The Bewitching Master of the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 332: Shunzhi Empress Xiaohui Qiqige 65

The little guy did not fall into internal friction.

But I couldn't help but wonder about the history after his death.

So I felt a bit bored for the whole afternoon.

Others didn't notice it, but his sister, who was born to the same mother, did.

Jinghua hugged the two puppies and put them close to his face.

"Brother, Xiaobai will play with you, Xiaohei will play with you, and I will play with you too!"

The little girl couldn't describe it.

But she just felt that her brother was unhappy.

Jingrong couldn't help but hug his sister and put his cheek against hers. It seemed that he was much luckier in this life.

In the days that followed.

The twins, a boy and a girl, began to learn calligraphy.

Jinghua couldn't sit still and ran out to play from time to time.

Jingrong is different. He still has difficulty reading Manchu and Mongolian.

But Chinese characters probably brought back distant memories.

There are some differences, but you can understand them at a glance.

In order to consolidate the unity, he implemented the "single writing" policy, using small seal script as the writing standard for the whole country, making the Chinese characters more regular and symmetrical.

Looking back now, the text is more diverse.

The characters of the Qin Dynasty mainly refer to small seal script.

The characters are tall, dignified and slender. The strokes are of the same size and look even. When writing and pausing, care is taken to hide the tip of the brush, giving them a basically beautiful and graceful character.

The structure of small seal script began to be unified and standardized, and the characters were regular. The words written in the same place were exactly the same size, and the shape of the characters was rectangular. The square characteristics of Chinese characters were basically formed.

In today's writing, seal characters tend to have more diverse shapes, some are longer, some are flatter, but overall they are square.

Visually more varied and rich.

Just reading these words made Jingrong inexplicably tear up.

He suppressed his impatience and practiced writing characters seriously.

Sydney looks pretty fresh after one or two days.

After all, for a big demon with little self-control, she was always proud and admired when she saw her self-disciplined son.

But as time went by, I watched the little guy learn to read without fail every day.

She feels tired!

One morning, after breakfast, he took his big son and went horseback riding!

The little guy was a little confused at first, but he didn't make a fuss. He let Xue Li carry him without crying or making a fuss.

I was quite happy when I was riding a horse while sitting in Xueli's arms.

Bo Wengkuo held Jinghua in his arms, and both the big and the small were delighted.

After a tiring run, we sat down and had a picnic!

Various delicacies have been prepared long ago.

Jinghua was very happy to see the little cake.

Jingrong used a fork to pick up a piece of egg roll for Xueli, and then picked up another piece for Jinghua.

Boongkho held the plate and placed it in front of the little guy.

Jingrong glanced at the egg roll in front of her, said nothing, and also gave a piece to Bo Wengkuo.

Now, Boongkuo was happy.

Xueli even boasted to her: "My eldest son was the first one to be picked by me!"

Jinghua ate without even raising his head.

Before Bo Wengkuo could say anything, he saw Jingrong looking at Xueli helplessly.

That expression was totally unworthy of the fat on his face.

Bo Wengkuo couldn't help laughing.

Xueli hoarsely asked Haodaer for some red bean cake.

Jingrong came over steadily carrying the box of pastries.

Xue Li felt that her eldest son was very emotionally stable.

So, who is it?!

After eating, Xueli lazily lay on the lounge chair to bask in the sun.

Jinghua was probably a little sleepy, humming in her arms.

Jingrong stayed for a while and then came over.

Xue Li rubbed his little head.

The little guy spoke up: "Mom, are you having fun?"

"Happy!" Xue Li squinted her eyes without changing her posture.

"Has mother finished her meal?" the little guy asked again.

"Have you finished eating?" Xueli opened her eyes, looked at his fair and tender face and couldn't help but smack her lips.

Love whoever you want, kiss first and talk later.

The little guy blushed.

"Well, let's go back to the palace! My son wants to read!"

Sydney: ...

Xueli felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Is this hindering other people's progress?

The old lady looked at her with a look of disappointment.

As if she had done something.

Xue Li nodded helplessly and took the little ones back to the palace on the imperial carriage.

As a result, the two kids fell asleep while lying in the swaying car.

Xue Li was also sleepy, so she went back to the palace and took a nap.

When I woke up in the afternoon, Jinghua was designing a hairstyle for the puppy.

Jingrong was already reading a book that was bigger than his face: "Records of the Grand Historian".

The little guy had a blank expression on his face, as if he was looking down at an ant.

The coldness and arrogance described in the storybook are embodied.

Sydney remembered!

Sima Qian gave a detailed record of the history of the Qin Dynasty in "Records of the Grand Historian".

Including the life of Qin Shihuang, the political system, economy and culture of the Qin Dynasty.

There is also "Zizhi Tongjian" on the table.

This chronological history book, edited by Sima Guang of the Northern Song Dynasty, also includes important historical events and figures of the Qin Dynasty.

Of course, the focus of that book is to provide reference for emperors in governing the country.

There are also some works by scholars from previous dynasties that are about Qin history.

Xue Li felt that she had discovered something.

Not to mention, I'm even more excited.

Peeling the skin of Haodaer like peeling an onion is more interesting than teasing Oboi.

Wait, so, who in the Qin Dynasty is he? !

Could it be Ying Zheng?!

Oh my god, what kind of fate is this for him? !

Zhao Ji hooked up with Lao Ai, she hooked up with Oboi?!

Xue Li couldn't help but laugh!

No, there is still a difference.

He is Oboi's biological son, and she would kill gods and Buddhas for him.

She is different from Zhao Ji!

Xueli sat down in front of Haodaer angrily.

The little fellow was probably lost in thought, his face cold and his future power vaguely visible.

At this moment he came back to his senses, his cold temperament melted, and he looked at Xue Li in a cute way.

Xue Li hugged him.

The poor little thing is not pitiful in this life, and his body still smells like milk.

"Aren't you tired? There are days of hard study ahead!" Xue Li rubbed his wrist.

Xue Li actually has no expectations for her children.

Just don't be so arrogant. If you want to be the next emperor, you don't have to work hard now.

It's still too young now.

"Not tired! Thank you, mom!" the little guy said in a baby voice.

"Why do you like reading history books?" Xue Li handed over the Records of the Grand Historian that he had just flipped through.

"...Reading is a way to clarify one's ambitions. I like reading them all!" The little guy paused and replied.

Xue Li couldn't see the expression on his face.

"You're talking nonsense. You're treating my story as a lullaby!"

The little guy's face froze and he leaned softly in Xue Li's arms.

"I like to listen to everything my mother says!"

The little guy leaned comfortably in her arms.

Xue Li couldn't help laughing secretly. She suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to resist her closeness obviously.

After all, adults have a sense of boundaries when it comes to strangers.

At least, he resisted drinking milk for several days at first.

I don’t know what kind of mental preparation I gave myself, but after a few days of getting used to it, I started drinking it.