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[Extra] The Prince's Dad's Life (Part 1)

In the sixth year of Dazhong Xiangfu, Zhao Zhen was three years old, Zhao Pu was five years old, the eighth prince was eighteen, Bao Zheng was seventeen, and Pang Ji was nineteen. Please visit the latest free chapters of this book.

It snowed heavily all night in Kaifeng, and it cleared up early in the morning, but it was so cold.

There were fewer people on the streets of Kaifeng than usual. With a creaking sound, the subordinates of the Eight Kings Mansion opened the door and came out to clean with brooms.

Eunuch Huang rubbed his hands and walked out of the room, shrank his neck so cold that he ran to the kitchen, "It's cold today! Prepare more ginger tea."

The servants started a busy day. Eunuch Huang ran to the front hall to arrange the work that the servants had to do. After looking at Shi Chen, it was almost time to ask the prince to get up, so he walked to the eighth prince's bedroom in the backyard.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the yard, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and the atmosphere was not right... Sure enough, he heard a "swoosh" sound behind his head.

Eunuch Huang quickly lowered his body and a snowball flew over his head. But as soon as he avoided it, a voice said in his ear, "It's too slow!"

Eunuch Huang was shocked and was patted with snow on his face, and some of them crawled into his clothes along his neck.

"Oh!" Eunuch Huang jumped around, shook his clothes and turned to look. Sure enough, he saw a doll looking at five or six years old, wearing black clothes, standing beside him. The child was taller than an ordinary child, with deeper facial features than others, and the characteristics of the foreign race were very obvious. The most peculiar one was two eyeballs, one black and the other gray, a little weird. He was not wearing an outer robe, and stood in the snow, holding two snowballs in his hand, and his little face was blushing as if he had been playing for a while. He looked at Eunuch Huang happily, "This trick is good! I'll use this trick to deal with the red hair in a while!"

Eunuch Huang was speechless, "Oh! Xiao Ancestor, why did you come out and run away when you wear so little clothes! It would be bad if you call the prince to see it."

Who is the child in front of you? It is Zhao Pu.

Zhao Pu's room was next to the Eighth Prince. He didn't know when he came out to play, but he was shocked by a big boss and a snowman.

Eunuch Huang turned his face and looked at Zhao Pu's snowman. He was so scared that he sat on the ground and hurried over and pushed him, "Oh, I'm so ma'am."

What did Zhao Pu pile up? He piled up a pig's head in a yellow robe and wrote the name of the late emperor.

Zhao Pu lost the snowball, ran to the door of the Eighth Prince's room, and pushed the door open and went in.

Eunuch Huang rushed down the rebellious snowman and wiped his forehead. He was sweating by Zhao Pu early in the morning. This situation was not the first time, but every day. This little devil is really a life-threatening person.

Eunuch Huang just raised his head and wanted to ask Zhao Pu what to eat for breakfast, but he saw that the person was gone, and the door of the Eighth Prince's room was open... Oh! Eunuch Huang hurriedly chased in.

The bedroom of the Eight Kings was warm.

Zhao Pu slipped to the edge of the bed, opened the curtains and looked in.

On the bed, a boy who looked a little thin, wrapped around a white silk underwear and fell asleep with a brocade quilt. Perhaps because the room was hot, the quilt was not covered well, his neck was exposed, his white and his hands were covered with a pillow. The boy was holding a two or three-year-old baby in his arms. The baby was wearing a bright yellow underwear embroidered with dragon patterns, lying in the arms of the Eighth Prince, sleeping sweetly.

Zhao Pu laughed, reached out and took something out of his arms, and saw a big black spider.

This is not a real spider, but a two-day return from Ouyang Shaozheng. Ouyang Shaozheng can also get some weird things. This fake spider is made of sesame candy, which is very similar to it and is delicious.

Zhao Pu placed the spider next to the Eighth Prince's pillow, facing his face, and then pushed him, "Brother."

The Eighth Prince moved and snorted softly, but did not wake up.

Zhao Pu leaned into his ear, "Brother, I'm going to be late!"

"Well..." The Eighth Prince opened his eyes slightly, and after he blinked twice, he sat up with a "wow" sound after seeing the spider in front of him.

At the same time, I heard the little kid who was suddenly awakened and started crying.

The Eighth Prince quickly picked up the doll and patted it to coax it. The colleague saw the fake spider in front of him clearly, picked it up, and turned his face... Zhao Pu was running out.

"Catch him!" The Eighth Prince jumped up, and Eunuch Huang quickly brought his outer robe to put it on, "Oh, the prince wears more."

Zhao Pu had just run to the door when four shadow guards fell in front of him. Zhao Pu stumbled and went elsewhere. Several shadow guards began to chase him and ran around the yard early in the morning.

The head of the Shadow Guard yawned and walked in from outside. When he heard the movement in the yard, he knew that the Shadow Guards were starting to chase Zhao Pu again.

Since this little prince has come to the house and uncovers the tiles every day, he has been reincarnated and reincarnated.

In addition, Duoqi discovered that Zhao Pu was a very talented and talented person, which was an excellent material for martial arts practice. He was only five years old and even four adults with great martial arts could not catch him. It was a strange thing. What if he found some expert to give him some advice in the future?

At this time, the Eight King ran out with the little doll that was no longer crying, kicked the door open, and said to several shadow guards who were surrounding Zhao Pu at the door, "Catch it and spank!"

After saying that, a group of shadow guards rushed towards Zhao Pu. Zhao Pu let out a "swoosh", three and two verticals, and rushed up the tree.

The Eighth Prince coaxed the little kid in his arms. When he saw him want a spider, he gave him the candy spider. He shouted to Zhao Pu on the tree, "Zelan, you can't come down yet! How are you so naughty!"

Zhao Pu squatted on the branch, holding his chin, looking at the big and small.

The young prince on the steps was seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in white, and his handsomeness showed a sense of nobleness from the Wang family. However, in Zhao Pu's words, he had a little bad temper and was a little thin. The little baby in his arms who looked a little honest was looking at Zhao Pu with his head tilted, holding the spider and sucking a leg, which felt sweet and delicious. The baby shook his little hand at Zhao Pu, "Uncle Jiu, Uncle Jiu..."

Zhao Pu looked at him and said, "Is it delicious? I'll go out to buy you candied haws later."

The little doll smiled even happier.

The two people under the roof, one is the Eight King Zhao Defang and the other is the only two people in the Zhao royal family, whom Zhao Pu doesn't hate or even like.

Zhao Puzheng was amused with Zhao Zhen who woke up and was eating candy spiders, and suddenly he felt the wind move behind him.

It turned out that Duoqi was about to reach out to grab him while he was unprepared.

Zhao Pu's original gray eyeball suddenly turned a little lighter, and then he jumped.

"Ah!" The Eighth Prince jumped up in fear. The tree was at least a few feet tall. Don't fall to death if you fall like this!

A group of shadow guards rushed to make a meat pad for him. Duoqi was also startled and flew down, but Zhao Pu stretched out his hands and passed over the heads of the shadow guards like a kite, and fell steadily to the Eighth Prince, patted the snowflakes on his body, and reached out to slap Zhao Zhen twice.

Zhao Zhen immediately stretched out his hands and rushed towards Zhao Pu. After Zhao Pu took it, he said to the eighth prince who was so scared that he checked whether he was injured, "Brother, you are going to be late."

The Eighth Prince was stunned, then ran into the room with a "ah" sound. Eunuch Huang helped him dress and organize his books, yelling to prepare a carriage outside.

What was the Eighth Prince late? He was going to the Imperial Academy.

Duoqi brought breakfast to Zhao Pu and Zhao Zhen. While eating buns by himself, Zhao Pu carefully fed Zhao Zhen to eat egg custard. The two of them watched the Eight Kings look for the manuscript they wrote last night in a hurry.

"Nine Prince."

At this time, Duoqi came to Zhao Pu's side and asked with a smile, "When did you learn light skills?"

Zhao Pu blinked, "What kind of light skills?"

Duoqi pointed to the tree, "That move just now was quite powerful."

"That's it." Zhao Pu was quite proud, but seemed to be unintentional, "Of course I'm amazing!"

"Did the prince learn Kung Fu from someone?" Duo Qi was curious.

"Yes, let's talk to Mr. Zhou." Zhao Pu smiled and slapped his eyes, and stuffed a piece of cake into Zhao Zhen's mouth. When the Eighth Prince left the mansion and went to the Imperial Academy, Zhao Pu also got up and picked up Zhao Zhen who had eaten full, "Let's go and have a sleep. After waking up, we will go to the Imperial Academy to find my brother for lunch.

Zhao Zhen clapped his hands and followed Zhao Pu back to the room.

After a while, when Duoqi passed by the door, he saw Zhao Pu falling asleep. Zhao Zhen sat on his bed reading a picture album while teasing a little cat. After a while, Zhao Zhen also got into the quilt and fell asleep with Zhao Pu.

Duoqi touched his chin. Zhao Pu always slept in the afternoon, studied and played in the afternoon, so what did he do in the evening?

Duoqi left the backyard and went to the kitchen to ask, "Have the Ninth Prince increased his appetite recently?"

"It's so big!" The cooker and the cook in the kitchen said with a smile, "The prince probably has a good body. He can eat it very much recently, especially likes to eat midnight snacks, and they all serve two people."

At this time, Duoqi saw Eunuch Huang come out of the kitchen and scratching his head, "Oh? Where is my wine?"

Duo Qi was curious and asked, "What wine?"

"It's so evil. I don't know who stole my wine to drink. I bought a jar of wine a few days ago and drank a little bit. Today I saw that the jar was empty." Eunuch Huang scratched his head.

A servant said, "The Ninth Prince comes to the kitchen every night."

Eunuch Huang shook his head, "But he wasn't full of alcohol."

Everyone touched their chins - Is there a thief who steals wine in the royal palace?

Duoqi smiled, shook his head and left.

Before lunch, Zhao Pu woke up, stretched his body, and came out with a little Zhao Zhen who was like a worm, and moved his muscles in the yard.

After Zhao Pu stretched out for a while, he punched a set of punches. Zhao Zhen followed his appearance and moved around behind him.

Duoqi looked at the gate of the courtyard and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows - Is the Ninth Prince a master guide? He has never seen this set of boxing before. It is so simple and so exquisite. No wonder Zhao Pu's kung fu is a long time.

After the two children finished their troubles, Zhao Pu took Zhao Zhen's hand and went out together, preparing to go to the Imperial Academy to find the Eighth Prince for lunch. Behind him, there were still a series of shadow guards following him.

As soon as Zhao Pu walked to the gate of the yard, he heard Duoqi talking to people, "The Jiuwang Mansion has ordered good wines from Taibaiju all year round. No need to ask the butler for it. You can get the Jiuwang Mansion's waist card."

Zhao Pu blinked and looked down at the waist sign of the Eighth Prince's Mansion hanging around his waist - Oh?

After leaving the house, Zhao Pu bought Zhao Zhen a bunch of candied haws and took his hand and swayed towards the Taixue direction.

When I walked to the gate of the Taixue, I saw a fat guard running past the gate of the Taixue with people, as if they were officers and soldiers patrolling the city.

This is quite interesting. The white and fat boss looked at the 10-year-old man, but the guards behind him were all 20-30 years old. Could this young man be a descendant of a famous family? But Zhao Pu felt it was impossible. Where can the descendants of a famous family be willing to be an ordinary guard?

At this time, some guards asked the fat and fat foreman, "Mr. Pang, the tribute is here today. Do we want to go around the Xicheng Gate?"

The foreman looked at him and was helpless, "I'm not stupid. Do more and make more mistakes. Do less and make less mistakes. It's time to be safe and secure. The credit is also the one who escorts the tributes. But if something happens, the nearby guards will be the first to suffer. Those who give tributes will just push all the mistakes on the guards. At that time, you'll take the blame for the people? Of course, you'll go to the south of the city! There's a market there today, and you'll get a hand in hand after catching a few thieves."

After saying that, he took a group of followers away.

Zhao Pu was passing by him, smiling slightly, shook his head, thinking that no wonder the young official was older than the older one, and it turned out to be a clever person. He didn't think much about it and pulled Zhao Zhen into the Imperial Academy. The little Zhao Zhen held half a string of candied haws in his hand, and looked at the guards running away, with big eyes blinking, and following Zhao Pu in.

In the Imperial Academy, the students have not finished class yet, and the sound of reading is loud.

Zhao Pu and Zhao Zhen came, and the Imperial Academy manager did not stop them, and the passers-by also greeted them.

Master Lin happened to pass by, and saw Zhao Pu holding Zhao Zhen to admire the white jade wall rewarded by the former emperor, and walked over with a smile, "Ninth Prince, Your Highness, Prince."

Zhao Pu and Zhao Zhen turned to look at him together, their expressions and behaviors were a little similar. Master Lin couldn't help laughing - it was indeed the same bloodline.
To be continued...