Cute and soft group pet the little emperor [Qing wear]

Chapter 82

Of course, after bidding farewell to Lao Jiu Yinzhen, the grandfather and grandson did not really go back home, but went to the West Factory of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"Greetings to the emperor! Greetings to the little grandson!"

When Kangxi and Zhaozhao got off the carriage, people knelt on the floor.

"Come on, are the fireworks boxes ready for this year?" Kangxi asked.

The official in charge here hurried forward and replied: "If you go back to the emperor, everything is ready, there are a total of twenty! Just waiting for you and the little grandson to come and watch!"

"Very well, let them light it."

"Whoo!"

bang bang bang!At the same time, one group after another of bright stars bloomed in the sky, and later the styles became more and more varied and complex, which is amazing.

"Wow~ It's so beautiful! Huang Mafa, look at it!" Zhao Zhao held Huang Mafa's big hand and jumped up and down.

"Do you like it?" Kangxi asked him with a smile.

"like!"

"Is it more exciting than the fireworks on New Year's Eve?"

"Yes!"

"When you celebrate your birthday, I will ask them to play it for you again in your Ama's Old Summer Palace."

Zhao Zhao smiled and buried herself in Huang Mafa's arms.

"Huang Mafa, why are you so kind to Zhao Zhao!"

"Because you are Zhao Zhao." Kangxi patted him on the back and smiled kindly.

Kangxi thought to himself: Zhaozhao has the same birthday as himself, which means that it is almost impossible for Zhaozhao to have his own birthday party. Naturally, he has to give the little guy some compensation. After all, since this little guy came to him , I don’t know how much joy I brought to myself.

This is an incomparably grand fireworks event, and everyone has seen it. The scale of the fireworks lit up in the night sky is almost comparable to the night of the Wanshou Festival when Kangxi was 60 years old.

"Why is this year so grand? Is it a special year?"

"No, it's not the emperor's tenth birthday, nor have I heard of any abnormal celestial phenomena, is it just an ordinary Lantern Festival!"

"Then why did the emperor suddenly set off such grand fireworks? Look at the ostentation, it must have cost a lot!"

"Maybe it's because the emperor let his subordinates release him as soon as he was happy?"

"Maybe the emperor wants to show it to someone!"

"Who?"

"Could it be that Hongzhao little grandson of Prince Yong's mansion?"

"It's possible! Didn't everyone say that he was taken to the palace? It can be seen that the emperor loves this little grandson very much!"

"It turns out that we have been honored by the little emperor's grandson!"

What the common people guessed casually was the real reason for this grand fireworks event. I am afraid that even the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty did not expect this to be the case.

After watching the fireworks, I really went back to the palace.

Holding his puppet that night, Zhao Zhao insisted on climbing onto Huang Mafa's wide dragon bed, and then occupied Huang Mafa's arms, sleeping very sweetly.

"Zhaozhao, it's time to get up." Kangxi, who was in court, patted the little guy's buttocks, and personally called him to get up.

Zhao Zhao said vaguely with his soft nasal voice: "No, I'm sleepy, then... let Zhao Zhao sleep for a while, just for a while~"

Then the little guy got his head under the quilt and continued to sleep soundly.

Kangxi smiled and held his legs exposed outside the quilt, and then scratched the soles of his feet.

"Gluck cluck~"

Zhao Zhao woke up with a smile, he took the initiative to lift the quilt, and then began to struggle to avoid Huang Mafa's hand.

"Itchy~ Zhaozhao is so itchy~~giggle!"

"Are you still in bed?" Kangxi looked at him and asked.

Zhaozhao's eyeballs rolled and rolled, apparently because he wanted to stay in bed in the future.

"Did you forget what you asked Huang Mafa for on New Year's Eve? Huh?"

Zhao Zhao, who has a good memory, remembered it as soon as he thought about it.

"I want Huang Ma to teach Zhao Zhao how to read and write~"

"Yes, this is what you asked for yourself. I didn't force you. It's hard to follow a gentleman's words. Although Zhaozhao is still young, he must keep his word."

"Okay, okay~ I'll just get up~~" Zhao Zhao, who just woke up, spoke especially softly.

Kangxi couldn't help pinching his fleshy faces on both sides, enjoying the soft and sticky feel.

"Huang~Mafa~~" Zhao Zhao's face was crumpled into a ball, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Ahem!" Kangxi coughed twice unnaturally after stopping his hand.

"Hurry up and wash up, and then follow me to the front hall, where the things are quite complete."

"Good~"

After Zhaozhao finished washing and tidying up, Kangxi accompanied him to have some breakfast before going to the front hall hand in hand.

The study room in the front hall is usually the place where Kangxi handles government affairs. Naturally, there are many books, and there is no shortage of pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

There is a small table next to Kangxi's table, on which are three books that should not appear here. Their titles are: "San Zi Jing", "Hundred Family Surnames" and "Thousand Characters" arts".

After sitting down, Zhao Zhao was surprised to find that this set of small tables and chairs matched his height just right.

"Huang Mafa~ When did you prepare this?"

"I ordered them to start preparing after you fell asleep the night you said you wanted to read and write." Kangxi was a man of action.

Zhao Zhao nodded her head, it turned out that she had prepared so early!

"Open it first."

Zhao Zhao obediently opened the cover, and there were densely packed words inside, and there were two completely different fonts on it.

"Huang Mafa, why do they look so different?" Zhao Zhao asked curiously.

"Because these are Manchu and Chinese respectively. When you get older, you still have to learn Mongolian, Tibetan, and Hui. There are so many characters in this world. In addition to the five I just mentioned, there are also three kinds of characters. There are Western languages, and Western languages ​​are divided into several categories, your ninth uncle Yinzhen is quite proficient in Western languages, if you are interested, I will ask him to teach you when the time comes."

Zhao Zhao nodded his head in a daze, already a little dizzy.

"Then let's get started."

Kangxi began to teach Zhaozhao according to the teaching mode in Shangshufang, but his fingers were too small and too soft to hold the pen, so he was not allowed to learn to write.

"At the beginning of human beings, nature is good." Kangxi stopped and looked at the little guy.

Zhao Zhao hurriedly followed up and said: "At the beginning of human beings, nature is kind."

After Kangxi took him to read the first page, he felt satisfied, so he pointed to the simplest word on it and asked him: "What does this word read?"

"No!" Thanks to Zhao Zhao's good memory.

"what about this?"

"No... I don't know~" Zhao Zhao sticks out his little tongue.

For those characters with simple structure and special shape, he recognized them very quickly.Kangxi discovered that Zhaozhao's difficulty lies in that he can't distinguish characters with similar shapes, and often confuses them, and he impatiently learns to recognize characters with too complicated structures.

When he found a difficulty, he naturally had to make a breakthrough in a targeted manner, so Kangxi wrote him a lot of complicated and similar words and put them together for him to memorize, and he started to deal with government affairs by himself.

Zhaozhao's expression changed from being serious at the beginning to sullen later, and then absent-mindedly started paddling for fish, playing with other things, clasping fingers, flipping the pages of the book, anyway, he just didn't study hard.

After Kangxi finished approving the memorial in his hand, he caught a glimpse of the little guy's situation at a glance. He frowned and gave a slightly serious cry.

"Zhao Zhao! What are you doing?"

The guilty Zhao Zhao quickly put his hands behind his back, straightened his waist, and puffed out his small chest.

"I'm...literate!"

Kangxi didn't expose him immediately, but rewrote one of the characters he had just written for him to recognize.

"Then tell me, what does this word read?"

Zhao Zhao slowly pulled the paper with writing on it in front of her, and stared at it, as if it would be afraid of him, as if it would tell him what it read by itself.

Kangxi was amused by his actions, but Zhaozhao's improper attitude towards study was ultimately unacceptable, so he still maintained his expressionless face at this moment.

"It reads...it reads: At the beginning of human beings, nature is good..." Zhao Zhao opportunistically recited the first page of the Three Character Classic that he had just recited.

The words he recited were all correct, and Kangxi was quite happy in his heart.

"So what does it read?" Kangxi asked him again after he stopped.

"Zhao Zhao doesn't know..." Zhao Zhao curled her small mouth in aggrieved manner.

"Didn't I tell you just now?"

"But... they are so difficult to grow... and so similar, Zhao Zhao didn't remember~" Zhao Zhao's small chin began to shake, and there was a bit of embarrassment in those big eyes.

Kangxi continued to say to him earnestly: "Since Zhaozhao, you didn't remember it, why didn't you ask Huang Mafa just now? If you didn't ask, how would you know?"

Zhaozhao's eyes began to get wet, and water vapor gradually gathered.

"But Huang Mafa was just... so busy, she didn't even raise her head... look at Zhao Zhao~" Zhao Zhao looked at Huang Ma Fa's big eyes, which were already dripping with tears.

Kangxi's heart softened immediately, and he stepped forward and hugged the little guy in his arms.

I thought: It’s only the first day, and being able to memorize the first page of the Thousand-Character Classic word for word is already much better than ordinary children.

"Okay, okay, it's Zhao Zhao who is very sensible and didn't bother me, so I don't know. It's okay, I will teach you again, okay? If you can't remember, just ask me in time."

Zhaozhao suppressed tears, and nodded his little head.

This time, I followed it seriously.

They read out one by one, but when Kangxi messed them up and tested them one by one, Zhaozhao got stuck again, and he looked at Kangxi with tears in his eyes rather aggrieved.

Kangxi quickly comforted him and said: "It's okay, if you don't remember it, I will teach you again!"

After teaching it four or five times in a row, Zhao Zhao still couldn't tell who they were.

In the end he couldn't stand it any longer.

"Wow! Why is it so difficult! Zhao Zhao is a big idiot! Wow~"

Zhao Zhao burst into tears.

The cries all spread outside the hall.

Liang Jiugong and the captain of the bodyguard shook at the same time, and they looked at each other.

"What's the matter?" Liang Jiugong was very puzzled.

"Why don't Manager Liang go in and have a look?" the chief guard suggested in a low voice.

"Well, then you stay here and watch."

Liang Jiugong pushed open the door of the hall and went in. Just as he walked in, he saw the familiar little figure crying out of breath.

"Hey! Your Majesty, what's wrong with the little grandson? Why are you crying so sadly?"

It's hard for Kangxi to say that it's because this little guy can't read and write, but he cried out in anger.

So he could only say nothing, and only ordered: "Go and get a glass of clean water, and a clean handkerchief."