Chronicle of Emperor Jing

Chapter 128

"Okay." Wei Yan didn't know the plan in his son's heart, so he immediately agreed.

"No, you have a drink, I'll come." Jing Li had already realized what Wei Minwen wanted to do, so he quickly stopped him to prevent Wei Yan from doing anything.

"Don't dare to trouble your son so much, let me do it." Although there was no one else in the private room, Wei Yan was not big enough to let the emperor serve his son's meals.

"It's okay, between you and me, do you still need such a relationship?" Jing Li said with a smile, he quietly touched Wei Yan's knee with his knee under the table, and gave Wei Yan a look that only the two of them could understand.

Wei Yan gave him a look that must be respectful outside and no nonsense is allowed.

Jing Li continued to signal with his eyes that he is here to play today, and he is not allowed to say such spoiling words.

"Thank you, son!" Wei Minwen looked at the emperor's smile, looked at him and his father flirting with each other, and communicated with his father with eyes that he couldn't understand. He felt that the emperor had very bad intentions, and he didn't believe it at all. He would really serve him to eat fish, thinking that the emperor was just trying to deceive others with a high profile in front of his father, thanked him first, and then waited to see the emperor find a reason to go back on his word.

But he never expected that the emperor really took a small plate from the side, and took a pair of unused chopsticks to help him pick up the fish.

"If you don't know how to eat fish, just eat the meat from the belly of the fish, there are no spines there." The emperor wanted to teach him something while pinching it.

"Thank you for your enlightenment, my son, I understand." Wei Minwen didn't know this truth, he just wanted his father to be busy and he didn't have time to drink, so he ordered his father like this.

The result was beyond his surprise, his father did not do anything, but the emperor did.

When the emperor pushed the small plate with fish meat in front of him, no matter how much he disliked the emperor, he felt that Long En couldn't bear it, so he could only thank him again.

This time, his thank you was more sincere, and it wasn't the intentional booing just now.

Could it be that this is the real treatment of the emperor's favorite minister, so even his son can get such care?

Relying on his father's shade to be a dude was originally Wei Minwen's planned life path, but when he really faced the emperor's favor, he felt a lot of anxiety in his heart.

This kind of favor from the king is definitely not something ordinary people can bear.

"Wei Yan, do you want to eat fish?" Seeing that Wei Minwen's attitude finally became a little submissive, Jing Li secretly laughed a few times triumphantly, then turned to Wei Yan and asked him.

He asked this question, but without waiting for Wei Yan's answer, he took another small plate, put some fish meat in it, carefully picked out the thorns, and put it in front of Wei Yan.

It is said that where there is a comparison, there is a gap. His treatment of Wei Minwen just now was considered very good, but his treatment of Wei Yan made Wei Minwen understand what petting is.

In just a short while, several small dishes were placed in front of my father, each of which was filled with my father's favorite dishes.This is the result of Wei Minwen and his father having eaten together several times and observed.

Apparently, the emperor was also well aware of his father's tastes.

"Thank you, son. These are enough. Take them after you finish eating. If you can't eat enough, it's a waste. Give these to you."

Although his father thanked him aloud, but hearing his tone, he was not very frightened, and just pushed a few of the small plates in front of the emperor.

This scene made Wei Minwen inexplicably feel a sense of crisis. He stood up, took a small soup bowl, scooped two spoonfuls of soup, held the soup bowl in both hands, respectfully sent it to his father, and said:

"Father, take two sips of soup first, and then drink the bar."

"Okay, good boy." He was so well-behaved, sensible and filial, Wei Yan looked at him, and naturally felt that everything about his son was good, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Jing Li silently looked at this little fox who was very good at watching the wind turn and showing courteousness, and couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart.

"Wei Yan, didn't you say that you don't like the taste of mountain delicacy soup?" Out of some very subtle psychology, Jing Li began to destroy Wei Yan's good mood.

And his words were not groundless, Wei Yan had complained to him before that he didn't like the taste of Shanzhen.

"What are you talking about, my lord? I'm not picky eaters!" Wei Yan now feels that he is an adult who is not picky eaters, so he firmly refuses to admit that he had such a childish past.

"Not picky eaters?" Jing Li looked at the small plates in front of her and laughed.

"In fact, there are some dishes that I like more, and some dishes I don't particularly like." Wei Yan was a little embarrassed by his smile, and explained a few words.

I can eat anything, but when I have a choice, I only eat what I particularly like. Surely this cannot be called a picky eater?

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, you can eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold." In order to prevent Wei Minwen from reaping the benefits of being a fisherman, Jing Li finally didn't bother with this issue.

In this way, under the competing service of the emperor and Wei Minwen, Wei Yan enjoyed this meal very happily.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that the atmosphere between the emperor and Minwen had gradually become harmonious from the rigidity at the beginning, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Wei Yan knew that the emperor had no malice towards Minwen, if the emperor really couldn't tolerate Minwen and dealt with it quietly, and then silenced all those who knew about it, he would never know about it, but his parents and Minwen were all worried about this As for the problem, he talked too much, and others only thought he was big-hearted. Now it has been proved that the emperor has no ill intentions towards Minwen, and he has taken good care of him. He naturally feels that there is nothing to worry about.

He was happy in his heart, and everything was safe, so he drank a few more glasses.

Jing Li saw that although he was sane, he pinched his palm and felt that the heat there was a bit high, so he didn't go shopping in the afternoon, and took Wei Yan back to the palace after dinner.

He knew that Wei Yan had to worry about whether Wei Minwen could take care of him from time to time, so instead of sending him back to the Yongning Hou Mansion, he sent him directly to the Zhongyong Hou Mansion.

"Wei Minwen, your father has a heavy responsibility, and I'm afraid you can't take care of everything in the family. As a son of man, you should take good care of yourself and the Yongning Hou Mansion, which is to show filial piety to your elders and share your worries. Do you understand this principle?"

Before Wei Minwen bid farewell and got out of the car, Jing Li said this to him.

When he said that, he was no longer the son of a rich family who had fun with the people just now, but had resumed his status as emperor.

The emperor's voice was a little low, probably because he was afraid of waking his father.

Wei Minwen looked like he was sleeping but not sleeping, he staggered here and there for a while, and now he rested his head on the father on the emperor's shoulder, and the emperor kept sitting upright all the way, he did not push his father to wake him up, nor did he speak to wake him up, letting him He leans on it like this.

He glanced at it a few times, not knowing whether he should continue to play dumb, or tell the emperor directly that he understood everything.

"I understand, kid." In the end, he took a deep breath, bowed to the emperor, and got out of the car.

The emperor's car and accompanying guards left quickly, but Wei Minwen stood in front of the gate of the Zhongyonghou Mansion, stunned for a long time, until the porter's servant found him and hugged him, he woke up with a startled face. There was a gentle smile on his face again, and surrounded by them, he entered the corner door.

No matter who he was originally, from the day he became Wei Minwen, the honor and disgrace of the Wei family has been linked with him.

One prospers all, one loses all. His father understood this truth, why didn't he understand it.

"Your Majesty, where is Minwen?" Wei Yan was hugged by the emperor, changed his position, lay down, rested his head on the emperor's lap, opened his sleepy eyes, looked at the emperor for a few times, and suddenly found that Minwen was not in the car , hastily asked

Jing Li put the cloak on his body, covered his eyes with his palms, and said: "Don't worry, I sent him to Zhongyonghou's mansion."

"Oh!" Wei Yan finally relaxed.

There were some slight bumps on the carriage, the emperor's arms were very warm, Wei Yan pressed his face to the emperor's abdomen, and became confused again.

Jing Li looked down at him with soft eyes, but the thoughts in his mind had absolutely nothing to do with softness.

He put his palm on Wei Yan's forehead and gently rubbed it for him, but he thought about how to deal with Wei Minwen next, so that that brat would understand that it would never be good to fight Wei Yan with him end up.

However, even if he is going to do something bad, he must find some fair and just reasons to rationalize his bad intentions, so every time he does something bad, he will do it very carefully. If it comes out, he is doing bad things, that is, his behavior is inferior.

This matter must be praised by everyone, and Wei Minwen has to thank you obediently, and dare not say a word. Once he complains, he will be accused of being ungrateful. Wei Minwen vomits blood in his heart and feels uncomfortable. He can't even tell, only crying silently while hugging the quilt in the dead of night is what he wants to achieve.

He was used to doing these bad things, bad ideas popped up one after another, but he denied them one by one.

When he arrived at the palace, he was still a little hesitant.

That night, because he was thinking about how to bully Wei Yan's son, it was rare for him not to bully Wei Yan, but to sleep peacefully with his arms around him.

On the second day, Jing Li finally made up his mind, and finally let go of a big stone in his heart.

After he got up, not long after, Wei Yan also got up.

After the two of them washed up, they did some rather elegant things. For example, Wei Yan held the pen, and Jing Li held his hand, and together they lit the third petal for the picture of red plums dispelling the cold, and then went about their own business .

Their holidays are repetitive things, nothing unusual, but Jing Li goes to deal with political affairs, Wei Yan goes to practice swords, and then they have breakfast together.

While drinking tea after the meal, Jing Li finally talked about the good idea he had been thinking about for so long.

"Wei Yan, Minwen is already ten years old. He used to be away from you and wandered around, so he couldn't study hard. Now that he is back by your side, we have this condition. Why don't I choose a few great scholars to teach Minwen to read well? After a few years of study. He is promising, and there will be successors in the Yongning Hou Mansion."

His words, no matter from which point of view they are understood, are full of kindness and deep kindness to the king. If someone dares to say that this idea is not good and refuses his kindness, it must be all his fault.

As for the Confucian scholars he was planning to pick for Wei Minwen, all of them were very strict and hard to talk to. He would definitely not talk to Wei Yan about such a trivial matter.