His Majesty is not so easy to please.
The sentence recorded in "Chengyu Travel Notes" to coax his father was actually written by the little fat boy himself.
He was very concerned about his reputation and spent a lot of time coaxing his father. He was so worried that he lost a lot of hair. Only then did he persuade his father to stop being angry with him.
But how can I tell others about such a thing?
Not only can he not tell anyone else, he also maliciously slanders the emperor.
Emperor Mingxi knew it and just let him talk nonsense.
In the eighteenth year of Jingyao, Yan Chengyu, who had left for three years, returned to the palace with the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager, who had become several degrees darker.
He kept talking all the way and had to say, "Grandma, the fish have told you. The sun is scorching over there, and you're still going out to catch cicadas in the scorching sun!"
I've told you many times that we'll be back in the palace soon. You were still playing around, but now you're done. I'm fair and tender, while the two elders are dark and skinny. How can the court officials miss their grandson?
He complained, but his tone was like a spoiled child. The Empress Dowager was very pleased with him. She tried to coax him after he had said that: "Grandmother is wrong. Anyone who dares to say anything bad about Yu'er will be beaten with a stick."
Wen Yunyu is almost seventy years old now. She is taken around by the fat boy and is in great health.
The roots of the hair, which had originally been white, gradually turned black.
The little fat boy raised his eyebrows and raised his chin slightly: "I'm glad that grandma knows."
When Jiang Shuhui heard this, her shoulders collapsed instantly. If her son let the Empress Dowager go, then isn't it her turn now?
No, no, she won't be as easy to talk to as the queen mother.
As expected, Yan Chengyu started talking about his mother again: "Mom, you didn't know how to stop me. The road next to the pond is slippery and muddy. You two took advantage of your son's nap and ran out. If anything happened to your son, your son would be dead!"
There was thunder but no rain, just like when I was a kid.
I've used this trick countless times, but everyone falls for it.
The Queen Mother, who had vowed that she would not be easy to talk to, suddenly felt distressed: "Mother was wrong too. I will listen to Yu'er next time."
Yan Chengyu, who pretended to wipe his tears, suddenly smiled happily, hugged the two elders, and pouted his lips: "A kiss~" It was just an act, but the two women were coaxed into smiling by him.
The emperor could see from a distance how clingy the three of them were.
"Your Majesty, why did you stop? The little prince is back!" Wu Zhonghe bared his teeth, looking forward to it, wishing he could push the emperor aside and run to the front to greet the little prince.
When His Highness returned to the capital this time, he specifically refused to allow court officials to greet him, saying only that he wanted to reunite with his family.
Therefore, there were only Emperor Mingxi, the two princes and others.
"I'm not blind." The emperor rebuked coldly and stood still.
He didn't leave, so everyone stood behind him obediently.
He was very tall and could see the three figures coming together from a distance. When he saw the tallest figure among them, Emperor Mingxi couldn't help but feel his eyes well up and he couldn't help but take a few steps forward.
He moved back very quickly. Everyone else lowered their heads, but no one saw the cold-faced emperor contradict himself in this way.
"Father! Xiaoyuan~" Yan Chengyu called out from afar. After saying a word to his grandmother and mother, he ran forward quickly.
After a while, he stood before the emperor with shining eyes: "Father, did you miss me?"
"Hello both companions, hello Gungun, hello Pingping, hello brother, thank you~" Not a single one was left out.
Gun Gun: "Your Majesty, can you not call it this?"
Pingping: having a pale face.
Yan Huajin held her daughter in her arms and spoke to Yan Chengyu with a joyful expression, "Your Majesty has finally returned. He left with the Grand Empress Dowager and the Queen Mother without a word. I was so anxious!"
Xie Ruyi's eyes also turned red, and he opened his mouth, wanting to call out "baby".
But she looked at his slender figure and said nothing.
After meeting, everyone greeted the two elders with courtesy.
"Father, why don't you pay attention to me?" Yan Chengyu stretched his neck and wanted to get into the emperor's arms.
Emperor Mingxi held his head against his head and said, "Speak properly."
He had a cold face and his attitude towards his son did not seem like someone they had met after a long separation.
The little fat boy who had been clinging to him suddenly drooped down and secretly tugged at the emperor's sleeve several times. Seeing his father tilting his head, he felt very embarrassed.
There was some kind of water stain on the tip of his nose, it was wet, making his clear and black eyes look so pure.
"Three years ago, you left with just a few words. How do you want me to treat you?" The emperor was really sad. He had raised a child for so many years, but suddenly he left without saying goodbye.
It would be fine if we just went sightseeing, but we didn't take our father with us.
Yan Chengyu shrank his neck, feeling unsure: "Father, what did Yu'er tell you? Think about it."
Emperor Mingxi was even more angry. Yes, he had said it long ago. Since he was six years old, he had wanted to take his grandmother to travel across thousands of mountains and rivers.
What about father?
The emperor looked at him deeply, then left.
Yan Chengyu looked at his back and called out, "Father..."
Emperor Mingxi paused, suppressed the urge to look back, and walked away step by step.
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When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Yan Chengyu tiptoed to light the lamp, and the dim light provided him with a small piece of light.
He began to write: Father, reading this letter is like seeing you in person. Can you forgive your son? I thought I had already told you.
Halfway through writing, he tore it up and rewrote it.
After taking power, he issued one decree after another and never made any revisions, but tonight he was racking his brains over a letter of apology.
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