It wasn't until the afternoon when the sun was high that the wind woke up.

She's hungry... It's time to forage for food.

As soon as I arrived at the kitchen door, I heard Lu Xiangxu talking to Qingluan, who sat there without speaking, looking at the door.

Dressed in white, this kid is still good-looking. Even if it looks more sickly, it still has to be taken care of.

Looking at the shadow at the door, "My lord, you're back." ”

Feng Mengmeng nodded and looked at Qingluan.

"The kid doesn't eat, and he says his name is Qingluan. No matter what I say, he won't eat it, and he will have to wait for you to come back. ”

Feng Mengmeng nodded at Lu Xiang, and pulled Qingluan to the main hall to wait.

With this child, it is impossible for him to return to his room to eat, leaving him alone outside.

"My lord, I've got something for him. Your new sheets and bedding are ready for your door, do you want to help? ”

Feng Mengmeng shook her head and began to move her chopsticks. I'm so hungry. She can't eat fast, and she will stretch people. But it's too slow, and I can't stand the hunger in my stomach. On this elegant shelf, a chopstick is put into the bowl with a chopstick.

After he finished eating, he began to take out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and then looked at Qingluan, who was sitting in a proper manner. It seems to be a little restrained, with his hands crossed on his legs, put it well, didn't move at all, and maintained Feng Mengmeng's movements before eating.

When she finished eating and looked at him, she noticed that he was looking at herself.

What's wrong? Eating your own or not elegant enough? He doesn't eat so much?

Qingluan shrank down from the chair, took out a handkerchief from her arms, pulled Feng Mengmeng's hand, and carefully wiped it for her little by little.

？？？ What is he doing? She can't get it at all!

After wiping it clean, Qingluan folded the handkerchief and put it in his arms. Stood and looked at her.

"Eat, eat with me later."

She hugged the person to the high chair, and it seemed that she had to draw a picture and let Lu Xiang make a chair that could easily go up at his height.

With Feng Mengmeng's permission, Qingluan sat down and ate in small bites, but he didn't eat much. I think it should be what he said last night, eat less, and let himself leave his stupid words. He kept him, and he was afraid that he felt that he had to eat less to keep it all the time.

Feng Mengmeng picked up the vegetables and put them in a bowl for him, Qingluan looked at him and ate it. Eat it when you clip it.

I'm afraid that he will eat it, and Feng Mengmeng can only estimate the amount. It is estimated that after passing the level of raising children, I have really done everything.

When he was full, Feng Mengmeng took people back to his study. He sits and reads a book, and he can follow him if he wants to. Anyway, don't let him follow, he looks like he's going to cry when he looks there, he can't bully a child with a person who is more than half a hundred years old, right?

Looking at the book style, I remembered a question, if I took him away, wouldn't there be no place for him in the palace? When I go back in the future, my name is not right. There is no place for him in the palace, but he is dispensable. If you take him away by yourself, if you don't say a word, no one will remember this person in the future.

After all, it's the prince, and he used to carry it inside, and some people know that he took it away. When they go back in the future, they can also deny it, saying that he is not from the palace......

And there's a problem... He's almost four years old and should learn something. When other princes were so old, the three-character scripture and thousand-character text or something had been memorized early and the group of concubines pulled it back.

His mother didn't know if she had taught him. But it's not taught, it's good to keep him alive, and if you learn this, wouldn't it make those princes and princesses hate it even more?

I wanted to teach it myself, but I can't do it with five sentences a day! I'll have to find him a master.

The prince values literature over martial arts, if he can't, he will be easily suppressed, and he has to teach him martial arts. He is a national teacher, and he can't be martial arts, so he has to find a master to teach him.

Who to look for?

Qingluan looked at Feng Mengmeng who was sitting in puzzlement, why did he start frowning when he looked at the scholar Guoshi? Is it that you are not acting well?

Thinking that he sneaked out quietly and found him something to eat! It's useful to yourself!

Feng Mengmeng deleted the people Chu Li knew in his mind. There is not much to choose.

Chu Li doesn't pay attention to political affairs, and only occasionally remembers some major events. There's no useful information, so you'll have to rely on yourself.

But no matter what master you choose, the most important thing now is to bring Qingluan into the National Teacher's Mansion openly.

She looked up to find Qingluan's figure, ready to tell him about taking him back to the palace. But there was no sign of him anywhere.

The child really can't stay, right? Let's eat and talk to him later.

Feng Mengmeng reluctantly picked up the book in his hand again and began to look at it.

After a while, I heard the door creak. Are the kids back? The corners of Feng Mengmeng's mouth were slightly hooked.

Qingluan slowly lifted the basin he brought to Feng Mengmeng. "Eat." Ever since I heard the man named Lu Xiang say that the national teacher wanted to accept him as a disciple, the treatment has come up. You can enter the kitchen openly.

I wanted to go out to pick fruits just now, but Lu Xiang also gave himself a small pot to let him pay attention to safety.

Since he wants to be his master, he must treat her well. If she is good to herself, she must be good to her.

Looking at the little cub's little paws, trembling, holding a pot full of fruits.

All wild fruits? How many are there? This little cub actually knows everything? There's potential. If he can't learn martial arts, when he learns words, he can follow him to teach him medical skills.

Anyway, there is no separation between medicine and poison, and it can also allow him to protect himself.

The fruits were ripe, including wild apricots in the mountains, green dates, and berries with small thorns.

He took the basin from his hand and placed it on the table. I took one in my hand, wet? Also washed? Attentive enough. Plasticity.

Put it in your mouth, it's sweet and sour. She nodded, she couldn't speak, she still had to agree with her own child.

Seeing Feng Mengmeng smiling and nodding at him, Qingluan's ears turned red, "Is it sweet?" ”

Feng Mengmeng nodded.

"If you like it, I'll find it for you in the future. Just for you. I'm amazing. ”

Feng Meng looked at him with a smile, cute.

Pinch his face, there is no meat, he hasn't raised it yet, so let's rub his hair.

Qingluan didn't know why he liked to rub his hair, but since he liked it, let him rub it.

He also gave Feng Mengmeng a bright smile back.

Alas, this kid is good-looking now, and when he grows up, I don't know how many good girls will be harmed.

Take the fruit and pull him out, and you have to teach him the first lesson - sharing.

This is not only the first lesson for you, but also the first lesson for people. This is very important, whether it is for the sake of great things, or for himself. Take the fruit and go out with him.

Lu Xiang was washing clothes when he saw the national teacher coming, "Master national teacher, do you have any orders?" ”

"Qingluan, go and give him fruit to eat."

Qingluan pouted, why? Isn't it delicious to pick it yourself? Doesn't he like it? Why give it to other people? He wasn't happy.

Holding the pot full of fruit given by Feng Mengmeng, he did not move a step.

"Master Guoshi, this is what the little boy specially picked for you, I can't ask for it."

Feng Mengmeng patted Qingluan's back and motioned for him to go.

Qingluan kept silent, lowered his head and didn't speak, didn't he say sweet? Why not? Does he not like the fruit or does he not like the self who gave it? Why give to someone else? He couldn't think about it.

"Be good, obedient, and teach you the first lesson." She only had the last two words left to say.

Qingluan pursed his mouth, but listened to him teach himself the first lesson and make himself obedient. Is he teaching himself something? They said that he was going to take him as an apprentice, and he hadn't officially bowed down yet. Did he start teaching himself?

He collected his thoughts, held the fruit, and walked over slowly. "Eat."

Feng Mengmeng looked at him, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, happy. The little cub is very obedient.

Lu Xiang was stunned, did he eat or not? It was sent by the National Teacher, but —......

Seeing that Lu Xiang didn't eat, Qingluan looked at Feng Mengmeng and asked aggrievedly what to do?

I didn't really want to give it to him, but the national teacher said to give it to him... He Lu Xiang doesn't want it, what should I do?

The little cub was aggrieved, and Lu Xiang also looked at himself with a look of not knowing what to do.

Feng Mengmeng walked over with a smile, held Qingluan's hand, picked up a green jujube and fed it to Lu Xiang's mouth.

Lu Xiang was stunned, and the national teacher fed himself...... still took his disciple's hand and taught him to feed. I'm so happy, I can brag to many people for a few years.

"Teach you to share, understand?" Feng Mengmeng looked at Qingluan with a smile.

Qingluan Muyan nodded, share? To someone else? He doesn't want it, and he doesn't want to. What is one's own is one's own, and it cannot be given. But he seemed very happy that he liked the way he looked... Why don't you share it with him? So it was decided.

"Remember—sharing is the foundation of winning the people and the foundation of success."

Qingluan nodded, sharing is the foundation of winning the hearts of the people and the foundation of success? I don't know what it means, but I have to remember what she said.

In order to see if he really understood or nodded stunned, Feng Mengmeng took him to find Lu Yuan again, and Lu Yuan was walking horses.

And they saw from afar, and came toward them with their horses.

Feng Mengmeng waited for Lu Yuan to walk in, patted Qingluan's back, and motioned for him to go up.

Qingluan was very upright and walked over to "eat." As he spoke, he lifted the basin in his arms up for two points.

The road is far away So, seeing that the national teacher looked at Qingluan and smiled, he tried to take one from it, and then looked at the national teacher and nodded at him.

Seeing that Lu Yuan didn't eat, Qingluan "bowed his head." ”

Lu Yuan obediently lowered his head, and Qingluan took a yellow apricot and fed it to him.

I have to feed him, otherwise the national teacher will come and grab his hand and feed him again. What to do? The national teacher can only feed himself!

He thought firmly, Lu Yuan glanced at Qingluan, and then at his own national teacher, without any expression, but raised his eyebrows in some surprise.

Lu Yuan didn't know what they were doing, anyway, they had their own food, and the rest had nothing to do with him.

Look at the road and eat. Qingluan held the basin and swayed towards Feng Mengmeng. "He ate it, I shared. Awesome, right? ”

Feng Mengmeng smiled and nodded, a well-behaved and cute little cub, she rubbed Qingluan's head and took him back to the house.

I know how to share things, and it seems that I can teach. It's different from the previous task, so you can teach it well.

Qingluan was happy, and he nodded, seemingly satisfied with his approach.

"Eat." Feng Mengmeng took the berries in a pot. Qingluan made her bow her head again and fed him another berry. "Is it sweet?".

She nodded, not sweet, but also sweet. Little things will care about people, can it not be sweet?