"Shen'er, don't you have any wishes for yourself?"
"Look at the preparation of so many lanterns, is it a pity if there is no wish?"
Thanks for replying this sentence, Xie Shen's small hand holding the brush was successfully given a pause. It's cold now, and it's outside again. Although the river is not frozen, Xie Shen's hand is still reddened by the cold wind. .
"Well, there are."
Xie Shen put the river lantern written with 'Father is safe every year' into the water, and then took out a new one.
It is not easy to write on the river lantern, let alone use a brush, and Xie Shen is a person who occasionally writes crookedly even when writing on the table.
At the beginning, I still squatted down to write, but I became impatient after writing too much, so I started to sit down on the snow.
Xie Hui saw that he was wearing thick clothes, so he let him go.
When he was writing a new one, Xie Hui squatted beside him, wanting to see what this little guy's own wish was.
When it was written that the father and emperor are safe every year, the words are just a little ugly. Now replace it with his own wish, and he can't even write the first word well.
After writing for a long time, I turned a pink river lantern into black, threw it aside angrily and took a new one.
"Father, why don't you call me Yi Yi?"
"Do you want to write about Shen'er? My father will help you write it."
Xie Hui held his hand, and held the river lantern in the other hand, and helped him write the word Shen'er on the river lantern, then let him go and let him write the rest.
Xie Shen originally wanted to tell his father that according to the rules, if he didn't write it himself, it would not be effective.
But if you think about it carefully, there must be no difference between the father holding his own handwriting and the one written by himself.
【Shen'er accompanies her father to live a long life】
After he finished writing, Xie Hui glanced at it and found that it was no different from the wish just now. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, but Xie Shen turned his head to avoid it.
"Father, don't mess around!"
Being reprimanded by him with a small milk cavity, Xie Hui withdrew his hands behind his back.
Seeing that he wrote one and put it aside, the next one found that his name was too difficult to write, and he gave up with a dissatisfied pout, and continued to write only about the longevity of his father.
Xie Hui made up an excuse to allow him to adapt to his changes, but he kept it in his heart.
When he wrote He Deng until there was only one left, Xie Hui didn't see that he wrote one about himself.
Almost all of them are the father's wish for a long and healthy life, and this kind of wish occupies all the river lights.
The last one was left, when Xie Shen wanted to reach out to grab it, he was in vain, curiously turned his head to look, and saw that the river lantern was in the hands of his father.
Xie Hui picked up the brush and wrote down his wish on the last river lantern.
【My son has no worries every year】
Seeing the little guy's eyes narrowed instantly because of satisfaction, Xie Hui took his hand, walked to the river with him, and put down the river lights one by one.
Candles are burning on the river lanterns, which gradually drift away with the flowing water, which is particularly obvious in the dark night.
Xie Shen stood by the river and waited until he was so floating that he couldn't see him before turning around and planning to lead his father back to the bedroom.
As soon as he turned around, his father handed a mask in front of him. The colors and patterns on it were very novel to Xie Shen.
"See if it fits?"
Xie Shen took the mask and put it on his face. Although he couldn't see it, he was very happy with his guesses. On the way back to the bedroom, although he was led by his father, he walked with jumps.
Even when he fell asleep at night, he held the mask in his arms. When Xie Hui walked over to see if he had covered the quilt, the nurse who was serving by the side hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty.
"Your Majesty atones, Your Highness really likes this mask..."
"No problem."
Xie Hui walked over, gently helped him take the mask out of his arms, and placed it on the cabinet next to his bed, so that he could see it at a glance when he woke up.
According to the client's arrangement, the prince had his own palace. But Xie Hui felt that it would be easier for father and son to develop a relationship if they lived together, so he simply asked someone to clean up the side hall.
The emperor's bedroom, even if it is a side hall, is not shabby.
What's more, as soon as Xie Shen heard that his father was going to live with him, he ran over happily that day.
After Xie Hui finished watching the child, he turned and went back to his bedroom, which was only a few steps away.
When Xie Hui changed his underwear after taking a bath, and was sitting on the bed reading a book, an **** came in with snowflakes all over his body, knelt in front of Xie Hui, and said in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, Mr. Song is seeking an audience outside."
Now at this point, Xie Hui really doesn't want to see outsiders, only that brat can barely be considered an exception.
Frowning, he turned another page of the book in his hand, and replied coldly:
"not see."
At this moment, the system in Xie Hui's mind suddenly sounded an alarm.
"Host! An abnormality has occurred in this world! Song Guiren is reborn!"
"The system has issued abnormal compensation for the host: mind reading, with a time limit of ten years."
After the system finished speaking this passage, Xie Hui found that he could hear Song Guiren's heartfelt voice outside, and goose bumps all over his body after hearing it.
"It's my fault that I couldn't see who was the one who was really good to me in my last life. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to be reborn. In this life, I must treat that silent and affectionate man well."
Xie Hui heavily threw the scroll in his hand on the table, and the **** who came in to sue wanted to stick his face to the ground, with cold sweat on his forehead, and scolded himself ten thousand times in his heart, why did he covet the money given by Song Guiren.
If you lose your life because of that piece of silver, it's really not worth it.
"Are you taking everything I said as a deaf ear? I said that concubines are not allowed to set foot in the front hall. If you don't remember it, then your ears will be cut off."
These servants who serve people make mistakes in other things on weekdays, Xie Hui usually just knocks a few words verbally.
But in this matter, he was unwilling to tolerate even half of it.
After all, the original owner's heirs are weak, and he once said that Xie Shen was made the crown prince because he was the only child under his knees who was in good health.
The empress and concubine live a stable life in the harem. Although there is no need to fight for favor, if the mind is peaceful, the life can be considered comfortable, but it is inevitable that some people will want to go wrong and want to fight for the wealth and wealth that the future emperor will crawl out of their stomachs.
"I know my mistake, please forgive me, I will never dare again."
Xie Hui saw how the **** was bleeding out, his eyes were cold, and when he raised his hand, a guard came in and pulled the **** down.
Song Guiren is still kneeling outside, Xie Hui can clearly hear her voice, and learned the general truth from her voice.
Although this Song nobleman died in his previous life, his soul still wanders in the world.
I watched helplessly as the client never accepted a concubine in his life, nor favored a court lady, supported her son to ascend to the throne, and even passed away on her birthday.
Thinking that she had lived for her mother's family all her life, but her mother's family never cared about her even after her death. On the contrary, only the emperor, whom she had always looked down upon, was willing to burn some joss sticks for her on the anniversary of her death.
She didn't expect that it was after her death that she realized the deep affection hidden under the emperor's silence.
After being reborn, she didn't want to care about her mother's clan any more, she just wanted to live for herself and make up for the emperor and children she owed in her previous life.
In the space, the client was covered in disgusting goosebumps.
"Is she crazy?"
Xie Hui was also baffled by this magical brain circuit. If it weren't for the fact that the client in the space is also disgusted, he would even go on strike to punish the world.
"Which concubine did I treat badly? They are all gone. It would be wrong to let her be a little more decent after death? What's more, she is the prince's biological mother. I am willing to give her a face. It is to make face for the prince. With her what is the relationship!"
The client was so angry that he jumped to his feet in the space, and counted the concubines he had brought into the palace one by one. Basically, he would burn joss sticks in person every anniversary of his death.
He did cry occasionally, but that was entirely because he felt that life was impermanent.
The reason why he doesn't accept concubines and favor maids is because he really doesn't love these things, his mind is full of government affairs, and there are so many people in the world who are starving to death, how can he enjoy being surrounded by beauties with peace of mind.
Supporting her son to ascend to the throne made the client feel even more wronged, since he only had such a healthy son.
The princess was raised by her biological mother according to the rules, so he thought about going to investigate and imitate the former Emperor Wu. However, each of them was raised as a weak boudoir daughter, without even half of the domineering spirit of the Emperor Wu.
When she chose concubines because of her mother's order, she chose those from low family backgrounds. Seeing that they were not doing well at home, wearing shabby clothes and outdated jewelry, she asked them for their opinions before selecting them. into the palace.
Later, when he had an heir, he didn't bother to waste time on these things.
How could she have imagined that this Song nobleman would make up her mind like this!
"How could I like her? If I really liked her, would she be a little noble?"
Xie Hui stood up and went back to the big bed to cover himself with the quilt. When he was about to close his eyes and go to sleep, he could still hear the client chattering in his mind.
"If I had known that she had misunderstood me like this, I would have to hold on for a few more days even if I took a breath."
"There are so many concubines and concubines in the palace, how can I remember their birthdays?"
"It's really unlucky to die on her birthday. If I knew it, I wouldn't have died."
The commissioner saw that the tasker was asleep in the space, and turned his head to continue nagging at the system that looked like a big eyeball.
The next day, Xie Shen got up early, and when he looked up and saw the mask on the bed, he reached out and wanted to take it.
At this time, Mammy was preparing breakfast for the prince. It just so happened that there were only two eunuchs and maids beside the prince. A little **** who looked a little strange came in, knelt beside the prince, and said in a low voice:
"Your Highness, Song Guiren wants to see you, and has something important to tell you."
Xie Shen paused for rubbing his face against the mask, and ordered the **** to help him put on his clothes, put on the cloak carefully, and then ordered the **** to lead the way.
It was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who took the initiative to find his biological mother, not to mention that His Majesty never gave orders not to allow it, and these palace officials dared not stop her.
It's just that a slightly smarter court lady saw this scene and quietly left, intending to report to His Majesty.
Now the entire palace can see that His Highness the Crown Prince is His Majesty's eyeball. If His Highness the Crown Prince makes a mistake, those who serve His Highness will basically have nothing to eat.
Hearing that Xie Shen was looking for his biological mother, the young apprentice of the **** next to His Majesty also followed.