"Even if you are not the daughter of the third brother, you have to learn the rules and etiquette." Sang Zhi is a serious way.

"Who's as idle as you."

"I'm very busy, I have to read late every day."

“……”

"I heard you're six years old, so you can't be so lazy." Sang Zhi Road.

"What's wrong with being six years old, what rules do I learn from a little girl in the countryside?" Ye Qianning rolled his eyes, good and evil are up to people, and rules can't teach people's hearts.

Especially some kings and nobles, royal heirs, that one does not rely on his identity and does not treat the people as people.

It's all righteous in the open, and it's all ghosts in the dark.

"Learning to be useful, has nothing to do with identity."

"Have you ever been to the countryside, I'm staying in the school to ask for peace, learn the rules, and go back to do it to whom? It's strange that people don't laugh at my insaneness. ”

"You ......"

"What are you, you learn etiquette and rules, that is your noble clothes to reach out for food and open your mouth, and the people learn the way of survival." Ye Qianning saw that he didn't seem to understand very well, and then said: "You don't understand them, they don't understand your knowledge, they are in a different environment, you can be yourself, but you have no reason to let others be like you." ”

Sang Zhi stared at her for a moment's silence, and half-lowered his eyes as if thinking about her words.

"Anyway, everyone has their own ambitions, so don't worry about it, otherwise it's easy to become an old man." Ye Qianning sighed.

A ten-year-old child has no innocence at all, and in a few years he will undoubtedly become an old man.

"Thou shalt not carve thy rotten wood." Sang Zhi raised his head, his little face bulging with anger.

Ye Qianning was immediately happy when she saw it, she thought that the little old-fashioned was contemplating, but she didn't expect to be angry.

This is the expression that a child should have.

"Rotten wood can be carved into flowers, do you want me to carve it for you another day?"

"You...... Hum. Sang Zhi snorted heavily, shook his sleeves behind his back with his little hands, and turned to leave.

Ye Qianning raised her hand and touched her little nose, the little old-fashioned still wanted to teach him, and if she came back a few more times, she would overturn him, a little old-fashioned with red roots, sooner or later.

Sang Zhi walked all the way back to the courtyard, all he thought about was the words of the little fat man, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was some truth.

"Eighth brother." Sang Yan happened to see him at the gate of the courtyard.

Sang Zhi raised his head: "Third brother, why are you here?" ”

"I heard that you haven't returned to the palace, so I'll come and have a look."

"Master Fanghua will stay in the palace for four days, I thought it would be too troublesome to go out of the palace every day, so I asked the imperial uncle to give my father, and when Master Fanghua left, I will go back to the palace." Sang Zhi Road.

"If you are not used to living in the Imperial Uncle's Mansion, you can come to the Third Brother's Mansion."

"Third Brother Xie, but the Imperial Uncle's Mansion is also very good, Third Brother doesn't have to worry about it, can you handle your affairs when it comes to Third Brother?"

Sang Yan thought of the four people and sighed: "Sort of." ”

"That'll be fine." Sang Zhi nodded.

"You rest early, and the third brother will come back tomorrow."

"Yes."

Sang Yan turned around and was worried, and when Xiang Minghou returned to Beijing, the child's affairs would cause some trouble.

After all, whether it is Gu Shuo, Xiang Minghou, or Qian Fan Lin are all influential figures in the imperial capital, if such things are rumored, something big will happen.

"Third brother."

A childish and calm shout interrupted Sang Yan's contemplation.

Sang Yan had already walked far away, and when he heard the shout, he turned around, looking at the faintly blurred black shadow: "What's wrong with the eighth brother?" ”

In the dark, Sang Zhixiao's face was extremely serious, and his childish voice was very serious.

"Third brother, I want to go to the countryside."

“……”

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