The Fourth Master's Dog

Duofu is in a very happy mood recently and is catching butterflies in the small garden in the yard.

It was so nice to not have to study. Duofu no longer wanted to complain about those scribbled characters. It was fine if the Fourth Prince asked him to learn Chinese characters, at least he could learn it half-guessingly and half-vaguely.

Look at those Manchu and Mongolian words, they are all scribbles, what are they writing?

Anyway, he was given a lot of trouble. In the end, I don't know if it was because the Fourth Prince had a change of heart, but he finally didn't let him learn Mongolian anymore.

Duofu feels that learning Chinese is already difficult enough, and learning Chinese is not just about recognizing words and reading storybooks.

The Fourth Prince really wanted to train him to be the top scholar, and he made sure to teach him all the Four Books and Five Classics. Duofu looked at the words that were not separated by any symbols. All the words were lumped together, and he had no idea where they ended.

Plus, it was a vertical version, so it took him a long time to get used to it.

The only thing Duofu liked was the stories from the Records of the Grand Historian told by the Fourth Prince. This was the only thing that was interesting to him and not so boring or tiring.

Duofu's claws that were chasing the butterfly suddenly stopped, and his dark fox eyes were dazed for a moment.

He should have completed the homework assigned last time. He has practiced writing big characters and read the books he was required to read. However, he has not memorized what he was required to memorize yet.

Duofu breathed a sigh of relief when he thought of this. He didn't care about those he couldn't recite. In the end, the Fourth Prince couldn't do anything to him anyway. As long as he finished the rest, it would be fine. Memorizing was too brain-consuming and he didn't like it.

He did not have the talent of the Fourth Prince, who could remember things after reading them once or twice, or even recite some of them after reading them once. It was simply not possible for a poor student like him to live like this.

Duofu didn't know how devastated he was.

The Fourth Prince always thought that he had raised a clever little monster. When he was learning to read and reading storybooks, he was very fast and there was not a single bit of stupidity in him.

Who would have thought that when he officially started to study, even the Fourth Prince would have to say that he was indeed a piece of rotten wood.

He is still a piece of hard stone and rotten wood. Not only is he not ashamed of this, he also seriously says that his brain is not working well and we should not waste time on educating him.

It's okay if he can recognize a few words.

How could the Fourth Prince allow such a thing to happen?

Su Peisheng, who followed him, was a studious person. He never expected that his own baby was actually lazy and so disgusted with studying.

There was a time when the Fourth Prince was really angry to death, but he couldn't lose his temper in front of his little ancestor. He had to persuade him patiently in a soft voice, for fear of aggravating his aversion to school.

Su Peisheng, who was the personal servant, was in a miserable situation. For a long time, he was being taken out on like this for no reason.

Later, the Fourth Prince could no longer bear it, so he dropped the other two courses and only kept Chinese, which was easier to teach.

You say that Duofu doesn't listen to the class seriously, but he sits there honestly and doesn't fall asleep. But he just can't understand.

What's more, he stares at you with his big round eyes, full of grievance, as if he has suffered a great injustice.

In the end, the Fourth Prince couldn't help himself and didn't ask Duofu to learn the other two languages. As long as he could learn Chinese well, that would be enough.

The Fourth Prince also initially planned to teach Duofu the method of reading a book 120 times.

Before he could do anything, the white ball sitting on the bench started complaining about a sore butt, or being thirsty, or being hungry and wanting to eat. Anyway, he was thankful that he could read the entire article after an hour.

This is especially true when he is with the Fourth Prince. He must coax her in a gentle voice and not have a stern face, otherwise Duofu will have more trouble.

He also said that he was scared with a stern face and had no interest in the book at all.

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The Fourth Prince also fully understood that he was raising a rich little salted fish.

You can't hit him, you can't scold him, and you have to beg everyone and ancestors to let him read for a while longer.

The Fourth Prince's temper is becoming more and more mellow, and there is a different kind of calmness in his whole body.

For a while, the Fourth Prince felt that he would no longer be so upset by Duofu, but he still underestimated Duofu's abilities.

Even if he reduced the courses to just Chinese, his little ancestor still complained that it was too much.

No matter what, he is not going to take the imperial examination or compete for the title of top scholar, so he doesn't want to learn the Four Books and Five Classics, which are useless things.

Or they just complain that other people’s writing has too many words or that the words are too dense and look ugly.

The Fourth Prince had no idea where this little ancestor had learned this. From ancient times to the present, all writing systems have been like this. No one has refused to learn writing because the characters are too dense.

Don't even give him a good excuse.

Finally, under the attack of those big eyes, the Fourth Prince gave up the opportunity to truly teach Duofu about education. He wanted to live a few more years.

He doesn't have to learn other things, but he must write beautiful characters and know what he should know. He doesn't require him to read or memorize those things, as long as he understands them clearly and gets the general idea.

The only thing that made him feel at ease was when he told his little ancestor the Records of the Grand Historian.

Only then would the little ancestor become a little more energetic and look at him with bright eyes, which made him feel a sense of accomplishment as a teacher.

In fact, every time after telling a story, his little ancestor had different opinions and remembered very clearly what he said.

Not like anything else.

Even if he says it 10 times, his little ancestor may not remember what he said.

The Fourth Prince was quite desperate at first, as he had never thought that his little Duofu was so dumb. Later he discovered that his Duofu was only smart in the areas that interested him.

As for those things that he is not interested in, he would only say that they give him a headache.

The Fourth Prince finally breathed a sigh of relief. He really had a dislike for stupidity. If his son Duofu was stupid, he would definitely not dislike him.

But he must be heartbroken. How could his baby be stupid? He would never allow that.

Later on, the Fourth Prince lowered his bottom line towards Duofu lower and lower, right down to the surface.

As long as he is willing to practice calligraphy and read serious books, that's enough.

Can't ask for too much else.

He is raising his ancestors, not raising anything else.

He has to put himself in the right position, he is raising a little ancestor.

After several rounds of self-hypnosis and comfort, the Fourth Prince slowly recovered.

He felt that this was fine. As long as he read less of those messy love books, he would still be very happy.

The Fourth Prince has been busy cleaning up the Crown Prince's mess these days and hasn't had much time to watch his little ancestor study.

He also planned to let Duofu relax so that Duofu wouldn't be frowning all day and almost turn into a fat bitter melon face.

And I always tell him to read for a day and rest for a day, saying that reading all the time will make his brain dull.

You can continue reading only after you have rested well.

They are all fallacies. He has been doing this for the past ten years, studying for seven or eight hours every day, and his brain doesn't seem to be slowing down.