The next day, Cheng Yu woke up early, washed up and had breakfast, and called to Ying Zheng's Prince's Mansion.

"Second Young Master, His Royal Highness is practicing swordsmanship, please wait in the study for a while, and the servant will call you now," said the housekeeper.

"I see, you go." Cheng Xu said.

This person is actually practicing martial arts, martial arts or something, it's hard and tiring, and I hate it the most.

Cheng Yu was taken to Yingzheng's study room, which was much bigger than his own, and the others seemed to be nothing special?

There is only one thing, there are many books of all kinds in Yingzheng's study.Cheng Yu also took a glance. There were legalist works, such as "Shang Jun Shu", and "Qin Law" and a series of books about governing the country.

He looks like a prince.Unlike myself, there are some strange novels in the study room, and he doesn't study hard on weekdays, and he doesn't want to do things that are a little bit hard and tiring, and he is a whole playboy.

Cheng Yu admits that he doesn't have any big ambitions, he just wants to spend every day of his life happily, as happy as he can.

Anyway, he is not the legitimate son or the eldest son of his father, so he doesn't need to take over the burden of governing Qin. It's good to be an idle royal son.

I really don't understand why the concubine mother keeps nagging him to fight for the position of prince, he doesn't want to do that.

As for the dislike of Ying Zheng becoming the prince, it was just a mistaken belief that his father's favor was taken away by him. Now it seems that he is still the only favorite, so naturally it doesn't matter.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Cheng Yu suddenly heard a voice behind him: "What is Cheng Yu looking at?"

Obviously it was Ying Zheng who came.

"Ah? I haven't read anything, but I think there are a lot of books here, brother, and I can't read them all."

A smile appeared at the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth: "If Cheng Yu doesn't like it, then just don't learn these things."

Cheng Yu nodded vigorously, but he didn't know that Ying Zheng had other thoughts.

Ying Zheng sat down at the table and waved to Cheng Xu: "Come here."

Cheng Yu walked over, thought for a while, and sat not far from Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng didn't say much, instead he asked, "Have you finished the homework assigned by Mr. yesterday?"

"No." Cheng Yu said, spreading out Jiandu who practiced calligraphy yesterday, it was still the same as before going back yesterday, it hasn't changed at all.

Cheng Yu rolled his eyes, looked at Ying Zheng flatteringly and said, "Brother, help me write it."

Without Ying Zheng's answer, Cheng Yu shook his arm: "How about you, do you have the heart to let such a cute little brother get spanked by your husband for not doing his homework?"

"Be patient," Ying Zheng replied.

Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment.Shouldn't the normal routine be that you can't bear it and then agree?

As expected, my elder brother cannot be judged by the thinking of a normal person.

Seeing Cheng Qiao's fluctuating expression, Ying Zheng laughed and said, "I can't bear it. Such a cute brother should be regarded as a treasure and kept well."

……

Can I understand that you agreed?

Cheng Yu asked Ying Zheng with his eyes.

"What if you and I have different handwriting?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Well." Cheng Yu said, laughing: "The big deal is that I don't want to write it, so I just write it like this."

Cheng Yu clearly saw Ying Zheng's face darken.He suddenly found that his elder brother losing his temper seemed to be more terrifying than his father.

So he hurriedly remedied the situation: "Brother, help me this time, you can ask me to do anything."

The face of someone next to him immediately changed from cloudy to clear: "Really?"

Cheng Yu immediately nodded.

"Okay, then I will reluctantly agree." Ying Zheng, who received the benefit, seemed in a particularly good mood.

"Then tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Well, I haven't thought about it, let's talk about it later."

"Then help me with my homework."

A quarter of an hour later.

"This word is not good, it doesn't look like I wrote it." Cheng Yu pointed to a certain word on the bamboo slip.

"This word is not good either, sir can tell it was written by you at a glance."

"and this……"

"This is also..."

Ying Zheng put down his pen and stared at Cheng Yu, with the tendency to get angry.

Cheng Yu picked up the pen, pulled Jian Du back in front of him, and began to revise on it.

"Okay, I can't really see it now." He looked at his masterpiece in front of him and said.

Ying Zheng looked at it, and Cheng Xun slightly modified the words that were not well written, from the original rigidity to the elegant one, which is not bad except for a little unnaturalness.

It must be practiced by often finding someone to do homework for you.

When I thought that this kid had gone to someone else to do homework before, and it wasn't her fault, I felt a little disappointed.

Ying Zheng took the pen back again, and said, "If I promise you, I will definitely finish it for you. Don't worry, I pay attention to handwriting."

Cheng Qiao nodded: "By the way, elder brother, you will go to Qiuhun this year."

"As the crown prince, of course I want to go." Ying Zheng replied.When he was in Zhao Guo, it was too late to learn the art of self-defense, and he really didn't practice archery much.

This time, Cheng Yu clearly thought of Ying Zheng's inner thoughts, and said: . "It's time for us to be together."

"Okay." Ying Zheng smiled.

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