Because of confusion, Zhu Heng became more and more interested in this painting, carefully screened it for a while, and came to two conclusions, one is that the painting is from a woman; Second, judging from the paper and mounting, this painting has not been finished for a long time, and it is definitely not an ancient painting.

It's strange, why did my father give him a woman's work as a birthday gift, and it was still a little-known woman's work?

"Why, I don't like this painting either?" Zhu Xu asked again and gave Zeng Rong a warning look.

Zhu Heng didn't answer, he was thinking about one thing, the author of this painting must have a lot to do with him. Also, why did the author sign for this painting but didn't have time to do it? At this moment, Zhu Heng turned several thoughts, suspecting that this painting was his mother's work, and also suspected that it was Zeng Rong's.

Seeing that Zhu Heng didn't answer him, Zhu Xu didn't have the patience to wait, and ordered Zeng Rong to put the painting away, and he wanted to take it back.

"Your Majesty, how can there be such a thing, the birthday gifts sent out are still brought to be recycled?" Zeng Rong said for Zhu Heng.

The main reason is that she thinks that the "Lushan Map" is too precious, so wouldn't it be cheaper for others to take it back like this?

"Then give him a chance to choose one for himself to stay, Zeng Rong is not allowed to speak." Zhu Xu came up with an idea.

"Your Majesty..."

"Back to my father, I want this bamboo bear picture." Zhu Heng interrupted Zeng Rong's words, he had already guessed who this "Bamboo Bear Picture" was from.

"Oh, you've decided, don't regret it?" Zhu Xu stared at his son's eyes and asked.

"Go back to my father, don't regret it." Zhu Heng replied loudly.

"That, Second Highness, can the lower official interject, these two paintings don't seem to be comparable, right? It's too late to change your tune, wouldn't it be a pity if you didn't seize such a good opportunity? Zeng Rong spoke weakly.

"It's a pity, people say that there are three thousand weak waters, but I only want my own scoop." After Zhu Heng finished speaking, he smiled at Zeng Rong.

On this day, because of Zhen Qing, he always felt indebted to Zeng Rong, and just saw Zeng Rong leave through the back garden door like a thief, he felt even more ashamed of her, so it was easy for his father to give him a chance to find out what he wanted, what else did he hesitate?

There are many precious things in the world, he can't hold them all in his hands, what he wants is always very simple, a sincere companionship, that's all.

This is the second time Zhu Xu has seen his son smile so good-looking, his eyes are clear and clear, like a childish who is not familiar with the world and has gotten a piece of candy or a toy that he has been longing for a long time.

This is really strange, a genuine Gu Kaizhi can't buy a happy smile for his son, but a plain bamboo bear picture can make his son like a treasure, no wonder the queen mother said that this child is too stupid and stupid.

Is it really stupid and stupid? Why did he think that this child had a kind of wisdom and foolishness?

This child can't even maintain basic humanity, so what's the use of having these women around, it's just adding to the troubles.

Rather than this, it is better to leave only one that you like, and it is better to be happy with each other, so that the days will not be more and more lonely.

But the problem is that if you only take one scoop for three thousand water, it is not easy to say this, and it is even more difficult to do, Zhu Heng's identity is destined that he can't just take that scoop, and he is also destined to not be able to do whatever he wants in this life.

And, even if he promised him to take only that scoop, how could he ensure that the scoop he wanted would always follow him steadfastly and remain loyal?

"How do you make sure that the scoop you want is yours? It is not long to say that this life is long, but it is not short to say that it is short. Zhu Xu asked.

It is true that this is not for Zhu Heng alone, as well as Zeng Rong.

Zeng Rong naturally understood the conversation between the father and son, but with her position, she avoided this kind of topic, so she could only bow her head and remain silent, and even pretend not to understand.

Zhu Heng first glanced at Zeng Rong when he heard this, and he smiled faintly without getting a response, and turned to Zhu Xu, "Back to my father, it's very simple, I am fortunate to have it, and I have lost my life." ”

Although these words seemed to be very open-minded, the sorrow in Zhu Heng's eyes that he tried to endure greatly stung Zhu Xu, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Ridiculous, you are my son, what woman do you want in this world that you can't get?" ”

The words were also loud, and the anger and domineering in his tone made Zeng Rong tremble, and he couldn't help but look up at the other party, just in time to meet Zhu Xu's gaze, Zeng Rong hurriedly lowered his head again.

At this time, she suddenly understood, most likely because the emperor heard the queen mother say that Zhu Heng didn't like Zhen Qing and didn't want to marry Xiao, thinking that Zeng Rong was a hindrance, so she got angry and specially called her over to teach her a lesson.

But what does this have to do with her?

She's the one who is the most wronged, okay?

In order to treat Zhu Heng, take her own body (referring to using her body to practice acupuncture), take her own time to take her own reputation, and now she may take her own life, what is she doing?

Is there such a selfish desire to ask for hardships?

Because the place where Zeng Rong was standing was very close to Zhu Heng, Zeng Rong's trembling also fell in Zhu Heng's eyes, Zhu Heng was not frightened, he was just a little distressed by Zeng Rong, so in order to make his position clear, he replied very calmly: "Back to my father, that's your idea, not your son." ”

If he had a choice in life, he really didn't want to be the eldest son of the emperor, preferably not even a prince, so that he could at least have a healthy body and marry the girl he liked.

"I'll give you another two years, think about it." Zhu Xu didn't have the patience to argue with his son anymore.

He also knows that the gap between father and son has been a long time, and it can't be said in a few words, what he can do is to leave quickly before he gets angry, otherwise, the anger of not being able to keep it will hurt his son again.

Zeng Rong saw the emperor striding away with his sleeves up, hesitated slightly, glanced at Zhu Heng, and chased him out.

"You're here too?" Zhu Xu heard the movement behind him, he didn't even look back, the steps under his feet didn't stop, and he still strode forward.

"Back to the emperor, the lower officials are here to comfort the emperor." Zeng Rong ran to Zhu Xu's side, panting, and laughing.

"Okay, it's so ugly to laugh, don't laugh." Zhu Xu glanced at it with disgust, and suddenly remembered his son's smiling face, or his son's smile was good-looking, clean, refreshing, and warm.

By the way, it seems that the queen mother said that someone described the child's smile as like the warm sun in winter, but his eyes are like the stars in the summer night.

"Your Majesty, I wonder what the emperor thinks of His Royal Highness's smile?" Zeng Rong asked.

She had just noticed that the emperor was stunned for a moment when he looked at Zhu Heng's smiling face, and was obviously fascinated by his smile.

That's easy to do.