Surrounded by strong ministers

Han Su and Ren Buhui only had time to be startled, and in the blink of an eye, they saw Xiao Zong rushing to the door, and hurriedly opened the door to go out, and there was a vicious reprimand from the corridor: "How do you take care of King Tai!"

The servant hadn't seen the emperor get angry very much, and trotted tremblingly behind the emperor, seeing the cold expression on Long Yan's face, his calf suddenly softened, and he almost rolled down the corridor.The Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven after all, no matter how good-tempered he is, if he yells, it's like a dragon's roar.

Which one in the palace doesn't know the favor of the King of Thailand today?

The servant stammered as he trotted to report: "Slaves, damn...damn, His Royal Highness the King of Thailand didn't see His Majesty today. I'm not very happy. I didn't even want to eat lunch. I got into a fight with some little princes at the dinner table." , the servants couldn't persuade, His Highness lost his temper and ran to the garden, and climbed a tree, the servants couldn't hold back, His Highness didn't pay attention... fell from the tree into the clear spring pool. The servant is not well served, the servant deserves to die, the emperor ..."

Xiao Zong rushed to Chaoyang Palace in a hurry and entered the king's bedroom, the servants in the room knelt and did not dare to say anything.King Xiao Hong of Thailand has been rescued and is in a coma. The imperial doctor is feeling his pulse.

Xiao Zong approached the couch, Xiao Hong's hair was wet on the couch, he seemed very restless in his lethargic sleep, his eyelids were trembling all the time, his handsome face was bluish white, his pale lips moved slightly, and a very small sound escaped The raving: "Brother..."

Xiao Zong felt a dull pain in his heart.

The imperial doctor checked the pulse and reported to Xiao Zong: "His Royal Highness is fine, he just choked on a few sips of water and was startled, he will wake up soon, His Majesty need not worry too much, I will prescribe a prescription for His Highness to suppress the shock." Then a maidservant in the palace went to get the prescription decoction.

Xiao Zong sat on the edge of the couch, stretched out his hand to brush away the strands of wet hair sticking to his younger brother's face, looked at his sleeping face, and sighed.

Xiao Hong is his half-brother and the only living brother.Gently held his younger brother's hand that was exposed outside the thin quilt. There was a thin layer of calluses in the palm, which was ground out by holding swords all year round. Xiao Zong subconsciously rubbed it a few times. Looking down, Xiao Hong's hand was slender and soft. The knuckles are distinct, but the nails are full of mud.

Xiao Zong frowned, and the waiter at the side saw it and said in a low voice: "Your Highness got up early this morning to dig soil and make clay figurines in the garden. He made them for a whole morning. He said it was... for His Majesty to see." I glanced at the corner of the room, and there were indeed some clay sculptures scattered here and there, but the rabbit lost its head, and the tiger was cut into two...

"Today, the emperor is busy with government affairs, so he didn't come over for lunch. His lord Chitose lost his temper and smashed all the clay sculptures he made."

Xiao Zong stared at those mud balls for a moment, then turned his eyes to look at the emperor again.Xiao Hong's face was sharp and angular, his brows were slightly frowned in a drowsy state, showing an unusual calmness and determination.

Sighing secretly, Xiao Zong took the thin bamboo stick presented by the servant, held his younger brother's hand, focused and carefully picked the mud from under the nails.

When he was picking the third finger, Xiao Hong moved his hand, slowly opened his eyes, his dark and handsome eyes were a little confused, and he squinted, "Brother?"

"Hong, do you feel uncomfortable?" Xiao Zong asked softly.

Xiao Hong lay there for a moment, then sat up abruptly, "Brother, you are here!" His heroic handsome face had a bright smile like a child, and he was extremely excited.

"Lie down and don't move around, you fell into the water, you should have a good rest."

The tall and burly Xiao Hong lay back on the couch obediently, staring at his elder brother without blinking, giggling.Xiao Zong continued to hold his hand and pick the mud from between his nails.

Seeing the black mud, Xiao Hong remembered something, sat up again, lifted the thin quilt, and was about to stay on the bed.

Xiao Zong grabbed him, "Hong, what are you doing? Tell brother what you want."

Xiao Hong ignored him, and said to the waiter who was waiting on the side: "Where's the clay figurine? Quickly bring the clay figurine I made."

The housekeeper frowned bitterly and stood still, the clay figurines were all smashed to pieces. He didn't know what to bring out for business, so he subconsciously looked into the corner of the messy bedroom.

"Go and get it!" Xiao Hong growled impatiently, his smile receded, and his sharp-edged face suddenly became fierce.

Xiao Zong hurriedly stood in front of his younger brother who was about to get up, and hugged him. Xiao Hong was tall and strong, and he used all his strength to hug him, "Don't worry, I've already seen the clay figurine, and the rabbit is very cute. , The tiger is very majestic, my brother likes it very much, so I told them to put it away. Come on, lie down and rest, don't let my brother worry."

"Brother, are you serious?"

"real."

Xiao Hong gradually calmed down, showing a chuckle, and obediently lay down on the bed with the support of his elder brother. "My brother likes it, I pinch one every day."

Han Su and Ren Buhui didn't miss this scene at all, and they were a little dazed, staring blankly at the emperor tucking up the quilt for his smirking imperial brother like a nanny.

Xiao Zong calmed down his younger brother, turned around and saw the two staring at the side, then remembered them, and smiled awkwardly: "You should go home for dinner today."

The two retreated, Han Su couldn't help turning his head before stepping out of the inner hall, and saw Xiao Zong sitting beside the couch, with a faint smile on his gentle face, listening to what Xiao Hong was saying while lying on the couch.He shook his head, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Ren Buhui sighing beside him, and the two looked at each other, seeing helplessness and embarrassment in each other's eyes.

King Xiao Hong of Thailand, who was originally an all-round talent in civil and military affairs, was caught in the gap between palace disputes. Although his life was saved, he has been foolish and foolish ever since.

Han Su and Ren Buhui unanimously thought of the chaotic battle of the Seven Kings half a year ago. The initial tension inevitably turned into an armed confrontation, leading to countless tragedies.

The two were in a dull mood and walked side by side along the corridor without speaking.When they were about to leave Chaoyang Palace, they heard a noise of fighting, it was not loud, and they were still sobbing faintly. After looking around, they confirmed that the sound came from the back of a huge rockery.

The two of them went around and saw that behind the rockery there were several boys in brocade clothes and python robes fighting. The three older ones pushed and pressed you into a ball, palms and fists kicking and kicking vigorously. The younger one sat and cried.

It is the only remaining bloodline of the Great Zhou Dynasty, several nephews of Xiao Zong.

"Your highnesses, what are you doing? Get up quickly." Han Su stepped forward to persuade.

"Go away!" Xiaowa, who had the upper hand among the three, turned around and yelled viciously, and punched each of the other two Xiaowa who were under him, "Are you still talking nonsense?"

One of the two disadvantaged children covered his face and said nothing, but the other was very stubborn, "Just say it, just say it!"

"You ignorant brat!"

In a blink of an eye they twisted together again.

Ren Buhui rubbed his chin, and said to the anxious Han Su: "Do you think that Prince Rui's son is a big kid, very precocious, and he speaks in a serious manner. Well, he looks good when he fights."

Han Su helped up the youngest child who was sitting on the ground crying alone, and said angrily: "I also ask you to be serious, and pull them away!"

"Children are just fighting. What are you in such a rush for? It's not normal if you don't fight. It's rare." Although Ren Buhui said so, he didn't really let it go. Pulled out one by one from the place where they were beaten, looked at the bruises on their faces, and said to the beating child in a blink of an eye: "Young Master Heng, you are too harsh."

Xiao Heng, Prince Rui's son, Xiao Zong's eldest nephew, gave him a sideways look, and said, "Don't mind your own business!"

Ren Buhui looked at the baby, felt that he was pulling his face with a bit of aura, but it was very uncute, and bared his teeth and said: "This matter, the next official should take care of it. As the servant of the Ministry of Rites, the next official is the servant of the Ministry of Rites. I have to worry about the etiquette. Your Highness is not convinced, do you want to teach the subordinate? Although the subordinate is a civil servant, I think that none of the generals in the Manchu Dynasty can beat me."

Han Su gave him an angry look: "How old are you? Bullying children."

Ren Buhui touched his nose resentfully, and led the two children back.

"Where are you going?"

Without turning his head, he replied: "Naturally lead the little highnesses to the emperor, otherwise we leave, what should we do if they fight again later?"

There were internal servants on duty outside the Chaoyang Hall, and when they saw the Tai Tuo and Ren Shilang, who had not been away for a long time, come back with the messy little prince, their calves immediately went limp.His Royal Highness fell into the water and tossed for a while, teaching them to forget all the little His Royal Highnesses who came to eat, but fortunately, something happened.Trembling, he entered the hall to report.

Xiao Zong came out of Xiao Hong's dormitory after getting the news, and saw a few imperial nephews' robes and crooked gold crowns, with withered grass on their heads, and two of them with bruised noses and swollen faces with magnificent colors. The corners of their eyes trembled: "What's wrong?"

Of his four imperial nephews, the youngest Xiao Jian was three and a half years old, the oldest Xiao Heng was eight years old, and the other two, Xiao Li and Xiao Jun, were seven years old. They were all bloodlines of his deceased imperial brother.After he ascended the throne, he couldn't bear the heart of his lonely child to grow up miserable in the defeated palace, so he took everyone to the palace to take care of him, and arranged for the four children to live together in Zhaoyang Palace.

It is common for children to quarrel, and the quarrels pass quickly. It is the first time Xiao Zong has seen such a tragic posture like today.

That's a bad start.So Xiao Zong raised his face slightly, glanced at the nephews lined up in front of him, and reprimanded lightly, "Why are you fighting?"

Xiao Jian was still a half-grown baby, just now he was frightened by his cousins ​​beating up fiercely, now seeing his emperor's uncle's face, his small mouth was deflated, and two tears welled up in his eyes.

Xiao Zong was taken aback when he saw this, and waved at him, the little guy dawdled in front of him, looked up at him eagerly, and stretched out his hand.There was a small cut in Bai Nen's little hand when he fell to the ground, "Uncle...uncle..., it hurts..." sobbing.

Xiao Zong almost didn't think about it, he squatted down immediately, held the little nephew's little hand and blew several times, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Han Su smiled slightly, and shook his head, while Ren Buhui watched with relish.

Seeing that the emperor's uncle lost his temper, the two children, Xiao Li and Xiao Jun, immediately approached him.The two of them were beaten up badly by Xiao Heng. At that time, they didn't cry because they had a strong temper. Now that they lost the fight, some people could complain, so they couldn't bear it any more. They cried loudly at Xiao Zong, accusing Xiao while crying. How to bully them.

Xiao Heng, who was standing silently all the time, looked coldly at his bruised and crying cousin, curled his lips in contempt.

Facing the three imperial nephews who were crying harder than the other, Xiao Zong was at a loss what to do, he blew on this hand, blew on that face, coaxing and begging.He was battered by the sound of wah-wah-wah.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Ren Buhui had a very rebellious question - is this a loving mother?Or strict father?

Being the emperor today is more difficult than imagined.