Jiaheng Palace.
"Mother, this is a poem copied by Chen'er. The Taifu praised Chen'er for writing it well." The little boy standing in front of Jiang Yunqing was dressed in dark satin clothes, his hair stood up in a golden crown with engravings, his pupils were agile, and his facial features were exquisite. compact.
"Really?" Jiang Yunqing pretended to be exaggerated, "Mother will come and see how much our Chen'er has improved."
As she spoke, she led him to her, and then the little boy showed his childish side, leaned into her arms, and whispered, "Chen'er was the first one to finish, they haven't even finished."
"At that time, the queen mother will give Chen'er a reward."
"What reward?" The little boy's eyes lit up, and he hugged Jiang Yunqing affectionately, "I want a hard-earned BMW."
Jiang Yun laughed softly, reached out and tapped his little nose, "You are only under four years old, what do you want a BMW for? You can't ride it."
"But, Chen Wei has ridden before, Chen'er has not, and Chen'er wants to ride too." Ji Chen pouted, with a look of reluctance to admit defeat.
Chen Wei is his accompanying student, one year older than him.
"Chen Wei is still young."
"Master Chen took him to play, Chen'er also thinks about it." Ji Chen took her hand and began to shake it, acting coquettishly.
The smile on Jiang Yunqing's mouth suddenly subsided, and before he finished speaking, the eunuch's voice came from outside the door, "The emperor is here!"
She was taken aback, and the little boy next to her had already slipped out of her arms. When he saw Ji Yang coming in, he lowered his head, pretending to be old and nervous, and said nervously, "I have seen my father, please be well."
"My concubine pays respects to the emperor." Jiang Yunqing also returned to his senses, leaning over slightly.
"Exemption." Ji Yang spat out two words, and looked at the table beside him, "Is this written by Chen'er?"
After being called by his name, Ji Chen shrank his neck and mustered up the courage to look at him, "The Taifu taught my son to write it today."
He said, clasping his little hands together.
Ji Yang is usually not cold or hot towards him, Jiang Yun saw him like this, and was about to change the subject when he heard him say, "That's right, the handwriting is neat and has improved a lot."
Hearing this, Ji Chen's dark eyes were stained with a smile, and the corners of his mouth could not help but "Thank you for your compliment."
Ji Yang nodded, and said again, "Can I eat something?"
"Back to the emperor, just about to use..."
"Then let's go together, I don't need it." Ji Yang said and walked to the table, and the two followed him and sat down.
There are a dozen dishes on the table.
Crystal steamed dumplings, stewed suckling duck, steamed shrimp with garlic, lotus root powder and cinnamon sugar cake, steamed shark fin...
Ju Hong waited on the side, looking at the three people sitting around a table without speaking, the atmosphere was a bit weird.
There is a dull breath in the air.
"What has the Taifu taught you during this time?" Ji Yang spoke to Ji Chen while eating.
"Father, Taifu taught his children to read poems, pastoral poems by Li Yu, the great poet of the He Dynasty." Ji Chen sat upright, put down his chopsticks, and answered his words.
"You don't have to be restrained. Father is just asking, just chatting." Ji Yang continued his words.
"My son knows." Although Ji Chen said so, he still didn't dare to be casual, holding his bowl and eating in a proper manner. He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a prawn, but failed to pick it up after a couple of pinches, with a timid look on his face. Silently put the chopsticks back.
In the next second, there was an extra prawn in the bowl.
Ji Chen was so flattered that he didn't dare to move.
Jiang Yunqing didn't know what happened to Ji Yang today, it was so rare, she took the opportunity to mediate the atmosphere, and said with a smile, "Chen'er, why don't you thank Father?"
"Thank you, father." He looked up at Ji Yang, showing a childish and innocent smile.
"Eat quickly." Ji Yang reached out and touched his head.
"En." Ji Chen nodded vigorously.
"Slow down." Jiang Yun smiled softly, put another piece in his bowl, turned his head to meet Ji Yang's gaze, and reached out to grab another piece for him, "Why is the emperor here free today?"
"I happened to be passing by, thinking that I haven't seen the queen for a long time, so come and have a look." Ji Yang replied to her.
Jiang Yun smiled shyly, and said gently, "The concubine knows that the emperor is busy recently, so she doesn't dare to disturb him, so she can only manage the harem well to share the emperor's worries."
"The draft list of ministers and concubines has been preliminarily determined, and I will show it to the emperor to see if there are any additions."
"You don't have to look over it, I've always been at ease when the queen does things." Ji Yang replied, "The queen can decide."
"The concubine can decide on her own."
"Um."
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At the dinner table, Jiang Yunqing would occasionally find topics to talk to Ji Yang, seemingly demure and dignified, but in fact there was no disturbance in his eyes, and most of the time he picked food for Ji Chen intentionally or unintentionally.
She is a motherly queen who handles things gracefully, is noble and kind, and it is difficult for people to think that she was also the true-tempered concubine of the general's mansion, the innocent, cheerful, and eclectic Jiang Yunqing.
Back then, the threshold for marriage proposals in the General's Mansion was broken. I heard that Miss Jiang's favorite was the eldest son of Wei Guofu, but King Tan stepped in and asked the emperor to marry him.
Thinking of this, Ji Yang sighed from the bottom of his heart.
The original owner was suspicious and not very smart, she really liked Jiang Yunqing, and she proposed to marry her as a concubine, and she doted on her for a while after she married her.
Later, being instigated by others, she felt that Jiang Yunqing was related to the heir of Wei Guofu. In a fit of anger, he recruited a few more newcomers into the mansion. The traveler with modern memories has been heartbroken since then, and happens to be pregnant. She no longer expects extravagant love and love, and only does what she is supposed to do in peace.
Now that it's all over, he feels that Jiang Yunqing can't forget his old lover, and he still misses it, and he is blinded by his love, and he is angry from the bottom of his heart, and he doesn't value Ji Chen one after another.
What's more, he was a self-made smart person, and he was played around by the ministers, like a fool, tossing around, and finally told Jiang Yunqing that he suspected that Ji Chen was not his son, and would never help him to the top.
Jiang Yun's ashen-faced expression appeared in his mind, and his heart ached. She finally knelt down and begged him to grant Ji Chen the title of king and grant him a remote and desolate land. She was willing to follow Ji Chen and never participate in the imperial power struggle in the court .
At the time he was angry, he guessed that Jiang Yunqing was just trying to force him, after all Ji Chen was his only son, so he was right.
As a result, after 20 years of separation, the court was defeated, and the frontiers continued to be chaotic, so he was ostracized.
The ridiculous thing is that I haven't seen any concubine give birth to a son for so many years. His health is getting worse and worse, and no one can find the successor.
When Jiang Yunqing heard this sentence, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he shook his head, looked at him with white hair, and continued to shake his head.
"I still like you the most." The corners of his mouth twitched, looking at her fascinatedly, "It's a pity that you don't like me, I lived this life, and finally Chen He rebelled, and it was Ji Chen who led the army to put down the rebels , and he was already terminally ill, looking at the well-dressed Jiang Yunqing, he was still in a daze, raised his hand, looked at her on the bedside, and said with difficulty, "After all these years, Qinger, I still like you the most. "Boy, whether you're a wimp or making a fuss, you didn't even look at me."
Jiang Yun looked at him whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, his eyes became moist, he raised his head slightly, and turned his face away.
"No matter what I do, the queen is still that dignified queen. I still lost, to Wei Chen." Ji Yang smiled wryly, dropped his hand, and closed his eyes.
Before his consciousness dissipated, he suddenly heard a heart-piercing cry of grief. Immediately afterwards, someone picked up his hand and put it on his face. Jiang Yun wept softly, "Cheng Heng..."
"Queen."
"I blame him and hate him, but Chen'er, I love him too..."
"I love him."
…
"Qing'er loves me."
"I want to protect her for the rest of my life and make up for what I owed in my previous life. As for Chen'er, I owe him too much."
"I still remember that when I first entered the mansion, I told Qing'er that I only had her as a wife in this life, and I only loved her. I broke my promise, and Qing'er has been disappointed in me since then."
…
"Your Majesty?" Jiang Yun called him several times, but seeing that he didn't respond, he raised his voice and called again.
"Huh?" Ji Yang's thoughts were pulled back, he met Jiang Yunqing's suspicious gaze, and restrained his expression, "What's wrong?"
"The emperor's complexion doesn't look very good. Is he too tired recently? The concubine asked someone to make up soup, and the emperor will use some later to deal with the government affairs?" Jiang Yun looked at him in a daze, and spoke again.
"I have a queen." Ji Yang nodded.
"It's a concubine's honor to share the emperor's worries." Jiang Yun smiled lightly.
Ji Yang was helpless, the way the two of them got along had become so respectful, which really rubbed Jiang Yunqing's temperament completely, he thought for a while and said, "I heard that the Queen prayed for the people in Northwest China a few days ago?"
Jiang Yunqing's complexion changed, and when he met him, his eyes were clear and bright, "I heard that the disaster in the northwest is getting worse, and the emperor is also worried about it. I don't know what to do, and I also pray for peace of mind, but I believe that The emperor can handle it well and settle down the people in the northwest."
If Jiang Yan is a reckless man, Jiang Yunqing is all-round and exquisite, otherwise she would not sit firmly in the queen's position, no matter how outsiders wear small shoes, Ji Yang can't do anything to her, she will always be aloof from the world His appearance is virtuous and virtuous.
"The queen has a heart." Ji Yang nodded, "I will also sacrifice to the heavens to pray for the people in a while, and the queen will follow along."
Hearing this, Jiang Yunqing was stunned, and quickly realized, "My concubine thanks the emperor."
"Father, can I go?" Ji Chen asked in a low voice, "I also want to go and pray for the common people."
"Chen'er." Jiang Yun scolded lightly, and then reminded, "Didn't you say that the Taifu would take you to ride a horse and shoot arrows? How did you forget?"
"My son..." Ji Chen didn't finish his sentence. After receiving the hint from his mother, his eyes dimmed and he nodded, "My son forgot."
Ji Yang was very suspicious, and someone in the court deliberately hinted that he wanted to establish a crown prince, so the blame was naturally pointed at Ji Chen. It would not be good for him to participate too much in these matters.
Caring about the common people, Ji Yang would understand that he was thinking about his throne at a young age.
"It's okay, there won't be much delay, and the sacrifice to heaven will only take half an hour." Ji Yang waved his hand and said.