The Man Who Married a Tyrant

The little prince finished the extra punishment for crying and chirping, but in fact his movements were not standard, and he even squatted and stood for a while, thinking that his father could not see him being lazy.

Maybe it was because it was his first time, Fang Tianzhuo wasn't too harsh, but even so, the punishment wasn't too bad. When he finally stood up straight, his tears fell.

He Zheng felt guilty and distressed, so he ran over and hugged him, and it took him a long time to stop his tears.

The little prince also found out that his father was not a reliable person at all, and the father had the final say in this family. The next day, He Zheng still remembered his shame on his son and accompany him to get up early in the morning. , He promised the little prince: "Even if I don't practice with you, I will definitely accompany you to get up early."

The little prince was dubious, and he couldn't believe him, but out of respect for his father, he still nodded.

Fang Tianzhuo watched with cold eyes.

Then, when the little baby was practicing, he lay down on the soft cushion to catch up on sleep. He slept soundly, but the little prince couldn't help but turn his head to look at him when he went.

Because he knew that once he left He Zheng, he would definitely let the little prince rest, so as long as He Zheng came to sleep, he would stare at him in person. He taught his children very strict, and only smiled when he was satisfied. , then his face was gloomy, as if he wanted to screw off someone else's head.

In this comparison, the little prince's psychology began to become unbalanced.

After practicing the exercises that day, He Zheng woke up and pulled his little hand as usual, but the little prince's face was solemn. He Zheng looked down at him and asked, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

The little prince said sternly: "My son is not comfortable anywhere."

He Zheng was very worried and stopped and squatted down, reaching out to touch his small arm and calf: "Injured?"

The little prince puffed out his cheeks, and in his father's cold eyes, he didn't dare to accuse Daddy in the end, he said tenderly: "Daddy wakes up early every day with Erchen, it's really hard, Erchen thinks, starting tomorrow, Daddy should sleep in the house."

"No, I promised A Gu that I would not break my promise."

The little prince thought to himself that you came here all day for anything other than making Bierchen more miserable? You can't control your father, what's the use of only sleeping.

He respectfully saluted He Zheng, with a naive look: "It's cold this morning, and I'm really worried about my father's body, so I think it's my son's filial piety, and my father won't come back tomorrow."

Fang Tianzhuo refrained from laughing. He Zheng was so moved that he felt that he was not hurting him in vain. He reached out and picked up his son, gave him a kiss, and said, "Agu is so nice, then, then I will also reward Agu. Going to the amusement park today, I will bring A Gu to eat delicious food."

The little guy's eyes lit up, and he looked at his father subconsciously. The latter said lightly, "Just do as daddy said."

The unpleasantness in the little baby's heart finally dissipated, he hugged He Zheng's neck hard, and shouted: "Long live Daddy!"

The palace servant on one side knelt down in shock, and He Zheng also hurriedly covered his mouth: "Long live the emperor, long live the father, long live the father."

After he finished speaking, he went to see Fang Tianzhuo, who reached out to pick up his son and said, "Get up."

The palace people stood up one after another and followed behind with their heads lowered. Fang Tianzhuo held his son with one hand and pulled He Zheng's hand with the other, saying, "If long live the queen and long live the queen, do you want to leave me alone for a thousand years, eh? "

He looked sideways, Fang Changgu's eyes rolled, and he immediately flattered him: "Father Emperor said very much, Daddy will definitely live in the same school as Father Emperor, die in the same hole, and last forever."

Fang Tianzhuo laughed out loud, and He Zheng was also amused, and reached out to pinch his face: "The mouth is so sweet, who did you learn it from?"

"Of course it's daddy." The little prince covered his face and winked with his father, "Is that so, father?"

Fang Tian burned his jaw and said, "Extremely."

He Zheng realized that the father and son were teasing him for being flattering, so he withdrew his hand and glared at him: "I won't hurt you any more."

He turned his head and walked ahead first, but Fang Changgu suddenly tugged at the corner of his father's clothes: "My son has a question that I want to ask my father."

"Um?"

"At once……"

Fang Tianzhuo said in a low voice, "The emperor will be the ruler of a country in the future, and he must not hesitate to speak."

"My son wants to know, how long does it take to practice to be like the father?"

"It's frozen thousands of feet, it's not a day's cold, the country lord should be calm and patient, guard against arrogance and impetuosity."

Fang Chang Gu obediently shut up and nodded.

There must be few children who don't like amusement parks. When the little guy was sitting on the merry-go-round, He Zheng chased and took pictures of him with his camera, and asked him to make several poses in the midst of the noise.

Fang Tianzhuo leaned aside and looked at them quietly.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he still had to say that A Gu took the initiative to let him not have to wake up early, which was a big happy event for He Zheng. At least, he could sleep until he woke up naturally like before.

And Fang Changgu soon discovered that without Dad Zheng following him, the royal father no longer looked at him so much, and didn't keep staring at him all the time. The benefits of not having the royal father by his side are obvious. For example, most of the time when the little prince practices qigong, he still relies on self-consciousness; He's not too much, and he won't be beaten or punished.

He felt more and more that his own father was really unreliable, and that martial arts training was not so scary.

Fang Tianzhuo was not stupid either. He found that every time he went to spot checks, the little prince seemed to be working very hard, but the secret guard recorded all the actions of the little prince with his mobile phone and showed him the whole process. One eye was closed and the other was left to let the little guy be unrestrained for half a month, and suddenly a major inspection came.

When the little prince was practicing the exercises, He Zheng was always sleeping in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. He just woke up and suddenly heard a burst of crying, but the sound seemed to be reprimanded by someone, and it stopped abruptly. In a daze, after realizing that it was his son, he suddenly jumped up in a smart way: "What's the matter? Who bullied the prince?"

Whoever dared to bully the prince, the palace people did not dare to lift their heads, He Zheng walked out with a disheveled hair, and at a glance saw the little prince standing outside the door for punishment. .

He Zheng's heart clenched fiercely. He walked over and held the little guy's hand. As soon as Fang Changgu saw him, his tears flowed even more fiercely. He Zheng was frightened: "My darling, who beat this? ?"

He angrily scolded all around: "Which coach did it?"

The coaches and servants present were all silent. He Zheng's eyes fell on the man sitting in front of the stone table sipping tea and reaching out, the latter waved everyone to retreat, and said calmly, "I beat him."

He Zheng's anger held back a little, and then suddenly rushed out, "Why do you beat the child like this?"

He hadn't been beaten since he was a child, and he couldn't understand Fang Tianzhuo's educational method of beating the palms of his children's palms.

Fang Tianzhuo replied, "If you are lazy and skimpy, and you fail your homework, you should definitely fight."

He Zheng immediately went to see the little prince, the latter's eyelashes shook with tears, and he looked away with a guilty conscience. He Zheng's stance suddenly became less firm, but his eyes swept over his son's swollen little palms, and he still bit the bullet and said: " Be lazy, what's wrong with being lazy? Isn't it normal for children to be lazy?"

Fang Changgu rolled his eyes between the two fathers, and then gave his father a firm look of encouragement. When his father accepted it, he immediately straightened his chest, but in the next instant he was frightened by the man's swept eyes. , "Is it normal to be lazy?"

"...Not normal, so what?" He Zheng argued rationally: "In short, a child can't beat like this. Look at his hands, how do you want him to eat today?"

Fang Changgu was taken aback, and sure enough, his father had never thought about this issue before, so he immediately said, "You still want him to eat when you have practiced your martial arts like that?"

He Zheng was also startled, he ran over in two steps: "What do you mean? You, you want to punish him not to eat?"

Fang Tianzhuo didn't punish him, he just said: "You ask him, do you have the face to eat?"

"If you have a face or not, you have to eat!" He Zheng said: "The people take food as their heaven, you can't be so cruel!"

Fang Tianzhuo didn't say anything, he just went to see Fang Changgu. The latter swallowed his saliva and wanted to say something good, and the emperor didn't mention that he was not allowed to eat at all, but he always felt that after he finished speaking, he estimated Don't even think about eating, so he said to He Zheng, "I know I'm wrong, I have no face to eat."

Fang Tianzhuo turned his eyes to He Zheng and said, "Did you hear it?"

He Zheng was dumbfounded.

He thought to himself, how shameless, he used to be scolded, cry and eat when he was a child. He said, "Yes, but what should I do if I'm starving?"

"Emperor?"

Fang Changgu blinked away the tears in his eyes, and had to continue to answer his father's question, the little nurse said crisply: "One or two meals, I won't die of hunger, and my son won't eat."

He Zheng frowned: "Do you really think so?"

Fang Chang Gu endured his grievance and nodded vigorously: "My son is wrong, I have no face to eat."

True.

He Zheng thought to himself, why didn't Fang Changgu learn from him that he can bend and stretch a little, can he give in on such a big thing as eating? He walked over and whispered to the other side: "Baby, if you say that, Dad can't help you even if you want to."

Fang Chang's mouth was flattened, and he felt very uncomfortable. Originally, his father said that he would only be punished for standing, and he did not mention that he would not be allowed to eat. Every time his father spoke to him, it would be counterproductive.

He wrinkled his face in bitterness and hatred: "I won't eat it, Daddy, don't say it."

"You..." He Zheng glared at Fang Tianzhuo angrily, squeezed over and poked him, and also whispered, "I've been beaten, I've been punished, and don't eat..."

Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyebrows and interrupted him: "If he has a face, you can eat it. When did I say not to let him eat it?"

He Zheng dawdled past and pushed Fang Changgu: "You child, why are you so stubborn."

Fang Changgu lowered his head, feeling more and more bitter in his heart.

When it was time for dinner, He Zheng brought fragrant braised pork and steaming white rice to his son: "A Gu?"

Fang Changgu rolled over and wrapped himself in the quilt, without even looking at the meal.

He Zheng shouted a few times, but there was nothing he could do, so he went out to talk to Fang Tianzhuo: "Tianzhuo, coax him, you will definitely listen to him, he is the future prince, what if he is really hungry?"

"Then regenerate."

"You..." He Zheng kicked over and slammed the door back to the bedroom.

Fang Changgu's little quilt moved suddenly, and his head came out of it, thoughtfully.

On the second day, Fang Tianzhuo had just packed up, and found that the little prince had already dressed himself and waited for a long time. He raised his eyebrows: "So early today?"

Fang Changgu stood up immediately. The little man who had not yet reached the adult's waist, when he spoke earnestly, looked like a little old man: "My son, I have decided to learn martial arts every day in the future, and I will never let the father down again."

Fang Tianzhuo led him towards the backyard and said with a smile, "Why are you so sensible all of a sudden?"

"Erchen thought about it behind closed doors yesterday, and wanted to understand one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Father's imperial affairs are busy, and he has to worry about family affairs. The burden on his shoulders is too heavy. Not only can the son and minister not be able to solve problems for the father, but he is lazy and slippery, causing trouble for the father's disciples, which is really inappropriate."

Fang Tianzhuo raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Dad taught you to say that?"

Fang Changgu immediately shook his head and said solemnly, "My son is sincere."

The little flattery was exactly the same as his father, Fang Tianzhuo laughed and said, "I believe in the emperor."

He Zheng is reading a book.

He hasn't learned anything else in the past few years, but he has read a lot of books, mainly because he was driven by Fang Tianzhuo's enthusiasm for learning. His own man is so good, he can't be too bad.

Fang Changgu, who had finished martial arts, went through the mirror to find him, and when he lifted his calf to climb the bed, he suddenly let out a squeak. He Zheng recovered and hurriedly carried him up: "What's the matter?"

"My leg hurts." The little guy was pitiful: "Practice is very tiring, being a prince is very tiring, and being an emperor is definitely more tiring."

He Zheng pinched his calf and said warmly, "A Gu will be fine, don't be discouraged."

The little prince burst into tears: "I definitely can't compare to the father."

"How can it be, the youth is better than the blue, and you will be more powerful than the father in the future."

The little prince suddenly rushed over, hugged his waist all of a sudden, and flattened his mouth: "My father is so fierce, it hurts to beat someone."

He Zheng touched his head, helpless: "Father and Emperor are all for your own good."

Although he told him not to go too far in front of Fang Tianzhuo, but he never spoke ill of Fang Tianzhuo behind his back, he patiently said: "Father, it is not easy, once you take that seat, you have to face it. More than just a wolf, a tiger and a leopard, the royal father also loves you and worries about you, which is why he has been so strict with you since childhood, Agu, you can't blame the royal father, you know?"

"Yeah." Fang Chang said in an angry voice, "But it's really hard work. If only I had a younger brother, someone would share with me the strictness of the father and the emperor, so I wouldn't have to work so hard. "

He Zheng couldn't hold back, laughed and said, "Even if he has a younger brother, A Gu is still the crown prince. How should the father treat you, or how will he treat you."

"It's definitely not the same." Fang Chang Gu raised his face and said stubbornly: "If I have a younger brother, I can be the prince and the emperor together, that chair, if two people sit together, it will definitely be safer... I don't want to. Just like my father, didn’t my father say it too, my father is so hard, I don’t want to be as hard as my father when I grow up.”

Fang Tianzhuo's face flashed in He Zheng's mind, and his heart was a little sour. Of course he knew that Fang Tianzhuo was not easy. He used to be alone for so many years. He Zheng used to hate his excessive possessiveness. from insecurity.

He Zheng sometimes thinks that if Fang Tianzhuo has a brother who supports him all the way, maybe his personality will not be so extreme.

My brother said that his temper has gotten better and better in recent years, and he has listened more and more to Fang Tianzhuo's words. In fact, part of it is because of understanding, and part of it is because of habit.

That man always puts all his heart into his hands. He doesn't need to care about anything, and he doesn't need to ask him. It's already like this. What qualifications does He Zheng have to quarrel with him often?

He Zheng bowed his head, and his son's clear round eyes were looking at him unblinkingly: "I want a younger brother, will Daddy give me a younger brother?"

He Zheng put his arms around him, and after a while, he said, "What if my sister?"

"Sister..." Fang Changgu didn't want his younger sister. The younger sister still had to spoil her. If the younger brother was to be concerned, he could slowly shift the attention of the father to the emperor. He hesitated: "I still want my younger brother."

He Zheng smiled and kissed him.

The child didn't understand anything, so He Zheng didn't tell him much, but Fang Changgu's words still left some traces in his heart. The little guy is different from others. Every brother and sister will be his own in the future. If Fang Tianzhuo was gone, he would be alone and take care of everyone.

He Zheng tossed and turned and thought about it for many days.

It's like he and his brother. Back then, he traveled alone to Fang Tianzhuo's side. If his brother didn't show up in time, he might have died of depression at that time. He is well aware of the importance of brothers.

Fang Tianzhuo still likes to hug him as always, and hugs him when he sleeps. He Zheng nestled in his arms, and suddenly drilled into him, getting closer.

Fang Tianzhuo's eyelashes moved, but he didn't open his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." He Zheng raised his face to look at the other party. He felt that Fang Tianzhuo wanted another one in his heart. After all, he was a man who wanted to have nine sons. Although this man is domineering, he has never made up his own mind when it comes to having children, and has given him enough respect.

He Zheng couldn't hold back, leaned over and kissed his lips, the man finally opened his eyes, he hugged He Zheng's waist tightly, and kissed back.

When he reached out to touch something on the head of the bed, He Zheng stopped him, his cheeks blushing: "That's it, it doesn't matter."

Fang Tianzhuo's eyes were deep and he didn't say much.

The second child came sooner than He Zheng thought. When he found that he started to lose his appetite, He Zheng immediately went to the imperial doctor to take a pulse. He answered as expected, but this time, He Zheng did not like the first time. There is no love for life, but a faint joy is felt.

Out of curiosity about Fang Tianzhuo's reaction, He Zheng asked the imperial doctor to hide it for the time being. Fang Tianzhuo is still very busy now. In just a few years, the palace has used electric lights, and there are many talents in this world. The books that Fang Tianzhuo brought back are enough to make them infer other things.

Everything is going for the better.

In the evening, when the family sat together for dinner, Fang Tianzhuo clearly noticed that He Zheng was hesitating to speak. He raised his eyes to look over and asked, "What's wrong?"

He Zheng glanced at Fang Changgu, coughed, the little guy looked puzzled.

He Zheng shut his mouth temporarily, and waited until Fang Changgu finished eating and retreated, then he pulled the stool towards Fang Tianzhuo and said softly, "I want to tell you something."

"Um?"

"Just..." He Zheng was a little embarrassed: "Didn't you always say before that you want to have another child?"

This is true, Fang Tianzhuo's selfishness really hopes to have another child, the palace is deserted, if there are more children, it will be more lively, but He Zheng avoids this, Fang Tianzhuo does not A lot to mention. The most important thing is that He Zheng's production really scared him a lot last time. He usually said that he would have another one, but it was just because He Zheng made trouble for no reason and he deliberately blocked him with words.

He raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

He Zheng licked his lips, Fang Tianzhuo's understated attitude made him not know how to say it, and he also didn't know whether the other party would be angry or happy if he said it himself.

Realizing his entanglement, Fang Tianzhuo lowered his voice: "I don't particularly want it either, and Zhenger doesn't have to take it to heart."

Is this a matter of mind? The baby is already in his belly, okay?

He Zheng rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily, "I'm just saying hello to you, you have to prepare an extra alimony, that's all."

He stood up and walked away from the table fiercely.

Fang Tianzhuo turned his head and reacted briefly for a few seconds. He couldn't figure out what "alimony" was for a while. He raised his chopsticks and continued to pick up vegetables, and suddenly stopped.

He slammed the chopsticks on the table, and his body was wrapped in front of He Zheng as if being swept by the wind.

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PS: There is also the last chapter, more at night.

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