Zhao Heng's autumn cold was a minor illness. He sweated at night, but recovered the next day. When he woke up in the morning, he went to the backyard to see Song Jianing's wife. Song Jianing might be pregnant, Zhao Zhao was still young, and he was afraid of getting sick, so Zhao Heng continued to live in the front yard last night.
He got up too early, Song Jianing hadn't woken up yet, Zhao Heng sat beside the bed for a while. The light is dim, the woman in the tent sleeps peacefully, her slightly chubby cheeks, picturesque eyebrows, slightly pouted lips, revealing a hint of childishness, she is obviously a mother, but she still looks like a little girl before the big wedding, which makes people want to stay forever. Protect her, don't make her worry about big things.
Zhao Heng leaned over and gently kissed her forehead.
Song Jianing's breathing was shallow and unconscious.
Zhao Heng went to see his daughter again. Two or three-year-old children are growing every day. Zhao Heng was only bored in the front yard for half a month. When he saw his daughter again, he clearly felt that her daughter had grown up a little bit. She was lying facing the outside in the red brocade quilt. , the small mouth opened, and half of the face was squeezed by the pillow.
Zhao Heng likes his daughter's fat face, and she must be as beautiful as the princess when she grows up.
After moving the chair, Zhao Heng sat beside the bed, watching the little girl who had been away for half a month while patiently waiting for her daughter to wake up. Zhaozhao went to sleep and got up regularly every day. It was just outside when the little princess in the quilt moved. He slowly turned to lie on his back, opened his mouth wide and yawned, and then opened his eyes.
Zhao Heng looked at his daughter with a smile.
Zhaozhao was dazed, blinked sleepily, and then reached out to his father to hug.
Zhao Heng hugged his daughter together with the quilt, watching his daughter leaning into his arms like a bunny, still yawning, Zhang Wan looked at him with moist eyes, Zhao Heng's eyes became more tender, and he helped his daughter wipe it. After seeing the small piece in the corner of his eye, Zhao Heng asked softly, "Do you want to be daddy?"
"Think." Zhaozhao finally woke up, jumped up and wrapped his arms around his father's neck, staring intently, he hadn't been hugged by his father for a long time.
Zhao Heng rubbed the top of his daughter's head, feeling his daughter's missing and dependent on him, Zhao Heng only felt guilty, no matter how much he remembered his elder brother, he should not neglect their mothers and daughters. When his elder brother was seriously ill, his sister-in-law and nephews were helpless. He didn't want his princess to be as tired as his sister-in-law, and he didn't want his daughter to be hurt by his father.
"Let's go, daddy hug Zhaozhao and go to my mother." Touching his daughter's soft and messy hair, Zhao Heng suddenly wanted to see her combing her daughter into the sky.
When she went to the room, Song Jianing slept soundly, but her face suddenly became wet, as if a puppy was licking her. Song Jianing smiled before waking up, and reached out to hug her daughter's small body into her arms. Zhaozhao looked at Mei Niang happily, Song Jianing opened her eyes, only to see the prince sitting by the bed, with a face like a crown jade, with peaceful eyebrows and clear eyes, like a fairy she was familiar with.
Song Jianing looked at him greedily, until Zhao Heng hugged Zhaozhao, who was going to climb up on his mother's body mischievously, onto his lap. Song Jianing recovered his senses and asked with concern, "How are you doing, Your Highness? Don't be arrogant..."
"Everything is as usual, don't worry." Zhao Heng looked at her and said calmly.
Junzhou is thousands of miles away from the capital. Zhao Heng didn’t want his brother to leave the capital. He couldn’t take care of him in the event of an accident, so he repeatedly wrote to his father and asked the emperor to take it back, but last night Zhao Heng finally figured it out. When the uncle left the capital, he was very angry, so he became ill for a long time, but the elder brother was different. The elder brother was tired of the ruthlessness in the palace. The elder brother yearned for the comfort of ordinary people. Staying away from the capital is better for your brother.
Song Jianing asked about his body, but looking at the prince for a moment, Song Jianing felt that there was another meaning in the prince's words. As he was about to investigate, Zhao Heng suddenly remembered something and asked her, "Is the pomegranate ripe? "
Song Jianing nodded subconsciously. When Zhaozhao heard his father mentioned pomegranates, he immediately turned his head to the door, raised his chubby hand and pointed out, asking his father to hold her to pick pomegranates. The daughter looked like her, and her greedy temper followed her. Zhao Heng laughed and lowered his head to coax his daughter: "Go back after dinner, Father will give Zhaozhao the biggest one."
Zhao Zhao looked at his father happily, Zhao Heng hugged his daughter, turned around, and asked her teasingly, "Do you want the princess?"
Song Jianing can see that the prince has really come out of the haze of Chu Wang's departure from Beijing. Although she also sympathized with the king of Chu, and she also felt sorry for Feng Zheng's mother three, but the prince had been sad for more than half a month, and finally the prince was willing to laugh again. Song Jianing decided that as long as the prince didn't mention it, she would never comfort her afterwards. So as not to evoke the grief of the king.
He was in the mood to tease, Song Jianing looked at his daughter, leaned against the head of the bed and said softly, "I want the biggest too." Let's see what he does.
Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, but he didn't make a choice right away, he just smiled.
After dinner, Zhao Heng held his daughter in one hand and her hand in the other, and walked towards the Baiguoyuan in the backyard like a leisurely stroll. Autumn is high and crisp, the sky is as blue as wash, looking at the past, the mood is also broadened. This is just a closed autumn scene in the high wall of the palace, the world that can be seen outside is definitely wider.
"After the ban is lifted, go to Anguo Temple?" Zhao Heng discussed with her in a low voice, "The carriage is slow, it should be fine."
"My lord is going to enter the incense?" Song Jianing asked in surprise. Apart from the last spring hunt, this was the first time that the lord wanted to take her out.
Zhao Heng nodded and didn't tell her, he just wanted to stroll around and walk around.
"Okay, let's go with Zhaozhao." Song Jianing agreed after a little thought. In the past six months, the king of Chu first went mad, then recovered, and then set fire to anger the emperor. ,Then…
Looking at his stomach, Song Jianing hid his thoughts. She gave birth to her own son and daughter, but she likes both sons and daughters, but the prince's title or future... needs a boy to inherit it. She has a son early, and the next few don't have to be as nervous as they are now.
"Pomegranate!" Zhaozhao didn't listen to what his father and mother were saying. He stretched his neck and looked forward, seeing the red pomegranate in Baiguolin from a distance, Zhaozhao exclaimed excitedly.
Zhao Heng and Song Jianing both took their hearts away and accompany their daughter to pick the biggest pomegranate. There are many branches in the forest, Zhao Heng changed to hug his daughter in both hands. With the protection of his father and Wang, Zhao Zhao earnestly looked for pomegranates. Whichever the little county master refers to, whether it is a low part or a branch, Eunuch Fu is responsible for picking it, whether it is climbing the tree or not. The person who climbed the ladder, sweating profusely, walked around and picked three baskets full of pomegranates.
The family of three moved to the Dequting Pavilion, Zhaozhao picked one basket after another, and finally held the largest pomegranate in her eyes and handed it to the king, urging him to "eat" continuously.
The plates and spoons were ready, Zhao Heng handed the pomegranate to Eunuch Fu, Eunuch Fu bent down and stood opposite the stone table, rolled up his sleeves, and skillfully showed the masters the unique skill of cutting pomegranates with one hand. Make a circle in the middle, break open the pomegranate, pat the pomegranate skin with your hand, and soon pour the plump red and bright pomegranates into the saucer.
Zhaozhao sat on his father's lap, so greedy he wanted to grab one first.
Zhao Heng was worried that his daughter would catch too much at one time, so he put a small plate in front of his daughter. He squeezed one from the large plate, and when Zhaozhao finished eating, he squeezed another. Zhao Zhao ate slowly, Zhao Heng squeezed a few for his daughter, suddenly grabbed a handful and put it on the princess' plate, reminding her, "The biggest one."
A big pomegranate, they are divided, no one is partial.
Song Jianing laughed.
"My lord, these..." Eunuch Fu asked, pointing to the three baskets of pomegranates in the pavilion.
Zhao Heng said lightly, "Follow the rules."
Eunuch Fu understood, ordered the pomegranate to be carried away, and then divided into four parts, one part was sent to the palace, two parts were given to Mrs. Tai and Mao Ge'er, and the other part was sent to the former King of Chu who had already left Beijing. There, this is the whereabouts of the first batch of fruits of the Shou Palace in previous years. Although King Shou was grounded, things like fruit could still be sent out.
In the Chongzheng Hall, Emperor Xuande looked at the plate of pomegranates brought by Wang En, and did not move for a while.
Wang En stood by with his head lowered, silent.
After another quarter of an hour, there was a slight chewing sound across the imperial table, Wang En swept over quietly, his eyes were lowered too low, and only one hand could be seen. The emperor was getting older, and his hands were no longer as white and strong as when he was young. Even the speed of pinching pomegranates seemed to become slower, one by one, eating for a while and stopping for a while.
Emperor Xuande was relishing the taste of pomegranate. Since the old third opened the house, he will send seasonal fruits every year to honor him, cherry, apricot, plum and pomegranate. I always feel that the fruit of the third child's filial piety is the best to eat.
The third child interceded for his brother, yes, he just didn't want to hear the name of the eldest brother, and he didn't want to be upset, so he banned the third child's feet in a fit of rage. Emperor Xuande thought that the third child would blame him. Unexpectedly, the child was grounded, and he did not forget to bring pomegranate over. Turning the red pomegranate he had just squeezed, Emperor Xuande smiled gratified.
He knew that the third plate of pomegranates was just pomegranates and did not contain any calculations. His third child was also a man of temperament. If he really hated his father, he would hate him to the end, and would never bother to exchange a plate of pomegranates for his forgiveness. As a father, he had just been thoroughly resented by a son. Emperor Xuande could no longer bear the resentment of another son. The simple filial piety of the third child was like the spring breeze of Hexi, which warmed Emperor Xuande's old age. heart of.
After eating a plate of pomegranates, Emperor Xuande's mood improved. After thinking about it, he instructed Wang En to say, "The Su embroidery that paid tribute yesterday, send ten horses to Shouwang's residence, and keep them for the county master to make clothes."
Wang En took the lead with a smile.
It didn't take long for the reward to be delivered to Shouwang's mansion. The exquisite Su embroidery was placed on the couch. Zhaozhao crawled around curiously. After all, he was too young. Although he knew beauty, he couldn't taste these good materials. After a while, he asked her father to take her to the garden to play. Zhao Heng didn't care about those rewards, and continued to compensate his fairies.
And the news that Emperor Xuande rewarded the King of Shou quickly spread to the ears of those with a heart.
Prince Rui didn't care much, the King of Chu completely lost power, and the old three had a mouth disease. No matter how much reward the father and emperor gave, it would have nothing to do with the overall situation.
After another seven or eight days, with the lifting of the ban by King Shou, there was another news from the Palace of King Shou that Concubine Shou was pregnant again.
This time, Prince Rui finally couldn't laugh anymore, it was sour! When the King of Chu left, he became the first prince among the princes, but he did not have a son yet!