"Master Hou, this Linglong Pavilion has many semicolons all over the country. The princess said, each of these semicolons has a part of the marquis. The butler said respectfully.

Yan Ming was grateful to Princess Pingyang from the bottom of his heart.

"Is the princess in there?" Yan Ming asked.

"The princess is in the innermost room on the third floor, and at this time she should accompany the little marquis to read and write!" The housekeeper continued: "The princess said, after letting the Hou Ye come, go up directly." The little ones won't accompany them. ”

Yan Ming nodded, and accompanied by the housekeeper, walked into the Linglong Pavilion.

On the first floor, there is a huge hall.

There are a few coiling dragon pillars, and it is estimated that only Princess Pingyang dares to use this kind of royal totem like this. However, if Liu Che didn't also own shares here, I'm afraid he wouldn't have let people use the dragon totem casually.

The tables and chairs in the hall are all brand new, and the carvings on them are even more delicate.

Yan Ming held these tables and chairs with his hands, all kinds of wood. In every small corner of the furniture, there is a line of delicate small words: Linglong Pavilion produces the royal system.

And below this line of words, there is a dragon carved in relief.

That's a trademark.

Yan Ming sighed. I didn't expect Princess Pingyang to develop to such a point and make Linglong Pavilion a brand.

He walked up the stairs, and on the second floor, there were private rooms for reception. These private rooms are separated by screens.

The advantage of this is that it is separated by a screen, and it becomes a separate private room. If you want this to be a hall, you just need to take apart the screen, and it will be a spacious hall.

It should be said that the screen on the second floor is really very distinctive, and at first glance it is carefully created by a skilled craftsman.

The whole first and second floors are filled with the aroma of wood.

These furniture are pure wood furniture without any chemicals. This kind of woody fragrance is the best woody fragrance, which makes Yan Ming breathe a little greedily.

Seeing the stairs leading to the third floor, Yan Ming's heartbeat accelerated a little.

"That kid can already read and write!" Yan Ming said inwardly.

"Master Hou, go up. Little Hou Ye's schoolwork should be coming to an end. The butler said in the back.

Yan Ming nodded and walked up.

As he walked upward, the woody scent became weaker and weaker, but there was more ink scent.

When I poked my head out of the stairs on the third floor, I saw that the entire third floor turned out to be a hall, and in this hall, thick papers were hung everywhere. There's a lot of handwriting on it.

Yan Ming looked over one by one, and saw that the words were very regular at first, and even looked like the thin gold body written by himself.

But the more I looked back, the more scribbled the handwriting became, and even some of them turned out to be just some horizontal hooks and the like.

Yan Ming looked at it, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Among these handwritings, those that are poorly written, scribbled, and look messy, such paper looks a little old.

And the neat ones, the paper looks new.

Yan Ming walked to the edge of a paper that looked the most neat, sniffed the ink on the paper lightly, and shook his head.

"This one was newly written by Shi Er." A faint voice sounded behind Yan Ming.

Yan Ming suddenly turned around, and saw Princess Pingyang behind her, who didn't know when she came out, and the child she was holding in her hand.

It was a child with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but he really had seven points like Yan Ming and three points like Princess Pingyang. There is no trace of it that looks like Pingyang Hou Cao Shou.

"Mother, who is he?" The child Cao Shi looked at Yan Ming and asked in a milky voice.

Yan Ming squatted down and looked at Xiao Cao Shi in front of him. A small face, although still with baby fat. But the smile that should have been childish showed a hint of civility.

"Shi'er, how old did you start reading and writing?" Yan Ming stretched out his hand, touched Cao Shi's little face, and asked with a smile.

Cao Shi took a step back, although he didn't dodge Yan Ming's hand, he was a little unhappy, but he still said patiently: "I don't remember either, when I can remember things, I have been reading and reading." My mother said that when I became more literate, she would find me the best teacher in the world and teach me personally. ”

"The best teacher in the world!" Yan Ming looked up at Princess Pingyang.

Pingyang's eyes have not left since Yan Ming appeared.

At this time, seeing Yan Ming looking over, a smile bloomed on his face, and he said, "Shi'er, the best teacher in the world is in front of you, and he doesn't bow down yet." ”

When Cao Shi heard this, he looked at Yan Ming in surprise, although he had simple questions in his young heart, he still obeyed his mother's words, knelt down obediently, and kowtowed respectfully to Yan Ming.

"This-" Yan Ming saw that the etiquette of the child's kowtow was not to worship the teacher, but to kowtow only to the father.

Pingyang said on the side: "The best teacher, like a father. This gift should have been given to you by him. ”

Yan Ming sighed and resisted the urge to help Cao Shi up.

After the child kowtowed, Yan Ming helped Cao Shi up, hugged him in his arms, and asked with a smile: "Are you willing to learn from me?" ”

Cao Shi blinked, nodded for a while and said, "Mother said that you are the best teacher, that can't be wrong." ”

"Go ahead, play with your Uncle Lin. Mother and teacher have something to say. Princess Pingyang said.

Cao Shi nodded obediently, walked down the stairs, and looked back at Yan Ming.

After Cao Shi left, Yan Ming turned his face to Princess Pingyang.

"Do you want to see people when you've seen enough children?" Princess Pingyang said angrily, but her tone was a little shy.

Yan Ming took her hand and looked at Princess Pingyang's face that she hadn't seen for many years by the candle light upstairs.

The princess hasn't changed much, just a little thin.

"You've lost a lot." Yan Ming said.

"Being a father and a mother again, can you not reduce it!" Pingyang said with a sigh.

"There are so many nurses and servants, you don't have to." Yan Ming said.

"His father was an academic. I don't want him to fall into my father's name. Naturally, you have to cultivate it yourself. Princess Pingyang looked at Yan Ming with affection in her eyes, and then said: "What's more, he looks very similar to you." Seeing him is the same as seeing you. ”

Yan Ming's nose was sour, a princess, a woman with fine clothes and food, actually took her children for five years for herself.

He stretched out his hand and took Princess Pingyang in his arms.

Princess Pingyang has not allowed men to get close to her for many years, but now she is a little unaccustomed to it. Both hands tried to push Yan Ming away, but he was hugged even tighter by his strong arms.

After struggling a few times, Princess Pingyang's hand was placed on Yan Ming's body, and the two hugged each other tightly.

(Thank you Tangmen Brothers for your continuous tip.) Good work! ）