槽寳 Zhoubai

"Gu wants to choose the successor prince from the clan, hold a banquet five days later, and bring him over to show Gu and the queen."

"The minister obeys the order."

Five days later, at the banquet, the women of the clan brought their own little Douding.

"The king, the queen is here."

Zong Hua and Yuan Cheng were sitting, and a group of people brought their children to greet them one by one. One of the children caught their attention. The child was only three years old, with a calm manner, and was stronger than the other children. Mature, the key is extremely intelligent.

Of course Zong Hua wanted to find a smart child.

That child is called Qin Jiuliang, and he is the child of Prince Zong. Prince Zong is a hereditary title passed down from his grandfather's generation. They have been mediocre for this generation, and they have not done much in the court. The strength of their mother's family and father's family is not strong. .

And there is another thing that Zong Hua and Yuan Cheng like, that is, the child is cute and cute, with a small face that makes people want to tease him.

Zong Hua and Yuan Cheng looked at each other, knowing it in their hearts, Zong Hua said: "Prince Zong, come up and let Gu take a closer look."

As soon as these words came out, the prince and princess of the clan were extremely happy, and with a grateful smile on their faces, they hurriedly pushed Qin Jiuliang forward.

The Zongqin Wangfei was so happy. If this child was favored, then no one would shake her position in the palace. Even the Zongqin Wang would not dare to touch the future king's biological mother.

Those who were not selected at the side naturally looked enviously at the chosen son. Mrs. Zhongyong Houfu looked at other children, step by step, showing extraordinary bearing, and then looked back at her own children .

The little one held the pastry in one hand, and his chubby face was full of crumbs. When he saw himself looking at him, he raised his head to look at him with admiration, and smiled silly: "Mother, you eat, it's delicious, tasty."

"Eat, eat, eat, the food at home is not short of your food."

My silly child felt helpless, but he still took a handkerchief and gently wiped his mouth and hands for his own child.

It doesn't matter if you don't get selected, the little guy won't be able to see himself making trouble.

Qin Jiuliang stepped forward, bowed to Zong Hua and Yuan Cheng with a sullen face: "Long live the king and the queen."

Zong Hua smiled amiably, and asked, "What's your name, and how old are you?"

Qin Jiuliang looked at the friendly smiles of the two people on the stage, the tension in his heart dissipated a bit, his face relaxed, and he said: "If you go back to the king, the boy's name is Qin Jiuliang, and he is three years old this year."

Zong Hua said again: "Have you read, read, and practiced martial arts?"

Qin Jiuliang replied honestly: "I have read "Great Learning" and "The Doctrine of the Mean" in the Four Books, but I haven't dabbled in the Five Classics, nor have I been exposed to martial arts."

Zong Hua smiled with satisfaction: "That's right, that's good, I've read this at a young age, do you know why you want to attend this banquet?"

Qin Jiuliang: "I know that the king and queen have a deep relationship, and there is no son to inherit the grand ceremony, so the clan son is required to inherit the future grand line."

Zong Hua nodded and jokingly said, "Hahaha, that's right, the solitary is asking you, do you think you can fall into the solitary's eyes?"

Qin Jiuliang bowed his head, his voice was not cowardly, but his will was firm: "The boy thought that the boy could fall into the eyes of the king and queen."

Zong Hua laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you are so courageous, and Gu likes you. From now on, Gu will enshrine you as the Prince of Qin, and you will live in the Taihua Palace, where Gu and the queen will teach you personally."

Qin Jiuliang breathed a sigh of relief, "Boy, thank you King for your kindness."

Zong Hua continued with a smile, "Where is the princess of the clan?"

The princess of the clan stepped forward and knelt down: "The minister's wife is here."

Zong Hua said with a sullen face: "From now on, this child is going to be the one who inherits the orphanage. You can go back and help pack up some valuables and send them to the palace."

The clan and princess knelt down to thank Bai En: "Yes, my wife knows."

After the banquet was over, Qin Jiuliang was announced by Zonghua to the world, and the Prince Zong's mansion helped clean up some things overnight. In the morning, Prince Zong was happy and patted his three-year-old son on the shoulder.

"My son is intelligent, and he has the demeanor of being a father."

Qin Jiuliang was indifferent to this belated and hypocritical fatherly love from the bottom of his heart, and there was still no joy or anger on his face: "Prince Zong, I will leave this hall. Thank you Prince Zong for your kindness in giving birth to children in the past three years."

Hearing the tone of voice, Prince Zong knew that Qin Jiuliang wanted to distance himself from him. He was annoyed and mocked: "Oh, why, you just became the prince and didn't recognize you as your own father?"

Qin Jiuliang: "Prince Zong, don't forget how my mother and concubine and I have spent the past three years. Be acquainted, so don't show off your hypocrisy. I won't care about the previous things with you, but if you still If you hang around in front of the main hall, the lost memories of the main hall will also emerge."

Clan Prince Mu was stunned, he didn't expect this three-year-old child to have such brains, such aura, looking at his immature leaving back, he felt helpless in his heart.

In the imperial study room, Zong Hua said, "Here we come."

Qin Jiuliang looked at Zong Hua with a bit of confusion on his face: "Yes."

Zong Hua smiled and saw his entanglement: "Call my father immediately from now on."

Qin Jiuliang listened, his eyes lit up, no matter what Zong Hua's plan was, Qin Jiuliang knew at this moment, and he regarded himself as his own child: "Yes, father."

Qin Jiuliang was actually terrified, but he knew that because the king favored the queen alone, had no children, and was unwilling to accept a concubine, he chose him as the prince. However, if they had another child later, what would he do? The only thing he could do was Yes, study hard to meet Zong Hua's requirements, even higher than his expectations, so that he will not be abandoned.

Half a year after Qin Jiuliang entered the palace, the weather turned cold, and the first snow fell.

At night, Zong Hua was still correcting the memorial, Yuan Cheng delivered porridge to Zong Hua, and was left to accompany Zong Hua.

In the imperial study room, there is a soft bed on the inside, which is reserved for the emperor to rest after being tired of correcting the memorials, and now it is under Yuan Cheng's body.

She leaned on the couch and flipped through the pages of the book, and suddenly thought of Qin Jiuliang, she asked, "Is Jiuliang too nervous?"

Zong Hua focused on two things and said, "Maybe."

Yuan Cheng: "It's not good to be so tense."

Zong Hua: "Can't he wait until he thinks about it? We need our help in everything, how to manage Qin in the future."

Yuan Cheng: "Then you have to give him a chance to open up, he is bored in the palace every day."

Zong Hua: "I see, Muxiu will take you out of the palace tomorrow to have fun."

Yuan Cheng smiled: "That's what you said, if you have something to do temporarily, you are not allowed to drag me to accompany you."

With a bitter face, Zong Hua shook her sour hand and said, "Then come over and help me change it together. There are so many, and I don't know what those people are doing for food."

Yuan Cheng flipped through the book: "Do my own thing, I haven't even finished reading the book."

Zong Hua raised her head, walked to Yuan Cheng and sat down, took the book in her hand, and said, "Help me, my hands are sore."

Yuan Cheng pushed away the person lying on top of him: "Speak well, the king of a country let others see, how decent is Cheng."

Zong Hua smiled, raised the corners of her mouth, leaned her head forward, kissed Yuan Cheng's face again and again, Yuan Cheng dodged with a helpless smile, and pushed her shoulder with one hand: "Okay, okay, If you are convinced, I will help you."

Zong Hua succeeded, smiled, kicked off her shoes, rolled onto the couch, lay beside Yuan Cheng, and said with a smile: "The queen is indeed a cunning fox."

Yuan Cheng smiled angrily, "When was I cunning?"

Zong Hua held Yuan Cheng's request with both hands, lay her head on her lap, and said, "Look, I begged you before, but you didn't want to, but as soon as I kissed you, you did, doesn't that explain anything? "

Yuan Cheng chuckled, with a smile on his face, then got up mercilessly, leaving Zong Hua with his head on the bed alone.

Zong Hua covered her head and laughed loudly: "The queen is furious."

Yuan Cheng sat on Zong Hua's seat before, holding her pen, with a dangerous smile on the corner of his mouth: "Do you want the king's hand or not?"

Zong Hua immediately buried her head in the quilt beside her, muffled: "The queen has worked hard, she is going to sleep alone."

The next day, the sun was just right and the spring breeze was warm. Yuan Cheng got up, put on his clothes in front of the bed, and said, "Get up quickly, I'll call Jiu Liang."

Zong Hua stretched out a white hand lazily under the quilt and said, "Got it."

.........

"Father, mother, where are we going?"

Yuan Cheng stopped him early in the morning, saying that he would go out of the palace with them today.

Zong Hua propped her chin and said with a smile, "I will show you how to be considerate to the people, so that you can be an excellent king in the future."

When the vehicle drove to Zhengwu Gate, Zong Hua Yuancheng took Qin Jiuliang out of the carriage, and they wandered around the bustling Yidu City just like ordinary people.

As they walked, Qin Jiuliang was young and old, with an adult disposition, but he couldn't hold back his curiosity. Everything he saw was new, and the curiosity in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

Qin Jiuliang noticed a child crying for his father to hug him, the man smiled softly, leaned over to hug him, and laughed.

Qin Jiuliang was born and never got these things. His eyes were a little envious. Yuan Cheng and Zong Hua, who had been paying attention, both noticed Qin Jiuliang's gaze.

Yuan Cheng bent down, looked at him at the same level, and said with a gentle smile, "Jiu Liang, do you want to hug me?"

Qin Jiuliang listened, his heart was happy, his eyes were bright, but dimmed again, he said solemnly: "Mother, concubine, no need, I am an older child."

Zong Hua chuckled and patted his little head: "Hahaha."

Zong Hua immediately hugged Qin Jiuliang, "You don't want to hug you, I just want to hug you."

"Father..."

Qin Jiuliang struggled, his little face flushed, he felt so shy, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he behaved politely.

Feeling his struggle, Zong Hua patted his shoulder lightly: "Be honest, it is impossible to go to your concubine's arms."

Qin Jiuliang couldn't struggle, so he had to lie on Zonghua's shoulder honestly, and whispered, "I didn't want to be hugged by my concubine."

Zong Hua snorted and smiled: "In the end, it's like this. Your mother and concubine belong to me alone, so don't covet it."

Hearing what she said, Yuan Cheng leaned on her back, gritted his teeth and said, "What are you talking about with a child?"

Zong Hua hugged Qin Jiuliang and laughed, leaned into Yuan Cheng's ear and whispered, "Say, I adore you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly stepped forward with Qin Jiuliang in his arms, and said to Qin Jiuliang while walking, "Hurry up, or your mother and concubine will criticize me again."

Qin Jiuliang was led, his brows and eyes were curved, inexplicably relaxed and happy, and he laughed.

The memory of this period of going out of the palace will forever be engraved in Qin Jiuliang's bones and blood. The mischievousness of the father and the concubine's connivance and helplessness, the noise in the street is full of happiness, the sadness of living on the street, with tattered clothes, begging on the street, Qin Jiuliang did not dare to forget the scene after scene, and it also made him want to ascend the throne from the bottom of his heart, because of the smiles on those faces, and for those who still can't eat and can't escape the cold in winter.

.........

After a long time, Qin Jiuliang also grew into a handsome figure of Fengshen, and now he is kneeling in front of the dragon couch with a sad face.

"After the orphan dies, the orphan will be buried with the queen, understand?"

Qin Jiuliang lowered his head, hiding the sadness and hesitation in his eyes: "I understand."

Zong Hua reached out and patted Qin Jiuliang on the shoulder, "Qin Guo, I'll leave it to you."

Qin Jiuliang was solemn, with a determined face: "Father, don't worry, Qin's sons and ministers will do their best to take care of it, and the Qin National Congress will look like a new one."

Zong Hua smiled, as if seeing something, raised one hand, and touched the air: "Stop talking, I saw your concubine mother, she, came to pick me up."