[Red House + Comprehensive] Respect to the water

In the blink of an eye, the beginning of summer passed, and Jia Jing's male duck voice had disappeared unconsciously, replaced by a slightly deep voice; and the little prince began to break away from Tang Yuan'er's posture, perhaps because he had always insisted on his own The relationship between walking and stepping over the threshold, although the face is still round, the stature is much taller, and the round belly is also slightly smaller, and there is a tendency to develop from a perfect sphere to an ellipse sphere.

The summer in the Daqing Palace is always very hot. If it was in the early years, the emperor would probably have prepared to escape the summer heat in the suburban palace at this time, but the little prince was thinking about the kale seedlings on his vegetable field, which was only about a penny in size. , although it was so hot that the little prince sweated a little every morning when he strode over the threshold, he was still reluctant to go to the palace to escape the heat.

Now the emperor has not yet come down to the court, but the old lady Chen has come to the side hall, sitting on the edge of the small field in the yard, with tea in one hand and a paper roll in the other, listening to the little prince who is sweating slightly on the forehead in the field. , While carefully catching worms on the vegetable leaves, he recited Lang Lang the "Second Political Affairs" he learned yesterday.

It just so happened that Old Madam Chen had finished reading the homework handed in by the little prince, and the little prince had also finished reciting "Second Political Affairs", without stopping at the same time, catching half a can of bugs.

On the edge of this small field, there was actually a chicken coop, in which only lived a young hen that was just laying eggs.Although the little prince had only raised it for less than two months, when he saw the little prince walking over with the little jar, he understood it and clucked excitedly, but he was not in a hurry to eat the bugs in the jar. He rubbed the not-so-cute head against the palm of the little prince, and after the little prince said hello with a slight smile, he flapped his wings, buried his head in the jar, and started to eat.

The little prince laughed straight at the sight, and somehow the thought of raising the hen to make soup for the emperor's father disappeared. Anyway, this little guy now lays at least one egg every day. The emperor's father also ate it very well!

Old Madam Chen looked at the little prince with a smile all over his face. It doesn't matter if the prince knows how to farm. Don't look at the emperor's ministers who seem to go to plant the autumn harvest every year, and the harvest looks pretty good—— In fact, the so-called farming is just for show, even harvesting is only a gesture or two, and the specific details are all in charge of the subordinates.

But a prince who is willing to grow vegetables himself, and even catch insects to raise chickens, although the vegetable field is only so small and only one chicken is raised, but the vegetable seedlings in the field are green and shiny, which is very festive. The hen has also been raised enough to know how to show affection to the prince-what's more rare is that the prince is still a prince, and he really became a farmer without thinking that farming is interesting.A child who is no more than five years old, standing no higher than his own thigh, has already memorized the Analects of Confucius and written characters with a strong character.

Old Madam Chen was smiling and smiling, seeing Jia Jing taking out a handkerchief from his own arms to wipe the sweat of His Royal Highness, he didn't say anything, even if the little prince raised his head and rubbed against Jia Jing's arms with a smile, he just pretended not to see it—so Such a smart prince, who has memorized the Analects of Confucius before he was officially in school, but occasionally acted coquettishly and relaxed, Old Madam Chen decided that as long as it was not too much, he would just pretend to be invisible.

The little prince also noticed that the old matriarch hadn't been admonishing Jia Qing very much recently. Of course, the prince is a good prince. Although he is only on his fourth birthday, he is a good prince with an excellent memory. "Be careful when you love and hate" Old Madam Chen only said this once, and the little prince will remember it firmly.

Although he is rarely persuaded by the old lady Fu, but in front of people, the little prince still has a good sense of intimacy with Jia Jing. After only a short while, he turned around and dug a small well less than two months old in the courtyard of the side hall. go there.

Because the small well was dug specially for the little prince, the safety work was very good, and the height of the roller frame was just right for the little prince's height. This is not the first time for him to fetch water. Even though he approached the well, the guards still looked around to protect him. But the little prince didn't care about it, his movements were neither fast nor slow, but after a while, he brought up two small buckets full of water, and then took the small pole back and forth to support it, and the small shoulders pushed up under the pole, and carried it steadily. When the water reached the edge of the field, he took a small spoon with a long handle and watered the field carefully.

After such a movement, some sweat broke out on his forehead again. The little prince put down the spoon, and without waiting for Jia Jing to come, he walked up to him with a few steps, without saying a word. Jing really understood, because old Mrs. Chen couldn't pick up the little prince, so he had to squat down by himself, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the little prince's sweat carefully.

After wiping off his sweat, the little prince looked back at the kale seedlings that seemed to have grown a bit, Fang turned and walked back to the hall, Old Madam Chen and Jia Jing naturally followed.

Because the wiping only wiped his forehead, ears, back and neck, the little prince was sweating a little, and the corner of his robe was also slightly splashed with water. It was inevitable that some palace servants would serve him with hot water towels and handkerchiefs. Wipe off and change clothes.

Mrs. Chen thanked the crown prince for giving him the seat, and did not go to see what was going on with the young crown prince. She just took care of the little prince's homework carefully, and just now asked the little prince about the "Government" that he just memorized yesterday. The second view.

The little prince was opening his hands to ask the palace servants to tie a belt for him. Hearing this, he was slowly reciting a sentence from "The Second Weizheng". Old Madam Chen smiled and frowned for a while, why do you think?

In fact, the little prince has his own opinions.

Yesterday, when Mrs. Chen told him "Second Weizheng", he had roughly explained the meaning of the words, but the little prince was taught so well that he memorized the meaning of the words, but he was always good at thinking for himself and speaking his own words. view.

For example, in response to the phrase "government with virtue, such as Beichen, where all the stars live together", the little prince thought that although the people under his rule should be governed by moral principles, but for foreign enemies——

For example, Mrs. Chen said that the Xiongnu, who are obviously married by big men and princesses with large dowries almost every year, but still invade the big men from time to time, should not blindly pay attention to benevolence.

When facing jackals, one should use the same method as dealing with jackals.For example, Wei Zhongqing, although he was included in the Biography of Ning Xing, it was he who led the great Han warriors with his unparalleled handsomeness and dealt a thunderous blow to the Xiongnu, which made the hungry jackal forced to retreat and settle down by force.

——The little prince's childish voice is immature, but resounding:

"For the obedient people under your jurisdiction, you should treat them with virtue; but for those who refuse to obey the laws of Daqing, disrespect the majesty of the emperor, and even try to plunder the property of our Daqing people, you should be determined to destroy them, and you will never tolerate them! "

Old Madam Chen narrowed her eyes, feeling a little terrified in her heart, but before she had time to say anything, she swallowed back a poem recited by the little prince with his hands on his back.

"In the ancient history of the Han family, planning is a marriage. The country depends on the master, and the safety is entrusted to the woman. How can you pretend to be a quiet Huchen with a beautiful appearance. Who will be the assistant minister?"

Old Mrs. Chen was no more pedantic than the common pedantry of Confucian scholars nowadays, but she was a real literati.

The so-called master worries about the humiliation of his ministers, and the death of his ministers, is nothing more than that.

The question "The thousand-year-old bone underground, who will be the assistant minister?" asked Mrs. Chen to be speechless, but it could not dispel his worries. Wei Zhongqing naturally had outstanding military exploits, but Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was too eager. The Huns bowed their heads, but it also exhausted the national power and people's livelihood that the big man had finally raised.

Fortunately, although Old Madam Chen didn't say it, the little prince was pushing the stone mill (although he didn't push it), planting the field (although it was only about a fraction of the land, it had already matured a crop of cabbages. His imperial father added vegetables), and a good prince who also raised chickens (since half a month ago, there was an egg for his imperial father's extra meal every day), was not the kind of eager for quick success.

The little prince didn't say much, but simply said: "The wolves will naturally be exterminated, but they will only be exterminated when the good people under their command can bear it and the treasury can withstand it. If the strength is not enough, it will be destroyed temporarily It's enough to fight back, you don't need to waste yourself chasing down the poor bandits - the Taifu doesn't have to worry, it's okay to be patient alone, and the patience of the emperor is even more excellent."

Old Madam Chen Fu Xiao, yes, how could the emperor be impatient?After enduring Guanjie for many years, Fang finally hit the mark without causing Daqing any turmoil.And this little Highness...

Although Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had a great reputation, his Royal Highness may not be inferior.

Perhaps a bit biased, Mrs. Chen actually thinks that the current emperor is stronger than Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty—not to mention, although there are Oirats on the northern grasslands and Japanese pirates on the east coast, but at any rate, Daqing's national strength is not enough. It is thriving day by day, and the little crown prince in front of him is much better than the crown prince chosen by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and the heir chosen later!

Jia Jing sat in front of the window, most of his body was bathed in the sunlight, watching the little prince continue to talk.

He has also read the Analects of Confucius, but in fact he has not studied it very carefully. The papers for the scientific examination are just written according to the mind of the examiner after reading the papers obtained by Daqing in the previous 20 years of scientific examinations. , but it is not Jia Jing who really understands the values ​​​​of ordinary people.

There is no way, many things cannot be understood just by reading them.

But even if he doesn't understand, even if he thinks that as long as his cultivation level is enough, let alone a big green man, even the whole world is not difficult for the little prince, Jia Jing still just listened and watched quietly.

The eloquent and eloquent childish voice and the serious face of glutinous rice balls made Jia Jing so engrossed that if it wasn't for the fact that practice is already an instinct all the time, he would have almost forgotten it.

The sun shone on Jia Jing's not-so-delicate and handsome face, and the shadows reflected a kind of mysterious gentleness. The little prince glanced at it inadvertently, and there was a momentary gleam.

It's a pity that the little prince is too young now, and the memories of his previous life are still far away in the clouds. He didn't realize that Jia Jing was not the only one who got up so early in his thoughts until he accidentally remembered it after a long time.

The author has something to say: Shen Zai’s time of love and hate comes from "Historical Records·Ning Xing Biography No.60". It can be known for a hundred generations", don't deliberately replace "very" with "cautious".

Hey, the click-to-buy rate has dropped significantly since the last chapter, but the small theater is still trying to suppress it, but the small theater that is suppressed seems not cute enough, but it indicates a certain possibility of the future direction that Mo is considering. Let's just watch it: [Small Theater 1]

Xijun Zhaojun and other poor princesses cried, why didn't I meet such a prince back then?

Shisanmu put on a face, I met him, but the two younger sisters of my grandfather are still his same father and sister, why don't I see him...

The little prince innocently looked up at the glutinous rice balls: who are you?

【Small Theater 2】

After a long, long time, Baocheng, who was already dressed in bright yellow, looked at the small carrying pole, small wooden bucket and other gadgets before turning around silently.I wasn't playing house back then, I was seriously farming!

Jia Jing looked at those gadgets with a gentle breath, ah la la, speaking of it, it’s time to make some magic weapons for Xiao Baocheng, and the appearance of Xiao Baocheng holding the magic weapons must not be inferior to those who were serious about farming back then Tangyuan!

Da Baocheng's forehead is throbbing with veins, that's me, that's me too, it's not your little doll!Bastard Jia Qing!