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Although Zhen Puren said that he only knew a few words, it was obviously his self-effacing.
During an occasional essay exercise, Helang was pleasantly surprised to find that despite his young age, the essays were written well, cadenced, natural and fluent.
Moreover, what Zhen Puren expressed between the lines is his concern and pity for the people's livelihood, which makes people feel very emotional after reading it.
Look at Zhen Puyang's article again, it's not bad, it's brilliant and full of talent.
It's just that the meaning conveyed is the same as that of him, with a bit of unreasonable domineering, saying that if foreigners dare to invade, they will be beaten back, and they will also occupy their territory.
This is simply like a domineering bandit leader, Helang smiled helplessly. If this really became an emperor, how could he be so impulsive
He called Zhen Puyang, took out Zhen Puren's article and spread it on the table, let him read it, asked him what he thought, and saw if he could get some other inspiration from it.
Although these are two different paths, and in his eyes there is no right or wrong, Helang still wants them to learn from each other.
Unexpectedly, Zhen Puyang seemed to have misunderstood his intentions. He picked up the paper on the desk and looked at it. He didn't read it carefully, and then dismissed his article: "Woman's benevolence!"
I saw that Zhen Puren's composition paper was wrinkled in different sizes by his rude actions.
Startled, Helang immediately took it back, pressed the paper on the case and smoothed it again and again.
But Helang's cautious action completely annoyed Zhen Puyang.
Since the literary test, Zhen Puyang has enjoyed the sweetness and thinks reading is fun.
He was also willing to enjoy the praise of everyone for reading, so he put a lot of thought into learning, thinking that his knowledge of writing was a few Chang'an Street away from the emperor who could not read a few words.
"Do you want to praise him for writing better than His Highness?!" Zhen Puyang was strong, facing this situation, how could he not be angry.
Helang patted him, his eyes calm, and he told the truth, "Your Highness wrote very well, but it lacks the compassion for the people that a monarch should have."
Zhen Puyang glanced at him, "I think the monarch should rule rather than show mercy."
All right, this child is so stubborn, Heron rubbed his forehead.
"gentlemen-"
There was a call from outside the door, but no one heard it first, and then the door was pushed open, it turned out that it was Zhen Puren who came to look for Helang.
At a glance, he is still carefully holding a scroll of calligraphy and painting in his arms, and it can be seen that it is accompanied by a delicate scroll ribbon, as if it is going to be given away.
It's this person again... Zhen Puyang sneered, upset, he didn't want to see the picture of these two people getting along, so he slammed the door and left.
"Slow, slow, talk!"
The two looked at each other in blank dismay, but knowing that Zhen Pu's positive son was like this, they tacitly ignored it.
Zhen Puren's articles are also spread on the desk, so Zhen Puren can see it at a glance.
At the same time, he also keenly noticed the obvious scuff marks on the paper, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, not knowing what to think.
Helang followed his gaze and was also very embarrassed, but he didn't want the two children to become enemies, so he explained that he accidentally wrinkled it.
Zhen Puren shook his head generously, showing a relieved smile, expressing that he didn't care, he is his husband, if he thinks the writing is not good, it is reasonable to tear it up, there is no need to explain to him.
Helang nodded, not knowing what to say, so he patted the well-behaved child's head.
Zhen Puren lowered his eyes, felt Helang's touch, and felt soft in his heart.
However, he could remember that his Brother Nine Emperors also came here just now, and his article was most likely made by him.
Zhen Puyang's petty temper today is considered mild, and it will even cause Helang a headache in the days to come.
As soon as Zhen Puren endorsed the book, Zhen Puyang began to turn the pages, especially hard, and the pages rattled.
As long as Zhen Puren hesitated or considered for a moment, Zhen Puyang pouted and said sarcastically: "Your Highness will also recite."
As long as he took the class with Zhen Puren, he would never listen to it, but he was so smart that he could hardly forget it, so he was even more disdainful, what's the use of listening to the class seriously
Helang raised his eyebrows, "Then His Highness will show it?"
Zhen Puyang didn't get up either, so he leaned against the soft seat, raised his head, and recited confidently:
"The way of the master is to retreat quietly as the treasure. Don't worry about things yourself but know clumsiness and ingenuity, don't worry about yourself but know blessings and evils. It is good to respond without speaking, and good to increase without making appointments. If the words are answered, then Stick to the contract; if things have increased, then use the contract. The combination of the contract is the birth of rewards and punishments—”
"Your Highness is really smart." Knowing that Zhen Puyang loves to show off, if he doesn't let him feel relieved, he might feel uncomfortable, so He Lang deliberately asked him to recite it, and praised him again, but he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, letting His Highness always think about it. Maintain a steady posture, but still look like a competitive child at this time.
A compliment is not enough to satisfy Zhen Puyang, he narrowed his eyes, sir, is this perfunctory? Think he's like coaxing a child who needs praise
He sensed his unwillingness, and while reflecting on his lack of restraint, he also wanted to belittle the emperor's younger brother even more, so that the husband would think that he was a piece of mud that could not be supported, so stop paying attention to him in the future.
Soon, there was an opportunity.
The prince asked to be able to write and use martial arts. I mentioned the literary test before, but in fact there is also a military test.
It's just that there is an age limit for the martial arts test, usually only princes who are over ten years old will take this opportunity to learn from each other, and everything is voluntary.
Just like every child who wants to show himself, Zhen Puyang is eager to prove to Helang that he is the best one.
So when he learned that the martial arts test was coming, he immediately issued a war letter to Zhen Puren, his tone was indifferent, with the usual sarcasm.
"Compete with His Highness, do you dare?"
Helang looked at the two of them calmly, not worried. Ren'er has a quiet temperament and will never mess around with Zhen Puyang.
But unexpectedly, the polite Zhen Puren took a look at He Lang and agreed.
The two sides voluntarily sparred, causing Helang to rub his forehead with a headache, and His Highness started to be mischievous again.
But it's okay, everyone is afraid of hurting the brotherhood, so they usually click until the end. Although His Highness looks reckless, but on the competition stage, there are many master guards, and they should not be heavy handed.
It's just that although Zhen Puyang looks foolish, he is indeed good for practicing martial arts, not to mention whether Zhen Puren can beat him...
Even if he could, would he really dare to win
Everyone in the palace is supporting this little overlord. Even if he doesn't show up, other idlers will come to make trouble. In short, there will be no good fruit to eat.
Zhen Puyang has been skinny since he was a child, and he can't persevere in anything. For three minutes, including reading, he still loves to read or not, but learning martial arts is his heart.
However, Zhen Puren's mother and concubine died of dystocia. She was congenitally deficient and weak. Even after being adjusted, she was still not as strong as ordinary men.
Apart from their physiques, the training they received was also very different, so there seemed to be no doubt about the result of the contest.
In the beginning, Zhen Puren retreated without a stick of incense, while Zhen Puyang's offensive was strong and his moves were fierce. He was just fighting with fists and feet, but he was still vigorous at every step.
Zhen Puren endured the attack unilaterally, and had little chance to fight back. The last punch hit him directly in the chest, and the victory was soon determined with one move.
Amidst the warm applause, Zhen Puyang's clothes fluttered, and he jumped off the stage lightly, rushing away from the surrounding crowd, and landed directly in front of him.
Fengliu who came with him caused Helang to sway unsteadily before being stabilized by his strong arms.
He was slightly dazed, His Highness turned out to have the appearance of a young man, tall and strong, able to wrap his body around him with one hand.
However, he was like a child at this time, showing a childish smile, sticking it in front of him, as if showing off, even useless to call himself noble.
"Sir, I won."
Helang hummed, but didn't give much response.
It was within his expectation that Zhen Puyang would win, but he didn't quite understand why Zhen Puren accepted his challenge, why did he start a game that must be lost.
He looked at Zhen Puren who was lying on the ground, a eunuch who was close to him came up to help him up, but he declined.
Even though it would be even more embarrassing and desolate when he got up, he still slowly supported his body with his hands, gritted his teeth and put his knees on the ground, and refused to bend his back. He really had backbone.
Following Helang's line of sight, Zhen Puyang's joy was instantly diluted, and almost instantly, the strings that controlled his rationality were about to break.
Why are you looking at that trash again! What is so good about him! Why can't you just look at yourself? !
Obviously he is already so eye-catching, everyone praises him and respects him, why does he turn a blind eye, is he not good enough, so he is not put in the eyes
How can he be the best? Is it his only wish to be in that position
Zhen Puyang was so angry that he couldn't vent his anger. He squeezed his fist and held Helang's wrist helplessly.
It's just that his strength was too strong, and Helang's wrist made a crisp sound, almost breaking his bones.
This made Helang very painful, he took a breath, frowned tightly, and gave him a displeased look.
Zhen Puyang just woke up like a dream, looked at his hand in surprise, and immediately let go.
"Sir, I, I have no intention..."
"Go back to your seat and sit down. The other princes haven't compared yet." Helang interrupted him, trying to keep himself calm, but almost being cut off by someone is not a good experience, and his tone was not much better.
Just now he was still complacent, but the majestic Ninth Prince finally returned to his seat with a sullen face and shoulders drooping.
In the end, even though the brother he always hated was beaten all over the floor by the fourth brother, he couldn't be happier.
Just now he was hit by Zhen Puren by chance a few times, I don't know if there are any bruises, I need to let my husband take a closer look at him when I go back later.
But when will the husband come to coax him back
The author has something to say: Your Highness is very childish and arrogant... [Smoke]
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