The eighth man tilted his head and thought for a moment, it was rare for him to see Xia Mo so serious, like a little adult.

"But E-Niang said that in the future, I will be obedient, obedient, and work hard, just like my eldest brother, Huang Ama will like it more." Lao Ba scratched his head, a little confused.

"What does it mean to be well-behaved, what does it mean to be motivated?" The inertia of history is really terrible, and the concubine, who already has three sons, still hopes that her son will fight for herself, which makes Xia Mo a little angry.

"You don't like me like the eldest brother, but I don't like the fourth brother either." The eighth child is a little scared, although Xia Mo often bullies herself, but she never loses her temper, does that mean that she hopes to be like the fourth child? Basically, he felt that Xia Mo had a special affection for the fourth child, almost stammering, which made him very unhappy.

"Don't be like the fourth brother, those days are so boring!" She was busy drinking, joking, didn't that go from one extreme to another? Seeing the eighth child like that, he was busy playing the teacher's true colors, smiling and patting the soil on his body and pinching his fat face.

"You're like that, just be stupid! What Huang Nake said, the text is not successful, the martial arts are not enough, everything is too much, and it is almost done! Of course, if you did this when you were a child, you won't be able to do it in the future! Let's go learn something! You can't let Huang Nake get too angry. "Since you are destined to be tied to this Eight Sages King, you have to think about the future.

"Learn what?" Hearing that there is no need to blame the fourth child, the eighth child was happy, stretched out his little head and let her pinch it, looking very cute.

"Do you like to draw? Let's learn to draw together! Xia Mo decided.

Anbang Dingguo has always been someone else's business in Xia Mo's heart, so the eighth child doesn't have to think about it, stay honest! Let him read well? It doesn't seem to be a good thing, and the third child didn't end up well!

Therefore, if the eighth child must be the kind of "idle" eight "idle" king, he must find something elegant and not taboo to do. Painting is the best, how many famous painters in history can play politics?

I don't have an opinion on what to learn, anyway, he will learn whatever Xia Mo learns! Idle and idle.

The next day, Xia Mo began to learn to draw. Naturally, there are painters from the palace court who come to hunt, and they don't have to go through Kangxi, in the name of teaching Xia Mo, let the eldest brother find one.

Anyway, Gege is still young, and the defense of men and women is not so strict. The eighth child naturally took companionship as the name, so the two little people began to learn to draw.

Xia Mo has a certain foundation, she was born as a kindergarten teacher, how can she draw a few strokes, and with the painter's dedication, she learns very quickly. Lao Ba is obviously a little slower, but Xia Mo found that although he is slow, he is more accurate than himself.

Maybe it's because I've been used to holding a brush since I was a child, although I am often said by Kangxi that I can't write well, but whether it's good or bad depends on who I compare, six or seven-year-old children, since the age of three, have been holding a brush, and they are learning words. When painting at this time, he will definitely not be thin where it should be thick, and with the same pen, Lao Ba can paint more than Xia Mo. Later, Xia Mo couldn't get angry, so he had to let him try to draw shrimp whiskers. Xia Mo heard that the value of the old man's shrimp in Baishi was worth the two whiskers.

Lao Ba has eaten prawns, but he has never seen live prawns. Xia Mo was proud, so she pulled him to the edge of the stream to watch, of course, it didn't mean that they could see it if they wanted to.

The little eunuch heard about it, took people out to work all night, and the next day, he brought a pot, there are many people and great strength, the eighth elder brother wants to paint shrimp, how can there be no shrimp?

Xia Mo sighed, the old man of Baishi back then was afraid that he would not have this treatment. sigh and sigh, you can't forget what you should do, pull the old eight to see the living, the dead, and the half-dead! Finally, the two most vivid ones were picked out and raised in a big bowl for the eighth child to see.

Two days later, Lao Ba gave her a "Picture of Prawns". The shrimp whiskers were as thin as a hair. And it's full of strength, fresh and cute.

"Mo'er, what's wrong, am I not good at drawing?" The eighth child looked at Xia Mo with his head propped up and looked at the painting, a little worried, but he had been painting for two days, and he didn't even go hunting.

"Did you really draw this? Didn't let the master help you? Xia Mo knew that he had a criminal record.

"The master taught me how to move the brush, but I drew it." Lao Ba was not angry, and explained seriously.

Concubine Liang and Concubine De sat on the side doing needlework, watching the two of them toss for the shrimp for several days, looking at each other, Concubine De could only clear her throat, who let Xia Mo be raised by herself, she really taught the prince badly, and she didn't know what to do.

"Mo'er, what's wrong?"

"Niangniang, look, the starling painted it, it's great!" Xia Mo carefully held it to Concubine De like a treasure, although she couldn't catch up with the old man Baishi, but at such a point, it was really good to be able to draw like this.

Concubine De didn't know how to draw, but it was very interesting to see the two shrimps alive in the water, and she couldn't help but look at the eighth child.

"Eighth child, this is what you painted?"

"No, in the past two days, I've been facing the prawns in the bowl, and I don't know how much paper and ink have been wasted, these are the two best drawn, do you think it's okay?" Concubine Liang didn't understand either, but she thought it was good-looking, and she pretended to be disgusted and said, but she couldn't hide her smug look.

"It seems that Mo'er still knows the eighth child, how does she know that the eighth child can draw?" Concubine De smiled and scratched Xia Mo's nose, "Eighth child, I'll show it to your Emperor Ama later, and then tell him that you don't need to work!" ”

"Won't Huang Nake say that starling's plaything is demoralized?" Xia Mo didn't dare, this matter had to be done slowly, in case Kangxi was angry, the two of them would not have to mix in the future. Carefully collected the painting, and did not forget to encourage the eighth child, "Let's go back to Beijing and frame it and hang it in my room." ”

The eighth nodded vigorously, "I'll draw it for you!" ”

Concubine De and Concubine Liang were really angry and funny, and they really didn't know what reaction to them for a while.

Kangxi came back in the evening, hunted a lot of things, distributed them everywhere, and thought that the eighth child hadn't been there for the past two days, so he summoned him and Xia Mo together.

"Where have you been hiding these days, why don't you go with me to see the excitement of hunting?" Because Lao Ba and Xia Mo were still young, Kangxi was not so strict, and he inertly hugged Xia Mo to his lap and teased her to talk.

"Don't dare to go!" Xia Mo honestly shrunk her head.

Concubine De covered her mouth and laughed, Xia Mo had told her the reason before learning to paint, and at this time, looking at Xia Mo and the shrinking turtle, she felt even more funny. Kangxi glanced at Concubine De, and immediately suddenly, Xia Mo, who was only afraid of the little elves, figured it out, for fear of pulling her to kiss, so he didn't pretend to be a lady, and simply hid away from those princes, saving her the idea of beating her.

"Little elf! I didn't dare to go, so I took the eighth child to accompany you in the palace? ”

"Well, starlings are small and have little strength, so they can't shoot far with a bow and arrow, right? If that's the case, won't it be a shame for Huang Nake? Xia Mo looked at the height of the eighth child, thought about it, and asked, she really wasn't making excuses, but she didn't believe that a seven-year-old child could really shoot prey. Besides, can a six- or seven-year-old child stand watching an animal die under his own arrows? peeked at the fourth child who still had a straight face on the side, and seriously doubted that he later recited Buddha and fasted, whether it was a shadow of his childhood.

"How can you improve your martial arts without practicing?" Kangxi nodded her little nose and turned her head to look at the eighth child, "You are not young anymore, you should have the bearing of our Manchurian warriors, how can you play stupidly all day long?" ”

"Yes!" The eighth child saw that Kangxi was serious, and bowed down with a smile.

"The eighth is very good, I haven't been idle these days, Mo'er said that she wants to give the emperor a long face, how to say that when you leave, you have to show the old princes, your eyes are really ladylike! I've been learning to draw for the past two days! He also said that when he went back, he would just draw some scenery and show it to the ninth princess! The eighth child accompanied him to study for two days, and he actually made some progress. Concubine De hurriedly said to Kangxi.

Kangxi heard that he hadn't really been crazy these days, and he was still learning to cultivate himself and paint, but he was interested. He supported his sons in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, beauty and labor.

"yes, show it to me."

Xia Mo hurriedly got up, took a few of his own landscape paintings, as well as some of Lao Ba's pen practice exercises, and put them in front of Kangxi.

Kangxi has always boasted of being an all-rounder, looking at it one by one, although Xia Mo's brushwork is immature, the artistic conception is there, and it is very childlike. Looking at the eighth child again, although most of them are only a few strokes, it can be seen that one is more proficient than the other, and the last draft of "Prawn" made Kangxi read it for a long time.

"You drew it?" Kangxi held up the sketch and shook it in his hand. Xia Mo was so glad in her heart that she didn't take out the one that was officially drawn, otherwise she would have broken any paper with such a shake.

"That is, to accompany Mo'er to pass the time, and her son will make fun of her." Lao Ba hurriedly said, no matter how stupid he is at this time, he knows that the royal elder brother can't really have artistic talent, especially the healthy elder brother, Kangxi also pointed out that these sons can help the prince and build an iron bucket. is really similar to Empress Li and Song Huizong, Kangxi would rather beat him to death first.

"Well, Huang Nake came out, it was Mo'er who forced the starling to draw shrimp. Of course, it was deliberate, who made his whiskers better than Mo'er's paintings, Mo'er deliberately found the thinnest shrimp whiskers to paint for him, but he still painted it, it's too unreasonable, obviously someone is learning to paint. Xia Mo was coquettish to Kangxi, but her heart was up and down.

"Yes! His strength is greater than yours, and he is naturally more stable than you in holding a pen, so you can practice more. Kangxi retracted his stern gaze, smiled at Xia Mo, looked back at the painting, but Xia Mo studied more, and the eighth child was just a few shrimps, and gently put down the "Shrimp Picture".

"Eighth brother, you are the prince, the prince has an unshirkable responsibility, look at your fourth brother, not a few years older than you, isn't it a competition today? I don't have to be the Baturu of Manchuria, but you don't have to be a plaything! ”

"Yes!" The eighth child hurriedly knelt down and listened to the training honestly, and sighed in his heart, Mo'er was really smart, and she actually knew that Huang Ama would say this.

Concubine De was also stunned for a moment, and looked at Xia Mo, who was obediently pointing to what she had drawn for Kangxi, and was a little dazed.

In the afternoon, the sentence 'Huang Nake is out, don't say that the starling plaything is demoralized!' I took the painting away, for fear that Kangxi would see it. At this time, her own paintings are all formed, and they are well drawn. And the eighth child's is also a general exercise draft, which makes Kangxi understand that the eighth child is casual, he is just accompanying himself, not really painting! Just how old is it?

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I'm sorry for being late, and I didn't think it was good before uploading, so I changed it. Sorry, sorry.