The prince is two years old, the palace is full of joy, this is his first birthday after returning to the court, the emperor opened the golden mouth, the prince's birthday to be grand.

The emperor spoke, worried about the minions below, how is it grand, how can it be grand to satisfy the emperor? Laurel Qihong became everyone's opponents, and they all came to ask the little prince about his preferences, for fear that he would be inconsiderate and make Mo Ronglin unhappy.

What else could the little prince like, it was nothing more than a gorgeous cloak, a fine porcelain vase, and now a dragon chair.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs is now serving the prince more finely than serving the emperor, thinking of the law for the prince to make fresh things, the prince is interested in fine porcelain bottles, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has set up a small kiln, specializing in firing the fine porcelain of His Royal Highness the Prince, from the initial single white glazed fine porcelain, to the later blue and white, three-colored, colorful, the shape is also from the ordinary wide-mouth bottle, to the current thin-necked beauty bottle, amphora brittle porcelain bottle, Yuchun plum bottle, etc., each of which is so exquisite that people can't put it down, every time the Ministry of Internal Affairs sends something over, the laurel is so greedy that it can't be done, I really want to ask Mo Ronglin for one or two, but for Mo Ronglin, no matter what the fine porcelain bottle becomes, its only use is the moment it breaks, although sometimes he doesn't smash it on people's heads, just to listen to the sound.

Shangyi Jian is not to be left behind, but also changed the method to make a cloak for His Royal Highness the Prince, it used to be a single style, different fabrics and color embroiderers, but now it is different, you have to let the painter of the Ruyi Pavilion draw a small sample, presented to His Royal Highness the Prince, let him choose his own, this is the treatment that the emperor has to have.

Such a big event, civil and military officials naturally also moved, either to search for rare treasures, or to dig out some children's love to play things, of course, ordinary bamboo dragonflies, pottery whistles, cloth tigers are not good, but also must be made into gold and jade, here, there is no courtesy and affection, the heavier the courtesy, the heavier the affection, the more important the officials, the officials believe that their efforts, the emperor will see in the eyes.

Although the emperor did not give amnesty to the world this time, he gave alms at the city gate three days in advance, with soft steamed buns, fragrant rice porridge, beggars in the city, people fleeing from other countries, and lazy men who were so poor that they tightened their belts...... You can go to the gate of the city and have a full meal.

On the right day, Mo Ronglin wore a dress embroidered with a little golden dragon, a golden cloak, his hair tied on his head, and a small crown of green jade, with his unsmiling face, he looked very mighty, only the red in the center of his eyebrows made him look a little childish.

On festive days, the emperor seemed very happy, his face had always maintained a slight smile, and the eyes looking at Mo Ronglin were always loving and warm, and the concubines saw it in their eyes, and their hearts were mixed, they all knew that the emperor loved the prince so much, just because his mother was Bai Qianfan, and they were used to seeing the emperor's cold face on weekdays, and they were really a little unaccustomed to it. However, it is rare to meet the emperor, and everyone regards this as a good opportunity to compete for beauty, in case of shit luck and accidentally fall into the eyes of the emperor.

Empress Dowager Rui also attended in full costume today, with a phoenix robe, a thick purple bottom, a golden phoenix and a large group of gold and silver peonies blooming on the robe, she deliberately asked the Shangyi supervisor to lengthen the skirt tail, also to cater to the preferences of the little prince.

Not to mention the emperor, the dress is also new, the inside is a light cyan sesame gauze robe, and the outside is covered with a newly made four seas cloud pattern dragon robe, his figure is slender, and there is a slight smile on his face, the bright yellow dragon robe is worn on his body, lining the rare gentleness on weekdays, and the palace concubines can see that their eyes are straight.

Compared with the vigilance and alienation when he just returned to the palace, Murong Lin is now quite friendly to familiar people, his smile is more, and his dim eyes seem to be getting brighter day by day, the emperor sees it in his eyes, and he is happy in his heart, and he feels that it will not be long before Murong Lin can be as lively and cheerful as a normal child, and he will hold his legs and call his father.

Among everyone's congratulatory gifts, the emperor's gift was the most special, he actually ordered someone to build a small dragon chair, so that Mo Ronglin could sit on it and accept the congratulations of the officials.

Murong Lin was overjoyed, his small body sat upright, and accepted the congratulations of the court officials seriously.

Yuegui felt that the emperor had gone too far, and whispered to Qihong, "Such a young child can make people worship their birthdays, can they stand it?" ”

Lu He heard it on the side, and said with a smile, "It's okay, our little highness is blessed with a great life, and it won't be in the way." ”

The courtiers lined up, knelt down one by one, smiled all over their faces, said auspicious words, and then offered congratulatory gifts, the scene was very lively.

Probably too much of the same, Murong Lin gradually lost his patience, took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and played with it in his hand, the courtiers didn't mind, anyway, it was a ritual, and the task was completed after it was done.

Murong Lin suddenly raised his head, glanced at the person kneeling in front of him, looked a little thoughtful, and then beckoned to the next courtier, the courtier didn't know what he meant, but he didn't dare to brush His Royal Highness the Prince's intentions, and with a smiling face, he went up. But the prince's hand kept beckoning, and he didn't let go until three or four more courtiers came up.

All the people looked at him, wondering what he wanted to do? The emperor also smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at it with interest. Only Yuegui's face changed slightly, and she had a vague bad premonition.

Murong Lin got down from the dragon chair and walked to the first courtier, whose face was smiling like a flower, but as soon as the little prince raised his hand, he slammed something on his forehead.

"Boom!" With a sound, the fine porcelain fragment fell to the ground, and Mo Ronglin held the remaining half in his hand, and quickly slashed it on the forehead of the second courtier, and the sharp thin porcelain piece instantly cut the skin and blood, and the blood spilled out.

"Lin'er!" The emperor shouted, but Murong Lin giggled, turned his head to look, turned around again, and continued to scratch the forehead of the third courtier.

Although it was a child's hand, the porcelain piece was cut in the flesh, and there was nothing that didn't hurt, but no one dared to move, kneeling there to accept the "reward" of His Royal Highness the Prince. "I thought in my heart: Forget it, the prince's birthday today, as long as the little ancestor is happy, a little bit of horizontal and vertical injury, it will not hinder it.

The emperor strode over, picked up Murong Lin from the ground, knocked off the broken porcelain in his hand, his face was gloomy, and the lively scene instantly quieted down, and they all looked at him blankly.

The emperor paused for a moment, seemed a little dazed, and then strode into the apse with Murong Lin in his arms, Empress Dowager Rui came to her senses and chased after her, "Your Majesty, don't beat him, he's still a child, he's not sensible......"

Mama Rong stepped forward to grab her and whispered comfortingly, "Lafayette, you don't care, the emperor is measured." ”

Empress Dowager Rui sighed and shook her head, "Poor, how could a good boy become like this, what bad things happened to him outside......"