The man said with a smile, "Young master looks so clever, I think he will do something in the future."
Mr. Yin was very grateful for such praise in his heart, with a smile on his face, "The old man will naturally try his best to cultivate him so that he can serve the emperor."
Shen Mubai suddenly had an ominous premonition.
"This little baby is born quite beautifully." Several adults exchanged a few more words of greeting, and when they talked about Mr. Yin's little son, they praised him again and again.
"One year younger than my son, it would be nice if we have friendship in the future." After all, Mr. Yin has been highly regarded by the emperor this year.
The steps under his feet stopped, and the little prince followed their gaze, and when his gaze touched the little boy's snow-white face, he paused for a few moments.
"Little prince." The guards hurried over, "The prince is in a hurry, so let the subordinate call you over."
The little prince looked back and nodded.
This incident is just an episode.
With the passage of time, Shen Mubai has also grown a bit, everyone in the mansion said that the younger the young master, the better, he is very pleasing.
When she was three years old, Mrs. Yin asked Liu Ma's six-year-old daughter to wait on her.
Shen Mubai has already been forced by her father to start learning calligraphy.
Just listening to drowsy, dizzy.
Mr. Yin was originally full of enthusiasm, as if he had been poured with cold water, a little chilled.
He naturally thinks that his family is the smartest, but as the days go by, let alone the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, even the other party is not interested in dancing with knives and guns.
The little person will only nest in his mother's arms and sleep soundly.
Lord Yin was so angry that his beard turned up.
Especially when the young master couldn't even read a few words, he would blow his beard and stare.
He strode into the room, and seeing his four-year-old son still gurgling and drinking the milk from the nurse, he was even more furious.
He snatched the other party's milk pot, and said sternly, "I know how to eat, drink, sleep and sleep all day long. Look at your brothers, they can compose their own poems. Can you memorize the poems I taught you yesterday?"
Shen Mubai held back for quite a while, and then said a few words intermittently.
Then he looked helplessly at the milk jug in his father's hand.
"Master." Madam Yin sighed, "Yu'er is still young, maybe it will be better when she grows up."
Mr. Yin shook his head, "When I was his age, I had to learn to write poems, write and memorize every day, ma'am, you are too spoiled." He couldn't help but said, "Man, how can you be so ignorant and useless?" , from today on, father will teach you how to be a good man who stands up to the sky, and tomorrow I will send the nanny out of the house."
Mrs. Yin's expression froze slightly, and then she calmly removed the expression from her eyes, smiled and said, "Then let the master decide, Yu'er, be good, listen to Daddy."
Shen Mubai stared at the milk jug in Lord Yin's hand.
I can't help but feel a little melancholy.
It's not too late, it's time to stop breastfeeding.
When the nanny left, she was very reluctant, Shen Mubai also felt his feelings, and kissed her on the face.
The nanny wiped her tears and said, "My lord, I originally wanted to drink for you for a few more years, but now it seems that there is no fate."
Shen Mubai was also very sad.
"I'm just a baby, how could they do this to me."
The system said indifferently, "A four-year-old baby who can talk, laugh, make trouble, and crush mud into shit."
Shen Mubai blushed, thinking very melancholy.
She is not a child anymore.
Nanny, take care.
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