The daily life of the crown prince of the Song Dynasty

Sure enough, Princess Fukang guessed it right, and she had to memorize all the good poems and lyrics that appeared at the Shangyuan Festival Poetry Conference.Princess Fukang hated these people who love to write poetry when they have nothing to do.Even if you want to write poems and lyrics, can't you write less?They wrote poems and lyrics happily, but it was her who was unlucky.She has enough articles and poems to memorize on weekdays, but now she has to memorize more poems. It's really... People who like to compose poems and lyrics are too annoying.

Zhao Yang deeply agreed, whether these people have no hobbies other than poetry and lyrics, so they can't do some practical things.Compared with writing poems and lyrics, it is not better to be able to do some practical things for the people.

When he thought that when he grew up, there would be countless articles, poems and songs waiting for him to memorize, Zhao Yang suddenly felt that he had no love in life.

Although Zhao Yang and Princess Fukang hate reciting poems and reciting lyrics, they can't stop literati students from writing poems and lyrics.

Song Renzong and Empress Cao found that on the way back to the palace, the two little guys were not very energetic.More than that, it has a sad meaning.

"Fukang, what's the matter with you, are you unhappy?" Empress Cao reached out and touched Princess Fukang's little head, "Didn't you have a good time today, and now you are going back to the palace unhappy?"

Princess Fukang shook her head, held her mouth shut and said, "No."

"Then why are you unhappy?"

Song Renzong looked down at his sullen son leaning in his arms, and asked amusedly, "Yang Yang, why are you unhappy and reluctant to go back to the palace?"

"No." He was lamenting his miserable endorsement life in the future.

"Ma'am, Yang Yang and I are unhappy because we have to recite poems and lyrics." Princess Fukang said angrily, "Daddy asked me to recite all the good poems and lyrics from today's poetry meeting. I hate reciting poems and reciting lyrics."

Song Renzong and Empress Cao didn't expect this to be the reason for Princess Fukang's displeasure, and they couldn't laugh or cry.

Princess Fukang continued to complain: "I still have a lot of articles and poems that I haven't memorized. Now that there are so many more poems, when will I recite them." Woooooooooooo, she reads and recites every day.Some time ago, she was reciting articles and poems in her dreams at night.

Empress Cao smiled and said: "Good articles and poems should be memorized, and you can memorize them slowly."

Princess Fukang pouted her small mouth very high: "I don't like to recite, and I don't want to recite." After finishing speaking, she looked at Song Renzong pitifully, "Daddy, can I not recite?"

Song Renzong smiled kindly at Princess Fukang, but what he said next was very ruthless.

"No, you have to memorize it carefully."

Princess Fukang didn't want to talk to her father, turned around and threw herself into Empress Cao's arms, with her back to Song Renzong.

"Yangyang, you can't learn from your sister." Song Renzong was very helpless about the fact that his daughter didn't like to endorse. "When you grow up in the future, you must recite the book well."

"Then I don't want to grow up." As the crown prince, he has a very heavy learning task in the future.In addition to learning the Four Books and Five Classics and poems and songs, you must also learn the art of emperors.Not only that, he also has to learn the art of war and martial arts.It's over, when he is six years old, he will never have an easy day.

"Hahahaha..." Song Renzong was amused by his son's childish words, "Didn't you make a bet with Wang Yu that you want to learn to recite poems and write? Are you going to lose to him and call him brother?"

(⊙o⊙)...Forgot about this matter, why did he make this bet with Wang Pangpang.

Song Renzong patted his son on the back, "Tomorrow, Daddy and Madam will teach you to recite poems and write, okay?"

Zhao Yang puffed his face and didn't speak.

"Yangyang, are you going to lose to Wang Yu?" Song Renzong provoked his son with Wang Yu, "Wang Yu knew a lot of Tang poems and wrote a lot of characters when you were your age, but you can't even write a single poem." If you don’t know how to write a single word, you will really lose to Wang Yu and call him brother Wang Yu.”

Zhao Yang gritted his teeth and said, "I'll learn!" He was really stupid, why would he bet with Wang Pangpang.Because of this bet, he started his study career ahead of schedule, and it was really self-inflicted.

"Okay, starting from tomorrow, Daddy and Madam will teach you, so you won't let you lose to Wang Yu." Seeing that Wang Yu was so smart at a young age, Song Renzong was not convinced, and felt that his son would not lose to Wang Yu at all.As long as you teach your son well, your son will definitely be smarter than Wang Yu.

When Zhao Yang heard this, he suddenly felt that the sky was falling, and he was emo.

"Daddy, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep." He didn't want to face this cruel world for the time being.

"Go to sleep." Song Renzong changed his hugging position, allowing his son to sleep more comfortably in his arms.

"Ma'am, I want to sleep too." Princess Fukang felt that only sleeping could make her forget the pain of endorsing the book.

Empress Cao patted Princess Fukang on the back, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Song Renzong looked at the son in his arms, then at the daughter in Empress Cao's arms, and smiled helplessly: "In the future, we must take good care of Fukang, and we must not let her dislike of endorsement be passed on to Yang Yang."

"Officials, Fukang is also complaining, but he still endorses honestly on weekdays."

Song Renzong suddenly thought of something, and his face became worried: "It's a good thing or a bad thing to let Yang Yang read and write now?" Song Renzong was very conflicted. On the one hand, he hoped that his son could read and write early. I don't want my son to study early.As the saying goes, Huiji will hurt, Song Renzong worried that his son was too smart and hurt his body.

Empress Cao understood what Song Renzong was worried about, and comforted him: "Officials, let's teach him some simple things now, without strictly requiring him to learn, so that it is easy to learn."

Song Renzong nodded and said, "I will do as you say." After speaking, he looked down at his sleeping son lovingly, "Next month, I will take Yang Yang to Xiangguo Temple."

"With the blessing of the Buddha, Yang Yang will surely grow up in peace."

"must be able to."

Back in the palace, Song Renzong did not go back to his Funing Palace, but went directly to Kunning Palace.

Empress Cao washed Princess Fukang.Song Renzong washed Zhao Yang himself.

Played all day today, and didn't take a nap at noon, Zhao Yang slept very deeply, even being washed in Song Renzong's arms, he didn't wake up.

Zhao Yang is still too young to sleep on the big bed with Song Renzong and Empress Cao for the time being, so he can only continue to sleep on his small bed.

After Song Renzong washed up, he sat on the side of the small bed, resting his chin on his hands and looking at his sleeping son.

Empress Cao settled down with Princess Fukang before returning to her bedroom. Seeing Song Renzong sitting on the side of the crib staring at his son, she asked curiously, "Officials, what are you looking at?"

"Looking at Yang Yang." Song Renzong looked at Empress Cao and asked, "Is Fukang asleep?"

"Sleep, she was very tired after playing all day today, and fell asleep as soon as she lay down."

"Queen, let's sleep too."

Just when Empress Cao was about to fall asleep, she vaguely heard Song Renzong's words.

"Queen, thank you for giving birth to Yang Yang."

"I regret that I didn't follow you sooner... Fortunately, you have given birth to me now, thank you..."

When Empress Cao heard these words, her heart did not fluctuate, nor did she wake up.

Early the next morning, Song Renzong got up.Today is the morning court, which is the first morning court in the new year.Fortunately, there is not much to do in the early morning, and Chenshi is over.

After the morning court, Song Renzong hurriedly changed his clothes and left the palace in a hurry.Empress Cao had already brought Yang Yang and Princess Fukang to Qian's house.

Empress Cao was careful, and before coming to Qian's house, she prepared a lot of things for Wang Anshi and his family.

From Bianjing to Shuzhou, the journey is long and tiring.Empress Cao prepared some food, clothing, and supplies for them, so that they would be more convenient on the way.

Not long after Song Renzong came to Qian's house, Wang Anshi and his family came to Qian's house to bid farewell to them.

Zhao Yang and his family sent Wang Yu and his family outside the city.Sitting down in a tea shop outside the city, the two families said goodbye.

Wang Yu took Zhao Yang's hand, his little dark face was full of reluctance.

"Yangyang, don't you really want to go to Shuzhou with me?" He really hated Yangyang and wanted Yangyang to go to Shuzhou with him.

"Fatty, I can't bear you either." Zhao Yang raised his hand and patted Wang Yu's chubby face, "You can write me a letter." After finishing speaking, he took a small cage from the guard at the side. There is a carrier pigeon, "Fatty, this carrier pigeon is for you, you can let the carrier pigeon deliver letters to me."

"Carrier pigeon?" Wang Yu took the small cage with surprise on his face, "Can it really deliver letters?"

"Yes, you have to treat it well." This carrier pigeon was cultivated by the Imperial City Division and is very precious.

Wang Yu held the little lantern in his arms with both hands, and said to Zhao Yang seriously: "Yangyang, don't worry, I will take good care of it."

"Fatty, I'm waiting for your letter."

"I will definitely write to you." Wang Yu thought of something, and hurriedly told Zhao Yang, "Yangyang, you have to learn to write quickly."

Zhao Yang, who was urged to learn to write quickly, was speechless, then nodded and said: "I will learn." After speaking, he added, "I will not lose to you."

"You will lose to me." Wang Yu smiled happily, "You will definitely call me brother."

"Impossible." He didn't believe that a person who lived two lives would lose to a three-year-old kid.

Here, Wang Yu and Zhao Yang said goodbye reluctantly.Over there, Wang Anshi and Song Renzong were also saying goodbye.

Although reluctant, but after all we have to part.

Wang Yu didn't cry at first, but when he was carried into the bullock cart by his father, he couldn't help crying, crying to tell Yang Yang not to forget him.

Zhao Yang didn't intend to cry at first, but when Wang Yu cried like this, he couldn't help crying too.

Song Renzong held Zhao Yang in his arms and coaxed him for a long time before coaxing him well.

Song Renzong and the others did not return to the city until the bullock cart carrying Wang Anshi and the others could not be seen.

Song Renzong still had things to do. After seeing off Wang Anshi and his family, he hurried back to the palace.Empress Cao took Zhao Yang and Princess Fukang back to Kunning Palace.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with His Royal Highness, why does he look unhappy?" Miao Zhaorong asked with concern, "Is there something wrong with His Highness?"

"No, he is reluctant to part with his friend." Empress Cao said, "I just cried a lot."

"His Royal Highness, my little lady will make you some snacks, okay?"

"Okay." Upon hearing that there is some snack to eat, Zhao Yang immediately regained his energy, "Little lady, I want to eat jujube cake."

"Okay, okay, my little lady will do it for you right away." Seeing that His Royal Highness regained his energy, Miao Zhaorong felt much more at ease.

Miao Zhaorong turned around and went to the small kitchen of Kunning Palace to make snacks. Empress Cao taught Zhao Yang how to read and write.Princess Fukang reads obediently.Tomorrow, she will be studying, and she still has a lot of articles and poems to memorize.

Princess Fukang was taught by Empress Cao to read when she was a child.The copybooks that Princess Fukang was taught to recognize are still there, and Empress Cao can directly take them out to teach Zhao Yang.

In the Song Dynasty, there was no Chinese pinyin, and they were all able to recognize characters directly.

Empress Cao taught Zhao Yang how to read and told him what the word meant.

Zhao Yang suddenly felt that learning to read and write again was a very difficult thing, but he had to learn it.He didn't learn it once, but Empress Cao taught him three times before he learned it.

It would be too exaggerated to teach it once and learn it. Zhao Yang didn't want to become a "genius".

It is easy to pretend to be a genius when you are young, but when you grow up, it is not so easy to pretend to be a genius.Besides, being a genius is not a good thing.He'd better pretend to be clever.

At this time, on an ox cart outside Bianjing City, Wang Yu had stopped crying and was studying poetry with his father, and what he was learning was the poems at the Yuan Festival Poetry Conference last night.

After studying for a while, Wu Qiong asked the father and son to rest for a while, have some snacks and drink tea.

The dim sum was given to them by Empress Cao, very delicate and delicious.

"I'm afraid this dim sum is not cheap." Wu Qiong only took a small bite, and realized that this dim sum was different. "I'm afraid it's the best dim sum in Bianjing." She can also make dim sum herself, but the ingredients she uses are common.And the dim sum that Mrs. Cao gave them was very soft and sweet, and the ingredients used must be excellent.

Wang Anshi didn't think there was anything wrong, and comforted Wu Qiong: "Don't worry about it."

"I just feel a little embarrassed." Wu Qiong said, "Our two families just met yesterday, and today their family gave us so many precious things."

"When we get to Shuzhou, send some things from Shuzhou to Brother Zhou and the others." Wang Anshi never thought that Brother Zhou and his family were so generous and thoughtful, preparing so many things for them that they needed on the way.

"Okay, send some more then."

Wang Xi was feeding the carrier pigeons for snacks. Hearing what his father said, he said quickly: "When I get to Shuzhou, I will catch a bird and give it to Yang Yang." Give Yangyang a beautiful bird.

"it is good."

"Officer, this carrier pigeon is not owned by ordinary people." Wu Qiong was a little curious about the identity of Mrs. Cao and her family, "Who do you think Mrs. Cao and her family are?"

"It's either rich or expensive." Wang Anshi guessed that Brother Zhou and his family came from a famous family, but he didn't know which family it was. After all, he didn't know the dignitaries in Bianjing. "Brother Zhou and his family are all open-minded people. We don't need to care about their identities. If we do, we will let down Brother Zhou's good intentions."

"You're right. It's a pity that our two families separated after a day of acquaintance. We don't know when we will meet next time."

Wang Anshi said with a deep expression: "We will meet again in Bianjing in the future."

Thanks to Empress Cao who prepared a lot of things for Wang Anshi and his family, this saved their family a lot of suffering and trouble on the way.

Zhao Yang originally thought that his reading and writing career would be as hard as Princess Fukang's, but he didn't expect that, on the contrary, it was very easy.If he is willing to learn, he will learn, if he is not willing to learn, he will not learn. Empress Cao and Song Renzong did not force him at all, which made him feel relieved.

Princess Fukang saw that Song Renzong and Empress Cao taught Zhao Yang to read and write very loosely, not only did not force him to read, but also did not ask him to endorse, which made her envious.At the same time, she was very unconvinced, and protested to Song Renzong for this, but was ruthlessly dismissed by her father.Her father said that she was seven years old and she should study seriously, while Zhao Yang was only two years old.

Zhao Yang comforted Princess Fukang, and when he grew up to her age, he would study and endorse seriously, which made her feel balanced.

At this time, Zhao Yang was studying with Empress Cao, and he was reading "Thousand Character Essay".

Before, Empress Cao taught Zhao Yang's "Thousand Characters", but at that time it was not a real teaching, but just for fun.This time, Empress Cao taught "Thousand-Character Essay" again very seriously, teaching each character one by one.

"Thousand Characters" is an enlightenment book, and every child will learn it when they first start reading, and Zhao Yang is no exception.

"Jin and Chu are more domineering, while Zhao and Wei are domineering."

Zhao Yang followed Empress Cao and read this sentence obediently: "Jin and Chu are more domineering, and Zhao Wei is more domineering."

Empress Cao read it twice with Zhao Yang.After reading, ask your son to repeat the sentence.In fact, he just asked Zhao Yang to recite this sentence.

It is very simple to recite a sentence, and Zhao Yang recited it verbatim.

Empress Cao praised her son, and then began to write out every word in this sentence stroke by stroke, and then explained it word by word.

When explaining each character, Empress Cao will also form words and sentences for this character, so that Zhao Yang can better understand the meaning of this character.

After explaining the meaning of the eight characters in this sentence, Empress Cao held her son's hand and began to teach him to write the eight characters.

Zhao Yang was small and his wrist was weak. If Empress Cao didn't hold his hand to write, his handwriting would float.

Empress Cao taught Zhao Yang to write these eight characters three times, and he knew how to write them.Then, teach him the next sentence.

Miao Zhaorong sat aside, embroidering, and watching Empress Cao teach Zhao Yang how to read and write.Listening to His Highness the Crown Prince's milky sound of reading, Miao Zhaorong's heart softened.

After studying for half an hour, Empress Cao stopped and asked Zhao Yang to play for a while.

Miao Zhaorong specially made delicious food for Zhao Yang.Since Zhao Yang started to read and write, Miao Zhaorong would cook him various delicacies every day to reward him.

After eating the steamed flan and milk tea cheese made by Miao Zhaorong, Zhao Yang carried Dabai to the courtyard of Kunning Palace to play.

When he was playing, Empress Cao never urged him. When he finished playing, she would ask him if he wanted to continue learning.If he's going to keep learning, she's going to keep teaching.If he didn't want to continue learning, Empress Cao would not force him to learn.

Zhao Yang and Dabai were playing cuju in the yard, one person and one goose fought to kick cuju, having a great time.

After playing with Dabai for a while, Zhao Yang asked Yuan Song and Yuan Bai to play with him.He was with Dabai, Yuan Song and Yuan Bai, and they fought to kick each other.

Dabai and Zhao Yang were very gentle when they played Cuju, but they were very aggressive when their opponents were replaced by other people. They chased Yuan Song and Yuan Baidao, which made Yuan Song and the others very painful.

After the new year, Dabai has grown up a lot, and his nagging skills have also improved a lot.

After playing Cuju for half an hour, Zhao Yang stopped playing and continued to study with Empress Cao obediently.

In Funing Palace, not long ago, Song Renzong and Ouyang Xiu had just finished their business discussions.At the moment, they are drinking tea and chatting.

"Officials, how is His Royal Highness studying?" Han Qi asked after finishing his tea, putting down the teacup in his hand.

"He is learning "Thousand Characters" from the queen, and he has learned half of it yesterday." Song Renzong smiled, "He remembers every word the queen taught him, and he can write it. However, he is still too young now. It's not well written."

"His Royal Highness can write?" Han Qi and the others looked surprised, "Your Highness is learning so fast."

"This child has a good memory. The queen taught him three times, and he can remember it firmly." When Song Renzong said this, his expression looked very calm, but his tone could not hide his complacency.

Ouyang Xiu and the others praised: "His Royal Highness is smart."

"Compared with Wang Anshi's son, it is still a bit worse. When Wang Anshi's son was so old, he could already recite a lot of Tang poems and write a lot of words." Song Renzong did not forget his son's bet with Wang Anshi's son .

"Officials, His Highness the Crown Prince only started to read and write." Han Qi knew that Song Renzong didn't really think that His Highness the Crown Prince was inferior to Wang Anshi's son, "With His Highness the Crown Prince's intelligence, he will soon surpass Wang Anshi's son."

"If Yang Yang loses to Wang Anshi's son, he will be called his elder brother." When mentioning Wang Anshi, Song Renzong talked about him.

After meeting Wang Anshi on the Shangyuan Festival, Song Renzong went to find out about Wang Anshi's situation.After careful understanding, Song Renzong appreciated Wang Anshi's talent more and more.

Ouyang Xiu and the others knew about Wang Anshi, and they had heard a lot about him from Wen Yanbo, but they had never met him.Now, hearing that the officials were full of praise for Wang Anshi made Han Qi and the others very curious about him.

After chatting with Song Renzong for a while, Su Zimei and the others withdrew.

Back at the Imperial Academy, Ouyang Xiu and the others talked about Zhao Yang.

"I haven't seen His Highness the Crown Prince for a long time, and I don't know if His Highness the Crown Prince has grown up?" Han Qi and the others still saw His Highness the Crown Prince on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and since then, they have not seen the Crown Prince again for more than a month. Your Highness.

Originally thought that they would be able to see His Highness the Crown Prince after they entered the court, but His Highness the Crown Prince never came to the Imperial Academy because of his studies.

"It's a good thing that His Highness is studying now." Ouyang Xiu had an idea in his mind, and decided to give His Highness a copybook for His Highness to practice calligraphy.

"Wang Anshi's son can recite Tang poems and write at the age of two, how did he teach it?" Han Qi felt very headache when he thought of his son, "My son still can't recite a few poems, and he can't write well. "Han Qi's son, who is eight years old this year, is very naughty and unwilling to study hard, which makes Han Qi very confused. "I want to ask him."

"If you beat your son hard, he will study honestly." Ouyang Xiu said, "You dote on your son too much."

Fan Zhongyan nodded in agreement: "Uncle Yong is right, Zhigui, you dote on your son too much."

Han Qi rubbed his nose and said awkwardly: "I want to beat him up too, but my wife won't let me beat him up. Every time I talk about my son, she protects him and quarrels with me."

Ouyang Xiu pointed at Han Qi and mocked him unceremoniously: "Fear of guilt!"

Fan Zhongyan raised his hand and patted Han Qi's shoulder, and said to him in a very serious tone: "Zhigui, when it comes to educating your son, you can't be afraid of yourself."

Bao Zheng also patted Han Qi on the shoulder, and taught him in the tone of someone who has experienced it: "Zhigui, if you are afraid of guilt in teaching your son, you will not be able to teach your son well. Your son is smart and witty, and you will become a talent if you teach him well. But you can’t teach your son badly because you are afraid of guilt.”

"Zhigui, I think you should have a good talk with your wife." Fu Biyan said, "Your son is eight years old this year, and it will be too late if you don't teach him well."

Su Zimei laughed at Han Qi and said, "Zhigui, I really didn't expect you to be so fearful of guilt."

Han Qi's face was flushed by what his friends said, and he defended himself stiffly: "I don't want to be as knowledgeable as her."

"Hahahaha... I don't think you dare..."

"You..." Being ridiculed mercilessly by his friends, Han Qi was very angry.

After Ouyang Xiu and the others left Funing Palace, Song Renzong went to Kunning Palace to visit his son.When he came to Kunning Palace, Zhao Yang was lying on the table, earnestly drawing red.

The copybook was specially made by Song Renzong for his son.

Zhao Yang didn't notice Song Renzong's arrival, he was frowning, and painted red with a solemn expression.

In his previous life, he could also write calligraphy, and his writing was not bad.It stands to reason that it shouldn't be difficult to write calligraphy in this life, but he is too small now, not to mention that his wrist is weak, but he can't even grasp the brush because his hands are too small.

Zhao Yang saw that he painted the ground crookedly in red, like a ghost drawing talisman, and he was full of disgust in his heart.

Wang Pangpang is only one year older than him, but Pangpang's handwriting is better than his.Although Chubby's handwriting is very floating, but at least it is written neatly, not like his writing like ghosts.

Seeing his son's face wrinkled and reddened, Song Renzong couldn't help laughing, and poked his son's little face with his hand.

Zhao Yang raised his head and saw Song Renzong coming, he called out without much energy: "Daddy."

"Why not energetic?" Song Renzong reached out and hugged his son, and asked with concern, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

"No, it's because my handwriting is not good-looking." Zhao Yang pointed to the red mark he just made, "Daddy, look at how ugly my handwriting is."

It was because of this.

Song Renzong picked up the words his son had just drawn and looked at them, "Daddy thinks you have drawn well."

"Daddy, you lied to me. My drawing is not good-looking. It is far worse than Pangpang."

Hearing what his son said, Song Renzong couldn't help laughing and said, "Do you think your handwriting is uglier than Wang Yu's?"

Zhao Yang nodded vigorously: "Yes, Pangpang is better than me."

Song Renzong didn't expect his son to be so competitive. He reached out and touched his son's face, and comforted him gently: "When Wang Yucai learned to write, it was the same as you are now. After you have practiced for a year, You will be as good at writing as Wang Yu."

"really?"

"Really, as long as you practice calligraphy well, you will write as well as Wang Yu in the future." Song Renzong encouraged his son, "Maybe you will write better than Wang Yu in the future."

"I must write better than Pangpang." He has been a human being in two lives, and he was a calligrapher in his previous life. He must not lose to a three-year-old child in this life.In order to block the dignity of the two lifetimes, he also needs to practice his calligraphy well, and bring back the level of calligraphy in his previous life.

Seeing that his son was so motivated, Song Renzong was very pleased: "Daddy believes that Yang Yang can do it." After speaking, he sat down with his son in his arms, holding his son's hand and drawing red stroke by stroke.

After tracing the characters for a while, Song Renzong didn't let his son trace the red.

"Take a break, and paint red later." My son is too young, and his little hands will hurt if he paints red for a long time. "Tell daddy what you just learned from the lady."

"My lady taught me a lot."

"Teach you what, tell daddy."

"Oh, Jin and Chu are more domineering, Zhao and Wei are troubled..." Zhao Yang recited the "Thousand Characters" taught to him by Empress Cao just now to Song Renzong.

Empress Cao didn't teach much, only ten sentences.

Zhao Yang recited all the ten sentences of "Thousand Characters" verbatim.

"Yang Yang is so powerful, he turned his back on everything." Song Renzong praised his son without hesitation, "Does Yang Yang know what these ten sentences mean?"

"I know." Zhao Yang said obediently, "Young lady told me."

"Then tell daddy, if you're right, daddy will reward you with delicious food."

Zhao Yang curled his lips and said with disgust: "I don't want delicious food."

"Don't want something delicious?"

"My little lady made me a lot of delicious food." Zhao Yang put his hands on his hips and said very proudly, "I don't care for the delicious food you send me." The snacks are delicious.

"Then you don't want delicious food, what do you want?" It seems that you can't buy your son with delicious snacks in the future.

Zhao Yang thought about it, but didn't think of what he wanted for the time being.

"When I think it over, I'll ask you, Dad."

"Okay, then what do you mean by these ten sentences to Dad now?"

"Jin and Chu are more domineering, what Zhao Wei is implying is..."

After Zhao Yang finished the meaning of these ten sentences, Song Renzong held up his little face, rubbed it gently, and praised: "Yang Yang is awesome, everything is right."

Next, Song Renzong continued to teach Zhao Yang what Empress Cao taught.No matter how busy he is every day, Song Renzong will spare some time to teach his son.

It was getting warmer.

Song Renzong decided to take Zhao Yang to Xiangguo Temple.

On this day, after the early court, Song Renzong took Zhao Yang and Princess Fukang to Xiangguo Temple.

The abbot of Xiangguo Temple wanted to accept His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as a named disciple on behalf of the Buddha. This is a serious and solemn matter.Therefore, the ceremony of accepting Zhao Yang's disciples was very solemn.In fact, it is three kowtows and nine bows, and then the name is registered in the register.Of course, the abbot of Xiangguo Temple will also give Zhao Yang a Buddhist name.

Zhao Yang's Buddhist name is Fuhui.To give him this dharma name is to hope that he will be blessed and endowed with wisdom throughout his life.

After the disciple acceptance ceremony was over, Song Renzong heaved a long sigh of relief.Later, Song Renzong took Zhao Yang and Princess Fukang to worship Buddha one by one.After worshiping the Buddha, he was invited to the guest room in the backyard by the host of Xiangguo Temple.

Zhao Yang sat beside Song Renzong, holding the teacup in both hands, drinking water in small sips.

"Officials, the brother of the poor monk has left the customs, do you want to meet him?"

Song Renzong was overjoyed: "Master Kongjing is out?"

"I left customs yesterday, do you want to see me?"

"Naturally, please host the introduction."

"Officials, please wait a moment, the poor monk will go and invite senior brother."

Soon, the abbot of Xiangguo Temple brought his senior brother to see Song Renzong.

Master Kongjing is highly respected and profound in Buddhism.When Song Renzong had any doubts in his heart, he would come to chat with Master Kongjing.

As soon as Master Kongjing entered the guest room, he immediately noticed Zhao Yang beside Song Renzong.

Seeing the old monk staring at him all the time, with sharp eyes, Zhao Yang couldn't help feeling a little flustered. Could this old monk see that I came through clothes?

Song Renzong saw that Master Kong Jing had been staring at his son with a very serious expression, which made him a little worried.

"Master Kong Jing, is there something wrong with Yang Yang?"

Master Kong Jing came back to his senses, and smiled slightly at Song Renzong: "Don't worry, the officials, His Royal Highness is fine."

"Really?" Song Renzong always felt that the way Master Kong Jing looked at his son just now was a little weird.

Master Kong Jing gave Song Renzong a comforting look, and then asked Song Renzong to sit down.

"Relax the officials, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be fine."

"Is it really going to be all right?" Song Renzong's biggest worry was that his son would not grow up in peace.

"It's really fine." Master Kongjing looked at Zhao Yang lovingly, "His Royal Highness is fine."

very good?

Zhao Yang questioned, why did he feel that the old monk had something to say.

"Officials, you are right to name His Royal Highness [Yang], His Royal Highness will become the sun of Song Dynasty in the future."

Hearing what Master Kong Jing said, Song Renzong was completely relieved.

"Yang Yang was born with the sun, that's why I named him [Yang], I hope he can become the sun of Song Dynasty."

"People born with the sun are blessed." Master Kong Jing's tone was full of meaning, "Guanjia, you don't have to worry."

"The master said so, then I can rest assured."

When Zhao Yang heard this, he finally understood what the old monk meant.It turned out that he was saying that he was blessed and that he would have great achievements in the future.That being said, he should be able to grow up in peace.

"Today, His Highness the Crown Prince has become a registered disciple of the Buddha, and the old man sent something to His Highness the Crown Prince on behalf of the Buddha." Master Kongjing took something from his neck, "This is a relic that the master gave to the old monk, and today the old monk is Give it to His Royal Highness the Prince on behalf of the Buddha."

"Master Kongjing, you can't do it, it's too precious." Song Renzong knew that the relic worn by Master Kongjing was very precious. It is said that it was the relic of a highly respected master in the previous dynasty.This master was a disciple of Xuanzang.I have studied Buddhism with Master Xuanzang since I was a child, and the Buddhism is very profound.Many people once paid sky-high prices for this relic, but they were all rejected by Master Kongjing.

"Officials, this is a gift from the old monk to His Highness the Crown Prince on behalf of the Buddha, and I cannot refuse it."

Hearing what Master Kong Jing said, Song Renzong couldn't refuse anymore.

"Yangyang, get up and thank Master Kongjing."

Zhao Yang stood up obediently, saluted and thanked Master Kongjing: "Thank you, Master."

Master Kongjing beckoned to Zhao Yang, and Zhao Yang obediently walked to his side.Master Kong Jing put the relic that he had worn for nearly a lifetime on Zhao Yang's neck, and said earnestly: "Your Highness, this relic will keep you safe and well, and will also protect you from disasters to good fortune. You have to wear it close to your body, you know?"

Hearing Master Kong Jing's exhortation, Zhao Yang felt inexplicably uneasy. Could something happen to him in the future?

"I know, master." Zhao Yang put the relic into his clothes and stuck it on his chest.I don't know if it was his illusion, but he felt a warmth spreading in his chest.

Master Kongjing reached out and touched Zhao Yang's head, and said to him kindly, "You must wear it well."

Zhao Yang nodded vigorously: "I will definitely put it on." Master Kong Jing repeatedly told him to put on this relic, it seems that bad things will really happen to him in the future.

"May I hug you?"

"Yes." Zhao Yang threw himself into Master Kong Jing's arms.Just now he thought that the old monk would expose his identity as a time traveler, but he didn't expect that not only did he not, but he also gave him a relic that can turn evil into good luck. He is a good person and able to deal with it.

Master Kongjing held Zhao Yang in his arms and chatted with him.Ask him what he likes to eat and what he likes to do.

Seeing Master Kongjing chatting with him cordially like a grandfather, Zhao Yang unknowingly let go of his guard and chatted with him.

Knowing that Zhao Yang was learning to read and write recently, Master Kongjing suddenly thought of something, and said to Song Renzong: "Officials, please send His Royal Highness to Lao Na every month. I want to teach His Royal Highness Buddhism." His Royal Highness In the future, the killing will be very heavy and will ruin his luck.Teach him Dharma from now on, so that killing in the future will not destroy his blessing.

"This is natural." Yang Yang has become a registered disciple of the Buddha, so he naturally wants to learn Buddhism.

What, study Buddhism?

He was only two years old, to be precise, less than two years old.He wants to read and write, and also to learn Buddhism, this... He suddenly felt that he, the crown prince, was too hard.

Seeing Zhao Yang pouted slightly with an unhappy expression on his face, Master Kong Jing touched his little face and said: "Fu Hui, learning Buddhism is very important.