MTL - Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang-Chapter 900 All rely on the thigh to hug early

  Chapter 900 It all depends on the thigh to hug early

   Several people burst into laughter.

   Several adults next to him also laughed out loud.

  Yan Shirong smiled and said: "Wu Lang has grown up, but he didn't get caught by Xin Bao."

  Emperor Ming Pei also smiled and said: "Xinbao has a set of small words every day, and there are few people who don't get involved by her."

Seeing how lively the few of them were playing, Emperor Ming Pei thought of Gong Shunhou again, and couldn't help but said: "How can Lao Wu be so stupid? I really don't understand. What crime did I do? How could I have such a stupid boy?" child?"

  No one dared to answer these words. After all, apart from the crown prince, he was either a younger brother or a nephew or niece.

  Yan Qingshan was about to speak, but Xinbao raised his head and said: "But this has nothing to do with yeah!"

She got up from the blanket, pulled Yeye's hand away, sat in his arms, and earnestly popularized science: "Don't you know? A boy's IQ... is whether a boy is smart or not, it depends entirely on his mother, while girls are smart." If you are not smart, it is divided equally between father and mother. So yeah, no matter how smart you are, it is useless, and you will not pass it on to your son at all."

  Emperor Ming Pei was stunned.

  Yan Shirong couldn't help being surprised: "It all depends on the mother?"

"That's right," Xinbao actually didn't study this aspect at all, just heard it, but said seriously: "There will be some influence from the day after tomorrow, but innate is like this. The innate influence accounts for more than 60%. Because the boy is completely inherited from the mother. Whether a person is smart or not, many of them will go to two extremes, so there are many boys who are extremely smart, and there are also many who are extremely stupid... But girls are inherited from two people, and most of them are more average, neither particularly smart nor Very stupid people make up the majority."

  Under the halo of the genius doctor, no one doubted it.

  After a short silence, the twins said gratefully: "It's a good thing that father married mother, and it's lucky that aunt is so smart!"

  Ms. Lin also had a little pride, and said: "No wonder, no wonder Tang Sanshui and Tang Erhe are so stupid, because their mother is so stupid!"

   These words really entered Emperor Ming Pei's heart.

   No wonder the fake prince spent so much time cultivating him. Many famous teachers have tried their best since he was a child, but the mud can’t support the wall. It turns out that his mother is too stupid... 60% of it! So even if I try my best, it's only 40%! And not half as smart as the average person!

  Everyone felt that the door to a new world had been opened, Duan and the county king brothers were all trying to remember whether their mother and concubine were smart or not...

  Emperor Ming Pei said: "But why is it completely inherited from the mother?"

  Xinbao began to explain genetic genes and chromosomes...

   Several people listened for a long time: "..."

   Oh, I don’t understand.

  Emperor Ming Pei said unwillingly: "Then what is inherited from father?"

  Xinbao said: "There are all kinds of conduct and habits, most of which are inherited from my father."

  Emperor Ming Pei came to a sudden: "So that's the case. This is the 'fault of not raising a father', so 'marrying a wife who is not worthy and ruining the three generations' is also reasonable."

  He paused for a moment: "If there is another draft, it should follow the example of the imperial examination and give some test questions."

  While talking, he glanced at Yan Shirong, then at the two bachelor sons.

Several people:"…"

  Only Prince Duanhe has a fiancée who is light, "Hey."

  The little fifth brother asked curiously: "Uncle Six, is Aunt Six smart?"

   Duanhe Junwang smiled and said: "I don't know if you are smart or not, but you can write poems and paint anyway, hehehe..."

  He put his hips on his hips and laughed twice, his handsome face blushed slightly, and he tried to cover it up by saying: "You little brats, don't ask me about it!"

  Emperor Ming Pei couldn't see it, and gave Yan Qingshan a glare.

  Yan Qingshan was unusually calm, he had been stared at a lot and he had experience, the emperor felt that there was a phenomenon of human-to-human transmission, such as scratching his ears!

  Actually, the former princes of Dayan still lived in the prince's house even if they got married, but since Gongkehou and Gongshunhou, Emperor Mingpei began to send him out of the palace.

  But Duanhe Junwang is different from his two elder brothers. He was named king, built a mansion, and married in the palace. He has face and freedom, which is very embarrassing.

   How to put it, it all depends on the thighs to hold it early.

  The two younger brothers are very envious, especially the Ninth Prince.

  Xinbao was so excited to play that he didn't start to feel sleepy until he was fast, and then fell asleep after struggling until the time. The prince and his younger brothers were all staying in Chengqian Palace to watch the new year.

  The next day, after the court meeting, Assistant Xiaoyu hurried over to ask for an interview, and asked the little princess what she was looking for that day.

Xinbao also thought about it, and said: "Go to Uncle Yuan and Master Li, and each of you will write a poem in that chic handwriting. If there is a signature, just write what they like the most. , it will be written on Baojun's car."

  Xu Zhiyu quickly asked: "Your Highness, do you want to give this car to them?"

Xinbao was a little heartbroken, but still said generously: "Uncle Yuan is the master of the second brother and the father of his wife, and he gave Xinbao so many flowers, so I gave him one. Master Li is the spokesperson, so I gave it to him. He has one, but don’t forget to hint to him that this is the last one, and you won’t give it to him for another four or five generations.”

  Xu Zhiyu smiled, agreed repeatedly, and asked, "Then when can I buy other people's?"

  Xinbao thought for a while: "We have to wait a little longer."

She paused: "But the pre-sale can start. When the time comes, you can go to your younger brother and ask him to order a few types, such as the one used by the second elder brother before. There are no flowers, and there are poems like Uncle Yuan. , and the kind that Xinbao is going to give to military generals like Taigong and Uncle Shen, the bronze one... In short, after deciding on a few, let them choose which one, don't choose randomly. Then the pre-sale will start, whoever pays the deposit first , whoever will do it first. There is also the old-for-new policy, the standard, and how much to sell, and you also draw up."

  She thought about it again: "Is there anything Xinbao missed? Do you have any questions?"

  Xu Zhiyu said with a smile: "I'm gone for the time being, I'll go to Mr. Xiang first, ask these things clearly, and then ask His Highness for instructions."

  Xinbao nodded: "Yes."

  Xu Zhiyu resigned.

  Xinbao took a pen and began to calculate how much money a car would cost on the table.

There are more than 300 people in Xiang Xiaojun's workshop, rounding up to 500 people, assuming that one person earns one tael of silver a day, it is 500 taels, and it takes three days to make a car, that is 1,500 taels One hundred taels...A car needs four wheels, and Eucommia gum is very expensive. After all, rare things are more expensive. Assuming that the cost of Eucommia gum for one wheel is five hundred taels, it adds up to two thousand taels...

   Yuan Shenjue who was listening beside him: "..."

  One tael of silver a day? ? Five hundred taels of Eucommia gum for a wheel? Besides, why should the coachman's wages be counted? Isn't it buying a car to send to the driver?

   Do you need such a profiteer? ?

  Xinbao murmured and calculated for a long time, and then announced: "A Baojun car, the price is 350,650 taels!"

  Yuan Shen Jue: "..."

  (end of this chapter)