Ye Li pursed her lips into a smile and said, "To prevent the soldiers from not being on the battlefield for too long and becoming rusty. How about … … we have a military drill? "
"Military drill?" Qin Feng said with some curiosity. Although it sounded very strange, he could understand the meaning of Princess Consort's words from her words. In reality, every country had some drills when training their armies. For example, navy drills, troop formations, and various military drills. But Qin Feng felt that Wang Fei would give a more interesting method. Ye Li nodded. She smiled as she thought, "That's right … … Qin Feng, go back and see which place in the northwest is suitable for this kind of large scale drill." Qin Feng raised an eyebrow. "Do you need a big place? The newly built Mohist army drill fifty li outside of Li City should be big enough. "Ye Li shook her head and said with a smile," I don't want that kind of place, I want a battlefield! "
"Battlefield!" Qin Feng was shocked, "Wang Fei's meaning is?"
Ye Li nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, the terrain is complex and the territory is vast. It is a place that can support a true battle. I want a joint drill with many different types of soldiers. Not just the Mohist army, but also the Black Cloud Cavalry. Even Qi Lin must participate. "
Qin Feng imagined the scene that Ye Li described in his mind and suddenly felt his blood boil. He immediately responded in a clear voice, "Wang Fei, don't worry. This subordinate will definitely find a suitable place!" Ye Li nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very good. Go and do your work. I will discuss this matter with the Prince later. Before this … … keep it a secret. "
"This subordinate obeys!" Qin Feng's handsome face was filled with an excited smile. He really had been too idle these past few years. Even though the drill was not a true battlefield, Qin Feng felt it was very interesting to hear Wang Fei's words.
"Mufei … …" There was the sound of a child's light footsteps and a soft call from outside the door.
The smile on Ye Li's face became even gentler. As soon as she raised her head, she saw her baby walk in with an aggrieved expression, looking at her pitifully. Qin Feng, who was standing at the side, twitched his mouth and retreated to the side. "Greetings, Your Highness." Mo Xiaobao noticed that there were outsiders in the study and his aggrieved expression froze. Ye Li smiled and said, "Baby, what's wrong?" Mo Xiaobao directly ignored Qin Feng, turned around the large desk, and threw himself into Ye Li's arms. His little face rubbed against Ye Li's body. "Mufei … I'm not called Baobao. Chen 'er has grown up … "
Ye Li reached out to pick up Mo Xiaobao and let him sit in her embrace. She raised her hand to tap his little head and said with a smile: "Okay, sorry, mufei forgot again. Why did Chen 'er come to find mufei? "It had to be said, the ability to imperceptibly influence others was very scary. When Mo Xiaobao was just born, Ye Li still remembered to call him Mo Xiaobao's full name in the future. Otherwise, if his nickname was spread too widely, her son would feel embarrassed. It was a pity that before Mo Xiaobao had the ability to protest, Mo Xiuyao had spread his son's nickname to the entire Mohist army. If it wasn't for the fact that Mo Xiaobao's name had caused quite a stir, everyone would have thought that the Prince Ding Mansion's shizi was named Mo Xiaobao.
Mo Xiaobao rubbed against his mother's arms in satisfaction, smelling the faint fragrance on his mother's body. He blinked his large eyes and said, "This child has come to accompany niangqin for lunch." Ye Li looked outside to see the color of the sky and then turned her head to look at Qin Feng. Qin Feng lowered his head and coughed lightly. Resisting the urge to laugh, he said, "Replying to Wangfei, it's just past Sishi (modern timing: 9)." Ye Li looked down at Mo Xiaobao and raised her eyebrows, "What bad thing did you do?" Mo Xiaobao pouted his small mouth and pitifully raised his small hand in front of Ye Li, "Niangqin, this child's hand hurts … …"
Ye Li was helpless, "What did your Fuwang ask you to do?"
"Fuwang asked this child to copy Prince Ding's biography ten times. If I don't finish it, I'm not allowed to eat lunch. Wuwu … … Chen 'er's hand is going to be crippled … … "The biography of Prince Ding in the history of Chu has a total of eight chapters. Each chapter has at least two to three thousand words. In total, there are nearly twenty thousand words. If he wrote it ten times, it would be more than two hundred thousand words. Mo Xiaobao trembled and tightly held onto his mother. Even if he was beaten to death, he can't write it. His hand will be crippled! So he took advantage of Fuwang's absence to run to his mother for help.
The last sentence of not being allowed to eat lunch was definitely added by him. Ye Li, who knew her son's moral character, helplessly smiled. However, she still had some complaints about Mo Xiuyao punishing her son to copy so many things. Mo Xiaobao was not yet five years old, he couldn't even hold a brush steadily. More than two hundred thousand words, even an ordinary person would need a lot of time to copy, let alone a child who couldn't even recognize all the words. After thinking about it, Ye Li said, "Then change it to copying Ding Ming Wang's biography." Ding Ming Wang was the first generation Prince Ding, Mo Lan Yun, who was posthumously titled Ming. Seeing the joy in Mo Xiaobao's eyes, Ye Li unhurriedly added, "After you finish writing, you must be able to read all the words. When your father comes back, go and read it in front of him. Do you understand? "
Mo Xiaobao blinked his eyes, but when he saw the unchanging expression in his mother's eyes, he could only reluctantly agree. From eight chapters ten times to one chapter one time, it was already good enough. He obediently nestled into Ye Li's arms, "This child understands."
"Good child." Ye Li rubbed her son's small head and smiled.
Mo Xiaobao immediately smiled and nodded, saying, "This child is the most obedient, this child loves mother the most." Ye Li lowered her head and kissed his forehead. She smiled and said, "Mother also loves Chen 'er the most."
Standing to the side and watching the interaction between mother and son, Qin Feng inwardly shook his head. Little Shizi, every time the Prince wasn't here, you would pretend to be pitiful and get close to Wang Fei. When the Prince came back, you would be chased away and punished again. Was there any meaning?
"The Prince has returned." The sound of a maid greeting came from outside the door. Qin Feng glanced at Little Shizi who was still in Wang Fei's arms and quickly left. "Wang Fei, subordinate will leave first." Ye Li nodded and said, "Go."
Mo Xiuyao stepped into the room and saw his son sitting in Ye Li's arms like a well-behaved child. He unconsciously frowned. She was dressed in white and had a head of snow-white silver hair, which made her seem cold and aloof. However, when he saw his wife sitting behind the desk, his slightly cold eyes became a little warmer. "Lili, what are you talking about?" Ye Li patted Mo Xiaobao and raised her head with a smile, replying, "Nothing, Chen 'er just came to greet me." Mo Xiaobao unwillingly came down from his mother's arms and walked forward to greet his father, "This son greets Fuwang." Mo Xiuyao looked down at him for a moment and then bent down to pick him up so he was at eye level, "Come to greet your mother? Xiaobao is really filial. Fuwang is very gratified. " Being held in his father's arms, Mo Xiaobao immediately struggled. But with his little strength, he couldn't break free from Mo Xiuyao's hands. Mo Xiuyao held him in his arms. Mo Xiaobao used all his strength and his face was red, but he couldn't move those iron-like arms.
"Chen 'er, what's wrong?" With Mo Xiuyao blocking her view, Ye Li didn't see her son's struggle. She just found it strange that her son, who always liked to jump into her arms, was blushing in Mo Xiuyao's arms. Mo Xiuyao looked lovingly at his son and said with a smile, "It seems that Xiaobao already knows how to be shy. He has grown up."
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