National Beauty

Zhao Heng's ban was lifted on the eighteenth day, and the Xiande Palace appealed to Emperor Xuande.

Emperor Xuande didn't blame his son at all. Seeing that the third child seemed to be thinner, recalling that after the boss's accident in the past six months, the third child was busy worrying about everything, suffering more than him, and Emperor Xuande felt a little distressed. He signaled that all the people around him would go out first, and Emperor Xuande sighed, "It's not that I want to drive him away, it's him who doesn't want to see me anymore."

The youngest begged for so long, so he should give an explanation.

Zhao Heng has already figured this out. He lifted his clothes and knelt down, then bowed his head and said, "I am tired and my father is hurting my mind, and the children are guilty."

Last year, he could speak five words in one breath. At first, his speech speed was very slow. This year, when he coaxed his daughter to tease his daughter, Zhao Heng would stutter obviously when he said long sentences, but his speech speed was almost the same as that of ordinary people. It's no different. It's just that Zhao Heng usually goes to the palace to go to court. First, Zhao Heng is used to being reticent, and secondly, he deliberately conceals it, so Emperor Xuande and others still don't know his changes.

I heard a lot of four words. Suddenly when the third child said such a fluent sentence, Emperor Xuande was stunned and stared at his son in disbelief: "You, do you say it again?"

Zhao Heng raised his head, looked directly at the emperor opposite, and repeated it again.

Confirming that he had not heard it wrong, Emperor Xuande left his seat excitedly, walked around and helped his son with his hands, holding his son's shoulders and asked: "Yuan Xiu's mouth disease is healed?" The third child's mouth disease has always been caused by his heart disease. However, I have not seen any hope before I have to accept it. If it can be cured, with the youngest talents, he will surely be able to share more worries.

Emperor Xuande looked at his son expectantly.

Zhao Heng smiled bitterly, and explained: "No, that day, the princess had a happy pulse, and the son of the minister was...happy, and said one more word."

Rarely stammered in front of Emperor Xuande.

Despite this, Emperor Xuande was still happy, at least the youngest three had hope of healing, and it was because of another happy event. The third wife is happy... Emperor Xuande suddenly frowned. He has four sons, but only two grandsons, and he has all been demoted to Junzhou by himself, thousands of miles away, and there is someone along the way... …

The eldest son of Emperor Xuande, but he really likes two grandsons who have the head and the brain, they are the only two grandsons he currently has. For the first time, Emperor Xuande regretted that he had sent the eldest son to the family too far. The journey was hard. The eldest son and husband were not afraid. Grandsons...Junzhou was another poor place.

"The day after tomorrow, take Zhaozhao and your wife to sit in the palace." Emperor Xuande said with a smile.

"Thank you, Father," Zhao Heng said respectfully, but thought in his heart, this time to enter the palace on holiday this time, they can only take their wives to Anguo Temple at the end of the month.

Two days later, the couple brought Zhaozhao into the palace as promised.

Emperor Xuande was in the Changchun Palace of Concubine Shu, enjoying the chrysanthemum with Concubine Shu and Princess Duanhui. Concubine Shu loved the chrysanthemum, and the warm pavilion was full of famous products. Zhao Zhao followed his father, the queen and his mother, and the first thing he saw was the plate of chrysanthemums. His eyes widened. After a while, he remembered the rules of his mother's teaching and turned to find Emperor Xuande.

"Grandfather!" The little girl wearing an apricot jacket said sweetly to Emperor Xuande.

Emperor Xuande liked his grandson, but for this beautiful granddaughter, Emperor Xuande had another kind of affection, and smiled and waved to his granddaughter. Zhaozhao walked over staggeringly, and was mentioned by Emperor Xuande holding him on her lap. Emperor Xuande asked her if she missed him. The little girl nodded vigorously and raised her hand to pat her chest, meaning that she was thinking of grandfather in her heart. It is a routine teased by adults.

The granddaughter was smart and cute, and Emperor Xuande couldn't laugh from ear to ear.

Princess Duanhui watched from the side, and saw that her father had finally cleared the sky again, so she quietly made a nuisance at her mother Shu Fei. The emperor's uncle passed away in April, and her marriage to Guo Xiao was delayed, but half a year has passed, and the new wedding date has not been set yet. Princess Duanhui couldn't help but give her a date.

Concubine Shu knew what her daughter meant, but in fact she was also a little anxious. First, the queen was King Chu, and her daughter’s marriage was a bit too tedious. Most of the emperor was going to rest on her side tonight, and shared the bed at night. She asks again, now the emperor is busy, so she can't be idle.

Emperor Xuande held Zhaozhao alone to see the chrysanthemum, and Zhao Heng followed not far away.

Concubine Shu glanced at Song Jianing's belly, and laughed softly: "Jianing is pregnant again?"

Song Jianing hummed shyly.

Concubine Shu nodded, took up the chubby hand of the cheap niece, and said with emotion: "You are a blessed one. You can raise your fetus with peace of mind. Give the prince a fat son. Don't worry about the others." Shou Wang has a mouth problem, although No relationship with the throne, but mouth disease is also a talisman for the king of longevity. No matter which prince ascends to the throne, he will not deliberately run to suppress a brother who is not threatening to the throne.

Song Jianing continued, aware that Princess Duanhui glanced at her. Song Jianing asked curiously, out of courtesy, "Is the wedding date of the princess and the eldest brother fixed?"

Concubine Shu raised her chin towards Emperor Xuande.

Song Jianing understood, and looked at her daughter.

Zhaozhao took a fancy to a yellow stone plant, the big goose yellow flower, the little girl's favorite color, arched his body to look on the ground. Emperor Xuande squatted down with a smile, and then put down his granddaughter. Zhao Zhao opened his mouth to touch the flowers. Song Jianing saw it. Knowing that the prince was not easy to speak, she reminded in a soft voice: "Zhao Zhao can look at the flowers, don't break the mother's wife. flower."

The daughter is too naughty, the flowers of the palace are not afraid of her daughter ruining, these are the treasures of the concubine Shu.

Zhaozhao looked up at his mother.

Concubine Shu said generously: "It's okay, just pick a few more if you like it."

Zhaozhao obediently retracted his little bad hand, just not touching it. Song Jianing smiled comfortingly, Zhao Heng was also very satisfied with her daughter's sensibility. Emperor Xuande glanced at Concubine Shu teasingly, remembering that once he accidentally kicked Concubine Shu's pot of chrysanthemums, Concubine Shu was distressed and scorned him many times. day.

"The emperor's grandfather also has it, and I will give Zhaozhao a few pots later." Shu concubine's flowers couldn't be touched, and Emperor Xuande hugged his granddaughter.

Zhao Zhao was happy, and pouted and kissed the emperor's grandfather.

Emperor Xuande's heart melted, but he didn't forget to chant the name of Brother Sheng in his granddaughter's ear. Zhaozhao couldn't predict the thoughts of the emperor grandfather and fox. When he heard his brother's name, he immediately looked to the door. After waiting for a while, the little girl blinked and asked the emperor grandfather blankly: "Brother?"

Zhao Heng's heart tightened and immediately looked at his father.

Emperor Xuande's face sank, Zhao Zhao would also look at the expressions of his elders, and looked at his father in fear.

Just as Zhao Heng was about to speak for his daughter, Emperor Xuande suddenly touched his granddaughter's head and asked inexplicably, "Zhaozhao missed my brother?"

Zhao Zhao nodded, really missed my brothers.

Emperor Xuande did not speak any more. The next morning, he came up with a few piles of memorials asking him to recall his eldest son, and then learned from the civil and military officials of his conversation with his granddaughter yesterday, and said sadly: "Yuan Chong has repeatedly violated my orders. No matter how wrong it is, it is his own fault no matter how far the distribution is. I will never give up, but Brother Sheng and Brother Cheng are my grandchildren. Princess Zhaohua is only three years old and still misses it. I am not a grass and wood. Wouldn't I not miss it? "

As soon as this remark came out, Zhao Heng was the first to comprehend what his father meant, and immediately knelt down, and once again asked the father to recall his elder brother's family. If he can, he still hopes that his elder brother can come back. All of the capitals of Junzhou are confined. Naturally, living and eating conditions in the capital are better. If the nephews have a headache, the doctor's skills in Beijing are better than the locals.

Song Qi, the new prime minister who succeeded Zhao Pu, also led his courtiers to kneel down to request. Although Rui Wang was unwilling, he also knelt down with King Gong to show his brother and friend respect.

Now that the ministers had expressed their views, Emperor Xuande changed his will, recalled the family of King Chu, confined in Nangong as a commoner, and ordered the two gentlemen to the eldest grandson and second grandson of the emperor. After all, it was because of his grandchildren that he changed his mind.

Zhao Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

However, King Rui’s heart sank for a while, and his father’s love for his elder brother is obvious to all. Today, he can recall his eldest brother for his two grandsons. Will he remember his eldest brother’s goodness someday and restore his title again, and then... It is said that the youngest who can speak five words, Rui Wang was upset, he was a little closer to the position of the prince, and before he sat down, the seat seemed to be pulled back by the father.

The emperor said a word, but there were waves of ripples among his courtiers. Someone who was planning to vote for King Rui because of the loss of King Chu, was no longer in a hurry to stand in line, and decided to wait and see again.

The situation was changing rapidly, Zhao Heng refreshed and took the two fairies at home to set out for the autumn tour. The princess was pregnant. Zhao Heng told the driver to walk slowly before getting on the car. Father Fu, who followed the car, stared at him personally, reminding the driver not to speed, and watching the road like a falcon. As long as there are stone seeds the size of a thumb, He will kick aside first.

In this way, Song Jianing had no chance of bumps and bumps, and the people passing by were wondering why the carriage of the Shou Palace was so slow.

Zhao Zhao was naughty and asked the father to raise the curtain on one side, and she lay there and looked out. The daughter was out of town for the first time, Zhao Heng petted her daughter, and the carriage passed a slower ox cart. Zhao Heng pointed to the big ox to teach her daughter to recognize the cow. Zhaozhao saw that everything was fresh, staring at the head of the ox without blinking. The old farmer on the ox cart recognized that the cart belonged to the Shou Palace. He immediately guessed the identity of the handsome man and the pretty little girl in the cart, and jumped out of the cart excitedly. , Kneeling on the ground and kowtow, seeing the gods is nothing more than that.

Zhaozhao stared at the old farmer suspiciously.

Zhao Heng kissed his daughter's head and whispered: "Zhao Zhao is the princess." Naturally noble.

Without comprehension, he blinked and continued to look at the scalper.

Zhao Heng held his daughter with both hands, and looked back at the princess after a while. Song Jianing was sleepy, and closed his eyes to nap. Zhao Heng laughed, but he was still with his daughter. Just look at her to avoid inadvertent coldness. she was. Departing in the morning, we walked slowly, and arrived at Anguo Temple soon after the carriage of the King’s Mansion of Sun Wushou.

The king of Shou brought the princess and the princess to enter the incense. Anguo Temple has been closed for a long time. The monks in the whole temple only entertain the nobles of the Shou Palace today. The huge temple suddenly appears quieter, and the sound of chanting faintly echoes in the air. The devout heart of pilgrims. Song Jianing was a reborn person. He was blessed by God, so he believed in gods and Buddhas. He became pious when kneeling on the futon and offering incense.

Zhaozhao just had fun. Xue Niang knelt on the futon like that, clasped her hands together, and felt that she was doing something wrong, so she turned to look at her. She was stupid, like a naughty beautiful little monkey. Zhao Heng stood on one side with his hand held down. He didn't believe this, he only smiled slightly, looking at his simple and charming princess, and his lively and lovely little princess.

"My lord, do you also go to the incense?" Song Jianing had paid his respects, got up, and whispered softly.

Zhao Heng nodded.

Walking to the futon, Zhao Heng looked up. The Buddha statue cast in a golden body was solemn, his eyes seemed to be able to see the sufferings of the world, Zhao Heng calmly looked at the Buddha, and it took a long time to kneel on the futon, his expression calm and indifferent, he bowed his head and put on the incense, but he did not make any wish. What he wants, he will get it himself, without the help of gods and Buddhas.

The scenery of Anguo Temple is elegant. After eating fast food, Zhao Heng hugged his daughter and walked around the temple with Song Jianing for two quarters of an hour, stopped and walked, and then a family of three went back home. Song Jianing was sleepy when she came, and she was not sleepy when she returned, but Zhao Zhao fell asleep, leaning against his father's broad arms, with a pink face.

"Don't stain the prince's clothes." Song Jianing folded the veil and placed it on the corner of her daughter's mouth and on the prince's chest. The little girl likes to drool in sleep.

She was close in front of her, with a gentle expression, Zhao Heng bowed his head and kissed the corner of her lips. Song Jianing smiled, tilted his head to look at him, apricot eyes moisturized. Zhao Heng hugged her with one hand, rubbed her head and said: "I have time in the future, come out and walk more." He could see that she likes to travel.

"I'm afraid there will be no chance in the past two years." Song Jianing touched his unbulged belly and said with a smile. It takes one year to have a baby, and she is reluctant to leave before the baby is one year old. Isn't it two years?

"As long as you want, you can." She is full of children, but Zhao Heng doesn't want her to work too hard. In the future, they will have more and more children. It will take her two years to give birth to one.

He was kind to her, Song Jianing was very happy. The couple were quietly and tenderly, and suddenly a woman cried out in front of her, "Master official, please save my daughter. If you don’t eat anymore, she will starve to death." ..." Before the words were finished, the voice of the guard rushing people came again. Song Jianing sat upright in shock, listening to the cry on her side, she opened the corner of the curtain and looked out.

There was a pair of children by the side of the road. The mother was a young woman in her early twenties. Her clothes were ragged and her face was covered with dirt, like a beggar. The daughter was only four or five years old, thin and scary, and her eyes were round and big. She leaned pitifully against her mother and looked at the carriage beggingly.

Such a poor person, as a mother, Song Jianing could not help but unconsciously grasped the veil.

Seeing her little movement, Zhao Heng ordered the coachman to stop, recalling the woman's accent, and let Father Fu lead the person closer.

With the curtain hanging down, Zhao Heng took the hand of the princess and told Father Fu: "Ask her where she is."

Father Fu took the order to inquire.

The woman knelt on the ground with her daughter in her arms, crying with tears down: "The civil women from Jiangyuan, Shu area, grow tea with their husbands for a living. This year, there was a severe drought in the spring of Shu, and the tea fields were not harvested. I really can’t make it, and I have to leave my hometown to come to Beijing to seek a living. The migrant woman’s husband died of illness before entering Beijing, and the migrant woman’s remaining money was robbed by the refugees. I beg the officials for a reward. I’m asking the officials..."

She cried, and her daughter also cried, begging for food.

Song Jianing also cried. In her previous life, she and her mother were orphans and widows, but they had better lives than the mothers outside. Now she is the princess, but Song Jianing always remembers the bleakness of the previous life. How can she not be touched by things like this? Turning to the side, secretly wiped tears with the kerchief.

Zhao Heng saw it and squeezed her hand, but what she thought was what the woman said. Shu is rich, and the tax paid by local officials every year accounts for 30% of the entire Dazhou. He has always thought that the people there are prosperous, how can they be so poor that they can't survive a drought and are forced to leave their hometowns?

"Take them back home." Zhao Heng said coldly.

Father Fu was secretly surprised, the victims begged, and the prince was kindly rewarding a few taels of silver, why...

But Father-in-Law did not ask, so he ordered the two of them to go to the car and follow.

"Master, give them something to eat first?" Song Jianing took out the pastry and food box prepared in the low cabinet, and said with pity.

Zhao Heng nodded absently.

He looked cold, but Song Jianing felt that his prince was a great and kind person, and he was really kind to the people.