Honghui is reborn in Legend of Zhen Huan, I will protect my mother

People with narrow minds need to read more. Where does this saying come from? Honghui agrees with it.

He should not be complacent just because he is slightly better than his peers, nor should he slack off. It is obvious that he has only a vague understanding of everything, but he still has the audacity to say that he wants to make the Qing Dynasty prosperous?

To achieve your ambitions, you don’t just talk about it, you have to speak with actions.

From that day on, Honghui calmed down all of a sudden, studied hard every day, no longer paid much attention to the affairs of his mother, nor cared about the affairs of his father's backyard. At most, he would say a few words sometimes to bring about the relationship between his father and his mother.

Although Honghui's changes were not obvious, they were obvious to Yixiu and Yinzhen, who had always been paying attention to him.

Before he knew it, Yinzhen and Yixiu had a conversation like this:

"Xiaoyi, what's wrong with Honghui recently? He seems to have matured a lot all of a sudden!"

Yixiu lowered her head and said in a low voice, "It's all my fault. I showed a hint of weakness in front of him. Honghui is so sensible, he probably wants to support me, his biological mother, as soon as possible!"

Yinzhen had some guesses in his mind. He was not completely ignorant of Yixiu's past experiences. He hugged her in his arms and comforted her in a gentle voice, "Did Lady Ulanara embarrass you again? Or did she embarrass you?"

Yixiu smiled slightly, saying everything without saying a word.

"I knew that Honghui was not like this for no reason! She is Rouze's mother. I can't say anything more, and I can't make the decision for you and your son. This is really unfair to you."

"Master, I don't feel wronged. I am already very satisfied that I can marry you and give birth to such a caring and sensible son. My stepmother has always been like this. For the sake of my stepmother, I won't make a fuss about it."

Yinzhen was touched and felt better for some reason. "You really did a good job and brought me Honghui. Look at other people's children. Who can compare to our Honghui? Who is as sensible as our Honghui? As for that Jueluo, you should pay less attention to her in the future, so that she won't rely on her status as your legal mother to order you around!"

"I will listen to you, Master. It's just Honghui. Why don't I go and have a talk with him?"

"No, it's a good thing that Honghui has grown up. The position of the crown prince in this mansion belongs to the legitimate son, and I don't want to see him ruined by a position of crown prince. Honghui is so smart, he should go out of the mansion to seek his future. With me as his father watching over him, I won't let him be just a bald prince."

Yixiu also understood this. With her elder sister around, she couldn't dream of becoming the crown prince, so she was so desperate before. But she didn't expect that the Fourth Master had already made arrangements for Honghui. Now she was relieved. Even if her elder sister could give birth to a legitimate son, it would not affect Honghui's future.

Since the Fourth Master said it so seriously, it means that Honghui can at least become a Beile in the future!

Yinzhen and Yixiu reached a consensus to turn a blind eye to Honghui's abnormal behavior and treat him as usual.

……

On this day, Honghui was reading the "Analects of Confucius" in his hand with great interest. Apart from anything else, the principles of conduct in society revealed in the book were worth his consideration.

Yixiu came in with a small plate and saw her son absorbed in reading. She couldn't help but remind him, "Honghui, stop reading. You'll become a nerd if you keep reading! Come, let's have some snacks first. This is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you mentioned a few days ago. There are no fresh sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in this season, so mother asked the kitchen to make it with sweet-scented osmanthus honey. Come and try it. Does it suit your taste?"

Honghui put down the book in his hand, his throat moved involuntarily, and his tongue swept across his teeth, as if he couldn't wait to taste the delicious osmanthus cake.

"Mother, I just mentioned something. I feel bad that you went to so much trouble to make this happen..." Before he could finish his words, a small piece of osmanthus cake was stuffed into his mouth, shutting him up.

Mmm, it tastes so sweet! This glutinous rice flour tastes so fine, did my mother ask the kitchen to sift it specially?

In a blink of an eye, the whole plate of snacks was gone, and Honghui paused there with a look of nostalgia.

"How is it? Is it delicious? If you want to eat more, mom will ask someone to make it for you."

What's wrong with my mother lately? Why does she always ask the kitchen to make some delicious meals and snacks? Does he look so greedy?

"You've been studying hard lately, and your mother can't share your worries, so you can only work hard in the small kitchen." Yixiu's words were both an explanation and a fact. Although the affairs of the mansion were complicated, you could get the hang of them after a while, not to mention that there were only a few concubines and princesses in the mansion, so what was so difficult to handle?

Honghui felt relieved, as long as there was no problem with him, "Mother is the best, Honghui likes mother the most."

Yinzhen happened to hear this. His face froze and he strode in. "How can you say such frivolous words to your mother?" Why didn't I see you say this to your father? Besides, he never said this to Xiaoyi.

Honghui has always known that his father said one thing and meant another, and he also knew that people of that time valued reserve, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "A loving mother sews clothes for her son. She sews them tightly before he leaves, fearing that he will be late to return. Who says that a son's love can repay the kindness of his parents? Mother, you have given me the kindness of raising me, and you have been considerate and attentive to me in every way. How can I forget this? I am still young, so I can only do small things for you and say a few nice words."

"Father, please don't mind. How do you know that your son doesn't care about you? This is the "Book of Filial Piety" that your son copied for you in his spare time. I wrote it stroke by stroke. Please don't despise it. It's just that my handwriting is not very pretty."

Yinzhen pretended to be disgusted, "Be more serious, why are you so weird?"

He carefully took the bamboo paper and read it word by word. Honghui's handwriting was not very good, but it was clear and without any delay, and it looked like it was written carefully.

Yinzhen took it in his arms and sat down as if nothing had happened. "Okay, come here quickly. Father wants to test your homework."

The father and son spent about half an hour together, and had only finished half of the examination when Su Peisheng came in and said that someone from the main courtyard wanted to see them.

The servants from the main courtyard knelt down as soon as they came in, looking anxious and sweating profusely, "Master, Fu Jin, Fu Jin was pushed by Gangege and is about to go into premature labor..."

"what?"

Yinzhen and Yixiu didn't have time to ask more questions and hurried to the main courtyard, leaving Honghui alone in the study.

As for Honghui, he was still in high spirits and continued to study "The Analects of Confucius". No matter what happened to his mother and second brother, it had nothing to do with him.