A moment later, Qi Jin stood up, looked at Rong Lu, who was sitting in the second seat, and asked, "Rong Lu, you and the big brother are a master. Can you understand?" while talking, he pointed his finger to the book on the table of the second brother. Although his strength was not great, he still made a sound of 'Dong, Dong Dong'.

"Report back to your father, and your ministers know something." Ning Lan looked at the black ink on Rong Lu's face and smiled secretly. Rong Lu saw Ning Lan laughing secretly and smiled clearly.

Qi Ji took a panoramic view, but pretended not to see it. He asked quite seriously, "Rong Lu, what do you think of 'jade is not cut, not made into a weapon. People don't learn, don't know righteousness'

Ronglu's young face was slightly frozen. After thinking for a moment, he said, "report back to my father and Emperor. My children and ministers think jade is the same as people, but it's different."

Qi Ji looked at Xiang Ronglu suspiciously: "Oh? Tell me."

"My son believes that the similarities lie in: first, they both need to be polished to make a difference. Second, the difference is that if jade is not carved, its nature will never change; otherwise, people's habits are most vulnerable to the changes of external things. If they can't hone themselves all the time and improve their academic cultivation and moral connotation, it's very difficult It's possible to abandon a gentleman and become a villain. "

"Good, good! Good! Both of you are right. My father and Emperor are very happy! Ha ha..." after hearing Ronglu's words, Qi Ji laughed with loud approval.

Then, Qi Ji lowered his head with a warm smile and asked Ning Lan, "Lan'er, do you know?"

"Father emperor, my son and minister will know later." Ning Lan said while playing with Qi Ji's fingers.

"Why later?"

"Because my ministers will read a lot of books in the future, just like the emperor's brother, that will be known."

Qi Ji said happily, "well, you must learn more from your brother in the future."

"Well, my son knows." while talking, Ning Lan picked up the brush and wanted to draw a circle on Qi Ji's face with the pen in her hand, but Qi Ji easily avoided it and robbed Ning Lan's pen, so Ning Lan could only mutter angrily.

That year, Ning Lan knew the three character Sutra. Although she didn't know what it meant, she knew that her father would be very happy to know the Sutra. Since then, Ning Lanxi fell in love with the book.