Dodder Pampering Handbook

In addition to reading scriptures at court, Zhao Chanzhen's spare time activities ranged from reading paper kites to playing with Deng Qiu.

Deng Qiu has inherited [-]% of his father's talent as a courtier, and even more so.

He looks pleasing, and he speaks and does things with the innocence of a young boy.Not afraid of Zhao Chanzhen, often like a market woman, talking about areas that Zhao Chanzhen has never dabbled in.

Zhao Xi eavesdropped a few times, but didn't hear any vulgar words, reminded Deng Qiu a few words, and then let Zhao Chanzhen get along with him.

Speaking of which, this is Zhao Chanzhen's only peer.

I can still talk to him a few words.

Deng Qiu ate, drank and had fun with his father. He has met people from different places since he was twelve or thirteen years old, and he has a better understanding of the customs and customs of different places. He also plans to go to various places to see for himself when he is crowned.

The two were chatting and playing chess when Zhao Xi ran in panting from the outside and said: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty! The prince is back!"

"What!" Zhao Chanzhen stopped playing chess, stood up from the bed suddenly, and was about to run out for a second.

Zhao Xi hurriedly stopped him: "Your Majesty! The prince hasn't entered the palace yet! It may take half an hour to see you."

Zhao Chan really looked at him complainingly: "Zhao Xi, are you still blaming me for beating you that day? Are you teasing me like this?"

He complained, but his tone was not particularly angry.

Zhao Xi was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to remember that it was Zhiyuan's day.It only took a moment to understand that the little emperor was giving in to him.

An emperor, apologizing to an eunuch.

Zhao Xi didn't think about it, and didn't dare to think about it.

He had a sour tone and called "Your Majesty", but Zhao Chanzhen ran into the inner room with a "hum" as if he was in a quarrel.

Deng Qiu was kicked out and waited outside.

Zhao Xi was still in a daze, and he asked curiously: "Eunuch Zhao Xi, why do I feel that His Majesty and Wang Ye are not at odds as rumored?"

Zhao Xi glanced at Deng Qiu, folded his hands, bowed towards the hall, and said: "What do you know? Our Majesty, you are kind. If he was more ruthless, your father's head would have fallen to the ground. Don't talk, and be careful of your life No guarantee!"

Deng Qiu pouted, don't think he doesn't know, his father gave this old eunuch a lot of good things.

"Your Majesty is indeed very kind. It's totally different from what I thought." He originally thought that the current emperor would be a somewhat stupid emperor, either as stupid as a pig, or pretending to be crazy because of fear.I didn't expect to be such a young man with such a fairy appearance and good character.

Looking at it makes people want to get close.

Zhao Xi didn't know what he was thinking, if he knew.I would definitely tell him that the little emperor a few months ago, not to mention stupid as a pig, but his cowardly and stupid appearance was enough to cover up his magnificent appearance.

Strange to say, the little emperor is a piece of jade.But before the prince, no one thought that this piece of jade was the unique Heshibi.

Zhong Ting is indeed coming back soon.In order to return to Jinling one day earlier, he threw away the large troops behind him, and only brought Chen Shichun and the others back to the city at full speed.

It's not that Zhao Chanzhen is like this, he doesn't have that kind of thought yet.I just got some news that King Yong'an was not in the capital these few days, and some people in the court had different intentions and wanted to deal with the little emperor.

Zhong Teng just felt irritated, he was always direct, these people secretly aimed at Zhao Chanzhen, but in fact they aimed at Zhong Teng, if they came at Zhong Teng, he would be quick to cut through the mess and solve the troubles.

But they were hiding in the dark, and they were targeting the defenseless little emperor, so he needed to make arrangements slowly to lure the snake out of the hole.

"How far is it?"

"Go back to the prince, more than ten miles away."

It is indeed not far away, and you can already see young people flying kites in the suburbs.

Zhong Cheng ordered to rest for a while. After running for a long time, his body became stiff.

Chen Shichun and others were resting by the river with their horses, but they saw Zhong Teng walking towards the willow tree.

Zhong Cheng picked a kite from the wooden shelf hanging on it, "How much is this one?"

"Master Guan, you don't need money, you can take it."

Zhong Cheng threw down a piece of silver and put the kite into Chen Shichun's hands: "Put it away carefully, if it breaks, I'll ask you."

After all, he got on the horse neatly, as if he had enough rest.

After stopping for less than half a cup of tea, Chen Shichun: "..."

No matter how much you complain in your heart, you have to keep up.

Zhong Teng was wearing ordinary clothes today, but he could still see his extraordinary aura despite his stern aura. When riding through the street, women often looked at him shyly with their fans half covering their faces.

Chen Shichun was dazzled, but his prince was like a javelin, he only knew how to hurry.

With Qiu Shi's help, Zhao Chanzhen changed his clothes. He didn't know why he changed his clothes, but he just felt that he needed to find something to do after such a long time.

After changing his clothes, he couldn't do it, so he took out the perfume Deng Yong gave him. He heard that after spraying it on, he would have a strange fragrance on his body.

Putting it under the nose and smelling it, the smell is a little elegant, with a refreshing fragrance.

Zhao Chanzhen dripped two drops on his collar.

Then he went to the desk and found the copybooks he had practiced in the past few days, one by one, rearranged them according to the date, and put them on the desk for review.

There were still some notebooks on the case, but he couldn't make up his mind, or he couldn't understand them, so he kept them for Zhong Cheng to read.

After doing this, King Yong'an has not come back yet.

He became a little anxious and asked Zhao Xi to run outside the palace twice, and finally on the third time.

Zhao Xi came back with Zhong Teng.

Zhao Chan was really excited, but it didn't show on his face.

Zhong Teng looked at him gently, and carefully looked at his feet from head to toe. This was not enough, but he had to be pulled closer, toes to toes, to compare the height difference between the two.

Zhao Chanzhen is now below his ears, and he is a little taller than when he walked.

"Does your leg still hurt these few days?" As soon as Zhong Teng opened his mouth, Zhao Chanzhen's eyes turned red. If it wasn't for Zhong Teng's early retirement, everyone's hearts would be turned upside down.

It can be seen that the little emperor cannot do without the regent, but this reaction seems to be a little bit louder.

Zhao Chan was really aggrieved: "Uncle Huang has been away for several days, if he comes back later, Chan Zhen will be taller than you."

Zhong Teng took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped his tears helplessly: "Okay, there's nothing to cry about. If you are taller than me, Your Majesty will really become a man of indomitable spirit."

This is true. Zhong Cheng's body is more than 1.8 meters long. In ancient times when the height was generally low, he was already considered outstanding.

Zhao Chanzhen let him wipe away his tears with aggrievedness, dragged him to the case, and started to hand in his homework.

"These are the characters that the emperor asked Chan Zhen to practice before he left, and these excerpts... I can't understand even if the emperor is not here. Zhao Xi is an idiot, he doesn't understand anything, and I still need to tell him."

Zhong Teng picked up the copybook and looked at it. The little emperor had been using his calligraphy as a copy. After practicing for a few months, he actually had a similarity to his calligraphy.

After complimenting the little emperor a few words, Zhong Cheng was really satisfied with his performance.From being a submissive and trembling vase emperor at the beginning to a well-behaved one now, Zhao Chan is really obedient and smart.

It is estimated that this task can be completed after his layout is completed.

Thinking that the task was about to be completed, Zhong Teng felt a lot more relieved, and rubbed the little emperor's hair, "Your Majesty is really amazing, I have some gifts for His Majesty."

"What?" Zhao Chanzhen opened his eyes wide immediately, he didn't expect that King Yong'an would bring him a gift.

Zhong Teng asked Chen Shichun to present the paper kite, which was in the shape of an eagle, but the eagle on it was poorly drawn.

Zhong Teng sharpened the ink and added a few strokes to the feathers and eyes to cover the original poor painting skills, and the paper kite looked a little more lifelike immediately.

Zhao Chan was so happy that he quickly sued Zhao Xi again. He also played with paper kites in the palace these few days. If Zhao Xi hadn't stopped him, he probably already learned it.

Zhong Cheng saw his dissatisfied childlike appearance, and was a little helpless: "Zhao Xi is also afraid that His Majesty will be injured. If Your Majesty really wants to learn, how about this king personally teaching His Majesty?"

Thinking of the pitiful appearance of the little emperor eagerly watching the excitement of paper kites being released outside the palace and wanting to imitate him, Zhong Ting softened his heart.

Seven or eight-year-old children outside the city would release paper kites, but the little emperor grew up in a nunnery before the age of nine, and was locked up in a deep palace after that, without even a peer to play with.

Zhao Chan was really happy, he just learned what he said, and brought Zhong Teng to the yard, and he didn't stop talking on the way, expressing all his dissatisfaction in the past few days.

"Zhao Xi asked me to come and see the garden, but I only saw these flowers and plants, and I didn't even know what they were called. They didn't recognize me, and I didn't recognize them. Even if they were very interesting, they didn't have seven points. .”

Zhong Cheng understood what he meant, and pointed at the small blue flowers growing by the roadside, which looked like a sea of ​​stars from a distance, "This is called Po Po Na, and she has always been happy. It is everywhere in the folk fields. Even There are also in the palace, although the flowers are small, they are very eye-catching when they are connected together."

I've seen too many bright red and purple flowers, but I don't think it's very pleasing.On the contrary, these small flowers on the side of the road are not noticeable at first glance, but they slowly spread and spread, which is not interesting.

From the folk to the palace, from the medicinal to the stories related to flowers.Zhao Xi followed behind to complain, this is not talking to His Majesty, is this coaxing the child?

However, Zhao Chanzhen really loved this set, with his ears pricked up, his eyes shining brightly at Zhong Cheng, his face full of admiration.

When it was time to release the kites, Zhong Teng stood behind Zhao Chanzhen, held his hand personally, and taught him how to feed the thread and how to pull it.

Warm and slow breathing came from the ear, and the chest of the person behind him was enough to wrap him tightly in his arms.

Xu Shi hadn't been approached like this for several days, Zhao Chanzhen felt a little greedy, he relaxed his body slightly, leaned back, just pillowed in Zhong Ting's shoulder socket, and moved to a more comfortable position.

Only then did I learn to let go of the paper kite with peace of mind.

Zhong Teng saw that he was like a kitten, even expressing his liking with such inadvertent gestures, so he thought it was a bit funny.

Smelling the strange fragrance coming from him again, he lowered his eyebrows to see where the fragrance came from, but inadvertently bumped into the back of the little emperor's neck.

Fair and slender.

It looks like a flower growing on the cliff beside the rapids, wetted by water mist, swaying and dancing.

For the first time, he knew that such a deadly part could still have such a touching aura.

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