Immortal Venerable Cubs Manual II [Quick Transmigration]

Although Si Anzhen was a little bit reluctant, he also knew that such a day would come sooner or later.

In the past, he was even younger, so he lived in a hall by himself.And he heard that Mu San lived alone since he was a child, only accompanied by his maidservant and mother-in-law.

Others are not like him with his father, so he should be content.

"Alas!" Si Anzheng looked at his small package and sighed deeply.

It's not yet the day for him to move out, but he has already started to pack his things slowly, and he realizes that his things take up too much space.

During the process of sorting out, Si Anzhen was brought back many memories.

He looked at the portraits he drew when he was a child, and the dreams he recorded. At that time, he was not very literate, and many characters were written by himself.

Only a year later, he could roughly remember the meaning of those characters, so he wrote them down again.

As Daddy said, most of the things in the dream never happened.Everything has changed since Daddy didn't have a concubine.

Although he felt that these were useless, Si An still put the papers away.

At least this can prove that his painting skills have improved, and now he is learning from his father, and he is already very good at painting.

By the beginning of April, when the weather had warmed up, Si Anzhen moved to his small yard.

Si An asked with tears in his eyes: "Daddy, can An An still come to your yard often?"

Si Xingjian couldn't laugh or cry: "Stop dawdling, it's not that you're kicked out of the house, how could you not be allowed to enter? They're all in the palace, and they're so close together, what's there to be reluctant about?"

Si Anzhen walked back to his yard lonely with a small burden in his arms.

Alas, he has grown up and is no longer Daddy's little baby.

Si An was looking forward to growing up, but also felt a lot more melancholy because of growing up.But no matter what he thought, time still flowed like water.

Soon it was Si An's birthday again.

Originally, Si Xingjian planned to celebrate Zai Zai's birthday in the palace, but now Si Xingzheng is about to become a father in a month, and his restless heart has no place to rest, and he wants to celebrate An An in the palace.

The weather was hot, and they entered the palace in a carriage.

Si Anzhen pointed to his fingers and asked, "Can An An still have cake today?"

"It's inconvenient in the palace..." Si Xingjian said halfway through, when Zaizai was so wronged that he was about to cry, he hurriedly finished the last part of the sentence, "I'll do it for you when I get back to the palace."

Si Anxuan raised a smile: "Thank you, Daddy."

The birthday banquet organized by the palace was naturally grand, and the concubines had prepared gifts, but Si An was a little absent-minded because he was worried about going back to eat the cake.

Si Xingzheng brought the pregnant Dong Zhaoyi to the banquet, and asked the little birthday star: "An An thinks this is a younger brother or a younger sister?"

"I don't know." Si An shook his head. He knew that Dong Zhaoyi would be happy if he said he was a cousin, but what if it was a cousin?

Si Xingzheng shifted his gaze to Si Xingjian again, and asked, "Can King Chen tell the sex of the fetus?"

Si Xingjian: "I'll know in a month or so."

"Aren't I a little curious? Whether it's a boy or a girl, I like them all."

This is his first child.

"Prince Chen's mansion has only one child, An An, so it's a bit lonely. King Chen is still young, don't you think that Concubine Na will have a few more children?"

Si Anzhen hurriedly answered, "An An is not alone."

He doesn't want siblings.

The banquet was over and the weather was still hot, so they didn't return to the palace immediately.

Si Xingjian learned that Cheng Wu was about to return from Lingnan, and was asked how to reward Cheng Wu, but he didn't make any suggestions.

Before Lu Xin was arrested, he sent the brave general Zhao Zhijing to lead the army to cooperate with Cheng Wu and others.Now that the matter in Lingnan has been dealt with, it's time for Cheng Wu and the others to return to the capital.

Cheng Wu's mother is still here, it is impossible for him to stay in Lingnan, and Si Xingzheng probably won't feel at ease handing Lingnan over to Cheng Wu.

Si Xingjian knew that Cheng Wuhui went to Lingnan to take risks in order to earn credit, but he was the one who sent him after all, and he thought in his heart: If the emperor's reward was less, he would make it up in private.

As a result, the emperor asked Cheng Wu to go to the Ministry of Punishment and gave him a real job.

This is something.

When Zai Zai woke up and the weather was not so hot, Si Xingjian took Zai Zai back to the palace to make a cake for Zai Zai.

Si Anzhen also followed suit, and he was so busy that he made a plate of steamed buns.

Si Anzhen: "..."

He is still in charge of eating.

Time passed, and Si An Ping ate the fifth cake that his father made by himself. He turned eight years old.

Now he has gone to the Chongwen Museum to study, and in his free time, he will go to the Ministry of Industry to discuss and research with Lin Shilang.

Lin Shilang was the person sent by the emperor to enlighten Si Anzhen. He didn't influence Si Anzhen very much, but Si Anzhen aroused his interest in agriculture and utensils.

People who were expected to be appointed as marquises and worshiped as prime ministers are now dealing with soil, wood, etc. all day long.

In the past three years, many changes have taken place in Dayan: the tea trade has become very mature, and the profit is very high. The money is used to raise soldiers and relieve disasters, making Dayan rich and powerful.

Beijiang and Xihan harassed and plundered several times, but Dayan repelled them all.

In Yuanzheng this year, the two countries sent envoys to Yan to worship, hoping to establish a friendly trade and cooperative relationship with Dayan.

When the emperor's birthday was approaching, Northern Jianguo also sent the prince and princess to congratulate him with heavy gifts.

According to the etiquette, it is also afraid that Zhengqing and others of Honglu Temple will not have enough confidence to face the princes of other countries. Dayan Kingdom should also send princes to receive them, but the eldest prince is still young.

The former Dong Zhaoyi gave birth to a daughter, and less than a year later, Concubine Zhao De gave birth to a prince.

So this matter fell on Si Xingjian.

Everything is arranged by Honglu Temple, so he doesn't need to worry too much, he just needs to come out to say some polite words on the day when Bei Jiang's envoy arrives, and sit in the main seat to entertain and use the banquet.

Si Xingjian originally thought that he would just go through the motions and end the matter, but Bei Jiang's envoy wanted to make trouble.

Bei Jiangren has a strong body, and relying on his military strength and horse strength, he has always been ambitious.When the first emperor was in power, Bei Jiang had repeatedly violated Dayan's borders. It was only after Si Xingzheng ascended the throne that they restrained themselves a lot, but a few years ago they often went to Dayan to grab food after the autumn harvest.

In the past two years, they were scared of being beaten, and became much more honest.

However, Bei Jiang has always been arrogant, and even now he comes to Chaohe with an air of condescension, maybe he is trying to learn from it, and come back after strengthening Bei Jiang.

Faced with the introduction of Zhengqing of Honglu Temple, Prince Beijiang expressed his opinions from time to time: "In our Beijiang..."

The words are always raising himself up, stepping Dayan into the mud.

This kind of words of honour, to the ears of Honglu Temple Zhengqing and others, is ridiculous, but Beijiang envoy's face is serious, it can be seen that they think so.

They are obviously a group of robbers, and even the official system, etiquette, and writing are copied from Dayan, how can they have the face to be so shamelessly complacent?

Honglu Temple Zhengqing taunted back, but the other party didn't understand!

Isn't this like playing the piano to a cow, what's the point?

Zhengqing of Honglu Temple was heartbroken all the way and led the envoys to the building of Honglu Temple. When he saw King Chen, he seemed to have seen a savior.

Although Si Xingjian doesn't like and isn't good at this kind of communication, he can still handle such a small scene.

Zhengqing of Honglu Temple first greeted Si Xingjian, and then introduced the two parties.

As the host, Si Xingjian said a few words of hospitality indifferently but without being rude.

Prince Beijiang was displeased with his haughty appearance, and after a few words of reply, he said, "Are all the men in Dayan as beautiful as King Chen? The most beautiful concubine in the prince's mansion may not be as beautiful as Chen. Wang. I heard that Dayan has a saying that the face is like a good woman. Could it be that Dayan is proud of the appearance of men and women?"

Dayan's men are beautiful with slender stature, fair skin and handsome appearance.

Si Xingjian's appearance completely conformed to Dayan's aesthetics. He was not short in stature, thin and slender but not weak, and his face was like a crown of jade, but he would not be considered a woman.

When Prince Bei Jiang said that, it was completely insulting.

Zhengqing of Honglu Temple on the side heard this, and his heart skipped a beat: the last person who dared to talk about King Chen's appearance is gone, and even the Su family has declined much more than before, and I don't know what will happen to Prince Beijiang. Mr. Wang won't destroy the Northern Jiang Country, right?

Thinking about it, I still have a little expectation. What's going on?

Si Xingjian: "What's the matter? People from Beijiang are ugly and quite proud?"

Prince Beijiang's breath stagnated, and he said again: "We Beijiang men have always advocated force, and we regard brave and good fighters as our beauty."

"Brave and good at fighting? Then according to your country's standards, I'm afraid Beijiang doesn't have a single handsome man. After all, your country's most valiant and skilled Sirius army has been retreating steadily under the hands of Dayan's army."

Zhengqing of Honglu Temple applauded in his heart, but he had no choice but to come out to smooth things over.Lord Chen can say some things, but he can't just listen and do nothing.

Bei Jiang was very displeased and proposed to have a competition.

Si Xingjian said: "You are a guest, and you have come to Dayan after a long journey. Even if we win the competition now, it will be invincible. Why don't we try another day."

It is more appropriate to save face-slapping for formal occasions.

Soon it will be the day when the emperor entertains Bei Jiang's envoy.

Prince Bei Jiang raised in public that King Chen had promised that the two countries would discuss each other.

Si Xingzheng smiled and asked: "Is that so? Did King Chen ever say that he wanted to learn something?"

Si Xing said casually: "The master can do as the guest wants, and the guest will naturally choose what to compete with."

His casual tone made the Beijiang people feel arrogant and provocative, but the Beijiang people have always been competitive, and they can forget about fairness and generosity, so they chose riding and shooting, which the Beijiang people are best at.

The Beijiang people came prepared, and the people they sent were archery masters.

Dayan was the host, and according to Prince Beijiang, it was Dayan's prince who took the initiative to make an appointment, so naturally he couldn't lose.

Si Xingzheng hesitated for a moment. He felt that since King Chen proposed it, he must be sure, but there are contingencies in everything. He has never seen King Chen shoot an arrow, but he knows that Zhao Zhijing can pierce Yang with a hundred steps...

When he was thinking about whether to let Zhao Zhijing play directly, Si Anzhen stood up and said, "Uncle Huang, my nephew was weak when I was young, and I learned archery from my father for several years to defend myself. try?"

The eight-year-old Si Anzhen has grown a lot in height, but he is still not as tall as Ma. He has baby fat on his face, and his waist is not as thick as the legs of the Beijiang warrior. It seems a bit arrogant to say such words.

The northern Jiang warrior said disdainfully: "Your Majesty Yan, such a milk doll can't even draw a bow, right? If I compare with him, won't it be ridiculed if it is spread? Our Northern Xinjiang warriors bully the small with the big."

Si Xingzheng thought to himself: In the early years when you pretended to be bandits and looted at the Dayan Border Pass, you didn't even let the young children go. How can you pretend to be benevolent at this time?

There are also Beijiang people whispering loudly on purpose: "Could it be that there is no one in Dayan? Send a milk doll out, even if you lose, there is no shame in it."

After hearing this, Si Xingzheng wanted An An to step down, but Si Anzhen first said to Beijiang people: "Archery is one of the six arts of a gentleman. Any literati and scholar in Dayan can ride and shoot. This is not a difficult task. Although this son is young, he has learned it before, how can it not be compared?"

"Could it be that you look down on this son? If this son loses, I will promise you a request, how about it?"

Si An knew that if his father played, he would definitely win, but winning like that would not be honorable enough.He was young, even if he was tied, he also won.

His riding and archery was taught by his father, and he is confident that he will not lose.

Beijiang's warrior sneered and said, "You are a child, what request can you promise?"

"What about the king's promise? You should be qualified to be the lottery." Si Xingjian said, not only supporting Zai Zai, but also making Bei Jiang unable to refuse—a promise from King Chen, even if they won't win Wu is also worth it.

At the same time, Bei Jiang had no choice but to make a big splash.

Prince Bei Jiang made a final decision: "Since that's the case, Zhuang Yong, you can compete with Prince Chen's son. If Zhuang Yong loses, this prince will also agree to the prince's request, how about it?"

Although Prince Beijiang believed that Zhuang Yong would not lose, he still thoughtfully chose the person who made this request as Prince Chen's son.

"Then it's a deal." Si Anzhen smiled slightly, "Please."

If an adult makes any excessive demands, it will appear unkind, but he is a child, so he has no worries at all.

It was not difficult for Si An to fix the target, and all his ten arrows hit the bull's-eye.

In contrast, Zhuang Yong also hit all ten shots, but he was not as close to the center as Si Anping.Coupled with Si Anzhen's age, the winner has already been decided.

But Si Anzhen sighed: "It's a tie, your archery skills are good."

His compliment was more like an insult to Beijiang people.

"It's better like this. Let's compare arrows. How about having someone throw a pear into the air and see who can hit it?"

Seeing the other party's hesitation, Si An said again: "It's okay if you admit defeat now, and my request will be void."

"Bi!" Zhuang Yong gritted his teeth, how could he bear being ridiculed by a child like this?He has shot all the running prey horses, and he doesn't believe that he will lose.

Si Anzhen: He wants to win clearly.

When the fist-sized pear was thrown into the air, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

Si Anzhen was not nervous at all, he was already familiar with it.

An arrow pierces the pear and hits the target again.Just by looking at the direction of the arrow, one can tell who shot it.

"Acceptance." The small figure on the horse's back clasped his fists triumphantly, then patted the horse away.

Si Xingzheng was excited and wanted to stand up and applaud, but he still tried his best to put on a calm look, and said in a calm tone: "Xiao Shizi's archery skills have improved a bit."

But Prince Beijiang's face was so ugly that he couldn't hide it.

Si Anzhen jumped off the horse, walked up to Prince Bei Jiang, and said, "You still owe this son a request, you won't play tricks, will you?"

"Of course not." Prince Bei Jiang had a bad feeling.

"There are still more than a month left, and it will be my son's ninth birthday." Si Anzheng emphasized the word "nine years old", seeing Prince Bei Jiang's embarrassment as he wished.

"I hope you can send twenty good horses to this son as a birthday present."

It wasn't that Si An didn't want to ask for more, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth like a lion, the other party would just be shameless.

Twenty horses, a prince can get out.

Si Anzhen was sure that Prince Beijiang would not refuse, because the two countries had trade relations now, if Prince Beijiang broke his promise in public, the people of Dayan might doubt Beijiang's integrity in the future.

Prince Bei Jiang gritted his teeth and said: "At that time, this prince will definitely send birthday gifts to Prince Chen's residence."

Although Prince Beijiang was furious, but the banquet was not over yet, and there were still matters to be discussed, so he could only endure it, and even praised the little devil to the emperor of Dayan.

Not only did he want to boast, but he also wanted to praise the son of Prince Chen to the extent that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on earth, so that Emperor Dayan would be jealous and guarded - this is not the emperor's own son, so outstanding, wouldn't Emperor Dayan be worried?Dayan's prince is still young.

Si Xingzheng: Although the prince of Beijiang is annoying, he still has a good eye.

Si Anzheng grew up surrounded by praises, but he didn't grow crooked at all.

When Mu San next door was still praying every day not to be slapped by his husband, and when He Shu heard the chicken dancing every day and wanted to become a bodyguard like Da Jin, Si Anzhen had already gone to the Ministry of Industry, and he and Lin Shilang were studying how to grow herbs , how to extract sucrose from sugar cane, how to increase grain production...

Si Xingzheng often looked at the three princes and sighed: "If only you were as smart as An An."

Can such a silly son really succeed him in completing his unfinished great achievements?

Faced with such disgust, the eldest prince whispered one time: "I don't even look at who my cousin's father is."

Even a father can't compare, so it's not normal for them to be able to compare as sons?

Children like to play with children older than themselves, and the eldest prince Si Yuyang has always been very clingy to Si Anzhen.

They were all named Congyu in this generation, so that Si Anzhen and the new emperor would not have to change their names to avoid taboo.

Si Xingjian did not leave this world until Si An was crowned.

At that time, Si Anzhen had already become a well-known Young Master Ruyu in the imperial city, and he was the one that many young girls wanted to marry, but he didn't marry the concubine until he became crowned.

Si An felt that if he became a family, it would be as if he and his father had become two families.

Since his father didn't care about having no heirs, he didn't have to marry a wife.After his father left, Uncle Huang urged him repeatedly, but he didn't let go.

It stands to reason that Si Anzhen needs to lose a first-class title, so he can only be the king of the county, but Si Xingzheng makes an exception and allows him to inherit the title of prince.

Si Anzhen didn't care about these things, anyway, he was a widow and had no heirs to inherit.

In his free time, what Si An often did was to look through the history books of the dynasty and various miscellaneous books. If he found someone speaking ill of his father, he would destroy the relevant records.

He even said that his father had a bad temper and beat people in public?It's just nonsense!

He also said that his father disrespected the monarch and acted recklessly... Uncle Huang himself tolerated it, so what qualifications do these people have to criticize?

There is no need for these false statements to exist.

When Si Anzhen was 24 years old, he drew a portrait as a congratulatory gift for Uncle Huang, who had passed his fiftieth birthday, using the painting skills his father taught him.

The people in the paintings are lifelike, just like real people.

He said: "Uncle Huang is a wise emperor, so he will definitely be famous in history. If this painting can be preserved, future generations will be able to admire the heroic appearance of Uncle Huang."

Si Xingzheng stroked his beard, praised repeatedly, and asked: "Since An An has such painting skills, why didn't he leave a portrait for King Chen?"

Si Anzhen dealt with it casually, but he was thinking in his heart: his father didn't even want a mausoleum, and he left a will to cremate the body, so he must be unwilling to leave a portrait.

After he grew up, he saw the bizarre dreams recorded when he was young, and he already had guesses in his heart.

He certainly wouldn't do anything that Daddy didn't like.

The later one is Daddy, and the previous one is the prince, he can tell the difference.

After Uncle Huang passed away, Si An also left this world on the pretext of traveling.

He briefly regained his memory.

He has done many things to benefit the people in this world, and he has accumulated enough merits to offset his punishment for selfish violations, so he can go to other worlds to find his master.

Si Xingjian regained consciousness. After opening her eyes, she still felt that her vision was a bit blurred, and she could only vaguely see a row of books.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while, and he was almost integrated with this body.

Just like installing some kind of program, he already has the memory of the original owner in his mind, and has also mastered the language, characters, and common sense of this world.

He didn't check his memory, but looked at the desk in front of him.

On the bookshelf are: "Comprehensive Explanation of Textbooks for Middle School Students", "Encyclopedia of Excellent Compositions for Junior High School Students"... Spread out on the table are teaching plans.

Si Xingjian: He should resign.

He heard movement at the door, and walked over, only to see a five or six-year-old boy.

The other party looked timid, and there was an unconcealable shock in his eyes after seeing him.

Si Xingjian squatted down, held the boy's slender neck with his hands, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Ahem... Dad?"

"You are not my cub."

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Si Anzhen: Condemn for Daddy!