C9

Lady Xue suddenly thought of Yu Yun doing two things for the first time today. One of them was saying something over four words, while the other one was giving a string of beads to Du Weizhao.

Thinking of Zhu Zhu, she straightened her body and said to Ju Xiang, "Go and summon one of Brother Yun's servants over."

Madam Xue carefully asked her son about the events of the past few days. She heard the wet nurse say, "Young master has finished studying in the past few days and likes to rummage through the beads in the box. When he sees something shining, he pinches it and plays with it for a bit. After a while, the servant will serve young master to sleep."

"There was a string of obsidian beads, remember?"

"I remember, the young master only took it and looked, and didn't wear it, because it was given by a noble. I put it in a box alone, and this morning the young master asked for it, and the servant put it in his purse."

"En, I'll give that pearl to someone else today. I'll rush him to come over and pick a string of beads to make up for it."

Mrs. Xue was stunned for a moment. A child who was not even five years old yet, what kind of thoughts could he have? Lady Xue felt that this was impossible, as Ji Yunshu had seen many children of the same age as her in the capital city. She had seen many children of the same age as her, better looking than Wei Zhao, with gentle personalities.

Furthermore, the Du Family only had Wei Zhao, so it seemed that she would have to depend on her future retirement. Even if she and the Du Family were cousins, the Xue Family would never be able to marry into a branch family like the Du Family.

However, Big Chao Yun truly did treat Wei Zhao differently. How could Wei Zhao be any different from other people if he treated him differently?

Yes, what's the difference?

Wei Zhao was just a little girl, at most he was a little more sensible. He had seen a lot of peasant children, Lady Xue, so the Du Family shouldn't be that poor. Even though her clothes were sewn at an average level, the material was good.

Lady Xue was a bit self-confident, but she didn't have much of an opinion on the subject. Du Su didn't have any intention of fawning over her at all. She only treated them as relatives from the past.

Furthermore, Wei Zhao was much bigger than Zhao Yun …

Lady Xue sat up straight. Luckily, Lan Xiang never had long nails, otherwise she might have been able to cut her skin.

However, she wasn't paying attention to all of this right now. Her mind was filled with the words, "She is the ninth day of the ninth month …"

Nine is the number of the Yang, and the Sun and the Moon should be united.

He didn't expect Wei Zhao to have such a good birthday.

While Lady Xue was thinking about Wei Zhao, Spring Flower was also inquiring about her family's guests at the Du Family.

Du Su grabbed a handful of fruit for the spring flowers. At first, they were embarrassed to accept it, but it was still Wei Zhao who took her hand and gave it to her.

Spring Flower ate and chatted with Wei Zhao. Wei Zhao didn't want to eat the sweet seed, so he held a handful of locust flowers and chewed on them one by one.

"That little brother of today is so handsome …"

Wei Zhao: "Oh." The elm should be here by now, right? "

Spring Flower said, "Uh, this one is still too tender. Once it is steamed, it will become water. I'll need at least two more days."

"If you don't steamed it, it would be good to eat it raw, no? Shall we go and pick some tomorrow? "

Spring Flower nodded. Wei Zhao turned to her mother and asked, "Mother, where is that hook that you used to pull the locust flower from?"

Du Su came out of the house and pointed to the corner of the wall. "Tomorrow, when your father comes back, he will bring all of you with him."

It's so painful to take a day off and start school again!

It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer. The morning breeze was a bit chilly, so Wei Zhao didn't want to come out.

Du Su prepared a meal and carried it to the brick bed. "You want to eat first before getting up?"

Wei Zhao hurriedly stood up, "Wash your face first."

As usual, he was the last one to enter the academy. Mr. Qian had arranged an hour for him, so Du Su only thought that as long as he advanced into the classroom at this hour, he wouldn't be late.

After eating the noodles and poached eggs in the morning, Dusu didn't want to add any salt or give her any extra cilantro. Wei Zhao was only able to eat a small bowl and was already full.

He was full when he left the house. After an hour and a half, he started to get hungry …

When Mr. Qian heard that she had memorized a section of the book, he was just about to explain it to her when Wei Zhao's stomach made a sound.

"Follow me."

Actually, he had brought some snacks with him, but when he heard that Wei Zhao had entertained Xue Chaoyun at home yesterday, he was a little jealous, so he didn't give them to her in time. If Wei Zhao was punished by Teacher … Ji Ming was depressed, but Qiao Yun was smiling from ear to ear.

Xue Chaoyun glanced at Wei Zhao's empty seat, then lowered his head and began to read.

Mr. Qian lived in a small courtyard behind the academy. As an old man who wasn't good at cooking, he hired a servant woman to cook for him for three meals a day. Mr. Qian led Wei Zhao to a stone table in the courtyard.

The food box was very exquisite, and it looked very high-end! It definitely wasn't a street stall.

Mr. Qian took out a plate of dessert. Wei Zhao looked down — there were actually three!

Wei Zhao looked carefully. One should be peanut kernel, while the other was dates. They were red dates, the last one she didn't recognize.

Mr. Qian pushed the plate in front of her and poured another cup of water. Unlike his usual seriousness, he looked at her with a "love", "Eat, eat."

Wei Zhao stood up and saluted. "Thank you, Sir."

Unlike most other kids her age, she had never been interested in sweets since childhood, but now that she was hungry, and since it was a high-end dish brought by her husband, Wei Zhao picked up a peanut and slowly ate it. Unexpectedly, the taste was good.

In the evening, Mr. Qian wrote home with tears in his eyes. He asked Emperor Qing if he remembered the day when he was still studying, when he was hungry and the palace maid brought him three types of snacks. What kind of snacks did he eat?

Emperor Qinghe quickly replied. In truth, he didn't like either of them. Because he was very hungry, he had to force himself to eat a few mouthfuls. The other two didn't even move.

When Mr. Qian wrote again, there was only one sentence, "Wei Zhao is undoubtedly an Emperor." Even the taste was the same as His Majesty's.

When he received Mr. Qian's letter, he was overjoyed for half a day. In response, he said, "It's not good for her to eat too much salt. I'll find an imperial physician to take a pulse for you, and let Wei Zhao take a look as well."

Mr. Qian twitched his mouth. Was it for Wei Zhao to take a look, and also for him to take his pulse?

He liked to eat salty things and barely touched dessert. However, if he didn't like fruit, he would eat sugar, but he liked to nibble on sugar cane. Recently, he fell in love with sophora flower and elm money …

The eunuch in the royal kitchen was on the verge of tears. Your Majesty, what are you eating? It's something poor people eat when they can't even afford to eat! Besides, where did he go to pick up the locust flowers?

Of course, Wei Zhao didn't know anything about the Emperor's mischief. She only felt that her teacher had been treating her a little too well recently.

She left her at school yesterday and told her mother that she had to eat more in the morning. Otherwise, she would get hungry before noon.

She went back to ask Wei Zhao to stand on the ground. She sat up straight and asked, "Sis Zhao, when mother asked you, you wanted to speak the truth, but you were being naughty in the academy?"

Wei Zhao puffed his cheeks and shook his head.

"Mother knows that you don't like to learn this, and Mother doesn't care about that Laozi. However, in this world, there are always benefits in knowing more. Mother only hopes that you won't be blind, lest the other party sell it and help you count the money."

Knowing his daughter as a mother, the Du Family knew that Wei Zhao did not like to study.

However, the benefits of learning had all been noticed by Du Su's family, and Wei Zhao was more sensible and more stable than before. In the past, he had spent most of his time with the Spring Flower to catch loaches, find tadpoles, or play with mud and mixed it into mud everyday in order to return. Even under her watchful eyes, he had the ability to turn himself into dust.

Even if she and Boss Du were to know him, they would still feel happy in their hearts. Those articles Wei Zhao had written, regardless of how she spoke, each one of them made sense. The husband and wife naturally knew that their teacher was truly capable.

The day quickly turned to April, and the weather gradually became hotter. The new clothes, which had only been worn once before, were not kept by the Du Family, so they were taken out to be worn by Wei Zhao.

"Today is your grandmother's anniversary celebration, what about you, little girl? There are a lot of lonely ghosts in the cemetery, so you can only bow to your mother a few times in the yard. Your father and I are going to school for one day, and once we release the school, we will see if we follow the teacher or go to your aunt's house." Lady Xue had finally found a mansion and settled down some time ago. It wasn't too far from the Du Family, and Wei Zhao had followed the Du Family once. As a guest and with a lot of rules, it was fine if she tolerated it.

"I'm following Teacher. Mother, you can go say a few words to Teacher." Wei Zhao held her mother's hand, squinting in the warm sun.

"Of course." Du Su knew that Wei Zhao wasn't a member of the Du Family, and naturally didn't want to take her to her mother-in-law's grave. She knew that Wei Zhao wasn't of the Du Family, and naturally didn't want to take her to her mother-in-law's grave.

When Mr. Qian heard what Du Su said, he readily agreed. Originally, Mrs. Du Su was worried that Mr. Qian was too old-fashioned and would force her to go to the grave. Unexpectedly, when Mr. Qian heard that she would come later to pick up Wei Zhao, he immediately nodded his head and agreed.

Unfortunately, she thought about the reason why she came here.

After leaving school, Wei Zhao sat down at the table and didn't move. Ji Ming was just about to call out to her, when Teacher came in, "Wei Zhao has left his endorsement."

Wei Zhao waved towards Ji Ming, gesturing for him to look at Ji Quan, who was standing outside the door.