Feng Qi was only six years old when he was made the prince. He had two elder brothers who were still alive, but he was the one who became the prince.

He always heard people say how much his mother's concubine was favored by his father and how much he was valued by his father. He didn't pay attention to this. The only thing he remembered was what his mother's concubine said when he became the crown prince.

The mother said, you are now the prince, but you should remember that you are the son.

When he was young, he thought that his mother's concubine was telling him to be filial, but later he realized that his mother's concubine was reminding him how to be a prince.

His mother never asked him what he had to do, but asked him what he wanted to do. When he was young, he was not as stressed as others thought, but very happy.

My father once said that he had what he didn't have. He still didn't understand. His father's words were always profound, but they were very good to him.

In the year when the Empress Dowager Hong died, he was only seven years old. The Empress Dowager was very indifferent to her mother and imperial concubine, but she was good to him. On the day when she was buried, he found that there was a sadness on her father's face that he didn't understand. Later, he asked her, and she said she didn't understand.

In the year when his mother was seriously ill, he understood for the first time why he was sad. He heard the palace attendants say that without his mother's concubine, the emperor would treat him coldly, and without his mother's concubine, he would be framed by other concubines. In fact, he was not afraid of these, because his mother once said that the real capable people in the face of difficulties should do is how to solve things, rather than worry about how others will treat themselves.

But he was afraid of his mother's leaving. He liked her changing patterns for him to eat, telling him stories, teaching him to write, and the gentle way she called him baozi. His father had many concubines, but he had only one mother.

On the day when his mother woke up, he seemed to see his father's red eyes, but later he felt that how could a man like him be red eyed?

There are many women in the harem. Sometimes he hears that his father has gone to other women. At this time, he likes to find his mother's concubine to tell him stories, which are novel and interesting. The mother's expression was also very gentle, as if she was not sad because of her father's absence.

"Concubine, today Taifu told his son the doctrine of the mean. The son thinks that the doctrine of the mean is not suitable for his son. I'm the prince. What can I do if I also keep the doctrine of the mean?" After saying this, he found that his mother's face was a little strange, as if he thought of something.

"The four books and five classics just let you understand some of the principles in the book, but it's up to you to think about how to do it," the hand of his mother's concubine touching his head was very warm, "as long as you want to understand whether it's beneficial to do it, whether it's suitable for the current environment."

He nodded obediently, "is this just thinking and doing, and doing and watching?"

Then he saw his mother's appreciative smile, and immediately felt that he had the strength to continue to study hard. How could he have the heart to let her look disappointed?

After he was six years old, there were more teachers, but he didn't find these books difficult, and he didn't understand why those teachers always told his father about their talents. It was clear that some of the stories in these books were very easy to understand, but they explained them very deeply.

One day in the winter of the 19th year of Chengxuan, his elder brother was granted the title of King Ping and went out of the palace to build a mansion. His elder brother was eight years older than him. It was said that his mother was a concubine, and he died early. Later, he was raised by his wife for a few years and lived alone in the palace. Three years ago, his elder brother became more and more silent.

He was not familiar with his elder brother, but he took a carriage to join in the fun.

Although the eldest brother is the king of Ping, he has no title, no fiefdom and no soldiers. After he presented the gift, the elder brother suddenly said a word.

"Sometimes the elder brother really envies His Highness the prince."

Although he was only nine years old, he also understood what the elder brother meant. As the only prince with a mother's concubine, he was the supreme Prince and the crown prince of a country. The elder brother was just a powerless prince with the title of "Ping".

"Do you know where your second brother is?" Pingwang looked at him with a smile, calm but cold, "he is 15 this year, but he still lives in the palace in the suburbs of Beijing."

Feng Qi did not see the second elder brother, and even at his father's birthday ceremony, he did not see the second elder brother recalled to the palace. He heard that his father was very unhappy with the second elder brother.

"Do you know why the second is in the palace?" Pingwang's smile became a bit ironic, "because he raised his Ning imperial concubine to frame your mother imperial concubine, because he was disrespectful to your mother imperial concubine, he was sent away, from then on the emperor did not see him."

What do you mean by this? Do you want to say that the mother's concubine is deep-seated or vicious? Do you want to be dissatisfied with the mother's concubine or sympathize with the second elder brother?

Feng Qi looked at King Ping strangely and asked calmly: "since these are facts, why shouldn't we send him away? He was disrespectful to his mother and imperial concubine. He didn't know how to advance or retreat. Why should his father and Emperor treat him? "

Pingwang felt that his royal highness, who was only nine years old, was calm and terrible.

"Elder brother thought that Gu would question his mother because of these words?" He sneered, "don't take Gu as a child who doesn't know what's important. Gu is very clear. You don't have to tell him."

He put his hand behind him and raised his chin slightly. His eyes were like the eyes of imperial concubine Zhao, like a knife across the king of Ping. "If elder brother has this idea, it's better to cultivate himself and make sure what to say and what not to say."With that, he turned around and walked away, without giving him half face.

This matter soon spread to Feng Jin's ears. Feng Jin didn't say much. He just gave a Book of filial piety to King Ping three days later.

There are many rumors about the mother and the father, but in these stories, the father is the affectionate emperor, and the mother is the imperial concubine. Feng Qi scoffs at these stories, because there are other women besides the mother in the harem, and the father can't be like the story. He only sees the mother every day and doesn't want to see other women, although it's not easy for the father to go to other people Many.

She said that many stories in the world are deceiving. What she sees and hears may be false. The only real one is her brain.

He didn't know whether there was a love he didn't understand between his father and his wife, but one thing was for sure that they were very good to him.

He can still vaguely remember the picture of his mother holding his hand and walking in the sun in the imperial garden when he was very young.

"Your Highness, lady Zhao has brought you some snacks."

He looked at the dim sum in front of him, which he usually liked to use and was extremely exquisite.

With some snacks, he got up and went to Xihe palace. As soon as he got to the lotus pool, he saw his mother sitting by the pool in the sun, while his father stood behind her, smiling tenderly.

After a meal under his feet, he turned and went out the same way.

Although he didn't know why, he felt that he didn't want to disturb his mother and imperial concubine with that kind of eyes.

Well, he is the only son of Princess Zhao. He is the prince of Kyushu Dynasty. He is the most important son of his father. He is not a nine-year-old child.

He looked up at the sun in the sky with a big smile.

It's sunny today and he's in a good mood.

Looking back to the direction of the lotus pond, maybe my father was in a good mood.

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