The daily life of the crown prince of the Song Dynasty

Han Qi teased Fan Zhongyan and asked, "Xiwen, how does it feel to be plucked by His Royal Highness?"

Fan Zhongyan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It hurts a lot. I didn't expect His Royal Highness to be small, but his hands are not weak."

Han Qi and the others laughed at what he said: "Hahahaha..."

Ouyang Xiu joked, "I see you enjoyed being plucked just now, I thought you didn't feel any pain."

"It's a great honor to be plucked by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Bao Zheng teased Fan Zhongyan, "Isn't it, brother Xiwen?"

Of Han Qi and the others, only Fan Zhongyan had a big beard.

Bao Zheng and the others thought that Fan Zhongyan's big beard was not good-looking, so they buried him more than once and persuaded him to shave off his beard, but he insisted on growing a beard.

Fan Zhongyan's appearance was originally rough, and he had a big beard, which made him look like a bandit, and he really didn't have any literati temperament.

"It is of course a great honor to be plucked by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Fan Zhongyan raised his chin slightly and said proudly.

Seeing that Fan Zhongyan was still proud, Han Qi and the others laughed and shook their heads.

"Speaking of which, His Royal Highness is quite courageous. He even dared to pull out Xiwen's beard." Han Qi looked at Fan Zhongyan and joked with a smile. Brother Xiwen's beard is gone."

"Yes, yes, as long as my son is disobedient, I will move out Brother Xiwen, and he will immediately become obedient." Ouyang Xiu said with a smile, "This trick has been tried and tested repeatedly."

Fu Bi echoed, "My son is too."

Han Qi followed suit and said, "My son is too. As long as Brother Xiwen comes to my house, my son will be very well-behaved."

Bao Zheng didn't bring out Fan Zhongyan to scare his son, but when he heard Han Qi and the others say that, he couldn't help laughing: "Hahahahaha..."

Fan Zhongyan, who was used to scare children, turned black.

"What do you take me for?"

"You look very fierce with a beard. Don't say that children are afraid of you, even many ministers in the court are afraid of you." Han Qi laughed, "His Royal Highness is not afraid of you, it is really unexpected."

Fan Zhongyan snorted lightly and said, "His Royal Highness thinks I'm kind."

"Are you kind?" Ouyang Xiu and the others laughed again as if they had heard a big joke.

Fan Zhongyan's face became darker and darker when he was laughed by several friends, "You are just jealous of His Royal Highness being close to me and pulling my beard."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fan Zhongyan was too lazy to talk to Han Qi and the others, so he threw his sleeves angrily and left first.

"Brother Xiwen, wait for us."

In Funing Palace, Song Renzong was also pulled out by Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang pulled out Fan Zhongyan's beard, and naturally Song Renzong would not be missing.

Song Renzong felt pain when his son pulled his beard, but he was not angry at all, and let his son pull his beard.

Zhao Yang pulled Song Renzong's beard for a while, his hands were sore, so he let his father go temporarily.

Song Renzong asked Zhang Maoshi to bring some snacks from the imperial kitchen.During this period of time, Zhao Yang has grown a few more teeth, and now he eats snacks without the help of others to crush them.

"Fukang, what game were you playing just now?" Song Renzong asked deliberately.

"Daddy, Yang Yang and I just played the game of counting and answering "Thousand Characters"." Princess Fukang couldn't help showing off to Song Renzong again, "Yang Yang is amazing, whether it is counting or answering "Thousand Characters" "Thousand Characters" are all correct."

"Yang Yang is so powerful."

Holding the pastry in both hands, Zhao Yang gnawed slowly seeing Song Renzong complimenting him with a smile, and the alarm bell in his heart sounded immediately. He felt that Song Renzong had bad intentions, so he didn't want to talk to him.

"Yangyang, how about Daddy playing games with you?" Song Renzong smiled kindly, "Daddy will play "Thousand Characters" with you."

Sure enough!

He knows it!

Zhao Yang shook his head at Song Renzong: "Not good."

Song Renzong didn't expect to be rejected by his son, he was slightly taken aback, and then asked softly: "Don't you want to play with daddy?"

"In no mood!"

Song Renzong: "...why don't you want to play with daddy?"

Zhao Yang said with a sullen face, "It's not fun."

"It's very fun, how about Yang Yang playing with Daddy?" Song Renzong coaxed, "Daddy wants to play with Yang Yang."

Hmph, I believe you, old man.

You bad old man just wants to test me, so I won't be fooled.

"Not good." Zhao Yang pointed to Princess Fukang, "Daddy is playing with sister."

"But, Daddy just wants to play with you."

Zhao Yang looked at Song Renzong, and then said with disgust, "I don't want to play with daddy."

Song Renzong, who was ruthlessly rejected by his son: "..."

Seeing that Song Renzong was a little sad, Princess Fukang quickly said to Zhao Yang: "Yang Yang, Daddy wants to play games with you, so you can play with Daddy, otherwise Daddy will be sad."

Zhao Yang heard the words and looked at Song Renzong.

Song Renzong nodded to him, pretending to be pitiful and said: "Dad is so sad that Yang Yang doesn't play games with Daddy."

Seeing Song Renzong pretending to be pitiful, Zhao Yang sneered in his heart, don't think that if you act miserable, I will be fooled, I won't be so stupid.

"Daddy is sad?"

Song Renzong nodded again and again: "Dad is very sad if Yang Yang doesn't play with him."

After Zhao Yang heard this, he smiled brightly at Song Renzong: "I'm not sad."

Song Renzong: "..."

The son's answer was unexpected by Song Renzong.

Princess Fukang was also surprised by Zhao Yang's answer, and stared at him blankly.

Standing aside, Zhang Maoshi almost couldn't help laughing, but fortunately he held back in time.

Zhao Yang smiled innocently: "Daddy is sad, but I am not."

Song Renzong was dumbfounded by his son's "unfilial" words, reached out and hugged his son in his arms, and pinched his little face punishingly.

"Little bastard."

Zhao Yang retorted childishly: "Daddy is a big villain."

"What's so bad about daddy?" Song Renzong was not only not angry when his son talked back, but also smiled very dotingly, "You little villain doesn't play games with daddy."

Zhao Yang insisted: "If you don't play, you don't play." He didn't want to read and endorse books when he was over one year old.

Song Renzong had no choice but to follow him with his son.

"Then what do you want to play?"

"Riding a horse." Zhao Yang raised his hand and patted Song Renzong's face and said, "Daddy, I want to ride a horse, a big horse."

"Okay, daddy will accompany you to ride the big horse." After Song Renzong finished speaking, he put his son on the ground, and immediately prepared to kneel on the ground.

Seeing this, Zhang Maoshi hurried forward and said, "Officials, let's carry His Highness the Crown Prince."

Song Renzong waved his hand, signaling Zhang Maoshi to retreat.Then, he knelt down on the ground: "Come on, Yang Yang." He was afraid that his son would not be able to climb up on his back, so he purposely lay down very low.

Zhao Yang was not polite, and climbed onto Song Renzong's back with both hands and feet.

Song Renzong was worried that his son would fall from his back, so he said to Princess Fukang: "Fukang, you support Yangyang."

"Yes, Daddy."

Zhao Yang patted Song Renzong on the back and yelled, "Drive!"

Song Renzong, carrying his son on his back, slowly knelt and got up on the ground.

Princess Fukang walked aside, ready to help Zhao Yang with both hands, but was waved away by Zhao Yang.

"No sister." After finishing speaking, he patted Song Renzong on the back again, "Drive!" A pair of short legs swayed happily. "Daddy, hurry up."

"Okay, okay." Song Renzong's "horse" sped up a little bit, and got up in Funing Palace with his son on his back.

Zhao Yang, who was sitting on Song Renzong's back, yelled "drive" loudly and laughed very happily.

Standing aside, Zhang Maoshi was of course very shocked to see Song Renzong kneeling and crawling on the ground.In the past, when King Yu was alive, the officials loved him very much, but the officials never knelt on the ground to carry King Yu.

Now, the official family is kneeling on the ground like a horse carrying His Highness the Crown Prince in Funing Palace. It really is...the official family really loves His Highness the Crown Prince.

Song Renzong climbed for a long time with Zhao Yang on his back.Then he sat his son on his shoulders.

Zhao Yang sat on Song Renzong's shoulders, with a pair of small hands holding his head, and a pair of short legs hanging down on both sides of his neck.

Song Renzong grabbed his son's two short legs and started trotting in Funing Palace.

"Hehehehe..." Zhao Yang smiled happily, and the crisp laughter filled the entire Funing Palace.

After playing with his son for a while, Song Renzong stopped.

Princess Fukang was called to Song Renzong, and Song Renzong began to inspect her homework.

Zhao Yang sat in Song Renzong's arms, listening to his sister recite Ouyang Xiu's essay.

Princess Fukang's endorsement was good this time, and she was praised by Song Renzong.

After inspecting Princess Fukang's homework, Song Renzong began to teach her to read again.Zhao Yang originally thought that there was nothing to do with him, but he didn't expect Song Renzong to teach with him.

After listening for a while, Zhao Yang gave up and broke free from Song Renzong's arms.

Zhao Yang took Princess Fukang's hand and said softly, "Sister, play peek-a-boo."

Princess Fukang's eyes lit up immediately, but she didn't dare to agree immediately, but looked at Song Renzong eagerly.

Song Renzong smiled helplessly, but his tone was full of indulgence: "Daddy will play peek-a-boo with you."

Next, he played hide-and-seek with the two children until just before lunch.

For lunch, Zhao Yang and Princess Fukang stayed in Funing Palace.

Song Renzong fed Zhao Yang himself, and his movements were very skillful and careful, so that Zhao Yang didn't choke.

After playing all morning, Zhao Yang was a little hungry and ate a bowl and a half of rice.Song Renzong didn't eat until after feeding his son.

After lunch, Song Renzong took Zhao Yang and the others for a walk to digest food.

After walking, Zhao Yang became sleepy, and Song Renzong asked him to take a nap in Funing Palace instead of sending him back to Kunning Palace.When he woke up, Song Renzong was teaching Princess Fukang to practice calligraphy.

"Yangyang, do you want to write?"

Zhao Yang looked at Song Renzong, and suddenly thought of a bad idea, reached out and grabbed the brush and began to scribble.

Song Renzong just wrote a Feibai style, which was ruined by his son's scribbles.He wasn't angry either, and let his son paint nonsense.

Zhao Yang scribbled for a while, and his little hands were covered with ink.He raised his dirty hands in a tricky manner, and touched Song Renzong's face randomly, and Song Renzong's face was covered with ink.

Princess Fukang saw that her father's face was disfigured by Zhao Yang, and couldn't help laughing: "Daddy, you have become a big tabby cat."

Song Renzong reached out and pinched his son's little nose, and said helplessly and indulgently: "Yangyang, you little villain."

"Hey hey..." Zhao Yang smirked, then grabbed a brush and began to draw on Song Renzong's face.

Song Renzong didn't stop his son from scribbling on his face.After a while, his face was painted in a mess, and no one was clean.

In fact, Zhao Yang really wanted to draw a bastard on Song Renzong's face, but now he is still young and can't draw like this, so he can only scribble crookedly.When he is older, he will definitely draw a big bastard on his father's face.