The miracle doctor is four and a half years old, and the big bosses of the whole dynasty dote on me

The Yujing Garden is very large, and there are all kinds of rare birds and animals. The large and ferocious ones basically live in the wide semi-open-air house. Some harmless birds or birds that need to move freely can walk in the whole garden. For example, the white peacock that opened its tail at the little donkey.

In addition to white peacocks, there are also green peacocks, red-crowned cranes, and even red-covered birds.

Yan Zhizhi stared intently, "It's amazing."

But soon, she found that these birds liked to surround the little donkey, and even pecked at each other.

"Are they arguing about who to be friends with Momo?"

Yan Zhizhi humbly asked his father for advice.

Yan Xiaofeng, who understands the body language of birds: "..."

"It should be," the young emperor opened his eyes and said nonsense, "maybe it looks cute. Your friends have always been like you."

Yan Zhizhi held his head and pondered for a while before he understood what he said. Daddy was praising her for being cute!
"Daddy, you are so awkward!"

She hugged Yan Xiaofeng's arm, her eyes sparkled, "Then let's leave Mao Mao here to make friends and go see other animals?"

Yan Xiaofeng was also happy to leave the little donkey behind.

The little donkey, who was still very proud just now, was in a hurry.

[No, no, I want to play with you]

It tried to squeeze out of the encirclement of the white peacocks and get close to the little friend.

Unexpectedly, those birds would not let it go at all, and surrounded it again.

It yelled annoyed 'ahmm'.

In the end, it was the palace people of Yujing Garden who separated the birds, and the little donkey was freed.

It immediately spread its hooves and ran forward.

[Too popular is not good! 】

Yan Zhizhi subconsciously wanted to catch up, but ended up flying into the air.

As soon as he turned his head, he met Yan Xiaofeng's expressionless handsome face.

She immediately hugged the other person's head with a smile, "Drive!"

This is treating daddy as a horse.

The servant in charge of leading the way was so frightened that his legs went limp and he almost knelt on the ground.

However, after waiting for a few moments, he didn't wait for the emperor's anger. He looked up quietly, only to find that the emperor had left with the princess in his arms, and chose the opposite direction from the little donkey just now.

"call."

Exhaling lightly, the servant wiped the sweat from his forehead.Looking at the back of the emperor hugging the princess, he seemed to see a folk man shopping with his daughter in his arms in a daze. The flowing warmth was extraordinarily real, and the reality was very false.After all, the emperor's family has never had true love.

After walking around for a short time, Yan Zhizhi cried out that he was hungry again.

Yan Xiaofeng could only ask someone to bring food, and the father and daughter began to eat.

Eating was not enough, Yan Zhizhi was holding the pastry, looking at the scenery on both sides curiously, walking up and down, seemingly without manners, but revealed a sense of innocence.

"Daddy, come here!"

Yan Xiaofeng looked down at the pastry in his hand, feeling a little dazed.

Even though he was tricked by the late emperor's concubine Shu Gui and sent to Huangzhuang, after a hard time, he did not forget the etiquette he accepted in the palace.This behavior of walking while eating is really... "Daddy, look, here is a white lion, wow, so beautiful!"

The voice of milk whirring kept calling him.

The feeling of eagerness to share with him when he discovered novelty was conveyed to his heart through his voice.

The cold-faced emperor didn't want to ruin this mood.

He also held the pastry and walked over slowly.

The servants who followed were no strangers to it. A group of people hurriedly packed up their things and chased after them with stools and food boxes.

After watching the white lion, then the white tiger, and then the white elephant.

Yan Zhizhi rubbed his fleshy face and asked in confusion, "Why are there so many white animals? Does white mean it's rare?"

The eyes of seeking knowledge turned to the emperor again.

The emperor who didn't understand these things: "..."

At this moment, like Yan Weiming, he wants to establish a tall image in his daughter's heart.

How could a powerful father not know these things?

"Maybe it's because they are rare. Just like capable ministers, if they are too rare, they will be precious."

Yan Zhizhi seemed to understand but not understand.

She is curious, but she also has a big heart, not everything will get to the bottom of it.

A group of people strolled in the garden for several hours, and at the end of the walk, Yan Zhizhi lay tired in Yan Xiaofeng's arms.

"Daddy, are we not done shopping?"

Yan Xiaofeng also came here for the first time. After asking the servant here, he gave the answer.

"There are still some places I haven't visited. Here, it's quite big."

Behind the big one is the emptiness of the national treasury. Thinking of this, Yan Xiaofeng wanted to greet the late emperor who had been buried in the imperial mausoleum.

He looked down and saw that Yan Zhizhi was exhausted like a fish, and suggested, "Come again next time?"

"Humph."

The little miracle doctor groaned and kicked his short legs.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaofeng walked out with her in his arms.After walking out of Yujing Garden, Yan Zhizhi had long since fallen asleep, with his mouth slightly open, sleeping soundly.

With a chuckle, Yan Xiaofeng took a few more steps, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, he lowered his head and took a closer look, okay, his clothes were actually stained with saliva.

He was speechless for a few moments, but in the end he didn't wake up the little genius doctor.

After returning to the palace, Yan Zhizhi became alive instantly, and happily took the peacock feather he picked up to find Yan Weiming.

Yan Weiming, who had been criticized by the Hanlin scholar for doing a lot of homework, had no love in his life.

He was very happy to receive the gift from his younger sister, but when he thought of his father and younger sister going out to play without him, his eyes became sad again.

"I was dropped again."

"Ah this..."

Guiltily pulling his fleshy claws, Yan Zhizhi lowered his head, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Yan Weiming, "Because my brother has a lot of homework, let's go together again during the Cold Food Festival."

Yan Weiming was not happy.

He continued to complain: "As a prince, I have to go to the imperial mausoleum to pay homage on Ching Ming Festival, and I have to prepare all the time for the first two days. You should go too, but if you don't want to go, no one else will say anything. "

This was something Yan Zhizhi didn't expect, and Yan Xiaofeng didn't tell her about it.

Thinking that the prince hadn't had time to play, she felt more sympathetic to him.

She held her head and thought about it seriously, "It's okay, the garden is always there, and when you are free, you can go together."

"How many times have you been there?" Yan Weiming tried to win some benefits.

"Go as many times as you want."

Yan Zhizhi smiled brightly, "Daddy said, that garden belongs to our family!"

Yan Weiming liked the words 'our family', and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "Yes, it belongs to our family, those gardens belong to our family, but it's more expensive to maintain."

He likes to read miscellaneous books, especially some books on the way of merchants. He was criticized by Hanlin scholars before because he read these books.

In the eyes of those Qingliu, the ways of merchants are low-level, and as a prince, he should not touch these things.But he thinks that if agriculture is the foundation of Dacheng, business is one of the means to make this tree more luxuriant.

Of course, the most important thing is that he found that Shang is a good way to make money from those high-ranking officials.

"make money?"

Yan Weiming's eyes suddenly lit up, "Yes, why not make money from them to maintain our garden?"

Yan Zhizhi tilted his head, while being puzzled, he also felt that Yan Weiming was not like a dog at the moment, but like a fox wagging its tail.Speaking of it, if you only look at the bones, foxes and dogs are quite similar.