The happy life of the devil and the devil

"So, you think this kid is good?"

Yuan Shao stood on the steps with his hands behind his back, seeing his youngest son's cheeks flushed and still trying to maintain the horse stance, he nodded in satisfaction and asked Ling Yucheng.

Since he was selected as a companion for Yuen Long, the young eleventh prince started formal schoolwork, practicing literature and martial arts every day.Right now, nine children lined up in a row, striding their horses on the dirt that was firmly rolled with a roller in front of the steps.The eldest two are ten years old this year, and they already have a solid foundation in martial arts, and they are still standing still. The soles of Xiao Shiyi, who is only five years old, have already started to shake, and his sweat flows like a small river in the warm wind of late spring. The burning incense on one side was not extinguished, and he dared not move.

"He can restrain himself, know how to advance and retreat, and has some courage. At his age, he is not bad."

Ling Yucheng reported the conversation with Yuan Ran to Yuan Shao the next day.Hearing his comment on this clan disciple, Yuan Shao also smiled:

"Why, want to pull it over?"

"...Your Majesty, stop joking, that's the clan!" Ling Yucheng bit the word "clan" very hard, "The temple of my minister is small, and I can't afford such a big Buddha!"

"It's just the distant clan." Yuan Shao shrugged nonchalantly. "He is the third younger brother of Emperor □□, a relative so far away, he is good-looking, and the one who is not good-looking is just a good name. Besides, what about the clan? Back then, what was the origin of the King of Chu? No one!"

Ling Yucheng is not even interested in refuting this kind of words.Who was the king of Chu back then, and who was he?He's just a courtier, Da La La Di takes the clan as his subordinates, don't you think life is too comfortable?Fortunately, the stick of incense was finally burned out at this time, Yuan Long saluted the martial arts masters nearby, and ran towards them, Ling Yucheng quickly turned his face and shouted at him: "Don't run, first take your time!" Walk around!"

The little guy's footsteps running happily stopped immediately.The little face that just had a bright smile dimmed at first, and then immediately answered loudly: "Yes—" Slow down, walked down the edge of the martial arts field, the pace changed from fast to slow, and tried to breathe evenly while walking.Yuan Shao followed his son with his eyes, watching his little back rise and fall regularly, his breathing gradually slowed down, his eyes were full of smiles, but his mouth was still critical:

"I put all my emotions and anger on my face, so I can't restrain myself, how good it is!"

"Your Majesty is right, you must give him some homework." Ling Yucheng nodded without hesitation, but the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, his eyes flicked from Yuan Shao's face to the other side of the training ground.The eight children lined up in a row couldn't help but glance at them. The two martial arts masters should have scolded them, but even the two themselves were looking in the direction of the emperor with what they thought was a concealed movement.

"Cough, forget it, you're still young after all." Sure enough, Yuan Shao took the words back, changed the subject, and began to criticize the master: "What's the use of seeing me? If you don't keep an eye on the child, I'll pay him this salary for nothing." !"

"Having said that, how many people can have the concentration of His Majesty?"

The words are nice.Yuan Shao glanced over Ling Yucheng's body, raised his brows, turned his head back, and looked up and down carefully:

"--what's on your mind?"

"nothing……"

It's really hard to be a courtier, he is so focused on his children, you have to blame him for not paying attention to him as the emperor for the sake of a few courtiers' children.Isn't Zhou Yafu the Xiliuying camp? When he is needed, he is "the real general." No need, hehe, there is no discussion about taking you to prison.

Fortunately, Xiao Shiyi had already walked around and sweetly called Father Huang and Master.Yuan Shao touched his sweaty forehead, and handed him over to the side guards to take him down to wipe off his sweat.Ever since Ling Yucheng told him about it once, Yuan Shao always spared a moment a day to teach his young son martial arts. When he was free, he also came to see how they practiced martial arts, and occasionally had a meal together.After walking a few steps from the Hall of Zhaoxin, it was considered a rest.

Naturally, they also had lunch together at noon this day.In Beiliang Palace, there is no rule of not talking when eating or sleeping. Yuan Shao sits on the upper hand, Ling Yucheng sits on his left, and even Xiao Shiyi has a special high chair on his right.Although the attendants are full, cutting meat and sharing food is not allowed to serve as usual, Yuan Shao looked at the big pot of boiled mutton again today, grabbed a leg of lamb and put it in front of his youngest son.

"His Majesty?"

"Let him do it by himself. I, Tie Le, need help from others if I can eat a piece of meat!"

Yes, yes, the kind of bite the piece of meat, and swing the short knife in your hand upwards, just cut off the meat without cutting the nose, is the authentic way of eating by your Tie Le man...

Ling Yucheng had no choice but to stand by and watch with Yuan Shao.Ever since he started learning martial arts, Yuen Long has a short knife hanging on his belt like an adult. At this moment, he is holding the leg of lamb with one hand, while the other hand is holding the knife and trying to saw it. It took a long time to tear it off. Here comes a piece of meat.

Ling Yucheng thought he could finally start, but the little guy was sweating profusely, but he was not in a hurry to eat, he jumped down to the ground, picked up the plate on tiptoe, and ran to his father, Even the plate and the piece of tattered, pitted mutton were placed on the table upright.

"..."

"Lang'er is really filial—Master can come by himself, if you don't eat, the food will be cold." Ling Yucheng watched Yuan Shao's shoulder move, and was about to push the plate back to its original position, rushing to praise him.The little guy gave him a sweet smile, lowered his head and continued to fight with the leg of lamb, thus ignoring his father's eyes swishing like a knife above his head.

Hey, you don't want to eat meat like this, so you have to let me eat it!We agreed to share weal and woe!

On one side is the innocent and well-behaved smiling face of the youngest son, and on the other is Ling Yucheng's gentle and joyful smile—of course, the latter is not for him.No matter how much Yuan Shao wanted to put Ling Yucheng's face on that piece of meat that was definitely not suitable for putting on the emperor's plate, he could only lean over and teach the child how to use the knife.

"Hey, that's not how knives are used..." The big powerful hand wrapped the small hand like the tip of a bamboo shoot, and the small palm of the five-year-old child curled up slightly in the father's hand, which could only occupy one palm, "Come on, first Hold the handle of the knife with your thumb on one side and your index and middle fingers on the other side. Cut vertically until it reaches the bone, and then cut down along the texture of the meat..." He said while holding the child's palm slowly Jiali, a small pile of thinly shaved meat slices soon piled up on the plate, and he let go after seeing that there was almost enough for him to eat.The little guy listened to his father's instruction without saying a word, raised his head to show a sweet smile, and then lowered his head to eat his own, chatting and laughing while eating.

"Yesterday, Mr. Su's beard was stained with a lot of ink. We all laughed to death, but Mr. Su couldn't see it himself! He also said that we were distracted in class and had to beat several hands. Later, he saw it and hurriedly washed it. It couldn’t be washed off, and half of the beard was pulled off!”

"Bu Ming accidentally fell while riding a horse today, and his nose was bleeding from wiping on the ground. After applying ointment, the tip of his nose was green. Master, will his nostrils turn upside down in the future?"

A child who is only five years old and is locked up in the palace every day to practice literature and martial arts, this is nothing new in his eyes.The two adults listened with smiles and responded from time to time.After lunch, the little guy ran into the inner room. Yuan Shao thought he would climb into bed and take a nap like last year, but he walked in and saw that the little boy was kneeling and sitting in front of the desk. On the sandalwood armchair, rice paper was spread out, and each stroke was written with rapt attention.

"Why don't you go to sleep?" With a casual twitch, the small hand clenched the pen holder tightly, but he didn't pull it out.

Seeing that it was his father, Yuen Long immediately turned his head and raised a big smile: "Lang'er is getting older, Lang'er wants to write! He wants to study! Father, can you teach me powerful martial arts?"

"You're still young!" Yuan Shao casually picked him up from the chair, threw him on the bed, pulled a quilt and threw it on the bed.When the little guy finally struggled out from under the quilt, Yuan Shao had already taken off his coat and got on the bed, hugged the little son in his arms, and said to Ling Yucheng, "Why are you in a daze? I was busy so late yesterday, and I still refused at noon Make up for sleep, do you want to die of exhaustion?"

"..." In fact, I'm used to sharing the same bed with Yuan Shao, but there is an extra child in the middle, and I always feel that something is wrong...

This idea just passed by, Ling Yucheng approached slowly, but he didn't undress and take off his boots, just sat on the edge of the bed and took the coat that the little guy took off, and rubbed his head with his hands: "Why do you want Lang'er?" Are you in a hurry to learn skills? Are you unable to beat your fellow readers?"

"I can't beat it, but it's nothing..." The little prince's pink face was flushed, "They didn't dare to fight me. But, A Qiang can already trot on the horse; A Yu's handwriting is better than mine. Much better; Dalutie can shoot a target twenty paces away; Daur can also lift a ten-jin stone lock..."

He wrenched his fingers one by one, and the more he said, the more frustrated he sounded, "If I'm inferior to them in everything, how can I be their master?"

The two adults looked at each other.Although the smiles were not closed, they saw serious expressions in each other's eyes.After exchanging glances, Ling Yucheng spoke first under Yuan Shao's signal:

"They don't listen to you? Don't they respect you?" They shouldn't dare, these children have been taught in advance to study with them in the palace, and they dare not despise the prince even if they have the guts.

"No……"

"Then why is Lang'er worried? You are still young, and their youngest is two years older than you, and the oldest is five years older than you. They should learn better than you. When you get to their age, they will definitely be older than you." They are strong."

"However, if I am inferior to them in everything, they just look down on me as a prince, and they don't really regard me as their master at all!"

When you grow up and become stronger than them, they will truly convince you——Ling Yucheng hadn't spoken yet, but Yuan Shao had already stepped in with a serious face: "Who told you that you are not strong enough to be their master?" of?" His eyes flicked to Ling Yucheng: Is it you?

"But..." The little guy looked at his father in confusion, and then turned his head to look at Ling Yucheng.No one ever told him this in person, but the teacher usually taught his subordinates with an attitude that was clearly "I am stronger than you, smarter than you, and more thoughtful than you, so you should listen to me."As for the father, the master usually talks inside and outside. Didn't he say a lot about how good his father is in martial arts, how clever he is in governing the country, and how strong his vision is?

"Remember, you are their master." Yuan Shao shook his head secretly: After all, Ling Yucheng was born as an orphan in Luxiang, and he struggled to get up step by step, which is still different from Tianhuang's thoughts.In the end, this son had to teach him the way of dealing with people and his subordinates slowly, and he couldn't leave it to Ling Yucheng completely.

"Since they are your companions, only you can give them the glory and wealth in the future. You have seized their future, so they naturally have to be loyal to you, otherwise what do you want them to do? None of them are loyal to the master. I wouldn’t dare to use it with someone else!”

Seeing that the little guy was still confused, Yuan Shao sighed and rubbed his soft hair: "It's like the father, who can't grow the fields as an old farmer, and can't cook as the royal chef in the palace. But the father can still make them not ? You are still young, when you grow up, you will definitely be better than them in studying and practicing martial arts, so don't work too hard now. Have a good sleep with your father, huh?"

Pressed by his father's powerful palm on his shoulders, the eleventh prince finally nodded his head and plunged into Yuan Shao's arms.Yuan Shao moved in with his arms around him, making room for Ling Yucheng. The three of them just lay side by side on the pillows. When the little guy rolled around, he moved closer to Ling Yucheng's ear, wrapping one arm around his neck , whispering in a voice that he thought he lowered the volume, but in fact the two adults could hear it clearly:

"Master..."

"Ok?"

"Master, A Qiang came looking for me secretly today, his eyes were red from crying. He said that his uncle offended Master, and his stepmother wanted him to beg me to make peace in front of Master, so that his uncle would not be arrested and beheaded... "

Ling Yucheng frowned, and at the same time, Yuan Shao straightened his expression slightly, and half stood up to look at the two of them.

Someone came to Xiao Shiyi's door so soon?Hey……

"So he asked you to intercede?"

Yuen Long shook his head vigorously. "A Qiang's stepmother didn't treat him well, and only forced him to intercede when the matter came to an end. A Qiang's left hand was swollen from the beating...he had no choice but to tell me, and he would still be beaten when he returned home."

In Yuan Shao's view, it doesn't matter whether a companion is beaten or not, or even whether a small official is killed or released.Happy to test his son on this: "How did Langer answer him?"

"I said at the time that Master will not arrest and behead someone for no reason." The little child was a little hesitant at first, but the more he spoke, the more determined he became. "If you shouldn't kill, I don't need to intercede. If you should kill, it's useless for me to intercede. But, I think, Master should always know about this matter."

"well said……"

The little guy was also taught to understand the truth... Well, it's also quite interesting.Embracing the child's fragrant and soft body, Yuan Shao slowly closed his eyes, and before falling asleep, he was still thinking: Xiao Shiyi has been interceded here, where is the prince?

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