Emperor Ming Yuan looked at him. If he had said such pretentious things in the past, he might have scolded him on the spot, but now, he didn't. He was just racking his brains to think about what he said. Did he think about it in his mind?
There is memory.
Not yet.
"Go on, I didn't care about you at that time? Was I busy with errands?" Emperor Ming Yuan said.
There was a hint of bitterness in Yu Wenhao's eyes, and he said: "If my father had just ignored my son at that time, I probably wouldn't have remembered this. If my son told you that he had a stomachache, you would immediately change your face and say that he is
I'm just pretending to trick you into favoring me. I immediately had my trousers taken off, tied to a crooked neck tree outside the East Palace and beaten with a board. That was the first time I was beaten with a board. He was six years old!"
Emperor Ming Yuan was startled, "Is there such a thing?"
Yu Wenhao looked at him and said, "The Imperial Grandmother said that you are not to blame for this, because just the day before, the eldest brother used the same method to deceive you in order not to go to the study. You allowed him not to go to the study and stayed with him for an hour.
Duo, it turned out that he was pretending. Unexpectedly, I said that I had a stomachache the next day, so you thought that your son and minister were also pretending. You were afraid that if things went wrong, the emperors and grandchildren would use this method to gain your favor in the future.
So I decided, these are the Queen’s grandmother’s original words, every word is correct!”
Emperor Ming Yuan had a vague impression. At that time, Yu Wenjun didn't fall in love with the study the most. He only loved practicing martial arts. He always found some excuse to avoid going to the study every day.
If someone shows his/her flaws, he will always find out.
As a result, Lao Wu also followed the same example and came here to pretend to have abdominal pain. He forgot what he was thinking at the time. He just felt that this trend would not last long, so he slapped him to scare the other sons, so as to curb this trend.
"It's just..." He frowned and looked at Yu Wenhao, his memory gradually becoming clearer, "I slapped you back then, and you admitted your mistake. You said you were pretending to have abdominal pain."
Yu Wenhao laughed, "If I don't admit my mistake, I still have to get slapped with a slap in the face. I'm not that stupid. I've already been slapped with a slap in the face. I'm wrong. Just admit it. If you admit your mistake, you won't get slapped again."
!”
Emperor Ming Yuan couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain in his heart. No wonder he always felt that he didn't know when. The smile on his face always flashed a moment or two of haze. It was like this when he was young. It made people feel that he started to have deep thoughts at a young age.
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Emperor Ming Yuan felt distressed for a moment, and Yu Wenhao could see it. He said: "Father, this is all in the past. I will not take it to heart. I believe that neither the second brother nor the third brother will."
Keep it in mind."
"Them?" Emperor Ming Yuan was startled again, "Have they ever blamed me? I treat them..."
Yu Wenhao realized that he had said the wrong thing and smiled, "It's all in the past anyway. Everyone is married and starting a business, so who will take it to heart? Besides, my father was running errands for the Supreme Emperor and worked hard day and night, so he didn't care about us.
"
Emperor Ming Yuan suddenly felt gloomy and gave a bitter smile, "I am not good at being an emperor, a good son, and a bad father. I have really failed in this life!"
What Yu Wenhao said caused Emperor Mingyuan's memory box to be quickly opened. He remembered many, many things. At that time, he was very busy, but if he really wanted to find time to accompany his children, he could still do it. But
At that time, he was eager to gain the approval of his father and focused entirely on political affairs. Every prince would probably make this mistake. He felt that he had the family and the world on his shoulders. He had big things to do, so how could he take care of the small family?