The prince's temples were pounding.
From yesterday until today, no one dared to mention Song San in front of him.
His expression did not change, he suppressed the vomiting feeling in his stomach, smiled slightly and said: "Father is so worried, how could I, my son, fall in love with such a thing."
In front of his biological father, he should express his grievances with appropriate words and secretly complain and act coquettishly.
The emperor laughed loudly, patted his shoulders twice, and praised: "You know how the son I taught could like such a vulgar woman. I have good taste, and my son's taste must not be bad either. Not bad, not bad, If you maintain your temper well, you will still have such a good appetite when you encounter something like this. I did not teach you in vain."
The prince smiled.
Father has always been like this.
He was born well because he inherited his father's beauty.
He is smart and studious, and he inherited his father's brain.
He is a humble gentleman, loyal, filial, virtuous and benevolent, as his father taught him well.
The only thing is that he will never let him suffer the hardships his father has endured.
When he was young, his father was the son of the late emperor's wife. He grew up with his aunt in the market. Because his aunt was not favored, the late emperor had long forgotten about them.
My father never went to school, so he learned the art of making clay figurines from an old widower. With this skill, he married the beautiful and beautiful current queen, and they became husband and wife.
In the second year of their marriage, the late emperor's grandfather ascended the throne. Several sons fought to the death. It had only been two years since he ascended the throne. Before the emperor's addiction was enough, one of his sons forced the palace to rebel.
The late emperor killed everyone and the blood flowed like a river. He was so happy with the killing that he looked back and saw that none of his adult sons were gone!
It was the old man from the palace who helped him remember that he had an outhouse when he was young.
The outer room gave birth to a son for him.
Because his wife was born in a brothel, he had many sons, so he didn't care about it, and he never thought about giving this wild son a jade plate.
He was poisoned by an unknown villain and became extremely ill, so he had to find out the wild son and take him back to the palace. Watching as the wild son ascended the throne and became the emperor, and there were successors in the country, the late emperor closed his eyes, kicked off his legs, and returned to the west on a crane. .
When my father ascended the throne, he did not know a few Chinese characters. The important ministers of the previous dynasty controlled the government, and the aunt, Queen Mother Yang, controlled the harem.
As soon as the filial piety period came out, Queen Mother Yang married her niece as a concubine to her father, and suppressed the current queen.
The former dynasty and the harem are a mess.
My father endured for three years, first understood all the characters, and then slowly dealt with the powerful ministers. It took ten years to eliminate all factions and factions.
The powerful officials retired and returned to their hometowns. Empress Dowager Yang and Concubine Yang fell. One was driven to guard the imperial mausoleum, while the other was given a white silk ribbon and hanged in the cold palace. After his death, a roll of torn mats was thrown into a mass grave for wild dogs and wolves to gnaw on. It was beyond recognition.
In the past ten years, the current queen has lost two sons and a daughter, failed to save a child, and her health has deteriorated and she can no longer have children.
The emperor and the empress hugged their heads and cried, without any joy at all.
After that, the queen took the initiative to draft more women into the palace.
Wei Ji was the first child born in the palace after the emperor and empress took complete control of the former harem.
The imperial concubine does not fight or grab, and puts the queen first in everything. The most important thing to teach her son since childhood is the word "filial piety".
Wei Ji won the favor of the emperor and empress. He was named prince at the age of eleven and joined politics at the age of thirteen.
The imperial concubine is more valuable than her mother, so the word "emperor" was added above the imperial concubine to show the favor that the emperor and empress showed to their mother and son.
The emperor had been wronged for most of his life, so he would never let his beloved son suffer any more wrongs.
Whoever bullied the prince would definitely retaliate in secret.
Fortunately, the imperial concubine gave careful advice and strict instruction, so Wei Ji was not spoiled by his father.
The prince stretched out two fingers and pressed his temples, which were throbbing.
I don't know if it was the influence of the remaining medicine, or if he accidentally caught a glimpse of a gray hair on his father's temples, but he became sentimental, remembering the tragic past of his father and mother.
"Father, I need to resolve this matter myself. If trouble breaks out, my mother and concubine will be disgraced. However, there will be no next time."
When my father sat on the throne, he followed a barbaric path. He would kill anyone who was an eyesore, and if he couldn't be killed, he would be demoted or exiled. He still couldn't stand the docile excerpts written by the ministers. He always suspected that the ministers wrote like this on purpose to ridicule him. Reading less.
If it weren't for the Queen's constant persuasion, I'm afraid my father would have gone down in history as a tyrant.
After the emperor listened to his words, half of the murderous aura in his chest disappeared: "The imperial concubine's face should be taken care of, okay, you have to do it, don't wrong yourself, if you don't like whoever you see, tell the emperor, and the emperor will help you kill her!" "
"Killing is not a serious matter. If you don't get to that point, you can't let it go lightly. Otherwise, if all the ladies follow suit in the future, wouldn't it mean that the ministers are ruining the atmosphere of the capital?"
The prince made a joke, knowing that Song San could not stay and had to be sent away quickly.
"Before I returned to the palace, Mrs. Chao Guogong gave me some plum blossoms. They were planted by my mother before she entered the palace. They bloomed particularly well this year. It happened that I was going to Kunyi Palace to report my safety and send flowers to my mother. Yesterday The mother must also have heard about the son's affairs, and I'm afraid she is worried about her son. Are you with me, father?"
The emperor took a quick glance and saw the plum blossoms on Duobao Pavilion.
It blooms really well, a bit more colorful than the plum blossoms in the palace.
"Let's go, I will go to Kunyi Palace with you."
The father and son went out front and back.
The prince stepped on the ice and slipped, but fortunately Feng Youxi was quick to catch him with his quick eyesight and hands.
The emperor turned back and reached out to hold the prince.
The emperor regarded him as a sick and weak child, but the prince felt uncomfortable all over.
The two got on the chariot together, the emperor let go of his hand, and the prince secretly let out a breath.
The love of an old father is really a sweet burden.
Entering Kunyi Palace, the prince lagged a step behind and whispered to Feng Youxi: "Inform Duke Chao to get Song San away as soon as possible."
Feng Youxi was worried: "Yes, Your Highness."
When the emperor and his son stepped into the palace gate, they saw the imperial concubine kneeling on the ground, begging the queen for forgiveness.
The queen held her forehead and looked like she had a headache. When she saw them, she bowed to each other first and then said: "Prince, please advise your mother and concubine to get up quickly. The married daughter, the water thrown out, the mistakes made by Duke Chao's palace, and What does your mother-in-law have to do with you?"
In front of her son, the imperial concubine had no nerve to continue kneeling. After the prince persuaded her, she stood up and sat down, her face still full of shame.
The emperor held the queen's hand, and the queen slapped it away and asked lovingly: "Prince, are there any injuries to your bones?"
"My son is strong and healthy. He has taken medicine and is fine. He will be fine in a few days. Mother, don't worry." The prince smiled warmly, respectfully yet close to him.
The queen looked him up and down, and was relieved when she saw his rosy complexion and clear eyes.
When the emperor entered the door, there was still murderous intent in his eyes. She knew the emperor's nature well and secretly interceded for the Duke of Chao:
"If I'm to blame, it's because the prince's appearance is too upright and his temperament is too popular with the ladies. The princess has not been decided yet, so it's no wonder that the ladies pounced on her.
In my opinion, it is better to decide on the princess as early as possible, with peace of mind and no hope of giving up. Now that the prince is married and becomes a father, the adults will no longer treat the prince as a child. Your Majesty, do you think so? "
