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

This year there is an extra April, so it is already summer and the weather is very hot.

Hot water was mixed with cold water, and a basin of warm water was poured on his body. Honghui felt refreshed all over. He soaked in the wooden barrel for a while, waiting for the summer heat to go away. Then he dressed properly and came to his mother.

Looking at her son's red face, Yixiu couldn't help but say, "It's really hard for you! But it's not the hottest time yet. When it's July or August, how can you stick to your martial arts lessons?"

Honghui was not worried about this problem, and he comforted his mother: "Don't worry, mother, my father knows his limits, and he won't let his son get a heat stroke. I guess the martial arts class will be moved to a new place, so he won't be exposed to the scorching sun. Besides, the martial arts class will only take half an hour at most, so it's fine for him to sweat a lot, and he won't suffer much."

"You, you only know how to protect your father! Mother is worrying in vain. Your father is willing to discipline you because he values ​​you, the eldest prince. Mother, you'd better not say anything, lest your father say that mother is 'a loving mother who often spoils her son'!"

"Mother..."

The mother and son stole a half-day of leisure, and this half-day passed quickly!

At 2:15 am, Yinzhen came for dinner, and the three of them talked together for a long time, mostly about today's reception process and a few other small matters.

After three rounds of conversation, Yinzhen said in a good mood: "Now the sun is getting hotter and hotter, Honghui can no longer take martial arts lessons in the training ground. In two days, move to the courtyard and stay in the shade."

Yixiu heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled, "My master is really thoughtful! Honghui, you must not let your father down."

Honghui approached Ama and was surprised to find that Ama was actually staring at Mother. He could not help but count a dozen numbers in his mind, and then smiled and said, "No need for Mother to say more, I know in my heart that Ama has always been very good to me! Ama, you have been standing under the scorching sun for a whole day, you must be tired, right? I will massage your shoulders to relieve your fatigue."

Yinzhen was stunned for a moment, and only reacted when he heard his eldest son's answer in his ear, "You don't need to come. Your hands are delicate. Be careful not to sprain them. Call Su Peisheng later..."

Seeing that his father was about to talk non-stop, Honghui went straight to the point and didn't give him a chance to refuse.

So stiff! This was Honghui's first thought. He only pinched five or six times before he couldn't help but persuade: "Father, you can't just focus on the task assigned to you by the Emperor Mafa and ignore your body. Look at your stiff shoulders. Why don't you ask Su Peisheng to pinch a few more times?"

Yinzhen clenched his hands tightly, trying to suppress his inner joy and comfort, but he couldn't suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, "Okay, okay, just pinch it a few times, but be careful with your hands!" As for the eldest son's question, he chose to avoid answering.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade his father even after trying his best, Honghui quickly winked at his mother and Su Peisheng, signaling them to follow suit and try to persuade him.

Yixiu and Su Peisheng both nodded imperceptibly to show that they understood.

With these two people taking care of Ama's health, Honghui felt relieved and continued with his work.

However, before half a quarter of an hour had passed, this filial act was urgently stopped by the person himself.

Yinzhen immediately stopped his eldest son's action, and his attitude was very firm: "Okay, let's stop here today. If you continue, will you still practice calligraphy tomorrow?"

Honghui pursed his lips, showing a little frustration, "Okay~"

Yinzhen pulled his eldest son to his side and gently massaged his little hand, comforting him as he did so: "You are only four years old now, not fourteen. It is normal that you are not strong enough! If you really want to be filial to your father, just study hard every day and don't bother with these little things."

Father, you are saying one thing and thinking another again! Your son has been observing you for a long time, and he knows a little bit about what you like and what you don't like.

"Filial piety is the most important virtue! Father, you just need to continue my filial act. No matter what you say, I will not give up. If you can't stand it, then go and be filial to your father. I think the Emperor will definitely be happy." If Father really listens to him and acts filially in front of the Emperor, that would be great!

Yinzhen said lightly with a frown: "Nonsense, how can your father, the Emperor, bring that up?" The Emperor was the ruler of a country, and he was the son and subject. The relationship between them was completely different from that between an ordinary father and son.

A single move can affect the entire body. Many things cannot be done as we wish!

It's easy to tell that Ama is not easy to persuade! Honghui stopped for the time being and would give Ama a few reminders when he had a chance to do something to help Ama's future.

The father and son changed the topic in unison and started discussing mathematics based on the "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art" that Su Peisheng had specially brought out. One taught and the other learned, so they complemented each other.

That night, Yinzhen stayed in Haitang Garden. He fell asleep with a smile on his face and had a beautiful dream at night, but when he woke up, he could not remember the scenes in his dream, only the corners of his mouth that could not help but curl up left a trace.

In the following days, his good mood never disappeared. Whether he was talking to the emperor or his brothers, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was no coldness in his eyes. He didn't even scold Yinzhen who was making trouble, but let him go instead.

Others might have been fine, but they just talked a few words behind his back. However, the reaction of his younger brother Yinzhen was particularly intense.

Looking at his fourth brother who was smiling and looked particularly unfamiliar, Yinzhen rubbed his eyes vigorously, then stretched out his right hand to touch his fourth brother's forehead, "Fourth brother, you don't have a fever? Why are you talking nonsense?"

Without waiting for Yinzhen to reply, he turned around and looked at the sky, muttering, "That's not right? The Golden Crow didn't rise from the west either?"

Yinzhen frowned and couldn't help but glare at Yinzhi.

"Nonsense! I think you are itching for trouble, and you won't be satisfied until you are taught a lesson, right? Very well, I will satisfy you! Then you can copy the four characters 'be careful in what you say and do' five hundred times, and give them to me for inspection in two days!"

Yinzhen said without hesitation: "That's right! This is my fourth brother. Just now, I would have thought that it was my eighth brother who was standing in front of me!"

"Ah!" He finally reacted, screamed and begged for mercy, "Fourth brother, my good fourth brother, please forgive me this time! I hate reading and writing the most, and I can't sit still in the study. How can I finish copying 500 times in just two days?"

Looking at the sad-faced Fourteenth Prince, Yinzhen felt extremely satisfied!

Well, I feel better again.