His body smelled of a pigsty, and the brocade and silk on his body had already been replaced by a linen coarse coat, he was very able to adapt to such a place, stepping on pig dung and holding a broom in his hand, and he didn't shout tired at all, and he was still shouting sweetly, "Sister, you are really amazing, did you really make it alone before you beat this?"

The woman had three children, two of whom were about five or six years old, sitting in the gazebo and reciting books, and the older one who was helping the family to repair the roof. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The male owner of the info family is said to have gone to join the army, so the three children were raised by this woman by selling pigs, and they are naturally very capable.

"You were born into a good family. The woman, who was working in the farm, said to him with half her face sideways, "But why should I go to my poor place to do all this dirty work and learn something, but I still have to become an official, and I can't be as unproductive as I am." The woman was chattering, probably to the two children who were about to fall asleep with the book on their backs, and the two children looked at each other and buried themselves in the book.

The little girl ran over, hugged her mother's thigh, and said coquettishly, "Mother, I can't be an official, why do I have to study like my brother?" The woman gently touched her head, then shook her head, and looked at the boy in the pavilion who was almost asleep.

sighed, "Yes, my little sister can't afford to go to a private school anymore, so why don't you just help my mother work?"

"Sister, I know a little bit about this Chinese character poem, or I'll try it. ”

The woman looked at him with disdain, "Forget it, if you had this ability, you would have been an official in the court a long time ago, why bother to fall to this point, or quickly clean up this pig for me!"

"Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining. He leaned his head close to the child's book and said slowly, "A thousand words...... Eldest sister, do you have pen and ink at home?" the woman was stunned, cleaned up her things, and took out a brush from the house that was still forked, the barrel was very smooth, as if it had been used for a long time.

Yu Qian took the pen and wrote the sixteen words on the yellowed rice paper. The women on the side were almost stunned, and the two children leaned their heads and stared curiously at the big characters on the rice paper.

"Mother, the uncle's handwriting is really good, better than the gentleman in the private school. Mr. Private School said that his word is comparable to Wang Xizhi's, isn't the word uncle even more powerful than Wang Xizhi!"

Yu Qian put the pen aside, squatted down and looked at the girl and said, "Little sister, you can't call me uncle in the future, you have to call my brother if you want to call me, you know?" The girl turned her head, ignored him, and continued to look at the word on her stomach, carefully touching every stroke, as if she saw a fresh plaything and couldn't put it down.

"Give it to me!" The boy's strength was greater, and he pulled the word aside and looked at it himself, "Little sister, you don't want to learn, or give it to me!"

"Second brother, this is written to me by the uncle! How can you snatch the little sister's things!" the girl walked back and forth beside him, but he stretched out his hand to lift the word high, how could he reach those little short hands? The woman picked her up as she looked at Yu Qian and shook her head helplessly.

He suddenly remembered something, drew a horizontal line in the blank space of the rice paper, and asked, "Do you remember what the first four characters of the thousand-character text were?"

The girl stopped crying and replied first, "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang!"

"Hmm. He wrote the word heaven above the horizontal line and the word earth below, "The sky is blue-black, and the earth is earthy." This is the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth. ”

"That brother, what does the universe mean?" the boy also leaned over with great interest.

"Huainanzi" says that the upper and lower four directions are called Yu, and they have been called Zhou throughout the ages. He drew a random bowl in the shape of a scoop and continued, "The cosmic desolation refers to the formation of the universe in a state of chaos and obscurantism. Space and time are infinite, it is bigger than the whole jade, wider than the whole world, it is longer than a day, it is earlier than people appear. ”

The woman looked at him in astonishment, and asked carefully, "Are you right?"

Fengchen finally couldn't help but stand up at this time and said, "My son-in-law received the best education in Yudu, if what he said was wrong, then any private school in Yudu could not be right." ”

"It sounds so good, why should you be reduced to the same situation as us when you are so talented?" the woman said, after pulling the two children, "this book still has to be read in a private school, and if you want to, stay here and raise pigs, and if you don't like it, then go elsewhere to find a job!"

"You!" Fengchen wanted to step forward to theorize, but was pulled by Yu Qian, his expression seemed to be silent for a moment, and then showed an indifferent attitude, "The eldest sister misunderstood, I just want to continue to stay in Yudu, and whatever work is the same for me." Naturally, if there is anything these two children don't understand, they can come and ask me!"

The woman gave him the bucket of swill, and it smelled disgusting, and he frowned slightly, but gladly accepted, turned around, and went on feeding the snorting piglets in the pigsty. Fengchen didn't understand, why did the prince choose to endure humiliation and choose to give up on himself in such a place, could it be that he didn't want to return to the imperial city and get back those things that belonged to him?

Maybe Fengchen never understood what Yu Qian thought in his heart, what did he want in this life? Not imperial power, not beauty? What is the meaning of staying in Yudu?

"Fengchen, how happened to the movement where I asked you to check on Aheng yesterday?" he scooped up a spoonful of swill and handed it in the direction of the piglet, who let out a snorting sound, and his voice was so low that it was almost buried in the sound of the pigs.

"Your Highness, the second prince stayed in the imperial city for a long time yesterday, but he didn't hear any news about the establishment of the prince promulgated by the Holy Lord. Your Highness is going to act?" Feng Chen said, and the swill in his hand was poured out, and then many little piglets were humming beside him.

There was still a cold smile on his face, and then he said in an indifferent tone, "If Ah Heng really has the ability to be the king of the jade capital and seek the benefit of the people, I can naturally return to the countryside and feed the pigs." ”

"And what if he doesn't?"

The sneer on his face froze, and then a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, "I am willing to give it up today, and he will take it all back one day." Fengchen seemed to suddenly understand what his master wanted, not the unattainable status, nor the identity of the people, if the people were well, he would rather feed pigs here in this life to make a living, but if the second prince could not do better than him, he would definitely get all this back.

This is the prince admired by Fengchen, and it is also the unchanging belief of the prince himself.