Xie Xiuwen didn't intend to let his family know too much about the disputes in the court, he just wanted to give him a reminder.
Now that there is no crown prince in the DPRK, all parties are desperately trying to increase their bargaining chips, and many things are not so easy to do.
Although the Holy Emperor is already over fifty, he does not show signs of exhaustion. Therefore, Xie Xiuwen feels that the Holy Emperor can still hold on for a few more years. It is precisely for this reason that he hinted to the fifth prince not to be impatient and do what others like. Fight as much as you want. He should not show such a desire to compete. Instead, he should do his best to fulfill his filial piety in front of the emperor.
The Fifth Prince's other merits were not obvious, but he listened to advice.
Moreover, he has learned a lot after following Xie Xiuwen for several years.
Naturally, he can also notice the disturbance in the court.
Emperor Jingwen was a little tired that day, so he took a rest in the Ganlu Hall.
"Your Majesty, it's time for you to have lunch."
Emperor Jingwen slowly opened his eyes. He just got up early for a court meeting this morning, but he felt weak and had fallen asleep just now.
Sure enough, he is old and no longer useful.
"Let's prepare the meal."
"yes."
The chief steward went to pass the meal. Emperor Jingwen changed his clothes and cleaned his face under the service of the palace servants. Although he was a little energetic, he had no appetite after looking at the dishes.
After taking a few bites, Emperor Jingwen put down the jade chopsticks, obviously not wanting to eat.
The few palace people who were waiting here were frightened.
They are all responsible for serving the Holy Lord, and the dragon body is the most important.
The chief steward simply knelt down and prayed: "Holy Lord, you only used a few mouthfuls. This is not possible. How about you use more soup?"
Emperor Jingwen waved his hands, really not interested.
The chief steward was worried when the young eunuch came in to report that His Highness the Fifth Prince was outside asking for an audience.
"Let him in."
The Chief Steward stood up quickly, thinking that if the fifth prince was with him to eat, the Holy Emperor might be able to eat a few more bites.
The fifth prince, Li Heng, came in carrying a food box and handed it to the chief steward at the side before bowing and saying hello.
"Excuse me, what are you carrying?"
Li Heng smiled mysteriously, then took the food box and laid out the contents one by one.
"Eunuch Gao, let's come and check it out."
The general manager understood his intention and immediately tested the poison with a silver needle, then took a few steps back.
"Father, I heard Eunuch Gao say yesterday that you have lost your appetite these days. I also saw Eunuch An secretly weeping at his age. This is not possible. I went to the teacher's house today, and it happened that my senior sister also returned to her parents' house. "My wife cooked the food herself, but my son was unfilial. He tasted it first and thought it was very good, so he brought it back to the palace for you to try without stopping."
Emperor Jingwen was coaxed by his words and at the same time glanced at Eunuch Gao with great relief, feeling that his love for him had not been in vain all these years and that he really cared about him.
"What is all this?"
"These are some hometown side dishes made by my wife. This dish is braised meat made by my wife at home. My son especially likes this bite. Would you like to try it?"
Emperor Jingwen thought that he couldn't let his son's wishes fail again, so he had to pick up his chopsticks and take a bite.
"Yeah, not bad! The bamboo shoots are crispy and have a salty aroma, which is delicious."
"Really? Father, let me tell you, my wife cooks in the same way as ordinary people. For example, this stir-fried bacon with bamboo shoots is made with ordinary bamboo shoots. It's not like what we cook in the palace. Do I need to use some more chicken soup or boil it again? Anyway, the taste is relatively pure. The bamboo shoots taste like bamboo shoots, and the tofu tastes like tofu. Anyway, I think it’s delicious.”
Emperor Jingwen was very excited after eating and expressed some appreciation.
As soon as the chief steward saw that His Majesty could eat a few more bites of food, he immediately gave His Majesty another bowl of rice. Of course, he also did not forget to add another bowl of rice to the fifth prince beside him.
"Father, the soup in the imperial dining room was made well today. It's fragrant but not greasy, and it seems to have the aroma of bamboo when you drink it.
. You taste it. "
With Li Heng interrupting, Emperor Jingwen unknowingly went in with a bowl of rice.
This made the chief manager extremely happy.
It's been several days. How has the Holy Spirit ever eaten a bowl of rice?
Because he was happy, the chief manager looked at Li Heng with gratitude in his eyes.
Li Heng immersed himself in eating and finished three bowls of rice in a short while.
Emperor Jingwen was happy to see that he could eat it.
"Yes, you are a young man after all, and three bowls of rice are not much."
Li Heng nodded: "Yes. We use such small bowls, and I have only eaten three bowls. But when I followed the teacher to the countryside, I saw those farmers eating in such big bowls, and some young and strong men They eat two big bowls at one go. But what they eat is not white rice, but sorghum rice."
The bowl that Li Heng was good at gesturing with was probably several times bigger than the bowl he was using now.
The smile on Emperor Jingwen's face faded a little: "So, Heng'er thinks their life is difficult?"
Li Heng took a sip of the soup and then shook his head: "No! Although they eat sorghum rice, at least they can eat enough! I heard from the fellow villagers that they didn't even have enough to eat when they were young. , I still drank only two meals a day. Later, life gradually became better. Now his sons are married and can still eat hard food. This was something that many people could not even imagine back then."
Emperor Jingwen's eyes flashed and he said nothing.
Li Heng didn't seem to expect the emperor to answer his questions, so he happily drank a large bowl of soup, put down the bowl, and then touched his stomach with satisfaction: "I'm so full! This soup is so delicious, father wants it." Don’t you want another bowl?”
Emperor Jingwen came to his senses and shook his head. He had drank a bowl of soup and that was all.
"Father, I want to go to Jinzhou and Yunzhou to have a look. The teacher said that the water conservancy in the south is very good. Two of the canals were built by you more than ten years ago. The teacher said that because of these two The water canal has benefited thousands of people, and I want to see it for myself."
Emperor Jingwen had gentle eyes and a smile on his lips.
"Just to see the ditch?"
Li Heng's little face drooped: "Well, I can't hide anything from my father. I also want to visit Mingshan Academy. The teacher said that there is your most respected Master Xu Shan. You and the teacher will give him a gift every year." I want to go to Mingshan Academy, but I also want to kowtow to Master Xu Shan and meet this great scholar who is famous all over the world."
Emperor Jingwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He raised his hand and nodded: "You! I think you just want to go out and have fun! Do you think you can quit doing all the errands of the official department?"
Li Heng immediately sat upright and said, "No, I don't dare."
"Hmph! Put away your little thoughts. Xie Xiuwen told me earlier that you wanted to go out for a walk. I work so hard in the palace, so you don't want to worry about me? You still want to go out and play, no? That’s true!”
Li Heng curled his lips and said, "Well, there are so many adults helping me, and there are also several royal brothers. How about my son go to less places and not go to Yunzhou?"
