Zhao Zhao is five months old and turns over while lying down. After turning, he must first look at his mother, as if he has done something extraordinary, hoping that his mother will praise her. Her daughter is beautiful and cute, and Song Jianing does not feel tired of accompanying her daughter every day. His energy is occupied by his daughter during the day. Only at night, when his daughter falls asleep, Song Jianing lies silently, everything is silent, and the sourness of longing will hit his heart.

Where has the prince reached the Yellow River now? Peach blossoms have bloomed early. Is the water in the Yellow River in spring floods?

I always thought about it before going to bed. Song Jianing had several nightmares at night. He dreamed that her prince was standing on the dam. A flood suddenly hit in the distance. She screamed and asked the prince to run away, but she could only watch the prince being flooded by the flood. The surging waves rushed to her in a flash... Song Jianing woke up suddenly, with her daughter's humming crying in her ears. She reached out to touch her hand and the little girl peed again...

The wet nurse slept under the bed, woke up when she heard the sound, skillfully helped the little princess change into her clean inner clothes, and after she was packed, Song Jianing carried her daughter to her arms and fed her. Zhao Zhao closed her eyes and swallowed her voraciously. Song Jianing unconsciously patted her daughter, and began to think of the prince again. The prince left Beijing in early February, and at the end of February, he sent a letter to her family, and gave her a letter. It was probably the end of this month, right?

As I thought about it, I fell asleep.

The next day when the Lin family and his son came, Song Jianing had just pushed his daughter to the cherry forest in Baiguoyuan. In mid-March, the cherries on the treetops were already red. Song Jianing had to come here to stroll around every day. Today, they found that the cherries were even redder. Song Jianing was happy and told Liu Xi: "Let me pick all the cherries on the treetops."

Liu Xi smiled and nodded and immediately went to make arrangements.

Song Jianing took out his daughter and sat in the Dequ Pavilion, lowered his head to tease her: "The cherries are ripe, let's send them to the father and let him taste them."

Zhao Zhao blinked her big eyes and stared at her mother's lips. Although she didn't understand what her mother was saying, she laughed and she laughed.

At that moment, Song Jianing vaguely saw a trace of the prince's shadow on her daughter's face, and when she looked closely, she couldn't tell where she looked. She lowered her head and kissed her daughter. The mother and the mother were playing together. When she heard that her mother and younger brother were coming, Song Jianing was overjoyed and immediately put her daughter back to the cart to see her mother in the main courtyard.

Seeing that her mother had something to say, Song Jianing asked her wet nurse's younger brother to play with her daughter in the yard, and she invited her mother to the inner room alone.

Lin thought that as a princess, his daughter did not have to interfere with major events in the court, but she had to know everything she should know. Therefore, she started with the incident of Zhao Pu returning to Beijing and introduced the achievements of Zhao Pu, the founder of the two dynasties, and omitted the grievances between Zhao Pu and Emperor Xuande, and only mentioned the revenge between Zhao Pu and the prime minister Xu Wei.

One is the former prime minister and the other is the current prime minister. Although Song Jianing is now a princess, he still thinks that a high-ranking official like the prime minister is very far away from her and is like a person on the stage. So her mother said it carefully and she listened to the story. It has nothing to do with her anyway. It was not until her mother mentioned the will that Zhao Pu offered to Emperor Xuande that Song Jianing was shocked.

The Queen Mother’s will, after the emperor’s death, should he pass the throne to the emperor’s uncle, King Qin?

However, the one who became emperor in her previous life was her birthday prince.

"What is An An thinking?" The daughter's expression changed too clearly. Lin asked in a suppressed surprise. She always felt that her daughter was heartless and only knew how to eat, drink and sleep. Last year, her daughter refuted Princess Rui and made Lin look at her with admiration. Could it be that her daughter could understand the various names behind the throne?

She could understand because Guo Boyan suggested it.

"Empress Dowager, why did you issue such a will?" Since her mother asked, Song Jianing asked the point she couldn't understand the most.

Lin was silent. The will itself was too involved. She asked Guo Boyan, but Guo Boyan didn't even say it, and told her not to think too much. Lin trusted Guo Boyan, so she also said perfunctorily to her daughter: "The Empress Dowager has her own reasons. In short, those have nothing to do with us. Mom is here to come to you today, mainly to remind you two things. First, you go to the palace or enter the palace, just listen to others' discussions, don't interrupt. Second, the prince sends a letter to his family next time. When you reply, you will briefly mention Lord Zhao and the will. There is no need to say much, and the family is the main thing."

Song Jianing nodded thoughtfully.

After her mother left, Song Jianing was distracted while playing with her daughter, and her thoughts returned to the puzzle of how the prince sat on the dragon throne in her previous life. She thought about it and thought about it, but there was no result. In the end, Song Jianing simply gave up. It was her husband and her man. When he became the emperor, she would follow her and become the queen. When he was just the prince, she would be at ease to be the princess. As long as the prince was good to her and her daughter, she would not care about how he was to others.

"Princess, the cherries are ready." Liu Xi came in with a basket of red cherries and said with a smile.

Song Jianing looked at the basket of cherries, and when he thought of his mother's words, he felt that it was not appropriate to send cherries at this time. Yesterday, the palace had just issued a will, and she gave cherries to the prince today, which easily made people suspect that she was anxious to inform him. After making a decision, Song Jianing asked Liu Xi to divide the cherries into three parts according to the old rules, including the imperial palace, the Chu prince's mansion, and the grandmother's wife. This is the rule set by the prince.

At the end of the month, Song Jianing first received the prince's letter.

A page of rice paper was half full, and briefly introduced his itinerary for the past month. Song Jianing paved the map and looked at the prefectures and counties in the Yellow River area. His eyes moved along the prince's footsteps, and finally settled in Chanzhou, 300 miles away from the capital. After talking about the itinerary, the letter also came to an end: "Everything is OK here, how are you and Zhaozhao? Don't worry."

The prince could only say four words, so he had no scruples when writing a letter.

Song Jianing looked at her daughter who was sleeping sweetly on the bed. She laid paper and grind the ink and wrote a reply.

Because he wanted to send fresh fruits like cherries, the guards of the royal palace who delivered the letter set out before dawn. They quickly whipped the horse and changed the horse halfway. Finally, more than two hours later, they arrived at the inn where the two princes were staying. It happened that the people of Chanzhou were worshiping the river god on the bank of the Yellow River. The prefect invited the King of Shou and King Gong to watch the ceremony. Zhao Heng was about to set off and had already walked to the front yard. He ran into the front yard and ran into the guards who delivered the letter, along with a basket of bright red cherries.

Zhao Heng pinched the bulging envelope, his eyes softened, and returned to the main hall, sitting alone in a chair reading the letter.

Song Jianing's letter was half a letter from home, half a painting she painted. Zhao Heng looked at the painting first, and the five paintings were all about his daughter. If Zhao Heng praised his princess's painting level, he would have coaxed her, but looking at the white and fat little girl on the painting, he obviously didn't look like the beautiful daughter he remembered. You can imagine that his daughter was wearing a small dress embroidered with plum blossoms and lying on the bed, imagining her daughter sitting obediently on the couch, imagining her daughter lying there and smiling at him...

Zhao Heng returned home like an arrow.

Zhao Heng looked at the five paintings three times from beginning to end, and was worried that he would set off before he would hold them off for the time being and then pick up her letters from home. She wrote daily trivial things to coax her daughter. If a staff member presented such an article, Zhao Heng could see ten lines at a glance, but no matter how trivial she wrote, Zhao Heng would read them carefully one by one.

Seeing her mentioning the will of Zhao Pu and the Empress Dowager, the warmth that Zhao Heng felt because of his wife and daughter suddenly turned into invisible.

All the letters and portraits of the family were put into the envelope. Zhao Heng personally put the envelope in the study room and set off as usual. The fourth prince, King Gong, had been waiting for him for a while. When he learned from the postmaster who served, the third sister-in-law had sent the letter to his family, King Gong smiled and joked: "Three brother, is sister-in-law sending cherries? Then you get half of the score, don't eat alone."

Song Jianing made a special attentive statement in the letter, saying that the cherries were picked by her. Zhao Heng did not want to share the princess's wishes with others, and said casually: "The journey is long and the cherries are rotten."

King Gong didn't believe it very much. Just as he was about to question it, Eunuch Fu bent down and smiled, "Your Highness wants to eat cherries, so the young man ordered people to buy some fresh ones."

King Gong looked at the smiling face of the father-in-law Fu, and was sure that the third brother didn't want to give him food, but a real man wouldn't care about this little thing. He just thought of the gentle and beautiful third sister-in-law. Compared with Li Mulan, who had nothing to do with her, she couldn't help but secretly envy her third brother.

The two brothers got on the carriage separately.

When the curtain was lowered, Zhao Heng sat upright on the narrow couch and fell into deep thoughts at the slightly shaking curtains. He had known about the changes in the court mentioned in the letter, and he also knew that Zhao Pu had just entered Beijing, Deputy Prime Minister Lu Xun reported his illness and returned to his house to recuperate. Then Xu Wei took the initiative to report the position of prime minister to Zhao Pu. His father agreed to the court, and Zhao Pu became prime minister again, and Xu Wei temporarily served as Deputy Prime Minister.

The Queen Mother’s will...

As soon as the will was issued, the emperor's uncle, King Qin, became the recognized crown prince, which was indeed not good for his father. However, when Emperor Gaozu was in power, Zhao Pu had the confidence to oppose his father. Now his father is the king, and Zhao Pu was too late to please his father, so how could he continue to fight against his father and blatantly support the emperor's uncle, King Qin? Moreover, if Zhao Pu could enter the capital and have the opportunity to offer his will, he must have received the acquiescence of his father first.

Therefore, the fundamental purpose of the will should be to block the suspicion of the people about their father, and it was Zhao Pu's surrender to his father, rather than supporting the emperor's uncle. But in this way, the emperor's uncle became the future emperor in the minds of the people and courtiers. Since the father accepted the will, he had to recognize the emperor's uncle's identity as the crown prince. Thinking of this, Zhao Heng frowned again.

With his understanding of his father, he would never be willing to give the throne to others. So, how would the father take back the qualification of the emperor to inherit the throne?

Since childhood, Zhao Heng has no relationship with the King of Qin. What he is worried about is not the emperor's uncle, but he is only afraid of his elder brother who is close to the emperor's uncle...

Zhao Heng closed his eyes and his face was as deep as water. If he had known that such a change would have happened, even if the Yellow River broke its dam, he would not have taken the initiative to take on this job. Now that others are not in Beijing, who can persuade his brother if something happens? The river patrol is of great importance. Zhao Heng could not give up halfway and return to Beijing without an imperial edict, but could only hope that his father would take action later.

After thinking all the way, the carriage arrived by the river. The Chanzhou Prefecture had been waiting for a long time with local officials.

Zhao Heng put away his sorrow and leaned out, his expression was cold and distant, and his handsomeness was as beautiful as an immortal, which made the onlookers admire him repeatedly.

"The Third Prince and the Fourth Prince, please come here." Prefect Liu said respectfully.
Chapter completed!