Nagato has such a slim waist

Chapter 581 Crown Prince Jun
In the midsummer of the fifth year of Jingning, Chunyu Yan sent an envoy to the new capital of Dayong, saying that "internal troubles have been resolved and the people have returned to their hearts", and asked the Emperor of Dayong to issue an edict to enthrone a new king for Yunchuan.

During Chunyu Xie's reign, Yunchuan had been wandering between Jin and Qi, attached to the Former Jin and paying tribute to it. At the same time, it also had an ambiguous relationship with the Southern Qi, always maintaining the etiquette of a vassal.

When Dayong was founded, Chunyu Xie also congratulated and pledged his allegiance.

After three years of civil war, Chunyu Yan became the final winner. He obviously had no intention of breaking the current situation and was willing to follow the old customs and continue to regard himself as a vassal state.

Pei Jue naturally had no objection.

The edict appointing the new king was sent to Yuncheng.

According to old customs, the new King of Yunchuan should personally go to the capital to pay tribute when he receives the title.

But Chunyu Yan himself did not go to Beijing.

He still sent Qu Ding with several envoys to deliver some thank-you gifts and wrote a letter praising the Emperor of Dayong.

Very official.

On the day when the Yunchuan envoys arrived in Andu, Pei Cong held a banquet in the palace to entertain them. Feng Yun had to go back to Huaxi for something, so Pei Cong did not send anyone to summon her and she did not attend the banquet.

Pei Cong came back at night, his face was not very good, and there was a hint of inexplicable anger in it.

Feng Yun raised the corner of her mouth, sat beside him with a smile, tilted her head and asked:

"Aren't you having dinner with the Yunchuan envoy? Who dared to offend His Majesty?"

Pei Jue frowned at her and suddenly said, "Chun Yuyan has lofty ambitions. You must not take him lightly."

Feng Yun was stunned for a moment and remained silent.

Chunyu Yan would certainly not be satisfied with just being the "richest man in the world".

After so many years of hard work, how could he not have ambitions?

A person's desires are endless.

When money can no longer satisfy him, what does he want?
Power?

Female lust?

Counting the days, Feng Yun hasn't seen him for four years since they parted in Huaxi.

The current Prince Chunyu...

No, Prince Yunchuan, she couldn’t tell whether he was still the same as before.

As for Chunyu Yan's unknown illness, Feng Yun had no idea whether it had been cured or not.

Pei Jue would sometimes tell her about important court affairs, but in the past few years, Ruibao was still young, and apart from worrying about Changmen, she spent most of her energy on teaching the children and had no time to care about anything else.

Therefore, she rarely interferes in government affairs.

This time, it's the same.

She looked at Pei Jue's sharp eyes and smiled slightly.

"If you are not involved in the game, you don't understand the meaning of the game. Yunchuan is a remote place, and the King of Yunchuan has already taken power. I can't think of what other ambitions he can have."

"Things that can breathe should not be underestimated."

Pei Jue snorted softly, "He has never given up on you."

Feng Yun laughed, "I don't like to hear that."

"Take a look." Pei Jue said, taking out a secret letter from his sleeve and handing it to her.

The letter came from Yunchuan and was written by Pei Jue's spy.

Feng Yun glanced at him and smiled softly.

"Chun Yuyan is still determined to be a traitor. How can Your Majesty trust Yunchuan?"

She opened the letter and her shoulders stiffened.

The letter said, "There are many portraits of the queen hidden in the Yunchuan Prince's mansion..."

He added, "In recent years, the king has had many strange habits. He has dismissed all the female servants and kept only the male servants. His behavior is evil and everyone is afraid of him."

Feng Yun didn't say much, he lowered his head and his expression was unrecognizable.

"There are many people who want to see me. If Your Majesty minds, then I can't mind it..."

She was joking and it was over in a laugh.

Pei Jue looked at him with deep black eyes.

The cold light shone down obliquely.

The two were silent for a moment. Pei Cong lowered his head to take a sip of tea, picked up the calligraphy written by Rui Bao on the table and looked at it. A smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of his lips.

"The handwriting is getting better."

Feng Yun looked up and said, "That's natural. It doesn't matter who taught me."

Pei Cong smiled and touched her black hair.

"The Master is still complaining to me today."

Feng Yun lowered her head and rested her chin on him, "What did you say?"

Pei Ze: "Sue the Crown Prince."

Feng Yun chuckled and glanced at him.

"Ruibao is such a well-behaved and studious child, shouldn't the Master be secretly happy? What is there to complain about?"

Pei Jue snorted and laughed, "He is a smart kid with a lively mind. When he doesn't want to read or write, even the Master can't argue with him, so he has no choice but to come to me."

Feng Yun smiled softly, "I think this is a good idea."

Pei Jue: "He is the crown prince, he should act like a crown prince."

Feng Yun glared at him, "It's not like he wanted to be that position."

Pei Ran: "..."

In the third year of Jingning, Ruibao was made the crown prince by his impatient father when he was just one year old and was given a single name, Jun.

As the name suggests, this child has been extremely intelligent and talented since childhood.

At the age of three, he had a photographic memory, could do mental arithmetic, and read books. At the age of four, he could play chess with experienced officials and was equally matched with them.

Such extraordinary talent is breathtaking.

There have been countless child prodigies in ancient and modern times, but none of them can compare to the Crown Prince.

But Feng Yun was afraid in his heart.

Too much wisdom will lead to harm. With Qu'er's experience as a lesson, she often gave him advice and suppressed Ruibao, not letting him show his talents too much.

Pei Jue didn't care. The more outstanding his son was, the more face he would have as a father.

He wished he could give the throne to his son right now...

The couple was talking about their child when Ruibao came over after school.

Maybe because his father was tall, Ruibao grew very fast, just like Pei Cong when he was a child. He was only four years old, but he looked like a five or six-year-old child.

What amazed Feng Yun the most was that, although Ruibao and Qu'er were only brothers from different worlds, he looked more and more like Qu'er. His temperament, movements, and way of speaking were so vivid that sometimes, a glance back and the word "Mother" would make her subconsciously frightened, thinking that it was Qu'er calling her.

But there are some differences.

Qu'er was born in the Qi Palace, where he was overwhelmed. He didn't need anyone to teach him, so he controlled his own character, which was quite miserable.

Ruibao is a child who is pampered by his father. As the prince, who in the world can restrain his temper?

Ruibao walked closer and bowed his head.

"Your Highness wishes good health to your father and mother."

Very regular and strict.

Pei Cong slightly curled his lips and asked the child, "What did you learn today?"

Ruibao was very upright in front of his father, especially when talking about serious matters. He stood straight like a young pine tree, with his hands hanging naturally. His voice was clear and steady, revealing a confidence beyond his age. "In reply to your father, I learned the "Learning" chapter of the Analects today, and I understand that the way to learn is to persevere and not give up halfway... However, I have already read the Analects and understand the principles. It is very boring for you to still talk about it, Master."

Pei Jue smiled and asked, "What else?"

Rui Bao said: "The Grand Master also talked about the strategies of the ancient sages in governing the country, so that I, your son, can understand the principle that 'people's hearts' are 'national prosperity'..."

A four-year-old child can recite it fluently.

Steady and mature.

Pei Jue and Feng Yun looked at each other and waved at him.

"In your opinion, which famous minister or wise man can be compared with Liu Taifu?"

Ruibao hesitated, "Sima Yi."

Feng Yun laughed when he heard this, "Don't talk nonsense."

Sima Yi used to be the Prince's Secretary and a close attendant of the Crown Prince. Although he was a man of ingenious strategies and good plans, in the final analysis, the Sima family still stole the country... Ruibao compared the Taifu to Sima Yi. Although it was just the words of a child, if Taifu Liu knew about it, he would probably not be able to sleep at night.

Feng Yun was afraid that Ruibao's unintentional actions would harm the old minister.

Pei Jue found this interesting and asked him, "Why do you say that?"

Ruibao said: "I heard from others that Sima Yi had the look of a wolf. It just so happens that the Master also has a pair of wolf eyes. When he gets angry, he glares at people, which is quite scary..."

He glanced at Pei Jue again and spoke kindly for his tutor.

"But the virtue of the Grand Tutor is incomparable to Sima Yi. It would be an insult to Sima Yi to compare the two."

The corners of Pei Jue's mouth curved up.

Good boy, you don’t feel dirty when you curse at others.

If the Grand Tutor heard it with his own ears, his beard would probably stand on end.

Ruibao glanced at his mother's face, quickly suppressed the smile on his face, and asked in a low voice:

"Did my son say something wrong?"

Pei Jue shook his head and held him on his lap.

"In front of the Emperor and the Empress, my son can relax and say whatever he wants. But in front of outsiders, Ruibao is the Crown Prince, so he must think twice before he speaks."

Ruibao nodded, "Oh. This son understands. In front of the Grand Tutor, I said that he has a face like spring breeze, a heart like the bright moon, his behavior is upright, his words are kind, and he has the appearance of pine and cypress. At first glance, he can be of great use."

Feng Yun couldn't help laughing and reached out and tapped him on the forehead.

"Look at you talking nonsense."

Ruibao laughed and put his fair and tender little face in her palm.

Feng Yun's heart melted at that soft, pink skin.

"Today is the day to go out of the palace to observe the people's sentiments. Ruibao, do you want to go with your mother?"

Although Feng Yun was the Queen of Dayong over the years, Pei Cong gave her full freedom.

Andu City is very close to Huaxi. Pei Jue's harem is empty at a glance and there is no need for her to manage it, so she has plenty of time to do her own things.

From time to time, she would sneak out.

It is called understanding the people's sentiments.

At first, the court officials were worried and had many complaints.

He also used this opportunity to advise the emperor and empress that having only one prince was too risky for the longevity of the country, and hoped that the emperor would expand his harem and have more children.

But as the prince grew up, he became more wise and clever. Once, in public, he argued for more than ten reasons why "having an only son is better than having many sons". He also won a belt from the Shangshu Ling during a game of chess, causing the Shangshu Ling to leave in embarrassment holding his trousers, making a fool of himself. From then on, court officials no longer dared to speak easily.

The prince is the future crown prince.

It is related to the safety and prosperity of three generations of a family.

Rather than making the crown prince uncomfortable, it is better to turn a blind eye.

From then on, the wings of mother and son became stronger...

When Ruibao heard his mother's words, he immediately smiled.

"want."

Pei Cong looked at his excited expression and sighed.

Nothing can make children happier than going back to Huaxi.

Especially during this time of year, Feng Yun would take him to Huaxi to catch crabs, play in the water, and do whatever they wanted with a group of friends. How could they have such fun in the palace where they were bound by rules every day?
Ruibao saw that Pei Cong remained calm, pursed her lips and looked over.

"Father..."

Pei Cong waved his hand and said, "Your mother has agreed, so go ahead."

Ruibao immediately smiled and bowed to him, "Thank you, father."

Pei Jue sighed.

This child is good in every way except that he is too respectful to him. He often acts like a little adult and is far less at ease in front of Feng Yun. He even acts like a child and acts like a spoiled child.

He felt secretly upset about this, but couldn't say it out loud.

Feng Yun laughed at him, "You have such a bad reputation, it would be strange if I weren't afraid of you."

From then on, Pei Jue tried his best to smile more in front of his children.

But it would have been fine if he didn't smile. Once he smiled, Ruibao treated him more respectfully and thought he had done something wrong.

Later he gave up.

If you can't be a kind father, be a strict father.

After all, this is his only son.

From now on, the entire Dayong will be handed over to him, so there is no harm in being serious...
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When we returned to Huaxi, a group of children came running over.

These were all Changmen’s children, including Xiaoman’s, Yingrong’s, Guan Wei’s, Wen Hui’s, Ge Guang’s, Ge Yi’s, the Xing’s, and Doctor Yao’s family next door. A large group of them were all in the house.

They usually attend classes in the village school, and on holidays they would go to Langhuan Pavilion in Andu City to read books. Feng Yun liked them very much, and Ruibao also loved to summon them to the palace to play.

The relationship between people who grew up together is always better.

Feng Yun put a lot of effort into cultivating these children.

I just hope that one day in the future, they will become a help to Ruibao.

She had never thought about these things before, and she didn't even want her child to go down this path...

But who made his father the emperor?

Her son sat on this chair, and as a mother, she had to think about her child.

Even though Ruibao is smaller than them, he is able to calm them down.

They came over one by one, paid their respects to the prince, answered Ruibao's pretentious questions, checked their homework, and then had a "competition" in the yard with laughter.

Feng Yun was in the study, watching a group of guards anxiously watching the children playing.

Suddenly, she thought of something and absentmindedly opened the cabinet next to the bookshelf and took out a whip.

The leather whip polished by the water workers has a smooth black round head and a color that looks very old, but the exquisite craftsmanship makes it look expensive.

This is the black tip that Feng Yun got from Chunyu Yan.

Later, she named her Qiu Tong.

She always carried the Jianshui she got from Pei Jue with her. However, Qiu Tong was too big to carry around, so she kept it in the library of Changmen.

Counting the days, it has been as many years since Chunyu Yan left Huaxi as it has been since she last used Qiu Tong.

Feng Yun shook the whip, tried it, looked at the afterimage of the whip, stood there for a moment, then put it into the box and asked someone to call Ge Guang.

"Send someone to deliver this whip to Yunchuan."