Chapter 369: Kirin Brings Blessings 2
Under the careful care of Imperial Physician Zhang, Cheng Jing's condition is getting better day by day.
The improvement was that he felt the pain in his legs more clearly.
In the past, even though it was unbearable to move my lower limbs, I could just cry and get through it.
But now he couldn't move for even a quarter of an hour without the pain making his face twisted and his whole body tremble until he passed out, which was horrifying to watch.
However, his pity did not win any sympathy from Concubine Hui.
Because he was naughty in the past, he was the most unpopular prince, and he hurt Ruoxin.
Now, neither the empress nor the princes and princesses are willing to pay attention to him.
The only exception was that Cheng Huan, who was under the instruction of Xiao Jingheng, was willing to come and accompany him from time to time.
Children's minds are always pure.
Cheng Jing originally thought that Cheng Huan was scary and didn't want to get close to him.
But Cheng Huan didn't hold grudges against him and took great care of him. She would come to accompany him for an hour or two almost every day.
Gradually, Cheng Jing also opened his heart to Cheng Huan.
One day, Cheng Huan brought a scroll and read to Cheng Jing the Analects that he had just learned from the Shangshufang.
Cheng Jing didn't understand all this nonsense, and didn't pay any attention to it at all. Instead, he asked Cheng Huan,
"Brother, does Empress Chen treat you well?"
Cheng Huan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "Of course."
Cheng Jing pouted, looking very frustrated, "But why is mother always so mean to me... She forces me to walk every day, and my legs hurt so much. When she sees me crying, she is not as willing to comfort me as before."
Cheng Huan felt sorry for him when he saw his eyes turned red.
He wanted to wipe away Cheng Jing's tears, but when he stretched out his hand, he saw the cracked skin on his fingertips and withdrew his hand in inferiority.
"Empress Hui is doing this for your own good. I hope you can recover soon. Only when you are well can everyone feel at ease."
Cheng Jing felt even more aggrieved when he heard this, "But I'm sick, shouldn't the emperor care about me more? But the emperor hasn't come to see me for a long time..."
He suddenly grabbed Cheng Huan's arm, motioned him to come closer, and whispered:
"Brother, let me tell you, in order to avoid my mother forcing me to practice walking, I always hide in the closet or under the bed. This method used to work, but my room is so small that I would always be caught by my mother..."
Cheng Huan thought for a moment and offered him some advice: "When I came here these past two days, I saw a large iron ball with dragon patterns always placed in the courtyard. Today, I took a closer look out of curiosity and found that there was a secret door behind the iron ball that could be opened. It seemed that you could get in. If you are really afraid of practicing walking, you might as well hide in there. Maybe it will be more difficult for Empress Hui to find you."
Cheng Jing pursed his lips and shook his head, "The big iron ball is in the courtyard. I'll be discovered before I even crawl over there."
Cheng Huan laughed at him, "Silly brother, if you do that during the day, of course you will be discovered. But in the middle of the night when no one is around, who can know what you are doing?"
He looked around very cautiously, then lowered his voice and said:
"When I came here just now, I heard Empress Hui say that tomorrow is Father's birthday, so you will have to practice longer tomorrow, and you have to go to the birthday banquet to let Father see your progress."
"I don't want it!" Cheng Jing was extremely scared. He grabbed the quilt and covered his head as if in a stressful situation. He said in a trembling voice:
"Brother, please help me, I'm scared..."
"Don't be afraid, my brother is here."
Cheng Huan tentatively lifted the quilt covering Cheng Jing's head, gently stroked his hair, and whispered:
"I will teach you a way to avoid this. Come closer."
Hearing this, Cheng Jing hurriedly moved closer to Cheng Huan and listened to his whispers.
*
The next morning, the six palaces were busy already.
It was different from Xiao Jingheng's previous birthdays. Because this year was his 30th birthday, the banquet lasted all day.
Since the hour of Si, princes and nobles have entered the palace one after another, and concubines and female relatives have also lined up on the Tonghua Terrace.
But Concubine Hui was indeed late.
It was because when they woke up in the morning, they searched everywhere in Zhaochun Palace but couldn't find Cheng Jing.
This has been the norm in Zhaochun Palace these days. The little guy is afraid of the daily rehabilitation training and always crawls into a secret corner to hide.
But today, Concubine Hui didn't have time to waste with him. She only told the palace servants, "Look carefully. After finding Cheng Jing, let him take the medicine and start today's journey as soon as possible."
During the birthday banquet, as the cups clinked, the concubines, according to their status, presented birthday congratulations to Xiao Jingheng.
The first person to offer congratulations was Ning Wanshuang, who was an expert at playing the zither and a national player.
Although he has neglected practice in recent years, he still won applause as soon as he performed.
After her, it will be Zhaohua's turn to come to the fore.
She retired to the back room early in the morning and changed into a Luoshen dress with water sleeves and light gauze.
"I have no special skills, but I learned a piece of Luoshenfu for the emperor's birthday, so I can perform it in front of everyone."
The prostitutes in the Nan Mansion had already set up their positions. When Zhaohua was about to start dancing, Xiao Jingheng suddenly stopped everyone and said:
"Imperial Concubine Yi is pregnant, how can she work so hard? I understand your intention, but for the safety of you and your child, please don't dance today."
Zhao Hua felt so concerned about him that she could only blush and agree.
Everyone else said that Xiao Jingheng doted on Zhao Hua very much, and after Zhao Hua sat down next to Xiao Jingheng again, he also held her willow waist and hummed affectionately,
"Your dancing posture is so graceful and elegant, how can you let all the men in the room enjoy your dancing posture? You should only let me enjoy the beauty of the goddess of Luo River in private."
Zhao Hua blushed at his teasing and said shyly: "Xiao Lang is always making fun of me..."
When her dance stopped, it was Concubine Hui's turn to offer her congratulations.
As everyone watched, seven or eight palace servants worked together to lift up a large iron pot with a mouth ten feet wide.
The pot was filled with overflowing oil, and firewood was burning at the bottom.
Then, an iron ball with a dragon pattern hanging on the beam was slowly lowered to the center of the iron pot.
Xiao Jingheng was just wondering what this was about, when Concubine Hui smiled and said:
"As His Majesty reaches the age of thirty, the harem has also received many happy news. Both I and Noble Concubine Yi are pregnant, so I thought of presenting the auspicious sign of the Qilin to His Majesty, which is also a good omen."
Xiao Jingheng didn't know what the so-called "Qilin presents auspiciousness" was, but he was also interested.
Concubine Hui invited Xiao Jingheng to the hall and handed him a dragon-patterned chain that fell from a suspended iron ball.
"There are two dragon-patterned chains. Your Majesty holds one, and I hold the other. When you pull them down at the same time, the dragon-patterned iron ball will open from the middle, and the secret inside will be revealed. Your Majesty, please join me in welcoming the auspiciousness."
In order to see the novelty, everyone stood up and crowded forward.
When everyone gathers around,
Xiao Jingheng and Concubine Hui looked at each other and pulled the dragon-patterned chain at the same time.
The moment the mechanism was opened, the suspended dragon-patterned ball broke open along the center line.
The kirin dough that fell out had lost its shape.
And falling into the frying pan with it seemed to be a fainted child...
(Cheng Jing has nothing to do with Zhao in this matter, and he is completely unaware of it. We will review it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.)
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