"Daddy?" Chang Zhi happily pounced, "Dad, didn't you say that you have been very busy these two days and can't come over?" ”

"Dad came over when the matter was done." Zhao Guangyuan smiled and hugged him for a while, then took him off and slapped him on the little buttocks, "I didn't sleep in your room, why did I come to your mother's room?" ”

Chang Zhi secretly glared at his father, and turned back to the bed to get his little pillow.

Lin Zhaoxia couldn't bear to look at it, "Let him sleep here tonight." ”

"He's not small." Zhao Guangyuan disagreed.

"He's only five years old."

"My imperial brother was crowned the emperor's grandson at the age of five. At the age of five, he should be self-reliant. ”

Shout. Lin Zhaoxia gave him a blank look, not wanting to argue with him.

Seeing that his mother hadn't said anything about his father, he pouted and hugged the small pillow and rubbed back to his room. Lin Zhaoxia wanted to follow, but was stopped by Zhao Guangyuan.

Zhao Guangyuan followed.

"Daddy?" It was so long that he got into the quilt and looked at his father with some apprehension as he tugged at the corner of the quilt.

Zhao Guangyuan stood on the side of the bed and frowned: "Didn't you promise your father before?" ”

Changzhi lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

As a result, when he saw Zhao Guangyuan sitting on his bed again, he was a little puzzled: "Does Dad want to sleep with Changzhi?" ”

Zhao Guangyuan didn't reply to him, leaned on the head of the bed, bent and stretched his long legs, and flipped up the book in his hand, "Today, Dad will tell you how Daqi was founded." ”

As long as his eyes lit up, he loved to listen to stories!

Busy learning from his father, he also leaned on the head of the bed, looking at the book in his father's hand with burning eyes.

"Your surname is Zhao, no matter where you go, you have the blood of the surname Zhao flowing in your body, no matter where you go, whether you admit it or not, you can't change your origin."

"Yes. Long enough to remember. ”

"Yes." Zhao Guangyuan turned his head to look at his son on the side, satisfied with his young age, so smart and witty.

Flipping through the history of the Qi Dynasty written by himself, he told his son how the ancestors founded the country......

"In the last years of the previous dynasty, the last emperor was brutal, and the court was rotten, so that the people could not eat, the people of the four wild fields were not able to make a living, and there were groups of enemies outside, so that civil strife broke out......"

Lin Zhaoxia listened quietly outside the door, and the father and son inside the door spoke and listened, asked and answered, which was extremely warm.

He smiled and turned back to his room.

It wasn't until the footsteps at the door were far away that Zhao Guangyuan took his gaze back.

A serious expression said to Changzhi: "A person, no matter where he is, what is the situation, he should know his origin, my Zhao family has been passed down for eighteen generations since the founding of the country, you need to remember that you are the twenty-generation grandson of the royal family surnamed Zhao, and the lineage of the ......"

"Descendants?"

"Yes." Zhao Guangyuan stroked his son's little head, whether he understood it or not, "You are the only son of your father, and you can only come from you for the twenty-first generation of descendants." Dad doesn't recognize anything else. ”

"Am I my father's only child? Why? ”

"Not why. You need to remember what your dad told you. In the future, Dad also hopes that you will have a few more children, and you can pass one on to your uncle, and your uncle ...... "can't be too lonely."

Changzhi nodded his little head, "Well, Dad, I will give birth to a few more, and I can give one or two to my uncle, and I won't let my uncle be alone and have no one to sacrifice." ”

Zhao Guangyuan was relieved: "Okay, my son is filial." ”

When he looked a little proud in his eyes, his father praised him.

"I'll listen to my father. But, Dad, why was my uncle killed by the emperor's grandfather? Why did Uncle Sheng's cousins also die? ”

Zhao Guangyuan's eyes darkened, and he closed the book in his hand, "Dad hasn't written it yet." ”

"Daddy hasn't written it yet?" But doesn't Daddy know?

"Wait for Dad to write, and when you are older, Dad will tell you the reason for it."

"Can't you tell Changzhi now?"

"You still don't understand that."

"Dad said that he would understand it when he grew up."

"Nope. You don't understand. When you learn more homework and learn about the scriptures and history, Dad will tell you. ”

Chang Zhi pouted, "Okay, Dad, you can tell Chang Zhi the story of Daqi again." ”

"Okay, dad will tell you the story of Daqi again......"

He talked until late at night, until he breathed a long breath beside him, and Zhao Guangyuan stopped.

Looking at his son's immature little face, Zhao Guangyuan also felt that it was a little difficult for his son to instill so much in his son. But he had only one child, and he wanted to tell him everything he knew.

He didn't want the day when he was gone, and his son would have to learn about his origin from someone else's mouth.

His royal brother was made the emperor's grandson at the age of five, and began to learn the country's national policies, and he grew up to be very smart, and his memory was good, and his intelligence was not weaker than that of the imperial brother, and he could grow up.

"You can, son. If your father can't lay a foundation for you, you have to work your own, and you have to entrust your father's unfinished business to you. As a father, I want you to live happily, but you have your mission. ”

Don't blame your father for being selfish, father is the only one you can entrust.

Tucked the quilt for Changzhi and looked at his little face for a long time, and then Zhao Guangyuan got up.

arrived at Lin Zhaoxia's door, lingered for a while, and then finally pushed open the door and walked in.

Lin Zhaoxia had already fallen asleep, wrapped in the quilt and breathing lightly.

Zhao Guangyuan sat down beside her bed and looked at her quietly.

I don't know why, tonight he is so selfish, selfishly wants to help his son grow seedlings, and selfishly wants to embrace her in his arms. On the way, there were thorns and dangers, and he didn't know how long he would live.

He wanted to reveal his heart to her, but he was afraid to leave her alone.

He wanted to see her all the time, but he desperately restrained his mind and didn't dare to see her more.

Zhao Guangyuan tucked the quilt for her and left.

Early the next morning, Zhang Yongqiu rang the doorbell.

"Godmother!"

"Long to! Are you unhappy to see your godmother, and are you unhappy? Zhang Yongqiu appeared with large bags and small bags, all of which were gifts for Changzhi.

"Happy, happy! Godmother, I haven't seen you in a long time! ”

The two stuck together, Lin Zhaoxia said bluntly and exaggeratedly, "Isn't it every once in a while to play videos, don't you want to be so exaggerated." ”

"Hey, you don't understand," Zhang Yiqiu criticized her, "I just watched the video and couldn't pick it up." "Holding and rubbing Changzhi's little face like this, this is real.

"You're here to pick me up for a meeting? So early? ”

"Well, by the way, let's see how my house is decorated."

"Don't worry, I'll help you watch it. The master's work is called a fine. The decoration drawings, tsk, Hao is inhumane, your father gave you such a decoration, and you can rest assured that you live here alone? I can't hire two bodyguards for you, right? ”

Zhang Yongqiu was also very helpless, "I told him to want a modern minimalist style, he and my mother disagreed, I want to engage in European classical style, I really don't know if I live or they live." ”

The few people chatted for a while, and then ran to see the house.

Then the two of them were about to go out to attend the party, Zhang Yongqiu looked at Zhao Guangyuan who was standing aside, and pouted at Lin Zhaoxia: "Such a handsome guy, don't you take it?" ”

(End of chapter)