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After Empress Dowager Hui'an finished watching the fish caught from the lake, the eldest prince Yuanyuan clasped his fists to Empress Dowager Hui'an and said goodbye: "Grandmother, grandson is resting and wants to go to the martial arts field to practice swords. Now we are leaving. Come back to see you at lunch."

Empress Dowager Hui'an smiled and said kindly: "Okay, go ahead, be careful and don't be too tired of yourself."

The eldest prince Yuanyuan said obediently, then reached out to pull Ji Zishan's sleeve, and said with a close look: "Aunt, please accompany me to practice swords." Because of His Majesty Ji Ziqing's indulgence, Ji Zishan grew up like a boy. She could ride horses, shoot archery, and swordsmanship. When the eldest prince Yuanyuan started learning swordsmanship, Ji Zishan, who was very bored, was often used as a companion to practice.

Ji Zishan touched the golden begonia and lanbao in her hair, and refused to say, "If you don't go, I have to make fish soup for your grandmother."

The expression of the eldest prince Yuanyuan became a little hard to describe. He was embarrassed to say that his aunt's cooking skills were really not good, so he could only say: "Aunt, you have a specialty in your profession. Cooking soup and pancakes is the business of the imperial chefs. You are a princess, you just have to wait to eat ready-made ones. Why do you have to go into the kitchen? It smells of fireworks and oily smells so choking, and the clothes are so scented..." The eldest prince Yuanyuan would know so clearly because he had followed Ji Zishan to visit the kitchen once.

"I have caught so many fish, so I have to make one, otherwise I will thank you." Ji Zishan's life was too leisurely, and going to the kitchen to practice cooking skills was also considered passing the time.

The eldest prince Yuanyuan flattened his mouth, and he really didn't want to touch the little princess' ears to complain about her cooking skills. Empress Dowager Hui'an looked at her little daughter who was eager to try, and said with her mouth: "Fan, don't go into the kitchen to make trouble, let's go shopping with Yuanyuan." Her little girl is really weird. When she was a child, she would come forward to snatch the broom and snatch it up by holding her, but she was so depressed that the old man was so depressed. The emperor's eldest son asked her why she swept the floor, and she smiled and said it was fun.

Haha, I feel that cooking is fun now.

"And, the Queen Mother won't drink the fish soup you cooked." She tasted it last time, but it was far worse than the chef's skills. Empress Dowager Hui'an felt that she was old and could not make jokes about her stomach, so she threatened her little daughter with her eyes, "As long as you are, you know..."

Prince Yuanyuan silently added unfinished words to Empress Dowager Hui'an in his heart - be obedient, otherwise, the queen mother would ask your prince to use a feather duster to beat you.

Ji Zishan had no choice but to get excited about burrowing into the kitchen, but she thoughtfully thought about it - Humph, forget it if you don't drink it, she will give her little prince consort in the future.

Seeing that Ji Zishan gave up the idea of ​​cooking soup, Yuanyuan Prince dragged Ji Zishan to leave: "Aunt, let's go, let's go, don't you say that it's not easy to gain weight? We have just sat for an hour and it's time to stretch our muscles and bones. Be careful to gain weight..." Two young and energetic young girls left with their arms. Empress Dowager Hui'an, who was in a wealthy and idle manner, also smiled slowly, "Biyun, you accompany Ai's family to the Imperial Garden to scatter."

Upon hearing this, the grandmother of Duke Zhenguo, who was in a complicated mind, hurriedly bowed and said, "I dare not disturb the Queen Mother's Yaxing, I will leave."

Empress Dowager Hui'an had no intention of trying to keep him, so he nodded and responded. The Duke of Zhenguo left with the palace maid. When she walked away, Empress Dowager Hui'an asked Madam Biyun: "Biyun, do you see, the Ai family has become fat lately?" As middle-aged and elderly people, regardless of gender, they are inevitably fat and fat. Empress Dowager Hui'an is used to being slim and slim. She really doesn't want to become a fat and ugly old lady. Therefore, she pays special attention to maintenance.

"The Empress is in good shape." Madam Biyun replied with a smile on her face.

Empress Dowager Hui'an suspected, "Really? Don't deliberately deceive the Ai family to make her happy?"

Madam Biyun calmly presented evidence: "Of course it's true. The needlework bureau came to measure the size of the empress a few days ago, but it was not the same as before. Besides, if the empress really got fat, would the princess not be able to see it?" The princess hugged the empress dowager all day long. Is there two taels of meat on her belly? The princess can touch it. Whenever the princess says that the empress dowager will gain weight, the empress dowager will immediately devote herself to the cause of reducing meat.

Empress Dowager Hui'an felt relieved and said, "Let's go, let's go to the Imperial Garden."

The martial arts field in the harem is specially used for His Majesty the Emperor, so it is very close to Qianming Palace. When Ji Zishan and Yuanyuan went to the martial arts field, they didn't pay attention to a big tail after they followed. After they arrived at the martial arts field, they went to the hall to change their clothes first, and then each carried a wooden sword to the wide martial arts field. Yuanyuan felt that his swordsmanship was not good and he did not practice with Ji Zishan at all, so as not to accidentally hurt her. Ji Zishan felt that the heat was not good enough and did not dare to cut against Yuanyuan. What if he cut the wrong place and it would be swollen.

Therefore, the two of them practice their own practice, and the well water will not interfere with the river.

When Ji Zishan was breathing until her breathing was rapid, His Majesty Ji Ziqing, who had been hiding at the corner, walked out. He was a little tired of reviewing the memoir, so he went out to take a walk. Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the gate of Qianming Palace, he saw the back of the eldest son and the young girl intimately. Anyway, his Majesty Ji Ziqing simply became a stalker.

Because of her martial arts practice, Ji Zishan picked the golden begonia stroller and tied her hair with only a jade hairpin and a golden ring. The goose yellow thin tulle dress she wore before was also replaced with a close-fitting blue dress. Her current dress looked very simple and neat, and she didn't look like a princess with a noble gold and jade. His Majesty Ji Ziqing didn't care. He had long seen the appearance of the young girl.

"Flowers and embroiderers." His Majesty Ji Ziqing gave Ji Zishan four words of evaluation.

Ji Zishan was furious when she heard these four words. She immediately grabbed the sword with both hands and raised her high and said, "Brother, I want to compete with you, are you going to compete with me?"

The young girl raised her chin with a thrill of spirit and put on a posture of 'I want to use a sword to cut you down'. Ji Ziqing smiled without realizing it and stretched out her right hand: "Yuanhao, bring the sword."

The eldest prince Yuanyuan quickly presented the wooden sword in his hand: Uh, the sky is falling, the ground is sinking, and my aunt is going to fight with my father again...

Seeing His Majesty Ji Ziqing responding with the sword, Ji Zishan waved his long sword and rushed forward with a fierce momentum. His Majesty Ji Ziqing raised his arm and easily blocked it. He defeated him with one blow. Ji Zishan turned his wrist and changed to a trend of slashing across the waist. His Majesty Ji Ziqing moved his figure and walked behind Ji Zishan. In this way, Ji Zishan naturally cut it out again. The Yuanyuan prince who was watching the scene was excitedly looking at the scene. Tsk, his father looked relaxed and seemed to be writing and painting. On the other hand, her poor aunt was just being teased by her father.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing felt that he had enough fun of the little girl, so he picked up her wooden sword with one sword and smiled and said again: "Flower fists and embroidered legs."

Ji Zishan, who was despised by the double contempt of the verbal eyes, stomped her feet angrily: "Yuanyuan, come on!"

Prince Yuanyuan smiled embarrassedly: He really knows what a traitor means, and he doesn't dare to traitor.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing's eyes turned, and he looked at the eldest son who had already been sucked. He said gently: "Yuanhao, come, let your father see if your kung fu is strong." His Majesty Ji Ziqing had a lot of government affairs and his time to teach his son was limited. Therefore, the Taifu who taught and the master who taught martial arts were all available. The most common thing His Majesty Ji Ziqing did was to check his homework in his spare time.

Prince Yuanyuan took the wooden sword that was picked up and handed over by Liu Quanshun, and first bowed to His Majesty Ji Ziqing and said, "Father, my son is offended." Then he went up with the sword.

Unlike deliberately teasing the little girl, His Majesty Ji Ziqing did not let go of the eldest prince Yuanyuan at all. So Ji Zishan blinked her eyes twice, and the sword in the eldest prince Yuanyuan's hand flew away, and a sword was also crossed around her neck.

"It's not as good as your aunt's kung fu, so you can practice it well." His Majesty Ji Ziqing withdrew the wooden sword and gave the comments to Prince Yuanyuan.

The eldest prince Yuanyuan felt speechless, so he could only lift his head up tiredly: "My son remembers the teachings of his father."

Even though Ji Zishan was very thick-skinned, she was praised very guilty at this time: "Brother, are you too tired? Why are your eyes not good?

His Majesty Ji Ziqing was deeply silent, and pulled Ji Zishan's braid a few times, and said with a stern face: "Random! Who said that the eyes are not good at using it! Little girl, her skin is itchy again, right..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ji Zishan quickly changed her words with a smile: "Brother, why are you doing so arrogantly? I said that Master Shun's eyes were not good, but he didn't say anything to you..."

Liu Quanshun, who was sacrificed out of the tank, said: "..." Who has ever seen such a shameless princess who turned black and white into a shameless princess? What made Liu Quanshun even more heartbroken was his master. He just heard that he followed the conversation, "Well, Liu Quanshun is old, and he has not been able to run smoothly in the past two years, and his eyes are getting worse and worse..."

Liu Quanshun, who was indeed older, bowed his head awkwardly: It was such a disaster. It must be because he was standing in the wrong position. He should have stood behind the princess and told her not to see him.

His muscles and bones have been moved, and his mouth has been worn out. His Majesty Ji Ziqing closed his sleeves and was about to return to the palace. Seeing this, the group of people in the martial arts field hurriedly saluted and gave His Majesty Ji Ziqing a respectful way. The warm sun was soft and gentle, and his breeze was gentle. His Majesty Ji Ziqing was in a good mood, so he twisted the young girl's ears left and rubbed the eldest son's head right, and finally said: "Stop playing, I'm leaving."

"Yuanyuan, your father really hates it. He always twists my aunt's ears." Ji Zishan covered her ears and complained unhappily.

The eldest prince Yuanyuan, who was rubbed his head, looked happy: "Auntie, don't say that, the father likes his aunt, so he is so close to you." As for the person he doesn't like, his emperor father, no matter how much he put his ears on, his emperor brother doesn't bother to twist it, and he may even think his hands are dirty.

Ji Zishan grinded her teeth and said, "The aunt likes you too. If you twist your ears, you will definitely be very happy."

The eldest prince Yuanyuan was not good at slapping himself, so he could only pretend to be smiling: "Happy..."

Ji Zishan smiled and rubbed her hands to 'bully' the eldest prince Yuanyuan. His Majesty Ji Ziqing just walked to the corner of the wall and heard his son's screams. When he turned around, he saw the young girl pulling radishes as if she was pulling the eldest son's ears. The eldest son was like a wronged little white rabbit, but he just hummed, but did not resist. His Majesty Ji Ziqing sneered, and then scolded Liu Quanshun beside him: "How are you happy?"

Liu Quanshun quickly lowered his head and pretended to be an invisible person.

Not to mention Ji Zishan and the eldest prince Yuanyuan were having fun, let alone the grandmother’s wife, on the way back to the house in a car sedan, she felt so blocked and uncomfortable when she thought of her grandson’s cold attitude. After returning to the Duke’s mansion with sighs, she asked the maid to invite her youngest son Dong Zhiyuan to come over. Her husband was capable and reliable, and he was highly valued by His Majesty, but he died early. The eldest son only went to war with his husband a few years ago, barely earning some achievements, but he did not make much achievements later.

Her husband left, the queen's daughter was beautiful and had little life, and the eldest son didn't have much weight in the court, so she had to make more plans for the Dong family.

With her son's outstanding literary talent and appearance, she should be qualified to match the princess...
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