The struggle of the reborn prince

It's time to hold the lanterns, the palace city is brightly lit, today is the current emperor's birthday, during the day the emperor entertains the envoys and ministers, and at night the empress holds a family banquet in Funing Hall and leads all the concubines to celebrate the emperor's birthday.It is a family banquet, not everyone can participate, except for the queen, the noble concubine Zheng Hongmei, the concubine Shu Wang Furong, the concubine Liu Lianlian, Cui Yue'e, plus a few Shujie who just gave birth to a prince, and a few others A bigger prince, princess.

The queen and the concubines congratulated the emperor on his birthday and offered birthday wine. Zhao Ji was already a little tired after having banquets with his ministers and foreign envoys all day long.Since the turmoil of the abolition of the empress, Queen Wang has lived in seclusion and her body has been weakening day by day. Today, even though she put on a little makeup, she can't hide her sickness. She sat next to the emperor after saluting.

"Congratulations to my father on his birthday, may my father be blessed like the East China Sea, and live longer than Nanshan!" Immediately afterwards, the eldest prince Zhao Huan led his two older brothers and sisters to kneel down to congratulate Zhao Ji on his birthday. Under the guidance of his mother, Queen Wang, he has done things in a well-regulated manner at a young age, like a little old man.

"Haha, good!" Zhao Ji said with a big laugh. Ever since he listened to the words of the old Taoist Liu Hunkang and raised the northwest of the imperial city, sons and daughters were born one after another. Now he has nine sons and four daughters, more than ten children , "What gifts did you all bring to Daddy?" Looking at the group of children, he was in a good mood. With so many children, he would not be in the embarrassment of not having even an heir after his brother died.

"Father, I wrote a fu today, which records the grand event of today's birthday celebrations!" Zhao Huan said solemnly.

"Father, I wrote the first poem to congratulate my father!" As soon as Zhao Huan's voice fell, the third son, Zhao Kai, said with a smile. talent.

"Father, my son can't compose poems, so I copied a "Book of Filial Piety" and dedicated it to my father!" The fourth son Zhao Ji presented it respectfully.

"I embroidered a handkerchief for my father, and tied my hands several times!" said the eldest daughter Zhao Yupan impatiently. She and Zhao Tun are siblings, but they have a lively personality by nature.

"I embroidered a sachet for my father..." The second daughter, Zhao Jinnu, rushed to say, not to be outdone.

"Okay, show it to daddy, reward, reward!" Zhao Ji said happily, and ordered the little yellow gate standing beside him to watch and reward.

"Well, not bad, this one is not bad either!" Concubine Zheng Gui and Zhao Ji commented on the children's congratulatory gifts together, with smiles on their faces, but their hearts were miserable. If Taurus was in the palace, he should also be standing here, but now he doesn't know where he is. what to do.

"Officials, look at how good the third prince's poems are. He looks like everyone else. He will definitely be the number one scholar in the future!" Yang Jian, who was waiting on the side, said with a smile.

"Well, indeed, reward Kai'er with the gold belt from the inner treasury!" Zhao Ji nodded and said. After Emperor Taizong ascended the throne, he had made thirty gold belts, each worth hundreds of thousands of guan. Cao Bin, the founding general of the country, and the rest have been stored in the internal treasury. Zhao Ji once awarded one to Tong Guan, who was supervising the army in the northwest, and now he can award one to Zhao Kai, which is considered a long grace.

"Thank you, Father!" Zhao Kai saw Yang Jian's eyes, and immediately kowtowed to thank him.

"Hey, where is Erlang, why didn't you see Erlang?" Zhao Ji smiled, put down the things in his hand, and asked suddenly.

"Officials, didn't the second prince go out of the palace to take refuge!" Yang Jian said quickly.

"Oh! Erlang has been out of the palace for almost a year, and he may have forgotten me as a father!" Zhao Ji remembered, smiled and shook his head.

"Official family, with so many children by my side, it is inevitable to forget!" At this time, Concubine Cui Defei came up, peeled an orange and brought it to Zhao Ji's mouth and said.

"Officials, Erlang has not forgotten His Majesty, and he is also on the congratulatory list!" Yang Jian said.

"Bring it to me to see!" Zhao Ji said happily, Yang Jian quickly took out the congratulatory form from his sleeve and sent it to the case, secretly smiling at Concubine Zheng.Ordinary people have eight minds, but this guy Yang Jian has ten. He has been able to make money for the emperor by relying on his ability to do things, and he has been able to find ways to make money for the emperor. Even Cai Jing admires his methods in the future. She is not a rigid queen, but she loves Concubine Zheng very much, so she dare not hide it.

Zheng Hongmei was also very surprised. She took the booklet from Yang Jian, opened it, and was stunned. There was not a word in it, so she drew a few pictures: the first one is a child eating, and a bubble emanated from his head. Inside, there are two people, a man and a woman, who can be vaguely seen from the appearance of the clothes. It is the emperor and himself; the second picture is a child lying on the bed and sleeping, and the emperor and himself are in the same bubble; the third picture is a The child sits on the steps with his chin resting on his back, watching a bitch playing with two puppies, his face is full of envy; the fourth picture shows the child running in panic, with a ferocious figure behind He was chasing him with a knife, and in the floating bubbles was a man wearing a crown holding a sword to protect him behind him; the fifth picture was a child kneeling on the ground holding a big birthday peach with a smile on his face and offering it to him. A man in royal robes.The painting is purely drawn with brushstrokes. The characters are very exaggerated, but they capture the characteristics of each person's appearance and are very vivid.

"What did Erlang write?" Seeing that Zheng Hongmei was silent and in a daze, Zhao Ji urged.

"The officials can see for themselves!" Zheng Hongmei handed the folder to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji took it over and took a look, first he was astonished, then he burst out laughing, he stopped laughing after a while, pointed at the booklet and said: "Erlang, it's really interesting, thanks to him being able to figure it out..." I couldn't help laughing.

"The officials are so happy after reading the book, let the courtiers and concubines take a look, and have fun!" Cui Yue'e walked over writhingly at this time, and said to the emperor.

"Pass it to everyone!" Zhao Ji smiled and handed the folder to Cui Yue'e.

"Hey, what is Erlang's painting? Sanlang was better than his painting when he was two years old..." Cui Yue'e said to everyone as if she had seen a big joke.

The excerpt was passed around in the hands of everyone in the hall, some people laughed along with it, and some reserved ones couldn't stop laughing.When it was passed to Zhao Huan, he looked at it but didn't smile.Zhao Kai snatched it up and handed it to Zhao Ji, who was stupidly standing aside and didn't know why.He was snatched away by Zhao Yupan before he looked carefully, and he would not give it to anyone. She also understood that everyone was making fun of her brother.

Seeing the sneering expressions of the people in the hall, and listening to their whispered discussions, Zheng Hongmei's face blushed and turned pale with embarrassment, "Officials, Erlang is still young, so don't blame him for being ignorant!" She said softly to Zhao Ji .

"No problem!" Zhao Ji waved his hands, and said to the children, "Do you know what Erlang's painting means?"

"Second brother's painting is purely graffiti, my son didn't see any meaning!" Zhao Kai said first.

"Hey, the villain drawn by the second brother looks like the father in the imperial robe!" Zhao Ji said with a silly smile.

"Dalang, what did you see?" Zhao Ji ignored the two younger ones and turned to ask Zhao Huan.

"Father, my son only understands a little bit, but I don't know if it's right!"

"Oh, tell me!" Zhao Ji leaned forward and said.

"Yes, the child in the painting should be the second brother, and the two adults should be the father and mother. The meaning of the first two paintings is that the son thinks that the second brother wants to say that he misses his father and mother when he eats and sleeps. Your son is stupid, and he hasn't figured it out yet!" Zhao Huan cupped his hands and said politely.

"Well, what Huan'er said is good!" Zhao Ji is an artistic genius. Those who can come up with such artistic conception test questions as "chaotic mountains and hidden ancient temples" and "buy a few sentences by the bridge of residence" will never understand Zhao Tun The meaning in the painting, he just thinks that the figures in Zhao Tun's brushes are both childish and exaggerated, which is very interesting.

Empress Wang took a look at Zhao Tun's brochure at this time, smiled gently, clicked on the third picture and said to Zheng Hongmei: "Sister, Erlang is really a caring person!"

"Taur..." Zheng Hongmei is not stupid, she is just nervous about her child, and the authorities are fascinated by it. After listening to Zhao Huan's words and being reminded by Queen Wang, she already understood the meaning of the painting. He is envious that the puppy can Accompanied by my mother, but I was alone, the meaning of the first two paintings was very clear, my nose was sore, and I burst into tears.

"Erlang's painting seems to mean that he is in danger and wants me to protect him. No one of my sons dares to touch his finger, but he painted me like a door god!" Zhao Ji said, pointing to the fourth painting.

"Officials, what Taurer painted is true. Last month, a steward of the mansion bribed a gardener in the garden and a Taoist priest in the Taoist temple to sneak into the inner mansion and trick Taurus into a secluded place, intending to assassinate him. Fortunately, Xiao Huangmen, who followed him, desperately rescued the assassin, and killed two people before he killed the assassin, and Tan'er almost died!" Zheng Hongmei said, wiping away tears.

"These people dared to assassinate the prince after eating the guts of a leopard. We must ransack their family and exterminate their family!" After hearing Zheng Hongmei's words, everyone was shocked, and Cui Yue'e suddenly said viciously.

"Hmph, thank you for your concern, my sister. The person in charge of Cui Jiedu envoy Cui Jiedu recommended the steward who assassinated Taurus, so I won't bother my sister to worry about our affairs in the future!" Zheng Hongmei said with a sneer and a glance at Cui Yue'e.

"Why does Erlang still call me your mother, how can I not worry about it!" Cui Yue'e was already guilty, and seeing that the matter was pointed out by Zheng Hongmei, she sat down and said with a smile.

"Yang Jian, what are you doing? What kind of things were sent by Erlang's mansion to cause such a big incident!" Zhao Ji's face was not very good. Someone dared to attack his son, which is not bad.

"Officials, calm down!" Yang Jian promoted the Imperial City Secretary to be responsible for the safety of the palace, just like the current Central Security Bureau Chief, who is in charge of the prince's security work. He quickly knelt down and said, "The official is not a small one." Inadvertently, the second prince is far away in Xiangyi, and has not established a mansion, so there is no such rule for the palace to send a palace to protect the ancestors!"

"This..." Zhao Ji was taken aback when he heard this. Yang Jian was right. The prince lived in the palace when he was a child. After he became an adult, except for the crown prince, the palace would send guards from the palace. Zhao Yu was underage. It's really the first time to leave the palace, there is no such precedent!