King's Landing [Rebirth]

In a blink of an eye, the prince has grown to three years old. He is carved with jade, can run and dance, and speaks childishly. He is extremely cute. Such a cute little bun did not come out of his own stomach. , he entangled Sima Rong in the joy of fish and water, endlessly, and almost tortured a good emperor who worked hard to govern into a faint emperor who "the king will not go to court early".

One night, Wang Shuzhi was still dissatisfied, and expressed his desire to come again with a look on his face. Sima Rong slapped his smiling face away, and lay helplessly on the dragon couch and sighed: "Don't make trouble, I still have some books to ask." batch."

Wang Shuzhi was full of grievances: "Your Majesty, I didn't make trouble, but I have my own difficulties."

Sima Rong has long been accustomed to his goosebump-filled self-proclaiming, so he didn't have a particularly big reaction. He just slightly raised his eyelids and asked calmly, "I don't know what's wrong with Aiqing?"

Wang Shuzhi hurriedly corrected: "It is Aiqing during the day, but it should be Qingqing at night."

Sima Rong choked for a moment, and said kindly: "Then what is Qingqing's difficulty?"

Wang Shuzhi sat up and looked at him affectionately, took his hand and pressed it to his abdomen: "Touch it."

At this moment, the two were still naked, and Sima Rong's palm was pressed against the firm, well-defined, and even sweaty abdomen, and he couldn't help feeling thirsty, and the palm lingered for a long time. From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the memorials piled up on the desk outside, hurriedly looked away, and asked in a hoarse voice, "I touched it too, what do you want to say?"

Wang Shuzhi blinked, and said with a resentful expression: "I have been in the palace for more than three years, and I have monopolized the favor of the king Yulu, but unfortunately I haven't done anything yet, and my heart is terrified. I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sima Rong had already choked on his own saliva and coughed so loudly.

"Yan Qing!" Wang Shuzhi was startled, and hurriedly helped him up and patted his back, "Are you okay?"

Sima Rong lay on his shoulder, his face flushed from coughing, he couldn't laugh or cry, it took him a while to recover, and he raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile: "Go on."

Seeing that he was fine, Wang Shuzhi returned to his previous appearance of resenting his husband. He touched his belly and said: "I have always wanted to give birth to a child for Your Majesty. Your Majesty must understand my hard work!"

Sima Rong almost coughed again, held it back for a while, and said with difficulty: "Plow hard..."

"Exactly! How about we do it again? Maybe we can get pregnant this time!"

Sima Rong stared at him with a slumped face, and after a long silence, he finally recovered his voice: "Even if I do it ten thousand times, even if I can really conceive, it can't be in your stomach, right?"

Wang Shuzhi asked with a studious face, "Is that in your stomach?"

Sima Rong choked again.

Wang Shuzhi laughed softly, and returned to his previous rascal appearance, raised his arms to hug him, leaned on his ear, and bewitched him while kissing: "It doesn't matter if you were born or I was born, you have to work hard." , let's do it again."

Sima Rong let the hot air out of his mouth make his heart flutter, and restrained himself: "No, I still want to..."

He was blocked before he finished speaking, Wang Shuzhi put his lips in his mouth and kissed him, and said vaguely while kissing: "You still want it? Coincidentally, I still want it too."

Sima Rong knew that he deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, but he still made his hands and feet weak when he said this sentence. After a while, he was teased by his increasingly skillful techniques, and his breath became short of breath and his whole body became hot.

Needless to say, it was another night of ecstasy.

With Wang Shuzhi's nonsense, Sima Rong slept soundly and soundly every night. The kind of thing that His Majesty the Emperor diligently and lovingly reviewed the memorials every day until the middle of the night was so tired that he would die or live with pain had never happened to him.

Fortunately, His Majesty the Emperor does not need to do everything personally. The virtuous and capable empress will handle all kinds of memorials for him every day. If it is not important or urgent, it will be directly handed over to the shogunate. If it is important or not urgent, it will be handed over to the Minister For processing, urgent and important ones were directly handed over to the emperor. Of course, the emperor would not be deceived, and those notes that were not directly sent to his desk would be compiled into a book for him to read.

Therefore, even if Sima Rong was tortured every night, it would not affect the handling of government affairs the next day.

The so-called husbands and wives are of one heart, and their profit cuts gold. Since Sima Rong ascended the throne, the court has flourished, and the people's life has become more and more stable. A year ago, a successful Northern Expedition was made, and the territory was smoothly pushed northward. Everything is developing in a good direction.

With such outstanding political achievements in just three years, Sima Rong naturally became more and more powerful. Now no one dares to underestimate this once sick and weak prince, and besides, there is a queen who is in charge of power and holds multiple positions. Courtiers We don't dare to have extra thoughts anymore, we can only work hard, work diligently, and put our heads down.

As the weather turned colder and Sima Rong's birthday was approaching, the courtiers were worried about it. They had to make the banquet impressive without being extravagant and wasteful. Everyone in the imperial court was very busy, but Sima Rong, the birthday prince, was at leisure.

It just so happened that there were no major affairs in the court recently, Wang Shuzhi thought that the daily life of the couple was mostly taken up by the little buns, so he decided to take Sima Rong out of the palace to the world of two people, and celebrate Sima Rong's birthday in private one day in advance.

Sima Rong readily agreed.

Wang Shuzhi suggested: "Why don't we go to Mount Shogunate as a revisit?"

Sima Rong recalled the scene in the shogunate, his eyes were soft, and he smiled and said, "OK".

The two originally planned to leave the palace early, but unexpectedly they were entangled by the little bun for a long time before they were able to escape. By the time they sneaked out without knowing the little bun's clothes, it was already past noon, luckily it was the autumn season, neither cold nor hot, very comfortable.

In order not to attract attention, they only brought a few guards with them, and they swayed leisurely and leisurely. When they reached the foot of the Mufu Mountain, Wang Shuyan suddenly smiled mysteriously, and whispered under Sima Rong's surprised eyes: "I will You have prepared a gift."

Sima Rong's curiosity was aroused: "What?"

"Put it in the shogunate temporarily, and I'll fetch it for you." Wang Shuzhi kissed him on the lips, and was about to get up, "You wait for me here, I'll be back soon."

Sima Rong nodded, seeing Wang Shuzhi jumped out of the carriage, he raised the curtain and looked at his back, thinking that the staff in the shogunate should not be there today when he was resting, so he also got out of the carriage, intending to take a breather here.

After standing there for a while, laughter suddenly came from not far away. Sima Rong looked up, and happened to meet the group of staff, and it was too late to avoid it.

He is the king of a country with a noble status, so he is naturally not afraid of being seen by others. Although he was a little caught off guard, he has no intention of returning to the car. His face turned pale, and he looked at him with extremely complicated eyes.

Sima Rong looked at their weird and distorted faces and couldn't help guessing: Could it be that they already know my identity?But it's not like, there is no fear on their faces, and there is no intention to kneel down to salute...

The leader, Zhao Changshi, led a group of people striding forward. Sima Rong raised his hand to stop the guards who were tense and about to draw their swords to stop him.

Everyone was taken aback by this battle, and saw the guards back away, and then they came back to their senses, Zhao Changshi took two steps forward, seeing that Sima Rong didn't speak, he had to say hello first: "Mr. Yan Qing, this is... ... came to see the prime minister?"

Sima Rong's eyebrows twitched slightly, knowing that he didn't know his identity, so he didn't reveal it at all, so he smiled and nodded: "Exactly."

Master Ji behind the crowd snorted coldly and didn't speak. The others also looked unhesitating, looking at him with contempt.

Sima Rong was really baffled. When he was in the shogunate, Master Ji managed to handle him a little bit, but later he worked well together and got along quite happily, as did the others. Why do they all look at themselves as enemies now?And they all know that Wang Shuzhi has become a queen, so it stands to reason that they should have sympathy for him, the former male favorite, even if they don't sympathize, it wouldn't be such an attitude, right?Could it be that they are all the kind of people who follow others and add insult to injury?It's not like either.Why is everything different from what he expected?

Zhao Changshi was kind and kind. Seeing that everyone else was acting too obviously, he looked a little embarrassed, so he quickly smiled and smoothed things over: "The prime minister is in the palace now, it's inconvenient to see you, please go back."

Sima Rong smiled and said, "The Prime Minister is here, I watched him go in, and I'll wait for him here."

Zhao Changshi was surprised. He wanted to say something, but he hesitated for a while, but he didn't say anything, and the others didn't mean to. The scene was a little awkward for a while.

At this time, Wang Shuzhi came out of the shogunate with his sleeves wrapped around him. Seeing so many people outside, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Isn't Xiu Mu today? Why are you here?"

A group of people hurriedly saluted him, Zhao Changshi replied: "The subordinates went to swim the Qinhuai River together, just came back, and happened to meet Mr. Yan Qing here."

"Oh...it's a coincidence." Wang Shuzhi nodded and smiled meaningfully.

Zhao Changshi saw that he turned his eyes to Sima Rong, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "Prime Minister, please take a step to speak." Before Wang Shuzhi could agree, he took a step forward and grabbed his sleeve before pulling him away. Walking aside, he finally stopped, wiped off his cold sweat and bowed his hands to Wang Shuzhi, "I hope the prime minister will forgive me for my offense."

Wang Shuzhi looked down into the sleeves, raised his hand to straighten the cuffs, smiled indifferently, and said with great interest: "It's okay, tell me, what do you want to say?"

Zhao Changshi didn't pay attention to his behavior, he bowed his head for a while, and said earnestly: "Please forgive me for talking too much, the prime minister is now the empress, and you must not get involved with Mr. Yan Qing anymore. The emperor is the Mingjun, and the prime minister and the emperor Husband and wife live in harmony, and the ruler and his ministers win each other. It is really a good story. If the Prime Minister is confused for a while and then gets involved with that flamboyant person, firstly, he will be sorry to the emperor, and secondly, he will bring trouble to himself. Please think again, Prime Minister!"

Wang Shuzhi thought he had heard it wrong, and he looked surprised: "Sexy? Who are you talking about?"

Zhao Changshi thought he was upset, but he still bit the bullet and replied, "Yan...Mr. Yan Qing."

Wang Shuzhi blinked, and burst out laughing with a "poof": "Yan Qing is flirtatious? Why do you think so? I remember that in the court, the emperor said that he wanted to make me queen, but Mr. Kang couldn't stop him. He mentioned that I once had a male favourite. But she also tried to get her hands on the position of empress, and yelled at me, saying that I am promiscuous, this word should be placed on me, why did it go to Yan Qing again?"

He didn't deliberately lower his voice, and Sima Rong was extremely sensitive to his voice, so he could hear it clearly, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and looking towards him.

Zhao Changshi was even more embarrassed. He had never seen anyone vying for such a reputation as flirtatious. Fortunately, he was no stranger to the shameless appearance of the prime minister, so he had to endure the embarrassment and continued: "I hope you will speak my heartfelt words." Prime Minister think twice. Young Master Yan Qing was indeed very capable when he was in the shogunate, but after all he failed the prime minister's love, this kind of flirtatious person..."

Wang Shuzhi interrupted him: "Wait, wait, I'm a little confused, where do you see that he is a fool?"

Zhao Changshi said honestly: "Today belongs to the lower reaches of the Qinhuai River. I saw him and Mr. Lu on the same boat with his own eyes. His behavior was intimate and his expression was ambiguous..."

Wang Shuzhi was silent for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing.

Everyone around looked over.

Zhao Changshi said anxiously: "Young Master Yan Qing is originally from Lord Lu's house, he might have become Lord Lu's guest of honor a long time ago, but he came to provoke the prime minister again, the prime minister must stay away from such a person!"

Wang Shuzhi laughed so hard that tears almost came out: "You... you... are really worried about the truth..."

Zhao Changshi had a bitter face: Who said it wasn't? Originally, he thought it was the prime minister's court towards Qin Muchu, but who knew that it was Mr. Yan Qing who was the prime minister.

After laughing enough, Wang Shuzhi cleared his throat, and said with an innocent face: "But... Yan Qing is so beautiful, the truth can't control me..."

Zhao Changshi was dumbfounded and stomped his feet angrily: "Prime Minister! Be careful! It will be terrible if the emperor hears it!"

Wang Shuzhi looked at his worried and eager face, and was not unmoved, but couldn't bear the funny misunderstanding at the moment, and couldn't help laughing again.

Zhao Changshi sighed again and again, he didn't know what kind of madness the prime minister was making, he wished to drag him into the shogunate, so as not to come out and cause trouble to his upper body.

Sima Rong listened to the general idea, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

With his smile, the others were not happy, and all glared at him.

At this moment, a carriage galloped up, kicking up a cloud of dust, and everyone looked sideways, and saw the carriage stopped in front of it, and a short and puffy little bun was carried out of the carriage, and the little bun fell to the ground in one fell swoop. Weeping loudly, he broke away from the person holding him, and shot straight at Sima Rong like an arrow from the string, yelling loudly with snot and tears: "Father, why didn't you take me when you came out to play..."

The surroundings fell into deathly silence, only the little bun threw himself into Sima Rong's arms and sobbed.

A gust of cool wind blows in, rolling a few cypress leaves and slowly falling to the ground.

"Plop—" I don't know whose legs were weak first, and fell to the ground first, and then everyone woke up, "Shua la la" knelt on the ground in an instant.

"Long live the emperor! Long live the prince! Your highness is a thousand years old! I have offended Tianyan! I have committed a death penalty!"

Sima Rong touched the little bun's head, raised his eyes and said, "Those who don't know are innocent, you all get up. The Prime Minister and I are just out for fun, passing by here, don't be nervous."

The little bun also turned around and said in a milky voice, "Get up, don't be nervous."

Everyone stood up one after another, with cold sweat dripping down their backs.

Sima Rong knew that they needed time to slow down, so he didn't plan to stay longer, and said to Wang Shuzhi, "Let's go."

When Xiao Baozi heard this, he burst into tears again, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly: "Where are you going? Don't leave me behind!"

Sima Rong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pointed to the top of the mountain behind: "We're going to climb the mountain, and we'll take you with us."

Little Baozi nodded fiercely, but still felt aggrieved, sobbing and wiping away his tears next to his leg, when he saw Wang Shuzhi approaching, he hugged his leg again, raised his face and shouted eagerly: "Daddy! "

Wang Shuzhi smiled and squeezed his face: "Oh, who made His Highness cry? A man doesn't cry easily, are you a good man?"

The little bun stared wide-eyed, and instantly stopped crying: "Yes!"

The people in the shogunate next to him were no longer so nervous when they were interrupted by Xiao Baozi.

Wang Shuzhi looked at Sima Rong, with a deep smile in his eyes, and put his hand into his sleeve: "I brought out the present." He stretched out his hand and brought it in front of him, and there was a cute little milk cat lying on his palm.

Zhao Changshi's eyes widened: Isn't this the cub my cat just gave birth to? !

Sima Rong was slightly surprised, took it over at a loss, and said with a smile, "It's so soft...how should I hold it? Why did you think of giving me a kitten?"

Wang Shuzhi leaned closer to his ear: "I always thought that your sex is too big, like a cat."

Sima Rong was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, looking at him with gentle eyes: "I don't know if what you said is true, let's raise it and see."

The little bun was sandwiched between the two of them, with his face up and his feet struggling for a long time, but he couldn't see what treasure was in Sima Rong's hand. Thinking that they left him and sneaked out of the palace today, there is something interesting now. Without showing it to myself, I burst into tears again with a "wow".

Wang Shuzhi laughed, picked him up and put him on his shoulders: "Look."

The little bun sat on his shoulder, his eyes fell on Sima Rong's palm, he widened his eyes and shouted in surprise, "Wow! Tiger! What a small tiger!"

Xiao Baozi had never seen a cat in the palace, only seen the tiger in the picture album, and his childish words made everyone around him laugh.

Wang Shuzhi patted him on the leg: "Come on, let's climb the mountain." He stretched out a hand to hold Sima Rong, and the family of three led the guards to the back mountain.

All the staff members turned their heads to look at their backs, standing against the wind, their eyes glazed over: Are the emperor and Young Master Yan Qing the same person?What the hell is going on?

Over there, Sima Rong hugged the little milk cat, and chatted with Wang Shuzhi as he walked: "Presumably, King An and Master Lu also came out to celebrate their birthdays in private today. It's a coincidence that someone from the shogunate bumped into them."

Although Sima Rong and Yuan Sheng are brothers, they are not close. First, Sima Rong has a cold temper, and second, Yuan Sheng is shy and introverted, so they seldom talk to each other. But after all, they are close relatives. Yuan Sheng is very generous, needless to say all kinds of favors on weekdays, this time the two celebrated their birthdays at the same time, and he even rewarded Yuan Sheng with a painting boat early, presumably it was the painting boat that he and Lu Zixiu traveled on the Qinhuai River today.

Wang Shuzhi smiled and said: "It's no wonder they misunderstood it until now. King An lives in seclusion and rarely shows up in front of people. Today can be regarded as the sun coming out from the west."

Little Baozi half-understood what the two said, so he stopped listening and turned his attention to the little milk cat. He hugged Wang Shuzhi's head: "Daddy, Daddy! I want that tiger!"

Wang Shuzhi shook his head: "No, it belongs to your father."

The little bun acted like a baby: "Daddy——"

Wang Shuzhi firmly shook his head.

Little Baozi turned to Sima Rong again: "Father, I want this tiger!"

Sima Rong shook his head: "No, your father gave it to me."

The little bun continued to act coquettishly: "Father——"

Sima Rong lowered his head and patted the little milk cat. Under the envious eyes of the little bun, he refused again with a firm heart: "This is a birthday gift from your father to the emperor. The emperor can't give it to you. If you want it, let your father give it to you." You find one."

Little Baozi knew that there was no hope for him here, so he turned his head to grind Wang Shuzhi again: "Daddy! I want a tiger, I want a tiger!"

Wang Shuzhi raised his hand and touched his head: "When you grow up, go hunting by yourself, and you can have as many as you want."

The little bun is not easy to fool: "I want it now! It's too far to grow up, I'm in a hurry!"

Wang Shuzhi laughed, but he refused.

Little Baozi shook his head in his arms: "Daddy--Daddy--Good Daddy--"

"Yes, yes, good son." Wang Shuzhi's heart was like a rock.

The little bun pulled his hair up and shouted, "Daddy, daddy! Empress father—"

"Cough—" Sima Rong on the side choked on his saliva, and the guards with sharp ears slipped and almost fell down.

The little bun opened his voice and shouted, "Father——"

Anyway, there are no ordinary people near the shogunate, so Wang Shuzhi patted him on the head with indulgence and enjoyment, not afraid of revealing his identity: "Hey! Good son!"

Sima Rong rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "What's this called? Who taught you?"

The little bun has "pure" written on the left face and "ignorant" written on the right: "Daddy taught me."

The guards at the back wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, their faces flushed red.

Sima Rong wanted to correct him, but after thinking about it, there seemed to be nothing wrong. He really couldn't laugh or cry. He looked at Wang Shuzhi, and was facing a pair of smug smiling eyes. , let’s call it that.”

Wang Shuzhi smiled brightly, took the little bun from his shoulders, pinched his pink and tender face: "I will give you a little tiger when I go back to my father."

The little bun was so happy, he kicked his legs and cheered.

Talking and laughing, they soon reached the top of the mountain. The little bun came up for the first time, screaming in surprise, and ran around the gazebo like having fun. After running enough, he saw the two fathers standing in front of the railing and looking into the distance. I leaned over and hugged their thighs, jumped and shouted: "I want to see it too! I want to see it too!"

Sima Rong bent down and picked him up, let him sit on his shoulders, and said with a smile, "What did you see?"

Little Baozi stretched his chubby fingers down: "Dajiang! Small boat!"

A gust of wind blew up their wide-sleeved robes, looking from a distance as if they were about to become immortals.

Sima Rong looks far to the north, and he no longer has the loneliness and helplessness he felt when he raised his eyes to see the sun, but he did not see Chang'an. Now he is the king of a country, so he can do whatever he wants to do, and regaining the great rivers and mountains in the north is no longer far away. And his dream, as long as he has the heart, as long as he puts in the effort, whether he or his son, they will always see that day coming.

Wang Shuzhi understood the feeling in his heart, and tightened his arms around his waist, solemnly and gently said: "You still have me."

Sima Rong looked at him and laughed.

Little Baozi's childish voice broke their affection: "Father, where is that?"

Sima Rong looked north along his fingers: "That's our home."

The little bun looked puzzled, and turned to look in the direction of the palace: "Isn't home there?"

Sima Rong said: "The other side of the river is our original home."

The little bun bulged his cheeks, full of doubts, but he was young, so he didn't know how to ask.

Sima Rong patiently explained: "We used to live in the north, but a group of bad people came and took our home for themselves. We were homeless, so we had to come to the south. The place where we live in the south is our new home. "

Little Baozi nodded in a daze, clenched his little hands into fists: "Shove that bad guy away!"

"Yes." Sima Rong smiled and patted his head, "Shoot the bad guys away!"

Little Baozi gazed longingly at the north: "Is our home beautiful?"

"nice."

"Is there any fish to eat there?"

"Have."

"Are the flowers there nice?"

"nice."

"Then I will grow up quickly and help my father fight bad people together!"

"it is good."