Come on, Your Highness

This day is Emperor Tiangan's birthday, although the morning court that should be attended is the same, and there are also many memorials that should be reviewed, but there is a family banquet in the evening, and I have to gather with my children and concubines to celebrate.

At this time, the harem is full of tricks, and the children are racking their brains for filial piety. Although the content is the same every year, the form is different. For Emperor Tiangan, there are still some expectations.

Thinking of last year's whole life, and the filial piety of a certain eldest prince, Emperor Tiangan smiled slightly and got up to call people.

Eunuch Huang immediately bowed his body and walked in with small steps, "Your Majesty."

"What time is it?"

"It's about time."

Emperor Tiangan nodded, "Then get up."

Eunuch Huang didn't call the palace servants in immediately, but stepped forward and whispered a few words in Emperor Tiangan's ear, and then he saw the astonishment on the emperor's face, and then he laughed and scolded: "This brat, what a shame! There are no rules at all, and I always think about it, and my mind is full of messy bad ideas."

Eunuch Huang saw that although Emperor Tiangan's mouth was swollen, but his eyes were full of joy, he smiled and said: "Then today the palace ladies can be lazy."

Seeing Eunuch Huang leave, Emperor Tiangan was about to get out of bed, but just as he put his feet on the ground, he took them back after thinking about them, then lay down again, and covered him with a quilt.

When Xiao Hong followed Eunuch Huang into the emperor's bedroom, he saw the emperor looked sleepy and about to wake up.

Xiao Hong looked at Eunuch Huang strangely, didn't he already get up?

Eunuch Huang coughed with his head down, stepped forward and said softly, "Your Majesty, it's time for you to get up."

After a while, Emperor Tiangan squinted his eyes half-closed his eyes and gave a "hmm", and then raised a hand on the quilt.

Eunuch Huang immediately pouted at Xiao Hong. Xiao Hong looked puzzled and asked with his mouth open: What are you doing?

Eunuch Huang made a hand-holding gesture: Help the emperor get up!

Understanding the meaning, Xiao Hong twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking he was sick, why did he need someone to help him get up?

Emperor Tiangan's hand hung in the air for a long time, but he didn't see that stinky boy coming, he couldn't help grinding his teeth, and thought to himself, didn't he come to show his filial piety and get up early to serve him, why didn't he have any vision?

Just when he was about to clear his cough and give a reminder, a hand that was different from the palace maid held his wrist vigorously, and then stuffed the other hand into the back of his neck, and lifted his entire upper body vigorously, It was crisp and neat, like lifting a patient, and it was too late for Emperor Tiangan to stop it.

Before it was over, one of his hands stretched out to his forehead, only to hear Xiao Hong muttering: "It's strange, I'm not sick..."

"You're the only one who is sick!" Emperor Tiangan slapped off his hand on his forehead and glared angrily, "Is there someone like you who can help people like this?"

Seeing that Emperor Tiangan was speaking with great energy, and his beating hand was also very vigorous, Xiao Hong said speechlessly: "Father, you wake up like this every morning, which palace lady lifts you up with so much strength?"

"Nonsense, who asked you to carry me?"

Xiao Hong turned to look at Eunuch Huang.

Eunuch Huang died of injustice, he said: "Prince, you just need to help the emperor, you really don't need to use so much force, you see, you are still on the dragon bed."

In order to use his strength to lift the emperor up, Xiao Hong could only kneel on the bed.

He silently retracted his knees, stood upright on the ground, and said in his heart: put one hand on the other, how easy it is to misinterpret what you pretend to do!Besides, for a good person, you have to make a bed after getting up, what's wrong with it.

Emperor Tiangan snorted, looked at him, pretended not to know, and asked: "I'm not in Jing'an Palace early in the morning, what are you doing here? Disturbing my cleanliness?"

Xiao Hong immediately put away all the thoughts, raised his head and showed a sunny smile, and said flatteringly, "Father, today is your birthday, and my son's vulgar gifts are not enough to express my filial piety." There is an allusion in ancient times about lying on the ice and begging for carp, fanning the pillow to warm the quilt, but our royal family doesn’t need to be so unforgettable, my son thinks it’s the same to serve you in person, right?”

Hearing the words, Emperor Tiangan looked him up and down, only to see Xiao Hong was dressed in casual clothes, and there was a bundle under his feet, so he couldn't help but linger for a while longer.

Xiao Hong said: "That is my court dress. After serving you later, my son will not return to Jing'an Palace. Just borrow your place to change clothes."

The preparation was quite sufficient, Emperor Tiangan raised his eyebrows, lifted the quilt, put down his feet, two inches away from the shoes, and then looked at Xiao Hong, as if to say, isn't it a show of filial piety, come on.

This time there is no need for Eunuch Huang to say it, Xiao Hong understood the meaning, squatted down, picked up a shoe with one hand, and held Emperor Tiangan's foot with the other, and put it on his father, one left and one right.

After getting dressed, he got up and stretched out his hand without a teacher, and said to Emperor Tiangan: "Come, father, please get out of bed."

A child can be taught, Emperor Tiangan feels comfortable all over, even being stepped on the ground by his son's own shoes feels different from before.

"Like an empress..." Xiao Hong muttered behind him, and Emperor Tiangan turned his head, "Hong'er, what did you say?"

Xiao Hong smiled with sincerity on his face, "Father, my son will help you change your clothes."

Emperor Tiangan stretched out his arms like a humanoid clothes hanger, and Xiao Hong let him wear the dragon robe.Seeing his son busy up and down, busy before and after, even if his hands and feet are heavier and his movements are slower, he is full of ironing, and he is a little proud. I really hope that this kind of time can pass slowly, so that he can enjoy it for a while.

But also too slow!

"Father, raise your hand up again."

"Father, put it down."

"Strange, it seems that the tie is not right. Why is the button not symmetrical?"

"Father, why don't you raise your hand again?"

……

If you enjoy it in your heart, your body will always feel sore. Emperor Tiangan couldn't help asking: "Hong'er, will you know how long I will stand?"

"It's coming soon, look, it's neat, only a belt is missing." Xiao Hong couldn't help wiping off his sweat, "This dragon robe is too difficult to wear!"

After a while, Emperor Tiangan couldn't hold on anymore and put his hands down.

"Hey, hold on!"

Emperor Tiangan couldn't help but said angrily: "If you don't know how to wear you, you should practice more before!"

Xiao Hong raised his head and was aggrieved, "Where can my son find a dragon robe to practice his hands on, don't you want to die?"

Emperor Tiangan was at a loss for words.

Xiao Hong lowered his head and fiddled with it for a while, and finally got it done, "It turned out to be quite simple."

Emperor Tiangan raised his arm, his hands were sore.

Then wash your face, wash your face, it's that simple.

Then brush your hair...

A bundle of Huang Yunlong's noodle has been unfolded on the dressing table. Xiao Hong holds a comb, eyebrow knife, and various tools in front of his eyes, looking surprised.

Seeing his eager expression, Emperor Tiangan immediately tightened his scalp, and said nonchalantly, "Hong'er, that's enough, I've already felt your filial piety, let the servants come."

"My son hasn't combed your hair yet."

"Do you know?"

Xiao Hong thought for a while and said, "I've seen it a few times, so I should be able to?"

Emperor Tiangan just stared at him with a sneer, as if thinking about giving him some advice.

Xiao Hong scratched his head and said with a sneer: "Okay, son, go back and practice more, and I will comb your hair later, then..."

"Hungry."

"Then I'll prepare breakfast for you. It's your birthday, let's eat longevity noodles."

When Emperor Tiangan heard this, he couldn't help but sit upright, and said nonchalantly, "The noodles in the imperial dining room are all the same, nothing new, and tasteless."

Hearing this, Xiao Hong opened his eyes slightly, thinking that he couldn't do it, what the imperial dining room made was not in the mouth, wouldn't it make him lose his appetite just by looking at it?

Xiao Hong walked away worried.

Xiao Hong anxiously placed a beautiful blue and white porcelain bowl in front of Emperor Tiangan, and then handed over a pair of chopsticks.

Emperor Tiangan picked up the noodles with his chopsticks. They were long and short, thick and thin, and the length of the diameter could vary several times. The only bright color was the green onion on top, which was obviously freshly sprinkled and green.

If the Imperial Dining Room made something like this, the cook's head would have to move.

Seeing the emperor picking up the noodles casually, Xiao Hong said very embarrassedly: "Well, this is the first time for my son to make it, and his skills are unfamiliar, so you will just let it go? Wait until next year, when my son is proficient, you will definitely be able to eat long-lived noodles that you are satisfied with." , add another marinated egg, and chicken legs are also fine!"

"I remember you promised to make longevity noodles for me a year ago, why, forgot?"

Xiao Hong laughed, his face was full of embarrassment, and he said embarrassingly: "My son thought it was not difficult, but I didn't expect that it is not easy to be a cook." When Emperor Tianqian looked over, he quickly pointed to his dark circles and said, "Yesterday I didn’t go to sleep that night, and I’ve been practicing kneading noodles. I wanted to show you some noodles, but I couldn’t control my strength, so I finally kneaded the dough. Alas, it’s almost time for you to wake up, so I hurriedly picked it up Xiao Baocheng rushed over, and look, my son's eyes are still blue."

He is really a good son with filial piety, Emperor Tiangan nodded, picked up a piece of the thickest noodle, and said in his heart that it is amazing to be able to rub it like this, whether it looks good or not is another matter, but, "Is it cooked?" , he has no expectations, just don't eat it uncooked and have diarrhea.

Xiao Hong nodded quickly, "It's done, it's done, I've cooked it for a long time."

Emperor Tiangan then lowered his head and took a bite, and then looked at the cross-section, the white in the middle and the shiny side on the side were clearly two colors.

Xiao Hong: "..." No, he really cooked for a long time!

Emperor Tiangan sighed, picked out the thick noodle that refused to be cooked, and ate the rest.

With tears in his eyes, Xiao Hong was moved and said, "Father, you don't have to be so reluctant."

Emperor Tiangan patted him on the shoulder, "We will continue to work hard next year, remember the marinated eggs and chicken legs. If not, the next year...hehe."

Xiao Hong wanted to slap himself very much for an instant, and he groaned.

Emperor Tiangan looked at his black eyes, but his heart still softened, and a warm current flowed in, his brows melted and he smiled and said: "Okay, there is no need to make such strange appearances, although the result is not as good as you want, but your Xiaoxin, I received it, and I am very happy."

There were not many noodles in a bowl, and the breakfast was served, and the father and son used some together.

Xiao Hong thought for a while and said: "Father, I'm sorry, my son really wanted to make you a bowl of noodles, but he was in a hurry when he returned to the palace yesterday, and he didn't learn that kind of material, so he made something different, which is really unfilial. If there are other places for your son to help you solve your problems, you will be willing to go through fire and water."

Emperor Tiangan took a deep look at him, and ordered Eunuch Huang to send him a booklet, which was very thick.

"You don't need to go to court today, go back to Jing'an Palace and get a good night's sleep, read this book in your spare time, and come back tomorrow night to talk about it in detail."

As soon as Xiao Hong opened it, he instantly knew what it was.

This is the border trade brochure presented by Xie San to the emperor!

"I think you should have some sympathy." Emperor Tiangan said as he stood up and prepared to go to court.

Xiao Hong: Xi Chao, Father should know whose idea it was.

The author has something to say: It’s late today, let’s have a long-lost royal father-son interaction, 2333

Emperor Tiangan: This brat, I really want to beat him up.