After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

At the end of summer and autumn, chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

July tenth, too!The birthday of the ancestor emperor.The one-year-old and four-month-old Prince Xun's son Gu Yucheng, accompanied by Princess Qingzhao and his wife, walked into the imperial city of the Great Zhou Dynasty with his plump little feet.

Because Princess Qingzhao and Princess Ning are both due to give birth in August, Gu Xiu specially chose this compromise date.

In early autumn, it is neither hot nor cold.

The youngest son doesn't have to be so restrained in the palace.

After the court meeting that day, Gu Xiu brought all the officials to burn incense and sacrifice to the ancestors in the Fengxian Hall.The two monarchs and ministers changed into their regular clothes and drank tea with Princess Qingzhao in the upper hall of the Xuanzheng Palace.

Princess Qingzhao, who was about to give birth, was wearing an amber palace gown with large sleeves, and her tall belly could hardly be seen under the cover of the robe.Her shiny black hair was tied up only with hosta, her face was lightly covered with powder, and her face was glowing red, making her look more elegant and dignified.

When Gu Xiu and Han Mochu came to the upper hall, Gu Jinzheng took Shanggong Wu to explain the young son's eating preferences and living habits in detail, while the son-in-law Zhuo Ying sat aside, holding the young son in one hand, and giving a piece to Princess Qingzhao from time to time. Freshly cut honeydew melon.

Ever since Princess Qingzhao became pregnant, the son-in-law Zhuo Yi would take a few volumes of poetry and read them to the little person in the princess' womb every day.Concubine Ning Xu Jingrou also pulled Gu You to read to the child in her womb when she learned about it. As a result, the ignorant Prince Ning fell asleep on Xu Jingrou's stomach within less than a stick of incense.

As soon as Gu Xiu entered the threshold, he waved his hand to signal that everyone in the hall would be exempt from attending.Sitting very naturally behind the dragon case above, listening to the conversation between his elder sister and Shanggong Wu.

"Aunt Wu, please remember that Cheng'er likes to eat meat and meat. Remember to add some vegetables to the porridge every day. Even if he doesn't like to eat, he can still swallow a few mouthfuls along with the porridge." Princess Qingzhao said, While reaching out to tease the child in the concubine's arms: "My aunt's Cheng'er is a little tiger, he likes to eat meat the most, doesn't he?"

"The little master is a boy, eat more meat and grow strong." Shanggong Wu also half-kneeled in front of the boy with her skirt lifted, her eyes full of love: "In the future, Aunt Wu will raise the little master strong Strong and tall, okay?"

The little man didn't know if he understood, and he became happy in an instant.The little hands that are like buns are grinning innocently, and the round face is like a cooked Lantern Festival, which looks glutinous and sweet.

Gu Xiu sat on the top seat, feeling a little unexplainable in his heart.

It is clear that the little tiger in the mouth of the eldest sister was him, and the little master in the mouth of Shanggong Wu is also him.

Usually, when he came back from the previous dynasty or he hadn't seen his eldest sister for a long time, the Shang Palace Wu and Princess Qingzhao would not surround him to greet him. How long has he been in now, the two of them seem to have not seen, All he could see was the chubby little dumpling in the arms of the son-in-law.

Why do women always prefer such a soft little guy?Could it be that he was favored when he was young because he was born so soft?

"Cheng'er, look, those are Father and Yafu. Let's go over and let Father hug you?" Princess Qingzhao seemed to have finally noticed Gu Xiu who had been sitting for a long time after the dragon case. Standing up with the support of her husband, she hugged Xiao Yucheng, who was chewing on her finger, from the arms of the son-in-law, and was surrounded by everyone and walked towards Gu Xiu's dragon case.

Gu Xiu and Han Mochu got up at the same time and took two steps forward. Gu Xiu took the little chubby dumpling over with one hand, and said softly, "Good boy, call me Emperor Father."

Xiaotuanzi was still obedient even after leaving Gu Jin's embrace, calling out in a childish voice, "Auntie."

"Silly boy, it's not aunt, but father." Princess Qingzhao guided softly: "The one who is holding you is father, and this is Taifu Han. From now on, you should be called Yafu."

Xiao Yucheng looked in the direction of Princess Qingzhao's finger, a drop of saliva slowly slid down the corner of her mouth, and babbled and probed in the direction of Han Mochu.

Han Mochu opened his arms and dragged Xiaotuanzi firmly in the crook of his arms.In Han Mochu's arms, Xiaotuanzi didn't recognize him. His little furry head leaned against his chest, and his little hands grabbed the longevity lock on his chest and began to bite for a long time.

This was the first time Han Mochu held such a small child.

Gu Xiu was already a 12-year-old boy when he entered the palace as the prince's junior teacher.He just needs to teach him things like reading and martial arts.

At that time, he never thought that one day he would be able to hold such a small milk dumpling and raise him up with Gu Xiu.

This one-and-a-half-year-old little dumpling is not much bigger than a poodle. Its soft body is fragrant with milk, and its speech is vague, but it has a kind of affection that can make people full of hope.

"Father..." The little guy still couldn't call out the exact names of Yafu and Father, so he could only try his best to speak under the guidance of the princess.

"It seems that Cheng'er likes Taifu Han very much." Princess Qingzhao said comfortingly: "After a few days of teaching in the mansion, I can't call him well, but now I see Taifu Han."

"Taifu Han was born handsome and kind, so my young master naturally likes it." Shang Gong Wu who was surrounded by him also echoed with a smile.

Little master?Gu Xiu always felt that Aunt Wu was talking about him.

Han Mo was born handsome and kind, he really likes it very much.

"Eldest sister, I want to take Yucheng to play in the courtyard with Taifu Han for a while, so why don't you just talk to Aunt Wu and have some snacks?" Gu Xiu took the opportunity to suggest: "This child just entered the palace today, I think Get close to him."

"This..." Princess Qingzhao was somewhat hesitant. Holding her tall belly, she looked at her husband who was supporting her and the Shanggong Wu who surrounded her. After thinking about it, she made up her mind and said, "Forget it, then Xiu'er brings more people to follow, be careful not to bump into him. Cheng'er will run away now, you have to keep an eye on him."

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After leaving Princess Qingzhao's sight, Gu Xiu directly picked up the little dumpling from Han Mochu's arms, carried it on his neck, grabbed his two mallet-like feet with both hands, and walked all the way towards the Xuanzheng Palace. Go to the brand new courtyard.

"Your Majesty, Her Royal Highness seems to have asked you to bring more people." Han Mochu straightened his clothes and smiled side by side.

"Isn't it enough to have Yuanbao and Baoji?" As Gu Xiu walked, he could clearly feel the little tuanzi on his shoulder playing with the dragon hairpin on his head: "Besides, there is also a nanny in the Xingsheng Palace prepared for this child, so Are there not enough people?"

"His Royal Highness also said to be careful of bumping."

"How can a boy not bump into each other?" Gu Xiu said with a dignified face, "He is my son, so he won't be so delicate."

Obviously, Gu Xiu quickly adapted to his status as a gentleman.Although in front of Princess Qingzhao, he himself is still a half-grown child who has to be taken care of by others.

On the open space connecting Xingsheng Palace and Xuanzheng Palace, all kinds of decorations for young children to play have already been placed.There are swings, rockery, caves, wooden horses in the sand, and four-wheeled cars.

Xiao Yucheng went crazy as soon as he landed, and ran into the sand with his little feet.

For a while chasing a sepak takraw ball, for a while it was rocking a rocking horse, and for a while it was simply rolling on the soft sand.

In order to play wildly with this little guy, Gu Xiu also took off his outer robe and wore a single shirt with tight sleeves, running wildly with the little guy, carrying the little guy up and down.Han Mochu sat on the swing on one side and watched quietly.

Gu Xiu has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and has excellent physical strength and exuberant energy.

After playing with that little guy on the sand for more than an hour, his clothes were soaked in sweat, and he never frowned.

Xiaotuanzi ran, threw his head on Han Mochu's knee, raised his head and smiled innocently at him: "Hug! Hug!"

Han Mochu stretched out his hand and patted Xiaotuanzi, who was covered in fine sand, before he hugged Xiaotuanzi on his lap and sat on the swing together.

Gu Xiu also opened his arms, and let Yuan Bao brush off the fine sand on his body with the whisk, and sat on the swing next to Han Mochu: "Yucheng, do you want to compare with your father, who can swing higher?"

"Yes!" Xiaotuanzi replied crisply.

"Your Highness, you need to support yourself." Han Mochu took Yu Cheng's two chubby hands to support the hemp rope tied to the swing, and with his feet, the swing swung with force.

Xiao Yucheng screamed excitedly, his little feet bounced back and forth, kicking off the little boots on his feet for a moment.

It wasn't until the swing stopped that the nanny who followed him dared to come forward and put the little shoes back on for him.

"Well, fly! Fly!" Xiao Yucheng did not cooperate with the nanny's movement of putting on shoes, and continued to happily point to the swing that had just stopped: "Feifei!"

"Your Highness, you have to put on your shoes before you can play again." Han Mochu touched the sweat on the little guy's head with a smile: "Be obedient."

"Hmm..." Xiaotuanzi didn't know if he understood, but just glanced at Han Mochu's smiling face, lowered his head, and obediently put on his little boots.

"My dear son, how about letting Emperor Father push you and Yafu this time?" Gu Xiu got up and walked around behind the two of them, using his strength to swing the swing high, using the strength of the swing to swing the swing up and down. Old Gao.

Because of the strong inertia, the little guy's butt has already risen from Han Mochu's knees, only his two little hands are still firmly held by Han Mochu.

The nanny who was serving at the side was so frightened that the chubby little doll would fly off the swing at the next flick of a finger.

When the three of them were having fun on the swing, Yuan Bao, the head of internal supervision, said inappropriately: "Your Majesty, lunch is ready. The princess and consort have already used it. Aunt Wu said that if His Majesty doesn't come again, lunch will be served." It's going to be redone."

Gu Xiu leaned over his shoulder, and the swing came to a steady stop.Half-carrying and half-carrying the little dumpling on his neck, he grabbed the two short legs and said, "Let's go, go and see what delicious food Aunt Wu made."

In the past, when Gu Xiu faced those nephews, most of the time he used the image of a majestic emperor without anger.So much so that Yu Heng, the youngest son of King Ning Gu You's family, cried when he saw Gu Xiu's crown. Even though Gu Xiu was as close as his father, and gave away a bunch of food, drink and entertainment, the child still refused to buy it.

This made Toffee Jin, a grandmother, dumbfounded.

Today is the first time Han Mochu has seen Gu Xiu's naturally serious face with the corners of his mouth raised for so long.

From this it can be seen that Gu Xiu adopted this child not entirely out of guilt towards his father.

Maybe somewhere, this child really has such a relationship with him and Gu Xiu.

Under the service of the palace servants, the father and son changed out of the dirty clothes covered with fine sand, and sat down in the dining room refreshed after washing their hands.

Gu Xiu's lunch is the usual four dishes and one soup, while Xiao Tuanzi's lunch is a bowl of porridge and a plate of butter sponge cake shaped into a butterfly.

In order to feed Xiaotuanzi for lunch, the nanny called from the princess's mansion also made an exception to sit at the same table with the king.

Xiaotuanzi, who didn't eat lunch on time for the first time, was already so hungry that his chest was on his back, and he couldn't wait for the nanny to feed him, so he grabbed a spoon and wolfed down the porridge into his little mouth.Regardless of whether it is meat or vegetables, they are all swallowed into the stomach. How can there be any problems with children's picky eaters?

Xiaotuanzi, who had eaten and drank enough and played like crazy for nearly two hours, had heavy eyes and fell asleep comfortably with a finger in the nanny's arms.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness is asleep." The nanny changed Xiao Tuanzi into a more comfortable position and hugged her in her arms, and whispered a salute to Gu Xiu: "My maidservant will take His Highness down first."

"Let's just put him in the warm pavilion where I live. I will read the booklet with Taifu Han in the afternoon, and just watch him by the way." Gu Xiu's tone was extremely relaxed.

After this afternoon of getting along, Gu Xiu felt that it was not difficult to be a father to such a small group.

In the afternoon, Xiao Yucheng fell asleep peacefully holding a cloth tiger that was about the same size as him.

When Princess Qingzhao came to visit him before leaving the palace, he was still eating his thumb in a daze.

"Cheng'er, my aunt and uncle are going back. Can you stay in the palace with Father and Yafu?" Princess Qingzhao's eyes turned red, and she kissed the forehead: "Tell aunt Do not stay in the palace?"

"Hmm... yes... yes... hoo..." Xiaotuanzi, who was half asleep, rubbed his eyes and replied, before falling asleep again.

Princess Qingzhao reluctantly put Xiaotuanzi back on the crib, sniffed and said, "You heartless little villain, my aunt loves you for nothing."

The son-in-law Zhuo Ying supported Princess Qingzhao's shoulders and coaxed softly: "Cheng'er is asleep now, didn't he mean to say that he doesn't want the princess, Your Highness, don't be sad."

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault!" Princess Qingzhao pursed her lips and thumped her son-in-law Zhuo Ying's shoulders twice.Gu Jin's appearance as a young girl made Gu Xiu who was watching feel more and more aware of the correctness of his decision that day.

After Princess Qingzhao left, the quiet afternoon was peaceful.

After running wildly all afternoon, Xiao Yucheng slept soundly, neither crying nor fussing at all.

Gu Xiu and Han Mochu watched the report of the day on the long table, and glanced at the dumplings on the small bed from time to time.

"Before today, I still thought how difficult it would be to raise a child." Gu Xiu closed the memorial in his hand, and sighed: "At that time, Eldest Sister said that Yu Cheng was too young for me to take care of."

"I also feel that Your Highness the Princess is really worrying too much." Han Mochu also glanced at the calm little bed not far away: "Didn't Aunt Wu also prepare a lot of things? It can be seen that she is getting old and worrying too much."

As soon as Han Mochu finished speaking, a bunch of quilts suddenly bulged up on the calm little bed just now.Lan Yu

Sleeping all the way from noon to night, Xiaotuanzi was awakened by hunger. He held the cloth tiger and looked at the completely unfamiliar environment around him, as well as the two unfamiliar men not far from his bed. The atmosphere made the eyes of the little guy who was still angry about getting up gradually turn red, and his grievances gradually deepened, and finally he burst into tears like a thunderclap: "Auntie! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...Auntie..."

"Auntie?" Gu Xiu was stunned by the crying and the ink brush in his hand stopped, and a huge drop of ink fell on the ground: "Auntie has left the palace, there is no Auntie here now."

Xiaotuanzi, who was already crying, completely collapsed when he heard that there were no words.Regardless of whether it was dangerous or not, he stretched his calves and climbed down the high bed frame.Fortunately, Han Mochu had quick eyesight and quick hands, and took the child who was about to fall headfirst into his arms.

"Your Highness, Princess Qingzhao has already left the palace in the afternoon, and it was you who promised to accompany the minister and Your Majesty in the palace." Han Mochu looked at him with Xiaotuanzi in both hands: "Since it is a good deal, The little Highness must keep his word."

Reasoning with a child under the age of two is obviously not going to work.

Xiao Yucheng twisted her body, and broke free from Han Mochu's arms like a little live donkey.Bare feet ran to the door of the warm pavilion to the outside world and beat on the door frantically: "Auntie! Auntie! I'm looking for Auntie!"

Gu Xiu looked at it for a while while holding the pointing ink brush, and finally decided to take back the little dumpling who was beating on the door, put it on his exaggeratedly large Longshu table, picked up a rattle and pushed it in front of the little dumpling: " Cheng'er, don't cry, if you don't want to sleep, you can play here."

Seeing the rattle, Xiaotuanzi still didn't stop crying, and even started rolling on the table.The scrambling limbs almost pushed all the military affairs on the table to the ground.

Gu Xiu raised his eyes and instinctively looked at Han Mochu who was sitting opposite, his eyes were full of pleading for help.

Han Mochu searched hard in his belly for a long time, thinking that he became famous at a young age and read countless books, but why is there no book that talks about how to raise children?

The helpless monarch and his ministers could only watch Xiao Yucheng roll from one side of the book case to the other, and from the other side to this end.

And all the way a long voice called aunt.

"Your Majesty, why don't you take a cushion with your Highness and let him roll on it, maybe it will be more comfortable?" Taifu Han decided to try it first. In his opinion, since the child wants to cry, it should be in a safe and comfortable place Crying, as for when the crying will stop, he doesn't know.

Hearing this, Gu Xiu immediately pulled a cushion, placed the crying little dumpling on it smoothly, raised his head again, as if asking: "And then?"

"Your Majesty, try to bring another blanket over here, maybe you won't cry if you put it on?"

Before the second step of the child-rearing experiment between the monarch and his ministers started, Xiao Yucheng's crying attracted Shanggong Wu who was waiting outside.

"My Buddha, what are you doing, Your Majesty? How can you let the little master lie on the ground and cry?" Mrs. Wu hurried forward, hugging the crying little guy lying on the cushion: " Be good, be good, good boy stop crying, Aunt Wu is here."

"I didn't make him cry on the ground, I made him cry on the cushion." Gu Xiu's explanation seemed very weak amidst the baby's crying that gradually stopped.

"Your Majesty, you said that you and Taifu Han are so busy with so many things every day, how can you have the energy to take care of your children?" Mrs. Shanggong Wu said bluntly, shaking Xiaotuanzi who was still sobbing in her arms: "It's really pitiful for our little master, such a young I met such an unreliable father at such a young age. Forget it, let's go with Aunt Wu, Aunt Wu loves you, Aunt Wu is coaxing you."

That night, Shang Gong Wu directly took away the right to take care of the little dumpling in the palace, and confiscated all the cots and toys placed in the warm pavilion.

After Shanggong Wu's family left, the two monarchs and ministers who were finally rescued looked at the traces on the table where the small ball had rolled over, and deeply realized the hardships of raising children.

It turns out that raising a crying little dumpling is no easier than managing a country.

At least you can find someone to discuss the pending state affairs, and a soft dumpling of this size can't even discuss it.

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Lingnan Road, within the territory of Hezhou.

Respecting the Prince's Mansion, there is an outdoor peach garden lined with green bamboos in the inner courtyard.

The summer in Lingnan is extremely long and bitterly hot, and the patches of green bamboo can just block the heat.

Even under the hot summer, there is a refreshing feeling of coolness.

Duan Wang Gushen was sitting on the wheelbarrow, holding a bowl of brightly colored soup in his hand, and he fed it to the empty-eyed man opposite him very patiently: "Brother Tanqing, take another bite. It's hot, you haven't even eaten something raw, look at you, you've lost weight."

Cui Chong, who was sitting opposite him, didn't give him any response, but opened his mouth mechanically, without chewing or swallowing, until his mouth was full, and then let the soup in his mouth flow down the corner of his mouth.

Gu Shen didn't blame him, and patiently wiped the corners of Cui Chong's mouth, and continued to feed him with a very small long-handled spoon.

"Master, something happened in Beijing." Outside the bamboo grove, a man dressed as a spy in gray came in hurriedly, and knelt down in front of Gu Shen with one knee and fist.

Gu Shen's feeding wrist froze slightly, and he raised his head and turned to the spy who came to report the news. The depression in his eyes, who had been insomnia for several months, was obviously deeper, and his face became paler.

"Tell me, what happened in Beijing?"

"The son of King Xun has entered the palace, and a clear decree has been issued to officially accept the son of King Xun as the heir of the king."

"Really? I didn't expect this wolf cub to move so fast." Gu Shen put down the spoon in his hand, and then straightened up Cui Chong's appearance: "He is taking advantage of the heated discussions to give himself and that A fox paved the road. Where is Song Yu?"

"Returning to the master, Little General Song went to Beijing two days ago with a secondment letter. He said that he was very grateful to the prince for giving him the opportunity to return to the king's division. It's just that the subordinates don't understand why you made such a move. ? Didn’t that little General Song always be loyal to His Majesty?”

Gu Shen smiled stupidly and said slowly: "That's not loyalty, that's admiration, overzealous and overly paranoid admiration. The king let him enter the capital to let him see that the man he admired wholeheartedly didn't take him seriously at all. , and at the same time, how to love another person wholeheartedly. In this way, he will be jealous, extremely jealous, and with his jealousy, this king can accomplish many things."

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