At the age of one and a month, His Majesty the Emperor drafted three good words for her to choose from next to the word jade. It seemed that the emperor also suffered from difficulty in choosing.
Three powerful words were written on the big red paper - Lian, Long and Lin.
The emperor's calligraphy looked quite like a calligrapher's. After appreciating it for a while, Wen Xiaotu began to consider it carefully, "Lian... exclude this first." - Because when she saw this word, she immediately thought about it.
Reminds me of Jia Lian in Dream of Red Mansions. Her son must not be that virtuous! Therefore, he must pass!
Ming Zhao was startled, then showed a look of affection. He nodded and said, "Okay, it's up to you."
"This 'Long'... Exquisite, exquisite and clear, it sounds like a word to describe a girl." Wen Xiaotu felt that it was not appropriate, "using the elimination method, I had to choose 'Lin'."
Ming Zhao nodded: "Okay, our son's name will be Jing Lin."
Wen Xiaotu smiled and said: "It sounds pretty good."
She has lived up to the name Jing Lin every year. After confinement, she has become as white as a beautiful jade day by day. She loves this younger brother every day. Every day after school, she must come to tease and kiss her. This child is very fond of her.
She is ticklish and often gets kissed until she giggles.
Children who love to laugh naturally become more lovable. Prince Jingjun even learned to hold a child, and for the first time he knew that he would be very happy if he lifted the baby up high.
"Arlin is so cute!" After lifting his brother more than a dozen times, Jingjun put him back on the small bed surrounded by him.
Jin Shu on the side hurriedly stuffed a colorful cloth ball and said, "Linlin is white and tender now, like a younger sister."
Wen Xiaotu couldn't help but curse. The whole family had different names for this little baby in crotchless pants. Needless to say, Wen Xiaotu called him "Sui Sui", while the emperor directly called him "Jing Lin".
Can’t you just unite with me?! Wen Xiaotu couldn’t help but scream in his heart.
Jing Jun walked up to Wen Xiaotu with a strange look on his face, "Mother, my son heard from his father and originally drafted the word 'Lian', but you rejected it without hesitation."
Wen Xiaotu said "Oh", "I don't think that word is good." - He sounded like a playboy.
Jingjun lowered his head and said "hmm", "My son understands what the mother means."
Wen Xiaotu suddenly tastes something strange. I don't think it's interesting at all.
Jin Shu tilted his head and said: "The Analects of Confucius says: Hulian is also. This word is much more valuable than 'Lin'."
Only then did Wen Xiaotu suddenly remember that Hu Lian was a sacrificial vessel in the ancestral temple! The meaning it represented was so unusual! I didn’t expect Jia Lian’s name to be so special! Fortunately, she didn’t choose this word, otherwise she would have lost her mind.
You have to worry too much about rice.
Wen Xiaotu did not expose his shortcomings in studying the Analects of Confucius. He just laughed and said, "Jing Lin is also very good."
Prince Jingjun nodded heavily, "Jing Lin is very good."
Jinshu smiled brightly: "Of course Linlin is the best!"
Prince Jingjun glanced at his twin sister with tolerant eyes. His father, the emperor, and his mother were both wise people. How could he give birth to a daughter as stupid as his second sister?
The grass grows, orioles fly, and the day is warm.
Wen Xiaotu's health after giving birth was also improving day by day. The Summer Palace at the turn of spring and summer is the most prosperous time. The flowers are blooming and the peacocks are opening their tails one after another in excitement. There is no better scenery than this.
On this day, His Majesty the Emperor came to the Heqing Palace and caught a glimpse of his youngest son Jing Lin holding a peacock feather in her chubby little hand.
"Two peacocks fought and lost a lot of their tail feathers, so I asked someone to pick some neat ones and put them in a bottle, but Suisui snatched one away and couldn't even take it off." Wen Xiaotu said with a smile on his face.
With a bit of pampering and helplessness, little brat.
The emperor rubbed his son's chubby little face with the back of his hand and said with a smile: "Let him play with it if he likes it."
Then he walked to Wen Xiaotu in a few steps, held her hand and sat down on the Arhat couch near the window. Ming Zhao looked at the flourishing flowers outside the window and said, "If Atu has some free time, he will take advantage of the warm weather to summon the aristocratic family."
, the noble daughter enters the palace to select the book."
Wen Xiaotu's expression changed on the spot, "Choose what to read?! What to choose?"
Ming Zhao smiled: "Of course we choose the crown princess for our Jun'er!"
Wen Xiaotu was instantly embarrassed. She actually thought of the talent show for a moment!!
Seeing Atu's strange expression, Mingzhao narrowed his eyes and asked, "What was Atu thinking just now?"
Wen Xiaotu lowered his head guiltily: "No, it's nothing. Fanfan is still young. Isn't it too early to choose the princess?" - Congee Congee Congee Fanfan is not yet fifteen years old!
Ming Zhao said sternly: "It's not that young. Besides, even if you choose a concubine, you still need to write three books and six etiquette. You can't get married in a short while."
Wen Xiaotu thought to himself, there's nothing wrong with reading it first, but it doesn't mean he has to make a decision before choosing...
"Well, let me take a look at it first." - It is related to the lifelong happiness of the child, so it is also good to pick out a few candidates for daughter-in-law in advance.
Ming Zhao nodded, "The most important thing is to conform to Ah Tu's wishes."
Wen Xiaotu had a strange look on his face. Why do you want to do what I want? It's not like I want to marry a wife! Wen Xiaotu said quickly: "The important thing is that I like you. This is a person who will be with you day and night for the rest of your life."
Ming Zhao said calmly: "Jingjun is still young, what does he know?!"
Wen Xiaotu wants to flip the table, he doesn't understand, but you still have to marry him a wife! You won't wait until he is old enough to understand before choosing a wife for him?!
Ming Zhao relaxed slightly: "However, it doesn't hurt to ask him to take a look. It's just that we can't just let him do it according to his own wishes."
When you co-author Marry a Wife, Fanfan’s opinion can only be used as a reference, right?
Wen Xiaotu almost rolled his eyes.
She also knows that it was like this in ancient times. Parents who are willing to let their children express their opinions when they order a matchmaker are already quite enlightened!
Wen Xiaotu complained: "By the way, Congee is the elder sister. Before the elder sister gets married, the younger brother will get married first?"
Ming Zhao said confidently: "What's wrong with this? Jinshu is a princess. Princesses in this dynasty never marry young. I plan to keep her for a few more years!"
Wen Xiaotu was speechless. The daughter of our family is so delicate that we don’t want to marry young, but we want our son to marry someone else’s daughter! Co-author: Only your daughter is a daughter, so girls from other families shouldn’t be taken seriously!
Ming Zhao suddenly frowned again and said: "By the way, Marquis Yang Wei's daughter... I remember that she is a companion reader of Jin Shu..."
Wen Xiaotu said: "My name is Ruoyu. That child has a very good temperament, but... I don't agree with choosing her to be the crown princess." - Fanfan and Ruoyu are direct cousins, and they are too closely related by blood.
It’s close! Absolutely not!
Ming Zhao said with a smile: "Atu and I have a good understanding. I also feel that Wen Ruoyu is not outstanding enough and does not have the magnanimity of a mother to honor the world. However, we can consider giving her the position of Liangdi."