Come on, Your Highness

It seemed that everyone was worried about Xiao Hong that twenty times, even the people from Jing'an Palace.

When Shen Momo and the others saw the thick Analects, they were immediately speechless, Xinrui suggested: "How about the slaves copy it together?"

The queen is on the errand, and those who are valued can read and write.

Shen Momo shook her head, "No, it's different from His Highness's handwriting, the Emperor can tell it at a glance."

"Then what should we do, even if His Highness doesn't eat, drink or sleep, he won't be able to finish writing these twenty times!" Xinrui said anxiously.

Eunuch Chang frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "The emperor must also understand that His Highness and Young Master Xichao alone cannot accomplish this, so it is understandable to ask others for help."

Shen Momo hesitated and asked, "Is it possible? Will you deceive the king?"

"Your Highness will take it when the time comes. If the emperor asks, you should tell the truth."

In fact, this method is also good, based on Xiao Hong's understanding of Emperor Tiangan, he can almost pass the test, but he still wants to hear He Xichao's opinion.

Seeing that the latter was staring at the steam rising from the teacup, as if he didn't notice their conversation, Xiao Hong couldn't help but flicked him.

"What are you doing?" He Xichao covered his forehead and looked at him.

Xiao Hong recounted the method that Eunuch Chang had copied on his behalf, and asked, "What do you think?"

Since Xiao Hong believed them so much, He Xichao didn't need to guard against thieves, so he said: "This is really a mission to complete, the emperor probably thinks so too, there is no surprise."

Even though He Xichao didn't show it intentionally during this month's relationship, Nanny Shen and the others could see Xiao Hong's dependence on him everywhere.

They are all human beings, so they don't understand that this is the counselor Xiao Hong has found. The only thing that surprises him is that he is too young.

Hearing what He Xichao said, Xiao Hong was puzzled, "This is not a mission, what else could it be?"

"Opportunity."

Eunuch Chang said: "Young Master Xichao, you might as well speak out."

He Xichao nodded, looked at Xiao Hong and asked, "If it wasn't for today, wouldn't Your Highness have seen the Emperor for almost a month?"

Xiao Hong made a calculation, it is not so.

"Emotions need to be maintained frequently, and so is the relationship between father and son. The emperor has a lot of time to deal with, and he doesn't have so much free time, so His Highness can only take the initiative. I was thinking of finding a legitimate reason to exchange feelings, and now the opportunity has come."

After hearing this, Xiao Hong immediately retorted: "I haven't finished copying this book yet, now I'm just looking for scolding, maybe twenty times will become thirty times."

He Xichao was unmoved, put the cup down, and said: "Copying books is not copying, even the main hall of the Qing Dynasty can be copied."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned.

So daring!

Although He Xichao was small, his heart was bigger than anyone else's. Even Nanny Shen, who was used to the situation in the palace, was taken aback by his light words.

Eunuch Chang immediately objected: "No, the year is approaching, the emperor is often busy until late at night, and sometimes summons ministers, if His Highness interrupts, I'm afraid it will really anger the emperor."

He Xichao smiled lightly, and asked Xiao Hong: "Will the emperor be angry because of disturbing you, Your Highness?"

Xiao Hong: "...No."

For a moment, three pairs of eyes looked at Xiao Hong, as if they were asking: How do you know?

Xiao Hong, who has been teased and disturbed many times but is still alive and well, slowly uttered two words: "...experience."

What?

Hearing this, He Xichao had a bright smile all over his face, looking like a teachable child.

"When you get there, it doesn't matter how much you copy. Anyway, you can be as diligent as you are as late as the emperor approves the papers. You can see it. Think about how hard you have worked so hard. Excuse me, isn't it?"

What he said was very reasonable, Xiao Hong nodded.

"And maybe, it's too late, the emperor can't bear you to run around in the cold wind at midnight, and you can still stay overnight. Do other princes have this treatment?"

That must not be!Sparks appeared in Xiao Hong's eyes, and he clenched his fist, eager to try.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Xiao Hong waved his hand, "Now."

He Xichao clapped his hands in satisfaction, and it was done.

"Then please ask Eunuch Chang to send His Highness there, try to avoid people."

Eunuch Chang was already speechless. The three of them felt that they were really old. They were terrified by these two children, so they could only say: "Yes."

Winter is here, and it is really cold outside, especially at night, when the wind is biting.

But when he thought of what he was going to do next, Xiao Hong felt very excited again, his heart was burning, he felt that he was being led down by He Xichao.Rather than being afraid, he wanted to know the expression on Emperor Tiangan's face when he saw him, it must be wonderful.

Mother Shen wrapped Xiao Hong tightly from head to toe, for fear of freezing him, she told Eunuch Chang, "Look at Your Highness, don't walk against the wind."

She glanced at He Xichao who had put "The Analects of Confucius" in her book bag, and she still felt a little bit of resentment in her heart, not to mention whether she would startle Sheng Jia if she went so rashly, it was just this cold day, and she walked on the road with a cup of tea They were all shivering from the cold, and besides, they couldn't light lanterns while avoiding people, which was so dangerous.

But suddenly her hand was held, and Xiao Hong showed a face from the fleece hood, and said with a smile: "Mother Shen, Xi Chao is afraid of the cold, take good care of him for me, he is young, but It's not easy being forced into this deep palace by me. I'm still wholeheartedly planning for me, and I'm as grateful as you are. There are some things in the palace that I know have to be forced, so don't blame him."

"Your Highness..." Mother Shen didn't expect Xiao Hong to say these words, she couldn't help being relieved and sad, she shook Xiao Hong's hand, nodded and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness, this old slave will definitely handle your entrustment, You must also be careful on the road, don't stumble and knock."

"Thank you Momo, I'm going."

Eunuch Chang took the book bag that He Xichao had prepared, looked inside, and found that the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were all there.

He Xichao smiled at him, and then said to Xiao Hong: "Your Highness, be careful on the road, Xichao is waiting for your good news."

Xiao Hong raised his hand aggressively and waved, "Go in quickly, it's cold outside."

Emperor Tiangan held up the teacup at hand, took a sip, looked at Xiao Hong who was scratching his head and laughing, and asked, "If you don't go back and copy the books, what are you doing here? Just beg for mercy, and I won't change my mind."

Xiao Hong took a step forward, leaned on the dragon case, and said pitifully: "Father, my son won't go to the study, don't practice riding and shooting, don't eat, drink, and scatter, and can't finish copying such a thick book. You didn't mean to make things difficult for me. me?"

Emperor Tiangan smiled, and leaned forward to Xiao Hong, "Is that so, it's a pity that I can't take back my words."

Xiao Hong was not annoyed when he saw Emperor Tiangan playing tricks, and said: "The son can only use his unique skills."

When Emperor Tiangan heard this, his eyebrows twitched, a little curious.

Xiao Hong unbuttoned his cloak and found that he was still carrying a cloth bag, then he took off the cloth bag and put it on the desk, and took out his belongings one by one while saying, "In order to let the father know that the son is not lazy. , I spend all my free time copying books, so I decided to spend these three days copying books with you, and you will personally supervise me."

Xiao Hong brought his pen holder, rice paper, ink sticks, oh, and the "Analects of Confucius", it seems that he has made up his mind.

"My son has asked Eunuch Huang. You spend every day reviewing papers until late at night, and you rarely even go to the harem. My son really admires you and thinks he should learn from you. So you find a corner in the main hall of the Qing Dynasty and set up a small table." A small chair will do, and I will copy the book quietly without disturbing you."

Eunuch Huang was dumbfounded when he heard the words, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Emperor Tiangan.

The latter put down his teacup and tapped his finger on the table, not happy but also not angry, with the emperor's exclusive emotionlessness.

Eunuch Huang then tried to persuade him: "Eldest Prince, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. If it's freezing cold today and it's dark again, the emperor's papers have to be approved until late at night, you follow... well, it's so dangerous to go back to Jing'an Palace. "

Xiao Hong wondered, "Is there any place in the world that is safer than the imperial palace? I'm not afraid, so don't worry, Eunuch Huang."

Eunuch Huang's entire face was wrinkled, "This...you are young, you have to go to bed early and get up early, you can't stay up late!"

Xiao Hong curled his lips, "Go to bed early and get up early, don't you need to copy books?"

Eunuch Huang lost his mind and looked at Emperor Tiangan.

"Go, order someone to move a table and chair, and put it next to me. Since you are so determined, then come."

Unexpectedly, Emperor Tiangan actually agreed, Eunuch Huang couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, the Secretary of the Household Department will be here soon, this eldest prince..."

"When he comes, let him go to the side hall and wait."

Come on, since this is the case, Eunuch Huang stopped talking and went to make arrangements, shaking his head as he walked.

Incredible, really incredible.

The goal was achieved, while Xiao Hong was admiring his little Xichao, he smiled and approached, "Father, if you are not ready, my son will grind the ink for you first, look, the ink is almost gone."

Xiao Hong skillfully added water, picked up the smoked pine ink on the edge of the inkstone, and began to grind it unhurriedly.

Emperor Tiangan looked at this technique and couldn't help laughing, "I haven't seen you in a month, but this technique has improved a lot."

That's not right, I went back that day and told He Xichaoyi, who immediately found a dozen or twenty ink sticks for Xiao Hong to practice, no matter it was standing posture, gestures, weight, water volume, they were all quite passable.

Just for the sake of coming to the emperor one day to show courteousness, it is really a tear, Xiao Hong can probably understand the hard work of the concubine in the harem trying her best to please the emperor.

"My son went back and practiced it specially. How about it, isn't it worse than the one you served before?"

Emperor Tiangan dipped his ink, wiped his brush, "It's okay." Then he said in a bad mood, "If only you have the same heart for reading."

"Don't embarrass your son, he really doesn't have that talent!"

Xiao Hong looked down at the Long Case, the papers were stacked high, a small half had already been approved, and the other half was still waiting to be read, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It is said that being the emperor is comfortable, but my son has come so many times, You are either criticizing papers or discussing matters, alas, it is really hard work!"

Emperor Tiangan glanced back at him, and said in surprise, "What's wrong today, it's like honey is wrapped around your mouth."

"Where can it be? This is from the heart..."

The flatterers patted up one by one, making Emperor Tiangan feel comfortable all over, but he still reminded: "It's useless to say it nicely, you still have to copy the books that should be copied, you can't finish it, you can't memorize it, you can weigh it yourself watching." He glanced to the side, raised his chin, "Go, you are not needed here."

The small table and chairs have been prepared, and Eunuch Huang personally arranged the pens, ink, paper and inkstone for Xiao Hong, "Your Highness, if you have any other instructions, just tell me."

Xiao Hong sighed softly, sat down, opened "The Analects of Confucius", and then picked up a pen to copy.

Emperor Tiangan took a look, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Hong rebelled against reading, the Qingzheng Hall was too quiet, he copied two pages, and inevitably began to feel sleepy.

A clear cough came from the side, Xiao Hong's head paused, and he became sober. He looked to the side, and saw that Emperor Tiangan was concentrating on reviewing the scriptures, and wrote a few strokes from time to time.

Xiao Hong let out a big yawn.

"Why, can't hold on anymore? Then go back." Emperor Tiangan's voice came.

Xiao Hong glanced at the small part of the Long Case that was not approved. Although he was sleepy to death, he still gritted his teeth and raised his neck, "No, I promised to study hard with you. There is no reason to withdraw first. No morality anymore."

Emperor Tiangan finally looked up at him, nodded with a smile, "Okay, then if you persist, it's almost over here."

"It's okay, you are busy with your work, don't worry about me. Eunuch Huang, bring me a cup of strong tea."

"Hey."

Emperor Tiangan stood in front of Xiao Hong's desk, picked up the few papers he had copied, and flipped through them.

Xiao Hong put down his pen, feeling satisfied, um, he copied it again.

Although it is definitely not enough to copy twenty copies in three days, it is also sincere to copy as many as there are.

"Father, are you done?"

"Ah."

So Xiao Hong got up and prepared to pack up and go back to Jing'an Palace.

After he put away his pen and ink, Eunuch Huang put on his cloak and jacket and wrapped it tightly tightly, "How do you go back, Your Majesty, do you want to send someone to send the eldest prince back to Jing'an Palace?"

Xiao Hong refused: "No need, Eunuch Chang is waiting for me." Then Xiao Hong looked at the paper in Emperor Tiangan's hand and asked, "Father, do you want to stay?"

Hearing this, Emperor Tiangan put down the paper and looked at Xiao Hong with deep helplessness on his face. He sighed and said, "Hong'er, your handwriting is really ugly."

Xiao Hong's face turned dark immediately.

He angrily led Eunuch Chang into the night, forgetting to even return the gift.

However, Emperor Tiangan didn't pursue it, he just stood at the gate of the palace and watched the two dark figures go away.

Eunuch Huang was a little worried, "Your Majesty, is this the only way to let the First Prince go back? At least one stick of incense will have to go from the Qingzheng Hall to Jing'an Palace."

Emperor Tiangan looked up at the sky, the bright moon was in the sky, and shed a faint silver light, so that he could see the road without a lantern.

He suddenly said: "Hong'er, I came here to avoid people."

As soon as Eunuch Huang saw Xiao Hong, he brought a servant and he understood in his heart. He lowered his head and didn't respond.

But Emperor Tiangan smiled lightly, "He has a long-term mind."

These words don't sound like blame, but there is a kind of comfort in it.

Eunuch Huang heard it in his ears and sighed: "The eldest prince has grown up."

Emperor Tiangan was noncommittal, turned around and entered the hall, and then a sentence floated, "Order the dark guards to follow."