Chapter 343: The True Slave King
Except for Concubine Xin and Zhang Delu, everyone was stunned.
The Eighth Prince was completely confused.
Although the emperor looked calm, his heart was filled with turmoil.
[Father...Father, he actually did so much for me? ]
[No, no, no, my father is not that smart. Maybe there is another tutor.]
An Jiu also remembered the tutor that the princes always mentioned.
Although he has never appeared, he has always played an important role in everyone's memory.
Perhaps he had some credit for the late emperor's strategies.
【Father...】
【Father...】
Although the emperor did not have motherly love, the love given to him by the late emperor was enough.
The emperor had a cheerful and open-minded personality and a strong heart. He did not lose himself in this position.
An Jiu couldn't help but admire the late emperor's power.
Concubine Xin continued, "I deliberately let the King of Jin from Chu in. When the late emperor was alive, he was always investigating spies from Chu. Although we are far away from the capital, we know that the spies from Chu all obey the King of Jin. So I used some tricks to sow discord between the King of Chu and the King of Jin, so that the King of Chu would send him to Daxia. Once he comes to Daxia, we can kill him."
But Concubine Xin didn't expect it.
Before they could remind him, the Emperor had already discovered Prince Jin, so Concubine Xin did not intervene.
"That's how it is." Concubine Xin yawned.
But Prince Ming refused to do so. He muttered quietly, "Father is really partial."
Just for the emperor's sake, he actually used him and never thought about him...
Toffee Xin rolled her eyes.
"What the Master said is true. You are indeed good at painting."
Doesn't he understand his own son? The king is very proud and doesn't want to be defeated by anyone. If he is not allowed to learn painting, he will definitely think that his studies are not as good as the emperor's and want to surpass the emperor.
Can that be compared?
The emperor is also the smartest person Concubine Xin has ever met in her life.
Letting your son waste time on internal affairs will only make you uncomfortable.
Maybe he would be taken advantage of and lose his life just like those two idiots, the eldest prince and Prince Ruyang.
Why bother?
Not everyone can be emperor.
Concubine Xin didn't expect him to achieve anything. She just wanted him to get married quickly so that she could have a grandson. She thought he was a good boy.
From then on, everything became clear.
After everyone left.
The emperor was silent for a long time.
Then he went to the practice room in the back.
This was his second time coming since the death of the previous emperor. The first time was with An Jiu, and the second time was still with An Jiu.
【Father.】
The emperor touched the weapons, and it seemed that through them he could see a tall man standing beside him, looking at him with a kind smile.
My father said he was the smartest little prince.
The emperor also said that in the future, he would become a most wise and powerful monarch.
He missed his father.
I miss you very much.
Although several years have passed, he still cannot completely get over the news of the late emperor's death.
The emperor felt a pang of pain in his heart at the thought that he would never see his father again.
An Jiu accompanied him silently, not knowing what to say.
In the eyes of outsiders, he is a powerful emperor, but in the eyes of the late emperor, he is always like a child.
After the death of the previous emperor, he was forced to grow up.
His backing is gone.
The emperor smiled and said, "When they were young, they all envied me, and in fact, I envied them too."
Be it Prince Ruyang, Prince Ming, or the Eighth Prince.
They all have mothers.
but……
The emperor smiled and said, "Now I am not envious anymore. I have the best parents in the world."
The emperor loves him the most.
As for his mother, although the memory was short, the emperor still cherished her very much.
He remembered his mother.
When she was young, she used to hold him and pat him gently to coax him to sleep.
I also sewed clothes for him stitch by stitch.
Even at the last moment of his life, Concubine Chun made him hide under the bed in order to protect him.
The emperor laughed.
An Jiu also laughed.
Prince Ming was indeed what Concubine Xin thought of him as a fool with a big face but no heart. He almost followed in Prince Duan's footsteps the first day. The next day, before the Eighth Prince had figured out all these things, he came to find the Eighth Prince and said he wanted to go out to paint because the imperial examination was about to begin. The atmosphere in the entire capital became tense.
The Eighth Prince asked, "Where is Concubine Xin's mother?"
The Ming King said, "He went to Baohua Temple and said he wanted to talk to Concubine Yu's mother."
Only Concubine Yu could talk to her.
Concubine Xin and the Queen Mother do not get along. Concubine Xin has said more than once that the Queen Mother is a pretentious, stupid bitch.
The Eighth Prince smiled and said, "It's a good thing that mother has a companion."
Then they saw someone they knew.
"The one who looks very similar to Xiaojiu..."
The eighth prince was very surprised.
Ming Wang stroked his smooth chin and said, "He is Xiaojiu's brother. I think his name is Antai."
He is also a spy from the State of Chu.
The emperor kept saying that he hated spies from Chu the most, but in the end he still protected An Tai?
╭(╯^╰)╮
The eighth prince looked at it a few more times out of curiosity.
The Ming King quickly pulled him away.
What's so good about it? The male version of Xiaojiu looks very strange.
The Eighth Prince actually wanted to say this too. He had no feelings towards Prince Ming at first, but ever since he met the Concubine Dowager, every time he saw Prince Ming, he couldn't help but imagine him wearing women's clothes.
The imperial examination was held as scheduled.
People in the capital and even in the entire Daxia felt that this was a big event.
All things are inferior, only reading is superior.
Passing the exam is like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.
The emperor still has a lot to do.
At this time, it was inconvenient to bring An Jiu with him, so the emperor brought Eunuch Li with him.
So An Jiu had some free time.
She prepared to pack her things.
She took out a lot of things from corners, cracks in the walls, under quilts, and from worn-out shoes.
The table was filled with food.
There were jade pendants, rings, hair crowns, small gold ingots, head crowns, hairpins, bracelets, pearls given to her by the emperor...
An Jiu was dazzled by these things.
Any one of them can be a family heirloom.
She held her chin and thought about the origin of these things, and then she thought of the little tyrant, and then the little tyrant's face became the emperor's face.
An Jiu felt relieved.
Why make yourself so entangled?
Forget it.
She put the things away again, and just as she was about to put them away, she suddenly thought of Madam Chang in the storeroom...
The emperor replaced many things with fake ones...
So the things I gave her couldn't be fake, right?
ah? ? ?
An Jiu opened the things again and looked at them carefully one by one. Each one was glittering with jewels.
However, An Jiu thought that in ancient times there were no counterfeiting materials like those in later generations. Even if it was fake, it must be jewelry, not glass or plastic.
Thinking of this, I felt relieved again.
Aunt Qu is training new people, and Guanghua Palace is obviously short of staff. They have been making do before because An Jiu is so hardworking and can do the work of several people by himself. He is truly the king of servants.
Secondly, at that time, spies from the State of Chu were rampant, and they were afraid that more spies might accidentally sneak in.
Now that all the spies have been basically cleared out, Aunt Qu asked the Emperor and decided to add some people to Guanghua Palace.
An Jiu was wearing the clothes of the head aunt. When she came, everyone called her respectfully in a low voice: "Aunt An"
When he first heard this name, An Jiu was a little uncomfortable and even a little ashamed.
But there is also a sense of satisfaction from a villain's success.
Aunt An!
Aunt An.
It sounds domineering and powerful, completely different from the name of an ordinary palace maid like Xiaojiu.
She recalled how frightened Aunt Qu looked when she first came through, and how unattainable she seemed.
Now, she is also Aunt An.
Just over a year.
She is the palace maid who climbs the fastest in bed...pfft, in official rank.
Hahaha.
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