Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

Ming Pei raised his forehead.

In front of his son, the old father tried his best to start the education mode again: "But Xinbao..."

Xinbao stared at him silently with big eyes, and after a long while, said in a soft voice: "I urge the Lord of Heaven to cheer up and send down talents of all kinds."

Emperor Ming Pei: "..."

Although he had never heard this line of poetry, as a talented emperor, he knew what it meant when he heard it! !

The key word "shaking" was pronounced by her little milk voice, which sounded like "shaking hands", so she subconsciously shook her little hands! !

It's really... completely cute! !

There is no education at all! !

How can my granddaughter be so cute! ! so smart! !

Even if some ideas have a little problem, so what! ! Not a big problem!

Even if it is a big problem, who dares to say that my granddaughter is wrong! ! snort! !

He glanced at the crown prince and hugged his granddaughter: "Xinbao'er is right, it's because I'm too pedantic, but I never tire of cheating! What Xinbao said is right!"

Yan Qingshan who was raped inexplicably: "...??"

He didn't say anything, he didn't do anything, he was only suitable for taking over the pot? ?

Wei Fengting, who was accompanying him outside, listened to the conversation in the carriage, with a smile on his lips, and sent the emperor all the way to the palace, when the fellow next to him asked him: "What is your lord so happy today?"

Wei Fengting was a little embarrassed, coughed: "It's nothing."

I just feel that the existence of the little princess is deceiving me to have a daughter...but I don't even have a daughter-in-law so far.

When Xinbao returned to the palace, he excitedly asked others to pass on his pen and ink.

Emperor Ming Pei thought she was going to write a tear-jerking prescription, so he didn't bother her, and sat down and drank half a cup of tea slowly.

Yuan Shenjue called him in a low voice: "Your Majesty."

Emperor Mingpei raised his head, and he quietly motioned to Xinbao.

Ming Peidi took a look, and saw Xinbao was writing something with a small white arm exposed.

It has been several months since Xinbao saw Li Songqing tucking his sleeves, and this problem has never been corrected, even Yuan Shenjue can't explain it.

But it’s okay in summer, and in winter, even if there are earth dragons in the house, it’s quite cold with half of your arms exposed.

The key is that the sleeves of the jacket are really hard to tuck, and it takes a lot of effort every time.

Emperor Ming Pei frowned, went to change his clothes, and asked someone to pass on his words, and placed them on Li Songqing's table.

But Xinbao was so engrossed in painting that he didn't notice him at all.

So Emperor Ming Pei thought for a while, and asked her without rushing to write: "What is Xinbao doing?"

Xinbao said, "I'm drawing an umbrella."

Seeing that Xie Wenkai was holding an umbrella all the time, she had a whim and wanted to make him a special umbrella.

It is the kind of helmet-shaped umbrella with a deep arch, which is bigger and deeper, and the curvature can reach the chest. The inside can see the outside, but the outside cannot see the inside.

It's just too suitable for Xie Wen to open! !

She painted with great interest, and even wanted to get one for herself. It would be best if the window and the pattern could be integrated together. If you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't know there was a window.

You can peek secretly.

After finally finishing the painting and writing down the request, she thought about it, took another piece of paper, and wrote a letter to Li Zhizhi.

She felt that Li Zhizhi's writing and painting were in line with her style, so she wrote to him and asked him to help draw two umbrellas, one low-key and inconspicuous, just to cover up the window, for Opened by Xie Wen.

One should be bolder, more chic, and more stylish, and it is best to write a poem, which looks very learned, and draw a little red border to match the clothes. This is for her own use.

While she was writing, she was chatting with Emperor Ming Pei: "Yeah, have you noticed that many of your senior officials have the surname Li. Moreover, those surnamed Li are all pretty and knowledgeable."

Emperor Ming Pei gave Fang Wuyou some instructions in a low voice, and then hummed.

Xinbao continued: "It's really convenient to know a lot of high-ranking officials. For example, if Xinbao wants to sell a car, there are high-ranking officials who can use it, or if he wants to draw or write, no matter what he does, he can find an adult who is good at it. .Yeah, do you usually feel the same way?"

Emperor Ming Pei hummed again.

Xinbao finally finished writing the letter, opened his sleeves, held the paper and shook it back and forth in the air, circling in circles, trying to make the ink dry faster, and said: "Xinbao also wants my brother to make a car, and also wants to make a car." In addition, always jumping in line, does this count as using power for personal gain??"

Emperor Ming Pei hadn't spoken yet, and she denied it herself: "What kind of power-seeking is this! Xinbao didn't take bribes or break the law, and didn't take bribes. This is the legal right of a leader, and this is seeking personal gains by order!!"

Emperor Ming Pei smiled and said, "Xinbao is right."

So Xinbao finally finished his self-persuasion, asked someone to send all the paper to Mr. Li, and specifically told him that it was Li Zhizhi and not Li Tingfang, and then after he finished the painting, he would take it back and send it to the workshop for production.

Emperor Ming Pei has been waiting until now, and finally waited for his granddaughter to finish her work before he said: "Xinbao, help Ye Momo."

Xinbao let out an oh, and came over to help him sharpen the ink.

Then she saw Yeye walking over, holding her sleeve with one hand, and began to draw with her wrist hanging, her posture calm and unrestrained.

Then she just looked at it like this, Yeye drew a tick, a flower came out, and another flower came out... Xinbao opened her mouth wide, staring at the tip of Yeye's pen in surprise, and kept looking up at Yeye .

Just looking back and forth like this, watching Yeye draw a flowery painting with my own eyes, it's amazing!

Xinbao was very surprised.

The main reason is that Emperor Ming Pei has always been calm and calm, and he does not have the elegant temperament at all. It is not surprising that he paints mountains and rivers, but he paints such beautiful and bright flowers...it really doesn't look like him.

Emperor Ming Pei only took more than two quarters of an hour to finish the painting, and said with a vacant spot: "It is enough to make a 'window' here. The misty feeling of the window screen can complement the flowers and add more interest."

Xinbao: "..."

Xin·YeYe Brain Fan·Bao, the stars in his big eyes almost jumped out, and he stuttered in surprise: "Yeah, yay, you are amazing!! Really amazing!! Yay, why do you know so many things!! Everything is good, everything is good, yay is a genius!! All-rounder!! The world of geniuses is so scary!!"

She rambled on for half an hour, while saying: "Xinbao wants to make a poem for Yeye!!"

Emperor Ming Pei smiled slightly.

At this moment, a poem appeared in both he and Yuan Shenjue's minds, "Shen Jue from the Yuan family is so pretty, he must be a smart guy."

When Emperor Ming Pei thought that he might become a smart guy or something else, he felt that something was wrong.

So Emperor Ming Pei quickly said: "Does Xinbao want to learn? In fact, painting is a matter of seven points of skill and three points of manners. Why don't Xin Bao try it too."

Sure enough, Xinbao was attracted attention: "Okay."