Chapter 181
Emperor Yongzheng was exhausted after working for a long time to coax Jiaojiao. He looked at Jiaojiao who was sitting beside him and eating egg custard with a spoon, and didn't understand why he had been so hastily coaxing him before.
If it were any other prince or grandson, he would have asked their nanny to take them away long ago so that they would not be an eyesore.
Jiaojiao, who had just cried, had red eyes and nose. She was in a very low mood and had no interest in eating.
Jiaojiao's hands were steady as she scooped the egg custard, unlike other children who would make a mess all over themselves. Emperor Yongzheng was very satisfied with this.
"Uncle." Jiaojiao suddenly spoke, sniffing, and looked at Emperor Yongzheng with red eyes, looking extremely pitiful: "Jiaojiao's small backpack, small stool, small bookcase, small water bottle and clothes are all gone."
Emperor Yongzheng looked at his pitiful appearance and felt a headache for the first time in a long time. There was nothing he could do. He had to take responsibility for his own sins.
"Got it, I'll have someone get it for you!"
But before Emperor Yongzheng could send anyone to get them, Yin Zheng packed up Jiaojiao's usual things and asked Xie Shuyu to deliver them to the palace.
Jiaojiao in the palace hugged her big bottle of milk and couldn't help crying again. Tears welled up in her eyes as she lay in the arms of Emperor Yongzheng: "Uncle...Uncle, you...you tell Dad...to ask him to come pick up Jiaojiao as soon as possible. Jiaojiao is well behaved...and not difficult to raise..."
Emperor Yongzheng looked at the handkerchief in his hand that he had used to wipe Jiaojiao's tears. It was so wet that water could be seen. He couldn't help but sigh, "How can she cry like this?"
But when she cried, she just lay softly in my arms and shed tears silently, without crying loudly, so she was not very annoying.
After a while, Jiaojiao stopped crying and lay obediently in Emperor Yongzheng's arms without making any noise or noise. Seeing this, Emperor Yongzheng didn't let anyone carry him away. He just picked up the memorial and continued to review it.
As the night deepened, when Emperor Yongzheng thought of Jiaojiao, he looked down and saw that Jiaojiao had fallen asleep curled up in his arms. Her chubby little hands were still clutching his clothes, and her round belly rose and fell with her breathing. Occasionally, she would talk in her sleep, always calling for her father.
Emperor Yongzheng leaned back in his chair and stared at Jiaojiao's rising and falling belly for a long time before he carried him to the side hall.
The princes in the palace were all raised by their respective mothers. Emperor Yongzheng would only visit them occasionally when he was interested or test their homework, and he would not pay much attention to them at other times.
This time he brought Jiaojiao into the palace. Having never raised a child before, he became interested in her. He did not intend to give Jiaojiao to the concubines in the harem to raise, but planned to raise her himself. So Jiaojiao was raised in Chongde Hall.
Being raised by His Majesty is a unique honor. No other prince in Dayong has ever received this honor.
This made the concubines in the harem alert, and they sent people to inquire about the child's origins. When they heard that the child was picked up from the mountains and raised by a country peasant, their hearts skipped a beat. Could this really be the bloodline of His Majesty left among the people?
Emperor Yongzheng loved to go out of the palace in disguise, so if he really had sex with that woman and made her pregnant, it was not impossible.
Thinking of this, the concubines in the harem became nervous.
There were also concubines who did not take it seriously. If this was really His Majesty's child, His Majesty would have raised him in Chongde Hall. How could he not have included him in the family tree? So there was only one possibility, that the child was not His Majesty's at all. As for why His Majesty valued him so much, we had to find out carefully.
However, these concubines did not remind the concubines who had the wrong idea, but just waited for them to take any action.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed. Today, Emperor Yongzheng had some free time and specially asked someone to bring Jiaojiao to him.
The minister who came out of Chongde Hall saw a beautiful child as delicate as jade being carried by a nanny. Thinking that this was the legendary child brought back by His Majesty to be raised in his lap, the minister could not help but take a few more glances at him, and then met Jiaojiao's eyes.
This child's eyes are so clear, like a lake in the mountains in autumn, so clear that they have a sense of magnificence.
Seeing him looking at her, Jiaojiao politely waved her little paw: "Uncle Kang An."
The minister was stunned and nodded in return.
Emperor Yongzheng, who was reviewing memorials, asked Jiaojiao to come over when he saw him. When Jiaojiao came to him, he held him on his lap and asked, "Can you write?"
Jiaojiao nodded: "Yes."
Emperor Yongzheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, flattened the paper, and handed him the brush: "Write something."
Jiaojiao took the pen and wrote the word "Dad" carefully.
Emperor Yongzheng took a look, held Jiaojiao's small, fleshy hand, and helped him write his name stroke by stroke. Only then did he say with satisfaction, "The handwriting is not bad, but it's a little too soft and weak. You need to practice hard in the future. First, practice the small regular script and then the strong style. Later, I will give you two chapters of my calligraphy to copy."
Emperor Yongzheng originally wanted to enlighten Jiaojiao, but after asking him some questions, he found out that he had already read all the enlightenment books such as "Thousand Character Classic", "Youxue Qionglin", "Mengxue" and so on.
He poked Jiaojiao's chubby face and said, "I didn't expect that I underestimated you."
Jiaojiao puffed out her chest and said, "Uncle Huaizhi teaches me, Jiaojiao learns, Jiaojiao is amazing."
"So it was Xie Huaizhi who taught me this, no wonder!"
This lie could not be continued any longer, so Emperor Yongzheng rubbed Jiaojiao's furry head and simply carried Jiaojiao to stroll around the Imperial Garden. Not long after they started strolling, someone came to report that the Minister of the Central Secretariat wanted to see him. Emperor Yongzheng put Jiaojiao down and told the palace maids and nannies to take good care of her, then he left.
After Emperor Yongzheng left, Jiaojiao walked around with his big milk bottle in her arms, occasionally lowering her head to sip the sugar water in the bottle.
As Jiaojiao was strolling around, his attention was attracted by a particularly beautiful purple butterfly on a flower. He approached it quietly and looked at it curiously, but did not reach out to catch it.
Just as Jiaojiao was watching intently, a figure suddenly rushed out and knocked Jiaojiao on her butt.
Jiaojiao, who had fallen on her butt, was still dazed. The little figure burst into tears. A group of palace maids and eunuchs rushed over and picked up the child. The child kept crying and pointing at Jiaojiao, saying, "He tripped me! He tripped me on purpose!"
When Li Ma and others who were serving Jiaojiao saw Jiaojiao fall, their faces changed immediately and they hurried forward to help Jiaojiao up.
Lianxiang rolled up her sleeves and trouser legs and saw that her lotus-root-like arms and legs were covered in glaring red. The palms of her hands were scraped and had two small stones stuck in them, and blood was oozing out.
After checking it out, Lianhua was heartbroken and almost shed tears. She blew gently on the wound on Jiaojiao's hand and choked with sobs, "It's my fault. I didn't take good care of the young master."
During the time that Jiaojiao came to the palace, she was the one who took care of her personally. Such a small, soft, well-behaved and warm girl. After taking care of her for so long, it was inevitable that she would hold her in her heart. Lianxiang would feel very distressed when she got bumped, let alone bleeding.
Seeing Lianxiang crying, Jiaojiao, whose eyes were red from the pain, pursed her lips and lay in her arms. He, who had tried not to cry, tilted his white and tender little face upwards, reached out to wipe her tears, and coaxed her softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, Jiaojiao is fine, it doesn't hurt."
As he spoke, he hurriedly took out a candy from his pocket and handed it to her mouth: "Eat candy, eat candy and you won't cry!"
Lianxiang, who had been trying to hold back her tears, could no longer hold back her tears after being coaxed by him.
The seventh prince was still crying and wailing because Jiaojiao tripped him on purpose.
Hearing this, Jiaojiao, who was lying in Lianxiang's arms, raised her chubby little face, her eyes red, and said aggrievedly, "Mammy, Jiaojiao didn't push him."
Nanny Li rubbed Jiaojiao's furry head with concern and said nothing.
Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, the little bully in the palace immediately became unhappy. He threw away the hand of the palace maid who was holding him, stepped forward and kicked Li Ma Ma hard in the waist: "You dog slave, how dare you ignore my words, you don't want to live anymore!"
Seeing that the nanny had been kicked, Jiaojiao came out of Lianxiang's arms and pushed the Seventh Prince. It was her first time to 'fight'. Jiaojiao opened her big eyes with a clear black and white, clenched her fists fiercely, and spoke in a halting manner due to nervousness: "No, you are not allowed to bully the nanny!"
The little bully staggered after being pushed and became extremely angry. He snatched the bottle from Jiaojiao's arms and threw it into the lake.
Jiaojiao glared and was about to jump into the lake, but was almost caught by Nanny Li's waist.
"Mammy, the bottle, Jiaojiao's bottle." Jiaojiao was so anxious that she was about to cry, but she couldn't get rid of Mammy Li's hand.
The seventh prince, the son of Concubine Shu, had the most noble status among the princes in the palace who had not yet left the palace to set up their own residences. He had become a little bully in the palace. He was very unhappy when he heard early on that his father had brought back a child whom he doted on and was raising under his knees.
Being secretly instigated by someone, he took the initiative to come and cause trouble for Jiaojiao.
In his heart, he is his father's biological son, and his father will definitely stand on his side.
Unfortunately, Emperor Yongzheng did not stand on his side as he wished.
The next day, when Jiaojiao was carried over by Emperor Yongzheng, she saw the Seventh Prince kneeling outside Chongde Hall.
Huo Zeyu knelt straight, his neck stiff, his face full of dissatisfaction. Despite his young age, there was already a sense of hostility between his brows. When he saw Jiaojiao, he glared at him fiercely.
Still reeling from yesterday's events, Jiaojiao pursed her lips, turned her head, and buried herself in Emperor Yongzheng's arms. Holding the milk bottle she had salvaged and washed, she sipped some sugar water to calm her nerves. Then, she tilted her little face up to look at Emperor Yongzheng and said, "He's so fierce!"
Huo Zeyu, who was kneeling, was so angry when he heard this that he fell backwards. He looked down upon his behavior of complaining.
Emperor Yongzheng nodded and walked into Chongde Hall with Jiaojiao in his arms.
Huo Zeyu, who was kneeling outside, could still hear the childish voice asking, "Why is that fierce brother kneeling outside?"
Thinking that he was making fun of him, the five-year-old Huo Zeyu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, swearing that he would never coexist with this kid.
Emperor Yongzheng sat down with Jiaojiao in his arms, picked up the memorial on the table and read it. He replied to Jiaojiao nonchalantly, "If you do something wrong, you will be punished!"
Hearing this, Jiaojiao shrank her neck and snuggled into his arms with a little fear.
Seeing this, Emperor Yongzheng smiled maliciously, took a small stack of memorials and placed them on Jiaojiao's head: "It's good. If it falls, you are not allowed to eat sweets for three months."
Jiaojiao glared and immediately held herself back cautiously, not daring to move.
He let Jiaojiao hold him for a quarter of an hour, and seeing that he really didn't move, Emperor Yongzheng took the memorial off Jiaojiao's head with a smile: "Do you like sweets so much?"
"Yeah." Jiaojiao nodded hurriedly, then said a little depressedly while holding the bottle in her arms: "Uncle, Jiaojiao misses daddy. Why hasn't he come to pick Jiaojiao up yet?"
The smile on Emperor Yongzheng's face disappeared: "Why, is your uncle not treating you well?"
Jiaojiao waved her little hand, her fair face looking very serious: "Okay, hello uncle."
Emperor Yongzheng looked at him, threw the memorial on the table, and asked the nanny to take Jiaojiao back.
He looked at Nanny Li's back as she left with Jiaojiao in her arms, with a puzzled look in his eyes. Why couldn't she tame the girl?
Thinking of this, he picked up the parenting tips on the table, ready to see what went wrong.
I'm only upset about these two chapters. Don't criticize me in the comments section, I'm going to cry~
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