Chapter 948 Chapter 948, One Year Old
After Xiao Yeyang brought the Western Liao delegation to Beijing, he immediately returned the tiger talisman to the emperor.
Although the emperor did not show it on his face, he was very satisfied in his heart.
Originally, some officials had objections to the emperor directly appointing Xiao Yeyang as King of Weiyuan, but after signing a ceasefire agreement with the Western Liao delegation and drawing up a list of annual tribute items, the voices of opposition disappeared.
Xiao Yeyang did not expect that the emperor would make him a king, but he was still very happy about it.
Although he is the eldest son of Prince Ping's Mansion, the throne of King Weiyuan was obtained by his own ability, not inheritance. This is a recognition and affirmation of him.
Xiao Yeyang was happy, but Prince Ping had objections.
The imperial palace.
Prince Ping looked at the emperor with resentment: "Royal brother, if you confer the title of Prince Weiyuan on Yeyang, what will happen to my Prince Ping's Mansion?"
The emperor glanced at him calmly and said, "The purpose of enthroning Yeyang as King of Weiyuan is to intimidate other countries in the Western Regions and to encourage Yeyang to govern Xiliang. This throne is not hereditary."
Hearing this, Prince Ping's expression brightened slightly, but his lips were still raised high: "That guy and I were not very close to begin with, and now that he doesn't even need the throne, he has even less respect for me."
The emperor looked at Prince Ping speechlessly: "It's quite good for a father to treat you like this."
Prince Ping: "Brother, I don't care. We can't let that brat think that the Prince of Ping's Mansion is not implicated. Please issue an edict to make my grandson the Crown Prince of the Prince of Ping's Mansion."
The Emperor was indifferent to this and, not wanting to bother with Prince Heping's nagging, he immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll issue the decree shortly."
Prince Ping then became happy and left with a smile.
Looking at his brother's departing back, the emperor also laughed.
Only this stupid brother would be happy that the title is not hereditary!
The emperor stood up and looked at the map of Daxia.
The area of Xiliang is larger than two or three inland provinces. If it is well governed, it can relieve a lot of pressure on the court.
Since he ascended the throne, he had thought about governing Xiliang, but because of the poor conditions, no minister in the court was willing to go. Ye Yang was the first to step forward to help him solve the problem.
Over the years, Ye Yang has made many contributions, both openly and secretly. Making him king is also a way of compensation.
Thinking of this, the emperor sat back at the imperial desk and wrote an imperial edict to appoint Xiao Moxi as the Crown Prince of Prince Ping's Mansion.
At the palace gate, Prince Ping came out and saw Xiao Yeyang standing there waiting. Although he was satisfied, he still had a stern face.
Xiao Yeyang stepped forward and saluted, then got into the carriage with Prince Ping: "What did the Emperor's uncle say?"
Prince Ping: "The throne is not hereditary."
Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang breathed a sigh of relief.
If he were not the prince's son, he would definitely be extremely happy to be awarded the title of king, but the problem is that his father is a prince. If he is crowned king again, there will be two kings in one family, which is a bit too conspicuous.
It’s okay now that the emperor’s uncle is still alive, but a hundred years after the emperor’s uncle passes away, the new emperor will definitely be dissatisfied, and he doesn’t want to be held accountable.
"Father, your grandson is about to turn one year old."
Before he could finish his words, Prince Ping smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll remember to hold a birthday party for my eldest grandson."
Xiao Yeyang was silent for a moment: "What I mean is, I will be returning to Xiliang in the next two days."
The smile on Prince Ping's face faded a little, but he still said, "You should go back early. Uncle and Yan are still there."
Xiao Yeyang was silent for a moment, then said, "Then you must take good care of your health in the capital."
Upon hearing this, Prince Ping was stunned for a moment.
His son actually expressed concern for him?
Prince Ping was a little surprised. His eldest son had always been at odds with him since they were young. After getting married, his temper had improved a little, but he had never cared about him.
Is it because now that you have a son, you understand how difficult it is to be a father?
'Cough~'
Prince Ping coughed lightly to cover up his awkwardness. "That painting you sent back last time, I often look at it. Mo Xi is really good-looking. Her eyebrows and eyes are exactly like mine. She is indeed worthy of being my eldest grandson."
After hearing this, Xiao Yeyang was speechless and rolled his eyes. How could he not see that his son looked like his father? It was obvious that he looked like him, okay?
Prince Ping continued, "I can't go to Xiliang to see my grandson anymore. If you have time, please send me a portrait of Fu Moxi every year."
Xiao Yeyang said "hmm" and nodded in agreement.
In the next two days, Xiao Yeyang rested in the palace for one night, went to the Yan family and the Duke Dingguo's Mansion, then went to the palace to say goodbye to the emperor, and then returned to Xiliang without stopping.
Ganzhou City, Xiao Mansion.
Daohua soon received the news that Xiao Yeyang was crowned king and his son was crowned Crown Prince.
"The servants pay their respects to the princess!"
"Greetings, Prince!"
Guyu brought her maids and old women to congratulate Daohua.
Daozi, who just turned one year old, is lively and active. He was learning to walk by holding the wall. When he saw so many people coming into the yard, he immediately let go of the wall with his hands, stood upright and giggled, clapping his hands around.
Daohua was watching from the side and was startled. She quickly stepped forward, squatted down and supported the little ancestor: "What do you know? You just sit here and have fun."
The rice stalks chirped at the rice flowers, as if trying to distinguish them from her.
When the rice flowers saw this, they couldn't stop laughing.
At this time, Guo Ruomei came over and saw her grandson smiling. She immediately said, "Our Daozi is really smart. He knows that he is the prince."
When the grandson saw his grandmother, he immediately stretched out his arms to hug her.
Guo Ruomei smiled and hugged her grandson.
Daohua said quickly, "Mother, this boy is getting stronger and stronger. When I got up this morning, I almost couldn't hold him. Otherwise, let Fangniang hold him."
Guo Ruomei shook her head and refused: "How big is a piece of rice? How strong can it be? Don't worry, I'm not too old to move. I can still hold my grandson."
Daohua had no choice but to signal Fangniang and the maids to pay more attention.
Guo Ruomei: "By the way, Yeyang has been conferred the title of Prince. It seems the officials at the garrison have also received the news. Some of the female relatives have sent me invitations. You go and deal with them. I'll take care of the rice."
Daohua said, "Thank you for your hard work, mother." She squeezed her son's hand and said, "Be obedient to grandma, mother will be back soon."
The rice made two "ya ya" sounds, as if urging the rice flowers to move faster.
Daohua glanced at her son and said, "You are a heartless boy. You have forgotten your mother now that you have a grandmother." After saying that, she smiled and left with her maid.
Daohua didn't have much feeling about becoming a princess. No matter whether she was the prince's consort or the princess, there was no other female member of the royal family in Xiliang with a higher status than her.
"Daozi, come to mother's side!"
Despite his haste, Xiao Yeyang only returned to Ganzhou City in early June and still missed his son's first birthday.
As soon as I stepped into the yard, I heard the cheerful sound of rice flowers. Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw rice flowers under the flower corridor, with their backs to people, squatting and greeting the little fat boy two or three meters away.
After entering June, the weather was very hot and humid. The little fat boy put on a big red bellyband and a pair of loose shorts, and took a trembling step towards the rice flowers.
The little fat boy couldn't walk very steadily, and his body would sway every time he took a step.
“Boom boom boom!”
Seeing that her son didn't seem to want to leave, Daohua immediately took out her rattle and shook it: "Daozi, look at what this is. Come over to mother and I'll let you play with it."
The little fat boy hesitated for a moment and took another slow step forward.
This time he walked very unsteadily. Seeing his son was about to fall, Xiao Yeyang's heart suddenly jumped. Just as he took a step, he saw his son using the force of his body leaning forward to throw himself into his mother's arms.
"Dongdongdong~"
The little fat boy jumped into Daohua's arms, quickly took the rattle and started shaking it, revealing his two snow-white front teeth.
(End of this chapter)
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