Looking at the man sitting down in the chair, Emperor Qingming said with emotion: "My second brother has changed a lot... I must have suffered in the North over the years."
"Your Majesty is serious. This is my duty, and there is no such thing as suffering."
"How can I not know whether you are suffering or not?" Emperor Qingming sighed slightly and said: "Over the years, every time there is a war in the north, I can't sleep peacefully. I am afraid that there is something wrong with my second brother. Fortunately,
The ancestors of the Xie family protect me...otherwise, I would not be able to face my mother."
The eunuch served tea, and the two brothers talked for about half an hour.
"Today is your first day back in Beijing, and I can't keep you here alone. I'm not in a hurry to talk to you and my brother, but my mother has been looking forward to your return. Let's go and have a good talk with her.
." Emperor Qingming put down the tea cup and said with a smile.
"yes."
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King Yan stood up, raised his hand and saluted: "My brother, please leave first."
Emperor Qingming nodded and watched the figure leave the imperial study, the smile in his eyes fading a little.
After about half an hour like this, an internal prison officer came to report that it was King Xiang who was out seeking an audience.
King Xiang was born to Concubine Sun, two years younger than King Jing, and was the fourth son of the late emperor.
"Brother, didn't you say that the second brother came into the palace? Why didn't you see anyone?" King Xiang entered the imperial study and asked, not seeing King Yan.
"I just went to my mother's place——"
"Then it seems that we won't be able to see him today." King Xiang sat down and asked, "Brother, what is your second brother like now? Has he changed or has he not changed?"
"We haven't seen each other for eighteen years, so there have been a lot of changes." Emperor Qingming said with a smile but not a smile: "It seems that I have become more and more alienated..."
"He has such a temper, and he has not been close to the imperial brother since he was a child, so he has only been closer to the third brother--" King Xiang said nonchalantly. When Emperor Qingming looked at him, he realized that he
He made a mistake, the delicately trimmed beard on his lips trembled, and immediately fell silent.
He coughed lightly and said in relief: "What I mean is that the second brother and the emperor brother just have different temperaments, and they haven't seen each other for so many years. If he showed special closeness to the emperor brother, I'm afraid that would make people think
Isn’t it strange?”
Emperor Qingming smiled and said without comment: "Really?"
Is it really just a difference in temperament, or is it because he sat in this position that made his second brother dissatisfied...
But some things are indeed inseparable from the word temper.
Even the late emperor once said that his second brother, from childhood to adulthood, had a temper that would rather break than bend...
Far less worry-free than the fourth brother in front of me.
Emperor Qingming looked at King Xiang who was sitting there and telling him interesting things about Dianzhou with great interest.
There are four brothers in his family. Although they are not many, they are still quite a few.
Especially after he lost his biological mother, his biological sister and brother became very close to the son of the so-called royal wife.
At this time, as the eldest son, his identity became embarrassing.
The older you get, the more embarrassing this feeling becomes.
And his second brother had an outgoing temperament, was good at swordsmanship, gunfighting, and kicking. He also had a mother with a good family background and an uncle with military strength, so he won the favor of his father.
Seeing all this in his eyes, it was not that he had never thought about being like his second brother, but it was very difficult for a person to do things that he would not normally do.
First of all, it is difficult for him.
He could not get himself covered in mud and wrestle with the soldiers in public.
I can't do something as childish and absurd as leading a group of people to climb a tree and dig out bird's nests.
It is impossible to shamelessly chase after General Xu, begging him to teach him martial arts, and he will be made to stand and stand on his head by General Xu at every turn, and everyone will watch his jokes and make fun of him.
He couldn't even accept that when he tried to make these abnormal actions, the people around him looked at him with doubtful and curious eyes, as if he shouldn't be like this at all. Once he did this, he must have a motive, and he must have some intention.
Use this to win your father's favor.
He doesn't want others to think that he is imitating someone...
And he seems unable to learn.
The second brother can easily mingle with others, making everyone laugh and talk, but his presence often makes the situation completely opposite.
Even if it was the same thing or the same words, the atmosphere after he and his second brother did it and said it were different.
At first, he just thought it was due to his own temperament, but later he gradually understood that all this was because his second brother had a good background, and those people were the best at watching others cheat...
Therefore, no matter where the second brother goes, there is always a group of people around him, shouting in front of him and crowding behind him, making it lively and crowded.
And he could only watch from a distance.
People in such an environment would naturally feel lonely, restless and anxious. When he recalled that feeling, he still found it difficult to breathe.
And when people are uneasy, they always want to do something.
He spotted the subtle jealousy of the fourth brother towards the second brother, and with a little thought, he pulled the fourth brother into his camp - perhaps, he was the only one who thought it could be called a camp.
But it turns out that the habits he developed when he was young are relatively easy to use. Over the years, his fourth brother has secretly helped him with some difficult things.
…
In the Shoukang Palace, the usually calm Grandma in charge entered the inner hall with brisk steps, and her soft voice still contained uncontrollable joy: "The Queen Mother, the prince is back... The prince is here!"
Looking at Grandma's expression, the Queen Mother smiled and said: "Since you are here, just invite people in."
Mammy responded, went out personally, and led King Yan in.
King Yan walked into the inner hall, and his eyes caught the old man sitting beside the Arhat's bed, wearing a lake blue woven gold embroidered Fuzi, holding Buddhist beads in his hand, and smiling with crooked eyes. After a moment of confusion, he resumed his duties.
Salute Road——
"The son has paid his respects to his mother."
Listening to these words that she heard again after eighteen years, the smile in the Queen Mother's eyes deepened: "You must be tired from the journey. Sit down and rest."
With that said, he asked the nun in charge to get some snacks and fruits.
King Yan sat there, looking at his mother's silver-white hair, and said in a hoarse voice: "How has your mother been doing these past few years?"
"Well, mother is here in the palace, where the wind can't blow and the rain can't hit her. She has tea when she's thirsty and a doctor when she's sick. How can it be bad?" The Queen Mother looked at her son with a smile and said: "It's you who have endured the hardship.
"
And because of these last six words, the ones before her are actually useless.
Knowing that her son is suffering, what mother can really live a good life?
"It's not a hardship for my son." As he suppressed his emotions, King Yan said in a slightly stiff voice: "It's just that I haven't served my mother even a day in these years, which is really unfilial..."
