Flowers on the other side [Comprehensive Red House]

There are three tall and wide rooms, without partitions, which were converted into a large study room, with the east and west walls filled with bookcases as tall as a person.Inside are dense rows of thread-bound books. These books are not for show, but have been carefully read and annotated by the predecessors.From the enlightenment reading materials to the boy's "Four Books and Five Classics", all editions are put together in one bookcase; from "Shangshu", "Guoyu", "Lushi Chunqiu" to "Zizhi Tongjian", etc. There are two bookcases containing all kinds of annotated editions of everyone; there is another bookcase for military books, from "Eight Arrays of Art of War after the Wind" to "Ming Jiang Ping Ding Lue", etc., and another bookcase.

The Buddhist scriptures are a cabinet, and the Taoist scriptures are another cabinet.There is also a bookcase containing Western learning, Latin "Principles of Geometry" and "Bible".

These books, not to say I remember them all, but most of them.

It is simply a mobile two-legged bookcase with 500g of memory.

This is a super academic bully.No, it is the god of learning.

The three large windows on the south side are composed of several one-foot-square white glass sashes.The sun shines warmly through the glass windows, making the room bright and warm.Under the window sash in the middle, there is a large eight-foot writing table made of ebony wood.There are some open or closed linear books with bookmarks on the table.The dragon head pen holder made of golden nanmu wood is carved with four lifelike figures, as if they will break free from the base of the pen holder in the next moment, break free from the twisted and coiled dragon body, and fly into the air.Even Lin Xi, who has seen a lot of exquisite and atmospheric woodcarvings, would like to give a thumbs up to the good carver.Hanging on the pen stand is a row of more than a dozen brushes ranging in size from thick to thin, from the large Langhao brush to the extremely thin Zihao Changfeng for drawing lines.The pen holders are made of various materials. Judging by the appearance of the pen holder and the front, these pens are also frequently used by the predecessor.

The suet jade paperweight, the black jade bat pen stand, the golden dark green inkstone of Wulong Xizhu, and the clear white porcelain brush washer.

On the rice paper spread out on the table, there are neat regular scripts, small characters, half-written "Heart Sutra", and the completed "Diamond Sutra" on the side.

Lin Xi was very resentful, and his resentment almost turned into substance.With great difficulty, he survived Lin Hai's decades of frustration, completed the bet with his three sons and seven grandchildren, accompanied by the old patriarch, and got back the body of the white fox in the underworld.Lin Xi, who was so happy, danced her foxtail to her heart's content for a few hours before being thrown into this body again...

Because the old patriarch thought she was too soft-hearted and too affectionate, and asked her to experience what it means to be unfeeling.He also threatened her that if she couldn't pass the level of being soft-hearted and affectionate this time, next time she would be sent to the Nanfeng Hall to be a servant girl, so that she would not be struck to death by lightning when she crossed the catastrophe.Fortunately, the temptation from the original body is strong enough, as long as his wish is fulfilled, he will give her all the imperial aura in his life.He would rather be reincarnated in the future as a commoner, a beggar, or even die out of his wits.

That imperial aura can protect her through the catastrophe.

The old patriarch should have taken a fancy to the imperial aura of the royal family, so he made the decision for her.

Lin Xi slumped in an ebony chair with her eyes closed, which was heavy and wide.There is only a thin layer of cushions under the chair. After sitting for a while, I have to twist and turn, which is really painful.He carefully looked through the original body's memory bit by bit, and even retrieved the old things that the original body had forgotten long ago, and those things from when he was a baby.

A clever little servant of fifteen or sixteen years old, with delicate features, turned out from the screen behind him, tiptoed, quietly changed a cup of tea, then took a peek at the master's face, and then quietly retreated.

Lin Xi twisted his waist and moved his buttocks. Before he could shrug his shoulders, two of the servants standing in front of the bookcase immediately moved as if they were powered on.

"Prince, how about I give you a shoulder pat?"

That's right, Lin Xi has now become the crown prince. His name is Tuxian, his courtesy name is Mingyun, his childhood name is Chengxian, and he is called Xian'er.But there are only three people in the palace who are qualified to call him that, no, there are only two.

Authentic, the second son of the original wife, who was established as the prince at the age of three.

Cough, it's actually one year and three months old, there's no way, the birthday is small, those born in the twelfth lunar month, before the full moon, they are one year older.

What about the eldest son?

——He died young, he died before the full moon.

But this baby is not lucky.His own mother, who was the queen, had postpartum hemorrhage after giving birth to him.All the imperial physicians in Ren Shi Tai Hospital treated him together, and they poured all the good medicines that were suitable for the disease, but there was no improvement.After struggling for half a month, the beauty's mother-in-law of the empress let go of her with regret, reluctance, and reluctance to die.But after all, he didn't let his mother's memorial day become his son's birthday.

Then, my father cried like a dog.A young couple with a deep relationship, they have lived together for ten years in harmony.The two daughters in front didn't stop, and neither did the eldest son.The second son finally stood still, but his wife was gone.

After crying, the emperor's own father carried his son into his bedroom and put him in the warm pavilion inside.Once free, watch the nanny and servants who take care of the second son.

Stare at all those who serve this child, wishing that the saint would go to war with the Tartars.

During the day and night of the sage, the court has more or less things to wait for him to decide, and he has to be distracted to take care of his son.Half a year later, the saint's grandmother, the empress dowager, was reluctant to part with her grandson.He summoned the emperor's grandson and went to Ci'an Palace to speak.

"Saint, how many people in this world are counting on you. You have to worry about your body."

"Yes, what the imperial grandmother said is true."

"Leave Xian'er here. Grandma will watch for you."

The saint shook his head, his thin face was resolute and undeniable.

"Grandmother, it's hard enough for you to bring up your grandson. Now that the imperial grandmother is still in charge of the palace affairs, how can your grandson bring Xian'er over again. The grandson only hopes that you can provide for the rest of your life, and you can't bear to part with grandma." What a lot of hard work. Xian'er is at the grandson's place, and she is also looked after by nanny and nanny, and the grandson just asks more questions. Besides, the grandson and the queen have been married for nearly ten years, and Xiaohui only left this little Flesh and blood, if the grandson is not taken care of, how can I be worthy of her."

Alas, the Empress Dowager sighed.Wherever my grandson is good, so is my granddaughter-in-law.Oh, life!

The empress dowager touched her grandson's thin face, her heart ached even more, and she asked someone to serve her grandson a snack.

The sage drank a cup of tea and a snack with the old lady, and was about to go home with his son in his arms.In the study room, there are still many booklets waiting to be approved.

"Xian'er stays here for now. After a while, the emperor's grandmother will send someone to send her back."

The saint saw that the grandmother really liked the son, so he left the group of people who took care of the son and went back first.

The empress dowager saw that the people brought by the saint had left, so she kicked out all the servants in her palace, and left a nanny and a nanny to help take care of her grandson. Both of them were chosen by the Zheng family and could be trusted. of.

The great-grandson, who only wore a pocket, was white and tender, with arms as fat as lotus root joints.The little baby grinned, drooling and moved his toes to his mouth to chew.

The Empress Dowager took the handkerchief from the nanny and dabbed on the child's saliva.

"Is it teething again?"

"Going back to the Empress Dowager, just the first one, and found some whiteheads appearing underneath."

The empress dowager teased her great-grandson for a while, then turned around to find that the empress dowager was in a trance.She coughed bitterly, waking up her niece who was sitting dumbfounded—the Queen Mother.

"You, why didn't you talk just now? Why didn't you say that you helped take care of Xian'er?"

"Auntie," the queen mother was aggrieved. "Auntie, I just want to take care of Xian'er. Can a saint believe it? He, even you don't believe it now."

"Don't say these things are not there." The Empress Dowager was sullen.The fire in my heart was even greater. Why did I get confused by lard at the beginning, and blindly chose this niece to fill in my son's house? She grew a beautiful face for nothing, but I couldn't hold back my son who loves sex. heart of.

"Aunt, don't be angry, don't be angry." The queen mother also panicked because of grievances.Since entering the palace, he has not been able to get into the eyes of Emperor Daxing, and watched Emperor Daxing stay with the imperial concubine night and night.Fortunately, the imperial concubine died, so she followed her short-lived son.But the emperor followed suit.Then there were more than 20 years of widowhood.

"Ah." The Empress Dowager sighed, "If you are like this, what will you do in the future? What will the Zheng family do in the future?"

"Didn't Auntie plan to take my elder brother's daughter into the palace? Now the empress happens to be out of position, and the saint is not like the emperor Daxing, who is controlled by such a vixen."

"You, if you have nothing to do, use your brain more. The queen is here, so it's okay to bring your elder brother's daughter in. The queen is gone, and I don't know how many people are watching the latter. How can the latter stay in our Zheng's house? Really? That way, I'm afraid that the day I leave, the Zheng family won't even have a bone left."

"Then the Zheng family, what can we do in the future?"

"What should I do? When Xian'er grows up, the sage must remember the Zheng family, and he will let Xian'er accept girls from the Zheng family into the palace. If you don't remember, you won't remember. Do you still have to rely on women to be Cheng En Gong for life? "

The queen mother lowered her eyes and babbled, but she didn't say anything.

As long as the weather is fine, the sage will hold his son every morning and go to the empress dowager to pay his respects.Sometimes I would leave my son behind to accompany the emperor's grandmother and relieve the old man's boredom.How many times did the empress dowager want her to hug her great-grandson, but at first the queen mother refused, and later the great-grandson refused.

Alas, the empress dowager is worried.

After waiting for the queen to go for almost a year, the empress dowager mentioned the matter of making another queen for the saint.

"Grandmother, grandson doesn't want to be a queen anymore."

"Saint, this is not acceptable. Even poor families will remarry after their daughter-in-law dies. The saint no longer remarries, so isn't there no one to take care of the virtuous son?" The grandson is so good, how can he be a bachelor? !

Cough, cough, aren't those concubines in the palace women?How can you be considered a bachelor?

Those are concubines not wives.

A man without a wife is a widower.

"Grandmother, after standing up again, with a son-in-law, how can Xian'er live a good life?"

"Why don't you straighten one up and pick out the unborn ones?"

"A concubine is a concubine, how can you use a concubine as a wife." The sage shook his head and refused. According to the law, if a concubine is a wife, if you have to stick twenty and move three hundred miles, you have to be demoted back to be a concubine.The censor of the imperial court is grabbing those nobles who broke the law, and is working hard against the criminal law one by one.

"Poor my good grandson. There is no daughter-in-law." The Empress Dowager cried for a while, and was laughed at by the babbling great-grandson, who wiped his tears with a handkerchief.

She hugged her great-grandson and kissed her a few times, "Xian'er, when you grow up, you should honor your father well."

These are the earliest memories of the prince that Lin Xi could find.

A god of learning is a god of learning, such a small thing can still leave an impression on the brain cells.

But what's the use of these?Lin Xi resented that no matter how good your father was to you, he would inevitably imprison you in the end.You can't help being unwilling, and you've reached a dead end.

He was aimlessly searching for the memories of his previous life, when a low report came from outside the screen.

"My lord, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has sent people from the Sewing Bureau to ask my lord to try on the wedding dress."

The two servants who were rubbing the crown prince's shoulders quietly stopped and retreated to the background of the bookcase.

"Big wedding? What year is this big wedding? Good! A cake seller. The prince's big wedding is five years away from being abolished. Five years!"

"Tell them to wait in the side hall, and go there alone."

These were the first words the prince said after waking up this morning, and it was still a gentle, clear, energetic and sunny voice.

The entire East Palace, following the words of the prince, regained its vitality.All the people seemed to have become alive from the state of stiff, expressionless puppets.Even the flowers, plants and trees in the yard began to sway under the warm sunshine in late spring.