"Isn't a concubine virtuous?"

Hearing Jiang Xian ask, Xie Che couldn't help but laugh: "Do you like Xianzi? It's not that it can't be given to you."

The big husband is not in the name.

In ancient times, many people were more concerned about what kind of mark they could leave in the history books, and they attached great importance to their titles before their deaths and their titles after death. In the harem, the words Shu, De and Xian are naturally the most sought after gold lacquer signboards by concubines.

What about the concubine Niangniang, that is a high status.

Xie Che saw that she seemed to really want to, although he was troubled, he also subconsciously calculated in his heart, how to put the word "Xian" on her head...... Concubine Zhang Xian has always kept to herself, and Xie Che respects her, so only by promoting her position can she take off the virtuous character.

Title and concubine position, the Zhang family will definitely choose the latter.

When that Xian'er is a concubine, she will be able to get what she wants and get a virtuous title.

"No, just ask about the direction of the job title in the future."

Here, Xie Che was almost planning the promotion route in his mind, and Concubine Ai said that she didn't mean it, and the emperor didn't mind: "Don't worry, the title can be discussed later, your idea today has helped me a lot, let's say, how do I want to reward you?"

After seeing Gu Zhaoyi, the second brother finally believed him.

For King Xie, this is more like a "thousand gold to buy bones" - a woman can still be reused by the emperor if she is talented, let alone him. This conversation made the estrangement between the brothers melt away, and how could the emperor not be happy if he got a virtuous person surnamed Xie?

"Wait, rewarding the concubine is something I have thought about a long time ago, and I don't have to use it for this."

Before Jiang Xian could say anything about being promoted, she was intercepted by the boss.

She changed her words and said, "The concubine sees that Zhao'er is very idle, so it is better for the concubine to ask for some homework on behalf of Zhao'er, so that he can practice calligraphy in advance and memorize the book."

Let's get some homework, some tutorial books!

Coincidentally, at this time, Liang Yuyin bowed in and came in: "Your Majesty, the eldest prince has come to look for you when he wakes up, but do you want the slave to coax His Highness?" This depends on whether the emperor stays or not.

"I was talking about him,"

A smile appeared on Xie Che's lips: "The eldest prince is here, and his mother is also here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the anxious voice of the nurse and grandmother came from outside the door: "Your Highness, Your Highness, slow down, the slaves will not be able to keep up, be careful not to fall."

According to the specifications of the eldest prince, he has four grandmothers to serve him, and the palace maids and eunuchs are even more crowded, filling the Bihua Palace, which was originally a little cold, with the little master first.

"Don't worry, I'm walking steadily, and I won't fall."

Zhao'er was wearing a festive gold-rimmed red dress, about three years old, and had a delicate little face that set the advantages of the emperor's concubine's father. He wears a gold collar with ruyi ends around his neck, auspicious clouds engraved around him, and a small longevity lock.

These festive gadgets are all obtained at the baptismal ceremony.

The eldest prince has it, and the second prince also has it.

It's just that the second prince is a silver collar - it's not the emperor who is eccentric, it's that this gold collar is from the hand of the concubine, she thinks that the silver thing doesn't match her godson's neck, but it really makes Zhao'er like a fortune boy, shining and golden.

"The child greets his father." ….

After Zhao'er entered the door, she put away the original jump and asked her father for peace in a proper manner. After Xie Che scooped him up, he was still a little at a loss: "Father, I haven't asked my mother for peace yet."

"You're going to go down to the ground and kowtow to your mother again? Keep it, she won't be bad for you to kowtow."

Jiang Xian snorted.

She didn't like the rules of stumbling back and forth, but the eldest prince was well-mannered, and she was relieved. Zhao'er thought about it cautiously, and remembered that her mother had said that she had to listen to her father first in everything outside, so she said, "My son will make up for my mother that night."

This childish man spoke, and Xie Che was very happy to hear:

"Zhao'er followed your diligence, and what was lacking knew to make up for it. Zhao'er, as long as your mother concubine is not grounded and can get out of bed, she will go to Jianzhang Palace rain or shine to ask for peace, you have to learn from your mother's insistence.

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"The son can save it, and the son will often go to Jianzhang Palace to say goodbye to the queen mother."

For the eldest prince, the queen is also his mother.

The queen is not warm to the eldest prince, nor cold, after all, she is empty under her knees, and when the prince is close, it is inevitable to teach people to think more, and it is not good for children, so she simply treats them uniformly.

"Your Majesty, he is holding a strange one, be careful not to tire you."

"It's better to be heavier, it means that you look good, and the palace people around you are carefully served," Xie Che was afraid that she would worry about her son becoming a big fat man, so he comforted: "When you reach the age of riding and archery lessons, you can't grow fat even if you want to, when I'm as old as him, I'm even fatter than him."

"Really? Father, the son wants to eat pastries, wants to grow more meat, then he is more like the father."

Zhao'er leaned on her father's shoulder, and Yuxue's lovely face was like an intimate little padded jacket.

should be strict with his son, but Xie Che just can't be him.

The emperor gave him a look, and some palace people retreated to prepare snacks suitable for three-year-old children: "I don't want to deduct your snacks, it's just that your mother just asked for a reward for you, saying that you are too idle and want to find you some homework to do, practice memorizing and memorizing......" He grabbed Zhao'er's fat paws, and said, "Can the little fat hand hold the pen?"

The back of the human cub's hand is fat out of a small whirlpool.

"Father, son can hold it,"

Zhao'er replied seriously, not realizing that his father was joking with him: "It's just that my son has something else to ask you to do it."

"Zhao'er has always been well-behaved, just ask your father what you want."

Zhao'er raised his head in his father's arms, and the little dog looked at him with bright eyes: "Although this is the grace that the mother concubine asked for her son, if only the son has it, and it is spread to others to hear, I am afraid that I will think that the second brother is not favored, and the subordinates will treat him slowly." It is better to be happy alone than to be happy with all, and if the son has it, I hope the second brother will have it too, and the son can practice calligraphy and endorsement with his younger brother."

In ancient times, the average life expectancy was only more than 30, and the number of years had to be doubled.

Born in the royal family, under the infiltration of the environment, it is naturally not comparable to the civilian children who grow up when they see the wind, not to mention that Zhao'er still has the education she received in her mother's womb, and she is more mature than her peers.

But this request came from the heart.

In his small world, his mother gave him "prenatal education" and taught him to read and write, which was all a manifestation of love.

Then his love for his younger brother is that he has books for him to read and schoolwork for him to write together.

Xie Che chuckled, "You know how to take care of your brother at a young age, it's good, I have taken care of you."

Jiang Xian didn't open her eyes, she didn't know if her son was a high-EQ talent, he had to raise his moral character since he was a child, she didn't care what others thought, Zhao'er must have the filial piety to love her brothers and sisters, and she could only raise a cockfighting baby with a small pattern and short vision, and at the same time, it was exposed in the scrutiny of a group of adults with exquisite hearts.

Thinking about the courage of today's saint to use his own brother, you can know what kind of person Xie Che admires.

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