Most of the day has passed since Lu Fubao finished handling his official duties.
In fact, she had long seen her father's resistance to Xiao Diao Chan and had been worried about her.
However, state affairs were of paramount importance, and Lu Fubao had to put public affairs first before private affairs.
"Xiao Shunzi, where are they now?" Lu Fubao put down the last memorial and asked eagerly to the eunuch beside him.
Qin Shun said with a strange expression: "The father-in-law is accompanying Princess Chan and digging lotus roots in the lotus pond in the imperial garden."
"ah?"
Lu Fubao thought he heard wrongly.
But she always knew that Qin Shun was thoughtful and steady, and she would never dare to talk nonsense.
"Digging... spiritual lotus roots?"
"Yes, dig spiritual lotus roots." Qin Shun thought for a while and added: "It's the one planted by the Taiyuan Hospital a few days ago. Princess Chan is very happy, but the husband of the country has worked harder."
Obviously, Qin Shun was not idle. He would go to the Royal Garden to take a look from time to time, keeping abreast of what was going on there.
“I’ll go take a look!”
Lu Fubao hurried to the Imperial Garden.
When people were still outside the courtyard wall, they heard the sound of Lang Lang reading from the imperial garden.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is vast. The sun and the moon are waxing and waning, and the stars and constellations are arranged. Cold comes and goes, summer comes and goes, autumn harvests and winter hides. The leap years are full of years, and the law Lu adjusts the sun..."
Lu Fubao stopped unconsciously and stood quietly listening to the sound of reading.
"This is?"
"The Thousand Character Essay compiled by Senior Brother Yan Yuan during his lifetime?"
Lu Fubao's eyes instantly moistened!
The late Yan Yuan, although his cultivation was only at the realm of transformation into gods, his Confucian attainments were extremely high.
He paid special attention to elementary education, and many of his works have been handed down from generation to generation.
Among them, "The Thousand-Character Classic" spread throughout all countries and was widely used. Yan Yuan enlightened young people all over the world, and his merits are immeasurable!
The sound of little Diao Chan reading aloud, although still childish, is cadenced and articulate.
its not right? !
Lu Fubao suddenly remembered that he had clearly not enlightened little Diao Chan, so how could she recite "The Thousand Character Essay"?
Could it be...
She hurriedly walked into the imperial garden and saw her daughter's childish figure beside the lotus pond.
I saw little Diao Chan holding a piece of pink and glutinous lotus root with small gums on it, and chewing something in her bulging mouth.
Next to it, there is a pile taller than the little Diao Chan, and they are all filled with spiritual lotus roots!
"Grandpa." Xiao Diaochan called out in a sweet voice. "Chan'er has finished memorizing "The Thousand-Character Essay"."
"good!"
Lu Fubao heard his father's voice, but he was nowhere to be seen.
"Chan'er recited an article, and grandpa dug up a lotus root. This is a gentleman's promise, and you keep your word!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a piece of spiritual lotus root thrown to the shore in the pond.
Lu Fubao hurriedly came forward to take a look, only to find that the contemporary Marquis Wenxin, the master of all Confucian scholars in the world, was rolling up his sleeves and trousers, digging lotus roots with bare feet and bare hands in the muddy pond? !
The water in the lotus pond was pushed to both sides by the majestic spiritual force.
"Mother."
When little Diao Chan saw Lu Fubao, her big watery eyes suddenly lit up.
She stood up, walked unsteadily to Lu Fubao, stepped on her feet and raised the lotus root in her hand.
"Mom, eat lotus root."
"Grandpa taught me the truth and told the story of 'if you are four years old, you can make pears'."
"Chan'er doesn't need to be four years old. It's reasonable to let Ou root go."
Lu Fubao happily held little Diao Chan in his arms, and in his excitement, he kissed her hard on the cheek!
She turned her attention to Lu Chunqiu again.
"Dad, what are you doing???"
"cough!"
Lu Chunqiu was smiling just now. Now he wanted to put on a serious face, but he couldn't be serious.
He coughed dryly and stepped ashore barefoot. The great scholar looked more and more like an old farmer.
"What? Didn't you ask me to take care of the child?" Lu Chunqiu asked.
"Ah? Yes, but..." Lu Fubao always felt that something was not right.
She was originally worried that her father would not be able to accept this unrelated granddaughter.
But what's going on with the happy scene of licking a calf now?
Did he misunderstand his father? He didn't hate little Diao Chan?
"Chan'er."
At this moment, Lu Chunqiu was more interested in his granddaughter than his own daughter.
"Is reading fun?"
The old man's eyes were full of anticipation, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.
Lu Fubao smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Reading is fun?
I'm afraid 99% of children in the world don't think reading is interesting, right?
Even Lu Fubao himself picked up books under the shadow of the ruler when he was a child.
Being able to read interesting things from books is at least something you can only do when you are a teenager.
"interesting!"
Little Diao Chan blurted out without any hesitation.
"Grandpa, Chan'er wants to study every day, is that okay?"
Lu Fubao clearly saw a look of surprise flash across his father's face!
She knew that she had studied hard since she was a child, but she was far from reaching the level expected by her father.
Later, she became interested in CUPL, and her father buried his disappointment deeply in his heart.
The Confucian masters of the lineage of Marquis Wenxin of Lü Cheng were all over the world, but Lü Chunqiu's generation had no successors.
No matter how great Lu Fubao's achievements are in the future, they will definitely be in the field of formations, not Confucianism.
At this moment, could Lu Chunqiu see hope in little Diao Chan?
"Chan'er, grandpa is asking you."
"Do you want to dig lotus roots in the lotus pond every day, or do you want to study every day?"
Lu Fubao couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this.
How could my father be so harsh?
Faced with children, you actually throw out sweet bait to seduce them?
How can a child's mood resist the temptation to play?
Just when Lu Fubao thought so, the result was unexpected.
"Grandpa, Chan'er... wants to study by the lotus pond, is that okay?"
Little Diao Chan said, her dark eyes flickering from left to right.
It seems that he has completed his first important achievement in life: lying!
"Hahahahahaha!"
How can children's lies be hidden from their parents, let alone people like Lu Chunqiu and Lu Fubao.
She clearly wanted to study and play in the mud and dig lotus roots.
Lu Chunqiu looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter filled with old-fashioned comfort and no hint of dissatisfaction.
However, Lu Fubao's face turned red and he glared at Xiao Diao Chan angrily. The child blinked his big innocent eyes, but there was a trace of wit hidden in his eyes.
"Okay, okay!"
“Those who have the scriptures and have the authority, know the etiquette but not follow the etiquette, keep one’s duty but not stubborn.”
"Chan'er's character is such that she will be successful in practicing Confucianism and will not become a corrupt Confucian."
"Daughter!"
"When the matter in Jincheng is over, my father plans to take Chan'er back to Lucheng. All the essential collections of my Lu family's Confucianism are in Lucheng. Only when I return can I teach her Confucian practice. What do you think?"
Although Lu Fubao had guessed his father's thoughts, he was still deeply shocked.
"Dad, are you going to train Chan'er to be your heir? But she is not your daughter..."
Lu Fubao really couldn't say the words 'biological child'.
But judging from his father's intention, why does it seem that he wants to train little Diao Chan to become Lu Cheng's future heir?
Female Wenxinhou?
This is incredible!
"snort!"
"That's not a bad idea!"
Lu Chunqiu's long-cherished wish to cultivate a truly qualified successor finally became possible.
He glanced at his daughter with resentment and said to himself: Who told you not to love reading?
The status is wrong, but I still can't find the reason.
