National Beauty

When people are spoiled, they are always a little bolder than usual.

It can be seen that tonight's prince is very satisfied with her kiss, Song Jianing temporarily decided to make a small mess. When he got to the bed, he was as silent as those nights before, Song Jianing followed, and the prince didn't call him a word, even he tried his best to endure it, and he couldn't help but make a noise. She couldn't tell high and low, but Zhao Heng could hear it, like a lark that screamed cheerfully, suddenly wilting.

She blushed, her eyes were silky, and her little hand held him for a while, obviously she still liked it, but no matter how hard Zhao Heng tried, she refused to speak out. Zhao Heng felt that there was something missing, which was not enough to spoil his interest, but he liked to listen to her groaning, which was especially painful, and deceived her even more while it hurt.

Zhao Heng put her legs down, and people left. Song Jianing was taken aback and looked at him blankly. She was worried whether he was angry, and saw her prince lying down, then holding her shoulder to make her turn around. Song Jianing had guessed something vaguely, just after lying down, he pushed his knees over, followed by...

Song Jianing bit her lip, grabbed a corner of the pillow with her small hand, and almost buried her entire face in the pillow.

"Speak." Zhao Heng kissed her neck from behind and ordered in a low voice, with his big hands around her shoulders, holding her tightly, without delay.

He finally couldn't help it anymore. Song Jianing was delighted, tilted his head slightly pretending to be incomprehensible, and asked in an unsteady voice: "What?"

Zhao Heng came fiercely.

Song Jianing covered his mouth. Just when he touched his face, he suddenly grabbed her hand, and the person half pressed it over, and his dark eyes looked at her with cold eyes: "Call it out."

If he looked at her with this look during the day, Song Jianing would have the courage to tremble, but at this moment, feeling the strength of the prince surpassing the usual, Song Jianing looked at him, suddenly turned his head, and followed him uncontrollably. Akira, while facing the carved bedboard inside, whispered back: "I don't want to call."

Zhao Heng was taken aback, and the speed slowed down. Seeing that she was pouting as if she was wronged, he paused for a while, her voice was not cold, and asked her in a low voice: "Why?"

Song Jianing glanced at him with wet eyes, hesitant to speak.

"Say." Zhao Heng turned her small face that she wanted to bury in the pillow, and couldn't refuse it.

Song Jianing tilted his head and looked at him for a moment, pursing his lips, and said softly, "Then I said, the prince is not allowed to punish me."

Zhao Heng felt a little strange when she was ordered "no" for the first time, but he was not disgusted.

He hummed.

Song Jianing looked at his faintly flushed handsome face, doing the most unfair thing, but also acting like an immortal who made mistakes by accident. Song Jianing's face became hotter, his eyes dodged, and finally closed, shy and nervously said: "Every time I was caused by the prince... crying and screaming, but the prince didn’t say a word, I, I..."

Zhao Heng was dry and frightened, because her blunt words were hot and intolerable, and she almost moved a few times first, and she was frightened by her complaints. If she called her dissatisfied, would she want him to scream with her? Thinking of her prince, Zhao Heng vetoed it in his heart without even thinking about it. He would never call her name so loudly and continuously.

I was thinking about how to refuse and made her scream willingly. When she opened her eyes, her misty apricot eyes looked up earnestly and said softly and softly: "I like the voice of the prince, and want the prince to accompany me more. Speaking, saying one or two more words every day, I am happy. When the prince talks to me, I feel that you have me in your heart..."

After finishing talking, Song Jianing was very nervous, observing his expression nervously.

As early as the first night of marrying him, she thought about it this way. After holding back for so long, and her daughter has been more than three months old, Song Jianing finally plucked up the courage to speak out her only dissatisfaction with him. In addition to speaking less, Shouwang is really the good man Song Jianing had imagined. He is gentle and considerate to her and defends her everywhere.

In fact, it's not dissatisfaction, just want to like him a little bit more.

Zhao Heng was silent. Does she still dislike his ailments? It’s not that Zhao Heng doesn’t want to talk to her, but if he doesn’t want to stammer, he can only say four words or less, but most of the time, it’s not so controllable. He speaks a few words too much, which highlights his speech. has a problem. She clearly knew that she even made such a request. What does it mean to have her in her heart when she talked to her? Since she got married, he has not been good enough to her?

Desire retreated slightly, and Zhao Heng frowned unconsciously.

Song Jianing saw her, her face turned white, and tears fell for some reason. She just wanted him to say a few more words, why did she make him angry?

"I……"

"you……"

Song Jianing wanted to admit his mistake, but the prince spoke at the same time. Song Jianing stopped tears and stared blankly at the person above his head.

Zhao Heng was angry, but his anger only started. Seeing her crying, pitifully, he couldn't get angry anymore. The princess is usually cautious, and she must have gathered up her courage to speak tonight, why dare to make a request? Isn't he used to it? And he treats her all kinds of good, so as to make her fatter, dare to say anything to him?

Seeing that she stopped crying, but there were still tears on her cheeks, Zhao Heng lowered his head and kissed her tears while slowly hurting her.

He was still interested, indicating that he was not angry. Song Jianing was rippling in the water, and gradually forgot that little grievance. Knowing what he likes, Song Jianing closed her eyes and hummed softly, but after she was cold for a while, she was uneasy and hummed carefully. Zhao Heng was suddenly very upset, upset about his emotions just now, and scared her again.

"Okay." He kissed her closed eyes and agreed.

Song Jianing opened his eyes suspiciously, what's better?

Zhao Heng looked at her aqua-colored eyes, and calmly explained, "I will talk to you more in the future."

The prince actually agreed?

Song Jianing’s mouth came up from the bottom of my heart like a spring of joy. Before the corner of Song Jianing’s mouth was raised, there was a smile in his eyes. Zhao Heng saw her and knew that she was happy. He suddenly flattened her, wanting to get back what kind of fierce trolling. stand up. Song Jianing had already got what he wanted, and couldn't bear it anymore. He wrapped his hands around his neck and hung them on his shoulders, calling him joyfully: "Lord, lord..."

"Satisfied?" Zhao Heng slapped her like punishment when she became so fast.

Song Jianing shivered, reacting to what he meant, and turned her head shyly.

~

At the end of the first month, the court had a ten-day holiday, Zhao Heng accompany his little princess to sleep for a while, and then waited for the sun to rise, and while it was warm outside, the couple took the little princess to stroll around the garden. Zhao Heng didn't know much about the things that children needed. Song Jianing took care of his brother Maoer before getting married, so last year before her daughter was born, she asked Liu Xi to prepare the stroller. Song Jianing meant that preparing a large cart would be enough for the child for three years. After Zhao Heng learned about it, he ordered the craftsmen to make six wooden carts of different sizes according to the month, three months, and six months.

Right now Zhaozhao was lying in a three-month-old wooden cart with a sunshade baffle on his head to prevent the sun from reaching the eyes of the little princess. As for who will push the cart, the Shouwang of Yushu Linfeng Xianfengdao Bone, can do this kind of thing?

Song Jianing pushed her daughter to walk slowly, bending over from time to time to play hide-and-seek with the daughter in the car, first shouting "Zhaozhao" to attract her daughter's attention, the little girl looked up at her, Song Jianing avoided again, waited for her daughter to look for a while, Song Jianing Lower your head again. Zhaozhao would be particularly happy to see her mother again, and she giggled all the way, tried and tested.

The mother and daughter had fun, Zhao Heng's eyes changed a little as he listened to his daughter's laughter.

He didn't even push the car. How could Song Jianing think that the prince might also like to hide and seek with his daughter? Song Jianing didn't even look at him, so Song Jianing coaxed her daughter. When the family of three came to the pond, Zhao Heng suddenly took her daughter out and walked to the shore to watch the scenery. Song Jianing was free and let go of the cart, feeling a little tired.

Looking around, Song Jianing walked to a flat stone and waited for her to lay the mats, then she sat down to rest.

A dozen steps away, Zhao Heng stood with his back facing the princess, then put one hand in front of his daughter's eyes, blocked it for a while, and moved away.

With the big hand gone, Zhao Zhao immediately looked up and saw the father, the little girl grinned. Zhao Heng blocked his daughter again. Now Zhaozhao knew that his father was playing with her. When he saw his father again, Zhaozhao chuckled again. His daughter liked him, Zhao Heng's lips raised, and he wanted to try again. Song Jianing came over curiously: "What is Zhao Zhao laughing at?"

Zhao Heng had to put down his hands.

Zhaozhao looked at his father expectantly, but instead of waiting for his hand, the mother next to him returned. Zhaozhao likes the father, but she likes the mother-in-law the most, so she immediately went to the mother-in-law to hug her. Song Jianing didn't even want to pick it up. Zhao Heng saw her blushing, and even thin beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose. Knowing that she was tired, he said, "Sit down for a while."

After saying that, regardless of her daughter's wishes, she hugged the little girl and walked towards the place where Song Jianing had just sat. Zhaozhao didn't resist her father's hug. She couldn't see her mother anymore. She blinked and looked around curiously.

Zhao Heng sat down with his daughter, Song Jianing sat next to him, and said to the pond with emotion: "This year seems to be warmer than last year. I remember that the lake only began to thaw in February last year. At the end of the first month, the prince saw that the ice was almost gone. ." He raised his chin towards the pond next to him.

Zhao Heng had just been teasing his daughter and didn’t pay attention to the pond. At this time, as she said, the frozen pond in the winter moon now only has a layer of ice on the surface. Of course, it has something to do with the shallow water of the pond. . The ice and snow melted and the water surface rose. Zhao Heng stared at the water surface, his brows gradually frowned.

Song Jianing didn't get a response, turned her head, seeing his serious appearance, Song Jianing was startled, and whispered: "What's wrong with the prince?"

Zhao Heng didn't want to talk about politics to her, but when he met her worried eyes, he spontaneously said: "Chunxun."

Song Jianing was startled first, and then looked at the water again. In February and March, the river became icy and the water level rose, which is called the spring flood. Because the peach blossoms were in bloom at that time, the spring flood was also called the peach blossom flood. It sounds quite artistic, but in places where the peach blossoms are severe, the water rushes through the embankment and floods the fields and houses, which is a natural disaster.

Song Jianing experienced floods when he was in the south of the Yangtze River. There were continuous heavy rains, and the streets in the courtyard were full of water. Fortunately, there was no major disaster near Song's house. The water fell in one or two days, but there was a house collapse in the nearby area. People and livestock were swept away by water. Thinking of those hearings, and then looking at the prince beside him, Song Jianing suddenly became in awe. Just a small pond in the palace garden, the prince can think of spring floods and the people of Li people, so he has the world, no wonder he will be an emperor in the future, and he must be a Mingjun if he wants to come.

Song Jianing had also lamented for her future emperor status before, but she always lamented that she was fortunate to marry the future emperor. At this moment, Song Jianing realized for the first time that her husband indeed had the talent of the emperor. Germany. Only by thinking of the sufferings that the people may suffer in advance, can it be possible to take precautions. Like Liang Shao and other people who are dedicated to camp, will they be good officials?

"Go back." Zhao Heng whispered.

Song Jianing guessed that he was going to the study, and nodded.

Sure enough, Zhao Heng spent the entire afternoon in the front yard study, and Song Jianing took care of his daughter in the back yard with peace of mind. In the evening the prince came over, he hugged his daughter to coax, Song Jianing moved to kneel and stood behind him, and offered to help him squeeze his shoulders. Zhao Heng was quite surprised. Looking back at her, Song Jianing smiled softly: "The prince is either reading a book or writing all afternoon, his shoulders must be sore, I will help you relieve your fatigue."

Zhao Heng laughed and persuaded: "Just rest." It doesn't make any difference whether or not she pinches her strength.

The prince couldn't bear her tiredness, Song Jianing felt warm, and he became more determined to serve him. He pinched his shoulders and beat his back. She was so busy that Zhao Heng had to laugh, and then he wanted to sleep honestly tonight, but he enjoyed her hospitality, and when he got to bed, Zhao Heng gave her a good meal of nectar from the fairy family and directly fed her. Fragrant cheeks are red, apricot eyes are full of spring, like a fairy turned into a peach blossom.

Before dawn the next day, Zhao Heng entered the palace refreshingly.

Coincidentally, Emperor Xuande also mentioned the issue of spring floods in the early days. He wanted to appoint a person to patrol the river to supervise the construction of dams on both sides of the Yellow River to prevent spring floods and summer floods. As soon as this statement came out, the military attaches did not respond, because it was a matter of the civil ministers, and the civil ministers were silent. They all remembered that the four states of the Yellow River had burst dikes last year, and the people in several counties were displaced. The emperor was furious and beheaded the dizhou. There were more than a dozen officials in the county, and even the river patrol last year was unavoidable and beheaded.

The Yellow River is the second god. Who knows if the Yellow River will flood again this year? Moreover, the river patrol envoy will have to travel around the Yellow River for half a year. The wind is blowing and the sun is clear. It is clear that it is a difficult job. Why should these Beijing officials wait for the glory and wealth and run to blow the river breeze?

There was no sound in the hall, and Emperor Xuande's face sank. These useless officials always talked to him when they were not available. Now the court needs their suggestions and contributions, but they are afraid of avoiding them. No one spoke, Emperor Xuande swept his eyes one by one, preparing to pick one by himself.

"Father, my son is willing to go." Someone suddenly came out with a clear voice.

Emperor Xuande's face was shocked.

The civil and military officials all looked at the center of the main hall in shock and recognized that the three princes Shou Wang stood there. After the Shou Wang opposed the emperor’s Northern Expedition, the courtiers already knew the talent and courage of the Shou Wang, so they did not have it today. Too much surprise, but I don't quite understand why King Shou wants to take this errand.

Emperor Xuande didn't understand either. More importantly, he worried that the third child would go out and be bullied by local officials. I didn't dare to know it, but the magistrate deliberately said that the third child couldn't answer a big call, and the third child was in trouble and had nowhere to say it. But Emperor Xuande couldn't refuse the youngest who took the initiative to invite him. Rejecting it was equivalent to distrust, and once again made the youngest lose face.

Feeling complicated, Emperor Xuande turned his gaze and said to the oldest four King Gong: "King Gong should also experience and experience. You will go with the King Shou on this trip, and everything will be arranged by King Shou." Emperor Xuande had already noticed it. Among the sons, the third child is the most strategic, but he can't say anything. Then he asked the fourth child to be a pioneer for his elder brother. The fourth child has a temperament like the boss. Playing slick in front of the old fourth.

"Children follow the decree." Shouwang and Gongwang said at the same time.

King Chu looked at his two younger brothers, especially his own brother who was finally willing to take the job, and he was very pleased. Opposite King Rui glanced at his two younger brothers, and then looked at the smiles of his father's approval. King Rui couldn't help regretting it. He knew he should take the job. If he took it, he was blamed on the local official when the Yellow River broke. Qi won't kill him, and the Yellow River's failure to break the embankment is a great achievement.

The more I think about it, the more I regret it.

After the dispersal of the dynasty, Emperor Xuande called the third and fourth to the Hall of Chongzheng, and asked the third: "It's difficult to be a river cruiser. You only like to read books and paint. How do you want to share the worry for me this time?"

Zhao Heng sternly said: "The Yellow River bursts its dyke, and the people suffer, and the children and ministers can't bear it. They are willing to do their best."

Emperor Xuande looked at this son with emotion in his heart. After the youngest grew up, apart from occasionally interceding for his reckless brother who angered him, the youngest had only spoken twice about important affairs of the court, persuading him to postpone the Northern Expedition for the soldiers and common people, and he would not hesitate to confront his father. This time I visited the Yellow River, I also wanted to do something for the people.

In terms of serving the people, the youngest did the best.

"Well, for the people on both sides of the Yellow River this year, I will leave it to your brothers." Emperor Xuande said solemnly.

Zhao Heng nodded, and Prince Gong confidently assured him: "Father, don't worry, my third brother and I will do our errands beautifully!"

Emperor Xuande smiled and said: "Okay, go back to the house quickly and get ready to go. Let's leave tomorrow morning, and the house will be arranged."

Zhao Heng and Wang Gong replied in unison, and at the same time they retired. On the way out of the palace, Prince Gong said excitedly and non-stop: "Third brother, thanks to you this time, I also have the opportunity to go shopping outside the capital, Huanghe, I have only read it in a book, and I have not seen it with my own eyes. , I don’t know how wide it is than Danshui River."

Zhao Heng...never saw the Yellow River. He didn't even go around the capital as many times as the fourth.

Excitement was also surging in my heart, but Zhao Heng was even more worried about the little princess at home. After walking out of the palace gate, he parted ways with King Gong and got into his own carriage. The carriage walked in a hurry, Zhao Heng looked at the gap in the curtain, and the figures of the princess and daughter flashed in his mind alternately, thinking that it would be half a year after he had gone, he was reluctant to give up.

When the carriage stopped, Zhao Heng got out of the car, and his eyes swept across the Guogong Mansion next door. Zhao Heng's heart suddenly sank.

Guo Xiao...

After standing still for a while, Zhao Heng went back to the room and changed his clothes.

Song Jianing was tired last night, she just helped the prince squeeze his shoulders, this little thing, the prince was moved three times in one night! Early in the morning, he closed his eyes and fed his daughter. Song Jianing went on to sleep and let the nurses and maids play with Zhaozhao. Sleeping soundly, Shuang'er ran in in a hurry, pushing her and saying: "The princess wakes up, the prince is back!"

Song Jianing suddenly opened his eyes, looked outside, and said in surprise: "What time is it?"

Shuang'er reported truthfully.

Since it was still morning, Song Jianing was even more puzzled. While hurriedly cleaning up, he guessed why the prince came back early. A quarter of an hour later, Song Jianing greeted her out wearing a newly replaced lotus red jacket, and saw that the prince had already come, sitting on the warm couch to coax her daughter, looking at her look, she seemed to be in a good mood.

"Lord." Song Jianing called out with a smile, a little embarrassed, he was caught after sleeping late.

Zhao Heng patted his side and motioned her to come up.

Song Jianing took off his embroidered shoes, crawled over, and sat beside him affectionately.

"Tomorrow, I'm going out, patrolling the Yellow River, and returning in July." Zhao Heng looked at her and said in one breath.

Song Jianing opened his mouth blankly.

Zhao Heng saw stunned, reluctant, and...floating water colors in those twining and clear apricot eyes.

Therefore, the aspiring Shou prince, before reaching the Yellow River, was first drowned in her tears.