After the scum of the enemy prince, I got pregnant

Since the prince got married, the number of saints going to court has become less and less, most of the time he is called the prince to supervise the country, and he only sits in the Xuanzheng Hall on the [-]th day of every month, listening to Feng Neishi recite the scriptures of the officials, Listen to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty making a lot of noise in the Golden Palace.

As a result, some rebellious rumors spread, saying that the sage's delegating power was due to the dragon's body being sick and powerless, so he couldn't pull the prince out.After all, in all dynasties, there has never been a prince who monopolizes power while the emperor is still alive; history has already proved it countless times, holding monstrous power in his hands, even the biological father and son cannot escape bloody battles.

In the deep winter of the second year, the saint's illness became more and more serious, and an edict to abdicate was announced to the world without warning—it was not without warning, but no one would have thought that the saint or the Supreme Emperor did not consume his life At the last moment, he handed over the power of the world so easily and neatly.

The whole Central Plains was shaken by the sound, and the court was almost thrown into chaos.

The three provinces, nine temples and five supervisors were all in shock, preparing nervously for the abdication and enthronement ceremony in the spring of the coming year, the reform of the Yuan and the establishment of a new one, and they dared not stop for a moment.And among these departments that have become so busy, Funanyin's Ministry of Rites is the first to bear the brunt.

Li Pei hadn't seen his princess for three days.

He went to the Government Office of the Ministry of Rites, and the officials inside said that Ning Shangshu had gone to the Political Affairs Hall early this morning.

He went to the political affairs hall, and the officials in the room hurried out half an hour ago, Daoning Shangshu.

Li Pei was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and he went to the saint's Lizheng Hall with a calm face. He really wanted to ask the father, who was "deadly ill and there is no cure for it", why he insisted on doing it when his son was newly married? Come out with these moths.

Some secrets are deeply locked in the Daming Palace.

The sage is used to acting and doing the whole set. For half a year, Liu Medical Worker of the Imperial Medical Office was allowed to stay in the side hall of the Lizheng Hall in order to diagnose the pulse and feed the sage day and night.

At this moment, tranquilizing incense was being lit in the hall, and the aftertaste wafted out through the gap in the hall door—and along with it, there were the faint voices of two people inside the door.

Feng Nei stood guard at the door, seeing the crown prince with the words "asking for an explanation" clearly written on his head, he was a little baffled.

"Later, Your Highness, the saint is talking to the princess."

Talking to the Crown Princess instead of discussing matters with Ning Shangshu is not a political matter.However, knowing that his daughter-in-law, who he had been waiting for for three days, was inside, Li Pei's mood lightened, and he waved at Feng Neishi,

"Coincidentally, I just happened to be alone with my father and the princess, so open the door."

Feng Neishi: "...Yes." The future new emperor can't afford to mess with it.

As soon as the door of the palace was opened, Li Peicai realized that there was a faint smell of soup under the strong aroma.

Liu Yigong was decocting medicine, and the saint who was rumored to be ill knew that he had come in, so he didn't speak, but just looked down at the ink-stained rice paper on the dragon table silently.

Funanyin sat opposite the saint, her face turning pale.

"what are you guys saying?"

This scene was beyond Li Pei's expectation. He wandered between the two of them for a moment, and walked up to Fu Nanyin, only to see the latter raise his hand and point to the rice paper on the dragon table.

"Father Huang's writing is excellent, but the story is too sad, I feel a little uncomfortable after hearing it."

I started to tie my hair when I met it, but now my hair has been frosted.

Li Pei looked at these few words, and a strange feeling flashed in his heart.He had never seen a sage so undisguisedly showing such ageless fatigue. After a generation of emperors had grown old, they really didn't want to sit on this dragon chair any longer.

"Father, why are you... Is it really the body..."

The smell of medicine in the room is stronger, it should be that Liu Yigong's medicine is almost ready.

"I'm fine."

At this time, the sage raised his head, glanced at Li Pei, passed him, and looked at Fu Nanyin on the opposite side, and said slowly:

"It doesn't matter if there is no grave. Fortunately, Mobei was shot down, no matter where the ashes fall, he can be regarded as going home."

The sage sighed, paused, and said, "After making him wait for so many years, I can finally go to accompany him now."

Fu Nanyin pursed her lips, and said for a while: "My son has left some manpower in Mobei, if the father needs it..."

The two exchanged a few words back and forth, and Li Pei was terrified.He didn't expect the sage to abdicate to go to Mobei, to accompany that Ning Xu who didn't even leave his body.

He was about to say something when he heard footsteps behind him——the decoction had arrived.

Li Pei turned his head and watched Medical Worker Liu walking towards Long An carefully holding the medicine bowl.His heart sank again.If the saint is really ill now, how can he go to the barren land in the northwest again?If he ascends the throne in the future, he will naturally not be able to leave Chang'an at will. If he leaves the palace at that time, then the identity of the Supreme Emperor will also be concealed; but how can he rest assured that his biological father will go thousands of miles away to live the so-called "leisurely cloud and wild crane" life?

It is said that the sage dragon is ill.

But that rumor was clearly an excuse to deceive people.

Father is really sick?When did this happen?

"Crown Princess, the medicine is here—" Medical Worker Liu approached with the medicine bowl, and suddenly saw His Highness the Crown Prince standing beside him, and couldn't help frowning, especially seeing the latter's dazed expression, The old doctor was even more angry.

"Your Highness, how do you behave as a husband? The princess is pregnant in her belly, so you can't protect her? It's always like this, this is the second child, and it's not a lesson..."

Li Pei's brain froze for a moment, and then he suddenly turned his head to look at Fu Nanyin who was drinking a small spoonful of sour soup with his head down.

"Ayin, are you...pregnant?"

Funanyin paused with the spoon in her hand, raised her head slowly, and showed a helpless smile on her slightly flushed face: "Well, I only found out today..."

"What? Just found out?!" Liu Yigong looked at the two of them in astonishment, and said sadly: "It's been two or three months, you... this... just happened to be in the palace, the place where the princess was so dizzy! If he faints outside, it is not certain whether the little Huangsun can be kept!"

There was a sudden commotion in the Lizheng Palace.

The sage didn't stop drinking. He watched as the prince's son half-kneeled on the ground, hugged Funanyin in his arms with distressed eyes, and fed him another spoonful of anti-abortion decoction; Liu Yigong blatantly blamed the two of them...

Look, at least their kids are happy now.

He smiled silently, then looked down at the solitary ten characters on the rice paper—they used to tie their hair when they met, but now it is already frosted.

"When the time comes, start to tie your hair..."

After reading this sentence, the saint's eye sockets suddenly became moist.He froze for a moment, subconsciously reached out and touched his eyes——

It was indeed tears, still warm, but when they fell on the fingers, they suddenly cooled down.

It has been more than ten years since she shed a tear, and she has never cried for Ning Xu.The emperor cannot shed tears for the love of his children, he can only deeply suppress and hide the pain and longing in his heart, so that others can't guess what he misses and loves, and make everyone think that Ning Xu, who died that year, was just with him. Insignificant companion reading only.

In the next few years, he almost forgot even himself, let alone what it was like to shed tears.

why cry...

It's ridiculous.

It's really... the saint thought.That's great.

……

More than twenty years ago.

The third prince, Li Rong, is about to tie his hair.His biological mother, Concubine Bao Shu, begged the sage to choose a study companion for Li Rong from the children of the family, always thinking that her son could compete in his studies, and in the future he would also win the favor of the sage and seal the king out of the palace. Time to change a rich fiefdom.

It's a pity that being the third prince's companion is not a good job.These aristocratic families in Chang'an have far-reaching thoughts. Now that the sage has never established a reserve, the so-called "accompanied reading" is like getting married, and it has become an olive branch to win over various forces.

Li Rong was not favored, he was not doing well in his studies, and his mother's family was even more disadvantaged. The children of famous and powerful officials didn't bother to join him.

There are only some pure ministers left.

For example, the Ning family of the Ministry of War.

"Xu'er, have you really thought about it? Studying with the prince and grandson is not like being a student of the emperor..."

Ning Xu was still carefully wrapping up Shu Xiu, whom he personally chose. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at this Mr. Ning, who always cherishes words like gold, and said somewhat helplessly:

"Father, you have asked me eighty times. Isn't it just to accompany the third prince? I read mine, but to be a companion for him. Taixue is not as good as the Hongwen Museum. How many times do you ask me?" I am willing."

At that time, it was Du Xiang, who was famous all over the world, who taught in Hongwen Hall.

Ning Xu was enlightened by reading Du Xiang's articles when he was young, and his only wish for more than ten years is to worship under Du Xiang's school.It's a pity that Du Xiang now bears the reputation of a young teacher, so naturally he can no longer accept students at will, and joining the Hongwen Library as the prince's companion student is the only way for Ning Xu to get his wish fulfilled.

Although Master Ning was verbose, he knew that his name had already been reported, and now it was too late even if he regretted it.But after hearing what Ning Xu said just now, the worry in his heart increased instead of diminishing.

"you……"

Although Ning Xu is only 13 years old, he is already a leader among the students. Master Ning knew early in the morning that his son only has knowledge in his eyes, but now he doesn't know the good times and the bad times, so he can only sigh, and earnestly ask road:

"When you enter the palace, you can study with Du Xiang, but don't get too close to the princes. It is the third prince, even though you are his companion, you'd better not get involved too much after school, so as not to be confused. The battle to enter the court. Do you understand?"

Ning Xu couldn't wait for this, so he hurriedly responded at this time. After stuffing Shu Xiu in his hand into the booklet, he got up to drive Mr. Ning out of the house.

"Understood Dad, I have listened to everything, I understand everything, just look back..."

Lord Ning wanted to say something more, but he was a little relieved when he thought of the third prince's qualifications.No one would think that this incompetent and powerless prince has any relationship with the crown prince. It is much better for Xu'er to be the companion of the third prince now than to be wooed and wooed by those powerful princes in the future.

But who knew that this act would somehow change the fate of countless people...