The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

Coincidentally, the Thirteenth Prince and Nan Yuanxiang also came back.

The two also heard that Jiujiu said that he could recite the Three-Character Sutra backwards, but Emperor Zhaoning didn't believe it and even promised him his favorite finger-wrestling thing.

The two of them first saluted Emperor Zhaoning and Concubine Jia and then looked at Jiujiu with a smile.

"Jiujiu, you are not ashamed."

"You actually said that you can memorize the Three-Character Sutra backwards? Is this kind of thing possible for humans?"

"You must be sleepy and start talking nonsense."

The Thirteenth Prince said as he took off his schoolbag and handed it to his servant, bursting into laughter.

He laughed so much that his stomach hurt. He held his stomach and joked: "Jiujiu, if you can recite the Three Character Sutra backwards, I will copy the Analects of Confucius ten times by hand."

"You definitely can't recite it, so stop pretending, hahaha."

The full text of The Analects of Confucius has tens of thousands of words.

The Thirteenth Prince said he copied it by hand ten times?

Jiujiu was shocked, "Brother Thirteen, are you sure you want to embarrass yourself like this? Jiujiu can recite it."

"I'm not embarrassing myself, it's you Jiujiu who is embarrassing yourself."

"Okay!" Little Master Jiujiu put his hands behind his back and sighed regretfully, saying: "In that case, Jiujiu won't persuade me anymore. Brother Thirteen, just wait until you copy the Analects of Confucius ten times!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." The Thirteenth Prince waved his hand.

Nan Yuanxiang also said: "Jiujiu, if you can recite the Three Character Sutra upside down, I will do my homework while standing upside down from now on."

"Doing homework while standing on your head?"

"Little cousin, you are really cruel."

Jiujiu couldn't imagine Nan Yuanxiang doing her homework while standing upside down.

Because she can't help but laugh.

She really didn't want to laugh, she didn't want to be unkind.

"So, just memorize Jiujiu!" Nan Yuanxiang covered her mouth and snickered, "When you finish memorizing it but don't recite it out, I can go back."

Jiujiu: "..."

Little cousin, you actually dislike me?

Ah, ah, you actually dislike me?

Are we still number one in the world?

Mengmeng suddenly came to Jiujiu under the leadership of the trainer, rubbed Jiujiu's little body, and roared at Jiujiu, as if to say: "We are the best in the world!"

Dahuang, who refused to eat dinner, was also lying at the door, looking at Jiujiu quietly: Master, I am already trying to eat less, don't hate me, I also want to be the best in the world with you.

"Okay, Jiujiu, just carry it!"

Emperor Zhaoning was amused by the children's words, with a slight smile on his face.

Concubine Jia said softly: "Tianci, Yuanxiang, would you like to come over here and look at Jiujiu's back together?"

"it is good."

Everyone stood aside and stared at Jiujiu.

Invisibly, it put a little pressure on Jiujiu.

But who is Jiujiu, the unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

Jiujiu coughed twice, cleared his throat, and started to carry it.

Under everyone's questioning gaze, Jiujiu memorized it. She spoke neither too fast nor too slow, so everyone could hear her clearly.

Soon, Jiujiu was memorized.

Emperor Zhaoning was about to have tea, but when he heard Jiujiu starting to recite, he held the tea cup and watched Jiujiu reciting without eating.

After a while, Jiujiu recited the last few words, "Good nature is the beginning of man."

Emperor Zhaoning looked at Jiujiu. He didn't notice when his hand loosened and the cup fell to the ground and broke.

The porcelain was shattered all over the floor.

The maid serving at the side bent down to pick it up.

Concubine Jia looked surprised.

The Thirteenth Prince and Nan Yuanxiang were about to cry.

No one expected that Jiujiu actually recited it all.

Jiujiu did not boast or lie.

No wonder Qi Zhongshu insists on pursuing Jiujiu and accepting Jiujiu as a closed disciple.

This little girl is so talented!

Jiujiu's mouth was a little dry. She ran to the desk, picked up the tea that the maid had poured for her, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then, she looked at Emperor Zhaoning again, and stretched out her chubby little hand in front of Emperor Zhaoning, "Father, give it to me?"

Jiujiu wants what Emperor Zhaoning promised.

Emperor Zhaoning looked at the ring in his hand with various reluctances.

This thing was of great significance to him. It was something he would wear even when he died. Unexpectedly, he lost to Jiujiu at this moment.

Jiujiu saw that Emperor Zhaoning didn't give a sign for a long time, and asked: "Father, the emperor, is a majestic emperor, don't you keep your words? Are you deceiving Jiujiu?"

Emperor Zhaoning gritted his teeth and said: "...Of course it counts."

Emperor Zhaoning was reluctant to part with it, so he took the ring off, looked at it fondly, and handed it to Jiujiu reluctantly.

In front of his daughter, he must keep his word.

Jiujiu went to catch it with both hands, but failed to catch it: "Father, are you letting go?"

"……"oh.

Emperor Zhaoning let go of his hand, and the finger fell into Jiujiu's hand.

The ring finger is 99% off.

Jiujiu glanced at the ring a few times, took a few bites excitedly, and said, "This ring feels very good, I wonder what it is made of?"

After Emperor Zhaoning ascended the throne, he transformed it from his biological mother's relics. The jade materials used were the best, and the craftsmen were also the best.

The final product is, of course, nothing to say.

The inner ring of the finger ring is also engraved with the favorite flower and name of Emperor Zhaoning's biological mother during her lifetime.

Every time Mosuo twitched his fingers, Emperor Zhaoning would think of his mother.

But now, his boast about the finger pull has been wiped out.

Emperor Zhaoning regretted it to death.

If he had known this, he shouldn't have gambled his finger against Jiujiu.

It's okay now, the most cherished thing is gone.

After Jiujiu finished reading the finger pull, he looked at the Thirteenth Prince.

The Thirteenth Prince felt guilty and wanted to run away immediately. He didn't want to copy the Analects of Confucius ten times by hand.

Ten times, it would take him until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse to finish copying.

"Brother Thirteen, where are you going?" When Jiujiu saw someone trying to escape, he caught up and asked meaningfully.

The Thirteenth Prince paused and said, "I, I am in a hurry. There are three emergencies. For the most part, my brother will go out and deal with it first."

"Brother Thirteen, are you sure you're not just pretending?"

In one sentence, we get to the point of the problem.

The Thirteenth Prince blushed and was embarrassed to continue moving forward.

He turned around and looked at Jiujiu embarrassedly.

Jiujiu reminded: "Brother Thirteen, copy the Analects of Confucius ten times by hand. You said it yourself. You must copy it carefully."

"Jiujiu will check it."

The Thirteenth Prince: "..."

孽 孽!

Why did he just say such nonsense as copying the Analects of Confucius ten times by hand?

You are causing trouble for yourself!

He was wrong. He would never dare to boast about Haikou again, nor would he dare to doubt Jiujiu again.

"Little cousin, and you." Jiujiu wrapped his arms around his chest and looked at Nan Yuanxiang, who had been curling his lips and competing with him, "Tell me, if Jiujiu can recite the Three Character Sutra backwards, Just do your homework while standing on your head."

"This..." Nan Yuanxiang scratched his head and smiled, which was uglier than crying.

"Okay Jiujiu, my little cousin just said something bad, can you not take it seriously?"

"My little cousin is wrong."

Doing homework while standing upside down?

She really can't do it!

She wants to be a lady, a lady.

"No, people have to keep their word." Jiujiu said seriously.