Chapter 417: 【V273】Grandfather and grandson get along, the anger of the king
Chapter 417 [V273] Grandparents get along, the anger of the king
Yu Wan took a panoramic view of his expression, blinked in confusion, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
The monarch returned to his senses and said, "It's nothing, I'm just surprised that you have two children, and they are all raised so well."
When a woman gives birth to a child, it is like walking through the gates of hell. One is dangerous. Needless to say, the other is almost dead when the queen gave birth to the little emperor. Fortunately, the child is a lucky one, and she and her mother are together. Pulled back from the gate of hell.
He still remembered the moment when the cry sounded, the sky was bright, the purple clouds filled the sky, and the clouds were thousands of miles away, a sign of God bless the apocalypse.
It's not unreasonable that he would dote on that child so much.
She not only continued Nanzhao's luck, she also saved the queen's life.
Because she is a lucky star, the queen has to live.
Of course, Yu Wan didn't know that the Kung Fu monarch had already thought so much in his mind in a split second, that if her child was praised, she wouldn't be unhappy as a mother, but she had to be humble: "There are times when it gives people a headache. "
Xiaobao was stunned for a while, and realized that his mother was saying that he and his brother gave her a headache. He was immediately dissatisfied, shook his head and said, "No, no! My brother and I don't!"
In order to pretend to be good, he even called his brother, and he didn't know who the guy who usually eats a big treasure is.
Yu Wan is angry and funny.
The monarch was also amused by this child.
He remembered that Dabao didn't speak, and thought that this little guy didn't like to talk, but unexpectedly, he could say so with one mouth, and the small appearance of being anxious is really cute.
The monarch thinks that at his age, his love for children has faded, and it is true. There are many smart and funny children in the royal family, but in his opinion, they are nothing.
He didn't think much of it except for being noisy.
This kid is chatting, but he really likes it.
"No, no!" Xiaobao is still complaining for himself.
Yu Wan laughed angrily at him: "Okay, okay, Xiaobao doesn't."
"I want to hug." Xiaobao stretched out his little hand aggrieved.
Yu Wan picked him up.
Xiaobao held Yu Wan's face and asked solemnly, "Is Xiaobao good?"
"Be good." Yu Wan said.
"Is he the best baby?"
"Yes, yes, you are the best!"
Xiaobao hugged her mother's neck contentedly.
The monarch attracted the picture of the mother and son getting along, but he didn't notice the footsteps of a little girl who was picking goods and hurried over.
By the time Yu Wan noticed that someone was coming, it was already too late, and the monarch was hit by Xiao Er's burden.
Yu Wan promptly freed up a hand and grabbed the monarch.
The monarch was able to stabilize his body so that he would not fall on the cold ground, but his knees let the heavy burden slam, and his skin was aching.
Little Er saw that he had bumped into someone, and was so frightened that he quickly put down his burden and apologized: "Damn it, **** it! Damn it!"
It’s just an unintentional mistake, the monarch is not going to worry about it.
The monarch waved his hand: "Go back."
"Yes! Yes!" Little Er took the burden and stepped back in relief.
"It hurts." Xiaobao said.
Yu Wan put down her son, stepped forward and asked the monarch, who was in a cold sweat, "Old man, are you alright?"
"It's okay." The monarch gasped in pain, pointed to the wing room behind her and said, "Can you help me into the room?"
"Wait." Yu Wan squatted down and carefully touched his bones with her hands, making sure there was nothing serious, before helping him into the room.
"It hurts!" Xiaobao followed behind, hurting for the old grandpa.
The King made him laugh: "It doesn't hurt."
Xiaobao raised his brows with a small expression that you don't bully me, I'm actually so smart and don't believe it.
The monarch made this child so amusing, it was really painful at first, but now I don't feel so much anymore.
Yu Wan saw that the old man was familiar with the road and seemed to be a regular customer of this shop, so she was not polite, and helped him to sit down on a chair: "I'm a doctor, if you don't mind, I'll give you a closer look. ."
"I didn't expect you to know medical skills at such a young age." The monarch was a little surprised, and then said, "It's hard work."
Yu Wan lifted his trouser legs and checked it for him. There was no injury, but the skin was torn apart, and two tiny wooden thorns were stuck in the flesh. Yu Wan picked out the wooden thorns.
The monarch feels much better in pain.
"You can rub some gold sore medicine after you get home." There is no medicine here, but the wound is not big, and it is not the type that is easy to be infected. Yu Wan said that she wanted to apply medicine because of his noble status. Those planing stones in the ground For those who work, it is not serious to be stabbed twice by a wooden thorn.
"Thank you." The king said gratefully.
Yu Wan curved the corners of her lips: "You're welcome, I haven't had a good time to thank you for what happened last time."
Having said that, Yu Wan came to thank her. She personally sent the thank you gift, but she didn't even see the owner's face. The servant said that the master was not here, so just hand it over to him, and he would convey it to her on her behalf. Pass.
Yu Wan could feel that the young servant's tone was not very good, thinking that the owner of this house is probably also a proud and arrogant person, but now that he met, he was a kinder old man than grandma.
Grandma, who has never been kind-hearted: "..."
Yu Wan's impression of him suddenly turned around: "Did you go out by yourself? Do you need me to call a carriage for you?"
The monarch smiled and said, "No need, my housekeeper is going shopping, and will be here in a while. By the way, are you here to eat Fu Yuanzi? There are a lot of guests at the moment, and the lobby is full, don't mind. If so, let's eat here."
He remembered the picture of Dabao eating, and suddenly wanted to feed Xiaobao.
Xiaobao refused, "No, Daddy and brother are waiting!"
"Ah." There was a trace of disappointment in the heart of the monarch. It is not good to keep others. This is not what the monarch of a country should do, so he said, "Then I will let you do a good job of Fu Yuanzi."
Yu Wan did not reject his kindness. After all, she had to queue up again in the past, and she didn't know what time she would queue up.
The monarch summoned Xiao Er and explained the matter of Fu Yuanzi to him. Xiao Er respectfully instructed the kitchen to do it, and after it was done, he personally sent Yu Wan to the restaurant opposite.
Not long after Yu Wan and Xiaobao left, the waiter in the palace came back with a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes: "Your Majesty, I have bought the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cakes for the goddess, eh? Your legs?"
Wang's inner servant noticed the monarch's slightly stiff right leg, put down the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, bowed to check, and exclaimed, "You are injured!"
The monarch said indifferently: "It's just a small injury."
Fortunately, the head of the housekeeper beside him, not a girl calm down yet.
He knew his own body well, that girl handled the wood thorns very cleanly, and now he is completely pain free.
The king's inner servants dare not neglect, the monarch is the monarch of the world, his body is related to the country, not to mention the palace that he accompanied him out of, and he will let the queen know when he turns back, and it is time to punish him for his dereliction of duty.
The king's chamberlain hurriedly coaxed the monarch into the carriage.
Unexpectedly, he had just entered the palace, and before he had time to declare the imperial physician, the palace maid reported that the national teacher asked to see him.
The national teacher has a prominent position in Nanzhao. Although he does not interfere in the political affairs of the court, he is more qualified to be close to the monarch than the minister of the humerus.
At this time, when the national teacher entered the palace, it must be an important matter.
The monarch asked the national teacher to go to the imperial study.
"What's the matter?" asked the king.
No one in the palace, except the empress, has ever seen the monarch be kind and kind.
is the national teacher, and he does not dare to be careless in front of this monarch.
The national teacher cupped his hands and said solemnly: "Wei Chen heard about something recently."
The monarch gave him a look and motioned him to speak down.
Guo Shi said: "The Helian family has found the second son of the long house who once fell off the cliff. The second son has another son in the folk. The father and son live in the Helian house with their families."
The monarch has been busy with the sacred relics recently, but he really didn't pay attention to the family affairs of the Helian family.
Of course, it was mainly because he trusted Helian Beiming. If there was anything he needed to know as a monarch, Helian Beiming would definitely not hide it from him.
The national teacher sighed: "For such a big matter, with all due respect, the general should not hide from His Majesty and the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty."
"It's just a family matter." The king said indifferently.
The national teacher guessed that it is not so easy, how much your majesty trusts him, he will only trust Helian Beiming more, but unfortunately he came prepared this time: "But I heard that the second son has returned to his hometown in place of the general. To worship the ancestors, he will inherit the Helian family in the future."
has a different meaning.
If it is only the second son, it is indeed the family matter of the Helian family.
But if he becomes the heir to the government of the gods, it will be the state affairs of the whole Nanzhao.
Since is a state affair, it should not be concealed from the monarch.
The monarch narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
The national teacher is not worried that His Majesty will verify the news reported by him, because whether it is the matter of acknowledging relatives or the matter of the second son's return to his hometown to worship his ancestors, it has really happened. It's all true.
As for what follows, it is even more true.
"Also, there is one more important thing about the second son."
"What's the matter?" asked the king.
The national teacher looked solemn and said: "His son, the eldest young master of the Helian family, I have seen his portrait, he is not from the Helian family at all, he is the son of Yan of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"
Snapped!
The brush in the hand of the monarch broke.
The dignified Nanzhao God-General’s Mansion actually recognized a princely son of a neighboring country’s royal family as the son of the heir. What is this going to do? Collaborating with the enemy and treason?
The national teacher has reached the point, without saying a word.
The monarch's face became as ugly as never before. If what the national teacher said was true, then the Helian family who colluded with the Zhou Dynasty would be punished.
The monarch clenched his fists: "Come here! Xuan Helian Beiming has an audience!"
…
In the dark alley, a seemingly inconspicuous carriage was parked.
On the carriage, a hand as slender as jade lifted the curtain.
Nangongli looked at the cavalry of the Royal Forest Army galloping past, and the corners of her lips raised lightly: "Yan Jiuchao, Yan Jiuchao, this time I want to see how you stay in Nanzhao?"
Helian Beiming has been living in the mansion since he was seriously injured. His little niece did not allow him to sleep late, so he rested early.
When the monarch ordered him to enter the palace, he was slightly stunned.
The first reaction was that there was another barbarian attack, and he was going to go into battle to kill the enemy.
The second reaction was that the Hu people had already made him bow his head to the court. Could it be that there was civil strife in Nanzhao?
Since it was an urgent call in the middle of the night, Helian Beiming did not dare to neglect, and immediately entered the palace after changing into court clothes.
When the monarch saw him, he was not in the imperial study.
In the cold and majestic Golden Throne Hall, the monarch stood with his back to the doorway, standing under the light and shadow.
Helian Beiming couldn't stand, so he had to sit in a wheelchair and bowed his head: "My minister, I see your majesty."
The monarch turned around indifferently, his eyes swept across his face like a poisonous snake: "Do you know the crime?"
Helian Beiming was startled immediately.
He is not stupid after all.
He lived a life of integrity, worthy of the monarch, and worthy of his conscience. He only hid two things: one was the family matter of the Helian family's recognition of his relatives, and the other was that the second old man secretly supervised the construction of the death camp.
He didn't mean to hide it, but he just hadn't figured out how to tell the monarch.
The monarch asked him tonight about his guilt. I think it was these two things that leaked, so I don't know if they leaked all or only one of them?
The King looked at him coldly, his expression was concealed without guessing.
The monarch was angry: "You don't speak, are you thinking about how to fool me?"
"Wei Chen dare not." Helian Beiming whispered.
The monarch said coldly, "Don't you dare? I think you are very brave! Even the princes of the imperial family of the Great Zhou Dynasty dare to bring them home! Where do you think Emperor Nanzhao is! Where do you put me? where?!"
Helian Beiming closed his eyes.
It should have come, and it has come.
When the monarch saw his unbearable expression, he knew that the national teacher had not wronged him, and he really brought home the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty! Recognized as a nephew!
Now that he can hand over the Mansion of God to the opponent, will he be able to hand over the entire Nanzhao Kingdom to the opponent next time?
The monarch was almost mad at him: "Someone! Put Helian Beiming in the prison!"
(end of this chapter)