After the child's mind was read, the tyrant caught the male queen with a black face

When the two arrived at the Imperial Master's Mansion, they saw the palace maid tidying up the books on the small table.

The emperor took a quick glance and said softly, "Jiu'er, isn't this book a little too small?"

Yuan Ruan immediately became alert and shook his head: "Father, this book is enough and not small." He declined politely, thinking that he was trying to find another excuse to force a new book on me.

The emperor said "Oh", and then asked some more questions, such as whether the pen and ink were easy to use and whether the desk needed to be replaced with a new one.

Yuanruan always answered that it was easy to use and sufficient to prove that he was not talking nonsense.

Yuan Ruan also took the emperor's hand and walked towards the jade bookcase. At the same time, he took out several books from it and handed them to the emperor with both hands: "Look, father, I also took notes."

The emperor was surprised when he heard this: "Reading notes?"

Yuanruan nodded vigorously: "Yeah, although I can't write, I marked the words and sentences I like."

The emperor flipped it open and found that these were indeed the key ideas and key points.

The emperor was very pleased. His educational method was indeed correct. Jiuer now liked reading.

The system was also surprised: [Aruan? When did you read it? And you took notes? ]

Yuanruan: [I didn’t do that.]

Emperor·Pleased and Touched·Emperor:……

System: [Ah? What are those dashes on it? Isn't this a key note?]

Yuan Ruan chuckled: [This. I told the Third Prince that I was worried that my brother would randomly check the homework, so I asked the Third Prince to help me mark some key points so that I can recite them. The Third Prince immediately marked them for me.]

System: [Hahahaha… This Third Prince is pretty good! He’s really smart!]

Yuan Ruan chuckled: [Is that right? Third Prince, that's awesome! ]

emperor:……

The emperor took a deep breath, pointed at the small paper, ink, brush and inkstone, and smiled at Yuan Ruan: "Xiao Jiu loves learning so much, I am very happy, but I also realized a problem?"

Yuan Ruan blinked her big round eyes: "What's the problem, Father?"

The emperor picked up a small brush from the table and said, "You can only draw lines on the book, but you can't write down your favorite poems. Xiaojiu must be very sad. Your father understands your pain."

Yuanruan:?

What suffering?

The emperor squatted down, gently placed his hand on Yuanruan's palm, and said, "Come, I will hold your hand and teach you how to write. In the future, Xiaojiu will be able to happily write down his reading experience."

Yuanruan:?

She tried to pull her little hand back immediately, but the emperor held it firmly.

Yuanruan looked up and met the emperor's gentle yet firm eyes. Although the emperor did not frown or lose his temper, Yuanruan had an inexplicable intuition that he should just go along with him!

Yuan Ruan immediately showed a soft smile: "Okay. I like father. Father is the best."

The emperor paused, and gripped Yuanruan's hand with less force, abandoning some of the harsh teaching plans in his mind.

The emperor said, "Well, come and sit down."

The emperor led Yuanruan to kneel down together. The emperor opened a booklet and asked Yuanruan to copy the words.

"Yes, this horizontal line here should be a little longer."

"Jiu'er is really smart. She remembered everything."

……

The emperor had never taught young children to write, and he himself was a paper king, so once he got serious he would subconsciously use higher standards.

In particular, the emperor became more and more obsessed with the teaching, and later he even began to focus on the details of Yuanruan's strokes, such as that the stroke was not strong enough.

Yuanruan was confused by what he wrote.

After half an hour, Yuan Ruan's hand holding the small brush began to tremble a little.