The one-and-a-half-year-old Emperor Sun Shuisheng has already walked very steadily, and in the good weather of autumn, he is playing in the garden of the East Palace, and the sound of immature and carefree laughter has been transmitted from the chrysanthemum garden to the pond.

Zhu Yunwen was reading a book by the pond, and when he heard the occasional laughter of children, his heart moved, and he ordered the palace people to fly a soft-winged butterfly kite.

It didn't take long for Shui Sheng to really walk on his chubby little short legs, clapping his hands and chasing after her, and her aunt Chang Jin followed her closely, Chang Jin swore last year that she would never marry in this life, and she was very plain in her daily dressing, and all the rouge and gouache disappeared from the dresser, and her face was facing the sky, and her eyebrows were never trimmed.

Chang Hibiscus wore an agarwood-colored cardigan jacket, a green silk plain horse-faced skirt, and a simple white jade phoenix hairpin on her cloud-like bun. She chased after the wild aquatic life, her forehead was slightly sweaty, like crystal beads in the morning light, her cheeks were not powdered, and there was some natural redness.

Zhu Yunwen put down the book, stopped on the edge of the pond, and picked up the aquatic life.

Shui Sheng hugged Zhu Yunwen's neck, looked up at the little chubby face, and babbled at the big kite in his mouth.

Zhu Yunwen said to the palace people: "Take the kite to the aquatic life." ”

Chang Jin chased after him, and said uncertainly: "You don't have to give it to him, he will tear it up in his hand, and he won't spoil the good things." ”

Zhu Yunwen said with a smile: "At his age, he likes to destroy things everywhere, and it's fine when he is two years old, and his younger brothers are like this, just a papier-mâché kite, and it doesn't matter." ”

The palace man handed the kite to the water life, and the water life really ripped off the wings at once, laughed excitedly, and handed half of the wings to Chang Hibiscus as if offering treasure.

"Naughty again!" Chang Jin pretended to be angry, holding his broken wings and gesturing to hit the little fart of the water, but the water grinned and skillfully twisted into Zhu Yunwen's arms to dodge.

Zhu Yunwen smiled and persuaded: "Auntie, don't be angry, let him tear up enough if you want to tear things - you take the words I wrote last night and tear them for my brother to play." ”

The palace people spread a big red carpet on the edge of the pond, and the aquatic life sat in the middle tearing the waste manuscript written by the eldest brother, and when he heard the sound of stabbing and lala, the aquatic life was even more happy.

August is the season when osmanthus flowers are in full bloom, and the air is filled with the fragrance of wood. Zhu Yunwen ordered the palace people to put on the snack, "This is my aunt's favorite rhombic flour cake, I asked the imperial dining room to reduce half of the frosting and lard, and mixed it in to make it with honey, it is not greasy at all, it is the best with black tea, auntie give it a try." ”

Chang Jin twisted a piece of water chestnut cake and tasted it, "It's really good, you bothered." ”

Zhu Yunwen saw Chang Jin's brows stretched, knowing that his aunt liked it from the bottom of his heart, he was very happy, and he was happier than if he ate the snacks he ate to his appetite, "It's good that my aunt likes it, and in the future, I will ask the imperial dining room to do it according to the new recipe, and I don't do it myself." ”

Chang Jin glanced at the scrolls on the desk, "You have long remembered the Analects in your heart, and you have memorized it backwards, why are you still reading it?" ”

Zhu Yunwen said: "Oh, here Donggong Zanshan Doctor Song Lian has read it before, there is his Zhu pen annotation on it, I will review it, in the afternoon Doctor Song will take the school Analects." ”

Chang Jin praised: "Review the old and learn the new, you have done a good job, if you are not born in the royal family, you can estimate that you can take the top prize." ”

His eyes fell on the aquatic life who was spreading joy everywhere, and Chang Jin was a little melancholy, "This child is getting naughty day by day, when will he be able to sit down quietly to read and write?" I don't expect much from him, even if you are as smart and steady as you are. ”

Zhu Yunwen comforted: "Auntie, don't worry, the children have had enough when they are young, and they will only restrain their minds when they grow up." When Shui Sheng is three years old, how about I personally enlighten him? ”

Chang Jin smiled: "This is naturally the best, and I am most assured of your academic ability." But don't coax me, naughty is naughty, I've also seen you when you were a child, honest and steady, smart and clever, it seems that you were born to be an adult, you fell down and got up by yourself, and you didn't say a word, and it was like an aquatic howl that could break my ears. ”

Zhu Yunwen was a little embarrassed, "I wanted to cry at that time, but I was embarrassed to cry in front of several younger brothers and sisters." ”

He was envious of his brother's willfulness, because he no longer remembered that he had a carefree time.

As the eldest son, Concubine Lu regarded him as a tool to compete for favor and love, which was greater than the natural love of mother and son. Zhu Yunwen has always hidden his inner desire, and in front of his mother, mother-in-law, prince, imperial grandfather, imperial grandmother, imperial uncles, princesses, aunts, and even teachers and ministers, he has shown a diligent and humble appearance of a perfect emperor and grandson, and he does not dare to cry willfully.

His mother, Concubine Lu, often said to him: "Son! As the eldest son, you have no qualifications to be willful. You have to be perfect to have the possibility of working miracles. ”

Zhu Yunwen also thinks that what his mother said is reasonable, because from the approving eyes of his father, the emperor, and the teachers, he has gained too much expectation and honor, and all the efforts are worth it...... It should be, and it must be.

The autumn wind rises suddenly, the little golden osmanthus petals on the hundred-year-old tree by the pond are swept up by the wind, floating in the air, as if falling a little rain of golden particles, aquatic and naughty, actually crawling on the carpet like a puppy, and stretching out the tip of the tongue to catch the osmanthus petals, can not catch it, so he puffs out his cheeks and gets angry, making Chang Hibiscus laugh.

Zhu Yunwen handed his younger brother a piece of rhombic flour cake, tasted the sweet taste of the dim sum, and the aquatic life immediately turned cloudy and sunny, and he smiled and focused on eating the rhombic flour cake.

Chang Hibiscus took out the handkerchief, carefully swept the petals of the wooden tree that fell on the shoulders and skirt into the handkerchief, and said with some nostalgia: "When I was young, every autumn, I went to the garden with my sister to pick the petals of the wooden tree, a basket full of golden petals, poured palm-thick petals in the jar, and then added the same frosting sugar, so a layer of petals and a layer of sugar filled the jar tightly, sealed the lid, pickled for ten days and half a month and then opened, the frost melted in the osmanthus, the osmanthus was also soft in the syrup, fragrant and sweet, much more delicious than the outside sold. ”

Chang Hibiscus half-squinted her eyes and looked up at the osmanthus tree like a canopy, "At that time, my sister was not the crown princess, she liked to practice martial arts, like to ride horses and hunt, and it was not a problem to climb trees, she spread a wide cotton cloth under the tree, and then climbed to the tree, hanging like a monkey on the treetops with the most petals, swaying up and down, the osmanthus fell like a torrential rain, I was frightened, for fear that the treetops would be crushed by her and fall down, hurting her." ”

"My sister fell on the treetops, looked up and said with a smile, 'Jin'er go and pick it up, I will make you a sugar osmanthus ...... when I have a basket full of it.'"

Zhu Yunwen listened to her aunt's memories, and couldn't imagine that the dignified mother-in-law, the crown princess, also had a girl's time when she climbed trees and fished. In his impression, the late mother-in-law, the crown princess, Chang, was a dull, clumsy and hopeless resentful woman, and as long as his father gave her a little smile, or stayed in the main house for a few days, Chang could be happy for several days.

In Chang's only a few days of good mood, his mother Concubine Lu was calm and normal on the surface, but she would be sad and sad secretly, and Zhu Yunwen would be more sensible and obedient when she got along with her mother these days, for fear of making her depressed mother worse.

was involved in the secret fight of the elders too early, and Zhu Yunwen was sensitive and precocious.

Shui Sheng quickly finished eating the rhombic flour cake in his hand, lying on Chang Jin's knee and begging for the second piece, Chang Jin didn't give it, and said with a straight face: "You are not allowed to eat, you will have a main meal at noon soon." ”

Shui Sheng didn't cry either, twisted the candy like a mess on Chang Jin's body, and even flattered him with a smile that was brighter than Qiu Yang, Sheng softened Chang Jin's heart, and sighed and gave him half a piece of diamond flour cake.

Zhu Yunwen brushed off the icing of sugar stuck to the lips of the water starch with his fingertips, "It's just half a piece, and if you want my brother, you can give it." ”

Only when he looked at Chang Jin and Shui Sheng together, Zhu Yunwen remembered that he also longed for selfless love and indulged willfulness. I realized what normal maternal love looks like, it should be Chang Hibiscus like this, strong and gentle, insisting on giving in, seemingly weak, but in the face of wind and rain and all kinds of dirty calculations, he resolutely sacrificed everything he had, faced it bravely, and had an innocent and carefree childhood in order to protect the aquatic life.

A naïve man is extremely lucky, because he has someone in front of him who is willing to resist all the darkness for him. But Zhu Yunwen was pushed to the dark side by his mother in advance and was forced to grow and mature.

Chang Jin is at a young age, but she has no clothes and no makeup, and she has cut off the red dust, as if Zhu Yunwen read in a book that the priestess in a foreign temple sacrificed her life for her faith. Hibiscus under the autumn sun is like bathed in the glory of holiness.

It's beautiful.

He looked at Chang Hibiscus's eyes, pious and humble, he and his mother had done too many things to be sorry for Chang Geun, he didn't really deserve to be near her, he even tried to hold his breath, as if his breath would defile this holy beauty. He has been helping his mother calculate in the shadows all his life, and it is difficult for him to expose himself to the sun, but no one can resist the temptation of the sun.

The more people lack something, the more they desire something.

Shui Sheng ate half a piece of water rhombus cake, and was no longer interested in the half-winged kite and the scrapped poems, but instead harmed the autumn peony by the pond, grabbed the peach-colored petals and threw them into the water, and shouted excitedly: "Boat! Youngest maternal aunt! Boat! ”

Young children are full of imagination, and the autumn peony petals in the pond are crescent-shaped, floating like a boat with leaves.

Chang Jin tightly pulled the little chubby hand of the aquatic life, for fear that he would get carried away and drill into the water, the aquatic plucked a begonia, and wore it on the usual hibiscus bun with a smile, "Auntie, Huahua, it looks good!" ”

The aquatic little hands are clumsy, and he takes the autumn peony again and again for Chang Hibiscus to wear, the autumn peony falls off again and again, the aquatic is so anxious that he stomps his feet and screams, and Zhu Yunwen on the side picks up the begonia and wears it firmly on Chang Jin's sideburns.

When Zhu Yunwen inserted autumn peonies for Chang Jin, her fingers intentionally or unintentionally touched her ears, Chang Jin felt that the hands of her nephew were strangely hot, like fire coals, for some reason, she suddenly remembered the terrible dream when she prayed for her father in the Lotus Temple last year, in the dream she was taken away lightly, and her hands were this kind of fire, she could not avoid it, almost desperately, a swordsman appeared and killed the light person, now think about it, the swordsman's face is similar to Zhu Yunwen...... Chang Jin instinctively became vigilant, and shrank back with Shui Sheng.

But when he looked up and saw Zhu Yunwen's sincere and pure eyes, Chang Jin secretly laughed at himself for thinking too much, and his conversation and laughter returned to the same as before. 166 Reading Network