After Zhao Qian had taken care of the matters at hand, he planned to go on a long trip. He wanted to go to Shandong. If appropriate, he also planned to go to the south. He might not be able to come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The affairs in the court were in charge of the senior ministers of the cabinet, so he had nothing to worry about. There was Manager Ling and Chang Shi in the palace, so he didn't need to worry too much. The only person he couldn't worry about was Li Wei.
He wanted to go to Chongqing Palace to say goodbye to Li Wei. After all, he would be separated for some time and leaving her in the palace would inevitably make him feel uneasy.
Zhao Qian said to the people working in front of him: "In the days after I leave, if you want to get approval for things, go to Mr. Zheng Guangliang. If Zheng Guangliang can't make the decision, just ask Du Shoufu."
After explaining, he picked up the sky blue hat on the table and put it on before going out.
The blue sky is cloudless, and the scorching sun is mercilessly scorching the earth. The cicadas on the tree screamed at the top of their lungs. I had just walked under the sun for a while, and there was already a thin layer of sweat on my forehead.
Baofu had already prepared a sedan chair and was waiting at the west gate.
Zhao Qian got on the sedan, and after the curtain was lowered, he closed his eyes and rested. Although his eyes were closed, he did not concentrate on resting. His mind was going through the tasks that had to be done recently over and over again. Which ones needed to be solved urgently, which ones needed to be done in person, which ones had to be handed over to the people below, which ones People have to leave it to the cabinet to handle.
Zhao Qian got off the sedan at Yongding Gate. At this time, the little emperor was practicing riding and shooting in the school field over the Shangsiyuan.
He wanted to go over and see how much Fu Guang had improved these days.
When he first stepped into the palace gate, he saw Fu Guang riding a bay-red horse. His riding and archery master was holding the horse and taking him around the school grounds. There were many arrow targets set up in the north area, and the targets were positioned far and high. They are all different, and they were originally used to facilitate people's shooting practice.
Fu Guang held the bow in his left hand, and with his right hand he pulled out an arrow from the quiver hanging on his horse, and was aiming at a target. After taking aim, he hesitated a little, and his master encouraged him beside him.
"Your Majesty, don't hesitate. Dare to shoot. Even if you miss, it doesn't matter. The key is to have the determination to shoot."
With the encouragement of the master, the arrow finally shot out, but because Fu Guang was young and his strength was far from enough, the arrow fell down as soon as it reached midway.
Another miss! Fu Guang's face instantly dropped, and he glanced at his mouth, looking very depressed.
Zhao Qian walked over and said, "Your Majesty, please dismount."
Only then did Fu Guang see his uncle, the regent, coming over. He quickly got off his horse and called out respectfully: "Uncle."
Zhao Qian could see Fu Guang's unhappiness at a glance. Fu Guang had been afraid of the emperor's uncle since he was a child, especially after the emperor's uncle became the regent. Now that he is not performing well, he is afraid that his uncle will severely scold him.
Fu Guang was ready to be punished, but Zhao Qian said nothing. Instead, he gently stroked Fu Guang's head a few times and then said, "Let's go visit your mother."
Don't you criticize him loudly? Fu Guang became more and more uneasy. Zhao Qian was about to leave when he spotted the quiver on his back. He said to Pi Xiang, "Bring another bow."
Pi Xiang was a little surprised to know that the regent wanted to shoot arrows himself. It was said that the regent was very sick and he had never heard of him being able to shoot on horseback. However, he did as he was told and took a piece with a lighter number of stones. Presented to Zhao Qian.
Zhao Qian held it in his hand, drew the arrow, set up the bow and took aim. After a brief pause, the arrow on the string flew out quickly, and with a whoosh, it hit the red heart of a target.
Everyone present was dumbfounded, and Pi Xiang hurriedly congratulated: "Your Majesty, you are so brave!"
Zhao Qian just smiled faintly, not caring at all, and then said to Fu Guang, "Let's go and pay your respects to your mother."
The uncle and nephew walked out of the school grounds together, followed by a group of eunuchs who helped hold umbrellas, handkerchiefs and other items. On the way to Chongqing Palace, Zhao Qian asked Fu Guang gently: "Isn't the emperor very frustrated because he didn't shoot the arrow well?"
"Yes, I'm terrified."
"I'm worried about such a small thing, but what about the bigger things? The emperor calls himself me, so why does he say 'I' or 'you'? To be an emperor, you have to behave like an emperor. You have to let the people below you Those who stand fear you and respect you with the majesty of an emperor."
Fu Guang couldn't answer. After all, he was just a child who was not yet seven years old.
Zhao Qian added: "As an emperor, you must learn the art of the emperor. In addition to learning the skills taught by the masters in the Imperial Academy, you must also learn the art of the emperor's mind. You are still too young and there are many things you don't understand. I have taught you before. How can you hide your inner thoughts and let others easily see your inner world? "
Fu Guang only dared to murmur: "Uncle Emperor, you have taught me well."
"These things cannot be mastered in one day. You need to practice hard. I have been too busy these days to test your homework, but yesterday I met Mr. Peng and I asked him how you are doing. Mr. Peng can I praised you and said you have made great progress.”
The uncle and nephew walked and talked all the way, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious. When we arrived at Chongqing Palace, the palace officials were busy reporting the matter.
Li Wei was not surprised when he heard that his uncle and nephew had come together. Fu Guang first bowed respectfully to Li Wei. Li Wei waved Fu Guang over.
"Your Majesty hasn't been here for two days, are you okay?"
Fu Guang said shyly: "After returning to my mother, my son and I are very good."
Li Wei said again: "You are practicing riding and shooting with me, but be careful not to bump into anything." She saw that Fu Guang's face was covered with sweat, so she called the eunuch outside for instructions: "Bring the newcomer in Cut the honeydew melon and treat it to the emperor. The weather is too hot, so don’t let him eat the ice bowl immediately.”
Then he asked the eunuch to take Fu Guang down.
Zhao Qian stood below and said with a smile: "What honeydew? I wonder if you are a minor minister?"
Li Wei then ordered the maid next to him: "Cut some more and bring them to the prince to enjoy."
Not long after, a palace maid came over holding a translucent crystal sunflower plate. The plate contained freshly cut apricot-yellow honeydew melon pieces, with a silver engraved fruit fork inserted on the melon piece.
Here they were busy giving Zhao Qian his favorite Dahongpao, along with fortune cakes.
Zhao Qian also sat down generously, drinking fragrant tea and eating fresh honeydew melons sent as tribute from the Western Regions this year. It was a very unpleasant life.
Li Wei sat on the Kang, holding an ivory tapestry fan in his hand and shaking it slowly. This fan was very precious. She was afraid of breaking it, so she moved very gently.
"This melon is really good."
"If the prince likes to come back, he will send two of them to the prince's house."
Zhao Qian said hurriedly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it, so the Queen Mother can keep it for herself. I have to leave for Shandong early in the morning."
Is he here to say goodbye today
(End of chapter)