National Beauty

When parents are still alive, it is not common for grandfathers and grandmothers to raise grandchildren, but it is not uncommon. For example, the father is incompetent, the grandfather has high hopes for his grandchildren, or the mother is deficient in virtue and ill health. The grandfather and grandmother take over the upbringing of grandchildren and grandchildren and they are reasonable.

But today, it is the Emperor Xuande who is to raise his grandson, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The Chu couple are living well and in good health. The emperor suddenly called the emperor's grandson into the palace to raise him personally. The meaning is intriguing. The sight of the ministers of civil and military affairs gradually fell on the emperor King Qin, the eldest prince Chu, and the second prince Rui Wang.

King Qin looked as usual, honestly, and after a slight surprise, he showed a light smile.

Rui Wang was also laughing, making a strong smile, and his handsome face, which looked like Emperor Xuande, was a little pale. King Rui was really upset, and he couldn’t find a reason to be happy. As far as he can remember, his father preferred his eldest brother, and he always took his eldest brother wherever he went. Their brothers were quite old. When he was learning to ride a horse, his father taught the elder brother himself. , But threw him to Master Ma. Now that the emperor father wants to take Brother Sheng into the palace, he has to order the eldest brother to be crowned prince!

After finally suppressing the jealousy and injustice in his heart, King Rui looked sideways at the opposite brother.

King Chu’s originally dark complexion turned into a big red face, as if he was drunk, his entire face and neck were red, and his tiger eyes stared at the man on the dragon chair incomprehensibly. Her fists clenched her lips and trembled, an expression of resentment that was abruptly suffocated when she wanted to say something. Emperor Xuande knew what the boss was going to say, and before the boss lost control, he gave Wang En a wink.

Wang Enxin understood, and said loudly: "Retreat to the dynasty..."

The civil and military officials saluted and retired, and King Qin, King Rui, and King Gong also left. Only the brothers and sisters of Chu and Shou remained.

"Father, what do you mean?" As soon as the door of the vermilion hall behind him closed, the king of Chu strode directly under the dragon chair and asked angrily. He raised his head and complained to Emperor Xuande: "Brother Sheng is still Young, the father really wants to teach him that when his brother is six or seven years old, the son will send him to the palace to study, and take him back to the palace at night, so that he will be homesick when he is young."

Zhao Heng's brows are slightly loose, the elder brother is still reasonable, knows the truth, if he opens his mouth and directly rejects the father, it will be difficult to end.

The eldest son was angry, and there was resentment in his eyes. Emperor Xuande could understand. If the eldest son happily gave him Brother Sheng, Emperor Xuande would not be at ease. It is also contradictory to say that he is satisfied with the eldest son’s emotional use, and hopes that the eldest son can understand his painstaking efforts. Although he took his grandson into the palace, although it was to let the queen have a company, he did so, so why not treat the eldest son? The reward? Reward the eldest son for a reassurance, and reward the eldest son for his effort to sit firmly.

Some words can only be implied, and cannot be said clearly. Looking at the youngest who was worried about his brother’s staying, Emperor Xuande touched his beard and frowned and said to the eldest son: "When you are three years old, look at the old, and when you are seven years old, look at the old. It is a critical period for the development of a child’s temper. Why do I want to raise my brother? It’s because your father is impulsive and irritable. Brother Sheng is your eldest son, and even my eldest grandson. Why, I want to raise my eldest grandson. Does it require your consent?"

Regardless of ordinary people or relatives of the emperor, Lao Tzu can always discipline his son. This is a principle that must be observed everywhere. Whoever dares to disobey Lao Tzu is unfilial. If the king of Chu dares to speak frankly, he does not dare to say that his father is not. Qualified to discipline his son for him. The words were blocked, and King Chu looked at the opposite brother, and Zhao Heng nodded slightly.

As a younger brother, Zhao Heng does not want his brother to be deprived of the right to raise his nephew, but Zhao Heng also knows that since the father had made the will, there is absolutely no possibility that this matter can be changed. Rather than offending the father in vain, it is better. Follow the father's meaning to avoid the relationship between father and son becoming stiff.

Didn't the king of Chu know his father's arbitrary temper on the dragon chair? But he couldn't bear it, he couldn't bear it, and he couldn't bear it for Feng Zheng. He is a man, he has errands, and he couldn't see his sons during the day. Brother Sheng has really entered the palace. The father and son have no chance to meet each other in the palace, but Feng Zheng can only see him three times a month. Her son is the flesh that fell from her body, really send her son to the palace, Feng Zheng still can't cry to death?

It doesn’t make sense in theory. King Chu suddenly lifted his clothes and knelt down, earnestly begging: "Father, the son knows you are kind, but Brother Sheng is too young to see his mother, he must cry, maybe I would think that my parents don't want him anymore, Erchen... can't bear it." At the end, imagine Feng Zheng and his son parting, Chu Wang's eyes are sour, he turned his head and looked to one side.

"Father, be compassionate." Zhao Heng also knelt down.

The two sons knelt there, one for father-son love and the other for brotherhood. Emperor Xuande was not angry at all, but he still pretended to be angry and said: "My grandson, I will teach him the truth, grand grandson, why? Can the upbringing be delayed because of the benevolence of the woman? My will has been decided, you can go back, and take Brother Sheng into the palace tomorrow morning."

After saying this, he left the dragon chair and walked away.

King Chu got up and was about to chase him, but was stopped by Zhao Heng halfway. King Chu grabbed his brother's arm and pulled aside. He thought that the weaker brother would not be able to hold his strength, but he didn't expect that his brother would not move at all. King Chu was taken aback, and instinctively squeezed his brother's arm, only to realize that his brother was just looking thin, and his arm had hidden inner strength, which was as hard as iron.

"Get out of the way." After a brief accident, King Chu returned to the matter of Lao Tzu trying to rob his son.

"Brother, if you entangle again, the father will definitely mention his sister-in-law." Zhao Heng grabbed his brother's arm and reminded in a low voice. He could guess that the brother-in-law was most concerned about his sister-in-law, and the emperor father would surely be able to guess it too. By then, the emperor would not blame the elder brother, but would only blame the sister-in-law for crying and crying for his brother to return to his son.

King Chu's face changed drastically, and he suddenly remembered that his father had wanted to give him some beauties, and advised him not to pet a woman exclusively. The father was dissatisfied that Feng Zheng had occupied all of his favors. If he continued to fight against his father, he could not touch him when he sent a woman to him, but if the father blamed Feng Zheng for this, Feng Zheng would definitely be frightened...

Seeing that his brother had figured it out, Zhao Heng patted his brother on the shoulder and motioned his brother to leave the hall with him.

The king of Chu was anxious to go back to the palace and appease his wife. He walked fast, and Zhao Heng watched his brother walk away quickly, and then step by step, step by step. Just after the Spring Festival, the capital was still cold, and the huge palace seemed to be colder. The north wind blew from below, making his robe hunt and hunt. Zhao Heng had no expression on his face, and after walking the last step, he looked back sideways.

Behind him is the majestic palace where the emperor’s early dynasty discussed matters, and the dragon chair in the hall symbolizes the supreme power in the world.

Zhao Heng stared at the high corners of the main hall, his father’s majestic appearance sitting on a dragon chair appeared one after another in his mind, the humble figure of his brother kneeling and pleading, and the carefree little face of his nephew Sheng. In the end, it became Guo Xiao's sassy and heroic posture wearing Ma Junyu, and the apricot eyes that the princess simply relied on.

To deal with Guo Xiao, the status of the prince is enough, and the prince is the prince, and there are still times when he has to compromise.

Zhao Heng raised his head, with a clear blue sky above his head, looking far away, without seeing the end. In comparison, what is within reach is...

Closing his eyes, Zhao Heng's heart was at last uneven, and he flew away with the north wind.