The king's apex spoils him and is reborn

Perhaps it was because he got up late, and the day was approaching evening not long after.After having dinner with his parents, Ji Muqing came to Ji Huaiyuan's study to talk to him.

"What's the matter, so mobilizing teachers and mobilizing people?" Ji Huaiyuan saw that the doors and windows in the house were closed, and the hidden guards seemed to have been sent outside the courtyard, so he couldn't help but get serious.

The candles in the study room were dimly lit, and Ji Muqing talked leisurely in the backlight: "Muqing brought back a nine-year-old child today. Because of his mother's death, he almost fell into the hands of gangsters. Muqing saw that he was eloquent and malleable, so Come here and beg my father to teach me a thing or two in my spare time."

Ji Huaiyuan paused for a while before he understood what he meant.

"No." Ji Huaiyuan knew it was a good deed, but he still waved his hands and refused, "Your father and I are the Taifu, and I teach His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Although the Crown Prince has reached the crown now, I can't teach others casually. .”

"Then what about me?" Ji Muqing also knew that his father's authority was difficult, but this matter was originally planned to be carried out secretly.

Ji Huaiyuan only felt that he was asking nonsense, and said angrily: "You are my son, didn't you let your father supervise your homework when you were young?"

Ji Muqing raised her lips slightly, "Then you will be taught as a family member, and you will be called a distant relative to outsiders."

"You child, don't bring back an unknown person from outside." Ji Huaiyuan reminded in a solemn voice.

"No, you still have to teach yourself as the future crown prince." Ji Muqing then thought: I don't know how well Rong Yunfei read poetry and books when he was young, but the sooner he can be educated as the prince now, the sooner he can.

Ji Huaiyuan was slightly taken aback, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, a guess spontaneously occurred to him: "Could it be that you want to turn against..."

"How dare Qing'er." Ji Muqing stopped him in time, paused for a moment, and said solemnly: "The child is the heir of the emperor, the king's own flesh and blood."

Ji Huaiyuan's breathing was stagnant, and he hurriedly stepped forward to touch his forehead, "Sick?"

Ji Muqing had no choice but to avoid his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I'm serious, Jun Shang went to Jiangnan ten years ago and had a child with a luthier there."

"He said he's not sick," Ji Huaiyuan frowned, and said anxiously, "I'm all confused."

"Hey, it's true!" Ji Muqing raised his voice a bit.

Then Ji Huaiyuan saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so he thought about it carefully: "Ten years ago, the emperor went to Jiangnan, but later the crown prince was taken away by the assassin, so he hurried back. She gave birth to an heir outside."

Ji Muqing added: "That mother raised it all by herself, and your majesty doesn't even know about this child."

Then he saw that his father was still in disbelief, so he dragged Ji Huaiyuan to the living room.

There is a screen with slits in the living room, and people in the hall can be seen from the rear.

"The appearance is too similar to Jun Shang when he was young." After seeing Rong Yunfei, Ji Huaiyuan couldn't help sighing.He was sure that he had no preconceived ideas. If he met this child on the street, he would stop and marvel, but he would not think of the emperor's heir living outside.

"Really?" Ji Muqing crossed his arms around his chest and tilted his head to look, "It's similar to Feng Yi only in his eyebrows and eyes."

"The prince follows the mother, and this child follows the monarch." Ji Huaiyuan watched Rong Yunfei huddled motionless on the chair, his eyes vigilant around the surroundings like a deer, and suddenly felt pity, "It's been a long time since I saw it. Hard days."

Ji Muqing said softly: "So Dad, you believed it."

Ji Huaiyuan didn't nod or shake his head, but asked instead: "Why are you harboring this child at home?"

"It's not obvious," Ji Muqing spread out his hands, "he will inherit the throne."

"There is a way." Ji Huaiyuan also probably guessed it, and asked again: "But how do you get your majesty to admit it. The love between your majesty and the queen is a good story, and now Wang Duxing is mostly monogamous because This is a loving couple.”

Ji Muqing didn't know there was such a saying.He wondered: "Then how did King Ning come out?"

Ji Huaiyuan hesitated for a while, before bluntly speaking about the secrets many years ago: "Concubine Mi used to be the maid who was placed by the king's side, but later she fell into unrequited love and climbed into bed by means. After the king ascended the throne, I wanted to clean up However, he learned that Concubine Mi was five months pregnant. Your Majesty didn't want to hurt the innocent, so the child and Concubine Mi stayed behind."

"But it is rumored that Concubine Mi was pointed out to the monarch by the previous king." Ji Muqing sneered in his heart, "Does King Ning himself not know about this, so the eldest son he has always been proud of is a joke?"

"It's not wrong to say the eldest son. After all, the king recognized him back then. And it also involves the reputation of the former king. The family relationship of the king's family is mostly weak, but the superficial filial piety of father and son must be maintained."

Ji Huaiyuan sighed, and got back to business: "Like this kid today, wouldn't you just slap him in the face if you let the king admit it?"

The father's mention made Ji Muqing hesitate, he lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, before saying seriously: "Let me think about it, there will always be a way."

For a while, Ji Muqing didn't have any thoughts. After sending her father away, Ji Muqing strode out from behind the screen and stared at Rong Yunfei who was about to cry again.

When the child saw that it was him, the child burst into tears instantly.

"Stop crying?" He said happily as if watching a play, "It's pretty easy to pretend if you don't see it."

Rong Yunfei flinched back, still maintaining a vigilant posture.After a while, I finally couldn't restrain my emotions, and shouted: "Mother said that it is a great skill for people like us who are subservient to others, to be able to live well, so why don't you think about how to settle down decently." Before he could say anything, After speaking, I couldn't hold back my tears.

Ji Muqing realized that he was really wronged this time, and said with erratic eyes, "I didn't say I won't let you be disgraceful." Then Ji Muqing saw him bursting into tears from the corner of his eye, looking like a suffering little beast, and said with a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart: "When you're almost done, just wipe your face, take care of your body first, and then think about pear blossoms and rain to make people love you."

Seeing the reluctance in people's eyes, Ji Muqing stepped forward and grabbed him, and said while watching his thrashing, "Don't think badly about people, I just take you to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors." , to get back the surname and status you deserve."

Rong Yunfei stopped moving, and asked in a low voice: "Recognize the ancestors and return to the clan, whose family is it?"

Ji Muqing pulled people out of the banquet hall, and said calmly, "It's not my family anyway."

After that day, Rong Yunfei lived in the side courtyard as if accepting his fate.Ji Muqing didn't urge him to change his surname, and he wasn't short of food and clothing.

During the day, he would be secretly sent to Ji Huaiyuan's courtyard to read and write, and at night he would return to his own courtyard.It didn't take long for such a day, and he agreed to the matter of Yi's surname.

Everyone said that he was sensible, but only Ji Muqing knew that this was his plan to delay the attack.

The day soon came to the Zhonghe Festival in the second lunar month.

Having not seen Xiao Beichen for several days, Ji Muqing leaned on the recliner in the courtyard, lazily bathing in the sun.

February is the beginning of farming. On the day of Zhonghe Festival, folks will exchange grains and melon and fruit seeds to pray for a good harvest in autumn.For the Ji Mansion, on this day, most of them would just brew some spring wine for sacrifice, to pray for the fields under their name.

Hearing the bickering of the two children on the other side, Ji Muqing frowned and said, "Just plant some flowers and plants. There is no farming in Ji's mansion."

Duan Yan said with a smile: "There are many plants in the south of the Yangtze River, and the desert is particularly cherished. The two children stay here together and share similar interests." A few days ago, he picked up A Ye from the west, and he didn't think that A Ye would not love it. The temperament of speaking fits well with Rong Yunfei.

"Okay, you guys can play." Ji Muqing turned his back, the gradually rising sun was a bit dazzling, "I'm just waiting for the royal banquet at night."

A Ye pulled Duan Yan's sleeve and asked: "Brother General, will you not celebrate the festival with us tonight?"

"Don't pay attention to him, the teacher said that he is not doing his job properly, he always thinks about eating and sleeping." Rong Yunfei found a way to hurt Ji Muqing in the past few days.

"Is this what my father said?" Ji Muqing sat up abruptly, strode forward and picked him up again, "Don't think that just because you are favored by my father, you will become fat because of your courage."

"Then why do you always stay at home, don't you have to go to court?" Rong Yunfei lowered his limbs and said expressionlessly.

It was not as interesting as before, so Ji Muqing let go of him, leisurely returned to the recliner, and said indifferently: "There is nothing in the army, and the ministers now wish that I would do nothing."

"Why?" Rong Yunfei asked while supporting a shovel that was taller than himself.

Ji Muqing smiled lightly: "Do you understand what I said?"

"Understood." Rong Yunfei was dissatisfied, as if eager to prove himself, "Teacher often talks to me about court affairs."

Ji Muqing tilted her head slightly, and thought to herself: Father taught the child this early?

He paused for a moment, then said slowly: "Staying in my house for so many days, you should be able to see that my family has both high-ranking officials and military power, and the sharp edge is too revealing. This will inevitably arouse jealousy and be easily framed."

This time Rong Yunfei humbly asked for advice: "And then?"

"But your majesty will not cut power, because he values ​​His Royal Highness the Crown Prince very much, and the Ji family is the crown prince's sure family. As long as it is within the allowable range, the more powerful the Ji family is, the more it can help the prince. So now we have to rely on The Ji family will keep their duties well." Ji Mu will stop when he counts.

Rong Yunfei scratched his head, but he didn't fully understand, but he understood one thing: Ji's family is the family of the prince's wife.

He asked again: "Who is the Crown Princess?"

Ji Muqing smiled, and generously admitted: "Me."

The author has something to say: Pushing the plot, this article has never been a conspiracy, and the internal conflicts are all about blood and love.Many relationships between monarchs and ministers are private, little angels, don't get entangled, you should write political articles when you have the opportunity in the future.