- Since he ascended the throne as emperor, Wang Chi has never worn his great general's armor. Ten years of imperial life, although he occasionally took out the big knife that slaughtered countless people, wiped the slightly mutilated blades, touched the iron rings on the handle, listened to the sound of metal collision and thought about the life of the Jin Ge Iron Horse back then, but he never had the opportunity to hold this knife and fight on the battlefield again.

However, although the things in his hand have been replaced by a heavy knife and a writing pen, stained with the tip of the vermilion ink, dotted, scratched, circled, and so countless, nearly ten years have passed, in fact, the number of people who "killed" in this process is no less than when he held the knife.

Over the years, although the way of doing things is different from the past, the meaning and result of the actions are roughly the same as before: overcoming obstacles for the yearning of the heart.

However, the skin and flesh of the body are indeed much smoother than in previous years when they were in northern Xinjiang. Although he has not broken the habit of practicing martial arts every day over the years, he still can't withstand the many affairs of the dynasty, his physical activity is not as diligent as before, his body is fatter, and the joints of his hands are no longer as prominent as before.

But compared to the painting skin that Concubine De carefully maintained and cared for every day, the emperor's hands, even if they were covered with the inside of the palm, would still look much rougher.

When the imperial chariot was farther away from the seashore and "surrounded" by the dense crowd of people, the emperor sitting upright in the chariot finally had an action other than sitting upright. He turned sideways slightly, stretched out his hand to probe Concubine De's forehead, and then probed his forehead, his face gradually tightened, and said solemnly: "It's so cold, and you still say it's okay?" ”

When Concubine Defu heard him say this, she was stunned at first, and then she came to her senses. It's not that she's unresponsive, it's before. There were so many other "chores" on her mind.

A burst of warmth surged up in her heart, and Concubine De's heart moved, and she reached out to grab the emperor's hand that probed her forehead just now, but it covered Princess Xinzhu's forehead, and at the same time said with a smile: "A woman's physique is originally weaker, how can it be compared with the physique polished in the blazing sun and scorched sand." ”

"You...... They are all the heads of a country. It's still so easy to make a fuss. "That's the end of it. Concubine De actually put down her verbal honorific title, and like an ordinary woman, she sneered in front of her husband. It doesn't matter that there is a daughter in the chariot who has grown up to the age of almost reaching the end of the day.

But the emperor felt very useful for her words.

He is not a royal family to be elected as a king from birth, and he is a certain habitual concept of the royal family and nobles, and the traces left on him are very shallow. Life in the bitter cold of northern Xinjiang. Let the people of the royal family be more united, because they know. Their family is in the south, and they have no support, if they don't know how to cooperate, the Wang family will really do what those who caused them to be relegated to the north in the first place thought. Gradually, it fell into decay and died out in this barren land.

However, this seems to be a forced united family environment, which makes Wang Chi's growth memory. He has a strong accumulation and experience of dependence, support and responsibility for his family.

Originally. The Wang family's army was divided into three ways, and finally abandoned the responsibility of the border and the heart of loyalty to the king, and entered Kyoto, also because at that time, under the system of the Zhou Dynasty due to the decay of the bureaucracy, no matter how the Wang family endured and obeyed, it was no longer possible, and for the Wang family to involve more than 1,000 clansmen, they could only reverse!

At that time, I was only thinking about how to survive in the future, but I didn't have time to think about what to do with the emperor's errand.

Later, Wang Chi ascended the throne as the emperor, and now he has sat firmly on the dragon chair, but he still retains and trusts this experience of family in his bones.

By the emperor's side, there was no shortage of servants or courtiers who would kneel and shout long live, and after sitting on the dragon chair for so long, Wang Chi also understood in his heart that imperial power needed authority, but in his own "home", he sometimes still hoped to hear some words without distance.

As a pillow person, Concubine De has a very accurate grasp of his psychology.

Seeing that his hand was controlled by Concubine De and touched his daughter's forehead, Wang Chi did not rush to withdraw his hand, so he stopped for a while. Feeling his daughter's body temperature with his fingertips, he suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at his daughter and said softly: "Qing'er is colder here, is it wearing less?" ”

The face of his father was very close to him, and he retreated from the usual Yan sù Weizheng on his face, Wang Qing saw such a father and emperor, and only felt warm in his heart, and he was in a trance a little.

Then, she raised her hands and picked up the hand that was still covering her forehead, covered her knee and did not let go, and said softly: "Father, the sons have always been like this, but if the words of the father and the emperor are spread, the palace maids who serve the sons and daughters are afraid that they will be frightened." ”

At this time, Concubine De, who was sitting on the side, heard the sound and quipped: "And scare them, lest they become inert after a long time, and use your soft temperament and good heart as a braid handle for their neglect of service." ”

When Concubine De said this, her tone seemed very casual, but when Wang Chi heard this, she thought about it, faced her daughter, and said slowly in a gentle voice: "I usually have a lot of affairs, and I often forget to take care of you. It's a little free at the moment, think about it, the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace are all left over from the previous dynasty, and when our Wang family was in the north in the early years, they never raised such useless slaves. Now you live in the palace, your identity has come up, but you are not as free as before, if there is any slave in the palace at this time, you can't hide it from me, just hold it in your heart, remember? ”

Unconsciously, Wang Chi was also like Concubine De, who put down the emperor's position and honorific title, and his words were full of a father's careful concern for his daughter.

Usually in the palace, when Wang Chi talks to his family like this, he will make the attendants around him far away in advance. At this time, they were sitting in the chariot, and all around them were palace maids and eunuchs, and the guards of honor were all around, which seemed inappropriate for them to speak so considerately. However, when the honor guard was walking, there would be a relatively noisy formation sound, and the warm leather curtain on the outer layer of the chariot had been lowered, and Wang Chi was talking so softly with his family in the chariot, even if it was transmitted outside the car, it had become extremely light.

The father's consideration is delicate and nuanced, but in the soft and concerned voice, there is a faint sense of sharpness.

After listening carefully to these words, Wang Qing's heart tightened a little, and she promised in a low voice.

Wang Chi sighed lightly without a trace, rubbed his daughter's well-proportioned but very thin hand, and said, "You." Whatever others say, you only say it, but your body has always been so thin, but you can't hide it from me, and I don't know what you haven't taken care of. I've been too busy lately, so I'll pick a day when I'm free. Our family eats together every day. I'm going to see what the secret is that you don't get fat. ”

Wang Qing's face showed a look of shame and embarrassment, and she lowered her head and said in a mosquito voice: "Daughter Fugenqian." As soon as Qiē followed his mother, he has always been like this. ”

"You say that, but you are not about to be as ...... as Hong'er" At this point, Wang Chi suddenly paused. Stop the topic without warning.

There was silence for a moment, and he grabbed one of Concubine De's hands. moved over, covered it with his daughter's hand, and then put the hands of the two generations in his palm, and then said seriously: "Wanting." You are my wife, Qing'er, Hong'er, and Zhe'er, all of which are treasures given to me by God. No matter how your status changes, you are all my family. In the eyes of outsiders. I don't lack anything anymore, but sometimes I also want to rely on you. In the same way, you can make me 'fuss' at the slightest mistake. ”

When he said the last few words, his eyes focused on Concubine De Xiao Wanting.

His words, unconsciously, made the eyes of the two women of different generations and identities in the car glow with a layer of crystal.

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Behind the imperial chariot in which the emperor was riding, there was also a car, on which sat two princes in brocade clothes, namely Wang Hong, the second prince and Wang Zhe, the third prince, mentioned in the emperor's words just now.

The two of them were staring ahead and sitting upright, just like their father. In addition to the royal family style should be like this, this trip, accompanied by the driver, presided over the shipping ceremony, in the public environment, as the royal heirs, they also have the obligation to add glory to their father, and they must not lose their manners.

However, when the car had just left the densely populated coast and walked on a relatively quiet and uninhabited section, the second prince in the car finally couldn't help it, coughed violently, and his straight back also coughed slightly.

He coughed so hard that even the bones on his body seemed to be about to shatter. Seeing this, Wang Zhe's heart tightened, and he hurriedly moved closer to the second brother, letting him lean on his shoulder to save some of the strength needed to sit firmly.

In fact, when he just got off the rooftop, Wang Zhe already felt that something was wrong with his second brother. Since then, he has raised his sleeves and pressed his lips from time to time, but he only coughed lightly once or twice, as if he wanted to clear his throat, but he didn't need to say anything when he was on the altar.

It turned out that since then, he had endured it, until now, when the cough broke out, the situation seemed a little harsh. Realizing this part of the problem, Wang Zhe couldn't help frowning.

The car in which the two princes were riding was a short distance away from the one in front, and there were several rows of honor guards walking in the middle, so although Wang Hong coughed badly, the emperor in the car in front of him might not be able to hear it.

Of course, even if my father hears it, the honor guard should not stop because of this. If an abnormality like Wang Hong suddenly occurs, he really needs to return to the palace and lie down smoothly before he can be treated. There is not only one imperial doctor in the Imperial Medical Bureau who has said something similar, and the second highness's physical deficiency is more effective than treatment.

But at least at this moment, Wang Zhe still desperately hoped that there was some way to let Wang Hong slow down first.

Wang Zhe rarely returned to the palace, he was accustomed to living a life of traveling outside the palace, and gradually grew in age and knowledge, this kind of life for a noble prince, a somewhat alternative and non-etiquette living state, for him, is becoming more and more normal.

However, it is precisely because of this kind of perennial living abroad that the third prince Wang Zhe has many opportunities to get in touch with the normal life of ordinary people, so he can also deeply understand homesickness than ordinary nobles. Not going home may be due to many reasons, but definitely not because of discord with family.

No matter where he is, he always clearly remembers that his home is in the Imperial Palace in Koyo, Kyoto, and among all the relatives in the family, the one he misses and worries about the most is the second brother who is only one year older than him.

I haven't seen my second brother for a long time, but unexpectedly, when I accompany him now, I still watch him uncomfortable most of the time as before, and my heart suddenly becomes uncomfortable.

Wang Zhe suddenly remembered what Ye Zhengming said to him that day in the Song Mansion, under a pavilion in a garden.

- Isn't it true that a brother is more important than a sworn brother? But why can he stay in Bojun for three years because he accompanied Ruan Luo to recuperate, but he can't accompany his second brother to live in the palace for three months?

As soon as his mind reached this point, he suddenly heard a clear voice in his ears.

"The guilty minister visits the second highness and the third highness, a thousand years old and a thousand years old."

The royal horse, with a shiny mane and a colorful silk saddle on its back, walked with broken steps, led by a military guard, a little faster than the guard of honor, and slowly approached the side of the chariot. Ye Zhengming sat on horseback and waved his hand to the two princes in the car. In order to maintain a certain speed of the guard of honor, he did not need to dismount before saluting.

Although he called himself a "criminal minister", there was no trace of guilt as a criminal in his tone.

He met the two princes at this time, but in his appearance and clothing, there was no haggard and low like a criminal minister, and he seemed to be relatively energetic.

In fact, the two princes in the car also knew, not to mention that Ye Zhengming was convicted of the so-called crime of being at home for several days in this Beijing official self-trial incident, which was obviously empty, even if he really wanted to make any mistakes, the emperor would not really hurt a hair of his hair.

However, after Ye Zhengming's "sentence" was over in the past few days, the emperor didn't know what he was thinking about, and he hadn't made it clear whether he could return to the ranks of the imperial doctors of the Imperial Medical Bureau on his own.

However, the medical officers with slightly more seniority in the Taiyi Bureau all know that the Wang family and the Ye family have some old entanglements, saying that they are not relatives, saying that they are monarchs and ministers, and there are some unbreakable relationships, so the emperor does not speak, and the Taiyi Bureau is also a half-held relationship.

I don't know if Ye Zhengming is annoyed because of this, so he deliberately calls himself a "criminal minister", just to show a little affection.

However, if you want to apply this kind of speculation to him, it seems that something is not right!

Ye Zhengming has never been in love with such honors and titles as officials, and he joined the Taiyi Bureau mainly to study medicine. After staying in the Taiyi Bureau for several years, he has already shown a little boredom, and he is afraid that he is already counting on being dismissed and sent out! Because now he wants to take the initiative to resign, the emperor may not approve it...... (To be continued)