Chapter 3 Two Teachers
Zhao Xing was worried when he suddenly felt himself being picked up.
It turned out to be his cheap father.
"Look at Fu'er's smile. It's so beautiful." The official hugged his son, no matter how much he looked at it, he liked it.
Zhao Xing: "..."
How can you tell that if I laugh again, I obviously want to cry?
Zhao Xing's current mood is like that of an ordinary person who suddenly learns that he has won a big prize. He is about to claim the prize, but finds that the lottery ticket is lost.
How could he still laugh?
In the past, when his father came over, Zhao Xing would act cute to please him, but now he was completely out of mood.
"Fu'er is so happy to see His Majesty. Every time His Majesty hugs him, he is happy." Concubine Zhu came over to look at her son and smiled.
"Haha, this is my son, so of course he is kissing me." The official said with a smile.
Zhao Xing: "..."
"I originally wanted to give him the name of blessing, but when the water is full, it overflows, and when the moon waxes, it loses. When I think about it carefully, I feel that it is inappropriate. Let's take the name of Xing. He will inherit the world in the future. I haven't been able to revive the Song Dynasty. I hope he can do it." Guan Jia said.
After the New Year, the official family has reached their forties, and they have high hopes for this son.
"Xing, Zhao Xing, your majesty is a good name."
When Zhu heard this, she was not very surprised. The official family only had a few daughters and no sons. Whoever gave birth to a son first would almost be the crown prince.
Unless the queen can give birth to a prince, even if a concubine gives birth to a prince, her son's status will not be shaken.
"Fu'er, did you hear that, you will be called Zhao Xing from now on." The official pinched his son's little face.
Zhao Xing was uncomfortable being pinched, so he usually tolerated it, but now he was feeling irritable and stretched out his little hand to remove his cheap father's hand.
His strength was very small, but after the official felt it, he still retracted his hand.
"My dear concubine, Fu'er doesn't seem to like this name." The official said.
Concubine Zhu: "..."
What can a child who is only a few days shy of three months old know?
Zhao Xing became anxious upon hearing this and quickly grinned.
He had been called by this name for so many years in his previous life. If it suddenly changed, he would really not be used to it.
"Your Majesty, Fu'er smiled when he saw Fu'er. This shows that he likes the name your Majesty gave him." said Concubine Zhu.
"Haha, just like it."
The official smiled and said, "By the way, I made a marriage arrangement for Xing'er today."
"Oh?" Concubine Zhu said in surprise: "I wonder which family the girl is from?"
"The British father has a daughter who is only two years old now. When Xing'er is older in a few years, I will help them again. Officially engaged," the official said.
When Zhao Xing heard that Baian's father said that he had arranged a marriage for him, he also pricked up his ears and listened.
When I heard that she was the daughter of a British duke, I was also stunned.
Isn’t that Zhang Guifen?
He remembered that in the play, the British princess seemed to be marrying his daughter into the Zhongjing Hou Mansion, but before the marriage was decided, King Yan rebelled.
After Zhao Zongquan ascended the throne, he asked Shen Congxing to marry Zhang Guifen.
Could it be that Zhang Guifen was originally destined to be the daughter-in-law of the official family, but it was only because he died in infancy that it didn't happen?
"The British Duke's family is full of loyal men. Both of his sons died in the war with Xixia that year, leaving no heirs. I feel guilty in my heart for letting Fu'er marry the daughter of the British Duke. This is compensation to the Zhang family." The official sighed.
"Your Majesty, don't think too much, it's not your fault." Concubine Zhu comforted.
After hearing the important information, Zhao Xing yawned and fell asleep soon after.
……
God bless spring for four years.
A child of four or five years old was walking in the palace compound.
The child-like figure is carved in pink and jade, with a smile on his face, which is really cute.
A group of palace maids and eunuchs followed cautiously behind them, and there were a few eunuchs behind them carrying a walking stick.
This child is Zhao Xing. At this time, he is more than three years old and not yet four years old. However, because he deliberately exercised, he looks like a four or five-year-old child.
Zhao Xing roughly inferred the timeline based on some things over the years.
There are still about five years left before the plot unfolds.
This inference is based on Gu Tingye's age. At the beginning of the play, the Yuan family went to the Sheng family to hire someone. Gu Tingye was fifteen years old at that time.
Gu Tingye is just ten years old now.
After calculation, he was probably eight or nine years old when he died.
Logically speaking, although the survival rate of children in ancient times was low, those eight or nine years old were generally not that easy to die.
However, medical conditions were poor in ancient times. It was normal for people to be incurable if they contracted any disease.
Knowing this, Zhao Xing was relieved.
What he fears most is that the original owner died when he was young, and there is nothing he can do about it.
However, Zhao Xing did not relax. He has been exercising intentionally since he was more than two years old.
Of course, it’s limited to going to bed early and getting up early, and taking a walk every morning and evening.
After all, a two-year-old body can't stand the torture. If you really want to destroy yourself, it will be great fun.
Along the way, the escorting maids and eunuchs they met along the way stopped to salute respectfully, and only straightened up after Zhao Xing had gone far.
Zhao Xing finally understood why so many people were obsessed with power.
This taste is really enjoyable.
All the way to the outside of Longtuge, Zhao Xing panted slightly.
No way, the palace is too big.
Seeing Zhao Xing coming, the eunuch at the door quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty said, you can just go in when you come."
"Yes."
Zhao Xing nodded, came to the front of the hall, crossed the high threshold, and walked closest to the hall.
Of the eunuchs and maids who followed him, only one eunuch and one maid followed him into the palace, and the rest were waiting outside.
Longtuge is the emperor's office, equivalent to the imperial study. The main hall is not luxurious, but very simple.
The reason for this is because of his cheap father, and today's official family advocates frugality.
This is not a pretense, but really simple.
In Zhao Xing's mind, as an emperor, not to mention more than a hundred dishes like the Manchu and Han Dynasty banquet, he would need a big table anyway.
However, his cheap father only had a few dishes for each meal.
In the past two years, I have often instilled the concept of frugality into Zhao Xing.
Zhao Xing disagrees with this. Although he has not been out of the palace so far, he has heard eunuchs talk about things outside the palace.
The noble officials in Bianjing City lived a luxurious life.
As long as the emperor doesn't build a lot of buildings and just wastes a little on food and drink, how much can he spend?
Relying solely on the emperor's frugality is of no use.
Of course, he didn’t dare to say this.
In the main hall, the official was talking to an old man about six years old and a middle-aged man. When he saw Zhao Xing coming in, he smiled and said: "Fu'er is here."
"My son, I pay homage to my father!" Zhao Xing saluted solemnly.
"No courtesy."
The official waved his hand, pointed at the old man beside him and said with a smile: "You have been clamoring to go to school. These two are the teachers your father has found for you."< br>
"Students have met two teachers!" Zhao Xing gave a student salute to the old man.
Although he did not know the identities of the two men, the old man was wearing a purple official uniform and the middle-aged man was wearing a crimson official uniform. This showed that the old man was at least a third-rank official and could already be called husband-in-law.
And that middle-aged man was at the lowest rank of fifth grade.
In the Song Dynasty, the title of Xianggong was not exclusive to the prime minister. Generally, important ministers who reached the third rank could be called Xianggong.
The real prime minister is called the Grand Prime Minister.
“Your Highness has betrayed you!”
Seeing this, the two men quickly flashed the gift in return.
"Huaide, Bochang, and Fu'er have been clamoring to go to school. From now on, Fu'er's studies will be troublesome for you." The official said.
(End of this chapter)