"Hongxing is dead."

Nannu brought a shocking piece of news.

Half a year ago, in the first battle of Kaipingwei, the Gan army suffered heavy losses. As the fourth prince of the hundred households, Wang Zhiqi also died in that war, and entrusted his son to the royal authority before he died.

Wang Quanquan once asked Hongxing if she wanted to return to the capital with the child, but she refused.

He was not reluctant, and every month after that, he would visit the mother and son, and send some silver taels and necessities by the way.

In the past two months, due to serious injuries and coma and the funeral of Emperor Sheng'en later, he has not been free time, just a few days ago he planned to take time to go to the north, but he met Liu Luming again, and it was delayed again and again, but he didn't expect to wait for the death of Hongxing in the end.

In the Thousand Buddha Hall, Nian Nu's face was sad and pale, and Hongxing's death obviously hit her hard.

"Didn't you hold it up after all?"

Wang Quanquan muttered, not knowing whether he was asking a question or sighing.

"I searched all the Langzhong nearby, saying that it was a heart disease and could not be treated."

Nian Nu's voice trembled slightly, she and Hongxing were just nodding friends, and they only regarded each other as the confidantes of the four princes.

Later, Wang Shanqi was demoted to Pingwei, and the conditions were difficult.

As an oiran, Hongxing chose to accompany her, giving up her original life of fine clothes and food, and letting the maid read the slave, and she couldn't help but face up to this affectionate woman.

"Alas......"

Wang Quanquan sighed, after Wang Zhangquan's death, Hongxing has been depressed, every time he went before, the other party's face was worse, so he also specially brought some ginseng bird's nest and other supplements.

He also knew that if he couldn't pass the level in his heart, no matter how many supplements he had, it would be in vain.

Just in case, he also deliberately gave his token to Nannu, so that in case of emergency, it would be convenient for him to come to Jingshi to find him.

"Miss Hongxing let me say thank you to you before she died, thank you for your help during this time, and ......"

When Niannu said this, his eyes darkened.

Wang Quanquan probably guessed her next words, and asked:

"Did she mean it or did you mean it?"

Niannu bit his lip lightly, and then spoke:

"That's what I mean, although I can't bear it, but I think this child should recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, he is pitiful enough without his parents, I don't want him to follow me to live a wandering life."

"This is also for the king's sake......"

Niannu lowered her eyebrows and nodded, it could be seen that she was also very reluctant to have this child, but for the sake of the child's future, she still made a decision.

Wang Quanquan looked at the child behind her, the little guy was already three and a half years old, although he was a little timid, but he was full of curiosity about Wang Quanquan, and he was looking at him with wide eyes at the moment, not knowing what was going to happen next.

"You can stay and watch him grow up."

Hearing this, Niannu's expression relaxed a little, but then shook his head.

"Every time I see this child, I always think of Lu'er, of the red apricot girl, of the late princess, I always feel that I am an ominous person, and I am afraid that one day this child will also leave me......"

Speaking of which, the strong woman finally couldn't hold on any longer, and bean-sized tears slipped from the bottom of her eyes.

The little guy on the side saw that his dearest aunt was in tears, and hurriedly stretched out his fleshy little hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, and said with teeth in his mouth: "Don't cry, don't cry." ”

Nian Nu has experienced too much, first the country was ruined, then the princess left her, then Wang Shanxuan, and now it is a red apricot.

She has already experienced a tragedy that ordinary people may not be able to experience in her life, and she is too tired.

Wang Quanquan, a big man, couldn't help but have a sour nose when he saw this scene, he stretched out his hand to the little guy opposite with red eyes, the little guy was a little scared, but he didn't dodge, and let the other party stroke his head.

"I promised Wang Zhixuan to take care of his son for him before, and since you are willing, I will naturally not break my word."

"Thank you, he didn't look at the wrong person."

Looking at the other party's serious expression, Rao is such a thick-skinned person as Wang Quanquan couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, he changed the topic and said, "Where are you going to go after that?" ”

Nian Nu looked into the distance and said lightly: "I don't know, the four seas are home." ”

Wang Quanquan looked at the other party's godless eyes, how distressing this woman was at this moment, he really wanted to embrace the other party in his arms and give the other party even a trace of warmth, this was not out of some unspeakable feelings, just because this woman was so lonely.

But he couldn't do that, he wasn't the one to give her this expectation, and he was afraid of hurting the girl again.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the king saw a woman leave, and in the Thousand Buddha Hall, the golden Buddha statue reflected the room exceptionally brightly.

"What's your name, little one?"

Wang Quanquan asked the child in his arms softly, this little guy who was crying snot bubbles just now because of the separation, is now licking the rock sugar gourd, and said in a milky voice: "My name is Wang Ying." ”

"Wang Ying......"

Wang Quanquan muttered the name, "Is it because your father is a hero?" ”

Wang Ying didn't know what the man holding him was talking about, he just held the rock sugar gourd and giggled.

"From now on, you will be called Wang Qianying."

The little guy still tilted his head and licked the rock sugar gourd, not knowing what the name meant.

The royal family of the dynasty, in the name of each generation, will have a symbolic word, like the generation of the king's authority, which is a "handle" word.

This word is not found casually, but from Xu Jun's "King Weilie", the whole poem is:

The potential of the big handle is worrisome,

The court network is not in the right situation of the princes.

When people only blame lightly,

No, things have been circumcised.

King Weilie of Zhou violated the rules and regulations, which caused trouble for the princes, and then caused the 500-year national war in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Emperor Taizu chose this name for his descendants, aiming to use it as a model to prevent the country from splitting up again.

The word "handle" is used in this generation of Wang Quan, and the word "潛" is naturally used in the next generation.

However, he didn't have to say this himself, and he still needed to ask the emperor to draw up a will to add Wang Qianying's name to the family tree.

Wang Quanquan believed that the emperor would still agree to this little thing.

Sure enough, the next day, when Wang Quanquan took Wang Qianying into the imperial study, the emperor recognized it at a glance.

"This is, the son of the fourth brother, right?"

"The emperor has good eyesight!"

Wang Quanquan was a little surprised, if he wanted to say that he was similar, this child was more like his mother, his eyes were big, and he looked good.

The new emperor seemed to see his thoughts, and said calmly: "This kid and his father were carved out of the same mold when he was a child. ”

A mold? Wang Quanquan glanced at the child, and recalled Wang Zhangquan's appearance in his mind, did he accidentally hit his face later?

"Your Majesty, I came today to ......"

"Let this kid recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors."

"The emperor is really ......"

"Don't shoot, it's accurate."

Wang Quanquan didn't expect the other party to be so simple, and he thought he would grind for a while.

"What's this kid's name?"

"Back to the emperor, it turned out to be called Wang Ying, and from today on, it should be called Wang Qianying."

"Well, I know, I'll let someone from the Ministry of Rites arrange it."

Although it is said that it is a matter of the emperor's words, it also needs to hold a ceremony that is not big or small, and since the emperor said so, then this matter is basically nine out of ten.

For the sake of safety, Wang Quanquan grabbed Wang Qianying and said, "Come, kneel down and call uncle." ”

The little guy was very obedient, and really knelt down and called "uncle" sweetly.

The new emperor was made to smile bitterly, and he couldn't believe himself in it, but looking at the cute appearance of the little guy, he still responded with a smile.

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