Xiaobao hugged King Jin's neck and didn't let go.
Even if King Jin wants to leave, he won't let go, no matter how Yaoniang persuades him, it won't work, this little guy seems to be determined to haunt his father to death.
Especially when he smiled innocently, showing only four small teeth, even if his heart was as hard as King Jin, he couldn't bear to drag his son down by force.
In fact, he also enjoys this feeling very much, especially after seeing many scenes where Xiaobao always only likes to cling to Yaoniang, such Xiaobao seems to make up for the depression in his heart.
Mr. Liu Da and the others have already come, and Fu Cheng urged him twice, waiting for King Jin to come over to discuss matters.
Fucheng took the rattle and the wooden horse, and coaxed Xiaobao beside him, but Xiaobao just looked at him and still didn't let go.
King Jin stood up, "If he doesn't come down, he won't come down." Then he said to Yao Niang: "I'll be back later." Then he hung a small sloth around his neck and went out.
Along the way, countless people have attracted sideways glances, wanting to see but not daring to look more, not to mention how awkward the scene was.
King Jin has always been a character who doesn't care about the eyes of others, so this time he is inevitably a little embarrassed. When we arrived at the study in the front yard, there were already many people sitting in it, all of whom were the confidantes brought by King Jin this time.
Seeing King Jin appearing like this, he was as calm and composed as Mr. Liu Da, the feather fan in his hand accidentally slipped off, and he hurriedly picked it up again.
It wasn't until Fucheng winked at the side that everyone regained their composure and lowered their heads, and King Jin also sat down behind the desk.
He patted Xiaobao's butt, "Sit down."
It was also strange, Xiaobao seemed to let go of his hands after understanding, and sat down on his lap honestly, looking curiously at the faces of the people below.
Mr. Hei smiled and said: "Your Highness, you look very smart with your baby head."
As expected of Mr. Hei, Mr. Hei speaks Shu dialect as soon as he speaks it. King Jin has been with him for many years, so he naturally understands what he means. This is to praise Xiaobao for being smart.
Mr. Liu Da also nodded: "This son seems to be a precocious, and his future is boundless."
And the others all said all kinds of praises for Xiaobao in a serious manner, even if they were as thick-skinned as Xiaobao, they couldn't help but blush. Afraid of showing too much emotion and attracting attention, he turned his head and buried his face in King Jin's arms.
"Okay, let's get down to business." King Jin cleared his throat.
Deliberations will begin soon.
And most of the talk is about the changes of the vassal kings from all sides and what they said in which mansion they went to. These so-called changes are nothing but trivial words, all of which are nail spies planted everywhere in Jin Wang's mansion. Collected information. It's extremely trivial, and what these staff and King Jin do is to see the overall situation, pick out useful things from it, connect them together, and get useful information.
For example, Mr. Liu Da, Mr. Hei and Li Maotian are in charge of the analysis and classification of these intelligences in the Prince Jin Mansion on weekdays. After cross-talking, they will submit useful things to the King of Jin. King Jin occasionally asked his subordinates to hand over the information, so that he could read it in his spare time.
This is different from the confrontation between the two armies on the battlefield, where the strength of the enemy and the weakness of the enemy are clear at a glance. Even if the two armies confront each other, there will still be various tricks to deceive the enemy, let alone this confrontation thousands of miles away. And the enemy is dark and we are clear, no one knows who will do what to whom, after all, there are too many enemies.
Just like this time, I can detect abnormalities in several places, but no matter how hard I dig, I can't find out what the other party wants to do.
"Let people keep an eye on King An. He likes to fish in troubled waters the most. He and the Zhou family...and Dai Wang, he has been staying out of the matter, but this king doesn't believe that he has no idea. After all, he is both a descendant. Yong Wang focuses on stalking, This king always has a feeling that he will make trouble this time, and besides... "
There was silence in the room, only King Jin's magnetic voice hovered.
At this time, a baby boy's voice suddenly sounded: "Zeng, great-grandfather..."
The voice was childish and full of cuteness, King Jin patted him while continuing to talk. Thinking that Xiaobao was disobedient, when he heard the adults speak, he wanted to say the same.
"... The emperor's grandson, don't face it for the time being, avoid it if you can, don't fight for a while..."
"Great-grandfather..." After waiting for Xiaobao to break out these four words clearly, King Jin gave him a small buttock and continued to speak.
Fu Cheng squatted next to King Jin's legs, and asked him in a low voice: "Is the little master bored, can Lao Fu carry you out to play?"
Xiaobao stared at Fucheng's old face, feeling extremely depressed, snorted, and turned his head away.
He moved a few times, and was about to play on the desk, so King Jin let him play. He tugged at the rice paper on the desk, while Jin Wang was talking to his subordinates, he looked at him out of the corner of his eye. After dragging the rice paper, Xiao Bao went to grab the pen to wash it, fearing that his clothes would get wet, so King Jin raised his hand and took a small paperweight from the desk and placed it in front of him.
Xiao Bao poked his finger twice depressedly, still stretched out his hand to reach for things, Mr. Liu Da and the others saw that King Jin was serious, no different from before.
Calm, cold, and indifferent, there is no wave in the ancient well with long and narrow eyes, and there is no wave at all. Even the clothes he was wearing were the usual black color, that is, there was a milk baby in front of him.
A baby boy wearing a duck-egg blue cotton jacket and trousers, white and fat, with delicate features, looks like a handsome boy like his father when he grows up.
This baby boy is a little mischievous, struggling on the desk like a little turtle, using both hands and feet. He seemed to be trying to grab something, and his little face was a little red because he was trying too hard.
In fact, someone had already seen that he wanted to take the Langhao brush on the inkstone next to him, and even had the urge to go over and hand it to him. Fu Cheng also noticed it, but he was afraid that Xiao Bao would stain his clothes, even King Jin's clothes, so he took a considerate step forward and lifted the inkstone away, completely refusing Xiao Bao's thoughts.
what!
Xiaobao yelled angrily, and Fucheng lowered his voice and said, "My young master, this is no fun. This old slave will bring you a clean one." He hurriedly took a soft Langhao pen from the pen stand and handed it to he.
But he just wanted the one with ink on it!
Xiaobao felt powerless for a while.
He originally wanted to get close to his father to achieve the purpose of hearing more news. After all, his mother is a woman in the inner house, and she just goes around in the inner house every day, so she doesn't know or know anything about the outside world.
Unexpectedly, when he came here, he heard his father talking to several staff members, and he was even more sure of his previous thoughts. Something must happen around the emperor's grandfather's Longevity Day, and he felt that if others wanted to attack his father, It will never be head-to-head, but will choose a relatively weak link.
His mother is one of them, and so is Ningguo Duke's Mansion.
Little Treasure even heard King Jin's order to arrange elites to stare at the courtyard where he and his mother lived, but he didn't hear about the arrangement of Duke Ninguo's mansion.
Is it because the father thinks that Ning Guogong has his own arrangements, or is it because of his confidence in his great-grandfather and second uncle? But you must know that when the betrayal of your closest relatives and least suspicious relatives is the most terrible.
So he panicked, he didn't bother to cover up his origin, and wanted to warn him.
But no one listened to him, they only thought he was babbling, and due to physical limitations, Xiaobao couldn't speak too long, and even couldn't speak clearly, so he moved to write with a pen.
After a lot of hard work, he was destroyed by Fucheng. He was extremely frustrated, and at the same time realized that his thoughts were still too reckless. Not to mention whether he can control his hand to write now, the writing looks like ghostly drawn symbols, no one can recognize it.
It seems that he has to find another way.
Xiaobao was thinking about his own thoughts, but to outsiders, he couldn't help laughing.
A milk doll looks dejected and depressed, so cute. If the scene didn't allow it at this time, I'm afraid the few self-proclaimed wily and calculating staff below would come up to hug him and coax him in a rude manner.
Why didn't I think milk dolls were so cute before
Both Mr. Liu Da and Li Maotian were fathers. Yao remembers what he was doing when his son was so old? It seems to be very busy, even if you are at home occasionally, you will only feel that the crying of the brat is really loud, and the magic sound pierces your ears.
King Jin glanced at Fu Cheng, slightly condemning him.
Fu Cheng feels so wronged, Your Highness, I am thinking of you, if the young master is not sensible to scribble with a brush and draw a few ink marks on your face, your famous name in the whole life-
In the following time, Xiaobao has been very quiet and obedient, as if he is listening to the adults carefully, but also as if his mind is wandering too far.
King Jin couldn't get used to it, so he glanced at Fu Cheng. Fu Cheng didn't know why at first, but he quickly realized that he ordered Die Xiaobao's favorite rice cake to be served. King Jin picked up a piece from the plate and handed it to him silently.
Xiao Bao took it over, feeling angry and wanting to laugh, biting the millet cake bit by bit.
After eating two yuan, the water also came.
King Jin knows how to nurse and drink water. He practiced a few times when he was in the canyon, but at that time he was someone else's cub, but now he is his own cub, so he is obviously much lighter.
Holding the slender palm firmly, he held the small teacup halfway to feed Xiaobao water. Xiaobao gulped a few sips and pushed it with his small hand. He put the teacup aside, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the corners of his mouth.
Looking up and seeing that everyone below was looking at him, King Jin said calmly, "Continue..."
This scene lasted for nearly an hour and a half, and there were still some things to discuss, but seeing Xiaobao's drooping, King Jin didn't have the mood to discuss any more.
After ordering to go down and discuss it at night, King Jin carried Xiaobao back to the backyard.
After Princess Jin came back, she heard that King Jin carried Xiaobao to the front yard today. Nowadays, what is important is to hold grandchildren but not children, and I have never seen any big man who holds a baby and does not let go.
It was understandable during that trip in the palace, King Jin probably wanted to show the deep love between father and son, and deliberately did it for Emperor Hongjing to see. But this is now in my own mansion, who do I need to show it to? If you don't think about it, you must like it so much that you will treat it like this.
Princess Jin was already restless, and when she heard about this, she felt even more uncomfortable.
It was Zhou's mother who reported to Princess Jin, and now this matter has been spread all over the house, and it is regarded as an anecdote. In a few minutes, people would not say that King Jin is so unseemly, they would only say that Mrs. Su is favored, and even the young son is loved by His Royal Highness, or because of His Highness's attitude towards the young prince, Mrs. Su will never worry about it for the rest of her life.
Why don't you worry about this? It goes without saying that the princess has not been able to conceive for many years. If there was one, it should have been there long ago. Now Mrs. Su is the first one, and she is born a eldest son, and she might even have a second son in her stomach.
Taking advantage of these few years of hard work, the father and son have shown affection, not to mention that the princess can't give birth, even if she can give birth, the day lily will be cold by then. It is uncertain who will be in charge of this huge Jin Palace in the future.
Zhou's mother kept nagging in front of Princess Jin. In the past, Princess Jin could pretend even if she put on a show. But this time she couldn't pretend anymore, and reprimanded: "Mom, why do you believe what people say outside? It may be Xu Yueru or Liu side concubine deliberately released rumors, just want to provoke this concubine and Su fight!"
Zhou's mother disapproved: "Whether someone deliberately instigated it or not, it is always true. Hong'er saw it with her own eyes and came back to tell her servants. Princess, if you continue to fight like this, in the future..."
"Okay, stop talking, go down!"
"Princess..."
"Go down. Zi Yan, let her go down!"
This was the first time Princess Jin turned against Zhou's mother like this, she couldn't accept it, her old face was ashen, her lips parted, and she went down with Zi Yan silently.
"Ma'am, mom is too worried about you." Zihan said from the side.
In the past, these Zis would never intervene like this, but today they did. So, they all feel that the situation is so serious that they have to do something
Princess Jin was at a loss.