"Mother gave me the list of concubines to be selected for the imperial concubine examination. She said that if we don't arrange marriages, we should choose a princess to teach Hongyu." Hezhuo showed the list to Yinzhi.
Yinzhi took it and flipped through it casually, but noticed his wife's expression; she didn't seem very happy about it.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"My lord, I think Hongyu is still too young. Perhaps we should postpone his education for a few years."
Yinzhi had an expression that said, "Why do you have to postpone this too?", but he still slowly spoke:
"We should call over the people around Hongyu and ask them if he has ejaculated. If he has, we should prepare for it. If he hasn't, we should still prepare for it."
"This is not only to make the princes understand human affairs, but also to make them understand human affairs so that they will not be misled by external things."
He Zhuo thought about it and realized it made sense; once he knew what was going on, he wouldn't be curious anymore.
But I still feel uneasy and depressed. My little white pig is going to be eaten.
"I feel so down, like my son has been taken away from me, he's no longer mine. It seems like just yesterday he was a little dumpling in my arms, and now he's going to belong to another woman. My heart aches so much," Hezhuo said softly, leaning against Yinzhi's chest.
The man didn't understand the mother's psychology, but seeing that his wife was indeed somewhat dejected, he comforted her: "Whether he marries his wife or not, he is still our son. If he dares to be unfilial to you, I will beat him. Don't worry, He Zhuo."
"Our son is the most filial."
Although his words of comfort were somewhat off-target, He Zhuo still appreciated his sentiments.
The two asked the servants around Hongyu, and sure enough, Hongyu was still a child and had not yet produced any semen.
However, what Yinzhi said also makes sense. Let's choose someone as a backup first, and instruct Hongyu not to have any children before marriage and not to become obsessed with such things.
He Zhuo carefully examined the list of candidates for the imperial concubines. He wanted to choose someone easy to control, whose family background was not complicated.
Yes, high five!
Choose carefully!
It is said that Consort Hui was quite meticulous; she wrote down the marriage arrangements of the candidates' families clearly and explicitly.
The next day, Hongyu came to see Hezhuo after school, and Hezhuo was very happy.
Later I learned that it was Yinzhi who said to visit his mother more often. This man is quite thoughtful.
"Mother, your son greets you." Hongyu and the others came to pay their respects.
Once the children start school, they're all like this; they won't rush into my arms as soon as they arrive.
He Zhuo felt a little melancholy. Now his big-headed son was about to be taken by someone else, and his own pig was going to graze on another little cabbage. He Zhuo felt uncomfortable.
He touched his eldest son's tender face.
Hongyu noticed that his mother seemed troubled: "Mother, is something wrong?"
"No, it's just that I'm looking at my son. He seems to have grown up so much. It feels like just yesterday you were a little baby in my arms, and now you're about to become a man."
Hongyu didn't struggle, letting his mother pat his head and face, showing him all sorts of affection.
If it weren't for his slightly red ear tips giving him away, He Zhuo would have thought the child wasn't shy at all.
“No matter how old our son is, he will always be your son.” Hongyu looked at her with deep affection.
"Hmm~" He Zhuo stroked his son's crescent-shaped head and pulled him into his arms. Hongyu struggled slightly, but then gave up.
Seeing his older sister and the seven, eight, and six children clinging to their mother all day long, snuggling in her arms, he couldn't help but feel envious. As the eldest son of the legitimate wife and also being granted the title of heir apparent, he had established himself early on. When Yinzhi talked with his advisors in the mansion, he always brought him along.
However, he was not lacking in warmth. His father and mother truly loved him, and his brothers and sisters got along well. The family affection amidst their bickering was the most precious thing in the royal family.
Little Hongyu was very content. Moreover, every few days, the family would have a meal together. This was what his mother said: eating together as a family would strengthen their bond. At this time, Xiao Liu from the palace would be brought out.
He Zhuo didn't know what was wrong with him; he had become sentimental.
However, He Zhuo was fine after a while. He patted his son on the shoulder and told him to go and rest, as he was tired enough from studying in the study.
However, since then, Hongyu and the others have been coming to Hezhuo's place every day, which makes Xiaoba very happy. He has so many older brothers and sisters to play with every day.
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