He Zhichun sat on the steps for a while, and then saw Princess Changle walk out, "Tianbao, you are still pregnant, why don't you lay a cushion?" Ninth brother, go in, Daddy called you. ”

As she spoke, she put two futons underground, and He Zhichun didn't postpone it, and sat up directly, "Why did Sister come out, has Daddy eaten well?" ”

Princess Changle nodded, "Well, it's good to eat." ”

He Zhichun has no ill feelings towards Princess Changle, and among the remaining sisters, her favorite is Princess Changle, because she is very generous.

Chengyang is mean, Hengshan is too weak, and she is not the same person.

As for those sisters, she is only familiar with Gao Yang, but Gao Yang is really hard to explain.

Princess Changle told He Zhichun what to pay attention to when she was pregnant, and saw King Jin walking out with red eyes, and he said goodbye to King Wei, "Daddy told you to go in." ”

He Zhichun chuckled in his heart, how does this look like a saint is confessing his last words?

King Wei is also related, and before he entered the door, he had already begun to shed tears.

At this moment, Princess Changle and He Zhichun were in no mood to speak, but they were just looking at them with a little sloppy eyes, and they didn't even know what they were looking at.

After a while, King Wei also came out, and he patted He Zhichun on the shoulder, "You go in, go and call the elders of the pavilion." ”

He Zhichun paused and nodded.

The wind in the hall blew gently, turning over the Daqing Heroes on the table that had been dragged by King Wei into shape, and King Jin's piano was still put aside, and a dance dress that he hated was thrown at random.

On the small table, the chicken porridge boiled by He Zhichun has run out of heat, and the original green side dishes have lost some color.

In the past few days, the saint has only let a few of his sons and daughters get close, and the servants in the palace have all been dismissed, and even Wei Guifei has not been allowed to come to the Ganlu Hall to take a look.

Except for a few of them, only the Imperial Doctor could enter and exit.

The saint said he wanted to enjoy the joy of family.

He was very happy, but several princes and princesses were very sad.

The bed beside the saint had already been sat out of a nest, and He Zhichun simply sat on it and glanced at the saint.

The monarch who used to be high above is now just an old man who is about to run out of oil.

Many people say that when a saint dies, the prince who benefits the most is the prince, because only when the emperor dies can the prince ascend the throne.

But He Zhichun was not happy.

"Tianbao still remember the oath that Daddy asked you to make?" The saint raised his eyebrows, although he was not breathing enough, he was still very oppressive.

He Zhichun nodded.

"What your fourth brother said to you, Daddy knows. He wants your children to pass on to his name. ”

He Zhichun was stunned for a moment, and nodded again.

She didn't think to hide it from the saint, because she didn't intend to put her own children in someone else's name.

The saint looked into her eyes and said, "You're not going to listen to your fourth brother, are you?" ”

He Zhichun hesitated for a moment, then nodded again.

But the saint laughed and said no more.

He Zhichun was a little dazed, she didn't know what the saint meant.

The sage said, looking at his bed, "Don't send your ninth brother to the northwest, let him stay in Chang'an City and sing you a little song." ”

He Zhichun couldn't believe his ears, what the hell? Daddy, are you crazy?

She didn't want to listen to King Jin sing a little song!

The sage recalled the appearance of King Jin when he came in before, and he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

……

As soon as King Jin entered the hall, he jumped directly on the bed, hugged his thigh and began to cry, which was sad for the hearers and tears for the listeners.

The saint moved his foot, because he felt that his pants were already wet, "Dad is not dead yet, you have finished crying now, and Dad is dead in a while, you can't cry, but you will be visited by Yu Shishen." ”

When King Jin heard this, he cried more and more violently, snot and tears wiped the sage's pants, and the sage endured his nausea and pushed King Jin's head with his hand, "Don't cry." ”

King Jin hiccuped, "Dad, you are my own father, can I not cry?" Even if I am made to cry for a year, then I can cry! ”

The saint's heart suddenly softened, "You kid, it's really reassuring. You don't have to fight against Tianbao in the future, you can see that you are not her opponent, don't humiliate yourself. She won't treat you badly. ”

King Jin wiped his tears, "Daddy, can you help your son with one thing?" Can you not let Tianbao send me to the Great Northwest? Even if you leave me in Chang'an City to sing a little song! I entered the palace, and I can sell my art or not my body! ”

When the king of Jin thought of being accompanied by cattle and sheep in the future, he suddenly became aggrieved again, he was born in a blessed nest, where did he suffer like that.

The corners of the saint's mouth twitched, why did King Jin become more and more out of tune?

Where did you learn this?

The saint didn't know that this was all the storyline in Lu Zhen's cold biography.

Leng Leng sent the man who fell out of favor to the northwest, and then the man was bitten to death by a wolf! This must be what Li Tianbao told Lu Zhen, that man, how does he look at him, how does he look like him!

"What do you want? How could Tianbao let you go to the Great Northwest. Kuro, can you remove Daddy's pants from your father's pants? ”

If you cry again, the doctor will come after a while, and you will think that I am incontinent......

"Daddy, if you don't agree, I won't move ......" King Jin felt that he didn't have any face in Chang'an City, and he would have to sing a little song to Tianbao in the future, what kind of face do you want!

The saint nodded, "Yes, yes." ”

King Jin was satisfied, and wiped his eyes, "A gentleman is a promise, and Daddy's is even more golden." By the way, Daddy, what did you call me in for? ”

The saint scratched his head, you are so melon, how can I say my last words? There's no such atmosphere!

……

He Zhichun let the saint recall for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he began to speak.

"When did I say that I was going to let Brother Jiu go to the Great Northwest? Am I that stupid? Let the tiger return to the mountain, and then let him send an army from the northwest border back to Chang'an City? Daddy, I have already told Brother Jiu that he will stay in Chang'an City for the rest of his life, and I am under my nose. Don't worry, Daddy, I will never touch a single hair of him. ”

When the saint saw that she was telling the truth, he was immediately satisfied.

He Zhichun was simply speechless to King Jin, his head melon seeds were too long to be used.

What is captivity, do you understand captivity?

Ferocious wild boars can give you a domestic pig that sleeps when it is full and is slaughtered; The pheasants that can fly can be raised so fat that they can only croak in the air.

Not to mention people!

If He Zhichun knew that King Jin's head was written by Lu Zhen, the book would be bad, she would definitely beat Lu Zhen, and then let people copy more of the books he wrote, and give them to all the clansmen!

It's called looking bad at your little heads!