The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Chapter 42 Chinese New Year (3)

"Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the child, don't tell him, hurry up, catch him" bursts of children's songs suddenly came from the summer courtyard, the singing was jerky, sung by more than a dozen people

It still sounded like more than a dozen people singing it, but with just two lines going back and forth, it soon became smoother with rhythmic clapping.

After learning the song, Zhao Tong explained the rules again. Everyone spread out and sat in a big circle. After a round of "rock, scissors, and cloth", the first unlucky guy was selected. He picked up the handkerchief and walked away for a few steps before letting it go.

He got behind a companion and ran away. Xiao Huangmen, who had put the handkerchief behind him, immediately noticed something was wrong from everyone's expressions. He turned around, picked up the handkerchief and chased after him, but it was still a step too late. Under Zhao Tong's 'coercion'

He stood in the middle of the circle and sang a hometown tune before sitting back down.

After a few laps, everyone discovered the trick. Those who were teased were thinking of 'revenge', those who had never been caught turned around frequently, fearing that they had won the lottery, and even if others saw it now, they pretended to be nonchalant and still clapped and sang.

, the atmosphere slowly became heated, and the yard was filled with singing, laughter and shouts of chasing each other. Everyone was intoxicated in the cheerful game and forgot the troubles in front of them.

It is said that modern behavioral experts have conducted research on this game and believe that during the game, everyone is in a dominant position and can maintain a happy mental state of body and mind, which can make people develop an optimistic, cheerful and positive character. Zhao Yu

When I was a recruit in my previous life, everyone had to endure overloaded training every day, and had to face a new environment and adapt to new interpersonal relationships. Everyone would feel tremendous pressure. The old squad leaders often organized everyone to play with their childhood memories during breaks in training.

The small games you have played can not only release the pressure accumulated in your heart, but also alleviate the gaps between new comrades and between superiors and subordinates through playing together, improve interpersonal relationships, and satisfy everyone's desire to express themselves in public.

Just as Zhao Tong was in a daze thinking about his past days, a young man from the Huang family boldly put a handkerchief behind him quietly, pretending to be fine and continued walking forward, but the gap between him and Zhao Tong was too big.

This made him feel guilty, and he couldn't help but look back as he walked.

The "Second Master" saw Xi finishing his own affairs and had been watching for a while. Seeing that the prince was not aware of it, he couldn't help but remind him.

Zhao Tong suddenly heard someone shouting. He looked around and saw Xi winking at him to remind him. He immediately realized that he had been tricked. He turned around and grabbed the handkerchief on the ground and chased after him. At this time, Xiao Huangmen threw the handkerchief.

We have walked almost half a circle.

"Your Majesty, come one, Your Majesty, come one, oh, oh, oh." Unexpectedly, Zhao Taeren's calves were short and he was late in exerting his strength. Although he ran not too slowly, he still didn't catch anyone's clothes, so he had to stand obediently in the middle of the field. The little yellow men

Seeing that the prince didn't look angry at all, he immediately started learning and selling it. This was how the prince coaxed them just now.

"Then let me sing a song for everyone, okay?" Zhao Ta stood in the field and scratched his scalp and said with a smile.

"Okay, Your Majesty sings the best!" Fengxi clapped his hands vigorously and shouted loudly.

"Wenxi, don't be rude!" Jianxi finished his errands and mixed in with the crowd to watch the fun. When he saw Fengxi, he also started to boo. He stepped forward and shouted with eyes wide open. Seeing that it was Jianxi, Fengxi shrank in fear.

He lowered his neck and lowered his head, not daring to say a word. The other little Huangmen looked at his ice-like face and felt chills.

"What are you yelling about? We are just playing together. You should find a place to sit down!" Zhao Tong pointed at Jian Xi and said, Jian Xi didn't dare to disobey, so he asked a small yellow door to move a place for him and sat down awkwardly.

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"I will sing "Men Should Be Strong", everyone give me some applause!" Zhao Tao stood in the middle of the venue, raising his hands and clapping like a singer facing countless fans, shouting, if he were taller, his hair would be loose

Come on, it's really a bit like the Beatles. If the prince wants applause, who dares not to applaud? Immediately there was applause from all over the court and off the court.

"Pride faces thousands of waves,

Hot blood is like the red sunlight,

Courage is like iron and bone is like fine steel,

The ambition is endless and the vision is far-reaching,

I work hard to be a good man,

To be a good man, you must improve yourself every day,

A hot-blooded man shines brighter than the sun!

Let the sea and the sky gather energy for me,

Go and create a new world for my ideal!

Look at the tall and strong blue waves and the vast and majestic blue sky,

I am a man and I should strengthen myself,

Stand firm and hold your chest high, let’s all be pillars and good men,

Use my hundred points of heat to shine out a thousand points of light!

Be a good man,

Hot blood, hot intestines,

"Brighter than the Sun" is a song that Jackie Chan sings with his deep and rough voice, which makes many men's blood boil. Poor Zhao Tao is only eight years old, and is far from the stage of changing his voice. In order to achieve that effect, he has to hold his voice.

Shouting in a falsetto. People outside the circle only saw the people in the arena singing and dancing, whistling and singing to accompany the fists, the punches were blown by the wind, and the white clothes were fluttering. It had a different charm. After Professor Meng Tao's long punch, the singing

It also happened to fall.

"Okay, a good man should improve himself!" After Zhao Yu finished singing, the people on the field had not yet woken up from it. Someone outside the field shouted "Hello", and then everyone saw that the people in the inner courtyard were already in front of them.

Another big circle formed outside, and Huang Jingchen also came at some unknown time, "Your Majesty's singing is so good, it makes this old slave feel excited, and he has the urge to lift a spear and leap on a horse!"

"Uncle Huang, thank you. It's just a whim. You can play with us." He pulled Huang Jingchen's sleeve and said.

"I'm old and can't run anymore. You can play, I won't disturb you!" Huang Jingchen said to everyone with a smile. The little Huangmen and the people watching were very surprised. Today, the official did not get angry and reprimand them, but acquiesced.

They continued, and when they saw him walking away, everyone cheered loudly.

"Shunzi, have you heard this song sung by the prince?" Huang Jingchen asked Shunzi who was following him when he walked to a deserted place.

"Sir, I've never heard it before, I think I should go check it out!" Shunzi only had a brief understanding of the music, and felt that what the prince sang was very different from what they had heard, but he couldn't explain the mystery behind it.

"Forget it, it's just a song!" Huang Jingchen waved his hands and said, but there was a murmur in his heart.

Seeing that everyone was watching with great interest, Zhao Tong simply pulled all the spectators into the circle. Fortunately, the courtyard of Xia Yuan was big enough, otherwise it would not be able to accommodate so many people. People clapped their hands, sang and danced, up and down.

The dignity and inferiority were all forgotten. People who had never spoken to each other before were now chatting and laughing affectionately. Even Jian Xi, who was always good in front of the servants with his chest puffed out and a straight face, was caught by a little yellow man.

I had to stand in the field and "moo, moo, moo," and imitated a few cow calls before I could escape.

Everyone played until lunch and reluctantly broke up. After a long day of tossing, no one felt a trace of fatigue. The suffocation in their hearts seemed to suddenly disappear. The faces of the little Huangmen also showed long-lost smiles. This

The smile came from the heart, not the forced smile like in the past, and he was still humming the song that the prince had just sung.

After lunch, the whistling north blew, the sky darkened, and the sky was soon filled with black clouds. When Zhao Tong woke up from his nap, he found that snowflakes were already falling. He excitedly stood up with his clothes on and his feet bare.

Walked out of the bedroom.

"Second Master, put on your clothes quickly, don't freeze!" Huaihua was standing by the candlestick at the door, knitting something by candlelight. When she saw Zhao Tong wearing a jacket and leaving the house barefoot, she hurriedly stopped him.

shouted.

"It's snowing so heavily, I want to go out and take a look!" Zhao Tong watched as the snow fell heavier and heavier, and a thick layer was already spread on the ground.

"Then you have to get dressed first!" Huaihua put on Zhao Tao's socks, buttoned his clothes, put on his robe, and put on a jade belt, and then she was busy looking for a cloak for him.

"What are these things?" Zhao Tong suddenly noticed a bunch of gadgets on the table and asked curiously.

"Oh, these are all given to you by the boys in the inner courtyard. They told me to give them to you!" Huaihua said, holding a package in her arms.

Zhao Tong nodded and looked through it. There was a set of candies with portraits of drama characters, as well as sandbags, candy figures, kidney beans, mountain yellows, brown green beans, salt beans, torreyas, steamed pears, dates, and rice-eating sheep.

Children, dogs, hooves, eggs, chestnut palms, bean balls, glutinous rice cakes and other snacks. There was also a "bright silver gun" standing beside the table. He picked it up and danced it a few times, shaking his head with a wry smile.

, it seems that no matter what 'big things' I do, everyone still treats me as a child.

"Second Master, don't eat these things randomly, the things outside are not clean!" Huaihua saw that the prince had grabbed a few beans to eat, and quickly grabbed his hand and said.

"How come, everyone can eat it, why can't I eat it? I'm not that delicate. They will be sad if I don't eat the things they gave me!" Zhao Tong smiled and threw the beans into his mouth and said leisurely.

"Alas, Second Master, you never listen to advice!" Huaihua sighed and said angrily, then opened the bag and took out a large fur cloak.

"Oh, what kind of skin is this? It's so beautiful!" Zhao Tong took one look at it and couldn't help but praise it.

"Second Master, this cloak is made of ermine skin. It is produced in Liao and is very rare. It was given to the empress by the emperor. When you left the palace last year, the empress changed it overnight and left it for you to wear. She has never been willing to wear it even once!

" Sophora japonica gently brushed the fur and said with emotion.

"Family, friendship; friendship, family." Zhao Tong's interest in admiring the snow was gone for a moment, "Forget it, it's snowing heavily, I won't go out!" He returned to the bedroom holding the big cloak and looked out through the thin window paper.

Looking at the heavy snow in the sky, everything in front of him was shrouded in haze, he just stood in front of the window with his big cloak in his arms and said nothing for a long time!