Emperor Hongwen opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Haha, Honger, who taught you?"
"What the Empress Dowager said. The Empress Dowager said that we should be filial to our father."
It's her! It's her! Since childhood, he wanted his father and son to have a deep affection, and he wanted him to be like the majesty of a king, but the flesh and blood of the people. Everything must be done very well, rather than to have a broken flesh and blood and fight for power. It's not in my heart
If you are not excited, your son really cannot live without her for a day. If you change to any woman, it will definitely not work. Only such a woman is worthy of giving birth to her son.
"Honger, what else can you do?"
"I can still recite the Three Character Classic. Father, Hong'er recites it to you: When a person is born, his nature is good. His nature is similar and his habits are far apart. If he does not teach, his nature will move. The way of teaching is to be specialized. In the past, Meng Mother chose his neighbors, and his mother chose his neighbors.
If the son doesn't learn, he will break the loom... The father and the queen mother also said that they will teach Honger to write big characters next year..."
"Oh my God, my God, Fangfei, look at this child..."
Emperor Hongwen was overjoyed. A child who was only two or three years old was so well organized. Just this sentence, he felt that his son was simply a genius, heroic, and a super big prodigy descended to earth.
"Oh my God, Fangfei, can you imagine this is a child? When I was as old as him, I guess I only knew how to cry... Hong'er, it's so amazing..."
The pity in my heart deepened a little bit more. I really wish I could give him all the best things in an instant. I stroked his little hand and quickly picked up the dishes for him: "Hong'er, hurry up
Eat, eat, grow up quickly... Hahaha, I saw that I was three years old. I have such a good son. What else can I worry about in my life?"
Fangfei was sweating all over when she heard it. How could she praise her son like this?
Emperor Hongwen was full of energy and had a great appetite for this meal. He ate three big bowls himself and kept picking up food for his son and Fangfei. The mother and son were filled with both bowls. Fangfei couldn't bear it anymore: "Your Majesty."
, eat it yourself."
The child couldn't help it anymore and muttered: "Father, I can't finish it. Don't want it, you eat it, you eat..." He kept returning it to his bowl.