The ministers begged me to ascend the throne

Chapter 17 Dimples
During this period of time, there were rebellious armies in several states. Emperor Wu of Zhou was busy with political affairs, rarely went to the harem, and seldom cared about his sons.Now that you have encountered it today, let's take care of it by the way.

Emperor Wu of Zhou took his sons to the imperial garden.From the third prince began to care.It is said to be concerned, but it is actually to inspect homework.

Sitting at the end, Zhao Yao lowered his head, and his face was full of lovelessness.He knew it would turn out like this.He regretted going to the theater, he shouldn't have watched Seventh Brother and Ninth Brother fight.Really, couldn't Seventh Brother and Ninth Brother fight in a place where only the two of them were there, causing them to be implicated.

The eighth prince noticed Zhao Yaoyan'er babbling, raised his hand and lightly touched his arm, and asked in a low voice: "Tenth brother, are you okay?"

Zhao Yao raised his head and said to the Eighth Prince with a bitter face: "No, I'm very bad."

The Eighth Prince knew what Zhao Yao was worried about, and smiled at him comfortingly: "It will be fine."

Zhao Yao could only respond to the Eighth Prince with a dry smile.

The third prince's homework is still good, and he passed the assessment of Emperor Wu of Zhou.Not to mention the fourth prince.The fifth prince's homework was not bad, and the sixth prince's homework was a bit worse, but he also passed the assessment.

When it was the eighth prince's turn, Emperor Wu of Zhou's attitude immediately changed, and his face was a little colder than before.Emperor Wu of Zhou didn't like the son of the eighth prince.Back then, when Emperor Wu of Zhou was drunk, the eighth prince's mother and concubine took the opportunity to climb onto the dragon bed.The eighth prince's mother and concubine thought that if she was pregnant with a dragon seed, she would be able to fly on a branch and become a phoenix, but it's a pity that Emperor Wu of Zhou hated people like her the most.

Even if the mother concubine of the Eighth Prince gave birth to the Eighth Prince, Emperor Wu of Zhou did not promote her to become a concubine.The so-called loving Wu and Wu also hated Wu and Wu at the same time. Because Emperor Wu of Zhou didn't like the eighth prince's biological mother, he didn't even like the eighth prince's son.

The Eighth Prince had long been used to the indifferent attitude towards Emperor Wu of Zhou.He pretended to be frightened and staggered to answer Zhou Wudi's question.

Seeing that the Eighth Prince was so timid, Emperor Wu of Zhou disliked him even more. After asking a few questions, he waved the Eighth Prince to retreat.

When the Eighth Prince returned to his seat, his face was a little pale, and Zhao Yao smiled slightly at him.The eighth prince returned a weak smile.

"Xiao Shi, come here."

Zhao Yao's heart skipped a beat, so he stood up and walked in front of Emperor Zhou Wu with heavy steps.

Seeing his youngest son's tragic appearance about to go to the battlefield, Emperor Wu of Zhou couldn't help laughing: "Why, are you so afraid of seeing me?"

"No, no..." At this time, he really didn't want to see his father.

"Come here." Emperor Wu of Zhou waved to Zhao Yao, motioning him to come closer.

Zhao Yao bit the bullet and walked in front of Emperor Wu of Zhou.As he expected, his face was pinched.

Emperor Wu of Zhou kneaded and rubbed his little son's chubby face in various ways as if he had found some fun toy.

Zhao Yao's small face carved in powder and jade was deformed by Emperor Wu of Zhou.

Emperor Wu of Zhou pinched his youngest son's chin, and ordered in an informal way: "Give me a smile."

Zhao Yao: "..."

"Xiao Shi, give me a smile."

Zhao Yao was speechless for a while, then asked, "Will you give me money?" Let him laugh, at least give me money.

Emperor Wu of Zhou didn't expect Zhao Yao to say such words, and was stunned.After a while, I came back to my senses, and asked with a smile, "How much do you want?"

Zhao Yao raised a finger.

"A penny?"

"Prince money." As a prince, his smile must be worth a penny no matter what, otherwise he would be too sorry for his status as a prince.

"If you smile nicely, I'll give you a penny." Emperor Wu of Zhou poked the corner of Zhao Yao's mouth, "Come on, give me a smile."

When he heard that he was really given ten pennies, Zhao Yao immediately laughed, and a cute dimple appeared on the left corner of his mouth.

Seeing the dimple on the left corner of his youngest son's mouth, Emperor Wu of Zhou froze slightly, then poked his dimple with his hand.

"Father, don't poke anymore." Zhao Yao was very dissatisfied with Emperor Zhou Wu's continuous poking of his dimples, "If you poke again, the dimples will become bigger."

Zhou Wudi was stunned by Zhao Yao's words, and there was a nostalgic look on his face.When he was a child, he liked to poke the dimple on the left corner of his elder brother's mouth. The elder brother also said that his dimple would be enlarged by poking.

"If you want to poke, just poke on the right side, maybe you can poke a dimple." Zhao Yao has always been very dissatisfied with his dimple.For him, two dimples are just right.Only one dimple, asymmetrical.When he is free, he likes to poke the right corner of his mouth, hoping to poke a dimple.

Emperor Wu of Zhou poked the corner of Zhao Yao's right mouth: "Xiao Shi, I heard from Mr. that you can't read well."

Uh……

Zhao Yao's heart tightened, and he said bravely, "My son is stupid."

Emperor Wu of Zhou kept poking the corner of Zhao Yao's right mouth with his hand, and he said with disgust, "How can I have such a stupid son like you?"

"The son is dull."

"I am extremely smart, and all the sons I gave birth to are smart, but you are not smart." Emperor Wu of Zhou said rather helplessly, "You really are not like me at all."

Zhao Yao complained in his heart, I'm really sorry for you.

"Father, if you stuff me back and let my mother give birth to me again, maybe I will become smarter."

Zhao Yao's words were also unexpected by Emperor Wu of Zhou, and he laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha..." He reached out and poked his younger son's forehead again, and said amusedly, "You are so stupid, you can put it back and be reborn. won't get smarter."

"My son also wants to be smart, but he wants to sleep when he reads." Zhao Yao said very aggrieved.

"You're still wronged." Emperor Wu of Zhou pinched his younger son's face, then let him go and let him stand still, "If you don't answer well, I will punish you."

"Father, you don't need to test me, just punish me." Zhao Yao said very self-aware.

"I'll test you first."

"Then you take the test."

Next, Emperor Wu of Zhou asked a question, and Zhao Yao answered.Zhao Yao could only answer half of the questions correctly.

Emperor Wu of Zhou flicked Zhao Yao's forehead and said, "You are really stupid."

Zhao Yao pursed his small mouth and said, "I've said it all, I'll let you punish me directly, you insist on testing me...it hurts..." Before he finished speaking, Emperor Wu of Zhou pinched his face again.

"You still have reason."

"My son dare not."

""The Analects of Confucius" is so simple, but you can't memorize it." Emperor Wu of Zhou stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Yao's chubby face, and said with a smile, "How about this, you copy "The Analects of Confucius" a hundred times."

"What?!" Zhao Yao exclaimed.

"Copy it a hundred times, and you should be able to memorize it." Emperor Wu of Zhou patted his youngest son's face gently, but what he said next was extremely cruel, "If you can't remember it after copying it a hundred times, then Copy it two hundred times."

"Father, just kill me." What a joke, copying "The Analects of Confucius" a hundred times, isn't it killing him. "Ouch..." His forehead was slapped hard again.

"Honestly copy it a hundred times for me, and I will check it."

"Father, I just started reading, and I still can't write many characters. You asked me to copy it a hundred times, and I will copy it until the year of the monkey."

"It's not bad. I will also use the Year of the Monkey, the Horse and the Moon." Emperor Wu of Zhou said, "I will give you a month. If you ask someone to copy it for you, I will let you copy it five hundred times."

Just now Zhao Yao, who wanted the eighth prince to help him copy, froze, and he said with love in his life: "It's too cruel, father, you treat me like this, won't your conscience hurt?"

"No." Emperor Wu of Zhou patted his youngest son on the head, "Get out."

"Father, can we have a discussion?" Zhao Yao smiled flatteringly at Emperor Wu of Zhou, "I don't want the usual money just now, so you can fine me less and punish me for copying fifty times, is that okay?"

"I didn't say I'd give you a consistent amount of money." Emperor Wu of Zhou said in distaste, "You laughed so ugly just now, I'm not satisfied."

Zhao Yao was startled by Emperor Zhou Wu's shamelessness: "Father, how can you not count your words."

"Arguing again, copy it two hundred times."

When Zhao Yao heard this, he shut his mouth tightly in fright, but his small face was full of anger.

"get out."

Zhao Yao returned to his seat bitterly.He cursed in his heart, he knew that the shameless bastard father would not let him go, copying "The Analects of Confucius" a hundred times, is this asking him to copy his hands off? It's really too much.

Emperor Wu of Zhou had been out for a while, and it was time to go back and review the memorials.This is the only concern for his sons, after all, he has a lot to do every day.

　Zhao Yao: There is only one dimple, which is really uncomfortable. I really want to poke another dimple out, so that it will be symmetrical.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)