A little emperor jumped into the river

([-]) Leaving the Palace

The only time before that he went out of the palace was when the regent regained the lost land and returned to the court.

It was still daylight, so he led his officials to stand outside the palace gate, and the honor guards in silver armor lined up neatly on both sides, blocking off the bustling people in the capital.

He hardly looked at the streets and houses in the capital. Before welcoming his uncle back, his father passed away, and his heart was at a loss, mixed with anxiety about the future.His father died on the front line without even leaving him a word, and his mother died young. As a prince who has not yet left the cabinet to build a mansion, he is almost ignorant of the situation in the court.

——He really didn't know who to rely on.

When the emperor's uncle rode a horse and approached against the light with a mighty power that was almost unfamiliar to him, he suddenly knew it.

He has to rely on himself.

At the end of the year, ordinary people mostly decorate with lanterns and streamers.

Although there are still a few days until the first day of the first lunar month, the sound of firecrackers is already coming from the distant alleyway.

He was walking on the street with the emperor's uncle, besides the old eunuch who had changed into a different attire, and four or five Zongwei followed behind him.A little further away, there were more forbidden troops in disguise.

The formatted blessing papers pasted upside down can be seen on the doors of every household, and young children on the roadside are also running around together.After walking for a while, although the sky gradually darkened, there were more and more people around.

Seeing that he was a little puzzled, the old eunuch came forward and explained half respectfully, "Your Majesty... son, it's almost age, and the curfew has been lifted everywhere. It will be a rare night market in a short while, so it will naturally be faster than usual." Livelier."

He nodded, and turned his attention to the various small shops around, selling sweet tea, making soup cakes, and blowing sugar, all of which are novel and interesting foods.The regent next to him remained silent, perhaps because he was still thinking about the proposal he rejected earlier, so he had no intention of talking to him too much at this moment.The old eunuch who followed behind sighed leisurely, and then asked, "Young master, do you want to buy some to taste?"

Next to him was a boy about ten years old, wearing a coarse cloth stuffed with a thick jacket, pestering his father to buy sugar.The middle-aged man couldn't help it, so he scolded him casually, bought one and handed it over. The young man who was playing tricks just now happily took the sugar figurine.

He watched quietly from the side, the red icing was particularly dazzling under the last ray of the setting sun.

Then he shook his head and said coldly, "No need."

In the past, Taifu Wang only taught him what was written in writing, and he sighed every now and then, saying that he was carefree, frugal, greedy and lazy, and that although he was somewhat talented, he was not wise.On the other hand, he could always forget what he had heard, put all these chattering things behind him, and played recklessly while relying on his father's pampering.Later, Wang Taifu still sighed often when he talked with him. He heard those sighs with relief, but he didn't know if there were any regrets and nostalgia in them.

He never asked what kind of person his father wanted him to be.

But many times, people have to give up something in exchange for something else.