Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

Duan Rongshu looked at it with his arithmetic notebook, still thinking about Zhao Huai's question about Nande just now.

You lonely widow, what do you want to do?

Even if you are not lonely or widowed anymore, from the Sangong Sixth Courtyard, who do you respect?

Zhao Huai heard him hum in a low voice, and a small smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sitting aside by himself, he flipped through his math textbook.

"That's right, I can memorize the numbers all morning and use them all."

Duan Rongshu took a pen and explained the wrong questions to them. He explained addition and subtraction to the younger ones, and multiplication and division to the older ones. Zhao Huai was listening by the side, honestly.

"Understood? Understand it and change it yourself."

Duan Rongshu rubbed his little head, and a new little head came forward to touch. He gently rubbed each of them, and then let each little chicken coop change their homework.

"Duan Qing is very patient with children."

"They're nice, aren't they?"

Duan Rongshu has always been very patient with children, probably because he was a poor child.

Zhao Huai said in a deep voice as if distressed, "Qian'er is not very close to me, and he has no playmates in the palace. How about Duan Qing being the grand tutor?"

Duan Rongshu refused without thinking, "I can't do it, I don't have that ability."

What to teach the prince?Teach the prince to show off and eat cakes?

If a single seedling is destroyed in his hands, how can he pay for it?

"Can't you? Duan Qing teaches very well, doesn't he?" Zhao Huai picked up the book just now, "If this is spread, it will be very beneficial to enlightenment."

Duan Rongshu had plans for the future education construction, but it had to be under the premise that everyone in the world had enough to eat.

He talked a lot with Zhao Huai on the topic of education, and even gave Zhao Huai a copy of last night's textbook.

Seeing that he really wasn't up to the tricks, Zhao Huai accepted the textbook, "Then can I bring Qian'er to play with them in the future?"

He stared at him as he spoke, with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

Duan Rongshu had already refused once, and it would be too indifferent to refuse again.

He turned his head slightly, "Well, let's see if they want to play together."

After Zhao Huai got the answer, he became happy with the naked eye.

Duan Rongshu: Is he pretending?Yes, yes.

Zhao Huai took a sip of tea, and seemed to mention it inadvertently, "How is the relationship between Duan Qing and Wu Shangshu's son?"

Duan Rongshu didn't know why he asked this, so he answered casually, "It's okay, I'm afraid he will tear down my house."

"What's wrong? Is his family really greedy?"

"It's nothing, I'm afraid that he will spoil the child and demolish the house with him."

(Wu Guang: Listen, is this what people say?)

Yuan Gui rolled his eyes: Wu Baihu is probably still catching chickens.

At this time, Wu Baihu, who had been busy all day, sneezed.

"Wu Baihu, the pig in Uncle Liu's family is suffering from dystocia. Let you go and have a look."

Wu Guang, "What's the case today? It's said that the daughter was lost, and a little female cat ran away with other cats. When she got it back, she almost scratched her clothes."

"There are also those who reported a fire. Go over and see, the fire is so big that you can blow out the fart!"

"There are also those who go to brothels and don't give money to fight, whoring for nothing, bah!"

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Zhao Huai went back after dinner, and Duan Rongshu saw him off at the door.

Rong Li asked in a low voice, "Do you think the emperor came to our house for dinner?"

Rong Huan slapped him on the head, "Can the emperor be short of food?"

"I think the emperor must have some kind of plan."

Rong Ming curled his lips, "Once he comes, the time for my cousin to play with me will be gone."

Duan Rongshu waved at them, "I'll take you to the Wu Mansion."

Rong Huan was the only female member of the Rong family. After Rong Jian and Rong Yi became widowed, they never remarried, so I still need to ask for some advice.

Bringing a few boxes of gifts, plus some soap and perfume, Duan Rongshu led the child to visit, and the butler of the Wu Mansion welcomed him happily.

Mrs. Wu is about fifty years old, and she looks very handsome, still elegant.

When she saw Duan Rongshu, her eyes lit up, "You are Mrs. Duan next door, you look so good-looking."

Sure enough, she and Wu Guang are biological, and they are both face control.

Duan Rongshu smiled shyly, "I've come to bother Mrs. Wu today, please be polite, don't be disgusted."

Mrs. Wu took the things and smiled broadly, "What are you talking about, I am very happy when you come!"

"Today, I'd like to ask Madam something."

"What's the matter, you say, I will help if I can."

"Well..., my sister is going to see her in a few years, so I'm here to ask my wife how to train a husband."

Mrs. Wu is forthright, "It's easy to talk about!"

Then Mrs. Wu taught 72 ways to train a husband, including how to coax, how to beat people...

Rong Huan took out his notebook and wrote it down. The whole article was about how to beat someone the most.

Duan Rongshu also listened to a lot, and wrote it down in his mind: If you want the other party to do something, you have to praise him...

By analogy, for example, he can use it to fool people. As for the methods of beating people, he should not overestimate his capabilities.

When we left the Wu Mansion, Mrs. Wu said, "Come and play again next time."

Duan Rongshu readily agreed, and then led the child to go home with a full harvest.

After Zhao Huai returned to the palace, he went directly to the East Palace.

At this time, Zhao Cheng was also in the East Palace.

"Hey, where did Your Majesty go just now?"

Zhao Huai handed a stack of textbooks to Zhao Qian, "Study hard, Duan Qing gave it to you."

Zhao Qian's small body was staggered under the pressure, feeling the heavy knowledge.

"Oh, so I went to Master Duan."

With that said, Zhao Cheng looked at Zhao Qian, "Study hard."

Zhao Qian nodded, "My son must study hard."

"Hey, what's the matter? I heard that His Majesty took people to exercise and made them have a fever."

Zhao Huai ordered the table, "Okay, I have a big bowl of rice tonight."

"I made an appointment to take Qian'er to play with some of his cousins ​​next time."

Zhao Qian blinked, but he didn't expect to be able to go out to play.

"Play well with them. They are older than you. If you want to count, you have to call them uncle."

Zhao Huai did not refute Zhao Cheng's unscrupulous words.

Zhao Qian nodded thoughtfully, "Understood, I will have fun with my uncle and aunt."

After Zhao Qian went to bed, they shared a pot of wine together.

Zhao Cheng took a sip, "Tell me, why did Your Majesty set his plan on someone else's child?"

Zhao Huai moved the jug away, avoiding his hooking hand, "Drink less, what can I do."

"Tsk, the widow is old and has a child, no one wants it~"

Zhao Huai glanced at him, "How can you be better?"

"Let's not dislike anyone."

That night, Duan Rongshu fell asleep and saw a familiar figure again.

The more he thought about it, the more he doubted that this Zhao Huai might be real.

He went forward and stopped a few steps away, Zhao Huai did not go up to catch him.

In a state of watching each other.

"His Majesty?"

"I'll call you, do you dare to promise?"