The blacksmith lady is killing people in the harem, and her son is responsible for it.

The next day.

Inside the Hongwen Museum.

Pan Yuanbai looked at the restless little lion and was very curious, "Little lion, what happened to you today?"

The little lion squinted his eyes happily, glanced at Xie Yu'an carefully, and then whispered, "Nothing's wrong!"

Pan Yuanbai didn't believe it. He had known the little lion for a long time and knew his temper.

This kid would be very excited if he had any tricks up his sleeve.

"No, you want to do something bad to others?"

The little lion immediately got angry, "No, no, don't talk nonsense!"

The little lion's voice was very loud, and Xie Yu'an caught its attention immediately.

"Jingxuan, stand up and recite a passage!"

The little lion pouted at Pan Yuanbai and said, "Hmph, I won't tell you!"

The little lion was punished by Xie Yu'an because he did not attend class seriously and recited haltingly.

He was punished to write five large characters and memorize all the content he was learning.

After the morning class ended, Xie Yu'an left in a hurry as he was busy with other things to deal with.

He was a person that Zhao Zhen used to employ, and many memorials were drafted by Xie Yu'an at Zhao Zhen's request.

Now that the emperor himself reviews the memorials, Xie Yu'an, the prince's secretary, has become on the emperor's side.

The emperor also discovered Xie Yu'an's talent. Recently, after Xie Yu'an attended two classes, he hurried to Liangyi Hall.

After classes at Hongwenguan were over, the students' servants would be allowed to come in and pick them up at this time every day.

After all, these children are descendants of officials of the third rank or above in the court, and they are also the most valued youngsters in the family.

Therefore, after registering, the servants of each family can come to pick up their masters when the students are out of school.

When the servants were not around, the children would gather together to play.

Li Hongyi held the ball and said, "Little lion, let's play football together!"

The little lion had something to do today. He shook his head and said, "No, I have something to do today. I can't play with you guys!"

Li Hongyi: “..........”

What are you trying to trick me with?

It’s obviously me who coaxes you every day!

Ma Zifeng said bluntly at this time: "Little lion, we will play with you every day, okay!"

Ma Zifeng was actually not very happy after receiving the instructions from his grandfather.

He felt that the little lion was not only difficult to talk to, but also a bit domineering.

Every time he plays the game of good guys catching bad guys, he always plays the role of the good guy.

It's so annoying that they have to arrange themselves to be bandits and bad guys.

The little lion took one look at Ma Zifeng's long face and snorted in his heart.

This kid is just as ugly as his grandfather. "I don't need you to accompany me. Otherwise, let's play separately from now on!"

Ma Zifeng glanced at the other children and pouted, "Then forget it, let's play together. But, little lion, can you please stop me from always being the bad guy?"

The little lion flatly refused: "No!"

"Why? My grandfather is the Minister of Justice. He has to interrogate bad guys every day! But I am a bandit in the palace every day!"

Ma Zifeng felt it was too embarrassing to pretend to be a bandit in front of the school.

He didn't even dare tell his brothers when he got home.

His cousins had no idea what kind of life he led in the palace, and they thought he was living a very carefree life there every day!

In fact, he suffers a lot every day!

The little lion really wanted to say that he was ugly and his face shape was very similar to the bandits he met on the way back to Beijing.

A group of children get together every day, studying and playing.

In addition to Cuju, we also played games like beating bad guys together.

Everyone else can take turns being the bad guy, but Ma Zifeng can't, so he feels a little bit resentful.

Ma Zifeng crossed his arms and hugged his arms, looking angry. "Anyway, I can't embarrass my grandfather. I can't be a bandit forever."

The little lion blinked his big eyes and said, "Why don't you become a corrupt official?"

The little lion was accompanying the emperor and heard him discussing with the ministers that there were reports from various places that showed that corrupt officials had embezzled the imperial disaster relief funds.

The little lion sat aside, feeling extremely angry.

Ma Zifeng immediately quit, "No, I don't want to be a corrupt official either. There are many corrupt officials in my grandfather's prison, and they will all be beheaded!"

The little lion still felt that Ma Zifeng was not a good person. He shook his head, "No!"

Ma Zifeng also got angry and said, "Then I won't play anymore. I want to go home!"

After saying that, he immediately went back to organize his own small bookcase without caring about the other friends.

Seeing this, Pan Yuanbai walked over and said, "Little lion, you are too domineering!"

The little lion scratched his head, "Do I?"

Pan Yuanbai said bluntly: "You have it!"

At this point, he chuckled again and puffed out his belly, "Ma Zifeng doesn't want to be a bad guy, but I do. I'm willing to be a bandit, a corrupt official, a pirate, a traitor, any one of them is fine!

I don’t want to be a country squire and landlord all the time, and I don’t want to be robbed all the time! "

What Pan Yuanbai was most reluctant to do was to run away. Every time he was a local squire or landlord, he was ambushed and died early. He didn't even live as long as the bandits!

When the little lion saw that so many of his friends had opinions about his game, he started to think about it.

He called out to Ma Zifeng who was moving forward step by step, "Ma Zifeng, Baibai, I know what you are thinking. I will think about it carefully when I get back and will distract you from now on."

Ma Zifeng didn't really want to leave, he just wanted to scare the little lion. Now that he heard that he was willing to change him, he became happy.

"Great!"

After school, the little lion was taken to Liangyi Hall by the little eunuch.

The little lion was sent to the East Palace at night.

Qin Wan's belly was getting bigger, and she was no longer as averse to the emperor's behavior as before.

As long as the little lion goes back to the East Palace to sleep at night, the emperor can have his eldest grandson accompany him during the day if he wants.

The little lion walked into the hall with a heavy heart. The emperor was already waiting for the little lion to have lunch together.

Seeing that he was listless, she asked, "Jingxuan, what's wrong?"

The little lion sat opposite the emperor and sighed like a little adult, "Oh, it's hard to discipline my classmates in school!"

emperor:"........"

The emperor was stunned at first, then he burst into laughter, "Hahaha!"

"Come, tell Grandpa Huang why they are so disobedient!"

The little lion held his chin with both hands, "Ma Zifeng doesn't want to be a bad guy, and Bai Bai doesn't want to be a good guy!"

After saying that, the little lion opened the cross-body bag he was carrying and poured out everything inside.

The little lion muttered, "I have to give them some other names!"

The emperor narrowed his eyes when he saw so many pieces of paper on the ground. "Jingxuan, what are these?"

The little lion shook his head, "I don't know either. There were too many notes and I didn't read them all."

These are the messages intercepted by the little lion friends.

He thought his father would like it, "Daddy is not around, I want to keep it for him to see!"