The emperor scolded the bastard a few more times, but was unable to hit him any more. He fell down, beat the ground and cried loudly: "You heartless people, no one remembers me, you all left me behind." It’s over——”
When the prince saw that his father was in good health today, he couldn't help but try to figure out the intention of his behavior. He also thought that his second son was taken away by people from Qianqing Palace yesterday and has not returned yet, and he felt vaguely aware of it.
At this moment, listening to my father's words when he was heartbroken, those few guesses turned into a 70% to 80% solid certainty.
He was a calm person by nature, but he did not change his tone at this time. He took advantage of the situation and sat down next to the emperor, and gently advised: "Emperor Xiaowen, Taizong of the Han Dynasty, said, 'The birth of all things in the world cannot be destroyed without death. , the deceased is the law of heaven and earth, and the nature of things, it is very sad. The law of heaven is like this and has not changed for thousands of years, so there is nothing worth being sad about."
The emperor shed tears, shook his head and said: "It's all nonsense, he didn't kill his son!"
The prince said: "Queen Lu married the daughter of the Lu family as the princess for the Liu family kings. Emperor Taizong Xiaowen was the acting king at that time, so how could there be an exception? However, after the Zhulu Rebellion, who still knows the original wife of the acting king? Where are you and your heirs?"
The emperor shook his head again, holding his son's sleeve with one hand, and reluctantly touching the top of his head with the other hand.
The prince meekly lowered his head.
But I heard the emperor choke and say: "Silly boy, he doesn't love his sons as much as I love you, how can he know how uncomfortable I am?"
The prince's words were stagnant, and his heart suddenly felt like a knife. He looked up at his old father's gray temples. He could no longer speak, and could only burst into tears.
Chapter 164
Whether the prince is calm, intelligent, responsible, or generous...
These excellent qualities may be inseparable from his innate qualifications, but the careful teaching of his parents also played a very important role.
He is a child who grew up with the love and attention of his parents.
The emperor's situation before marrying his wife was quite difficult. Marriage to the queen not only meant that he had a family, but also meant that his life had begun a new chapter.
When the eldest son was born, he was twenty-seven years old. At that time, he was already considered an older father.
His wife, who had just given birth, was lying on the couch with a rosy face and a windproof smear on her forehead. He didn't know how to exert his strength and carefully held the young life in his arms, but it actually got wet. Eye sockets.
This is his flesh and blood, the continuation of his bloodline, and the most important factor in forming a family with his wife. For him, this child is a priceless treasure!
At that time, he was just an ordinary general in the rebel army. He was far less majestic than when he was in his 95th year. But those days were so good!
With a young wife and a lively and lovely son, every day seems to be soaked in sunshine from beginning to end, making people feel warm inside, as if they had eaten a bowl of Yangchun noodles in March.
He tried his best to find time to accompany his son, teaching him how to ride horses and archery, and also hired famous teachers to enlighten him and help him read and understand.
This kid is also up to his standards. He has looked like a grown-up since he was a child...
The prince naturally senses his father's love for him, and it is precisely because he senses it that he wants to be a role model for the prince and the eldest son who lives up to his parents' value!
I can manage the affairs of the Qing Dynasty in court, suppress the civil and military officials in the palace, be filial to my parents and love my brothers at home, but now I see my father is so sad because of my words, how can I harden my heart? Come on, why don't you continue to fight with words?
Both father and son were so sad that they couldn't even describe it and started crying.
…
Zhu Di and Yan Wangmao were behind the screen in the hall, staring at this side with both pairs of eyes. Zhu Di even had a stool under his feet, while King Yan relied solely on his height.
But at this moment, the expressions on both of their faces were a little complicated.
It seems like confusion, like confusion, mixed with indescribable sourness and grievance.
Although they are all flesh and blood, although they are all brothers from the same mother, only the eldest brother will receive such preferential treatment in front of the old man.
If it were the son next to him, who would dare to confront the old man head-on when he is angry?
Who can escape unscathed after a head-on confrontation?
Even though Zhu Di had experienced his previous life and knew the old man's preference for his eldest brother, and as the eldest son of the Eastern Palace in this life, he could not help but feel sad at this time.
The reason why Zhu Yunwen in his previous life was able to be helped to the throne by the old man was that the legacy left by his eldest brother was a very important reason.
How could Zhu Di, who is also his son, not feel aggrieved?
He is like this, let alone King Yan at this time.
The brothers from the same mother came to visit the old man. Why did he kick him without saying anything when it was his turn? Then he picked up the snowball and wanted to kill everyone. But when it was the eldest brother's turn, the scene changed again. Has it become like this?
He didn't even dare to say a word, but accidentally found the old man hiding in bed secretly crying. And where was his eldest brother?
After directly confronting the old man and witnessing the old man bursting into tears, he could still be at peace with his father and son, as if nothing had happened to them?
Why.
King Yan has always been friendly with his elder brother, but he only obeys the orders of the East Palace. At this time, the cat saw this scene from behind the screen, but he did not feel dissatisfied or resentful towards his elder brother because of this.
He was just very vague, slightly aggrieved and a little sad.
Big brother is your son, am I not?
You just hit me with a snowball, it really hurt!
King Yan had no intention of seeing his biological father and eldest brother's affectionate father-son relationship again. He turned around sadly, went back to the soft bed where he was before and lay down, pulling up the quilt to cover himself tightly.
Feeling a bit tired.
Better get some sleep.
King Yan thought, maybe his brain was really damaged. My eldest brother is so good to me, how can I be jealous of him?
Get some sleep.
It'll be fine if you wake up.
Not to mention him, even the emperors in the space were silent for a long time when they saw this scene.
In the royal atmosphere where fathers and sons roar, Lao Zhu's family is really out of place.
You can say that they are from the bottom of the family and smell like firewood, but at the same time, you have to admit that their family has the strongest sense of humanity.
Ying Zheng has so many sons, does anyone dare to speak out against him like the prince?
Fusu was brave, but he turned around and was sent out of Xianyang.
And with Ying Zheng's temperament and experience, he would never be able to do such a thing as the emperor not far away, falling to the ground, touching his son's head and crying loudly.
Liu Che...
It’s a proper be ending, so don’t mention it.
Li Shimin...
What he valued most was the three sons born to Empress Changsun, and he did treat them with great affection. However, in the end, the eldest son and the second son seized power, playing with men, and plotting against each other. In the end, the two Both were eliminated, and finally the last seedling, Li Zhi, succeeded to the throne.
……Fine.
Several of them were once mountain people, so they naturally knew that the road up the mountain was difficult. Now they saw the old Zhu family as a kind father and a filial son, with no suspicion of each other. How could they not feel sorry for him?
"It's just a pity," Ying Zheng said with a regretful expression, "The prince passed away early."
Zhu Yuanzhang, who looked pitifully at the father and son on the ground holding each other's arms and crying, felt sad when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly: "Yes, Biao'er passed away long ago. I lost the son I valued most, and Ming Dynasty also lost the most important son." A good successor."
Li Yuanda looked at the expressions of King Yan and Zhu Di outside and said softly: "King Yan also lost his best brother."
Emperor Jianwen reigned for four years, which can be said to be three hundred and sixty days a year for the kings. The wind, swords, frost, and swords pressed each other hard.
And when the King of Yan was wearing thick clothes under the scorching sun, when he was forced to pretend to be crazy, when he sent his three sons to the capital as hostages, when he abandoned his dignity and lay sleeping in the pig pen, was there any time? Thinking of your brother who died young?
Could he secretly shed tears and reminisce about his loved ones when Emperor Jianwen’s details were hidden from prying eyes?
It would be great if my eldest brother was still here.
How could such a kind person like him have the heart to treat his own brother like this!
…
When the queen rushed over, the father and son in the bedroom had already finished crying.
After she entered the house, she first went to see her youngest son, King Yan, and saw that this guy was sleeping soundly around the quilt.
I just don’t know what I was dreaming about. I fell asleep, but my brows were still furrowed.
The queen was a little heartbroken, so she moved gently and reached out to touch his forehead. She felt that there was no fever or swelling, so she felt a little relieved and ordered the attendants to take care of him. She went in to see the father and son. .
As soon as she saw the situation in the bedroom, even though she was worried before coming here, the queen couldn't help but laugh.
The husband, who had always been solemn and dignified, and the son, who had always been gentle, elegant, and polite, were all slumped on the ground without any image. The two of them looked like two red-eyed rabbits, with two pairs of eyes. The skin became red and swollen.
After laughing, the queen suddenly became uneasy. Then she thought about her purpose of coming here, then her face became serious, and she stepped forward and said, "What's going on?"
She asked her husband with a dissatisfied tone: "Okay, why did you beat the fourth child? Then the child came to see you and showed filial piety. Is this wrong?"
emperor:"……"
The emperor hesitated for a moment, and finally said helplessly: "It's my fault, I moved my hands in a moment of excitement - is the fourth child okay?"
The queen's face was like a brick of ice. She didn't mention King Yan, but asked him: "It seems that you are okay?"
The emperor said "Ah" in some astonishment, and then reacted: "Oh, oh oh, I'm fine..."
The queen sneered: "Don't you have an incurable disease and you will die soon?"
emperor:"……"
The prince was listening and couldn't help but smile.
The emperor smiled bitterly and said: "My son has just lectured me, why bother the two masters?"
The queen snorted coldly, but said: "He said his, and I said mine. Could it be that after he said it, I can't say it anymore?!"
The emperor originally wanted to argue a few words, but at this moment his sleeve was quietly pulled by his son.
Feeling the slight pull, he was stunned for a short time, and then came back to his senses. After understanding, he felt a bit heart-wrenchingly painful.
Let her speak.
How long can he listen to such complaints?
He sighed almost inaudibly, and his tone was helpless and a little gentle: "It's my fault. Just say it, I'll just listen."
Such behavior surprised the queen.
This is really not what this old guy can say!
What's going on? The sun comes out from the west? !
Or……
