Whether it is Qianqing Palace or Qingxi Bookstore, it is always quiet and silent.

Kangxi was really not used to the mixing of these children's voices.

He had already seen Xiaosong's interaction with the children and did not ask the children how they recognized him.

"Get up and knock..."

Kangxi waved his hand.

Several children were born.

Ni Guzhu looked up at Kangxi and said, "Khan Mafa, have you raised a big goose?"

She remembered that just now at the gate of the North Garden, Brother Jiu pointed her to Changchun Garden, which seemed to be bigger than the North Garden.

Kangxi was confused by this nonsense, thought for a while, and said: "There are no geese, there are swans..."

"What color?"

Niguzhu asked.

"White." Kangxi replied patiently.

Ni Guzhu immediately felt disgusted and said: "It's not good-looking, but the peacock is good-looking. There are many colors."

Kangxi thought for a while and said: "The colorful ones include pheasants, mandarin ducks and parrots."

Ni Guzhu took Kangxi's hand without anyone noticing and said, "Then let's go and have a look!"

Kangxi felt that his hands were soft, but he did not agree immediately.

Changchun Garden is a place where you can escape from the noise and listen to government affairs. Half of the garden is occupied by the palace concubines, and the other half is used as a duty room for the ministry officials. It is also a place where the princes and grandsons study. It is not suitable for children to play.

These children are not naughty, but looking at the little girl's ungrateful look, you can tell that they have not been taught proper rules.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Ni Guzhu hugged Kangxi's leg and tried to run up.

"Khan Ma Fa, hug..."

Kangxi paused, then leaned over and picked up the chubby girl.

The Manchus believed in "carrying grandchildren but not children", but for Kangxi, it was just the opposite.

When the prince was a child, he often held him in his arms.

When the prince first learned to write, he held his hands in his arms and taught him each stroke.

It was the same when I got to Si Age.

He watched these two sons grow up little by little from their infancy.

On the other hand, he didn't see his grandchildren much, let alone hold them in his arms.

The first feeling is that it is heavy, and the second feeling is that it is warm.

Holding a child is like holding a small stove.

Ni Guzhu's little mouth was not idle, and she said with some confusion: "Now that the families are separated, can't we visit each other? But we all came to Uku's mother's house to visit..."

When Kangxi heard "separation of families", his heart moved and he said: "Do you still know about 'separation of families'?"

Ni Guzhu nodded and said: "You know, Ama and Uncle Ten separated their families, and so did Uncle Four... Earlier, Ama, Uncle Ten, and Uncle Four were from the same family, but later we had children.

The house can no longer be lived in, so we have to live alone in the courtyard, with Fujin and the children living together...but it's still like a family..."

Kangxi's expression softened as he listened.

This is the right way to teach your children.

The same uncle should not teach children early about distance and distance.

The friendship between their brothers is a matter between them. For the younger generation, they are all the same uncles.

As for skipping the eighth prince...

Kangxi had no intention of intervening.

Earlier, he had chosen a place for the prince's residence, and four residences were located in the north palace at once. Kangxi didn't think much about it.

Because they are two sets of princes.

The fourth elder brother and the eighth elder brother are the elder brothers in the front, and the ninth elder brother and the tenth elder brother are the younger elder brothers in the back.

Now, if these four brothers were really close, then Kangxi would be the one to worry about them.

My little brother doesn't like to talk at home, but now that he sees his sister talking loudly, he wants to talk too.

He raised his head and said: "No, no...it doesn't matter..."

Kangxi looked over.

After all, the younger brother was still young and not familiar with Kangxi, so he refused to say this.

He was quite courageous and did not dodge or dodge, letting Kangxi watch.

When Fengsheng saw this, he took a step forward, covered his little brother, and helped explain: "My brother wants to live with his grandson, so he said he would not separate the family..."

Kangxi's eyes fell on Fengsheng.

The child, who is only four years old, is not as noisy as the ninth elder brother when he was a child, nor is he like the fifth elder brother who only knows how to play. He is actually calm and serious, with a serious face, and looks like the eldest son and eldest brother...
Chapter completed!