The happy life of the devil and the devil

The concubine's manufacturing plan was still aborted in the end.It's not like Ling Yucheng worried about affecting the political situation of the previous dynasty-Yuan Shao said that if I dare to favor, I'm not afraid that they will turn the world upside down-but out of some subtle self-esteem.

As an emperor, it is already embarrassing enough for the empress to feel that she has no money to spend and must live frugally.Want to hold a favorite concubine out to help the queen make money?That is absolutely impossible!Rather spend some effort to find another way!

So, besides the ladies of the princesses and concubines, there was another one who was dressed red and golden, and whose clothes were refurbished every day, but unexpectedly it was the eleventh prince Yuen Long.

Children grow fast, and clothes that were worn two months ago will be shortened after two months.Just in time for the Chinese New Year, a baby with white teeth, red lips, powder and crispy powder, how to dress up and look good--Those bright red, purple, willow, green and goose yellow, woven gold and silver inlaid materials Ling Yucheng refused to wear it, put it on It's just right for kids.In the past few days, apart from the clothes, Yuan Shao also matched with necklaces, hooks and feet, and all kinds of gold, silver, pearls and jade children's accessories like flowing water.

Even though he is only under five years old, as a prince, the status of Xiao Shiyi and Kang Wang are exactly the same.Of course, for King Kang to make a suit of clothes, Xiao Shiyi can make at least three clothes, this... Anyway, these days, one-third of the embroiderers in the palace are busy making clothes for the little prince from morning to night, so that’s the case , all the maids of His Highness Jiaming were still too busy to stop.

"Sure enough, kids still need to dress up nicely." Yuan Shao watched the little guy running around in front of him with a sense of accomplishment.Today Yuen Long was wearing a red brocade short jacket woven with gold. The material that was just delivered the day before yesterday was put on his body today, making him look like a big red envelope, and he was very festive running in the snow. "You said, it's difficult to raise only women and villains. Do you mean that the clothes worn by women and children are the same color, so they are very expensive?"

"...Your Majesty continues to misinterpret the scriptures like this, and I will no longer be a teacher." Unsurprisingly, Ling Yucheng rolled his eyes, "I have something to discuss with Your Majesty, not to hear His Majesty say these things are wrong. Related things!" Do you really think you are free now?

The two of them were standing side by side under the eaves, watching the little prince chase a ball and kick it around.Because of his young age, Ling Yucheng did not give this student heavy homework. He could write for an hour a day, memorize and recognize characters for an hour, and every quarter of an hour of learning he could play happily for a quarter of an hour.

Naturally, it’s not all fooling around. The sergeant serving the prince took him to knead mud according to the pattern—preparatory homework for the sand table; put villains and ponies on the map to fight—the prototype of battle command; A large pile of building blocks builds this and that, and most of them will eventually build a small city, as well as various sports such as throwing darts, kicking a ball, running, etc. In short, after a day, the little guy always grabs Ling Yucheng's robe for a long time before he is willing to go back .

"Huh? What's the matter?" Yuan Shao's eyes chased the ball that the little guy kicked from east to west.The yard of Jinshentang is not big, but for a four-year-old child, it is still enough for him to let go and run around.The child has short legs and short legs. When the sergeant who accompanied him took a step, he had to take at least four or five steps. Sometimes, when he was about to catch a ball, the person next to him tapped his toe lightly, and the ball rolled out again.The little guy didn't think it was disobedient, and continued to chase forward with his short legs, screaming and laughing while chasing.

There was only one more child, and the solemn and majestic hall was almost overflowing with laughter.

"Lang'er will be five years old next year. I would like to ask His Majesty, can this child start practicing martial arts, what is his qualifications, and where should he start?"

Yuan Shao looked back.Ling Yucheng, who was standing beside him, was also staring at the courtyard, thoughtful, with an unconscious softness in his expression.He really cares for this child—this kind of expression and attitude, even when the two of them face each other in private and the atmosphere is the most relaxed, he has never seen it before.

While thinking about it, Yuan Shao recalled his experience of martial arts, and he made a decision in a moment: "Five-year-old children can already practice martial arts. Let's start in the spring of next year-zhama step, bow drawing, and other things He chose a pony and asked him to learn to take care of it by himself. As for the qualifications, I still have to take a look--" Seeing the little guy turned in one direction with the ball, he just looked up at them and gave him a light I beckoned.

The little guy immediately parked the ball on the side and ran over.When he got close, he saluted Yuan Shao in a proper manner, then turned around and snuggled up to Ling Yucheng, looking up at the two smiling sweetly.

Ling Yucheng touched his forehead and the back of his neck, making sure that the little guy was just sweating a little and didn't need to wipe his body to change his underwear, so he took his hand and handed it over.Yuan Shao leaned over to pick him up, squeezed his palm wrists, and then became serious, carried the youngest son back to the back room where the kang was warm, and pinched his bones carefully.

Being touched and pinched by his father's slightly callused big hands like this, the little guy was a little uncomfortable, but he looked at Ling Yucheng and obediently remained silent.After one or two cups of tea, Yuan Shao finally stopped, tucked his untied clothes, and nodded slightly.

"As far as the bones are concerned, the aptitude is good. Let him practice martial arts when he is in the spring-children, don't hold on too tightly at the beginning, just take it step by step. There is also a prescription for bathing medicine, I will send someone later Bring it here, and you can go to the inner warehouse to get the medicinal materials yourself."

"..."

"how?"

"Won't Your Majesty teach him martial arts in person?" Ling Yucheng took the little guy over and handed it over to the guards who were waiting beside him to take him down to tidy up his clothes. He frowned slightly when he watched them retreat.

"It's just enlightenment, don't I need to teach it myself?"

"Your Majesty—" The gaze almost filled with reproach, "The taller buildings are built on the ground, the more they lay the foundation, the more they need to be taught by experts? Didn't Your Majesty say that my martial arts have gone astray? The minister taught him how to stand out from the feeling of riding a horse? That is His Majesty's son!"

In fact, he never personally taught any of his sons—not only that, he also practiced martial arts with his master when he was a child, and his father just came to see him from time to time to ask how the master was doing.Having said that, facing Ling Yucheng, he couldn't say a word of these justifications.

...Wait, he and Ling Yucheng are sitting here discussing his son's education, does it seem strange?

"Okay, okay," Yuan Shao raised his hand in compromise, "I'll keep an eye on it for a while later." In fact, it's good to have such a little guy running in front of him... To save the youngest son from being worse than Ling Yucheng every time. relative!

After all, spring is still early, Yuan Shao was not in a hurry to set a course for his youngest son, but ordered to renovate the right side of Jinshen hall, demolished several vacant yards and turned it into a martial arts arena, and refurbished a riding and archery practice field. arrow path.But recalling my experience of practicing martial arts from this, I can start to do some things.

On the 21st of the twelfth lunar month, two days before the new year, Jinwu General Lei Yong personally brought eight children to the Jinshen Hall.The eight boys were all uniforms of the Jinwu guards in Yishui. They lined up on the clean brick floor under the steps, respectfully bowing their heads to the eleventh prince.

"Your Majesty said that these are companion books chosen for His Highness the Eleventh, and from today onwards, he will study and practice martial arts with His Highness the Eleventh." Lei Yong explained to Ling Yucheng with a bow, "According to the usual practice, they are all in the Jinwu Guard first. I will be named here, and after the Eleventh Highness has completed his studies, he will be appointed again."

Ling Yucheng glanced at the steps and nodded slightly.Accompanying readers, the prince will have them after he started studying. I think he himself was Jing Hui—no, one of the four accompanying readers of His Royal Highness Duan Wang.These children will be the little prince's earliest friends, and will also become his first confidants and arms.A little child, like a tiger cub just out of the nest, takes the first step to become the king of beasts from getting along with these companions...

He nodded to Lei Yong and said, "Thanks for your hard work, sir. I still have to bring someone over in my busy schedule." He lowered his head and patted the little prince who was standing upright by his side: "Lang'er, why don't you thank Lord Lei?"

"Thank you, Lord Lei!" Yuen Long took a step forward, clasped his fists in a respectful salute, his voice was immature, but his attitude was extremely solemn.Halfway through his bow, he was supported by a pair of big hands, Lei Yong half-kneeled down with a plop, repeatedly refusing: "I dare not be, this is the duty of the last general, I dare not be a word of thanks from Your Highness!" He was tall and half-kneeling on the ground, He was still half a head taller than the little Yuen Long. With two big rough hands gently supporting him, Yuen Long couldn't move. He had no choice but to turn around and look at Ling Yucheng. His soft pink lips were slightly pursed, and his cheeks were already puffed up. .

"Your Uncle Lei is humble and refuses to accept the gift. It's fine if you want it." Ling Yucheng saw the interaction between the two of them one by one. , I can’t afford to be too polite as a general. ——Lang’er, go see your companion.”

Lei Yong got up and backed away, standing aside.Ling Yucheng stood on the steps with his hands behind his back, watching the little guy take a step forward, and with just one step, he changed from a little helpless child to a young adult. From the steps, he raised his head slightly and looked down, as if With the demeanor of a noble prince: "Get up, everyone. Tell me one by one, what are your names, which family are you from, and how old are you?"

"Xiao Chen Bu Ming, the third son of Bu Yu, the deputy general of the Xiaowu Army, is six years old and has met his master."

"Young minister Shen Zeyu, the second son of Shen Guangchun, who joined the army as a recorder of Xingwuwei, is seven years old. He has met his master."

"Young minister Dalutie, the fifth son of Wei Yabuhua, the former Jinwu guard school, is nine years old and has met his master."

"Little minister..."

A group of children from six to nine years old stepped forward one by one and kowtowed to sign up.Yuen Long stood on the steps with his hands behind his back, nodded slightly to everyone, and said "get up".After the eight children had kowtowed one by one, he scanned them one by one from left to right, and said loudly:

"Are you my companions?"

"Xiao Chen is waiting!"

"Do you know what you are here for?"

"Young ministers are ordered to accompany His Highness to study and practice martial arts!"

"anything else?"

This question is obviously taught differently by each family, and the answer was a bit chaotic at the moment. Yuen Long glanced down, and there was a mess underneath, and everyone was trying to answer:

"His Royal Highness writes with ink!"

"His Highness shoots arrows and we carry our bows!"

"His Royal Highness rides a horse and we lead the horse!"

"..."

Even Lei Yong wanted to laugh.Yuen Long didn't have the slightest intention of laughing, his small face was tense, and he said in a low voice, "Shut up! Tell them one by one. - Bu Ming, you come first."

As soon as he was drunk, the eight children below all shut up, came out in order, and knelt down to answer.It was nothing more than those few sentences, Yuen Long didn't say yes or no, he just asked them to get up one by one with a straight face.In the end it was the turn of a tiger-headed tiger-headed boy, looking at the naive boy, he probably had already told the people in front of him, scratched his head and held back for a long time, and finally said: "We will do whatever the master says! We will obey the master." !"

Lei Yong recognized him as Daur, a young slave picked from the Huangzhuang. According to the usual practice, the prince's companions are eight people, half of whom are selected from the children of relatives and noble ministers, and the other half are selected from the emperor's family slaves.These little slaves don't care about their talents, they don't seek to be smart, the more lonely the better, as long as they are honest and loyal, what they want is that they have nothing else to do, and they don't care about anyone except their master.Even himself, his background is similar to those of these children.

Now these words... If you are lucky, you will vote for the master's fate. If you are not lucky, you will inevitably be regarded as a glib tongue.Thinking secretly in his heart, he saw the corner of Yuen Long's mouth curled up slightly, giving him an appreciative smile, and said loudly:

"That's true! Does the royal family lack a few people who grind their ink and carry their bows? It's just your loyalty! - But those who are loyal to their masters will inevitably have your future in the future; those who don't have a master in their hearts, I don't care about you. Hurry up and leave today. After today, if you recognize your master and dare to eat inside and outside, you will know what will happen!"

"Come on, reward them!"

These words made Lei Yong a little surprised.Even if these words were taught by Ling Yucheng in advance, it is really not easy to say a few words from the mouth of a four-year-old child in a clear and coherent manner, not to mention that Daur and several other little slaves were picked by him himself. From bringing into the palace to teaching the rules, it was all started by his confidants, and there was no possibility of collusion in advance——to lead the topic naturally, to knock out these new companion readers, just this adaptability is enough Already unusual.

While thinking, someone has already brought the reward.The rewards were prepared by Ling Yucheng in advance, and the eight people were all alike, a set of the Four Treasures of the Study, a pair of small bows and arrows, two silver pegs, and two rulers.There are so many things that their children can't take back, but let them have a look, and someone will send them out of the palace later.The eight children knelt down and kowtowed to thank them, Yuan Long rolled his eyes, and suddenly pointed at Daur who answered last, "Reward him again!"

This time, Lei Yong clearly saw the corner of Ling Yucheng's mouth twitch, and a faint smile of relief appeared in his eyes.

The author has something to say: Let’s talk about how Xiao Ling and His Majesty look at Xiao Shiyi together...

There is also the appearance of hugging and touching Xiao Shiyi before handing it over to His Majesty...

I really can't bear to look directly...