After a busy day at Dongchang, Le Tian had to hurry back to the palace to coax the children before dark. Who can understand the pain of a single social animal father
The only thing that pleased Le Tian was hearing that Zhu Chuchu was doing well in Zichen Palace.
Lin Letian is an eunuch, seeing the power in the hands of the beautiful flowers, in fact, it all depends on the emperor's favor, and he himself knows this, so he tries every means to eliminate dissidents, and does not hesitate to kill Zhongliang. In order to firmly hold the emperor in his hands, he deliberately develops The emperor's indulgence and willfulness depend only on his temper.
To put it bluntly, it is to coerce the emperor to order the princes.
But now Lotte can't do that.
Zong Yan is the only person above him, and only Zong Yan is qualified to let him complete the task, but how can Zong Yan's temper keep him on the throne for eight years
After all, Lin Letian was born in poverty, and his vision is too narrow. He really thought that he could control the government for many years with his own cruel and insidious means.
Even if the Yong Dynasty can be firmly controlled, the neighboring countries bordering the Yong Dynasty will not let go of a country where eunuchs exercise power.
Maybe in another three to five years, Zong Yan and him will have to finish playing. By that time, he will be a eunuch, and the bottom will be all suspended. Isn't he just a mermaid
Fortunately, Letian came early, Lin Letian hasn't gone too far, and there are still many pillars left in the court.
The project of cultivating a wise king is started (X)—the project of cultivating a green hat is started. (√)
Le Tian: I am too difficult...
"Lord Qiantui, Zichen Palace has arrived." The little eunuch outside said softly.
The pressure of bringing a baby suddenly hits! Le Tian stroked his forehead with a headache, put away the hand stove, Le Tian got out of the sedan chair, and was supported by the little eunuch into the palace. The maids and eunuchs still saluted him when they saw him.
"Little Linzi!"
Zong Yan galloped over, and slammed into Le Tian's arms again. The weak Le Tian was almost vomited blood by the little emperor, and reluctantly said: "Your Majesty, be more solemn."
Zong Yan didn't care, raised his head and curled his lips, "Xiao Linzi, you've been with me too little these days, I'm so bored."
Le Tian caressed Zongyan's jade crown, Zong Yan didn't agree, took Le Tian's hand and pressed it to his face, squinting his eyes like a puppy being caressed by its master.
"Your Majesty, the slave's hands are cold." Le Tian couldn't bear to look at him, and decisively withdrew his hand, still putting it on the stove, "pass the meal."
Letian asked Zhu Chuchu to serve the meal by name, and stood aside and taught her almost hand in hand. Although Zhu Chuchu was young, he was smart and smart, and he did it well. Letian felt relieved, and looked at Zhu Chuchu with a much gentler look.
Le Tian: "My daughter is amazing!"
System: Raising the heroine as a daughter is really yours.
Zong Yan was not happy, he patted the jade chopsticks, and said with a gloomy face: "Xiao Linzi, do you still have me in your eyes?"
"Your Majesty is caring about your Majesty. Chu Chu is a good child. With her by your side, you don't have to worry about Your Majesty when you are away. I hope His Majesty is considerate." Le Tian picked up the jade chopsticks again and handed them to Zong Yan respectfully. , eyes passionate like autumn rain, slowly said: "Your Majesty, please have a meal."
Zong Yan was tamed immediately, and obediently ate his meal.
The table was full of imperial delicacies, and the aroma went straight to Le Tian's nose, Le Tian almost drooled, he couldn't stand anymore.
"Cough cough." Le Tian covered his lips and coughed twice, Zong Yan immediately said nervously: "Xiao Linzi, what's wrong with you? Did you catch a cold?"
Le Tian waved his hand, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern, but the night wind makes my throat a little itchy."
"You go back and forth every night, how can you not be immune to the wind? Your body is weak," Zong Yan said anxiously, "Quickly send the doctor!"
As soon as the imperial doctor came, after getting on the pulse, he still said something old-fashioned, such as physical weakness and shortness of breath, internal cold and external sensation, anyway, it can be summed up that Lin Letian's body is weak, he can't do anything, he needs tonic and rest.
Zong Yan's face flushed with anxiety, and Zhu Chuchu beside him also bit his lips and stared, very anxious.
Le Tian took advantage of the situation and coughed twice to comfort the two children, "I'm sick, Your Majesty, don't worry."
Zong Yan gritted his teeth and said, "It's all my fault!"
Zong Yan is the youngest son of the first emperor. He was not of high birth and young age. He was the most inconspicuous and least likely to ascend the throne. It was all thanks to Lin Letian to help him ascend the throne. In order for Lin Letian to firmly control him Zong Yan once acted in a drama of "rescuing people by falling into the water and burning the root of the disease", so Zong Yan is very concerned about Lin Letian's body.
"Your Majesty, be careful." Le Tian's tone was a little more serious, as if he didn't want to hear Zong Yan blame himself.
Zhu Chuchu had been pondering for a long time, and suddenly stepped forward and knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I have a message from my servant."
Zong Yan raised his hand, "Speak."
Zhu Chuchu raised his eyes to look at Letian, and found that Letian did not intend to stop him, so he boldly said: "Master Chitose travels back and forth between the East Factory and the palace every night, it is really exhausting, please Your Majesty's grace, allow Lord Chitose to stay outside."
Good job! Worthy of being my female goose! Smart and caring! Le Tian wanted to give Zhu Chuchu a thumbs up, his face was as calm as water, and he coughed again.
Zong Yanben subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Le Tian was coughing again, and his heart softened again.
Lin Letian helped him in the darkest time of his life, and he always believed in him. He was his God, how could God make him suffer
Zong Yan said with difficulty: "You are right, Xiao Linzi. If you are too busy in the future, you will stay in Dongchang and don't have to go back to the palace."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace." Le Tian saluted.
Purpose accomplished, oh yeah.
Staying in the palace is too depressing and exhausting. You have to carry it almost all the time, and you have to coax the children. Dongchang is different, he has the final say on his territory.
Moreover, Le Tian doesn't want Zong Yan to rely on him so pathologically anymore, he wants to send talents to Zong Yan's side and teach Zong Yan well.
Zong Yan was immersed in the sadness that Xiao Linzi was going to sleep outside, he pulled Le Tian's sleeve, with a hint of pleading: "Xiao Linzi, will you sleep with me tonight, okay?"
... If you were seven or eight years older, I would be very happy... Le Tian smiled and pulled out his sleeves, and said softly and irresistibly: "Your Majesty, this is against the rules."
Zong Yan's face fell.
"Your Majesty, the servant will give you a big gift tomorrow, okay?" Le Tian said with a smile.
Zong Yan was still unprepared, "I'm not that easy to coax." Then he couldn't hold back and said, "What is it?"
Le Tian still smiled, "Secret, this servant wants to surprise His Majesty."
When Le Tian left, he told Zhu Chuchu again, and told Zhu Chuchu all about Zong Yan's temperament likes and dislikes, and Zhu Chuchu carefully wrote it down, "Lord Qiansui, don't worry, this servant will definitely work hard!"
The good girl goose, Letian touched Zhu Chuchu's little face with a cold face, and was immediately warned by the system: "Pay attention to your behavior."
Le Tian concluded, "Father's love, father's love, do you understand?"
System: "Hehe."
The next day, the big gift from Lotte was delivered to Zong Yan—Yang Qianyi, a scholar of the Hanlin University + E Tai, a general of Fuyuan.
"Your Majesty is taught by the order of nine thousand years old."
Zong Yan: "..."
Le Tian sat in the sedan chair to Dongchang, leisurely flipping through the files, and enjoying the three-year study of literature and five-year study of martial arts.