The eighth prince is in his own palace, looking through the play book, the more he looks at it, the more headaches he gets, there are private lifelong, there are red apricots out of the wall, there are in-laws who don't like to be divorced, there are those who cut meat and filial piety, anyway, there are strange things that can be found in the folk, but there is no such generation, what can I do. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After reading the book for a few days, the more I read it, the more anxious I became, and the more anxious I was. The Eighth Emperor angrily pushed the notebook, leaned his head back on the chair, Dong Gui hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "Your Highness, I'll take a break and look at it again, I've been watching it all morning today, and I'll continue to read it after I have lunch and rest."

Seeing that the eighth prince didn't make a sound, Dong Gui quietly retreated again, the master has been strange recently, he ran the garden a while ago and went to the garden less often, and he was still painting in the house, and he burned it after the painting, and I didn't even let the confidants around me see it. Dong Gui is depressed, the master no longer tells himself everything, and he avoids himself sneaking around and doesn't know what he is doing, so how can the Sprinkle family explain to the emperor.

When the emperor went in, he saw the eighth prince sitting on a chair with his back facing the sky, and thought that he was tired of seeing that he closed his eyes and let his eyes rest, so he smiled and said: "That's right, you will rest when you see the meeting, and you have to go out for a walk, why did my father hear that you haven't been out of the house for several days?"

When the eighth prince saw that it was his father and queen mother, he got up and saluted, and called his father and queen mother in a sullen voice, and then he was silent.

The emperor saw that he was loveless, it was strange, he usually saw him with a hippie smile on his face, and the queen also nervously stepped forward and touched the forehead of the eighth prince, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with the little eight?

Turning his head and saying sharply to Dong Gui, "Did you ask the imperial doctor?"

Frightened, Dong Gui knelt down and kowtowed, and said: "Back to the queen's mother, the master is not sick, but he has read too many books."

The queen still reprimanded: "When you are a slave, you don't know how to persuade your master?"

The eighth prince stopped the queen, deliberately scolded Dong Gui harshly: "Don't go down and pour tea", and said to the queen: "Queen Mother, don't blame him, it's the son who is thinking about the problem"

The queen smiled and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, our little eight is now grown up, and we can still think about problems, is it possible to write a play book to please your father's concern?"

The eighth prince helped the queen to do a good job, and after listening to the queen mother's words, he had an idea, and said with a smile: "The queen mother still understands me, isn't it, I originally wanted to hide it from my father and queen mother, but now let the queen mother say it, and this surprise will be gone."

The emperor looked at the little son who was hiding in the house to read the play book and pondering to write a play book in order to surprise himself, and his heart was as comfortable as if he had ironed, and the emperor said to the eighth prince gently: "It's good that the little eight has this heart, but don't burn your body for this, then your mother will blame your father."

The queen glanced at the emperor with disgust and said: "This is also the filial piety of being a son, and the emperor can just bear it."

The emperor smiled happily and said, "Since you have told your mother to break it, Xiaoba will tell your father what kind of script you want to write?"

The eighth prince said: "The son wants to write about filial piety, this heaven and earth are big, filial piety is the first, the father gives birth to the son and the grandson, so there is an endless generation of descendants, so this filial piety to the elders is the most important."

The emperor nodded approvingly: "Xiaoba said well, that's the case, you see that this Analect has a special chapter on filial piety, which dynasty and which generation advocate filial piety to rule the world, it can be seen that filial piety is the most important thing to be a human being."

The eighth prince's heart moved, and he hurriedly said: "The son is to write a book about the filial piety to his parents that is happening in our dynasty now, so as to show that under the benevolent government of my dynasty, not only the people live and work in peace and contentment, but also have filial sons and daughters in the family in terms of virtue."

The queen was also interested in hearing this, and hurriedly asked, "Which one does Hachi want to write?"

The Eighth Prince said: " A while ago, my son went to the bookstore, and when he came out, he felt thirsty, so he went to the teahouse, and I heard someone say that this filial piety is really Xuanping Houfu, and Hou Ye tightened his belt for his mother's peace of mind, so that everyone in Houfu was thrifty, and Mrs. Xianshu, who had been filial to her mother-in-law for many years, was able to recover to be able to walk and speak neatly after a stroke, all of which were the credit of Mrs. Xianshu's care day and night in the past few yearsFather's view, that's why the youngest son born to Mrs. Xianshu will be accepted as a closed disciple by the Eight Idiot Masters, and a child who has just reached the full moon can become his father's junior disciple, what a blessing it is."

The emperor nodded again and again when he heard this, and after listening, he said regretfully: "It's a pity that the Eight Idiot Master no longer lets me call him a master, otherwise I can always be filial, one day as a teacher and a lifelong father, when your father was about the same age as you, your grandfather passed away, your grandmother has been in poor health since she was frightened that year, and your mother takes care of her every day, not to mention, your mother is also a filial daughter-in-law, I just regret that I can't give my master filial piety."

Since the eighth prince heard his father say that he was no longer a disciple of the eight idiots, his brain lit up, and he didn't hear what the father said in his ears at all, until the father said the last sentence of regret that he could not give the eight idiots filial piety, and the heart was like a lamp suddenly appeared in the dark, and the light appeared, so happy that the eighth prince wanted to hug his father and the emperor.

The emperor saw that the eighth prince was demented again, and stretched out his hand to shake it in front of his eyes, the eighth prince was stunned, and smiled at the emperor: "Then I will go to do my filial piety for the emperor."

The emperor asked, "Why do you do your filial piety for your father?"

The eighth prince said with a smile: "If my son worships the master as a master, he will be filial to me in the future."

The queen said: "Isn't that nonsense? Your father has already worshipped the mage as a teacher before, and if you go again, will you let your father call you a junior brother?"

The emperor also laughed, and at this moment he had the idea of promoting narrowness, so he said to his son: "It's okay, anyway, the mage doesn't admit that he is my master, as long as Xiaoba can accept the mage as a disciple, why not if I recognize Xiaoba as a junior brother?"

After the emperor finished speaking, he laughed, and thought to himself, this stubborn monk, let my son be embarrassed and embarrassed, and you should be my master when the time comes.

The eighth prince didn't know that this was his father's joke, and he was overjoyed, knelt down and said to the emperor: "Father, it's decided, and you can't regret it then."

The emperor didn't believe that the eight idiots would accept disciples at all, and said with a smile: "Don't regret it, with your mother as a witness, your father's golden words and jade words, how can there be a word that doesn't count?"

The eighth prince got up and stuck to the queen, and said with a smile: "The queen mother will be facing her son when she arrives."

The queen looked at the emperor's rare intentional joke, and also smiled: "That must be towards Xiaoba, how do you let the mage accept you as a disciple?"

The eighth prince smiled proudly, winked at the queen, and said, "This will be kept secret."

The emperor looked at his son's laughter, and thought to himself that this stupid son doesn't know what kind of character the idiot is, no matter what, let him touch the wall.

After the eighth prince happily sent off his father and mother, he jumped up when he returned to the house, and turned back and forth, thinking worriedly to Dong Gui, did the master have a problem with his brain when he read the book?