Zhou Shuren told the story of the cliché, and now that Mrs. Song is not here, Zhou Shuren whispered: "The emperor didn't recognize Rong Chuan, nor did he recognize Shen Yang according to the design of the forces behind him, and now he keeps the fake five princes as an obstacle, and he is ambiguous about Shen Yang, this is fishing, and he has just caught a lot of fish." ”

If he comes out, the emperor must already know, hey, interesting, really interesting.

Zhulan said faintly: "The emperor didn't recognize Rong Chuan, in fact, he didn't want Rong Chuan to get involved, this is to protect Rong Chuan!" ”

Zhou Shuren hummed and paused before saying, "So, the emperor has always been a father." ”

In the capital, the emperor closed his eyes a little tired, he was too tired these days, and his eyes were a little dry.

When the crown prince heard the sound, he asked with concern, "Father, do you want to rest for a while?" ”

The emperor closed his eyes and didn't open them, "People can't accept old age, and their bodies are even less concerned when they are old." ”

He wouldn't rest before, but now he has to rest for an hour or two during the day, and he's old, old.

The crown prince is closest to his father, and he knows the situation of his father best, and his father did not hide it from him, "Father, you are still very young. ”

The emperor opened his eyes and teased, "Then I will reign for more than ten years." ”

The prince choked, and he couldn't bear to count his age more than ten years later, but he couldn't show it on his face, "That son can enjoy happiness." ”

The emperor snorted, the crown prince who doesn't want to be the emperor is not a good prince, and the son he raised can not know, so he stood up, "I will sleep for a while, these folds will be handed over to you, remember that I must be approved when I wake up, young is good, work hard." ”

The crown prince looked at the stack of folds, he really should work hard, who knows how long his father will rest, "Yes." ”

The emperor went back to the inner hall to rest, lay on the bed on his side, motioned to Gonggong Liu to touch his head, and as time passed, just when Gonggong Liu thought that the emperor was asleep, the emperor spoke, "Shen Yang, I asked you to pay attention to, should he go back?" ”

Gonggong Liu's hands didn't need to shake when he heard the emperor's voice, and after years of experience, he replied in a low voice, "Yes, Shen Gongzi already has a house, and he will return to the capital in the next two days." ”

The emperor motioned to Gonggong Liu not to press it, and his head was a lot more comfortable, "You continue to star." ”

Liu Gonggong wondered why this kind of staring work didn't use people in the shadows, but used him to stare at it, all he could use was Xiao Taifake, Liu Gonggong thought to himself, the current emperor is getting more and more difficult to understand, and the emperor is more real in front of the queen and the prince, and at other times, he is really afraid of the emperor.

It's a pity that I told the emperor about retiring, but the emperor didn't agree, the old arms and legs are old, and I still have to continue to work hard.

The emperor didn't fall asleep, his mind kept spinning, all the officials Shen Yang had visited were shaking in his head, there were really a lot, I just didn't know who was the fish among these people, but he was not in a hurry.

In the afternoon of Jinzhou, Zhulan got up first from a nap, Zhou Shuren still slept very deeply with his son, Zhou Shuren was especially able to accompany his son to make trouble, the little guy was surprisingly bold, and Zhou Shuren was used to it.

Zhulan got up and motioned for Mrs. Song to comb her hair and loosen it simply, thinking that it was afternoon now, and no one would come.

Then I changed into looser clothes, and took the adjusted fuel to color the painting of the parade, which took a long time, and during this time I kept adding details, and the main painting was very long, and many details of the parade were on it.

Zhulan is still not satisfied, because there are many places where the painting is not good, but I can't find the feeling when I want to repaint, so I can only do this.

Now the last point needs to be colored, and if you want to keep it for a long time, you have to find a professional master to deal with it.

Zhou Shuren didn't know when he woke up, and when Zhulan was finished, he said, "When I mention it like a poem, this painting can be left at home and heirlooms." ”

Zhulan turned around, "Wake up, my son is also awake?" ”

"My son is still asleep, I'm a little tired from playing today, and I can't wake up for a while."

Zhulan got up and washed her hands, "Then you have to think of a good poem, to speak, it's a pity that when you painted a picture when you were parading the street, you were the eye of the list at that time, this painting has Chang Lian and Rong Chuan, you said, as long as someone in our family has the title of the gold list, we will paint one, and how many paintings can we save when we die?" ”

Zhou Shuren touched his beard, "This idea is good, I'll know when the time comes, at present, as long as Changzhi is not cheated, there is a great chance, Mingyun is not bad, Mingteng and Mingrui have to work hard to have a chance, so calculated, the sons of the Zhou family are still reading materials." ”

Zhulan smiled, "Our family has an eye, there is Tanhualang, and it is just like the champion." ”

Zhou Shuren said faintly: "This Tanhualang is not our family, our family only has the list of eyes at present." ”

Zhulan smiled, indeed, their family can't afford Tanhualang now, Rong Chuan's father is God, this ancient era of perfect interpretation of spelling father, no one can fight Rong Chuan.

Zhulan got up to see her son, the little guy was tired and didn't sleep honestly, the quilt on his body was kicked off, and he covered his son with a quilt, and when he came out, Zhou Shuren had already put up the poem.

Zhulan, "Wait for the master to deal with it tomorrow." ”

"Okay."

In the evening, there must be wild vegetables for dinner, which are the fruits of Changzhong's labor, Zhulan likes wild vegetable soup, although the fire in spring is not so big, it is also good to reduce the fire.

Zhulan waited for dinner and announced her decision, "Starting tomorrow, Changzhong will follow your fourth brother to enlighten literacy." ”

Changzhong, "Mother, why is it the fourth brother?" ”

The nephews all avoided the fourth brother, especially Mingteng, who ran away as soon as he saw the fourth brother, he met it several times, and he didn't like the fourth brother very much.

Zhulan nodded at the tip of her son's nose, "Because the children in the family are basically enlightened by your fourth brother, he has experience." ”

Especially the experience of dealing with Tao boys.

Chang Zhong asked, "Mother, why are your nephews so afraid of the fourth brother!" ”

"Because they were naughty and punished, so, ah, you are an uncle, you have to set an example for your nephews, you must be obedient and don't mess around."

Changzhong was entangled, he was a little uncle, and he wanted to set an example for his nephews, "Mother, my son doesn't want to." ”

Zhulan interrupted the little guy, "You're a little uncle." ”

Changzhong blinked, he always felt that his mother was bullying him, but he didn't know how to refute, "Dad." ”

Zhou Shuren smiled, "Son, your mother is the boss of our family." ”

Stinky boy, I know to call my dad at this time, why don't you call my dad sweetly when you bully your old man!

Changzhong hung his head, "Mother, I'll go back to sleep." ”

"Go ahead."

Zhou Shuren, "......."

Because he doesn't help talk, is the goodnight kiss gone?

Zhulan waited for her son to leave: "This kid is too smart, I don't remember what I did at my age, anyway, I must not be as smart as him." ”

(End of chapter)