The general will give birth soon

20 years ago.

Xiao Yuheng, who was only ten years old and became famous in the capital, entered the palace by order, and was bestowed with a ring ruler by the emperor to teach and guide the prince.

Xiao Yuheng had read poetry and books and was full of talent, but he was a child after all, and he was very proud and a little apprehensive at the thought of being a teacher for the prince.

Prince Yuanyan is five years old this year, how many words does he recognize?How many poems can you recite?What font is it written in?

If the prince is knowledgeable, how should he praise him so as not to make him impetuous?If he encounters obstacles in reading, how should he be taught in words so as not to make him lose confidence?If he makes mistakes occasionally, how should I advise him?

Little Xiao Yuheng was brought to the East Palace before he could think about it one by one.

He knelt in front of the carved wooden chair covered with layers of upholstery, and saluted respectfully.

From the front came a childish "Exemption", little Xiao Yuheng got up and stood up, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw two fat legs dangling in the air for a few moments, wearing light gold ingot trousers and light gold flood shoes. Get down, then hit the ground hard, and ran towards him in turns thumping.

Little Xiao Yuheng was a little nervous, so he subconsciously recognized it and opened his eyes.

Xiao Yuanyan ran up to Xiao Yuheng, grabbed his sleeve, raised his head and said crisply: "Let me see you."

Little Xiao Yuheng looked over obediently, and a big word appeared in his mind——

fat.

It was three times rounder than all the children of the same age he had seen, almost a ball.

Little Xiao Yuheng was suddenly a little worried about the appearance of Emperor Daxia in the future.

However, looking carefully, under the light gold ingot cap, his eyes are pitch black, his cheeks are pink, his ears, nose, mouth, and chin are fleshy.

Pretty cute.

Little Xiao Yuheng couldn't help but look a few more times.

Xiao Yuanyan blinked his eyes, "What's wrong with you?"

Little Xiao Yuheng realized that he had lost his composure, and quickly said, "I'm fine."

"Oh." Xiao Yuanyan scratched his head, thinking how to get acquainted with him.

"Your name is Xiao Yuheng?"

Little Xiao Yuheng nodded, "Yes, Your Highness."

"My name is Ayan."

Little Xiao Yuheng was startled, bowed and said: "Thank you for your love, Your Highness, I must never dare to call His Highness by his name directly."

Xiao Yuanyan didn't understand, but he didn't care. He tugged Xiao Yuheng's sleeve again, and said adoringly: "Xiao Yuheng, you look so good-looking, you are the most beautiful I have ever seen."

Little Xiao Yuheng was very embarrassed, but he was a little comforted. He thought that this meant that His Highness the Crown Prince had a good impression of him, and it should be easy to accompany him in reading the teachings in the future.

However, it was only later that little Xiao Yuheng found out that Prince Yuan Yan was deeply favored by the Holy Majesty, and he had never been in the study to touch a brush and ink, and he was five years old and still could not read.

Now the Holy Majesty felt that it was really impossible, so he let the prince go to school.But I was afraid that the requirements would be too strict and I would lose interest in learning too much, so I didn't invite Hanlin scholars or famous Confucian scholars, but I found Xiao Yuheng, a half-grown child, meaning to learn while playing, try first.

But Xiao Yuheng didn't know how to play since he was a child, and he was very strict about learning, so he took care of Xiao Yuanyan nibbling pens, tearing books or origami, using inkstone and clay, and sitting in front of the desk shaking his legs.

When the two of them were in class, every time Xiao Yuheng just read a sentence, Xiao Yuanyan would interrupt, asking what time it was, what to eat, and what to play.

Little Xiao Yuheng wanted him to be quiet, but Xiao Yuanyan either said "no" directly, or pretended to be quiet while his mind wandered.It is more common to climb on the desk, roll around and have fun.

After a few days, Xiao Yuanyan reluctantly taught Xiao Yuanyan to draw his name crookedly, and Xiao Yuheng felt that his head was about to fall off.

Xiao Yuanyan was still joking and messing around, once he started running, his fat body was actually very dexterous. Although Xiao Yuheng was two years older than him, he couldn't catch up no matter what.

Tired of chasing, little Xiao Yuheng stopped to catch his breath: "Your Highness, if you continue to do this, I have no choice but to ask for the imperial ruler."

"What?" Xiao Yuanyan turned his head and looked at him blankly.

Little Xiao Yuheng took out the ruler from the brocade box respectfully, and held it high above his head, "Your Majesty bestowed the ruler, and you can punish His Highness as appropriate."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yuanyan scratched his head, but didn't understand.

Little Xiao Yuheng wanted to see, the majestic Prince Da Xia, if he couldn't even understand such a sentence, what would he do in the future?He could almost see Yuan Yan's embarrassment that he couldn't even understand the memorial after he ascended the throne.

So he deliberately emphasized his tone: "Your Highness is disobedient, I can use this ruler to beat His Highness, it is the Holy One's permission."

"You want to beat me?" Xiao Yuanyan couldn't believe it.

"Handpanning, or spanking. But if His Highness practice calligraphy well, I won't spank."

Xiao Yuanyan rolled his eyes, "Okay then." He actually ran back jolting, twisted his body and climbed onto the seat, spreading paper and rubbing ink in a serious manner.

Little Xiao Yuheng was overjoyed, and hurried up to help, coaxing patiently: "That's it, today, apart from practicing your Highness's name taboo, learn five new characters. If you learn well, you can have a cup of tea in advance..."

With a whimper, Xiao Yuanyan suddenly jumped onto the desk, and pushed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone onto Xiao Yuheng. Xiao Yuheng was defenseless, and was so shocked that he was sprayed all over his body and face by the splashing ink.

"Haha! You didn't expect that! I'm lying to you! I'm not afraid of you hitting me! You dare not hit me!"

Xiao Yuanyan clapped his hands, jumped up and down on the desk, and smiled very proudly, but then he felt something was wrong: he was cheated and bullied, shouldn't he call back?He was ready to respond, but...

The pen and paper were scattered, and Xiao Yuheng, who was covered in ink all over his body, stood straight, his fists clenched, his eyebrows didn't move, and he just looked at him steadfastly.

Xiao Yuanyan was too young, he didn't know how to describe that look in his eyes, but he could feel that Xiao Yuheng didn't like him very much at the moment.

Then, he watched little Xiao Yuheng turn around silently, and walked out silently.

No longer say that this is wrong or that is bad, no longer discipline yourself, let alone beat yourself with any ruler.

Little Xiao Yuheng sat in the corner of the lotus pond in the East Palace, looking at the dirty figures in the water, very frustrated.

Since childhood, everyone praised him for his ability, but maybe he really couldn't teach the prince well.

After a while, he went to tell his father, and then the emperor, that he would not teach the prince anymore.If the emperor wants to punish, then accept the punishment.

After a while, the sad little Xiao Yuheng vaguely saw a little fat fuzzy shadow reflected in the lotus pond. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, thinking that his eyes were probably wet and he saw it wrong.

"Brother Heng."

Little Xiao Yuheng was taken aback.

"Brother Heng." The chubby body came over, and Xiao Yuanyan squatted down in front of Xiao Yuheng with his face in his hands, blinking his eyes constantly, "I heard that boys who are older than themselves should be called elder brothers."

Little Xiao Yuheng was taken aback for another moment.

"Brother Heng, are you still angry with A Yan?" Xiao Yuanyan's chubby face moved closer, "A Yan didn't intend to get angry with Brother Heng, it was unintentional. A Yan thought that Brother Heng would be happy too."

Little Xiao Yuheng was still in a daze.

Xiao Yuanyan stretched his fleshy hands into the lotus pond, carefully scooped up a small handful of water, then tilted his hands slightly, and the tiny stream of water seemed to flow from a spring and landed on the back of Xiao Yuheng's hands.

Xiao Yuanyan stretched out his fat index finger again, and gently pushed away the ink stains on the back of Xiao Yuheng's hand with the water.

The ink blots bloomed and faded, Xiao Yuanyan was very happy, she smirked at Xiao Yuheng, and pushed harder.

"Your Highness can't, I'm afraid." Little Xiao Yuheng hurriedly backed away, and Xiao Yuanyan immediately pulled him back, with dissatisfaction on his face.

"Brother Heng always says things that I don't understand, and I don't understand what he does."

Little Xiao Yuheng thought this was an opportunity, quickly and responsibly picked up the burden that had weighed him down, and said patiently: "Your Highness, if you study hard, you will understand."

"Really?" Xiao Yuanyan's eyes were full of confusion.

Xiao Yuheng immediately nodded his head like a rattle.

He never lied, and his expression was especially sincere at this time.Xiao Yuanyan was a little moved, and held his face to think about it, the ink and water stains on his hands stained his face, Xiao Yuheng took out a brocade handkerchief from his arms, and wiped it gently on his face.

Brother Heng is nice to him again, and won't play with him anymore.

Xiao Yuanyan was very happy, and rushed forward to hug Xiao Yuheng's neck without letting go.Little Xiao Yuheng's persuasion was fruitless, so he had to stand up desperately holding the meat ball and move forward with difficulty.

"Brother Heng, you are crying." Xiao Yuanyan touched Xiao Yuheng's red eyes.

Little Xiao Yuheng said: "I didn't, I didn't cry."

"Ayan won't bully you anymore." Xiao Yuanyan said seriously, "Ayan will learn calligraphy with you, don't cry, it won't look good when you cry."

Little Xiao Yuheng hummed lightly, his nose a little sore.

That night, Xiao Yuanyan snuck into Xiao Yuheng's bedroom, climbed onto his bed with hands and feet together, clutched the corner of his clothes tightly in Xiao Yuheng's shock, closed his eyes and said in a daze, "Brother Heng, don't you want me?" You must be angry with Ah Yan..."

"Brother Heng, can you tell a story to A Yan?"

"Don't learn the story of writing, but the story of riding a horse and fighting."

"Fighting on horseback is the most powerful thing. That day when General Li met his father, his father said that General Li was his arm, and that every emperor should have such an arm. So, does Ayan want to..."

While thinking about it, Xiao Yuanyan fell asleep.

But little Xiao Yuheng was very clear-headed, and every day and night when he went out with the army, supervised the northern border, and was called "General Tianciwen", he always remembered Xiao Yuanyan's words.

"Brother Heng, after you left, Ah Yan missed you very much. But you said that you wanted Ah Yan to be a prince who can advance and retreat well, and a king with great talent and boldness, so Ah Yan didn't dare to miss you, and he didn't dare to tell you. Let you down, make you cry..."

Yuan Yan embraced Xiao Yuheng, stretched out his hands impatiently to untie the neckline, and murmured: "But Ah Yan really misses you..."

"Your Majesty..." Xiao Yuheng supported Yuan Yan's shoulder, lowering his head to avoid it.

"Call me Ayan."

"I dare not."

"I'm sure, you just shout."

Xiao Yuheng's expression was flustered and difficult, "You...don't, don't force me..."

"Okay, then I won't force you, I only want you, as long as you..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Yan impatiently kissed him close to him, Xiao Yuheng was forced to hook Yuan Yan's neck, and his body trembled slightly.

The emperor's uniforms were thrown under the couch one by one, and Xiao Yuheng's plain coat was torn apart. Tonight, after all, he couldn't escape.