Nongmen noble girls come to farm

Chapter 1130 Alright
"Father."

These two words reassured the emperor of Beiliang, it turned out to be his own prince.

As for which prince it was, he couldn't remember.

After all, there are too many sons, and the ones he is familiar with are only a few who are outstanding. For the others, he can't see them a few times throughout the year, let alone remember them.

In this pitch-black situation, how could it be possible to tell the difference just by listening to the sound?

"Which one are you?" The Emperor of Beiliang was not nervous at all, he knew that he was absolutely safe in his own palace.

His courtiers are absolutely loyal to him, if anyone dares to harm him... let alone trying to grab this position, they will lose their lives.

"Father might not remember much." The visitor sighed softly, and then he was relieved, "But it's okay, anyway, I don't remember Father's appearance very much."

This kind of complaint made the emperor of Beiliang a little dissatisfied: "Do you know what is the crime of entering the palace without a call?"

The person who came did not answer the words of the Emperor Beiliang, but directly lit the lamp.

The Emperor Beiliang who had already sat up looked at the person in front of him, frowning slightly.

He has many princes, but basically he has an impression.

It's just that the person in front of him doesn't seem to be his prince.

Could it be the grandson of the emperor?
Thinking of what the visitor called him just now, the emperor of Beiliang quickly denied this idea.

"Who are you?" The Emperor of Beiliang asked.

"Father, you really have too many princes, so you can't remember clearly. However, you can't blame Father, after all, we father and son have not met for a long time."

The Emperor of Beiliang frowned, staring at the visitor in puzzlement.

Before he could ask, he heard someone say: "Father, do you still remember Yu Sihao?"

"Great Confucianism?" The emperor of Beiliang blurted out this sentence subconsciously, and then realized something, and looked at the handsome Yu Sihao in shock, "Are you my emperor?"

Yu Sihao smiled: "Father shouldn't have any impression of me, right?"

"That's right. Back then, my mother was just an inconspicuous one in the imperial father's harem. Even if she gave birth to a prince, it was nothing. Wasn't she still burned to death in a fire?"

Yu Sihao's words finally reminded the emperor of Beiliang vaguely.

He has many princes and more women.

Naturally, I can't remember so much.

However, he still had an impression of the fire.

After all, the conflagration in the harem almost burned down a palace, and it seemed that a high-ranking and a young prince died at that time.

"That prince, it's you!" The emperor of Beiliang finally came to his senses, and then he laughed loudly, "Okay, okay... I never thought that the famous Confucian is my emperor's son!"

The emperor of Beiliang stood up from the couch, walked towards Yu Sihao with a smile, looked carefully, shook his head and said: "No wonder no one thinks you are my emperor's son, you should look more like your concubine mother .”

"I heard that great Confucians are very good at teaching, no matter what kind of students you have, you can teach them to become talents." The emperor of Beiliang circled around Yu Sihao, sizing him up like a rare treasure.

"The students of Confucianism are all over the world." The emperor of Beiliang said and laughed, "Okay, okay!"

"The Great Confucianism is my prince!" The Emperor of Beiliang was very happy, "You are the most promising one among your brothers."

(End of this chapter)