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date="2020-11-25"

title="269"

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series = ["The Way of Favors"]

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Concerning his brother, Fu Rong didn't dare to talk to Second Princess again and again, went to Concubine Rou to sue him, and then waited slowly for news.

Xu Jin is also waiting for news from his subordinates, but Ge Chuan is probably trapped for many years for fear of being bound by Xu Jin again. The whole person seems to have completely disappeared from the world, from the scorching summer to the frosty autumn to the capital. The first snowfall came quietly, and the people sent out could not inquire about any deeds related to the genius doctor.

Xu Jin was not too disappointed or angry.

In fact, he himself knew that no matter how godly Ge Chuan was, he did not have the ability to resurrect him. Even if the doctors in the hospital were not as good as Ge Chuan in medicine, they were always proficient in pulse diagnosis, and his father's body was completely broken in the past two years.

He knelt in front of the dragon couch and looked at the sleeping father after taking the medicine, worried and blamed himself.

He really didn’t know that in his previous life, his father, who was a patron of Guan Ying, had indeed suffered a serious illness, but his father kept the news strictly. He didn’t know at all. If he knew, he would definitely not let Guan Ying enter the palace. , will definitely think of other ways to deal with the prince, even if that means paying more attention.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

Xu Jin looked back.

Zhen walked in blankly and looked at the dragon couch. When he reached his father's side, he whispered, "Is the emperor's grandfather still asleep?" After taking a nap, he played outside for a while.

The little guy had obviously just washed his face and came in. There was a faint scent of cream on his face. Xu Jin shook his little hand and coaxed him: "Yes, the emperor's grandfather is not awake yet, Zhen go back to find his mother."

Zhen nodded obediently and was about to leave. Looking at his kneeling father, he curiously asked, "Why is he kneeling?" Those eunuch ladies only kneel when they make a mistake. Did he also make a mistake?

Xu Jin carefully taught him: "Because the emperor's grandfather is ill, and his father is the son of the emperor's grandfather, he is kneeling, and the emperor's grandfather is getting better soon."

Zhen understood, and said happily, "After that, Daddy is sick, and I will go to kneel before Daddy's bed."

Tongyin was soft, and when it fell, a weak laugh suddenly came from the dragon couch.

"Father, you are awake," Xu Jin looked quickly and blamed himself: "Did we wake up by talking?"

Emperor Jiahe shook his head and motioned to Xu Jin to help him up and sat down on the front pillow. He smiled and waved to Zhen: "Zhen come over, see your blushing face, did you just go to play?"

Zhen walked to the dragon couch and was mentioned to the couch by his father. Zhen was originally afraid of the emperor's grandfather, but the emperor's grandfather was sick for so long, and Zhen felt sad, so he was not so afraid. Hearing the emperor's grandfather's question, he whispered thoughtfully, "Well, I was chasing the eagle with Ling Shou. ."

Emperor Jiahe didn't ask how he knew it was an eagle, and said with a smile, "Have you caught it?"

Zhen shook his head: "No, the eagle flies very high."

Emperor Jiahe patted his grandson's little shoulder encouragingly: "Zhen is still young. When you grow up, let your father teach you how to shoot arrows. Zhen shoots the eagle down with an arrow."

Zhen looked up at Daddy excitedly, and when Daddy nodded, he happily said, "I will shoot the eagle down and show it to the emperor grandfather!"

Xu Jin lowered his eyes.

Emperor Jiahe was just like not seeing his son's gaffe, only Huang Sun's innocent and cute face was in his eyes, "Okay, Emperor Jiahe is waiting for Zhen to grow up, and then Emperor Jiahe will see Zhen shooting an eagle."

He once taught his sons how to draw bows and shoot arrows, and take them on horseback hunting. He had no chance to teach his grandchildren, but he would watch them in the sky.

After the grandfather and grandson had finished speaking, Emperor Jiahe reluctantly touched his grandson's head, "Zhen went to your grandmother and said that the grandfather wanted to see her."

Zhen liked that the elders treated him as an adult and told him to do things, and ran out with a smile.

Emperor Jiahe looked at Xu Jin and said calmly: "Zhen is a good boy. I am very relieved to have you discipline him. Brother Zhang, brother Zhuo, they are still young and their tempers are still undecided. You send someone to discipline him, don't let him They are crooked, and sister Yue, usually let her play with A'Xuan Apei more, we are less of Xu family girls, this generation finally has a few more, there is no difference between sisters."

A tone of explaining the funeral.

Xu Jin knelt in front of the dragon bed, and solemnly promised: "Don’t worry, your father will teach your two nephews with all your heart, so that they will grow up. Sister Yue and Erchen will even be your biological daughters, and they will be with Apei A'Xuan. The same treatment. And Fuhui, the son will treat her as a sister, and will never mislead her."

He said one more thing, and the emperor would take less effort.

Emperor Jiahe believed that his son would not be embarrassing for a few children, and asked: "Next year Qiu Duo Xiaoman, what do you plan to do?"

When it comes to political affairs, Xu Jin's tone is calmer, "The child minister will call him over for questioning. If he is interested, he naturally knows what to do."

Emperor Jiahe nodded with satisfaction. Sometimes, it is better to be on top of everything. The real smart people know how to choose.

"You like Fu, and I don’t interfere, but in the future, you must not spoil her too much. If a woman’s heart is big, it’s not easy to manage. Fu Family, Fu Pinchuan brothers have big talents, Fu Chen and his brothers are also worthy of the pillars of the country. How to use them, you have a number in your heart. Just remember, don't bring your love for Fu to the court. If you are not careful, you will harm Zhen."

The son can show favor to the Fu Family. If the Fu Family becomes more powerful, it will be able to suppress the new monarch in the future and become a threat to Zhen.

Xu Jin understood that he calmly looked back at his father's meaningful look, "Children understand, and they will never get confused."

Emperor Jiahe nodded.

Outside Wanquan reported that Queen Cui arrived.

"Go down, I will talk to your mother." Emperor Jiahe said with a bit of fatigue.

Suddenly Xu Jin felt that his legs were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up. Looking at the father who was resting with his eyes closed, he slightly raised his head and walked out. To greet his mother in the outer hall, Xu Jin sent someone to invite King Kang Huai and the others to enter the palace, and then ordered someone to inform Concubine Rou's mother and daughter, and finally sent a message to the east palace.

Xu Jia always followed Xu Jia when Xu Jin was in the palace. After entering the palace, the eunuchs finally showed their faces frequently in front of Fu Rong. Today, the eunuch who is next to Xu Jin spread the word, "Manny, the prince sent someone to invite The princes have entered the palace, and they asked the empress to go over immediately. The prince also said that you should bring the two little masters."

Fu Rong shook his heart.

Emperor Jiahe, how about it?

Without time to guess, Fu Rong hurriedly told Mei Xiang to change clothes for A'Xuan Apei. She also changed her body in plain colors. The mother and daughter hurried to Chongzheng Hall.

In the inner hall of Chongzheng Hall, Emperor Jiahe held Queen Cui's hand with both hands. Seeing his wife’s eyes were red and she might cry at any time, he laughed instead, full of nostalgia: "I still remember the first time I went to you. In the yard, no one was summoned. I went in and saw a little girl sitting under the lilac tree doing needlework, with her head half lowered, quietly like a painting. If her profile is not too beautiful, I would almost treat you as the maid beside Concubine Cui."

It was the first encounter between the two. Of course, Queen Cui also remembered that she pulled Emperor Jiahe's hand to her face, and her tears finally fell: "The emperor then only made fun of people. He suddenly blindfolded me from behind and was frightened. I pierced my finger..."

Emperor Jiahe's eyes fell on her hand, and time seemed to have returned to more than twenty years ago. When the sun was setting, he squatted in front of her to help her suck the blood drops. At that time, what thought was that this side concubine was so beautiful and soft, and there was no harm in petting her, didn't want to go again and again, and have been spoiled for half a lifetime.

"Have you complained?" Emperor Jiahe clenched her hand and looked at her inquiringly. "Did you complain about me when she first entered the palace?"

Queen Cui knew that he was talking about Guan Ying, shook her head, choked up and said, "Not that time."

When Emperor Jiahe shook her head, her eyes dimmed. After listening to her words, hope appeared in her eyes again: "Which time did you complain?"

Queen Cui looked at him with tears and told him what she had hidden in her heart for the rest of her life: "The emperor may not remember. When I was still in the hidden residence, the emperor once asked me to go to the garden to enjoy flowers. I was very happy. I wore the hairpin that the emperor rewarded me with, but when I walked nearby, I saw the emperor sitting with the queen, smiling and not knowing what he was talking about. Probably at that time I was still young, ignorant, and walked over , I couldn't help but complain, since the emperor has someone to accompany the flower viewing, why call me?"

She liked him, but the sour taste was too bitter, she forced herself to take him lightly, and gradually, the bitterness disappeared.

Emperor Jiahe listened blankly, thinking about it carefully, but couldn't remember it anymore.

But he got it.

When she complained, she really had him in her heart. If she didn't complain, he was just a husband.

Emperor Jiahe raised his hand to wipe her tears, "I'm wronged you."

Except for a grievance to her, he couldn't give anything else. He wanted to say that if he did it again, he would never wrong her again, but if he didn't wrong her, what would Zhong Ting do? He is the prince, he is the emperor, and he is not destined to give any woman the promise that he will keep in life.

"Call them in." Looking at Queen Cui's still beautiful face, Emperor Jiahe said softly.

Queen Cui just wanted to accompany him to speak her heart, not wanting to lie to him at the end, so she didn't expect any response.

Wanquan went out to spread the word, and soon, Xu Jin and Fu Rong took the lead, and a group of people large and small poured in.

Emperor Jiahe's faint gaze swept over everyone one by one. There was the second child he had scolded for ten years, the fourth he was proud of, and the sixth he was too late to pick his wife, he held it in his palm. There is also the baby daughter of Zhang, the youngest grandchildren of Zhen Xuan, and the four emperor granddaughters of Zhen Xian.

Behind them are the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains of Wei Wei.

His sight finally fell on Xu Jin. Emperor Jiahe stretched out his hand to him, and suddenly found that he still had a lot of words to explain to his son. He just saw his son rushing towards him, but he no longer had any strength...

The old man's scrawny hand dropped just like that.

"Father..." Xu Jin grabbed his father's hand, lowered his head, tears streaming down his face.

Fu Rong stood behind, watching Second Princess pounce on Emperor Jiahe and weeping, watching King Kang Xu Hao lead brother Zhang and several emperor granddaughters kneeling in front of the dragon couch, their big foreheads hit the ground and choked. Little, crying or looking blank, she also knelt down, tears falling uncontrollably.

Amidst the different levels of crying, she heard someone say, "The emperor's mourning..."

emperor?

Yes, the first emperor has gone. From today onwards, her husband is Dawei Xinjun. 166 Reading Network