Let Ji Zishan evaluate, Xu Guo's cousin is more than just an indecent one, he is simply a piece of waste snack.

With such a prodigal son, even if Princess Roujia has a sea of ​​gold and silver, it is probably not enough for him to squander.

Empress Dowager Hui'an was not in the mood to preach. Her reminder to Princess Roujia was just a stop. As for whether Princess Roujia could listen to it, it was not what she was concerned about: "The Ai family cannot be compatible with the title, and it is useless to say it any more. As for you, the mansion is expensive and the money is tight, then just learn to be thrifty and keep the family, and life can always be lived."

After saying that, Princess Roujia could only say goodbye and leave with a depressed look.

"Fan, you remember that children can be painful and pampered, but you can't be too indulgent and spoiled." After Princess Roujia left, Empress Dowager Hui'an glanced at the little girl's slightly raised belly. She moved her heart slightly and said, "You almost know everything about your Aunt Roujia's mansion. Put it aside, let's just talk about your cousin Xu Guo--"

Ji Zishan raised his hand and reported solemnly: "Don't worry, my mother, I will definitely be a very cruel mother in the future! No matter which little bastard sees me, he will scare his legs to tremble!"

Empress Dowager Hui'an was embarrassed when she heard this. She gently slapped her little daughter in the arm and said angrily: "My mother is telling you serious things, so don't interrupt me!" She just wanted you to take it as a warning and don't indulge your descendants without any bottom line, and didn't say that you are a mother yaksha.

Ji Zishan had no choice but to sit upright and take a serious and focused listening.

"Your cousin Xu Guo is the first child, and your aunt Roujia is inevitably spoiled. She can't even give up a scolding every day. It's even more appropriate to talk about the family rules of the stick. As a result, you also saw that he will be in a forty years in a few years, but he has no responsibility at all. His wives, concubines and children have a big house. It's better for your aunt Roujia when she was there. If she collapsed one day, I'm afraid he will suffer." Queen Mother Hui'an said.

Ji Zishan was a little dissatisfied, and that might not be necessary. The princess's mother is no longer reliable. He can still squeeze his children and grandchildren as much as possible. Those who are used to wealth and comfort will not be able to feel wronged even if they are wronged to others. Ji Zishan thought about it and sighed softly: "It's a pity that cousin Xu Shu." My mother was partial to her, and the brother was the best. The salary he earned was still plundered by me for the reasons of family planning.

Empress Dowager Hui'an nodded slightly: "Xu Shu is indeed a good child." Unfortunately, Princess Roujia's least love is him.

On the ninth day of Ji Zishan's stay in the palace, His Majesty Ji Ziqing finally got some free time, so he went to Cining Palace to take his little sister to the Imperial Garden for a walk. It was summer. The garden was red and green, the pavilions were beautiful, the mountains and rocks were sparse, and there was a flowing jade bridge. The scenery was pleasant and picturesque. The sun was hidden in the scorching sun, and the gentle cool breeze was blowing. Many concubines also left the palace to relax.

"Fan, how many more days will you stay in the palace?" His Majesty Ji Ziqing was wearing a black blue embroidered dragon pattern robe, carrying his hands on his back, and slowly walking slowly.

Ji Zishan pouted, feeling unhappy: "No, I want to go back to my princess's mansion." She was a family man. Looking at a cluster of lush and lush broad-leaved bananas from afar, Ji Zishan snorted, "I have agreed with Mu Huaiqian before that I won't use it to see me in the palace today, and come to pick me up tomorrow." If she left Comrade Mu Huaiqian alone, he would become a resentful man in the deep boudoir.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing said unhappy: "What a married daughter, the water she poured out."

Ji Zishan pretended to be surprised and said, "Hey, why do the emperor feel so emotional? Your eldest daughter is not even ten years old yet."

His Majesty Ji Ziqing moved his lips, but he didn't reveal the super embarrassing past of 'You once caught me by calling me dad'. He coughed gently, and His Majesty Ji Ziqing said again: "Are you tired of walking? Do you want to take a rest?"

Ji Zishan shook her head repeatedly and said in great spirits: "Not tired! I will turn a little longer..." A cool breeze came, which made Ji Zishan smile, "It's rare that there is such a cool day in summer..." Ji Zishan was moving forward happily while making jokes with His Majesty Ji Ziqing, which made him sigh helplessly, sometimes raised his eyebrows and sneer, and sometimes wanted to beat the little girl up. His psychological journey was abnormally jumping.

When the two walked to a pomegranate tree, His Majesty Ji Ziqing reached out to pick a bright red pomegranate flower and inserted it straight into the little sister's black hair. The pomegranate has always been known as a lucky thing. Its fruits are numerous, symbolizing that there are many children and blessings, the flowers are bright and prosperous, and it also has a sense of prosperity. Ji Zishan touched the pomegranate flower on her temples, and smiled with a bent eyebrows: "Thank you, my brother! You are the best for me."

His Majesty Ji Ziqing glanced at the sweet-mouthed little girl and said angrily: "I know that the emperor treats you the best, so I don't say I will stay in the palace for a few more days." With the prince-consort, I put my brother behind my head. He is really a heartless little ungrateful.

Ji Zishan smiled and pretended to be deaf. After thinking about it, she spoke in a weak tone: "Big, when Mu Huaiqian and I quarrel, I will go back to the palace and continue living."

His Majesty Ji Ziqing sneered: "Mu Huaiqian dares to quarrel with you? Who gives him the courage?" After that, he snorted heavily from his nostrils, and that boy dared to ignorantly give him rotten fruits for his brother.

"Brother, don't be excited, don't be excited, I'm just a joke. He dares not argue with me. I always bully him..." Ji Zishan smiled and comforted His Majesty Ji Ziqing, for fear that he would be wrong and really go to find Mu Huaiqian to get into trouble. "Oh, by the way, I'm leaving tomorrow. You can play with me for a while tonight."

His Majesty Ji Ziqing wanted to take a look at his ear: "...what did you say? Playing flower cards?" Please, that is the entertainment that you women spend their spare time, and it has something to do with him.

Ji Zishan pretended not to see His Majesty Ji Ziqing's shocked expression, and said to herself: "Call my mother and Yuanyuan again, let's make a table together. Well, brother, when you come to Cining Palace tonight, remember to bring some gold pearls and silver beans and ingots. If you lose luck, you are not allowed to pay the bill."

His Majesty Ji Ziqing: "..." This is a different way to try to pick up gold, silver and jewelry.

After walking for a while, I arrived at a place with a wide view. The blue lake water was clear and the lake was surrounded by a circle of short white jade railings. At this time, there were many people outside the stone railings, including palace concubines with luxurious clothes, beautiful girls, and young boys with a slutty voice, and more were palace maids, nannies and insults.

"It's Chupin, Yuancan and Yuanmao. I think the weather is cool, so they came out to take a walk." Ji Zishan looked at the crowd and said.

Chu Peng was the palace that he entered in the fourth year of Jianping. It has been fifteen years now. In the ninth year of Jianping, he gave birth to the eldest daughter Ji Yuancan, and in the seventeenth year, he gave birth to Ji Yuanmao, the youngest prince in the palace. Ji Zishan glanced at His Majesty Ji Ziqing and asked, "Does the emperor want to go over and see them?"

His Majesty Ji Ziqing nodded slightly: "Go and have a look."

After receiving the orders of His Majesty Ji Ziqing, Liu Quanshun raised the singing tune that had been on the same day for decades: "Your Majesty is here--"

The people who were originally watching fish by the lake suddenly knelt on the ground.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing ordered everyone to get up, and then he turned his eyes to Ji Yuanmao. The little boy was less than two years old. His snow-white face was chubby, and a pair of black black eyes were embedded on his head. He looked cute and cute. However, because of His Majesty Ji Ziqing's majesty, he saw that he would be scared to tears at any time when he saw his father's little guy.

When Ji Zishan saw the emperor's expression at this moment, she suddenly wanted to look at the sky speechlessly: "Brother, why are you tense? Yuanmao is still young and is scared." Is it your own son? Give his son a smile and he won't lose two kilograms of meat.

The eldest princess Ji Yuancan is a smart and likable person. She helped her ignorant little brother and patiently taught him: "Brother Mao, call him father and aunt--"

Ji Yuanmao then muttered his little mouth and shouted timidly: "Every room, dumb--" The child was still young, and his words were inevitably blurred, but in general, he could barely tell it.

The little guy's voice was tender and sweet. Ji Zishan was suddenly turned cute. She bent down slightly, reached out to touch the fat man's fleshy cheeks, bent her beautiful big eyes and said, "Yuanmao, do you still remember my aunt, we met yesterday."

Empress Dowager Hui'an did not raise any grandchildren by her side, but she would summon a group of princes and daughters from time to time to see if they were growing up healthily.

The little guy blinked his eyes in a daze, obviously not impressed by Ji Zishan. Of course, he didn't have much deeper memory of the emperor's father, who was the head but the tail.

This is a bit embarrassing.

However, His Majesty Ji Ziqing felt embarrassed at all. He asked his younger son how he ate and slept, and then said a few words to his eldest daughter. After asking Concubine Chu to take care of the two children, he stood up and left after everyone's respect.

Ji Zishan went out for a walk for a long time. Even though she hadn't made enough noise, His Majesty Ji Ziqing was determined to send her back to Cining Palace. Ji Zishan's objection was invalid and could only walk back depressedly. Halfway through, Ji Zishan suddenly asked: "Brother, have you chosen four more talented people to enter the palace this year?"

His Majesty Ji Ziqing replied indifferently: "So what?"

Ji Zishan secretly counted it. Since her elder brother inherited the throne, she has experienced four drafts in total. The first batch of Feng, Chen and Chu are now only one of the Chu family, Jiang, Shen, Han, Yang, and Zhu, Qin, You, and Xu, who died of illness, Shen and Xu family respectively. As for He, Lu, Shi, Zhang, and Ji Zishan, who are in the fourth batch, have never seen any of them.

"Brother, can I give you a little suggestion?" Ji Zishan pondered for a moment and said again.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing walked forward leisurely and said, "Tell me."

"Can you... stop giving a draft in the future?" Ji Zishan asked carefully.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing turned his eyes and looked at him without telling his emotions. He just asked casually: "Why?"
Chapter completed!