In the education Rong Ting received, even his father, to him, he was also a king, he was a king first, and then a father. Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king. Even if my grandfather was the mother's biological father, he shouldn't be so bold. Fortunately, no one else was present. If someone listened to it, maybe even the mother would be implicated.
Song Haiping, a middle-aged man in his forties, was startled by Rong Ting's aura of five or six years old.
"How do you talk, kid!"
What is the king... what is this!
Rong Ting still didn't change his face, and said sharply: "Grandfather, although the queen mother is the mother of a country, she is still walking on thin ice in the front and rear palaces. I also hope that my grandfather will be careful in his words and deeds in the future, so as not to hurt the queen mother!"
In fact, Rong Ting is also an arrogant person in his heart. He has never had any contact with his grandfather, so he really can't talk about his feelings for him. He likes his grandfather because he is the mother's father. Living in the palace since he was a child, Rong Ting was under one person and above ten thousand people. All the people he saw, except for his father, were slaves. The education he received was also that the imperial power comes first. Now some people challenge the imperial power, and some are It is unacceptable for him to insult the king in front of him.
What is even more unacceptable to him is that every word and deed of his grandfather will affect his mother.
Song Yuan was already getting used to Rong Ting's way of speaking, but Song Haiping had just met Rong Ting, so he couldn't help being taken aback by his polite words.
"What is he talking about? Why can't I understand a single word?" Song Haiping looked at Song Yuan with a puzzled expression on his face. After this, he lost the anger that he wanted to draw a knife and kill the beast just now. .
Song Yuan sighed, pulled Rong Ting, and said to Song Haiping: "Dad, Gugu is still young, he can't tell the difference between ancient times and modern times, he thought it was in ancient times, so he was a little stiff and serious, but he is not bad. But, it's better not to say anything about his father in front of the child, it's not good. "
After finishing speaking, she looked down at Rong Ting again, "Goo, that's my father, I don't care what others taught you in ancient times, but in modern times, no matter you are my child or not, you have to learn to respect him." Elder, do you know?"
Both were "educated" a bit.
In fact, Rong Ting still listened to Song Yuan very much, just like at this moment, he didn't speak.
The three of them had a simple dinner. It was Song Yuan who did the cooking. Originally, Song Haiping wanted to show his daughter a skill today. I have no thoughts.
Song Yuan explained to Song Haiping 800 times, and I swear to God 800 times, she never did anything she shouldn't have done before she was a minor! Absolutely never conceived with a male classmate by stealing the forbidden fruit!
Rong Ting also had a straight face, and explained in a very speechless manner that he was definitely not an illegitimate child, he was the empress' son and the current prince.
Song Haiping's acceptance was limited, so he didn't go to the wine party after dinner, and went back to the guest room to sleep after taking a shower.
Probably Song Yuan's heartless and Lotte Datiao inherited him, and Song Haiping has come to think about it now, no matter what it is, it's good to go through time and space in hell, it doesn't matter if it's puppy love, if this kid is really Girlfriend, then their family can't escape it! If he doesn't accept it, he has to accept it. How can he still throw this kid away? He will be struck by lightning. He is a child of his Song family, so he will admit that he is not a child of his Song family. Porcelain.
Even though he thought so, Song Haiping still stayed up all night.
As the night progressed, he became more sober. He counted the timeline and recalled everything about his daughter from junior high school to high school, and finally decided that it would be really difficult if a brat wanted to coax his daughter, not for anything else, he Knowing that it is very troublesome for a girl to be rebellious at puberty, so in the three years of junior high school and three years of high school, he gave gifts to his daughter's head teacher, and also helped her high school head teacher's nephew solve work problems. Three years is definitely under high attention.
Although he and his ex-wife aren't particularly responsible, they don't even know that their daughter is pregnant and giving birth...
Song Haiping became more and more annoyed by thinking about it, so he simply got up and came to the second bedroom. Rong Ting was already asleep. He was a child and was tired during the day, and now he was sleeping very deeply. Through the moonlight, Song Haiping looked at Rong Ting The face of the family, the more I look at it, the more I feel that this child has nothing to do with his homeland...even he can't believe it.
This kid doesn't look like a fool. How come he talks like an ancient person? Does the time travel that my daughter said really exist
Song Haiping slapped his forehead suddenly, and said to himself, "Go crazy!!"
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Song Haiping, who hadn't slept all night, didn't feel tired at all. He brushed his teeth and washed his face early. After Rong Ting got up, he followed Rong Ting again, watching the child squeeze toothpaste, brush his teeth, and then wash his face...
Seeing that Song Haiping had been following him, Rong Ting said helplessly, "What do you want my grandfather to say?"
After a night of tossing, Song Haiping's eye bags got bigger, "Child, are you hungry?"
Rong Ting was confused by this question, but he still replied honestly: "It's okay."
He is now slowly learning how the people here speak, otherwise it would be really difficult to communicate.
"That means I'm hungry." Song Haiping patted his pocket, "Come on, let's go out to have breakfast, I'll treat you, let Yuanyuan sleep well, and we'll bring her breakfast back."
Rong Ting hesitated.
Song Haiping took him as his consent, and dragged him towards the door with an attitude of not being able to refuse.
Rong Ting was small in stature, being dragged away by him, he couldn't help thinking that his grandfather really deserved the name of a great general, with courage and strength.
The grandfather and grandson went out, and the temperature in the autumn morning was not too high. Song Haiping turned his head to look at Rong Ting, and simply took off his coat and put it on him.
Rong Ting felt a little uncomfortable, "I'm not cold."
"Yuanyuan is the same, why didn't I buy you some clothes." Song Haiping said again, "You look good in these clothes. Are you comfortable and warm?"
"I'm not cold."
Song Haiping sighed and put one hand into his trouser pocket. He is in his forties this year, but he is well maintained, with thick and black hair, a tall and straight figure, and no beer belly. He also pays attention to grooming on weekdays. It is no different from young people in their thirties.
Seeing that Song Haiping didn't speak, Rong Ting had always been curious about his grandfather and Uncle God of War. Seeing him now, it seemed different from the rumors.
According to rumors, my grandfather was brave and good at fighting when he was young, and made great contributions to the Daye Dynasty. Unfortunately, he injured his leg and foot during the Battle of Dongshe, and since then he has resigned and recuperated at home. It's not that the world did not fail to speculate, guessing that his imperial grandfather was a hero who was afraid of him, but with the succession of his father and the appointment of his grandfather's son as a general, the rumors gradually subsided. Only later, probably the father did the same thing as the emperor's grandfather.
"I never thought that my grandfather would live in seclusion here with my mother." Rong Ting took the initiative to speak, because he wanted to chat with Song Haiping, he was still very interested in his heroic deeds in the past.
Song Haiping's scalp tingled when he heard him speak like this, because it reminded him of the words "traveling through time and space".
But subconsciously, he already believed what his daughter said.
So many things have happened, if this child is really born to his daughter, he couldn't possibly have jumped out of a rock!
After thinking and thinking, the grandfather and grandson walked out of the community. There was a street selling breakfast nearby, and the business was booming. Song Haiping glanced at Rong Ting, not knowing what was going on in his head, and said casually, "I'll just take care of the Forbidden City." I have been there no less than ten times, but the inside is too big. I just listened to what the tour guide said in the past. In fact, I am also very interested in ancient times. I don’t know if there are really three thousand concubines in this harem. If There are so many, I can’t even fit in the Forbidden City.”
At this age, Rong Ting likes to find faults. Hearing what Song Haiping said, he stopped, raised his head to look at him, and corrected him seriously, "Grandfather, first, outsiders are not allowed to enter the harem, and other Two, there are not three thousand concubines in the imperial father's harem, and the imperial father is diligent in political affairs, he is a generation of Mingjun, and there are only a dozen concubines in the imperial harem."
Song Haiping also stopped when he heard the words. He was silent for a while, and then he was furious, "A dozen wives? A dozen! Isn't that too small!!"
He was so angry that once he accepted the setting that this kid was born to the emperor in ancient times, and then heard what Rong Ting said, if he didn't want to maintain his self-cultivation, he would really yell at the street.
Rong Ting remained silent.
Among the dozen or so concubines, almost all of them were arranged by the emperor's grandfather and emperor's grandmother before his father succeeded to the throne.
Compared with the previous reigns of this dynasty, the number of the father's harem is very small, and some ministers have more concubines in the backyard than the father, so some ministers with evil intentions have repeatedly submitted memorials to ask for help. The emperor's father drafted a draft and accepted it into the harem.
Song Haiping is good-looking, and he can coax people with his mouth. From young to now, he has been lucky, and he is not one-sided, otherwise his ex-wife would not divorce him, but many men have such double standards, It is the dream of most men to keep the red flag at home and the colorful flags fluttering outside, but he can't tolerate his wife's fiddling, let alone the man his daughter meets.
The more Song Haiping thought about it, the more angry he became. The daughter he held in his hands since he was a child could experience such a thing. If the other party has a good family background, good character, good looks, then he can bear it, but now this is all bullshit. Son, a dozen little wives!
"Your father is really not a good thing, you bastard!" Song Haiping was so angry that he had forgotten what his daughter told him not to speak ill of his father in front of the children.
Rong Ting was stunned, but Song Haiping still hadn't stopped cursing.
"Grandpa!!"
Rong Ting was only one meter one meter long, so he couldn't cover Song Haiping's mouth. In the end, when he blushed and panicked, he simply broke the can. Of course he didn't forget to cover his ears, he couldn't hear not! Don't listen, don't listen, he can't hear all those outrageous words! !