"Yes! That's right!" Mi Bao nodded fiercely, "That's it! He who knows his friends will die!!"
After finishing speaking, she came back to her senses, walked to the railing, looked down, and saw Wen Yadao standing in the courtyard, smiling at her.
After all, he was his friend's father. Tuanzi was too embarrassed to ignore him, so he had to smile coquettishly.
Wen Yadao asked her with a smile: "Who is Mi Bao's confidant?"
Tuanzi opened her mouth and almost came out bald. Peanut quickly stepped forward to protect her: "Master, be careful." while winking.
Tuanzi suddenly became more conscious of facing outsiders and said loudly: "It's the hammer period!!"
She raised her fat chin proudly and almost fell in love with this knowledgeable and witty self!!
Mr. Shen inside the door and Wen Yadao outside the door were silent together... That's called Zhong Ziqi...
Mr. Shen knew that Tuanzi was very face-conscious, so he could only pretend not to hear, hoping to explain to her again when he had the chance.
Wen Yadao lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then waved to her with a smile: "Mi Bao, can you come down and let me tell you something?"
Mibao was a little curious, stepped on the grid and stood up, and his little head popped out from the railing: "What's going on?"
Wen Yadao's voice was gentle, not like he was lying at all: "It's a very interesting and important thing."
Mi Bao became even more curious. He stretched out his hand towards Yan Sanyi, and then Yan San hugged her and flew down. Wen Yadao bent down, took her little hand, led him into the guest room where he lived, and then took a pen from the table.
, he wrote on the paper: Zhong Ziqi, Yu Boya.
Then he told her a story: "Bo Ya is good at playing the harp. It is said that Boya was playing the harp by the Han River and met Zhong Ziqi by chance..."
Mibao's eyes widened.
She secretly, thinking that no one would notice, studied this word...
After Wen Yadao finished telling the short story, seemingly unintentionally, he wrote at the bottom: Thousands of times of hard work.
While explaining: "This idiom generally refers to writing an article, revising and refining it over and over again..."
Mibao: "..."
Zhong/Hammer, these two words look exactly the same, so I can't blame her at all.
Mi Bao lowered his head silently, picking his little hands, thinking of saying something quickly so that everyone would forget about this incident.
Wen Yadao glanced at her.
The normal table is too high for Mibao. Her entire dumpling is covered by the table, only the two small bags on her head are exposed, and the little tassels are swaying, which is so cute.
The corners of Wen Yadao's mouth curved, and the topic changed: "Speaking of making a fuss, I remembered something. Once, I took Xun Qi out for an outing, and I heard the person sitting next to me talking about a strange thing.
thing.""
Tuanzi's little head slowly stiffened again, revealing a pair of big eyes from the side of the table, eagerly waiting to hear.
What Wen Yadao said was not lifelike, but his voice was gentle and sounded quite pleasant. "It is said that there was an official who retired from old age and returned to his hometown. His name was Liu Yuanpu. He was a very good man. He was generous with money and did good deeds. He was famous far and wide... But
But he had no children. One day, a woman came over with her son. She only said that her husband was his best friend, but now he passed away. She was afraid that her widowed wife and orphans would be helpless, so she came to seek refuge. Liu Yuanpu listened to their names.
I didn't recognize it at all, so I opened his letter and looked at it, but there was no word. Liu Yuanpu was very surprised, and then he thought about it, guess what?"
Tuanzi actively participated: "It's a letter soaked in potion! Put it in the water and the words will appear!"
Wen Yadao was still stifled: "That's not the case... Liu Yuanpu understood as soon as he thought about it. It turned out that this person didn't know him at all. He was just lonely and helpless. He also heard about his reputation for righteousness and kindness, so he had no choice but to come to his door.
He entrusted his wife and children. So Liu Yuanpu gave up his belief and said that Brother Li and I were indeed close friends. I originally wanted to meet again, but I didn't expect him to pass away. It was pitiful... Then he took care of the mother and son many times and recognized his son.
For my nephew, I also provide funeral services for that person..."
In fact, this is a story in three words and two beats, but as soon as he added the prefix that they heard it with their own ears, Mi Bao felt particularly involved and listened with gusto.
Wen Yadao will talk about it one after another.
After a while, Shangguan Xingtuo and Wen Xunqi also came over, and the three of them sat at the table and listened to the story.
At first, Wen Yadao told some simple and interesting stories, but as he continued to tell them, he felt Tuanzi's liking and began to tell some stories about his achievements.
This kind of short story suits Tuanzi's taste very well. He was so fascinated by it that he forgot that he was an enemy. He came to listen to it every day when he woke up.
Mr. Shen also used similar tricks to fool Tuanzi, so he naturally understood what he was doing, but since Tuanzi wanted to hear it, he didn't stop him and only came to listen from time to time.
Wen Ya Dao can be regarded as entertaining and entertaining. While teaching, he also taught some principles to the three children.
Tuanzi has a middle-class soul, his principles are clearer than what he explains, and the relationship between the few of them is quite harmonious.
Tang Mingqi and the others also got along well with Wen Xunqi. Wen Xunqi was only over six years old and had already read four books. They occasionally exchanged lessons with each other and felt that his studies were quite solid.
So Tang Mingqi told his sister privately that this man seemed to be very good at teaching his son.
Mi Bao said without hesitation: "Then let's wait a few more days to listen!"
Okay, Tang Mingqi won't say anything anymore, since it doesn't count if he does anyway.
During this period, Mi Bao also exchanged several letters with Emperor Cheng of the Ming Dynasty.
This is not what Emperor Mingcheng ordered. Although he was a cunning emperor, he would not be so unreasonable as to let a three-year-old baby write to him every day.
The main thing is that Mi Bao still respects the emperor very much. If he writes, Mi Bao will hesitate to go back.
And the person around her was from Yi Shui'er's palace background.
For people born in the palace, no matter whether the master is a concubine or a descendant, competing for favor is the biggest goal in life.
The more they have a master in their hearts, the more they hope to be favored by the master, so the more these people like Mibao, the more they persuade Mibao to get closer to the emperor.
Mibao had little experience in this area, so he was persuaded by them, so he wrote letters to the emperor from time to time, and received a personal reply from the emperor every time.
June has arrived in the blink of an eye.
Locust plagues mostly occur in June and July, so as soon as June comes, everyone becomes nervous and wants to harvest the wheat quickly, lest locusts come the next day and regret eating the wheat.
So the clan leader came to see Mibao again for advice.
Because of the previous rumor, Mi Bao's identity was considered an open secret. However, there were shadow guards guarding Lao'er's mouth, so people from other villages could not enter. However, they also turned around and inquired about whether grain was being collected here. They
Once harvested, they hurriedly followed it, otherwise they would not only worry about locusts, but also worry about not being able to plant potatoes in time!
So as soon as the clan leader came over, he shouted, and almost everyone in the village followed.
Originally it was the clan leader who was holding Mi Bao. When Yan Sanyi saw so many people, he quickly took Mi Bao over.
Mibao did not forget to wave to her people: "Sister Grape, Sister Strawberry, you are very tired from walking. You go home and wait for Mibao."
The two little girls were so moved that they agreed repeatedly and followed behind.
In fact, because there were so many people, the speed was not very fast. Shangguan Xingtuo and his new friend Wen Xunqi also held hands and followed behind to watch the excitement. Mibao looked at several places of wheat and locust eggs in the ground.
All the locust eggs are dead, but they still watered it very thoroughly.