" Zhu Song put on a serious face, and said, "This poem doesn't have many characters. Once I teach you this bit of pinyin, our verification will be completed!"

"You didn't lie to us?" Zhu Zhanji also said.

"What good does it do me to lie to you?" Zhu Song spread his hands and said, "Are you two still learning?"

"Learn!" Seeing that Zhu Song seemed about to be angry when he saw the Lord, the two little guys nodded quickly.

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It has to be said that the learning ability of the two little guys is higher than that of normal six or seven-year-old children.

When it was noon, the two little guys had learned part of the scattered pinyin, at least they had learned all the pinyin of this poem.

When Yingxiang came to ask Zhu Song and the others to have lunch, before they entered the door, they heard strange noises coming out of the room.

"Ah, oh, uh...a case of splashing, piece..."

These bursts of childish voices sounded very weird. At first it sounded like singing, but when you listened carefully, it sounded like an old pedant shaking his head and reading old proverbs.

"Squeak!"

Gently push the door and go in, there is no Zhu Song in the study, only two little guys are reading with a piece of rice paper in their hands, and the strange noises just kept coming out from their little mouths.

Yingxiang looked a little strange, so she stepped forward and asked, "You two young masters, what are you doing? Listening to singing is not like singing, and reading is not like studying, isn't it? Can I have a look at the things in your hands? ..."

Before the words fell to the ground, Yingxiang came to Zhu Zhanji's side.

Zhu Zhanji looked up at Yingxiang, raised his little hand and gave the rice paper to Yingxiang.

Yingxiang took the thin rice paper curiously, but found that there were four lines of characters written on the rice paper, which looked like poetry, but the calligraphy in this hand was ugly, like a child of six or seven years old. the same.

In addition, on top of every word in every line of the poem, there are many ghostly symbols like tadpoles, which look very weird.

"Young master, what is this?" Yingxiang asked.

"Sister Yingxiang, don't say you don't understand, even Huixun and I are confused! Uncle Song just told us that this thing is called pinyin, this, this is called syllable, and we are getting familiar with it!"

Hearing Yingxiang's question, Zhu Zhanji frowned and complained bitterly.

Although the two little guys don't understand why the unreliable Uncle Song wants them to learn these things, but they are full of resentment towards that poem, and they can't succeed if they don't learn it!

"Pinyin, syllables... What are these?" Yingxiang is actually literate, after all, she is Zhu Song's personal maid, and she is uneducated. Who would use her as a maid for a dignified prince?

"Young Master Zhanji, what do you use this for?" Looking at these ghostly drawn symbols, Zhu Zhanji didn't need to say anything, the little girl also knew that her highness had figured them out.

Ever since His Highness came back from Jiaxing Mansion, he often said some new words and came up with some new things, Yingxiang was no stranger to it.

"Well, Sister Yingxiang!" Zhu Huixun said with his head held high: "After breakfast, Uncle Song called the two of us to the study and said that he would teach us to read and write, and wrote these pinyin for us. , let us learn..."

Zhu Huixun told Yingxiang everything that happened today, and told little Yingxiang in a daze.

"Those two young masters, where are you going?" Yingxiang couldn't figure out the strange behavior of the little guys and stopped thinking about it.

"Uncle Song...we don't know either!" Zhu Huixun shook his head and said, "But he should be back soon, right? He also said that he wanted to verify this poem!"

"Yo, are they all there?" Also at this stall, Zhu Song walked in leading a refined figure.

"Uncle Su!"

Zhu Huixun, who was still memorizing poems with his head down, raised his eyes and saw the elegant figure, and jumped three feet high in excitement.

"Zhang Xuan met Uncle Su!"

"The servant girl has seen His Royal Highness King Zhou!"

Zhu Zhanji and Yingxiang also quickly stood up and saluted.

"Hahaha, you two little elves!" Zhu Wei smiled and touched the heads of the two little guys, and at the same time waved to Yingxiang.

"Little Huihui, have you been disobedient with your Uncle Song during this time?" Zhu Wei looked at Zhu Huixun and asked.

"My nephew is very obedient!" Zhu Huixun said seriously, "If you don't believe me, ask Uncle Song and Brother Xuan!"

"Okay, Uncle Huan believes you!" Zhu Huan laughed loudly.

"By the way, Uncle Su, I can still read! Look at this poem, and I will read it to you. One piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces, five pieces, six pieces... pieces, qi, seven or eight pieces, thousands of pieces No...no, shu, a few pieces, flying into...in, lu, the reeds are always gone! Uncle Su, how is it, how is it, is my nephew very powerful?"

The little guy was very excited to see Zhu Wei, and immediately read the poem on the rice paper as if offering a treasure.

During this period, those repeated words were easy to say, after all, I had read them so many times, but it was inevitable that I forgot how to pronounce a few words, so the little guy subconsciously spelled out the words according to the pinyin on the words.

"Oh?" Zhu Wei was very surprised. He glanced at the rice paper in the little guy's hand and said, "Xiao Huihui, you are amazing. You know all these words! It wouldn't be when you were in the house that you once Has a master taught you this?"

Although Zhu Huixun read the poems on the rice paper quite well.

But because of this, Zhu Wei couldn't believe that a little guy who was only three or four years old could read a poem so smoothly.

"Uncle Mu, when I was in the house, my father didn't ask me to have a wife to teach me how to read and write!" Seeing the disbelief on Zhu Hui's face, Zhu Huixun became anxious, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Ask Brother Xuan! Brother Xuan and I only learned this poem in the morning!"

"What?" Zhu Wei was surprised this time.

God, two children, this age is when they are mischievous, and they usually learn things based on interest, but it takes a while to remember, and I am afraid they will forget it when they turn around.

What the two little guys learned in the morning, it's already noon, and they still read it so smoothly, can he not be surprised?

The same is true for Yingxiang, she thought that these two young masters had already learned this poem, and their feelings were learned and sold now!

"Well, the poem they read just now was indeed learned in the morning!" Zhu Song saw the expressions of the two, and knew that they were asking him for proof, anyway, they were telling the truth, so what's the matter?