"They take care of them, and the son-in-law takes care of the son-in-law." After saying this, Hongli sighed: "The son-in-law became an amma himself, and only then did he realize that raising children is not easy. I don't know how much it took for my mother-in-law to raise my son-in-law.
No matter how much you work for me, you will never be able to repay your hard work."
Ling Ruo chuckled and said: "Since E Niang gave you her life, she will naturally do her best to protect you, and she doesn't want anything in return from you. In fact, E Niang's wish is very simple, that is, I hope you are safe and free from disasters.
It’s difficult, but it’s a pity that you were born into a royal family, which makes it extremely difficult to realize such a simple wish. Many times I thought I was going to lose you.”
Hongli listened silently and said for a long time: "No, E Niang will never lose her children. Every day from now on, her children will honor E Niang."
"Okay." With that said, they arrived at Hongzhan's house. The latter was practicing calligraphy very seriously. Ling Ruo walked over and took a look and said: "The calligraphy is quite decent, but it's a pity that my arms are weak and I can't write well."
It's like a worm crawling."
Hongzhan raised his head angrily and said, "You don't have to watch it if you don't like it. I'm not begging you to watch it."
Ling Ruo nodded and said: "In that case, you are not interested in knowing how to increase your arm strength. The word "Ling" looks more powerful."
Hearing this, Hongzhan's eyes suddenly lit up. He was extremely anxious when he saw Ling Ruo who was about to leave. Seeing that Ling Ruo was about to cross the threshold, he quickly said: "Hey, don't go, you...
Tell me what you can do?"
Ling Ruo showed a smile and turned around and said: "It's very simple. It's just practicing martial arts and archery. I've called your fourth brother here to teach you martial arts and archery from today on."
Hongzhan shook his head repeatedly and said: "Don't be ridiculous, I don't want him to teach me. Isn't it just martial arts? There are so many imperial guards in the palace, just find any one."
"But only your fourth brother's martial arts and archery have been personally taught by your Emperor Ama, and he has achieved the best. Don't you want to be like your Emperor Ama?" Faced with the bait thrown by Ling Ruo, Hongzhan hesitated, Liu
Since he was a child, he has been given instructions about face-to-face matters.
He wants to do his best no matter what he does, just like practicing calligraphy. He has been able to write these words for a long time, but he still practices them day after day. He has grudges against Yinzhen, but it does not hinder the admiration he once had.
It doesn't stop him from wanting to become as powerful as Yinzhen.
Seeing that he was already a little moved, Ling Ruo said again: "Of course, if you are afraid that it will be too hard and want to find a guard to make it easier, I will not force you. Hongli, let's go."
Hongli suppressed the smile that had reached his lips, lowered his head and said: "Yes."
Before they could lift their feet, Hongzhan's voice came from behind, "I'm not afraid of hard work. Just learn, what's the big deal? Look, I will definitely learn better than him." Hongzhan said.
He refers to Hongli.
Ling Ruo nodded noncommittally, "In that case, let's start now."
When they came to the courtyard, Yang Hai also followed Ling Ruo's order to get a bow and arrows. When he saw the small bow, Hongli said in surprise: "Isn't this what I used when I was a child? I didn't expect E Niang to still have it."
With?"
Ling Ruo smiled and said: "I looked like it was not broken, so I wanted to keep it as a souvenir. I didn't expect that it would be used now. But it seems a bit too big for Hong Zhan."
"No!" With that said, Hongzhan stepped forward to hold the bow in one hand and the other to pull the bow string. He looked at the thin bow string, but he tried all his strength to pull it apart, but he could only pull it a little.
Seeing Hongli draw a big bow easily made him even more unwilling to admit defeat. He kept exerting force on his hands and his little face turned red from suppressing it.
Hongli corrected his posture and said: "It's normal that you can't draw the bow for the first time. Don't force it, otherwise it will strain your hand and the loss will outweigh the gain. Come on, slowly release your hand."
Hongzhan moved his lips a few times, but finally did not speak. Instead, he followed Hongli's words and slowly dispersed the force on his hand. At this time, a bruise was left on his palm.
In the following time, Hongli spent more time explaining the basic knowledge of archery to Hongzhan, and asked him to practice zhamabu, which is also the most basic thing in martial arts.
After teaching like this for three days, Hongzhan was finally able to draw the bow, and Hongli also began to formally teach him archery. Hongzhan, who had always been unconvinced by Hongli, saw Hongli's archery skills, although he didn't say anything.
, but in my heart I was filled with admiration for myself, and I also studied more seriously, hoping that one day I could have the same superb archery skills as Hongli.
When the summer heat enveloped the entire capital, the two Fujins in Prince Guo's palace were about to give birth.
However, the closer the day of childbirth came, the more irritable Meng became, and the source of her irritation was Fuying; Fuying was the direct descendant of Fujin, and if another son was born, he would really have to bear the burden on her for the rest of his life.
Even if she gave birth to the same child
There is no use for her son. The legitimate concubine is like a huge gap, which is difficult to cross. Especially when she heard that Yinzhen will personally name and reward him. It is very likely that he will be directly named the crown prince by then. Then what hope does her son have?
All gone.
No, she couldn't let Fuying give birth to this child, absolutely not.
This idea has actually appeared in Meng's mind for a long time, but she has never found the opportunity, so she has put it off until now. But now she can no longer put it off and must solve it as soon as possible.
After a period of hard thinking, Meng finally thought of a way. He immediately called his confidant and whispered in his ear. The latter showed surprise from time to time. After Meng finished speaking,
The boy hesitated and said: "Master, do you really want to do this? What if the prince or the concubine finds out about it, it will be terrible."
Meng glanced at him and said, "What's the matter? Do you have a better way? If so, I'm all ears." The boy could hear the displeasure in her words and didn't dare to say more, so he hurried down to make arrangements.
Half a month later, Fu Ying suddenly fell down while taking a walk, causing her to give birth half a month early. During the delivery, the baby was held in her belly for too long due to dystocia, and she lost her breath as soon as she was born.
The midwife carried the child to Yunli, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, he is a little brother."
"Son..." Yunli looked at this child who had no relationship with him as father and son, and felt heartbroken. He stretched out his hand and said, "Let me hug him."
After Yunli hugged her for a while, Mrs. Chen said, "Okay, don't be sad. Let someone take this child down and bury him properly."
Yunli looked at the little child in his arms and said, "My son would like to ask the emperor to give this child a name and record it in the genealogy."
Mrs. Chen frowned slightly and said, "People are already dead, so what's the use of giving them names. You and Fu Ying are both still young, and there will be children in the future. I can only blame her for being too careless this time.
She knew she was pregnant, but she was so careless that the child suffocated to death in her belly."