kingnovel Chapter 548 Learning to Write
Chapter 548 Learning to Write
The emperor had been depressed for many days, and he was really happy when he saw his grandchildren and the queen.
He was holding one in each of his arms, and his old face was smiling like a terrace.
"Jiao'er and Rou'er, have you gained weight again?" The emperor patted the two little guys' butts.
I haven't seen you for a few days, and you feel a lot heavier, as if I were holding two pieces of flesh.
"Grandfather, we are not getting fatter, we are getting taller." Shang Rou pouted in dissatisfaction.
If their mother finds out that they have gained weight, she will have to control their snack intake.
"Oh, yes, I'm not fat, I've just grown taller, hahaha..." The emperor was so happy.
I kissed my grandson and granddaughter on the forehead. How could there be such lovely children?
"Grandfather Emperor, what are you doing?" Shang Jiao pointed at the memorial in front of the emperor.
There are so many little notebooks, I don’t know what my great grandfather is doing.
"My royal grandfather is reviewing memorials just like your father." The emperor pointed at Shang Zhanchen who was still reviewing memorials beside him.
The little fellow took a look, climbed onto the table, took out a memorial and opened it. After seeing the neatly written words inside, he pointed with his chubby little hand.
“This is so pretty!”
"When Jiao'er and Rou'er learn to write, they will definitely look better than this." The emperor gave them another kiss with delight.
"Grandfather, Jiao'er also wants to write." Shang Jiao shook the memorial in his hand.
His grandfather could write, his father could write, even his grandmother and mother could write. Only he and his sister couldn't write, and he also wanted to learn how to write.
"Okay, then your grandfather will teach you how to write." The emperor also became interested.
He hurriedly put all the memorials in front of him to Shang Zhanchen.
"I'm going to teach Rou'er and Jiao'er how to write. You can review these."
“…”Shang Zhanchen.
Looking at the large number of memorials pushed over by my father, I don't want to review any of them.
The emperor had no time to pay attention to his emotions and hurriedly asked Eunuch An to bring pen and ink. Seeing that his brother was going to learn to write, Shang Jiao also climbed up with his little butt sticking out.
“I want to learn how to write, too.”
"Okay, then you all write." The emperor smiled.
He took a brush and put it in Shang Jiao's hand and began to teach him carefully.
"Grandfather is teaching you how to write the character '人'. First, write the left stroke, which should have some strength. Then write the right stroke, which should also be a little longer."
Shang Jiao was extremely happy when he saw the calligraphy that his royal grandfather taught him.
“I can write now.”
"I want to learn too!" Shang Rou also leaned forward anxiously.
She snatched the brush from her brother's hand. Her brother had learned how to write, but she couldn't.
"Okay, Grandfather Huang will teach you how to write again."
The emperor held Shang Rou's little hand again and taught her to write the character "人". Looking at the words she had written, Shang Rou smiled happily.
"I can write too!" It turns out that writing is so easy.
"Then you start practicing!" The emperor took another brush and handed it to Shang Jiao.
The little fellow took the brush and started writing seriously. Following his grandfather's instruction, he quickly finished writing the character "人".
When the emperor saw the word "人" written by his grandson, his eyes lit up.
"Jiao'er is really amazing."
After only teaching it once, his grandson's writing was already quite good. Even the queen, who had been silent all this time, came over to join in.
After seeing the words written by his grandson, he also curled his lips.
"Our Jiao'er writes so well!"
It is very good for a one-year-old child to write like this. When she heard her grandfather and grandmother praising her brother, the little girl immediately pouted.
“My writing is also beautiful.”
He only praised his brother and not himself, saying that his grandparents were partial to him.
"Rou'er's writing is also beautiful." The Queen and the Emperor looked over again.
Although my granddaughter's handwriting is not as good as my grandson's, after all, the child is still young and it is his first time writing, so it is not easy for him to write to this level.
Hearing her grandfather and grandmother praising her, the little girl smiled happily.
"Hey hey hey..."
Now he was motivated and started writing in an orderly manner. Shang Jiao's writing looked better and his back was straight.
The Queen and the Emperor loved them so much that such a young child looked so good.
I thought the two kids were just trying to write something new and would give up after writing a few words, but the two little guys actually started writing seriously.
He did not stop writing until the whole piece of paper was filled, and the emperor looked very happy.
"Jiao'er and Rou'er are so amazing!"
The two children were very naughty. I thought they would give up after writing two words, but I didn’t expect them to write so many.
Even the queen was surprised. After all, she knew better than anyone how naughty her grandson and granddaughter were.
I didn't expect that he was so patient this time and wrote so well. I heard my father and mother praising their son and daughter all the time.
Shang Zhanchen couldn't help but looked up. When he saw the densely packed words on the paper, he was stunned for a moment.
He quickly put down the brush, took the two pieces of paper, and curled the corners of his lips.
“You wrote all this?”
Normally they are not calm for a long time, I didn't expect that they could calm down and write so many words.
"Of course, my grandchildren are so amazing." The emperor raised his chin proudly.
These two children really surprised him.
"Let your grandfather teach you one more word." Shang Zhanchen looked at his daughter and son.
If they could still write on a piece of paper, they could be enlightened now.
"I still want to learn." Shang Jiao looked at his grandfather happily.
Writing is fun, and he wants to learn it. When Shang Rou heard that his brother wanted to learn writing, she nodded.
"I want to learn too."
"Okay, then your grandfather will teach you how to write again." The emperor held Shang Jiao's little hand again.
"Then Grandfather will teach you how to write the character '天'. The horizontal stroke must be stronger..."
As the emperor was writing and talking, the two little ones stared at their grandfather's brush with their big round eyes.
As soon as he finished writing, he couldn't wait to start writing on his own paper, although his strength was a little weaker.
But it still looked pretty good. The Queen and the Emperor kept grinning at them. They thought the two children would fill up the entire piece of paper like they did before.
As a result, Shang Rou gave up halfway through writing.
"I won't write anymore." He dropped the brush.
She slipped off the emperor's grandfather's body and ran out with her short legs. She was too tired and didn't want to write anymore.
Shang Jiao originally wanted to fill up the entire piece of paper, but when he saw that his sister had gone out to play, he hesitated for a moment and put down his brush.
He slipped off the emperor's grandfather's body and ran out.
“I won’t write anymore.”
"Alas!" The emperor frowned.
He stayed here for a short while before leaving. Seeing that the queen had followed him, he quickly stood up.
"I'm going to see the children, you review the memorials." After saying this, he hurriedly chased after him, as if he was afraid of being called.
“……”Shang Zhanchen’s lips curled slightly.
Do you think the child needs your help? He just wants to stay with his mother.