When they finally arrived at Jingshan step by step, Wei Mingxu and his entourage had already drunk tea in the Qiushuang Zhai at the bottom of the mountain, and saw that the Shenwu Gate was wide open, and the honor guard came out, and everyone got up to greet each other, and the Empress Dowager got off the sedan chair. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Empress Dowager smiled and let all the princes get up, most of the juniors greeted each other below, and the older ones had already taken a sedan chair on the mountain.

The Empress Dowager got off the sedan chair, but she did not rush up the mountain, but stood in place, holding the little emperor in one hand, while talking to Wei Mingxu, Prince An, and Prince Pre.

Lin Zhixuan and others also came out from behind, came forward, and first greeted the princes and horses with Princess Ying and Princess De.

In the past, Wei Mingxu did not have a princess, and the Empress Dowager was mostly accompanied by Princess De, and Princess De was about to step forward, but when she saw Lin Zhixuan on the side, she paused and hesitated.

Lin Zhixuan saw it in her eyes, Mama Liu and Lin Zhixuan made a look, Lin Zhixuan understood, took two steps forward to support the Queen Mother, and said with a smile: "It's not too early, the sons and daughters will help the ancestors go up the mountain first, and then sit down and talk slowly with the princes." ”

The Empress Dowager glanced at Lin Zhixuan, praised her dexterity, and also held Lin Zhixuan's hand and withdrew her crutches: "Okay, Chongyang today, we are here to climb high and look far away." ”

Wei Mingxu asked if he wanted to take the sedan chair, and the Empress Dowager waved her hand, saying that it would be no fun.

Saying that, the people in front of him dispersed, Lin Zhixuan helped the Empress Dowager, Wei Mingxu was on the other side, and followed the princes to the mountain.

Wei Yanxian was the happiest, he had already let go of the Empress Dowager's hand and walked in front alone, Xiao Dezi followed closely. Behind the Empress Dowager, a group of princes followed, and the Empress Dowager looked at the little emperor's happy appearance, and said to Wei Mingxu: "I think that the emperor's body is also well, and it is time to choose a master for the emperor." In addition, it is good to have a child who accompanies him to study and go to court. ”

Wei Mingxu's brows frowned slightly, and then he said: "Pick the master's matter and catch Ming'er, I will mention it in the court, and discuss the preparation of a person." As for the attendants, it is ready-made, and I remember that the elder brother of my uncle's family is not much different from the emperor's age. ”

Brother Hao is the nephew of the Empress Dowager and his own person, one can help watch the little emperor, and the other is that if the two of them have a good time in the future, it will be cheaper to do things.

But Lin Zhixuan didn't agree very much, if it was said to read, Lin Zhixuan felt that maybe Brother Yu was better. One is of a similar age, and the other has a similar experience, so maybe they can play together.

But Lin Zhixuan didn't want to say anything at this time, because she was a little unsure of the Queen Mother's intentions.

What surprised Lin Zhixuan even more was that for such a suitable candidate as Brother Hao, the Empress Dowager did not agree immediately, but just nodded and said: "The mourning family just remembered it, and I mentioned it to you, and you slowly picked the people behind you, and if you have picked it, tell me about it." ”

This means that you have to check it yourself.

Halfway up the mountain in a short time, Wei Yanxian was a little jubilant, and the persimmon trees on this mountain were indeed full of persimmons.

Wei Yanxian ran back, took the Empress Dowager's hand, and pointed it out to the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager responded with a smile, and Wei Yanxian asked the Empress Dowager: "Grandmother, is this persimmon ripe?

Naturally, he didn't eat persimmons, but just looked at the freshness.

The Empress Dowager said: "You can eat it, but you can't eat it now, and you will try it after lunch." ”

said that he wanted someone to pick a few for Wei Yanxian to play.

Wei Yanting, who had been squeezed behind, finally came out and volunteered, saying that he was going to pick a few persimmons for Wei Yanxian.

The Empress Dowager raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, but she hadn't seen him stumbling in front of people for a long time, so she nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, your brotherhood is naturally good." ”

He also asked the guards to carefully protect Wei Yanting.

Wei Yanting said that it was not in the way, the battlefield had been in and out a few times, not to mention picking a fruit for the emperor.

As he spoke, he landed on the tree as light as a swallow, and picked a few red and big persimmons.

Holding it down and sending it to Wei Yanxian, Wei Yanxian looked down at the persimmon, stepped forward to pick it up, and smiled at Wei Yanting: "Thank you, third brother." ”

"It's good if the sixth brother likes it. Wei Yanting also smiled.

Someone on the side praised: "King Sujun is really good." ”

The other also said some words of approval, and said that at the age of thirteen, he wore armor and went to the battlefield, and made great achievements.

Wei Yanxian originally liked the persimmon in his hand, but listening to the words of those ministers, he gradually became less happy, although he was young, but he had been listening to the government for a whole year, from the beginning of the fear, to the day when he saw those ministers talking about the government, the overall situation is not the most understandable, but the observation of words and looks is a hundred times stronger than ordinary children.

Wei Yanxian threw the persimmon in his hand on the ground, the conversation and laughter stopped abruptly, and they all looked at Wei Yanxian, originally thinking that the little emperor just missed it, or threw it away after having played enough.

But he didn't want to, and then heard the little emperor say to Wei Yanting pointing to a tall and straight persimmon tree on the side: "Third brother, I want the persimmon that is long on that tree." ”

Although there are fruit trees planted on this scenic mountain, most of them are for the sake of filming, not really like the orchard outside, which will be carefully taken care of in the future for easy picking.

There are many kinds of persimmon trees on this Jingshan, and the branches of the tree on Wei Yanting are short, and the persimmons on the top are round and square, which is the same as the soft glutinous persimmons that enter the palace on ordinary days in the palace.

And the tree that Wei Yanxian pointed to, the trunk is straight, although the branches are mixed, but it is not thick enough to settle down, and it can bear the weight of one person, the persimmons on the persimmon tree are slender and sweet and crisp, and ordinary people often buy them to make persimmons, which are much cheaper than the persimmons that Wei Yanting picked just now.

But now, the emperor has a decree, and Wei Yanting is not easy to shirk in person, so he volunteered to come out, and he accepted so many praises, if he retreated at this time, wouldn't it be a joke.

The Empress Dowager turned a deaf ear and did not stop her, just to see how Wei Yanting cleaned up the mess.

Wei Yanting's face stiffened with a smile, and then he bowed down to Wei Yanxian yes, stepped forward, climbed the trunk of the tree and tried to climb the net twice, it was very laborious, even if he went up, it was estimated that he would not be able to pick persimmons, and he would fall down.

Xie Bingchu, the loyal and brave man who was standing behind and watching, was a little worried. Wei Yanting had already stood on his feet, thought for a moment, and asked the guards to take the long pole over.

The guards responded, and after a short time they took a thick bamboo pole, Wei Yanting hit the branches of the persimmon tree hard, and sure enough, a few ripe persimmons fell, and this persimmon was originally hard, and it could not be broken if it fell on the soft grass mat in autumn.

Wei Yanting calmly picked a few good ones from the ground, stepped forward, and held them to Wei Yanxian with both hands: "Sixth brother, do you want this?"