The little prince whimpered and finished the penalty, but in fact his movements were not standard, and he kept standing up and down, thinking that his father couldn't see him being lazy.
Perhaps it was because it was his first time, Fang Tianzhuo was not too harsh, but even so, such an additional punishment was not easy to bear, and when he was finally able to stand upright, tears fell down his face.
Guilty and distressed, He Zheng ran over to hug him and coaxed him for a long time before stopping his tears.
The little prince also found out that his father was not a reliable person at all, and his father had the final say in this family. The next day, He Zheng still remembered what he had done to his son, so he woke up early in the morning with him , he promised the little prince: "Even if I don't practice with you, I will definitely wake up early with you."
The little prince was dubious and couldn't believe him, but out of respect for his father, he still nodded.
Fang Tianzhuo watched coldly.
Then, when the little baby was practicing, he lay on the soft cushion to catch up on sleep. He slept soundly, but the little prince couldn't help turning his head to look at him when he went.
Because he knew that once he left He Zheng, he would definitely let the little prince rest, so whenever He Zheng came to sleep, he would stare at him personally. He taught the children very strictly, and would only smile when he was satisfied, and if he was displeased , then darkened his face, as if he wanted to wring other people's heads off.
In contrast, the little prince's psychology began to become unbalanced.
After practicing this day, He Zheng woke up as usual and pulled his little hand, but the little prince's face was solemn. He Zheng looked down at him and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"
The little prince said stiffly: "I don't feel well anywhere."
He Zheng stopped and squatted down very worriedly, reaching out to touch his little arms and legs: "Are you hurt?"
The little prince puffed up his cheeks. Under the cold eyes of his father, he didn't dare to criticize his father. He said tenderly: "Daddy wakes up early with my son every day. It's really hard work. I think about it, starting tomorrow. Daddy should sleep in the house."
"No, I promised A Gu that I will not break my promise."
The little prince thought to himself, is there any other purpose for you to come here all day besides being more miserable than your son? You can't control your father, what's the use of only sleeping.
He saluted He Zheng respectfully, with a cute and naive look: "It's cold this morning, and I'm really worried about Daddy's health, so I'll take it as my son's filial piety, Daddy won't come back tomorrow."
Fang Tianzhuo tilted his head to hold back a smile, He Zheng was so moved that he felt that he was not in vain, he reached out to hug his son, kissed him, and said, "Ah Gu is so kind, then, then I will reward Agu too, Going to the amusement park today, I have to take Gu to eat delicious food."
The little guy's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously looked at his father, who said flatly, "Just do as Daddy says."
The unhappiness in the little baby's heart finally dissipated, and he hugged He Zheng's neck tightly, shouting: "Long live Daddy!"
The palace servants on one side knelt down in shock, and He Zheng also hurriedly covered his mouth: "Long live my father, my father is a thousand years old, I can't live forever."
After he finished speaking, he went to look at Fang Tianzhuo, who reached out and took his son over, saying, "Get up."
The palace people stood up one after another, followed behind with their heads down, Fang Tianzhuo hugged his son in one hand, and pulled He Zheng's hand with the other, saying: "If I live forever, the queen will live forever, do you want me to be lonely for thousands of years, eh? "
He glanced sideways, and Fang Changgu rolled his eyes, and immediately flattered him: "Father is absolutely right, Daddy will definitely live with Father in the same quilt, die in the same hole, forever."
Fang Tianzhuo laughed out loud, and He Zheng was also amused, reaching out to pinch his face: "You have such a sweet mouth, who did you learn from?"
"Of course it's daddy." The little prince covered his face and winked at his father, "Is that right, father?"
Fang Tianzhuo nodded, and said, "Extremely true."
He Zheng realized that the father and son were teasing him that he would flatter him, so he immediately withdrew his hand and glared at him: "If you do this again, I won't love you anymore."
He turned his head and walked ahead, but Fang Changgu suddenly tugged at the corner of his father's clothes: "I have a question for my father."
"Um?"
"At once… "
Fang Tianzhuo said in a low voice: "The emperor will be the lord of a country in the future, so don't hesitate to speak."
"My son wants to know, how long does it take to practice like my father?"
"It's not a day's cold to freeze a thousand feet. The king should be calm and patient, and guard against arrogance and impetuosity."
Fang Chang Gu shut up obediently and nodded.
There must be few children who don't like amusement parks. When the little guy was riding on the merry-go-round, He Zheng chased him with a camera and took pictures, asking him to make several poses amidst the noise.
Fang Tianzhuo leaned aside, watching them quietly.
Although I really don't want to admit it, I still have to say that A Gu took the initiative to let him not have to accompany him to wake up early, which is a great joy for He Zheng. At least, he can sleep until he wakes up naturally like before.
And Fang Changgu soon discovered that after Dad Zheng was not with him, his father no longer stared at him so covetously, and he no longer stared at him personally. The benefits of not having the emperor around to watch are obvious. For example, most of the time the little prince practiced kung fu on his own initiative, and he would not be punished by the ruler as soon as he wanted to take a rest. Even if the master who taught martial arts was strict, as long as he He is not too much, and he will not be punished.
He felt more and more that his own father was really unreliable, and that practicing martial arts wasn't that scary.
Fang Tianzhuo is not stupid either, he found that every time he went to spot check, the little prince seemed to be working hard, but the secret guard used his mobile phone to record all the actions of the little prince for him to watch, he opened his eyes After half a month of letting the little guy be cool with one eye closed, a major checkup suddenly came.
When the little prince was practicing, He Zheng always slept in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. This day, he just woke up from a daze, and suddenly heard a burst of crying, but the sound seemed to be scolded by someone, and it stopped abruptly. He Zheng Drowsy, after realizing that it was his son, he jumped up suddenly: "What's going on? Who bullied the prince?"
Whoever dared to bully the prince, the palace people didn't dare to raise their heads, He Zheng walked out with disheveled hair, and saw the little prince standing outside the door for punishment at a glance, that's not to say, the palms of his upturned palms were red and swollen, obviously he had just been punished .
He Zheng's heart twitched fiercely, and he walked over to hold the little guy's hand. As soon as Fang Changgu saw him, the tears flowed even more fiercely. He Zheng was frightened: "My dear, who hit this ?”
He scolded all around: "Which coach beat you?"
All the coaches and servants present were silent. He Zheng's eyes fell on the man sitting at the stone table sipping tea and stretched out his hand. The latter waved his hand to make everyone back down, and said unhurriedly: "I hit you."
He Zheng held back his anger for a little bit, then rushed out again, "Why do you beat the child like this?"
He had never been beaten since he was a child, and he couldn't understand Fang Tianzhuo's education method that swollen his child's palms. He looked at his son's little hands and felt his own hands tremble.
Fang Tianzhuo replied: "Lazy and slippery, if you fail your homework, you should be beaten."
He Zheng immediately went to look at the little prince. The latter shook his eyelashes and teardrops, and looked away guiltily. He Zheng's position suddenly became unsteady, but his eyes swept over his son's red and swollen palms, and he still said bravely: " Lazy, what's wrong with being lazy? Isn't it normal for children to be lazy?"
Fang Changgu's eyes turned left and right between the two fathers, and then he gave his father a firm look of encouragement. His father accepted it and immediately straightened his chest, but the next moment he was frightened by the man's sweeping eyes and flinched back. , "It's normal to be lazy?"
"...It's not normal, so what?" He Zheng argued: "In short, children can't be beaten like this. Look at his hands. How do you ask him to eat today?"
Fang Changgu was startled, sure enough, his father hadn't thought about this question before, and immediately said after listening to it: "You still want him to eat after practicing martial arts like that?"
He Zheng was also shocked. He ran over in two steps: "What do you mean? You, you want to punish him not to eat?"
Fang Tianzhuo didn't punish him, but said: "Ask him, does he have the face to eat?"
"You have to eat if you have face or not!" He Zheng said: "Food is the most important thing for the people, you can't be so cruel!"
Fang Tianzhuo didn't say a word, just went to look at Fang Changgu, who swallowed his saliva, wanting to say that he had face, and his father didn't mention not letting him eat at all, but he always felt that after he finished talking, he would probably Don't even think about eating, so he said to He Zheng: "My son knows his mistake, son... I don't have the face to eat."
Fang Tianzhuo turned his gaze to He Zheng and said, "Did you hear that?"
He Zheng was dumb for a moment.
He thought to himself, how shameless he was when he was scolded, cried and ate while he was a child. He said: "Yes, but what should I do if I'm starving?"
"Emperor?"
Fang Changgu blinked away the tears in his eyes, and had no choice but to continue answering his father's question. The little milk said crisply: "One or two meals, I won't die of hunger, and my son won't eat."
He Zheng frowned: "You really think so?"
Fang Changgu endured his grievances, and nodded vigorously: "My son is at fault, I have no face to eat."
really do.
He Zheng thought to himself, why didn't Fang Changgu learn from him to be able to bend and stretch a little bit, can he back down on such a big matter as eating? He walked over and whispered to the other party: "Baby, if you say that, Dad can't help you even if he wants to help you."
Fang Zhang pursed his lips, he felt very uncomfortable, the original father said that he would only be punished to stand, and did not mention that he would not be allowed to eat at all, every time his father helped him speak, it would be counterproductive.
He wrinkled his small face bitterly and bitterly: "My son won't eat it, daddy won't talk about it."
"You..." He Zheng glared at Fang Tianzhuo angrily, squeezed over to poke him, and said in a low voice, "You will be beaten, you will be fined, so don't eat..."
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Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyebrows and interrupted him: "If he has face, you can eat it. When did I say that I won't let him eat it?"
He Zheng dawdled over to push Fang Changgu again: "You child, why are you so stubborn."
Fang Changgu lowered his head, feeling more and more bitter in his heart.
When it was time for dinner, He Zheng brought his son delicious braised pork and steaming white rice: "Ah Gu?"
Fang Chang Gu turned over and wrapped himself in the quilt without even looking at him.
He Zheng yelled a few times, but there was nothing he could do, so he went out to tease Fang Tianzhuo: "Tianzhuo, coax him, you will definitely listen if you go coax him, he is the future prince, what if he is really hungry?"
"Then regenerate."
"You..." He Zheng kicked over, slammed the door and went back to the bedroom.
Fang Changgu's little quilt suddenly moved, and his head popped out of it, thoughtfully.
On the second day, as soon as Fang Tianzhuo packed up, he found that the little prince had already dressed himself and waited for a long time. He raised his eyebrows: "It's so early today?"
Fang Changgu stood up immediately, the little man who was not around the waist of the adults, but he looked like a little old man when he spoke seriously: "I have learned from the pain, and decided to learn martial arts every day in the future, and I will never let my father down again."
Fang Tianzhuo led him to the backyard and said with a smile, "Why are you so sensible all of a sudden?"
"Yesterday, I closed my door and thought about my mistakes, and I figured out one thing."
"What is it?"
"Father is busy with state affairs, and he has to worry about family affairs. The burden on his shoulders is too heavy. Not only can the sons and ministers fail to solve father's problems, but they are also lazy and slippery, adding trouble to father. It is really wrong."
The corners of Fang Tianzhuo's mouth curled up, and he asked, "Dad taught you to say that?"
Fang Changgu immediately shook his head violently, and said seriously: "My son is sincere."
The little flatterer was exactly like his father, Fang Tianzhuo laughed and said, "I believe in the emperor."
He Zheng is reading a book.
He hasn't learned anything else in the past few years, but he has read a lot of books, mainly because he was driven by Fang Tianzhuo's enthusiasm for learning. His man is so good, he can't be too bad, right
Fang Changgu, who had finished practicing martial arts, drilled through the mirror to look for him. When he raised his calf and climbed onto the bed, he suddenly let out a oops. He Zheng came back to his senses and quickly hugged him up: "What's wrong?"
"The leg hurts." The little guy said pitifully, "It's tiring to practice martial arts, and it's tiring to be a prince. It must be even more tiring to be an emperor."
He Zheng pinched his calf and said in a warm voice, "Ah Gu is sure to be fine, don't be discouraged."
The little prince burst into tears: "I'm sure I can't compare to Emperor Father."
"How could it be? Qing is better than Lan out of Lan. You will be stronger than Emperor Father in the future."
The little prince suddenly rushed over, hugged his waist, and flattened his mouth: "Father is so fierce, it hurts to beat someone."
He Zheng touched his head, helplessly: "Father is for your own good."
Although he told Fang Tianzhuo not to go too far in front of Fang Tianzhuo, he never said anything bad about Fang Tianzhuo behind his back. Not only jackals, tigers and leopards, but the royal father also loves you and worries about you, that's why he has been so strict with you since childhood, Gu, you can't blame the royal father, you understand?"
"Yeah." Fang Chang Gu Weng said in a low voice, "It's really hard work, if only I had a younger brother, so that someone can share the sternness of the emperor with me, then I won't have to work so hard. "
He Zheng couldn't hold back, chuckled, and said, "Even if you have a younger brother, A Gu is still the prince, so how should the father treat you, he will still treat you."
"It must be different." Fang Changgu raised his face and said stubbornly: "If I have a younger brother, I can be the prince and the emperor together. If two people sit together in that chair, it will definitely be safer... Same as father, didn't daddy say it, father is so hard, I don't want to grow up to work like father."
Fang Tianzhuo's face flashed in He Zheng's mind, and his heart felt a little sour. Of course he knew that Fang Tianzhuo was not easy. He had been alone for so many years, and He Zheng hated his overly possessive desire, but the longer the two of them lived, the more he understood that his paranoid to perverted possessive desire was all gone. from insecurity.
He Zheng sometimes thinks that if Fang Tianzhuo had a brother who supported him all the way, maybe his personality would not be so extreme.
My brother said that his temper has become better and better in recent years, and he has listened more and more to Fang Tianzhuo's words. In fact, this is partly because of understanding, and partly because of habit.
That man always puts all his heart into it, he doesn't need to care about anything, he doesn't need to ask, it's already like this, what right does He Zheng have to quarrel with him often
He Zheng lowered his head, and his son's clear round eyes were looking at him without blinking: "I want a younger brother, will Daddy give me a younger brother?"
He Zheng put his arms around him, and after a while, he said, "What if it's my sister?"
"Sister..." Fang Changgu didn't want a younger sister. The younger sister had to pamper her. For the younger brother, he could slowly turn his father's attention to him in the future. He hesitated: "I still want my younger brother."
He Zheng smiled and kissed him.
The child didn't understand anything, so He Zheng didn't say much to him, but Fang Changgu's words still left some traces in his heart. After all, the little guy is different from others. If Fang Tianzhuo and Fang Tianzhuo were gone, he would be alone, and he would take care of everyone.
He Zheng tossed and turned, thinking for many days.
It's as if he and his brother were the same, when he traveled alone to Fang Tianzhuo's side, if his brother hadn't shown up in time, he might really have died of depression at that time. He is well aware of the importance of brothers.
Fang Tianzhuo still likes to hug him as always, and even hugs him when he sleeps. He Zheng nestled in his arms, and suddenly burrowed towards him, getting closer.
Fang Tianzhuo's eyelashes moved, but he didn't open his eyes: "What's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing." He Zheng raised his face to look at the other party. He felt that Fang Tianzhuo also wanted another one in his heart. After all, he was a man who wanted to have nine sons. Although this man is domineering, he never asserted himself when it came to having children, and he was given enough respect.
He Zheng couldn't hold back, leaned forward and kissed his lips, the man finally opened his eyes, he hugged He Zheng's waist, and kissed back.
When he reached out to touch something on the bedside, He Zheng stopped him, his cheeks were flushed: "That's it, it doesn't matter."
Fang Tianzhuo's eyes were deep, and he didn't say much.
The second child came sooner than He Zheng imagined. When he found that he was losing his appetite, He Zheng immediately went to Xuan Tai Physician to get the pulse, and the answer was expected, but this time, He Zheng did not feel the same as the first time. There is nothing to love in life, but I feel a touch of joy.
Curious about Fang Tianzhuo's reaction, He Zheng asked the imperial physician to keep it a secret for now. Fang Tianzhuo is still very busy now. In just a few years, electric lights have been used in the palace. There are also many talents in this world. The books Fang Tianzhuo brought back are enough for them to infer other cases from one instance.
Everything is going well.
In the evening, the family was sitting together for dinner, Fang Tianzhuo obviously noticed that He Zheng was hesitant to speak, he raised his eyes to look over, and asked, "What's wrong?"
He Zheng glanced at Fang Changgu, coughed, and the little guy looked puzzled.
He Zheng shut up for the time being, and waited until Fang Chang Gu quit, then he pulled the stool towards Fang Tianzhuo, and said softly, "I want to tell you something."
"Um?"
"Just..." He Zheng was a little embarrassed: "Didn't you often say before that you want to have another child?"
This is true, Fang Tianzhuo really hopes to have another child in his selfish heart, the palace is deserted, if there are more children, it will indeed be more lively, but He Zheng avoids it like a snake, Fang Tianzhuo does not A lot to mention. The most important thing is that the last time He Zheng gave birth, he really scared him a lot. He usually said that he would have another one, but in fact it was just because He Zheng made trouble for no reason and he deliberately blocked him with words.
He raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
He Zheng licked his lips, Fang Tianzhuo's downplaying attitude made him not know what to say, and he didn't know whether the other party would be angry or happy when he said this.
Aware of his entanglement, Fang Tianzhuo lowered his voice: "I don't particularly want it either, so Zheng'er doesn't have to take it to heart."
Is this a matter of concern? The child is already in his stomach, okay
He Zheng rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily, "I'm just saying hello to you, you have to prepare an extra child support, that's all."
He stood up and left the table ferociously.
Fang Tianzhuo turned his head and reacted briefly for a few seconds. He didn't think about the "maintenance fee" for a while, he raised his chopsticks and continued to pick up vegetables, and suddenly paused.
He pressed the chopsticks on the table with a snap, and his figure was wrapped in front of He Zheng as if being swept by the wind.
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