Stinky Bao went directly to Qianqing Palace to find Jingyou, the main reason is that if he has a grievance, he will look for his father and mother, and his mother will laugh at him. Then look for my sister, my sister will scold him for being a fool, and it is more reliable to find a father.

At this time, there are still a large number of ministers in the study, who have just finished the court meeting, and now is the normal time to discuss political affairs, Liu Rong's health is better, and Jingyou is not good to go back to accompany his wife and daughter to ride horses at this time every day. They were discussing a big case that caused panic among the people, so even Liu Song, who was not very in love with the DPRK, came.

There was really no place in this palace where he felt he couldn't go, so he stepped on his little short legs and seriously crossed the high threshold. Then I saw the father sitting on the kang, who was desperately holding back the tears just now, and cried out, and then rushed over and hugged Jingyou's thigh.

Liu Wei chased after him tightly and followed. He's small, and it's a bit of a struggle to cross the threshold, but he's got good bones, and he crawled over. patted his body, then looked left and right, and was busy waving at the grandfather of Dali Siqing, and then waving at the uncle of the criminal department, and then finally saw the stinky brother who was crying. A little tangled, and then he waved at Xiao Qianzi, who hurriedly carried him to the kang on the west side, and he pointed to the plate with pastries on the other side.

Xiao Qianzi hurriedly went over to get it for him, and he knelt down at the bottom of the kang table very obediently, and ate the dim sum with happy hands. Xiao Qianzi was busy and asked people to send a cup of goat's milk.

Liu Wei smiled sweetly at Xiao Qianzi, eating very elegantly and quietly, watching Stinky Bao crying in his uncle's arms while eating, he was confused. Although those classmates are not good people. But why is Brother Stinky Bao crying?

"Why don't you disperse?" Dali Siqing Li, Liu Wei's grandfather, was busy smiling at everyone. If you don't give other people's face, you always have to give your own baby Wei'er's face. But why is it that the children on the first day of school today are crying all the time, and the other is sitting here and eating snacks as if they hadn't eaten breakfast. When I go home, I want to ask my daughter what happened to his little baby.

Liu Song also has a black face, and his sister worked hard to give birth to a baby. I actually cried, today I said it was the first day of school, and I ran back crying. Liu Song already had 10,000 grass and mud horses in his head. Of course, when he saw the nephew of the foodie, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was determined to go home and talk to his younger brother about the child's education.

But. Now the other unrelated courtiers have no intention of leaving. And the ones who can stand here are not the fuel-efficient lamps, one by one gossips, everyone knows that today is the day when the emperor's baby goes to school, and they are all waiting to see the jokes. Of course, this will forget the possibility that the youngest son or grandson of their family is also in it.

"Alright...... Baby. What's wrong with you? "Originally, Jingyou wanted to be called Stinky Treasure, but in front of these people. He was also a little embarrassed.

"The teacher doesn't call me by name." Stinky Treasure looked up and looked at his father with tears in his eyes.

"Who?" Jingyou is crazy, what about his son's first day of school, he didn't even name it, what kind of teacher is this?

"And the joke stinky brother! Call him rotten! "Liu Wei's child has always been very accurate, and he will make up for it immediately.

Now Liu Song's face is even darker, whose child is so annoying, his mouth is no longer visible, he has conspiracy theories again, is it that the adults in the family can't look down on his sister, so the child does the same? He's air-conditioned all over now.

So the adults on the left and right all subconsciously hid a little farther away, Lord Liu was so scary.

"Does the teacher dare to call the Six Princes by their nicknames?" Master Li is finally a scholar, his brain is not bad, he is closer to his baby grandson than his own grandson, but his feelings for Stinky Bao are far worse, so he can finally treat it rationally.

"Grandpa, what is a nickname?" Liu Wei was confused.

"Is anyone else following?" Liu Song was annoyed and glared back.

Immediately, the little eunuch who followed Stinky Bao came in, and he was busy explaining the situation, fortunately, he was the person personally selected by Liu Rong, and he also went through the matter, knowing that as long as the matter was explained clearly, the imperial concubine would never kill people for no reason. And the emperor will not easily attack the people of the Yongshou Palace. It's very clear and fair.

Master Li and Liu Song are both masters of solving cases, and they will understand what is going on, and the two of them turned around together, not daring to ask, but they all asked in their eyes.

"You haven't even told the child, what is his name?"

Jing You looked at the sky, didn't he tell his son his name? He thought about it, and it took him a while to remember what the big name of the stinky treasure was. cleared his throat, smiled at Bao'er, and then smirked at the ministers, "Otherwise, Aiqing will go home and report the children's nicknames, they are still children, what are the names, everyone studies together, plays for the sake of cultivating feelings, saying the name, how hurtful feelings." ”

Liu Song now feels that in fact, his child is already very old, but he has asked someone to teach him.

"Grandpa, what's Wei'er's nickname?" Liu Wei was puzzled again, what was his nickname. , does he have a nickname? I didn't even know the daimyo just now.

"Your name is Dog." Jingyou said it as a matter of course.

"Oh, okay." Liu Wei had a good temper and nodded immediately, which was considered to be agreed. As for what he meant by dogs, he really didn't know.

Now the other ministers finally understand that whether Jingyou agrees or not, he has to take a cheap name, just like his stinky treasure, and no one is allowed to laugh at anyone in the future.

Dare to laugh at the six princes of their family, hum, he wants to ensure that other people's children's names are even more ugly.

Lord Li is about to cry, his most precious grandson, the main grandsons are all in office with their sons, and the above two daughters also have children, but they are people's. Only Li Yao lives next door to their house, so Xiao Wei'er is what they look at and look at long.

Their old couple has always felt that their youngest daughter and son-in-law are not very reliable, so they are concentrating on taking care of their little grandson, which is really heartwarming, and now their hearts and livers have been renamed 'dog eggs', and he feels that he can't live anymore. Looking back, everyone was covering their chests, except for Liu Song.

"Liu Song, what is your son going to be called?" Someone unkindly thought.

"He's older, now if he plays, he's better learn by himself." Liu Song said it very reasonably.

"Then the emperor ......," a certain minister immediately stood up.

"I only remember that Luo'er was older than them, and the others were three or four years old, and it was time for fun." Jingyou's eyes flashed, Liu Luo still liked it, and he kept him with him to take care of his son, but now, it's goodbye.

"Be careful not to duplicate names!" Jingyou looked at everyone with a smirk.

"Daddy!" Stinky Treasure hasn't figured out the situation yet. Pulling Daddy's dragon robe, his tears haven't dried yet.

"It's okay baby, when we go back tomorrow, I promise to call you by name." Jingyou picked up his son, kissed him on the little face, and gently assured.

Except for Liu Song, everyone's faces are extremely ugly. (To be continued.) )

PS: Now there is a new counting method in the online literature circle, which is calculated by pear. A pear is 20,000 words, I calculated it, I can only write seventy pears in a year. And then one thought I was filling in, and the other thought I was constantly interrupted, and I couldn't write so much, you say, is it too much, I'm actually a diligent and serious author.