Honghui is reborn in Legend of Zhen Huan, I will protect my mother

"Aunt Zhuxi, it sounds like the Royal Madam and Ama's voices outside."

Defei and Yinzhen tried to lower their voices, but Honghui still heard the noise. However, Yixiu was silent and seemed to be still sleeping.

"Squeak~"

Yinzhen pushed open the door hesitantly and walked in behind Concubine De.

Seeing that the fourth brother couldn't say a word for a long time, Concubine De offered to help him, "Zhu Xi, you go down first! I and the fourth brother are here."

After Sun Zhuxi left, there was no one else in the room. Yinzhen asked dryly, "How is Honghui?"

Honghui smiled, his face was pale and bloodless, and he looked like he had suffered a lot. "Father, my son is much better. It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you a little."

No matter how many complaints or dissatisfactions there were, as time passed, Honghui had already figured it out.

At the beginning, he was so absorbed in studying that he wanted to bring honor to his mother as soon as possible that he inevitably neglected the father-son relationship with his father, so that after his death, his father quickly forgot his existence.

There is a very reasonable saying from later generations: no matter what kind of relationship it is, it needs to be managed with care!

Yinzhen's mood eased a little. Didn't his son blame him?

"That's good. As long as you are well, Ama will be relieved."

Honghui buried his forehead in the quilt, aggrieved and about to cry out, "It's because of my son's illness that the imperial physician said that he can't study hard for the time being. So when can my son share my worries?"

Yinzhen softened his heart, strode forward and held Honghui in his arms. Upon closer inspection, he saw tears on Honghui's face.

"Honghui, don't cry. As long as you can grow up healthy, I will be satisfied! When you are well, I will teach you well and make up for the lessons you have missed during this period."

Honghui continued sobbing, "Can I often go to ask Ama for help with my homework? Mother told me not to always disturb Ama when he is doing official business, but I miss you so much!"

"Of course you can. Honghui, you can come to see Ama anytime you want. Don't listen to your mother's womanizing words. When you are six years old, Ama will move you to the front yard, okay? Then Ama will teach you your homework in the study every day."

"My son wants to see me every day, but I don't want me to be burdened. I can ask you to find a good teacher to teach me. If I don't understand something, I can go to the study and ask you!"

Honghui gradually stopped crying, and his tone and expression were full of admiration and dependence, which made Yinzhen realize for the first time that the little guy in his arms had his blood in his body and was his biological son.

"Father promised Honghui, and Honghui must also promise Father that he will stay in Yonghe Palace to recuperate and study hard after he recovers. He cannot study secretly!"

"Well, I will listen to you, and I will be filial to the Royal Father and Royal Mother on your behalf. You can just focus on your official duties!"

De Fei sat on the edge of the bed and smiled with relief: "That's right, there is no deep hatred between father and son! Even if there is any grudge, it was instigated by someone. Now that I see that you two have such a good relationship, I am relieved. After all, no big mistake has been made."

"Old Four, do you understand now? You need to be in control of your backyard. Don't leave all the affairs of the mansion to Rouze."

Yinzhen held Honghui in his arms, patting his back gently with his right hand from time to time, and fell into deep thought.

How can you rule the world if you can't control your own house? Mother was right. He didn't have enough control over the backyard, so Honghui suffered an unexpected disaster last night. Rouze has always been simple and kind, but the people who serve her may not be so. It is possible that they made Rouze's mind crooked, and almost harmed Honghui.

Yinzhen was unwilling to admit that he had made a mistake and was still trying to make excuses for Rouze in his heart. The emperor's teaching was just right, and those cunning servants were gone. Rouze was able to reform and no longer have the intention to harm others.

Not to mention that Yinzhen had the idea of ​​intervening in the backyard from then on, this was also the beginning of his establishment of the Sticking Rod Office and the Blood-Guillotined Dagger.

Ama's embrace is so warm! But it was a pity that it was calculated.

Honghui quietly watched the royal mother teach his father a lesson. This was what his father deserved. His inability to judge people was the beginning of all the troubles. Only when he had a great enlightenment and stopped worrying too much about the love between men and women, could he focus on the important affairs of the court.

In Honghui's opinion, Father was a good emperor. No matter what means he used, he brought some benefits to the people. If he had spent more time on romance than on government affairs, the country would have been more prosperous.

Even though his mind was full of thoughts, his face remained well behaved without showing any strange expression. Honghui still had some skills in nourishing his Qi!

"Father, can I ask you for a favor?"

Seeing that if the Empress Dowager continued talking, his father would be so embarrassed that he would crawl into a hole in the ground, Honghui spoke at the right time, changing the subject and making his own request.

"Tell me! What's the matter? Ama promises you!"

"Can you please set up a porridge stall in the suburbs of Beijing? I want to pray for my mother and my mother, and pray that they can live a hundred years. My mother saved my life, and my mother took good care of me. I have no way to repay them, so I can only do this little thing for them to show my gratitude."

Yinzhen nodded and agreed hurriedly, "This is a small matter. Father promises you that I will have someone take care of it and you won't have to worry about it."

"Please use my son's past savings to donate the money for the porridge. Don't use your father's money, otherwise I will feel bad!"

Yinzhen hurriedly stopped him, "How old are you? How much money can you have? Father is here to provide the porridge, you just need to rest and recuperate. Besides, you just came back from the gates of hell, father will also pray for you, and let the God bless you to grow up safely and healthily from now on."

How could Honghui be so filial and sensible? Most people would not think of praying for their mothers and grandmothers, but a three-year-old child like him had such a thought. Didn't Defei feel more and more moved the more she listened?

"Honghui, listen to your father. Even if things are bad, the Royal Madam has money here. There is no need for a child like you to worry about it. Fourth Brother, you must handle this matter for us Honghui. If there is any mistake, I will beat you!"

Considering that the fourth prince is a prince, the issue of distributing porridge has a great impact, and it is possible that someone will instigate him in front of the emperor.

After careful consideration, Concubine De decided to inform the Emperor in advance so as not to cause trouble for the Fourth Prince.

"I have no responsibility for the emperor. My descendants are filial and no one can say anything bad about it. Besides, your family was struck by lightning, so it is only natural to offer porridge and pray for blessings. No one can say anything wrong about it."

Yinzhen originally wanted to explain it to the Emperor himself in advance, but it would be safer if his mother stepped in. Now that the Emperor was dissatisfied with the Crown Prince and the other princes were ready to make a move, he did not want to take the lead at this time.

Thunder from the sky! Retribution! He had to believe it now. It seemed that he had to take a Buddha statue back with him. How to turn bad things into good things and not let the emperor be disappointed in him again was what he should do most now.