Chapter 907, The third princess educates the children
The personal eunuchs all laughed.
The secret emperor and the third princess are exactly the same. They are the most duplicitous.
He replied with a smile and told Mr. Zhong about the matter.
Mr. Zhong also laughed after reading the letter and told Little Piggy.
“Your maternal grandfather and your mother are of the same character, they talk the talk and mean the things they mean.”
Little Piggy covered her mouth and laughed, "They are so stupid."
Mr. Zhong also laughed, "Yes. So stupid. Don't follow your mother's example in the future. You are a fool."
Little Piggy nodded obediently, "Yeah, I don't want to learn, I'm a smart kid."
Mr. Zhong looked at his son's cute little face and smiled with fatherly love.
“After my sister is born, if you are nice to her, she will be nice to you. Love is mutual.”
Little Piggy nodded firmly, "Okay, I'm good to my sister, and my sister is good to me."
As soon as the third princess came in, she saw them talking about her sister. She looked down at her belly and spoiled the atmosphere and said, "But why do I feel like she is my son?"
Zhong Dashao;
“Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t know how to speak, and be careful to let the Lady Send-off hear you.”
He has thought about it all, and adding a daughter to the baby, a son and a daughter, just makes up a good word.
The third princess does not care about the gender of the child, as long as the child is healthy.
But seeing the nervous look on Young Master Zhong’s face, he could only hold back what he said, “I’m hungry and want something spicy.”
Hearing this, Young Master Zhong was very happy. "Okay, okay, I'll do it for you right away. You can study with your son first, and you'll be fine in a while."
Speaking, he gave her the book and asked her to teach Little Piggy how to read.
Xiaozhuzhu is now learning the Three Character Classic, and he can basically read it. We can also start teaching him how to read.
The third princess asked him to recite the Three Character Sutra, so Little Piggy put his hands on his back and started reading while shaking his head.
“When people are born, their nature is good. Their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart~”
The little one carries it in a decent manner.
The third princess asked him, "What does the beginning of a human being mean?"
Little Piggy replied cutely, "It's the first time after birth, the beginning of human nature."
This is what Mr. Zhong explained to him, and he has written it down.
The third princess nodded with satisfaction, "Then how many words can you recognize?"
“Write it to me.”
The third princess took him to the study room and said with a heroic gesture, "Prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone yourself."
Little Piggy has become accustomed to being independent and self-reliant with her mother, so she climbed up on the chair and arranged the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
“Mom, help me grind it.”
Normally, all the young masters grind it for him, and today my mother is no exception.
The third princess was satisfied with this trivial matter, so she rolled up her sleeves and polished it for him.
Little Piggy started writing on it, "人~,之~,初~."
These three words are easy to write, but it is a little more difficult to write the words "nature is good".
When he wrote about kindness, he thought about it for a long time. The third princess frowned and asked, "How long does it take to think about the word kindness?"
She can already write half of the Three Character Classic at the age of three. Why is this kid so stupid?
Little Piggy looked up at her and explained, "Daddy said to take your time, don't be in a hurry."
The third princess was dissatisfied with this idea and said to him, "Don't listen to your father and stop talking nonsense. Boys are too stupid to make money. I will teach you how to write it once. Remember it all and don't forget it again."
As he spoke, he started writing like a dragon and a phoenix.
She writes very quickly and fills a whole page in one go. Then he handed it to Little Piggy, "Read it once and write it down, and then write it down yourself."
Piggy took the piece of paper with the scrawled font and frowned, "Mom, your handwriting is too ugly, I can't understand it."
Three princesses? ? ?
“My handwriting is ugly? Where is it ugly?”
You brat, do you have any vision?
Her words are hard to come by in the capital, but her idiot son thinks she is ugly?
“How did your father teach you? I’ve tried not to write cursive script, but I’ve already written cursive script for you and you still can’t read it?”
If she writes in cursive, wouldn’t this kid not be able to read a single word? It's so stupid.
Xiao Zhuzhu took a closer look and felt that the characters were clearly in cursive script, with flying dragons and phoenixes, but there was no running script at all.
The third princess was furious when she saw that he was stupid and still refused to admit it. "I will write another one for you so that you can see what real cursive writing is."
Speaking, he picked up the pen and wrote a page for him. This time it was indeed more scrawled than the last one.
“Choose, which one you want to copy.”
Little Piggy frowned and looked embarrassed, "But I can't understand both of them."
“Dad said that you should learn slowly, not quickly, but steadily. You are making things difficult for me.”
He has just learned to hold a pen, and it is already remarkable that he can write twenty words without making mistakes.
His mother suddenly wrote something in cursive for him, and he couldn't even read it, let alone copy it.
The third princess was dissatisfied with how useless he was, and said angrily, "Your uncle was able to write a three-character classic at your age, and you are so proud that you only know twenty characters??"
In her opinion, he should be able to practice martial arts and literature at the age of three, but she didn't expect that this kid is still so soft and cute, with no masculinity at all.
"Starting from tomorrow, you will write three hundred words for me every day. No repetitions or typos. Do you remember?"
Little Piggy curled her lips and said aggrievedly, "Three hundred words are too many."
He only writes twenty words every day, and he always writes the same words to consolidate, but his mother wants him to write three hundred words a day without repeating the same thing, which is too difficult for him.
The third princess was troubled by such a small question, and said, "It's only three hundred words, and you're scared? Are you still not my son?"
Why is he not like her at all? He is neither masculine nor manly, nor has he any willpower.
It’s just three hundred words and you’re crying, what does it look like?
Little Piggy was devalued by his own mother and became worthless. His eyes burst into tears and he said, "I won't tell you~"
After saying that, he jumped off the chair and didn’t want to learn anymore.
But the third princess didn't let him go. She picked it up and put it on a chair. "Why go? I haven't written any words yet. Three hundred words, not a single word less. Start writing."
She was so ruthless, fierce, and more serious than usual. It made Little Piggy scared and sad. She immediately opened her little mouth and said, "Wow!!"
He cried.
The crying was so loud that Young Master Zhong heard it while he was cooking fish heads with peppers, and hurriedly came up.
He had a knife in his hand and an apron on his body, and he ran up quickly.
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong? Why are you crying? Did you fall?”
Piggy Pig rarely cries unless he is particularly sad.
Young Master Zhong thought he had fallen and hurriedly looked over, only to see Little Piggy sitting on a chair and crying loudly, with tears falling from his eyes, as if he had encountered something grief-stricken.
“He put down the knife, wiped his hands, and hugged him quickly, “What’s going on?” Why are you crying? Did your mother hit you? "
He couldn't think of anything else but this.
The third princess angrily said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't hit him. It was obvious that he was useless."
She is already good-tempered enough and won't hit or scold him. If it wasn't her biological son, she wouldn't have such patience. She would still practice calligraphy with him here.
(End of this chapter)