Rong Ting used to think that his father didn't have any hobbies, oh no, he still has a hobby, which is cheating on his mother.
When returning from modern times to ancient times, Rong Ting found that his father was suddenly very drifting!
When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.
He remembered what his mother said, that when people fall in love, they will involuntarily want to dress themselves up beautifully. He thought, although men and women are not on the same channel, they are all human, and they should be similar in major matters. The current father... Could it be that he wants to fall in love
Rong Ting knew that he was selfish, he didn't know if his mother had found a boyfriend in Hyundai, anyway he couldn't see it, so he assumed that his mother didn't have a boyfriend!
Father wants to fall in love, wants to be with others, unless he is dead, unless he is blind and deaf, don't even think about it.
Eleven-year-old Rong Ting is very busy every day. He is no longer satisfied with listening to the teachings of the Taifu. He remembers a sentence his mother once said, "True knowledge comes from practice, just like how would he know the price of vegetables if he didn't wear it to the modern age?" , How would he know the price of rice? He needs to know what kind of situation the people are like. He needs to know whether the common people can afford to eat. Take the time to practice.
Of course, occasionally when the father and son had a good conversation, Rong Ting would spit out a sentence from time to time to stab him, "I hide my identity and walk among the people, because I want to know the people's sentiments, not to put on a vest and fall in love."
Rong Heng: "..."
This will probably become his dark history.
"Stop saying such strange things in front of others." Rong Heng still had a headache.
Why, Rong Ting, relying on himself as a fashionista, was so angry several times that he even called the minister a country bumpkin.
"Father, don't you listen to your mother's words? You don't care about those ministers, and you actually asked you to choose a princess for me at the memorial every three days! I am only eleven years old this year, and I am still in elementary school in modern times. Do you want me to fall in love?" The more Rong Ting thought about it, the more angry he became, "I'm not focused on this kind of thing now, I'm only in elementary school, and elementary school students who fall in love early will be invited by their parents!"
Are these ministers too frantic
He wanted to introduce a girlfriend to him when he was only eleven years old. If this were put in modern times, he would be scolded so much that he didn't even know his own mother.
Rong Heng was also very helpless, "I rejected them all. It's just that you can't stop others in this kind of thing. They say what they say, and I just don't listen."
"The queen mother said that you can only think about those things after the age of eighteen." Rong Ting didn't really take Song Yuan's words as an imperial decree. I will consider it, all love affairs before the age of eighteen are puppy love."
"understood."
The ministers were all satisfied with Rong Ting, especially the Tai Tuo, who used to only praise him for his talent, but now it's different, and they wished to teach Rong Ting all their knowledge.
Rong Ting did not disappoint them, he was much better than Rong Heng back then.
What pleased Rong Heng was that maybe his son would really become an upright emperor. A better emperor than him.
He also had an explanation for the country and the people.
"Anything else?" Rong Heng asked him.
Only now did Rong Ting think about the business, his face darkened. From his standpoint, he didn't want his father to have any emotional involvement with anyone. Although the past few years, his father had indeed been very lonely, but that was also the case. The ending chosen by the emperor himself. If the father fell in love with other people, or was with other people, he couldn't accept it no matter what. Especially when he thought that the queen mother might be alone in modern times, he felt it was very unfair.
"Father, I heard that you now run around the palace every morning." Rong Ting knew that his father was not the queen mother, even though the relationship between them was much closer because of the modern adventure, but his father He was still not someone he could treat unrestrainedly. In all fairness, as a son of man, he really had no position to comment on matters concerning his father's empress palace, nor could he express any opinions. Let the father and the emperor guard his body like a jade for the "dead" mother. If this kind of news gets out, I am afraid that his staunch supporter, the Tai Tuo, will also call him an unfilial son.
Rong Heng glanced at him, "Morning jogging is good for your health."
"But you never knew how to run before."
Rong Ting was rather tactful. In the past, His Majesty the Emperor would take a break every day after dealing with government affairs and reviewing memorials. Now it is different. Early in the morning, maybe before dawn, or even get up for a run when the temperature is very low? This is so wrong!
"This moment and that moment." Rong Heng glanced at him, "You ran all the way back to find me because of this incident?"
That's not it.
Rong Ting shook his head, "I'm too worried about my father, I heard that my father always summons the imperial physician, lest my father get sick, my father, you are the pillar of the Great Ye Dynasty."
Speaking of this, Rong Heng's expression changed a little.
He cleared his throat, "I'm fine."
Rong Ting didn't want to talk about him anymore, it's nothing, he had inquired about it, and now his father summoned the imperial physician to ask about some beauty maintenance skills!
As the king of a country, the father still needs to keep his face, and how many people dare to look directly at the face of the emperor? What's more, as an emperor, what kind of face and maintenance do you need? After thinking about it, his father is really like a person who is in love now.
The queen mother said that people who want to fall in love always pay special attention to their image. Scruffy men might get cleaner, at least outwardly, and women buy new clothes and put on makeup…
"Father, you said that we are father and son. There should be no secrets between father and son. I just want to ask you, are you..." Rong Ting paused, pursed his lips, feeling sorry for his mother , "Do you have any crushes?"
Without waiting for Rong Heng to answer, Rong Ting said with a steady tone: "For so many years, I know that you are lonely, and there is nothing else in your life except national affairs. Now that you are still in your prime, if you With someone you like, my son is naturally blessed."
When the father and son chat in private, they always use "you", "you" and "I".
As the saying goes, Jiang is still old and hot, and Rong Heng knew that his son was digging holes for him as soon as he heard Rong Ting call himself a "son".
Don't look at what his son said so well, he can guarantee that as long as he says that he likes someone else, this kid will turn his face in no time. No, he won't turn his face on the surface, but it's hard to say it in private.
Rong Heng still has the original taste of the original formula, he is still sinister and cunning, and his scheming is far from being comparable to that of Rong Ting, who is as straightforward as Rong Ting.
Rong Heng sighed, "It's been several years since we came back, do you still remember your mother's face?"
"Of course I remember." I never forgot.
"I'm getting old." Rong Heng expressed a lonely expression, "I'm afraid that one day I will become old and dim-sighted, and I won't even remember what she looks like."
Rong Ting's heart softened when he heard this.
In fact, the father is not old, he is in his prime in his thirties.
Apart from that gray hair, there is no sign of aging on him.
But he also knew that the emperor and mother will see each other again... No, they probably won't see each other again.
"No." Rong Ting said softly, "You forgot, I will tell you, and there are so many paintings in your secret room, aren't the paintings all about the queen mother?"
Rong Heng laughed at himself, "I'm afraid that we will meet again one day, and I will be old, will she still recognize me then?"
this…
It's not easy for Rong Ting to guarantee his mother's queen.
"Rong Ting, I've never thought about anyone other than your mother. You should be the clearest about this. I haven't in the past, I haven't now, and I won't have one in the future. I feel ashamed of her all my life. Her husband, however, did not accompany her well, and he promised to take her around, but he failed to do so."
Hearing what he said, Rong Ting looked stern and didn't say anything.
The matter between parents... how should he say it.
"To the throne, to the country, to the common people, I have fulfilled my responsibilities. In fact," Rong Heng said in a low voice, "I think being Xie Heng is pretty good."
Rong Ting also felt very uncomfortable seeing his father like this, so he sat down beside him, poured a cup of tea for his father, and comforted him softly, "Father, please don't do this, whether it's the queen, me, or you, Have a little fun."
They agreed.
Rong Heng glanced at him calmly, "Do you really want me to be happier?"
Rong Ting nodded, "Of course. The queen mother is my queen mother, and the emperor father is also my emperor father."
"Your words are enough." Rong Heng smiled.
Good boy.