Ci Jinzhi

Closeness, inexplicable closeness.

Emperor Xingyuan's eyes were eager, and it took him a while to regain his composure: "No courtesy."

Xinyou stood up.

"Xin Mu, what a good name. Queen—" Emperor Xingyuan opened his mouth, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Could it be that the queen is his mother and he is his father?

This kid must know that he gave birth to a bunch of children behind the queen's back.

Emperor Xingyuan rarely felt embarrassed.

"Your Majesty, are you asking about my adoptive mother?" Xin You asked.

"Adoptive mother?" Emperor Xingyuan's expression changed and he immediately went to see He Qingxiao.

He Qingxiao lowered his head slightly and waited for the emperor to ask.

However, Emperor Xingyuan withdrew his gaze and stared at the young man in front of him intently: "You said the queen is your adoptive mother?"

"Yes. Cao Min's mother was a maid at the foster mother's side. After giving birth to Cao Min, she died of dystocia. The adoptive mother took pity on Cao Min and adopted Cao Min."

Emperor Xingyuan didn't believe it at all: "He Zhenfu went to Wanyang to investigate. Everyone who has seen you said that you are the son of the owner of the valley."

Xin You explained: "When Cao Min was a child, he didn't know that his adoptive mother was a queen. He always called his adoptive mother mother. I think this caused people outside to misunderstand."

"impossible!"

Emperor Xingyuan couldn't accept it at all. When he met the young man's calm eyebrows, he suddenly realized: This child clearly had resentment in his heart and didn't want to recognize him.

Xinxin was more than three months pregnant when she left the womb. In short, his and Xinxin's child must still be alive!

"The common people dare not deceive Your Majesty." Xin You knelt down.

Not recognizing that he is the son of the queen is not out of willfulness or resentment, but a weighed choice.

For hundreds of officials and nobles, the emperor can favor and value a person, even if he promotes a commoner to a high-ranking nobleman, he can accept it. After all, which court does not have a favorite and a fawning minister.

But it's different for the direct prince. This is a major matter related to the inheritance of the country. How can someone just appear and be said to be the son of the queen?
The queen and those she took away were all dead, and only such a boy was left. Even if the mountain people outside said that this boy was the queen's son, it was not absurd to identify the legitimate prince based on the words of the mountain villagers.

Some people may even suspect in their hearts that even if this boy is the queen's son, he was born by the queen among the people. How can he guarantee that he must be the emperor's child?
The purpose of Xin You's appearance as Mr. Xin is to fight against the unknown force that killed his mother, rather than to be involved in endless doubts about his life experience, which will undoubtedly create more enemies.

She only admitted that she was the Queen's adopted son. All the officials guessed in their hearts that she might be the Queen's biological child, but they did not dare to offend her easily.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the person in front of him still believes that she is their son.

Xin You knelt on the cold gold bricks and pursed her lips tightly. Anyone who saw him would think that he was a stubborn young man who was angry.

Emperor Xingyuan had been looking forward to it ever since he knew that he and the queen had a son. No one was willing to accept that the thing he was looking forward to would come to nothing. So when he saw Xin You like this, his reason and emotion made him immediately make a judgment. : This child is telling lies and is unwilling to recognize him.

Emperor Xingyuan opened his mouth to question Xinyou's denial, but when the words came to his lips, his heart moved.

Perhaps it would be better to recognize this child slowly.

He knew those courtiers very well, and if he suddenly claimed that this child was the legitimate prince, there would be all kinds of doubts, and he might even have to confess his blood.

Xinxin has long said that it is not allowed to recognize a relative by shedding blood!

Although Emperor Xingyuan was a relatively powerful emperor, confusing the royal bloodline would shake the foundation of the dynasty, which was enough to make some officials die to remonstrate, not to mention the Queen Mother's side.

Let the child be with you first, let the civil and military officials and even the mother get used to it, and then look for an opportunity to determine his identity.

Having made his decision, Emperor Xingyuan said warmly: "Don't kneel down all the time, stand up and speak."

Xinyou stood up. "Are you Mr. Songling who wrote "Painted Skin" and "Journey to the West"?"

""Painted Skin" and "Journey to the West" are stories that the grass-roots people listened to their adoptive mother. The adoptive mother said that it was Mr. Songling who wrote these stories, and the grass-roots people just retold Mr. Songling's stories."

Xinyou's answer was both unexpected by Emperor Xingyuan and reasonable at the same time.

Nowadays, Mr. Songling is famous far and wide, and his talent is admired and sought after by countless people. It is really unexpected that he can resist such a huge temptation of fame at such a young age.And Emperor Xingyuan felt that it was reasonable, because he had read "Journey to the West" and "Painted Skin" many times. From the lines of the words, people's hearts are grasped, and the waves are magnificent. It is hard to believe that a child in his teens could write it.

In his opinion, people who can write such works must be at least middle-aged, or even old.

Emperor Xingyuan looked at Xin You with gentler eyes.

Not greedy for fame or profit, he is worthy of being his and the queen's child.

Even Sun Yan, who was standing behind Emperor Xingyuan pretending to be invisible, couldn't help but look at Xin You a few more times, and his expression changed a little.

"Marquis Changle."

"The minister is here."

"Please step aside first. I want to ask Xin Mu about the queen."

"Your Majesty, please leave." He Qingxiao handed over his hands and glanced at Xin You as he walked out.

He could only see her back, like a green pine standing against the wind and snow.

There were no outsiders in the palace, so Emperor Xingyuan ordered Sun Yan: "Give Xin Mu a seat."

Sun Yan immediately brought a brocade stool and placed it next to Xin You: "Mr. Xin, please sit down."

Xin You didn't sit down: "Common people don't dare."

"I tell you to sit down, so you sit down." After saying this, Emperor Xingyuan felt a little stiff, coughed slightly and softened his tone, "You are the Queen's adopted son, then you are my adopted son, please don't talk to me."

Sun Yan listened silently, and his heart was shocked.

The emperor valued this child more than he thought.

He couldn't help but glance at Xin You secretly, but he couldn't see any similarity with Emperor Xingyuan.

Maybe she looks like the queen?

Sun Yan went to Beijing to make a living for many years. Unexpectedly, he fell seriously ill and ran out of money. In desperation, he took the initiative to become a eunuch.At that time, Queen Xin had already left the palace, so she had never seen the famous Queen.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the seat." Xin You sat down.

"I want to hear you tell me about the queen."

"What does Your Majesty want to know?"

"Have you always lived in that valley? What have you done for a living these years, where have you been..."

Emperor Xingyuan had many questions, as if he wanted to ask all the questions he had held in his heart for more than ten years.

"It's been in the valley as long as the common people can remember..." Xin You answered one by one.

Emperor Xingyuan listened carefully, not only wanting to know about the queen's life during her years abroad, but also using these questions to further confirm the identity of the young man in front of him.

After a long time of asking and answering, Emperor Xingyuan made a decision: "You have a lot of stories that can help me relax after the busy government affairs, so I entered the Hanlin Academy to wait for the imperial edict and listen to the imperial edict at any time."

Those who are in the ninth rank of the imperial edict and have outstanding skills in literature, medicine, calligraphy and painting, divination, monks and Taoism can take this position and be on duty at the Hanlin Academy in preparation for the emperor's summons.

To put it bluntly, it is an official position with a low status, but the emperor can see him whenever he wants.