The identity of the direct son - Xu I's prosperous world

Ji Heng was even more tired after taking a bath, and when he finally lifted the endless emperor and climbed out of the bathtub, he felt that all the bones in his body were about to be tossed and broken by him.

The emperor was still in good spirits, and he immediately got out of the bathtub. While taking a towel, he wanted to wipe Ji Heng's body on his own initiative, and at the same time, people leaned forward to kiss him.

Ji Heng looked at him helplessly, "Are you finished?"

The emperor just laughed, hugged Ji Heng from behind, and kissed him on the neck again, Ji Heng's voice was a little hoarse, and he said weakly, "Okay, okay, it's very cold, hurry up and put on clothes Bar."

The emperor kissed him on the back of the ear again. This time he really wiped Ji Heng's body dry with a towel. Seeing that his back was rubbed red, he said guiltily, "Does it hurt? ?”

Ji Heng rolled his eyes at him, "What do you think?"

The emperor smiled shyly and said, "Then let's stay on the bed next time."

Ji Heng snorted softly and ignored him.

After putting on the inner and middle clothes, he found that the emperor did not come in with a change of clothes, so he had no choice but to go outside the screen and call for someone to bring clothes for the emperor. But still staring at Ji Heng who turned around the screen and came in.

Ji Heng was very uncomfortable with his explicit eyes, even though the two had just done something more explicit.

He walked over, put the bathrobe on the emperor, and said, "Don't be like a child, put on your clothes quickly, you will feel uncomfortable when you get sick from the cold."

The emperor reached out and hugged Ji Heng's waist, and kissed him on the face several times. He was still dissatisfied in his heart, but thinking that Ji Heng's health was not good, he couldn't keep tossing him. Burying her face on Ji Heng's neck, she said in a low voice, "I miss you so much, I don't have you leaving my husband alone like this. I heard that the mistresses of those people's families outside wished that the masters at home would rest at home every day. In my own room."

Ji Heng raised his hand and pinched his ear, causing the emperor to cry out in surprise. He thought it was no wonder Yang Qier liked to pinch people's ears so much. It must be inherited from Ji Heng. When he raised his head, he saw that Ji Heng was staring at him. Although Ji Heng He stared, but his voice was soft, "Hurry up and get dressed."

The female officials outside did not dare to come in, and said from behind the screen, "Your Majesty, my lord, this servant has brought the emperor's ordinary clothes."

Ji Heng didn't let the female officer in either, and went directly to take the clothes into his hands, and then came back to wait for the emperor to put them on, but the emperor said, "Don't get tired, it will be fine if someone comes in to serve you."

Ji Heng smiled at him, "I'll serve my husband, so what if you wear it once."

The emperor blushed slightly when he deliberately teased himself, and only put on his underwear, but he hugged Ji Heng again like crazy, Ji Heng quickly patted him on the back, "Stop making trouble .”

The two quarreled inside for a while, and the reason was that the female officer outside had the cheek to bear the pressure and came to remind the two, "Your Majesty, Your Excellency, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is awake, and I want to find Your Excellency, but I can't coax you anyway."

Only then did Ji Heng push the emperor away and said, "Hurry up and get out."

When he was fully dressed, Ji Heng asked the lady who combed his hair to comb his hair. He didn't care about the emperor, so he went to see Yang Qier in the west room. Yang Qier had woken up and sat on the bed by himself. The nurse and the lady officer wanted to hug him. He lost his temper and yelled, with an unfriendly look on his face.

Ji Heng went to the bed and sat down, and said softly, "Qi'er, you're awake. Come on, let me hug you."

Yang Qi'er reached out to him, and after being hugged by Ji Heng, he rubbed his face on Ji Heng's cheek coquettishly, Ji Heng let him rub it funny, and said, "Don't let anyone wash your face, look You're going to be a cat."

Yang Qi'er hummed softly to express dissatisfaction, and said, "Kiss."

Yang Qier has been able to express herself clearly so far, but what she can say is still limited.

Ji Heng kissed his little face twice, seeing him leaning his neck up, Ji Heng kissed his little neck funny, and he laughed.

The female officer wrung the handkerchief, and Ji Heng wiped his face and hands himself, and asked him to rinse his mouth.

After taking care of his son, the emperor over there also came over and said to Yang Qi'er, "Come, Daddy hugs you."

Yang Qier turned his head and buried his face in Ji Heng's neck, ignoring him, the emperor laughed, and slapped Yang Qier's butt, "Don't pay any attention to me."

Yang Qi'er stretched out a hand to protect her butt, then glanced sideways at the emperor, and said, "Daddy beats me, I hate it."

It made Ji Heng and the emperor laugh.

After dinner, he went for a walk to refresh himself. Ji Heng asked the female officer to take Yang Qier away. He had something to discuss with the emperor, but Yang Qier clung to his clothes tightly. As long as the female officer stretched out her hand, he would quarrel. Yelling, but because he had been ill for too long before, the voice of yelling and yelling was still low, but the anxious and annoyed look was really scary, so Ji Heng had to forget it, and sat with him on his lap, the emperor said dissatisfied He said, "You weren't so clingy before, why can't others hug you now? You always rely on Junqing, you're going to tire him out, you know?"

Yang Qi'er used to be afraid that the emperor would be unhappy. If the emperor was unhappy, he would be angry with him and cling to him at the same time, but this is not the case now. When it comes to boarding, it is completely small, but it is still quite imposing.

Ji Heng looked at him, and persuaded softly, "Okay, Father will hold you and sleep with you at night, okay."

Yang Qi'er buried her face in his arms, arched it back and forth on his chest, and stretched out her hands to touch it a few times. He was a little disappointed that he didn't have a soft chest, but at least he wanted to bury his head there.

Ji Heng looked at him like an ostrich, and knew that he had suffered enough a while ago, and now he felt insecure, so he hugged him all the time.

Looking at him, Ji Heng couldn't help but be amazed that such a small child seemed to have a complete soul. Sometimes when Xiao Qi'er sat with a blank expression on his face, he looked like an adult, not a child .

Afraid that his son would be cold, Ji Heng asked the female officer to bring Yang Qier's cloak, he wrapped him up well, and then carried him to sit in the warm pavilion where the emperor read and reviewed memorials.

The emperor was already sitting on the couch and was putting on the memorial. Although he had messed up with Ji Heng and his son before, now that he was sitting upright with a serious expression, he had regained the majesty of the emperor.

Yang Qi'er's little hands tightly clutched the clothes on Ji Heng's chest, and he was already dozing off. Ji Heng coaxed him a few more words, but his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't hold it anymore, and soon fell asleep.

Ji Heng wanted to put him back on the bed to sleep, so that he didn't have to hold him all the time, and could free up his hand to write. Unexpectedly, Yang Qier's fingers gripped his clothes tightly, as long as he moved his hand a little, he would To wake up, Ji Heng really has nothing to do with his son, so he couldn't help but look at the emperor, and the emperor also looked at him, and then said directly, "Junqing, come here and sit here."

Ji Heng ignored him, and continued to struggle with his son's fingers. When Yang Qi'er finally managed to separate his soft, fleshy fingers while Yang Qi'er was still awake, he felt that he was going to be physically and mentally exhausted.

Yang Qi'er was put back on the bed to sleep, Ji Heng lowered his head and kissed him on the small forehead, Yang Qi'er slept like a shrimp, his whole body curled up together, Ji Heng touched his withered and yellow hair, couldn't help feeling sorry for him .

Ji Heng returned to the Nuan Pavilion, sat down opposite the emperor, and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, I want to leave the palace and go home tomorrow."

The emperor was flipping through papers, but at this moment he couldn't help but raised his head and said, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I want to use this day to hold a banquet for Qi'er. Why do you want to go back?"

Ji Heng said, "Qi'er is just getting better. He can't bear to be surprised by crowds and going outside. Even if there is a banquet, don't take him out."

The emperor said, "I know."

Ji Heng's expression was peaceful and warm, so the emperor couldn't get annoyed that he was going to leave, so he had to say, "You don't want to go back."

Ji Heng shook his head, "I've lived in this palace for half a month, and I haven't gone home to visit my father or relatives, so that's no good. Besides, all the books and materials I brought back from the southeast are in the boxes at home. Here, I have to go back and pack it up, some are for the emperor, and I want to send them in. Also, Yang Sanlang lives in my other courtyard, and I left him there for half a month, I have to go and have a look."

When the emperor heard the last sentence, he couldn't help being jealous again, and said, "What is he, you have to go and see for yourself."

Ji Heng reached out and touched the emperor's cheek, and said, "Your Majesty, don't be childish. You know how important he is."

The emperor reached out and grabbed Ji Heng's hand, and said, "Of course I know. If Xu Tiehu required my wife to be so tired to win him over, then I, the emperor, did it for nothing. I can't keep such a person."

Ji Heng frowned, "What nonsense are you talking about. Yang San's health is very bad. When he followed me to Beijing, although he didn't say anything, I think his spirit has not been very good. He must be naturally weak. His face was listless and pale. Xu Tiehu entrusted him to me to take care of him. Even in terms of friendship, I should take good care of him. Besides, this time it was Yang San himself who asked to come to Beijing with me. He wanted to Xu Tiehu can also come to Beijing this year, so that you can trust him more, your majesty, instead of treating him as a bandit who has just been recruited. Do you know how easy it is for a bandit to be recruited? Do you know how easy it is for a bandit to be recruited? It can be said that you have no intentions. Why did the emperor say those words just now? I know that appeasement of the rebels under the former king of Wu did make the court lose face, but compared to the endless wars in the southeast, this is really a very affordable thing thing."

The emperor sighed, pulled Ji Heng to sit next to him, reached out and hugged him from behind, and said in a low voice, "I understand. I was actually afraid that he would rebel. Besides, he used to be a subordinate of King Wu. , I really can't trust him."

Ji Heng said, "Xu Tiehu is a loyal and courageous person. I think he agreed, and the court did not force him, so he will not rebel. Moreover, he almost obeyed Yang San. Yang San was in the capital. , in the hands of the emperor, it is impossible for him to rebel."

The emperor said in a low voice, "Then Yang San, he has some tricks. King Wu has been gone for so many years, and his subordinates still listen to him like this bastard."

Ji Heng laughed, but didn't answer.

The emperor reached out from his collar to touch his chest, "What are you laughing at?"

Ji Heng quickly grabbed his hand, regretting that he was wearing a round collar instead of a round collar. It was so convenient for the emperor to move his hands and feet. When Ji Heng frantically restrained the emperor's hand, the emperor was on his neck again. After kissing and biting again, Ji Heng was about to get angry, so he had to say, "If you keep doing this, I will leave the palace."

The emperor had no choice but to stop, stretched out his hand to straighten his collar, and said, "I see that Qi'er always touches your chest, that little pervert."

Ji Heng said, "What nonsense. Qi'er is not used to being weaned just now, and wants to breastfeed. This is an instinctive reaction."

The emperor mumbled in a low voice, "Then I also want to eat, it's instinct."

Ji Heng raised his hand and gave the emperor a blow on the head, the emperor was still laughing after being hit by him, Ji Heng turned his head and stared at him, the emperor had no choice but to change the subject and said, "Why are you laughing, is there something between Yang San and Xu Tiehu. "

Ji Heng said, "I don't believe you don't know. Xu Tiehu regards Yang San as his wife, so he listens to him very much. As long as a person has weaknesses, he is good. Otherwise, Xu Tiehu is a monolith, we really can't use him, we can only destroy him Lose."

After talking about these things, Ji Heng talked to the emperor about the situation in the southeast and the situation of officials at all levels, especially made a detailed report on the guard system, salt industry, sea trade, taxation and so on.

These days, Ji Heng has slowly said something to the emperor, but it is always intermittent. He added, "The sea trade tax is the most likely to be intercepted by the local gentry. At that time, there will be two monitoring censors, and the monitoring will be irregular every year. It will probably be better."

The emperor said quickly, "Aren't you angry that Zhenrang arrested your uncle's house?"

Ji Heng didn't expect the emperor to talk about it by himself, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, looking at the emperor, the emperor looked calm and solemn, Ji Heng said, "I'm not angry that you arrested my uncle's house, but you asked Fu Yang to kill Qilang. It’s not something that can be done with anger.”

Ji Heng had been very gentle before, but now his face turned cold.

The emperor naturally knew about Fu Yang's ineffectiveness. Xu Qilang was indeed dead, but Ji Heng knew about it. These days, Ji Heng never mentioned it. The emperor knew that it was not that Ji Heng didn't take it to heart, but I've taken it too seriously, so I won't tell him easily.

The emperor looked at Ji Heng and whispered, "Then do you want to hate me?"

The author has something to say: About Yang Qier calling Ji Heng's father in front of people, firstly, father refers to father, secondly refers to uncle and uncle, etc., and thirdly, it is a respectful title for the elderly. Li is the third meaning, but to Ji Heng it is naturally the first meaning.It is not uncommon for several ancient emperors to call their closest and respected ministers Father.