The Prosperity of Jingdi Chronicle

As soon as Wei Minwen entered the gate of the Hou Mansion, the family guarding the gate reported to him that Lord Hou had returned.

Didn't the letter say that you will arrive in Beijing tomorrow, why did you come back today?

When Wei Minwen heard the news, he was stunned for a moment, then he thought it would be good to come back today, because there happened to be something that he wanted to discuss with his father.

He didn't delay, and went directly to the main courtyard to pay his respects.

Unfortunately, when he arrived, the maids said that Master Hou was taking a bath, and asked him to sit down in the hall outside and wait for a while.

After waiting for about a stick of incense, Wei Minwen heard the sound of rolling shutters and voices inside, hurriedly stood up, straightened his clothes, and bowed to pay his respects.

"Sit down." Wei Yan sat on the main seat, received the salute from his son, and motioned for him to sit down and talk.

He carefully asked about his son's recent physical and academic situation, and about the family members. He felt that he hadn't seen him for more than a year. Children of this age should be lively and lively, and I can't help but feel a little disappointed.

Unknowingly, he missed his son's childhood. He thought that he could make up for his carefree youth, but suddenly he found that his son seemed to have surpassed his youth and grown up directly.

When other fathers encounter him in this situation, they may say comforting words, "My son has grown up", but when it comes to him, there is only guilt and helplessness.For his loved ones, he could have given more, but because he selfishly chose another person, he can only owe them a lot.

Wei Minwen found that his father seemed to be in a low mood. Although he didn't understand the reason, but in the spirit of being a son, he should be responsible for his family, so he quickly changed the subject and asked about his father's going out this time. , can have interesting observations.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that this was not an appropriate topic.My father is going to fight with the army this time, not to travel and see the scenery. It seems a bit silly for him to ask this.However, even though this was not a suitable topic, both father and son worked very hard to allow this inappropriate topic to continue.

Speaking of this, Wei Yan suddenly remembered the gift he bought in Shuangshi Town to please his son, and hurriedly asked someone to show it to his son.There were several boxes of earthen instruments he brought back this time, and the maids rummaged through them for a while before finding what he wanted.

When the things were brought up, Wei Minwen looked at a box full of dried melons and fruits that he said was prepared for him. He was very speechless, and the expression on his face was a little stiff. Even if he wanted to pretend to be happy, it would take some time. Prepare.

Wei Yan kept observing his son's expression, and when he saw him like this, he asked cautiously: "Why, Minwen doesn't like it?"

"I have received my father's wishes, but my son doesn't like sweet things. If my father doesn't mind, I would like to pass these things on to Minshi's younger brother." Wei Minwen originally wanted to pretend that he liked it, but he was afraid to say so this time. I often receive this kind of gift in the future, and finally decided to tell the truth, and added another sentence, "My child thinks this kind of gift, children will like it more."

Wei Yan originally wanted to say that you were a child, but seeing his son's expression, he wisely decided not to say anything.

"The child is no longer a child. Father won't even forget how old the child is?" Even if he didn't say it, Wei Minwen knew what he hadn't said by looking at his expression, and asked him seriously .

When asked by his son, Wei Yan really couldn't remember how old his son was now. He thought about it several times in his heart, and then secretly broke his fingers, but he still couldn't figure out how old his son was this year.

"The year my father left home, my child was 13 years old. After the new year, my child will be 15 years old." Wei Minwen's face was full of courtesy, and he didn't know what to say in his heart.

Today he just confirmed that they are really father and son, but now he began to doubt, are they really related by blood?If so, could it be that one day he will do all kinds of stupid things in a serious manner like his father?

Wei Minwen couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this very likely and terrifying prospect.

He seemed to be despised by his son.

Wei Yan finally discovered this, he thought about it, and decided that from now on, he would be a good father who cared more about his son, so he asked him about the situation in the mansion when he was not at home.

It's okay if he doesn't ask, but it's a big deal if he asks. The son used his words to start talking about this and that, and finally asked the big housekeeper to bring the account books.

Wei Yan is the least good at this kind of trivial housekeeping chores. When he was at home, his parents took care of them. After opening the house, he had a housekeeper first and then a son. He never had to worry about anything.

When his son asked him, he actually didn't know what to ask, but in order to maintain his father's tall image, he still nodded his head very hard.

He was afraid that his son's mouth would be dry, so he kindly refilled his tea.However, he cared so much about his son, and instead of getting his son's gratitude, he gave him a glare.

"Father, please listen to the child carefully."

"Well, I'm listening."

Wei Yan nodded, continued to nod, finally waited until his son was tired, he could finally interject, and then he said what he wanted to say a long time ago: "Minwen has worked hard these days. Can you do me a little favor?"

"Father, please tell me."

"This...I didn't bring back some earthen instruments...that...because there are some things I can't get away from...so..." Wei Yan said awkwardly. He has been busy taking care of the emperor recently. He really has no time, so he can only Thank you son, anyway, my son is better at handling these things than he is, and he does it faster and better.

The so-called "capable people do more work" is used in this kind of time.

Wei Minwen was furious when he heard that, at a time like this, why didn't his father treat him as a child?

"Father, don't worry, the child will take care of it." He gritted his teeth and took a long breath before replying.

Being interrupted by his father, he had long forgotten what he was going to say at the beginning.

Minwen of his family is really a good son who is filial and considerate.

Wei Yan was overjoyed immediately, and confirmed once again that his precious son is a good boy.As soon as he was in a happy mood, he remembered another thing.

Soon, many people gathered at the gate of Yongninghou Mansion.

The servants of the Hou Mansion saw that Lord Hou would personally come to the gate to put up Spring Festival couplets this year, and those who had nothing to do would come out to watch the excitement, and those who were doing something would also take a glance here intentionally or unintentionally.As for the pedestrians passing by, they will naturally take a few more glances here in the spirit of being busy and not looking at nothing.

When Wei Minwen came out, he found that the door was very lively.But he can understand everyone's mood. When someone does something stupid, he is also interested in watching the fun, provided that the person who does something stupid is not his father.

Shizi's cold eyes swept over the crowd, and there were a few who were not strong enough, suddenly remembered that he still had something to do, so he ran away, and the rest of them were either too nervous, or Watching the excitement would rather die than submit, and he didn't lose the battle before his sight offensive.

"Minwen, can you see if it is posted correctly?" Wei Yan, who was standing on the bench and gesticulating the position of the Spring Festival couplets, asked his son happily, ignorant of the turbulent danger below.

"Father, please come down and let the children do the work for you?" Wei Minwen thought about what to do to force the crowd to watch the excitement, so as to draw the bottom line and end the excitement as quickly as possible.

"Okay." Wei Yan replied a little reluctantly, but he would never let his son down if he had any requests, because his son rarely had requests.

He even said that he was not a child, so he thought of posting and playing at this time?

Forget it, it is right for a father to let his son go, anyway, it is the same for him to command below.With such thoughts in mind, Wei Yan jumped off the bench and put his son on it.

However, before he could open his mouth to speak, he saw his son not saying a word, slapping the spring couplets that were ready to be posted on both sides, and finally pasting the horizontal batches, then clapping his hands and coming down. In front of him, respectfully ask him:

"Where is the father going to post it? The child can continue to do it for him."

Faced with such a huge blow, Wei Yan couldn't react for a while, stared at his son tongue-tied, speechless.

"Father?" Seeing his shocked expression, Wei Minwen felt a little guilty.He had heard a saying that treating the elderly should be coaxed like a child. What he did just now seemed a little rough and simple, but his father was in his prime, so he didn't need to coax him like a child so early Well, and it's still such a boring matter, he was struggling, and said cautiously, "If not, please go in and rest, father, it's windy outside."

"Okay." Wei Yan nodded feebly, letting his son help him into the door.

"Master Hou..." After the son left, the housekeeper expressed 12 sympathies for the master Hou who was bullied by the son, but what the son did was the best way to quickly end the excitement, and there was something wrong on the surface He couldn't pick it out, and he didn't know how to comfort Lord Hou.

"I'm fine." Wei Yan waved his hand, telling him to stop talking, still sad that his plan to get close to his son failed again.

Jing Li knew about his favorite person and being bullied by the person he hated the most at the fastest speed, although he felt that Wei Yan was sad because of such a boring thing as being robbed by his son of posting Spring Festival couplets. He made a big fuss, but the opponent's mistake was his opportunity, so he quickly got everything ready.

On the second day, when Wei Yan entered the palace, he found that the emperor's desk dealing with political affairs was piled up with Spring Festival couplets and banners. Big doubts arose in his heart. He didn't know how the emperor would think of playing with this.

"I don't know that you like to post Spring Festival couplets, and you are sad because your son robbed the Spring Festival couplets. It's not a big deal. Just tell me. If you like to post, you can post as many as you want."

"Your Majesty, you misunderstood, that's not the case." Wei Yan didn't understand what happened in his family, how it got out of shape to such an absurd point in the ears of the emperor, he was just depressed because his attempt to get close to his son failed. , How come to the emperor, it becomes that the father and son are fighting to post Spring Festival couplets to be unhappy?

"What is that for?" Jing Li really didn't understand.

As a son of man, he was only four years old when the first emperor died, and he only had a vague impression of the first emperor.

As a father, the feelings he once had had long been proven to be something an emperor should not have because of the death of that child.

As a king, you must never speak lightly of your likes and dislikes.

On that day, if he hadn't shown his love for the eldest son of the emperor, the empress might not have attacked the eldest son of the emperor.The emperor's Long En, in this court, is indeed not something that everyone can bear. He will not make the same mistake again, so the relationship between father and son is really too strange to him.

"I just want Minwen to post it with me." Wei Yan didn't want to recall the tragic fact that he failed to get close to his son twice yesterday, trying to understate and vaguely get over it.

"Then how about I stick with you?" Such a simple request, even unwilling to satisfy his father, what's the use of raising such a son?

Jing Li was secretly dissatisfied with Wei Minwen, and added another one.

Wei Yan wanted to say that it was different, but he didn't dare to reject the emperor's kindness. The emperor was in high spirits at this time. God knows that after he poured cold water on the emperor to disappoint the emperor, the emperor seized this excuse and wanted to make trouble again. Come, so he didn't say much, just said yes.

The two got together, picked out a suitable banner, and discussed which doors to post on.During the Chinese New Year in the palace, there is no custom of posting Spring Festival couplets. Tianjia's style is dignified and solemn, which is not commensurate with the folk customs of pink willows and green.

But the emperor said that he wanted to post Spring Festival couplets, so who dares to say no?

Even so, Wei Yan still carefully avoided the gate, the main hall, the side hall used to meet foreign ministers, and other places that might be seen and aroused discussion. They were only outside the emperor's sleeping hall, and the emperor's daily life. Posted on the door of the side hall.

"Compared to that bastard in your family, is it better for me to treat you?" Jing Li endured dinner, and when he was on the bed, he still couldn't hold back, whispering to Wei Yan quietly under the quilt.

Compared to that bastard Wei Minwen, he feels that he treats Wei Yan thousands of times better. Why does Wei Yan always think of that bastard in his family from time to time, and thinks that bastard is a good boy?

"Your Majesty, both you and Minwen are very kind to the minister. If Minwen did something wrong, please forgive me. He is still a child, and the minister will teach him well." Wei Yan didn't know what the emperor was up to, and also He didn't want his bad impression of his son to continue to deepen, so he hurriedly explained.

For Wei Yan, the emperor is his lover, and Wei Minwen is his relative. These are two different feelings, both of which are very important, but they cannot be compared together. Of course, there is no saying that one is better than the other. .

Such an answer, how can Jing Li be satisfied, everything is good, can it be said that bullying him all day is also good, and even comparing him with Wei Minwen, and speaking for each other, is simply absurd What is tolerable and unbearable.

When Jing Li thought this way, he didn't think that he was the one who wanted to argue with Wei Minwen first, nor did he think that he was actually the person who bullied Wei Yan the most in this world.Obviously, because of the limited time spent together, it is very difficult for Wei Minwen to bully his father more than him.

At this time, Jing Li, who thought that Wei Yan did not put him first in his heart, was very dissatisfied, but the way he expressed his dissatisfaction had reached the point of lackluster, and he could not find any new ideas.

That night, the blushing noises in the emperor's dormitory lasted intermittently throughout the night, until the early morning hours, when those sweet sounds gradually subsided.