A few days after the little prince learned to ride a bicycle, Fang Tianzhuo announced another task at the dinner table: "Rui'er will get up early tomorrow."
Fang Changgu sat on the chair, because his body was too small, barely showing his shoulders, he can use chopsticks now, although sometimes he still can't hold things, but he is slowly adapting and learning any skills among.
He raised his elbows almost to the level of his shoulders, and he was clumsily picking up the rice in the small plate. His eyes, which resembled He Zheng's, were somewhat confused. Before he could ask, He Zheng had already asked him out, " A Gu already gets up at seven on time every day, how much earlier will it be?"
Fang Changgu nodded in agreement. He also felt that he had worked very hard. After all, the kid next door went to the kindergarten at 9:30 every day and didn't get up until 9:00.
"Starting tomorrow, get up at five o'clock and learn kung fu from me."
Fang Changgu shrank his head, wishing he could put his head directly under the plate, why did he have to learn something again? Hasn't he learned enough now
As expected of being his own father, He Zheng empathized with his feelings: "Why do you want to learn something again? He has learned much more than many children now."
"It's never too early or too late to start learning now. If it takes another two years, you will suffer a lot."
Fang Chang Gu thought, let's talk about what will happen at that time.
He Zheng once again expressed his thoughts accurately: "We'll talk about what will happen when the time comes. Children have already worked hard enough."
Fang Tianzhuo stared at Fang Changgu: "Could it be that Rui'er thinks the same as daddy?"
Fang Changgu's eyes turned to look at his father, and then slowly faced his father, the corners of his mouth raised at the same time, and said seriously: "Of course I am different from other children. I am going to inherit the throne. It has to be very, very powerful.”
Fang Tianzhuo stretched his hand across the table, and gently rubbed his little head: "Rui'er remembers what I said better than Dad."
He Zheng poked at the rice and instantly felt that he had no place in this family. He felt distressed and angry at the same time.
What do you say the throne inherits it for? How good it is to be like an ordinary child here, how this poor little boy was forced into by Fang Tianzhuo, but he only dared to think about these words, and Fang Tianzhuo would definitely be angry if he said it, after all, the country was his painstaking effort. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to give up what he has won so hard.
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That night, He Zheng touched Fang Changgu's room, the little guy was staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, because he was worried that He Zheng would spoil him, so Fang Tianzhuo didn't allow him to play with his mobile phone and Aipie since he was very young. As soon as he saw him pushing the door and poking his head, Fang Chang Gu immediately sat up and called softly, "Dad."
He Zheng's heart was too soft, he climbed onto the bed, hugged his son in his arms, imparted experience to him solemnly, and said: "Let me tell you, the first day of tomorrow will definitely be very hard. If you are already feeling tired, Just cry with your father, but don't cry too much when you cry, you have to moisten things and cry silently, otherwise he will think it's noisy and it will get worse."
Fang Changgu had doubts in his eyes, but obediently memorized the knowledge points, and asked a question: "Then what if you can't cry?"
He Zheng recalled the time when he just put on a book, and to be honest, when he passed that day, he was actually very optimistic, thinking that he was playing an escape game, but when his knees were red and swollen, he still had to use a lot of force When he knelt down, he realized that the grievances were involuntary. Many times when he didn't realize it, tears welled up before he could react.
He touched the little prince's head and gave an answer: "Don't worry, you will be able to cry when the time comes."
Fang Changgu thought the words were weird, and there was a sudden movement from the bathroom outside, and the father and son sat up straight immediately, He Zheng said in a deep voice: "Since I promised my father, I will get up early tomorrow, learn martial arts hard, and become a martial artist in the future." A good emperor with both civil and military skills, you know?"
The little guy also responded loudly: "Yeah!"
The door was pushed open, Fang Tianzhuo's long hair was wet behind him, and he looked at them expressionlessly: "Rui'er should go to sleep."
He Zheng got off the bed, went back to the room with him, and suddenly began to show courteousness, knelt on the bed and took the towel from Fang Tianzhuo's hand to help him wipe his hair. Why, until He Zheng couldn't help but said: "Actually... I also really want to learn martial arts with A Gu."
Fang Tianzhuo's expression suddenly turned into a half-smile, he didn't hit the opponent directly, but said: "That Zheng'er will get up early with the prince tomorrow."
He Zheng was very happy immediately, "I thought you didn't spread your kung fu to the outside world?"
In the end, He Zheng was still worried. After all, Fang Changgu was young. The first time he learned martial arts was like someone else's child entering kindergarten for the first time, so he had to watch it in person to feel at ease.
Fang Tianzhuo's hair was half-brushed, so he ran over to tell Fang Chang Gu the news, vowing, "From tomorrow, Daddy will accompany you no matter what Gu learns!"
Fang Changgu's eyes suddenly brightened like stars in the sky.
The next day, the whole family passed through the mirror neatly. In the backyard of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Fang Changgu started to learn the basic skills, doing horse stances, and He Zheng followed suit. In less than ten seconds, he stood upright. He stretched his body and turned his head to look at Fang Changgu. The little guy was still holding on, so He Zheng tied it down again. After another ten seconds, Fang Changgu couldn't hold on anymore. He Zheng immediately said: "It's okay, stand up straight and rest." Take a break and come again."
Fang Changgu didn't have time to move, and his father looked over with cold eyes, which by the way forced He Zheng to look back, "Since we have agreed to learn, we must learn honestly, especially Zheng Zheng. Son, you are an adult, you should set an example for your children."
Fang Tianzhuo held a ruler in his hand, put it down and tapped his calf: "Don't shake."
"..." He Zheng began to regret.
Nanmenliang came over to present something, raised his eyes and saw He Zheng, and immediately lowered his eyes.
He Zheng: "..."
He regretted it even more.
If I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t be able to afford to come and suffer so early in the morning. What’s the matter with Agu suffering a little, the child should suffer a little bit, after all, the one who will inherit the throne in the future, so I just follow along and make up for it. It’s hard to become the emperor’s throne Can I share it with him? Why can't you think about it so much, I guess Nanmenliang will see it as a joke.
No matter what people want to do, they will find countless excuses to push themselves to achieve their goals, and He Zheng is in this situation now.
He suddenly stood up straight, and the next second, Fang Tianzhuo narrowed his eyes, and drew the ruler towards his calf, He Zheng trembled suddenly, his eyelashes trembled, and he dared not move again.
Fang Changgu couldn't hold it any longer. The knowledge points taught by his father flashed through his mind, and he suddenly sobbed, and because of the hard work, tears filled his big eyes.
Fang Tianzhuo flipped through something on the side, and finally looked up in another big sob, Fang Changgu immediately made a look of crying or not, his Yuxue was cute, this expression was made It's really painful.
Fang Tianzhuo walked towards him and looked at him expressionlessly. Fang Changgu remembered his father's teachings and did not dare to cry, so he looked at him with tears in his eyes. Fang Tianzhuo suddenly reached out and squeezed him He leveled his little head with his chin, and said calmly: "Keep your eyes straight ahead." Then he glanced at He Zheng: "Don't look around."
He Zheng quickly turned his face back, and after a while, his legs became more and more uncomfortable, and his trembling became more and more serious. The sweat beads on his forehead protruded out one by one, and he suddenly became limp and his buttocks fell. Sitting on the ground, gasping for breath.
Fang Changgu saw his father's cold face, shaking his noodle legs of the same style, gritted his teeth hard, and clenched his small fists.
Fang Tianzhuo squatted in front of He Zheng and asked, "Tired?"
Obviously he asked for it on his own, but He Zheng was still aggrieved. He nodded and said in a low voice, "Tired."
"Stand up and add another half an hour."
"..."
Fang Chang Gu thought, if you persist, you must not repeat the mistakes of your father, and soon, soon he will be free.
He Zheng glanced at his son, his eyes turned red all of a sudden: "Tong, can you accommodate me? I'm really tired."
Fang Tianzhuo didn't say a word, He Zheng choked for a while, and squeezed out two tears pitifully, Fang Tianzhuo narrowed his eyes, finally sighed, stood up and said, "Go and sit over there."
He Zheng didn't care about his little baby anymore, and stood up with limp legs and lay down on the stone table not far away.
Fang Changgu's eyes suddenly turned to his worthless father, and the knowledge points taught by his father yesterday flashed through his mind. When his father looked over again, he suddenly sniffled.
Fang Tianzhuo frowned, the little guy sniffed his nose again to attract attention, because he sucked too much, his nasal cavity suddenly choked, his eye circles turned really red, tears started to brew, and he even coughed, that poor It looks exactly like He Zheng's.
Fang Tianzhuo asked: "What's wrong?"
"I, I want to take a break..." The little prince asked in a low voice, accompanied by a choked sob, tears rolled down his eyes, but he only dared to sniff his nose, vividly portraying the little pity.
Fang Tianzhuo glanced at the incense that was about to burn out, and said, "Persist a little longer."
Originally, the little prince thought that he could still hold on, but his father had already succeeded in crying and escaped. Of course he couldn't hold on. Can't stop."
Fang Tianzhuo looked at him quietly, Fang Chang pondered, when he had seen enough, he should let himself rest on a chair.
But the royal father suddenly raised his eyebrows: "If you can't stand up within this incense stick, I will add another half an hour."
Fang Changgu didn't believe it. After all, his father had threatened his father in this way just now, but when his father shed tears, his heart softened. He squeezed his eyes, squeezed out two tears, and flattened his mouth.
Fang Tianzhuo stared at him without blinking, and Fang Changgu began to feel uneasy. His eyes turned to the stick of incense that was about to burn to the bottom, and then he looked at his father who had recovered and started running outside. He stood up Continuing to Zamabu struggled with his father's possible soft-heartedness, and finally chose the latter with peace of mind.
A stick of incense burned out.
Father Huang opened his mouth: "Stretch out your hand."
Fang Changgu didn't understand why, but out of obedience to his words, he stretched out his little hand subconsciously. The next second, Nanmenliang's neck shrank, and the sound of the ruler touching his flesh suddenly sounded. Wang" cried out.
The emperor's tone was extremely cold: "Stand up and continue practicing."
The little prince quickly got up and tied his horse, accompanied by a cry: "Father is biased, daddy is lying, wow—"
The crying stopped abruptly in the ruler raised by the father.
Fang Tianzhuo turned his head to look aside, He Zheng immediately shrank his head back, and rubbed the soles of his feet on the bluestone floor, feeling annoyed and guilty, but finally got the upper hand with distress, and poked his head out again.
He just squatted in the corner of the wall, watching his little baby's flushed little face with real tears in his mouth, sobbing from time to time, and practiced for half an hour.
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