Chapter 572 The prerequisite for the son to replace the father is the death of the father
Song Yanxi was just thinking when she heard Mo Jinchuan ask, "Want to know what A Yan just said?"
Without a second thought, she nodded and said, "I don't know what the eldest young master said that made the third young master change his mind immediately."
Judging from her expression just now, Zixu clearly had something else to say to her.
But after Zi Yan said this, he stared at her with a strange expression and stopped talking.
It was as if I had heard something extraordinary.
The reason why Jiaojiao chased after him was because she understood her third brother and knew that what her eldest brother had just said must be of vital importance.
Mo Jinchuan coughed lightly, his expression a little awkward, "A Yan didn't actually say anything?"
Song Yanxi didn't say anything, but just gave him a look that asked him whether he believed it or not.
Knowing he couldn't fool them, Mo Jinchuan sighed and said, "There are some nomadic tribes further north of Liang State. Sometimes they have the tradition of having their son take over after their father dies, or their younger brother inheriting the throne after their elder brother dies.
Zixu didn't know who had mentioned it, but he only knew that it had happened, but he didn't know the details of the matter.
Upon hearing this, Song Yanxi's expression turned strange in an instant.
She had read about this custom in a local gazetteer given to her by her grandfather.
She was still young at the time and could not fully understand the contents of the book, and even made a fool of herself because of it.
No wonder Zi Yan and Zi Heng had that expression just now.
Looking at his disappointed look, he almost slapped Zixu and asked him if he didn't hope for the best for Mo Jinchuan.
After all, the prerequisite for a son to replace his father is the father's death.
Song Yanxi thought for a moment and said seriously, "The child should be beaten if he deserves it."
The moment the last word came out of her mouth, something flashed through her mind quickly.
Has she ever heard anyone say this?
As if possessed by a ghost, Song Yanxi lowered her head to look at the scroll in her hands, and a majestic voice seemed to ring in her ears.
"A loving mother often spoils her child. Don't stop me, the child should be beaten when he deserves it."
Isn’t this what her grandfather used to scold her?
Thinking of Mr. Yan's face and looking at the extremely familiar scene on the scroll, a long-forgotten memory suddenly emerged before my eyes.
At that time, my grandmother missed her two uncles so much that she lost her appetite and ended up bedridden.
She watched anxiously, but could do nothing to help.
I don't know who I heard say that the peach blossoms in the peach forest outside the city are in full bloom. It would be worth it no matter how tired I am if I could go and see them.
She thought that if she could just take a look, she would no longer feel tired, and that her grandmother's illness would surely be cured after just one look.
At that time, she did what she said. While everyone was taking a nap after dinner, she slipped out through the back door with the bamboo stick.
Song Yanxi still remembers the scene of peach blossoms blooming all over the hillside that day.
Just one look at it is enough to amaze you.
After half a day of careful selection, she successfully picked out the peach blossom that she thought was the most beautiful.
Taohua was brought back home by her mother, while she was carried back on her grandfather's shoulders with tears and snot.
In order to find her, my grandfather even alarmed Emperor Xuande and searched half of the capital.
No one expected that the two little girls would be so brave as to hide in the haystack of the carriage and leave the city with the convoy.
Song Yanxi still remembers how dark her grandfather's face was when he waited for her at the city gate. He beat her on the way home before she could even get there.
She never understood why her grandfather knew that she had secretly left the city and caught her just when she was returning.
She was just a little bit away from taking the bamboo stick and sneaking back in the same way she had left the city.
Occasionally during the New Year holidays these years, her eldest and second cousins would tease her about this. After all, their grandfather's anger was directed at them at the time, and he punished them by making them kneel with her in the ancestral hall for not taking good care of their sister.
Even the youngest third cousin was blamed by his uncle for not being able to keep her from leaving the house.
Now, Song Yanxi thought, she should know how she was exposed back then.
Meeting her scrutinizing eyes, Mo Jinchuan said with a guilty conscience, "That day, I just wanted to see who this little girl who nearly turned the capital upside down was."
Song Yanxi: "That's all?"
Mo Jinchuan: "That's all."
Song Yanxi smiled slightly and asked, "Your Highness, are you using me as a pampering tool?"
If I'm not mistaken, he was a young man at that time. In addition to studying policy essays with Master Xie every day, he also had to learn the six arts of a gentleman.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is so busy that he has no time to rest.
I took the time out of my schedule to go out of town just to see a little girl. Are you kidding me?
Mo Jinchuan coughed lightly, touched his nose and said, "Ever since you were born, your father has always wanted you to be his daughter-in-law, and he has often mentioned it to me, but I have never had the chance to see you.
That day, when Old Master Yan came to the palace to seek help, I happened to be by my father's side."
Thinking of his youthful mentality back then, he couldn't help but feel ashamed. "I should have quietly brought you into the city instead of having my followers go back and tell Old Master Yan."
Song Yanxi was a little curious, "Since the prince is here, why doesn't he show up?"
Mo Jinchuan said with difficulty: "It's not that I don't want to, but Mr. Yan has an appointment with my father."
"What agreement?"
"Old Master Yan didn't want the descendants of the Yan family to marry into the royal family. He refused the emperor's request to marry you and me, and also reminded the emperor to stay away from you."
"Did Your Majesty say these words to the prince?"
Meeting Song Yanxi's indescribable gaze, Mo Jinchuan asked doubtfully, "But what's wrong?"
After careful consideration, Song Yanxi finally spoke: "Although my grandfather never told me about this matter, he always praised the prince when he mentioned him in the past few years.
After drinking with my younger uncle once, I once lamented that when my eldest uncle was alive, the prince often visited their home, but now that he has grown older, he has become less close to him.
Mo Jinchuan frowned, "Did Master Yan really say that?"
Song Yanxi didn't answer but asked, "Your Highness, do you think I would deceive you about this?"
Although it happened a long time ago, Mo Jinchuan still remembers the expression on Emperor Xuande's face when he said this to him.
Because to him, that tone told him that Old Master Yan looked down on him and thought he was not worthy of being her grandson-in-law.
He was only in his teens at the time, and was full of arrogance. He secretly warned himself that he would never visit the Yan family again except on the anniversary of General Yan's death.
It also saves you from having to get close and annoy people.
Hearing Mo Jinchuan say this, Song Yanxi felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
She speculated, "Could it be that His Majesty was rejected by my grandfather and felt humiliated, so he said those words in front of the prince in a fit of anger?"
If he was really that angry, he wouldn't have to take a few hours every year to have a drink with her grandfather, either at Yan's house or in a restaurant.
They are a king and his subject with a life-and-death friendship, and they are also brothers for many years.
Especially since her grandfather had retired long ago, and her cousins only held idle civil positions in the court and could not threaten his imperial power.
This kind of relationship is the most long-lasting.
If my grandfather had not acted decisively and withdrawn from the Yan family in time when the situation was at its most dire, I am afraid that once Emperor Xuande's court was stabilized, the Yan family would be the first to be attacked.
Mo Jinchuan nodded and said in a deep voice, "Wait for me at the mansion. I'll be back soon."
He turned to leave, but Song Yanxi grabbed his wrist and asked with a smile, "There are still so many things to see, why are you in such a hurry, Your Highness?"
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