The emperor turned his gaze to the second prince.
It had been a long time since the Second Prince had received his father's attention, and he had mixed feelings.
Influenced by his mother, he is a martial artist, and his grandfather was the Grand Commandant of the dynasty...
It seems that the emperor has always been dissatisfied with his preferences.
It seems that he always thinks that he has some unreasonable thoughts...
He could feel it, but he was honest by nature and didn't have a suitable opportunity to explain himself...
The blunt confession might make my father think more.
As for the Queen Mother's dislike for him, there are too many reasons.
My grandfather holds great power, and my mother is a powerful rival of the Empress.
The discord between my father and the Empress is known to everyone in the court.
It's not that there are no rumors, persuading the emperor to depose the queen and appoint a new one...
I am one year older than the prince. Compared with the prince's gentleness, I, who practice martial arts, look more powerful and fierce...
It seems to give court officials more confidence.
The Queen was very unhappy with both her mother and herself.
But at this moment, her gaze also turned softly.
The Second Prince was in a trance for a moment, as if it was the first time since he could remember that he had seen the Queen like this, and he felt extremely strange.
"Second brother, what have you been busy with recently?"
The emperor spoke in a calm tone, looking concerned.
The Second Prince knew that he was irritable and didn't like people talking too much, so he answered briefly, "In addition to homework, I practice martial arts every day."
The Emperor waited a moment and found that this was his answer, no more...
The hall was filled with the awkwardness of stilted conversations between strangers.
The emperor was keenly aware of the second prince's fear and nervousness.
It was difficult a few times, but I continued the conversation.
"Oh? Classwork, how far have you learned?"
Except for the Crown Prince, who received individual instruction, the rest of the princes took collective dictation, but the instruction was tailored to each individual's situation, age, ability to comprehend, and the ancestral inheritance that was left behind.
The second prince answered briefly and to the point with just one sentence.
The emperor also asked him whether he found learning difficult and what content he liked most.
Before answering, the second prince was a little surprised.
After all, in the past, the emperor couldn’t even remember his birth month and date. He only remembered that he was one year younger than the crown prince.
Deliberate, fond, totally indifferent, his existence is exactly the same as that of a palace maid...
He seemed familiar, but he was just better fed, clothed, and of nobler blood.
It’s the first time in my memory that he cares about me like a real father, just like today.
The second prince felt a little warm in his heart, and his tone was gentle and calm when he answered.
The emperor could sense this subtle change, and he blamed himself for not caring enough about his son.
In the past, he was too arbitrary and only thought about being cautious, so he even blocked out such a good son.
The emperor was also concerned about the type of martial arts he practiced, whether it was swordplay, spearplay, or stickplay, and whether he was taught by Concubine Duan herself or by hiring a master from outside.
At the beginning, he delayed the Second Prince's martial arts training, and he personally ordered that no master should be invited from outside, and that he should focus on practicing...
Later, Concubine Duan taught him personally on the pretext of strengthening his body...
He had indeed forgotten all these.
The emperor suddenly asked, "Second Brother, what have you gained from learning martial arts?"
It seemed that the atmosphere was set just right, and the Second Prince was not a timid person.
Feeling his father's kindness, he told the whole story.
He said that learning is interlinked. Hobbies are only temporary, but firm goals are long-term.
Learning martial arts is very tiring and often results in injuries. He also wanted to give up when he was young, but his mother taught him to persevere.
As the seasons change, when I persisted, I found that it was nothing more than this...
The same is true when he encounters difficulties in study. Practicing martial arts has trained his perseverance and will. He believes that hard work will be rewarded fairly and will not back down easily because of the difficulties in schoolwork...
Looking at the second prince who was sitting below him and talking eloquently, the emperor suddenly felt that he knew too little about this son.
Generalizing from a single case, being blinded by a single leaf, I just thought that he practiced martial arts for other purposes...
There is also a prejudice that people who practice martial arts are uneducated, but from the second prince's conversation, it is discovered that he not only possesses the basic qualities of a prince, but also has a spiritual spirit.
There is only one crown prince in the Dafeng Dynasty. It is not necessary for all the princes to develop policy editorials. They have their own preferences and persevere...
Who knows, I won’t be able to serve my country in the future?
Thinking of the outcome predicted by the child, the emperor felt even more guilty and blamed himself.
Fortunately, he looked down at Jun Baozhu in his arms.
Because I heard my daughter's voice, I still have a chance to make amends...
It's not too late.
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