Zhao Heng lifted the ban on the 18th day, and the first to enter the palace to apologize to Emperor Xuande.

Emperor Xuande didn't blame his son at all. Seeing that the third brother seemed to have lost weight, he recalled that after the boss had an accident in the past six months, the third brother was busy and worried everywhere, and suffered more than him. Emperor Xuande felt a little distressed. He signaled that everyone who served him would go out first. Emperor Xuande sighed and said, "It's not that I want to drive him away, it's him, I don't want to see me again."

The third brother begged for so long, so he would give an explanation.

Zhao Heng had figured it out, lifted up his clothes and knelt down, lowered his head and said, "I'm tired of my father and the emperor, and my sons are guilty."

Last year, he could say five words in one breath. At first, he spoke very slowly. This year, he would make his daughter tease her daughter. Zhao Heng would stutter clearly when he said long sentences. However, if he had less than five words, his speech speed was almost the same as that of ordinary people. However, when he went to the palace to court, Zhao Heng was used to talking little, and secondly, he deliberately concealed it. Therefore, Emperor Xuande and others didn't know his changes.

After hearing the four words too much, suddenly, Emperor Xuande was stunned for a moment and stared at his son in disbelief: "You, say it again?"

Zhao Heng looked up, looked directly at the emperor opposite him, and repeated it again.

Confirm that he heard it correctly, Emperor Xuande left his seat excitedly, walked around and helped his son up with his own hands, held his shoulder and asked, "Is Yuanxiu's mouth disease cured?" The third brother's mouth disease has always been a heart disease with him, but he has never seen hope, so he has to accept it. If it can be cured, with the third brother's talent, he will definitely be able to give him more worries.

Emperor Xuande looked at his son expectantly.

Zhao Heng smiled bitterly and explained: "No, the princess diagnosed her happy pulse that day, and the son of the child was... happy and said one more word."

He stuttered in front of Emperor Xuande in rare condition.

Despite this, Emperor Xuande was still happy. At least the third child had hope of healing his illness, and it was because of another happy event. The third child's wife was happy... Emperor Xuande suddenly frowned. He had four sons but only two grandsons. He was demoted to Junzhou by himself, thousands of miles apart. If there was a good thing along the way...

Emperor Xuande was angry with his eldest son, but he really liked two stubborn grandsons, who were his only two grandsons at present. For the first time, Emperor Xuande himself regretted that he had sent his eldest son and his family too far. The journey was hard, and the eldest son and his wife were not afraid. Grandsons... Junzhou is another poor place.

"I will take Zhaozhao and your wife to the palace for a rest day off the next day." Emperor Xuande said with a smile.

"Thank you, Father." Zhao Heng said respectfully, but thought to himself that this time, he would only take them to Anguo Temple again at the end of the month.

Two days later, the couple took Zhaozhao into the palace as promised.

Emperor Xuande was enjoying chrysanthemums with Concubine Shu and Princess Duanhui in Changchun Palace. Concubine Shu loved chrysanthemums, and the warm pavilion was full of famous products. Zhaozhao followed his father and mother in the palace, and the first thing he saw was the plates of chrysanthemums. His eyes widened. After a while, he remembered the rules taught by his mother and turned to look for Emperor Xuande.

"Grandfather!" The little girl wearing an apricot yellow jacket shouted sweetly to Emperor Xuande.

Emperor Xuande liked his grandson, but for this beautiful granddaughter, Emperor Xuande had another kind of love, and waved to his granddaughter with a smile. Zhao Zhao walked over staggeringly, and was lifted by Emperor Xuande to hold him. Emperor Xuande asked her if she missed him. The little girl nodded vigorously and raised her hand to pat her chest, meaning that she was thinking about her grandfather in her heart, which was all the tricks that were usually teased by adults.

The granddaughter is smart and cute, and Emperor Xuande can't stop smiling.

Princess Duanhui watched from the side. Seeing that the rain finally came over again, she quietly whispered to her mother, Concubine Shu. In April, the emperor passed away and her marriage with Guo Xiao was delayed. But half a year passed, and the new wedding date had not been settled. Princess Duanhui couldn't help but worry, at least give her a day.

Concubine Shu knew what her daughter meant, but she was actually a little anxious. First, the emperor was the emperor's uncle and then the king of Chu. The daughter's marriage was a bit too good and she had too many troubles. Tonight, the emperor would probably have to rest with her side and sleep with her bed at night. She would ask again. Now the emperor is busy with Zhaozhao, so she has no time to have the leisure time.

Emperor Xuande held Zhaozhao alone to see the chrysanthemums, and Zhao Heng followed him neither far nor near.

Concubine Shu looked at Song Jianing's belly and chuckled softly, "Is Jianing pregnant again?"

Song Jianing nodded shyly.

Concubine Shu nodded, pulled up the fat little hand of her cheap niece, and sighed slowly: "You are a lucky person, you can raise your baby with peace of mind, give birth to a fat son for the prince, don't worry about anything else." King Shou has a mouth disease. Although he has no chance of being with the throne, he is also the amulet of King Shou. No matter which prince ascends the throne, he will not deliberately squeeze out a brother who does not threaten the throne.

Song Jianing continued to um, and noticed that Princess Duanhui looked at her a few times. Song Jianing asked curiously out of etiquette: "Can the wedding date of the princess and brother be determined?"

Concubine Shu raised her chin at Emperor Xuande.

Song Jianing understood and looked at his daughter.

Zhao Zhao took a look at a yellow stone man. The size of a plate was the little girl's favorite color. She arched her little body to go to the ground to see it. Emperor Xuande smiled and squatted down, then put down his granddaughter. Zhao Zhao opened his mouth and wanted to touch the flowers. When Song Jianing saw it, he knew that the prince was not good to speak. She reminded softly: "Zhaozhao can see flowers, don't ruin the Queen's flowers."

My daughter is too naughty, and the flowers in the royal palace are not afraid of their daughter being ruined. These are all the treasures of Concubine Shu.

Zhao Zhao looked up at his mother.

Concubine Shu said generously: "It's okay, if Zhaozhao likes it, pick a few more."

When Zhao Zhao heard his mother's words, he retracted his little bad hand and only looked at it without touching it. Song Jianing smiled with relief, and Zhao Heng was also satisfied with his daughter's sensibility. Emperor Xuande glanced at Concubine Shu teasingly, remembering that once he accidentally kicked Concubine Shu over a pot of chrysanthemums. Concubine Shu felt so distressed that she angered him for several days.

"There are also there for the emperor's grandfather. I will give Zhaozhao a few pots later." Concubine Shu couldn't touch the flowers, so Emperor Xuande held his granddaughter to admire the Tao.

Zhao Zhao was happy and pouted and kissed the emperor's grandfather.

Emperor Xuande's heart was melted, but he did not forget to whisper the name of Brother Sheng in his granddaughter's ear. Zhao Zhao could not have expected the thoughts of the old fox of the emperor's grandfather. When he heard his brother's name, he immediately looked at the door. After waiting for a while, he didn't see it. The little girl blinked and asked the emperor's grandfather blankly: "Brother?"

Zhao Heng tightened his heart and immediately looked at his father.

Emperor Xuande was sank, and Zhao Zhao would look at his elders' expressions and look at his father in fear.

Just as Zhao Heng was about to speak for his daughter, Emperor Xuande suddenly touched his granddaughter's head and asked in an unknown way: "Does Zhao Zhao miss his brother?"

Zhao Zhao nodded, really missed her brothers.

Emperor Xuande did not say anything. The next morning court, he took out a few memorials asking him to recall his eldest son. Then he learned from all the civil and military officials that he had talked with his granddaughter yesterday, and said sadly: "Yuan Chong repeatedly violated my orders, and he made mistakes again and again. He was the one who was exiled no matter how far away he was. I will never give up. But Brother Sheng and Brother Cheng are my relatives. Princess Zhaohua is only three years old and still miss him. I am not a plant and tree, so how could I not remember it?"

As soon as this statement was spoken, Zhao Heng first understood the meaning of his father. He immediately knelt down and asked his father to recall his brother's family. If possible, he still hoped that his brother would come back. All the people in the capital of Junzhou were imprisoned, so naturally the living and eating conditions in the capital were better. If the nephews had a headache, the doctor's skills in the capital would be better than those in the local area.

Song Qi, the new prime minister who replaced Zhao Pu as prime minister, also led his ministers to kneel down and ask. Although King Rui was unwilling, he also knelt down with King Gong to show his brothers and brothers' respect.

Since the ministers had made their statement, Emperor Xuande changed his decree and recalled the King of Chu's family, imprisoned him in the Nangong as a civilian, and then ordered two gentlemen to the emperor's eldest grandson and the second grandson. After all, it was because of the grandsons who changed their ideas.

Zhao Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

King Rui's heart sank, and the father's favor for his elder brother is obvious to all. Today, he can recall his elder brother for his two grandsons. Will he remember his elder brother's goodness and restore his elder brother's title again? Then... I glanced at the third brother who was said to be able to say five words. King Rui was upset, so he was a little closer to the position of the crown prince. Before he could sit on the seat, the person seemed to have been pulled back by his father again.

The emperor's words caused waves of ripples among his ministers. Some of the people who were preparing to surrender to King Rui because the King of Chu lost power. Now they are not in a hurry to stand in a row and decide to wait and see again.

The court changed rapidly, and Zhao Heng took two fairies at home to go on an autumn outing with a refreshing spirit. The princess was pregnant. Before getting on the car, Zhao Heng ordered the coachman to walk slowly. The Eunuch Fu, who was following the car, stared at him personally, reminding the coachman not to speed, while paying attention to the road surface like a hawk. As long as there are stone seeds of the size of a thumb, he would kick them aside first.

As a result, Song Jianing had no chance to get bumpy and the passing people wondered why the carriage of Prince Shou's mansion walked so slowly.

Zhao Zhao was naughty and asked her father to lift the curtains on one side. She lay there and looked out. The first time her daughter left the city, Zhao Heng pampered her daughter. The carriage passed by a slower ox cart. Zhao Heng pointed to the big yellow cow and taught her daughter to recognize the ox. Zhao Zhao saw everything was fresh and stared at the head of the yellow cow without blinking. The old farmer in the ox cart recognized the carriage from the Shou Palace, and immediately guessed the identity of the handsome man and the beautiful little girl in the cart. He jumped out of the car excitedly, knelt on the ground and kowtowed. He saw the gods as such.

Zhao Zhao stared at the old farmer in confusion.

Zhao Heng kissed his daughter's head and whispered: "Zhaozhao is the princess." He is born with dignity.

Zhao Zhao didn't understand, blinked and continued to look at the scalper.

Zhao Heng held his daughter with both hands, and after a while he looked back at the princess. Song Jianing was sleepy and was dozing with his eyes closed. No one needed to accompany him. Zhao Heng laughed, but he still accompanied his daughter, so he looked at her so as not to ignore her inadvertently. He set off in the morning and walked slowly all the way. It was almost noon before the carriage of the Prince Shou Mansion arrived at Anguo Temple.

King Shou brought the princess and princess to incense. Anguo Temple had already been enshrined. The monks in the temple only entertained the nobles of King Shou's mansion today. The huge temple suddenly became even more quiet. The sound of chanting scriptures echoed in the air, arousing the pious heart of the pilgrims. Song Jianing was a reborn person. With the favor of God, he naturally believed in gods and Buddhas more. He was so pious when he knelt on the cushion to burn incense.

Zhao Zhao just kept playing, kneeling on the cushion like his mother, folding her hands together, thinking that she was doing something wrong, so she turned her head to look at her mother, stupid, like a naughty little monkey. Zhao Heng stood on the side with his hands behind his back. He didn't believe this, and just smiled faintly, looking at his simple and charming princess, and looking at his lively and cute little princess.

"Prince, do you also bring incense sticks?" Song Jianing bowed, stood up, and whispered.

Zhao Heng nodded.

When he walked to the cushion, Zhao Heng raised his head. The Buddha's Dharma-like appearance was solemn, and his eyes seemed to be able to see all the sufferings of the world. Zhao Heng looked at the Buddha calmly and finally knelt on the cushion for a long time, his expression was calm and indifferent, and he kowtowed and burned incense, but he did not make any wish. He would get what he wanted by himself, without the help of gods and Buddhas.

The scenery of Anguo Temple is elegant. After using vegetarian food, Zhao Heng held his daughter and accompanied Song Jianing to walk around the temple for two quarters of an hour, and then the family of three went back home. When they came, Song Jianing was sleepy, but when she returned, she was no longer sleepy, but Zhao Zhao fell asleep, leaning in his father's broad arms, with a pink face.

"Don't dirty the prince's clothes." Song Jianing folded the veil and put it on the corner of his daughter's mouth and the prince's chest. The little girl likes to drool when sleeping.

She was close to her eyes, with a gentle expression. Zhao Heng lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips. Song Jianing smiled, turned his head to look at him, his almond eyes were moist. Zhao Heng hugged her with one hand and rubbed her head and said, "If you have time in the future, come out for more." He could tell that she liked to travel.

"I'm afraid there will be no chance in the past two years." Song Jianing touched his belly, which had not yet been bulging, and said with a smile. It will take one year for a child, and she is reluctant to leave before the child is one year old. Isn't it just two years?

"As long as you want, you can do it anytime." She was full of children, but Zhao Heng didn't want her to work too hard. In the future, their children would increase. It would take two years for one to delay her.

He was kind to her, and Song Jianing was very happy. The couple was whispering in a low voice. Suddenly, a woman cried in front of her, "Master, please be kind and save my daughter. If you don't eat, she will starve to death..." Before he finished speaking, the sound of a guard driving people came from the guards. Song Jianing sat down in shock and heard that the crying was on her side. She picked up a corner of the curtain and looked out.

There was a mother and daughter on the side of the road. The mother was a young woman in her early twenties. She was dressed in rags and her face was covered with dirty, like a beggar. Her daughter was only four or five years old, she was so thin that she looked even more round and big. She leaned against her mother pitifully, looking at the carriage begging.

Such a poor person, as a mother, Song Jianing couldn't help but unconsciously clenched the veil.

When Zhao Heng saw her little move, he ordered the coachman to stop the car. He recalled the woman's accent and asked Eunuch Fu to bring the person closer.

The curtains of the car were always hanging, Zhao Heng held the princess's hand and ordered Eunuch Fu: "Ask her where she is coming."

Eunuch Fu took the order to inquire.

The woman knelt on the ground with her daughter in her arms, crying and crying: "The civilian woman from Jiangyuan, Shu, and she grows tea with her husband for a living. This spring, Shu has a severe drought, and the tea fields are not collected. The family of women cannot afford rent and taxes. They really cannot survive. They have to leave their hometowns and come to the capital to make a living. The civilian woman's husband died of illness before entering Beijing. The private woman's only remaining money was stolen by refugees. Please ask the officials to reward some copper coins, and ask the officials..."

She cried, and her daughter cried, begging for food.

Song Jianing also cried. In her previous life, she and her mother were also orphans and widows, but she was better off than the mother and mother outside. Now she is the princess, but Song Jianing always remembers the desolation of her previous life. When encountering such a thing, can she not fall in love with the scene? Turn around and secretly wipe her tears with a veil.

When Zhao Heng saw it, he pinched her hand, but what he thought was what the woman said. Shu is rich, and the tax paid by local officials every year accounts for 30% of the total Zhou Dynasty. He always thought that the people there lived a wealthy life, so how could they be so poor that they could not even survive a drought and were forced to leave their hometown?

"Take them back home." Zhao Heng said coldly.

Eunuch Fu was secretly surprised. The victims begged, and the prince was kind to reward a few taels of silver. Why...

But Eunuch Fu didn't ask, and just ordered the two of them to follow him in the car.

"Prince, let's give them some food first?" Song Jianing took out the pastry box prepared in the low cabinet and said pity.

Zhao Heng nodded absent-mindedly.
Chapter completed!