In the imperial study, the old emperor rarely had the leisure and elegance to practice calligraphy.

While holding the brush and writing casually, he asked the eighth prince standing aside: "Little Eight, what do you think of the writing of the word I?" ”

The Eighth Emperor took a step forward, looked at it carefully, and said respectfully: "The words of the father are still the same as they were back then, they are strong and powerful, and they have the potential to swallow mountains and rivers. ”

To tell the truth, although the old emperor's handwriting is good, he is getting older and has a feeling of weakness.

The eighth prince complimented me like this, and the old emperor was very happy to hear it, handed him the brush, and said in a deep voice: "Come, you write a few words for me, and I will see if your words have grown?" ”

"Yes, Father." The eighth prince did not shirk it, reached out and took the brush, and wrote down the four words "the country is rich and the people are safe" on the rice paper.

"Good!" The old emperor waited for the eighth prince to put down the brush, clapped his hands and applauded: "Little Bachi, your handwriting is very medieffing, and it also writes my heart." ”

After a pause, he pointed to the last stroke of "An" and said with a smile: "However, you are a little anxious when you pause here." ”

I have to say that the characters of the Eight Emperors, both in terms of structure and pen strokes, are very similar to those of the old emperor.

After all, the first word that the Eighth Emperor knew was taught by the old emperor.

It's just that later, because of the busy court affairs and his disgust with the queen, the old emperor loved the eighth prince, but he wouldn't teach him anything in person.

Because if the old emperor wants to meet the eighth prince, it must be to meet the queen.

However, the teacher that the old emperor found for the Eighth Emperor was erudite and talented.

In the early years, in the young heart of the eighth prince, the father was a different existence.

It is like a god on high, a faith that he looks up to, worships, and worships.

As long as it is what his father says, he will listen.

As long as it is a book that his father has read, he must read.

He is well-behaved, not only because of his personality, but also because he wants to be the most sensible and caring child in the eyes of his father.

Therefore, every time he writes and practices calligraphy, he copies it according to his father's words.

After a long time, his handwriting is no different from his father's handwriting.

To be precise, it has reached the point where it is fake.

And today, he deliberately writes a little less than usual.

After hearing the old emperor's words, the eighth prince bowed his head slightly, smiled slightly and said shyly and embarrassedly: "What my father said is that the sons will continue to work hard." ”

Seeing that the Eighth Emperor was so modest and docile, the old emperor nodded with satisfaction, and his good impression of him increased.

Men always have a little more hope for their sons, and they all hope to see their own shadow in their sons.

Qi Hao is uninhibited and too infatuated.

King Xuan is more than exquisite, but his calculation is insufficient.

The king of Qing is ruthless, but he lacks mercy.

Before, he had only one candidate for the throne in his heart, and that was Qi Hao.

The delay in announcing it is nothing more than wanting to continue to hone Qi Hao's temperament, so that he can precipitate himself in the deceitful and intriguing battle for the throne.

At present, the Qing king is dead, the king is abolished, and the old emperor still does not show the intention of establishing a prince.

Hachi, on the other hand, looks like a buildable material, at least for now.

The old emperor sometimes has nothing to do, he will think crankily, Qi Hao's temperament is too stubborn, and he acts casually, like a fierce horse that is difficult to tame.

If Xiaoba can grow into a person who can not only work hard and have the world in mind, but also can kill decisively, ruthlessly, calculatingly, and will not indulge in women's sex at special moments in the future.

Then, the best candidate for the throne may be none other than the Eighth Prince.

However, the expectation of Qi Hao for so many years did not allow the old emperor to change his mind.

Moreover, in the impression of the old emperor, Xiaoba should be like a delicate doll, always innocent and simple, and not be polluted by the turbidity in this palace.

Therefore, when the old emperor saw that Xiao Hachi was becoming more and more intelligent and capable, an unspeakable faint worry appeared in his heart.

So, he's contradictory again.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to drink medicine." At this time, Jia Gonggong came in with medicine.

The eighth prince bowed to the old emperor with great discernment, and stepped aside: "Father, if there is nothing else, the son will go back first." ”

The old emperor said "um" and watched the eighth prince leave.

"Your Majesty." When Gonggong Jia saw the old emperor sitting down, he intimately blew the medicine before sending it forward.

The old emperor looked thoughtfully at the steaming black medicine soup and called, "Xiao Jia." ”

"Your Majesty, the old slave is here." Seeing that the old emperor seemed to have something to say, Gonggong Jia immediately responded.

The old emperor took the bowl, put it down again, and asked, "You say, Xiaoba, this child, may be worthy of a big responsibility?" ”

When Father-in-law Jia heard this, his eyes immediately widened.

He has been with the old emperor for many years, and he is an old roundworm in the old emperor's stomach, how can he not understand the meaning of the old emperor's words?

Barely suppressing the shock in his heart, Father-in-law Jia reluctantly sneered: "Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince is obedient and sensible, and he is a good boy. ”

"Xiao Jia, you know, I didn't ask this." The old emperor shook his head and looked at Gonggong Jia deeply.

Father-in-law Jia swallowed his saliva and whispered, "Your Majesty...... The old slave thought that the eighth prince was still too young and had not done much, and if the heavy responsibility was entrusted to him, I was afraid that this little shoulder would not be able to bear it! ”

In his selfish heart, Father-in-law Jia still pays more attention to Qi Hao.

But, in all fairness, he was telling the truth.

"That's what I thought, too." The old emperor poured down the bowl of Chinese medicine soup with his head up, and said quietly: "The children of the royal family are not like ordinary people's families, as long as they have a little ancestral inheritance, they can live a life no matter what." ”

"As my son, if he doesn't have the ability to take on the responsibility of the country, then he will become the ancestor and the ancestor who is sorry for the country, and the people of my country will become a sinner for the ages!"

Father-in-law Jia knew that the old emperor had a rod in his heart, so he relieved himself and echoed: "The emperor is wise. ”

The old emperor's eyes fell on the words that the eighth prince had just written, and sighed, "It's good for the eighth emperor to learn to deal with court affairs now, and when the fourth son ascends the throne in the future, he may be able to help the fourth child." ”

His tone sank, and he said in a cold voice: "I hope that no matter what happens, Xiaoba will not lose his heart." ”

"Since ancient times, killing one's father and usurping the throne and fratricidal killing have been common, and now I only have these two sons left, but I don't want to see that one day the two of them will fight to the death!"

Gonggong Jia handed over the candied fruit plate and comforted: "The emperor can rest assured, Prince Ning and the Eighth Prince have been intimate since childhood, and their relationship should be good, so they will not come to that point." ”

"Let's hope they don't let me down." The old emperor pinched a candied fruit and chewed it in his mouth, and the taste of bitter medicine faded.

Outside the door, the eighth prince heard the words of the two inside.

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and tried to suppress his anger.

A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and flicked his sleeves away.

When he was about to walk to Mingyang Palace, Xiao Xiangzi trotted over all the way: "Master! ”

The Eighth Prince glanced at Xiao Xiangzi coldly, did not respond, but strode inside.

Xiao Xiangzi sensed that the Eighth Emperor was in a wrong mood, and immediately followed behind and said, "Master, good news! ”

The Eighth Prince stopped, and wanted to ask for some good news, but he suddenly remembered something, so he grabbed Xiao Xiangzi's arm with an excited and nervous expression, and looked straight at him with his eyes, "Isn't it ......?"

His throat tightened, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

finally finished a sentence completely: "Is it something I asked you to check?" ”

He didn't dare to mention Gu Jinli, but he was afraid that if Xiao Xiangzi denied it, his heart would instantly fall to the ground and fall into slag.

Xiao Xiangzi nodded heavily, stood on tiptoe, and muttered in the ear of the Eighth Prince.

After hearing this, the eighth prince took a step back, and a mist appeared in his eyes.

He wanted to laugh, but his expression looked like he was crying in Xiao Xiangzi's eyes.

The hand clenched into a fist loosened little by little, as if relieved, "It's good that she's back." ”

After muttering to himself, he suffered from gains and losses, and confirmed again: "Xiao Xiangzi, is the news reliable?" ”

Although Xiao Xiangzi still couldn't understand why the Eighth Prince cared so much about Qi Hao's "Concubine Gu", he still affirmed in his tone: "The news is true, the slave has confirmed it many times, the Eighth Prince can rest assured!" ”

"Good!" Taking a deep breath, the Eighth Prince turned his head and was about to walk outside the palace.

Xiao Xiangzi was puzzled, and immediately chased after him again: "Master, where are you going!" ”

"Ning Wangfu!" The steps under the feet of the Eighth Prince were walking fast, and he wished that a pair of wings could be born on his back and let him fly to King Ning's Mansion.

He wanted to see her right away, and he couldn't wait for a moment.

Especially thinking that he had sent someone to assassinate her, and she almost died, his heart was even more tormented like fire!

Xiao Xiangzi didn't have time to think about it, so he had to go to King Ning's Mansion with the Eighth Prince.