I was vying for favor with four big daddy

Chapter 45 Xiaotuanzi worships his master

Looking at the confused Tangtang, Cheng Qingshuang was frowning.

Now she lives with her mother in the side courtyard of the General's Mansion, and both the General's Mansion and the General's Mansion prosper and lose together.

Tangtang is ashamed, and her face is not bright.

For so many years, she has been a well-known talented woman in the capital. If people know that she has a sister who behaves vulgarly, how can she meet people?

Cheng Qingshuang held Xiaotuanzi's little hand all the time, and led her to the door, telling her: "Don't forget, sister."

"Forgot what?"

When Mrs. Xuan got into the car, she hugged the well-behaved little meatball into her arms, and kissed and kissed again and again, the pain was excruciating.

The little glutinous rice ball was amused by the grandmother and started to giggle, scratching the tickled little cheek with two paws: "Sister Qingshuang asked Tangtang to work hard."

Mrs. Xuan looked at her big bright eyes, and loved her more and more: "Then grandma's darling, are you working hard?"

Xiao Tuantuan held two little claws and nodded vigorously: "Yeah, Tangtang will do it. Master said, let Tangtang follow Daddy and study hard."

Such a small and lovely little dumpling makes people feel even more distressed when they talk about it.

Mrs. Xuan coaxed her: "As long as our good boy is happy, we can worship whichever master we want, study and practice martial arts is up to you."

"Hee hee hee, good wow."

The carriage ran on the road for more than half an hour, and stopped in front of a solemn and magnificent academy.

The gate of the academy is extremely wide, with a few big red lacquered pillars soaring into the sky in front of the gate, Xiao Tuantuan tried his best to look up with his little head, as if he couldn't see the roof.

But on the black plaque at the main entrance, there are three gold-lacquered characters "Chongwenguan", which she still recognizes.

Her little paws held her grandma's big hand, but her big eyes looked here and there.

The main entrance of the Chongwen Museum was not opened, only the doors on the east and west sides were opened, and there was already a long queue, most of which were children about her age.

Mrs. Xuan patted her little head: "Does my dear baby want to study or practice martial arts?"

"Reading." The big eyes blinked, quite determined.

Mrs. Xuan smiled, and led her to stand on the east side: "My dear baby, you can go in with your master later, okay?"

Xiao Tuantuan nodded vigorously: "Tangtang knows, grandma, don't go far away, Tangtang will be sad if she can't find you when she comes out."

Old Madam Xuan kissed her little face distressedly: "Grandmother won't leave, so Grandmother will just sit in the carriage and wait for our sweet baby to come home."

"That Tangtang made an agreement with grandma."

Her little paw let go of grandma's big hand, and touched her sleeve reluctantly: "Grandma, go back to the carriage and sit down. You will get tired after standing for a long time. Tangtang can do it alone."

Mrs. Xuan was so soft in her heart that she hugged Xiao Routuan and kissed again and again, and walked back to the carriage every step of the way.

The children who come to worship the master have to go in one by one.

A master standing at the door wrote down Tangtang's name and residence, and then wrote a wooden sign for her to take: "Enter."

Xiao Tuantuan walked into the east gate of Chongwen Museum with his short legs.

The inside of the Chongwen Museum is very large. There are several corridors in front of it, and there are many exotic flowers and plants beside it, which are fragrant and beautiful.

There are rockeries and waterfalls behind the flowers and plants, but none of them are as beautiful as Yunwu Mountain.

Xiao Tuantuan felt here, looked there, walked and got lost.

When she was in Yunwu Mountain, she often couldn't find the way home, but Ban Ban took her home or carried her back every time.

Here, only herself.

Xiao Tuantuan walked slowly along the corridor and passed through the two moon gates, only then could he faintly hear the sound of reading.

Are the masters there?

Masters, wait for Tangtang, Tangtang is here.

The little short-legged child stepped forward and ran forward: "... ouch."

The excited little Tuantuan tripped over a big somersault, and Baji sat on the ground.

She frowned, covered her little butt with her claws, and muttered: "The butt is about to break into several pieces."

"Ouch, whose little glutinous rice balls have come out?" Someone under the tree next to him said.

Xiao Tuantuan pouted and turned his head: "...Grandpa?"

An old man sat on the root of the big locust tree, wearing ragged clothes and trousers, with his belly exposed.

He was holding a big gourd in his arms, and a green parrot was standing on his shoulder, looking at her and smiling: "Who are you, little glutinous rice balls?"

"Tangtang, come to pay respects to Master's Tangtang."

"Which wife do you want to worship?"

Xiao Tuantuan shook his head in confusion: "I don't know, TangTang doesn't know Masters."

Just listen to the parrot talking: "Tangtang, Tangtang..."

Xiao Tuantuan's eyes lit up immediately: "Parrot Bald Mao Mao, you are so smart, you know Tangtang's name."

The old man also sat up: "How do you know the parrot's name, you know the old man?"

"I don't know, wow, it was Bald Mao Mao who told Tangtang."

The old man looked at her with a smile: "What an interesting little glutinous rice ball."

Xiaotuanzi, who didn't feel any pain in his ass, got up on the ground, and saluted the old man: "Grandpa, Tangtang is going to visit his wife, so I can't talk with you."

She ran for a while, then ran back again, took out her small handkerchief and covered the old man's belly:
"Master said, if you expose your belly, you will catch a cold. Grandpa, you should pay attention."

Xiao Tuantuan waved his little paw, and then ran away in peace.

After waiting for an hour at the gate of the Chongwen Museum, when Mrs. Xuan was in a hurry, she saw a snow-white glutinous rice dumpling rushing towards her like the wind: "Grandmother—"

Mrs. Xuan hugged the fleshy little ball into her arms: "Oh, grandma's sweet baby, have you paid homage to your master?"

"That's right, the masters asked Tangtang's name and what books he had read, so they asked Tangtang to come out to meet grandma."

Madam Xuan looked at the little man dancing in her arms, and felt a little apprehensive: "Then which master did our little boy worship?"

Xiao Tuantuan shook his head: "Masters didn't say wow."

Children from other families can tell the name of the master as soon as they come out. This is the one who has worshiped the master. If they fail to do so, they just ask three questions.

It seems that this dumpling has not been favored by the master.

After all, he was young, and there was still a chance next year, so Mrs. Xuan didn't take it seriously.

After a while, a young master came out and posted a red list, which listed the children who had worshiped the master and the masters they worshiped.

As soon as the red list was posted, the crowd erupted: "Sage Xun actually accepted disciples!"

"Xun Shengren is a generation of literary giants. He hasn't accepted an apprentice for decades, and even Mr. Zheng has not been able to worship under him."

"That's right, since Saint Xun has been the master of His Majesty and Prime Minister today, there is no apprentice who can catch his eyes."

"Who's child is so smart, worshiping the sage Xun, even Mr. Zheng will call "little uncle" when he sees him."

"That's not written, the daughter of Xuanmo's family, General Zhenxi!"

(End of this chapter)