The Queen Mother smiled with satisfaction. Although she was the Queen Mother, she was also an ordinary old man. She was naturally happy that her children and grandchildren were filial to her.
"From outside?" Emperor Shunde was exclaiming that it was delicious just a moment ago, but now his expression changed and he put it down coldly.
"You don't act like a father at all. Heng'er didn't provoke you. Compared to him, you look like an ignorant child. As a son, he grew up with his mother, so it's understandable for him to ask for a name for his mother. If he wants to return to the palace and ignore his mother, then he should really think about it."
"Mother, you don't know."
Emperor Shunde was about to put down the dessert. No matter how delicious it was, he had no interest in it at the moment, but the Queen Mother stopped him, "Eat it. My doctor's instructions said that you should eat less sweets."
"Then he brought it back to you. Isn't that a contradiction?"
"Look, you misunderstood the child again, didn't you?" The Queen Mother shook her head. "If he hadn't discovered my illness, how could he have come up with a way to deal with it so early? He saw that I like to eat sweets, which are not seen in the palace. Putting aside those things, don't you think this snack is delicious?"
Emperor Shunde didn't want to admit it, but it was indeed good.
"I can't eat more snacks, but it's okay to taste good things occasionally. Heng'er is very filial, so don't always look at him like that."
Emperor Shun said nothing.
"Please think about what I said in your heart. Even if you treat him well, it won't affect your desire to protect that person."
"Mother..."
"You are my daughter, so how could I not understand what you are thinking? Heng'er is a child with no foundation and such an identity. He cannot inherit the throne. It will not affect anything." The Queen Mother said earnestly.
"Mother, I will come to see you tomorrow. You have been busy in the past, so you should have a good rest and don't worry about other things."
The Queen Mother sighed, knowing that this could not be accomplished overnight. However, Wen Heng was a strange child. He cared so much about her, yet was very distant from his father.
Are you saying he's looking for someone to protect him?
Then who can compare to his father?
If he wants to please this old woman, even the coldest stone can be warmed up if he does it to his father.
All I can say is that the kid is just like his father.
The Queen Mother looked at the snacks and smacked her lips. She wanted to eat but had to put it down, then she gave a bitter smile.
And outside it was bustling again.
"You are really good. The Empress Dowager is happy because of you. You have found a backer." Wen Chao put his arm around Wen Heng's shoulders, but he used force in his hands.
However, Wen Heng looked calm and turned his head to look at him, "I have practiced martial arts outside the palace."
Wen Chao then said, "Oh, in that case, how about a contest? Let us see what you are capable of?"
Wen Heng smiled and took his hand away, then raised his eyebrows and said, "You can't beat me."
Wen Chao really couldn't beat him, otherwise he wouldn't have asked someone to take his hand away so easily. If it weren't for his face, he would have cried out in pain long ago.
"I can't beat you? Haha, then tell me, brothers, who can beat you?" Wen Chao turned the topic to the others. He didn't believe that others would feel happy after Wen Heng's action.
Wen Heng smiled faintly, "I can only beat you, so I can't compare with my brothers."
Wen Chao was about to explode with anger. He was the worst. "Don't leave."
"Anything else?" Wen Heng was not impatient. In his opinion, this was just a child who was making trouble for no reason. Of course, he didn't have a good heart either.
It really was unintentional and I wouldn't add fuel to the fire and make him a target of public criticism.
"I am increasingly curious about how you are doing outside the palace, learning martial arts and having such powerful friends."
Wen Heng asked back, "So, Ninth Brother cares about me?"
"Yes, I care about you, very much!"
Wen Heng smiled and said, "You will know later."
…
The spring planting has ended, and the Xia family's barren hill has changed its appearance, with rows of small saplings and some fruits and vegetables planted on the flatter areas.
At Xia Zhiliao's suggestion, a well was dug at the foot of the mountain, which could be used to draw water for watering the trees on the mountain.
When the farming season is over, Xia Jinjun is not so busy anymore. Although he would go to the mountain to watch over Cheng Han, after all, Cheng Han is pregnant and Xia Jinyu is worried about her, so he can't stay in the mountain all the time.
The two brothers took turns to look after them. The saplings had not yet borne fruit and the watermelon seedlings had just grown out, so no one went to steal them.
Xia Jinjun would spend time with his wife and daughter whenever he had time. Xia Chenshi was now able to take care of herself and could handle business matters with ease, but it was always easier to have someone to share the burden with.
"Dad, please teach me how to write!" Xia Zhi came over eagerly.
Xia Jinjun said with a smile: "Did the sun rise from the west today? My Zhiliao likes to do everything except practicing calligraphy. Why did he think of it today?"
Xia Zhiliao rolled his eyes.
[It’s still not that bad guy. ]
He traveled thousands of miles to deliver the message to Ling He, mocking her ugly handwriting.
Of course, she didn't care what Wen Heng said, but she was also a person who cared about face.
The characters are indeed a bit ugly.
Hard pen calligraphy is different from soft pen calligraphy. Her calligraphy with a brush cannot be said to be ugly compared with some people who have never touched a brush in modern times.
But it was different in ancient times. Everyone wrote like a calligrapher, and she really felt ashamed of herself.
When asked who the bad guy was, Xia Jinjun automatically thought of Xie Heng. The little girl didn't know many people, and he was the only one she could call a bad guy.
"Dad, just tell me whether you will teach me or not?" Xia Zhiliao said.
"Teach, of course I should teach. It's a good thing that my daughter wants to practice calligraphy. Dad is so happy that he can't contain his excitement." Xia Jinjun said with a smile.
Xia Zhiliao breathed a sigh of relief, but there were so many fun things in the world, even sleeping, why did she have to practice calligraphy?
God knows.
Wen Heng is really something. I have helped him a lot, but why doesn’t he express his gratitude?
The Queen Mother did suffer from diabetes, Ling He had confirmed it. Xie Heng was really stingy.
When the Queen Mother was happy, she must have rewarded him with many things, but he kept them all for himself?
"Zhiliao? What are you thinking about? Look at the handwriting!" Xia Jinjun said with a wry smile, "How about you go out and play, and then come back to practice after you've had enough fun?"
His daughter is not going to take the imperial examination, so just be happy. If she doesn't like practicing calligraphy, then don't practice it.
Xia Zhiliao glanced at the words on the paper and found them a little irritating. Then he sighed bitterly, "Dad, why is calligraphy so difficult?"
Xia Jinjun was amused by her daughter. "There is nothing in this world that can be accomplished easily. Good things take time."
Xia Zhiliao nodded. Although she knew a lot of things, it was still difficult to change them. "Dad, although good things take time, can we succeed if we don't forget our original intention?"
Xia Jinjun smiled. Was her daughter trying to remind her in a different way?
"That's right, my daughter knows a lot." Xia Jinjun patted her head, "Look, your mother is back, let's go check her out!"
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