Drunk Bamboo

When Xie Yuzhu entered the palace to see the emperor, she saw Eunuch Dong coming to greet her from afar.

"Eunuch Dong, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still in good spirits."

Eunuch Dong smiled so much that his eyes wrinkled. "Thank you, Princess. When His Majesty heard that the Princess had entered the palace, he was so happy all morning. The study has already prepared snacks and tea, and is waiting for you, Princess."

"Thank you, Eunuch Dong."

Xie Yuzhu and Eunuch Dong chatted with each other and were very polite.

Hua Qinfeng stood aside and watched coldly, thinking that the two were very fake.

If Xie Yuzhu hadn't forced him to come, he would have been unwilling to enter the palace.

There was no way to attend the morning court every day, and going to the palace in the afternoon was also helpless.

"It's all my duty." Eunuch Dong greeted Hua Qinfeng and said flatteringly, "Your Highness just discussed government affairs with His Majesty in the morning court, and now he is accompanying the princess to the palace to pay respects to His Majesty. You are truly filial to His Majesty."

Hua Qinfeng looked indifferent and did not respond.

Xie Yuzhu smiled and took over the conversation: "The prince has been in the western frontier for many years. It is not easy for him to return to Zhongdu. Naturally, he must take more time to accompany His Majesty to fulfill his filial duty."

Eunuch Dong naturally wouldn't mind, and cooperated with Xie Yuzhu, saying with a smile: "With the prince guarding the border in the west, the You Kingdom dare not invade. It is better to protect the people and relieve the worries of His Majesty than to serve you."

"Eunuch Dong is right."

Obviously, all the conversation was about Hua Qinfeng, but I didn't say a word.

As soon as Eunuch Dong pushed open the door of the study, Xie Yuzhu smelled a strange fragrance.

The emperor put down his pen and called Xie Yuzhu over.

"Yuzhu, you're here! Come and see how I write these words."

Xie Yuzhu walked closer and saw four big words written on the rice paper spread out on the table: Peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

There was an incense burner on the corner of the table, with wisps of green smoke rising from it.

Immediately search your mind for various idioms that express praise and boasting.

"Peace and prosperity for the country and the people, these four words are great! Iron painting and silver hook, unrivaled in ancient and modern times, tempered by thousands of hammers, and full of vigor."

The emperor laughed and said, "Hahaha, Yuzhu's mouth is so pleasing."

"What your son said is true. Look closely at your father's powerful and free use of the brush, and his steady force. It is just like the world under your diligent governance, where peace and prosperity reign. Isn't this a peaceful country? We don't need praise for our good looks, but only to keep the clear spirit filling the universe."

Xie Yuzhu continued to praise him shamelessly.

He flattered the emperor and praised him so much that he looked so happy that the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

Hua Qinfeng was truly ashamed and truly admired the way Xie Yuzhu behaved both in public and behind the scenes.

No one can flatter someone with confidence, without leaving any trace, elegance and level of sophistication better than Xie Yuzhu.

The key is that the emperor is particularly fond of her.

"Great! It's a good idea not to let people praise the beauty of the color, but to let the pure energy fill the universe! Come on, come on, write a few words too."

After making room for Xie Yuzhu, he saw Hua Qinfeng and was slightly surprised. But when he looked at his handsome face, he felt a little better and asked him to practice calligraphy with him.

"Feng'er is here too, so it's a good opportunity for us to practice calligraphy together. I remember that when you were little, although you didn't like reading, your handwriting was the best among all the princes."

Hua Qinfeng was stunned. Why didn’t he remember that his handwriting was good?

Is the father bragging about himself?

And he is still praising himself who has no idea how old he is?

Afraid of an awkward silence, Xie Yuzhu asked in surprise, "Really? Why didn't the prince tell me before? You must show me your skills today, so that my father and I can see them."

Hua Qinfeng's face was stiff: "I..."

The emperor looked at Xie Yuzhu and said, "Feng'er doesn't seem happy?"

Xie Yuzhu held Hua Qinfeng's hand and said with a warm smile, "Your Highness is afraid to show off his skills in front of your father. He is afraid of losing face and is shy."

Hua Qinfeng came back to his senses and smiled slightly: "...Yes, Yuzhu is right. My son's handwriting is not good, and I am afraid that my father will not like it."

As early as when he was in the palace, Xie Yuzhu had reminded him: Try to smile when you are not talking, and when you have to talk, just say what she wants.

The emperor laughed again and said, "With a master like Yuzhu by my side, Feng'er's handwriting won't be ugly."

Xie Yuzhu said mischievously: "I will teach you calligraphy when I get back."

He showed a kind expression: "Yuzhu is amazing, only you can make the wind obey."

"This is the first time I've seen the prince write calligraphy. It's all thanks to my father."

As the two were talking, Hua Qinfeng had already picked up the pen and finished writing.

Defend the country.

The emperor looked at the four characters for a while and nodded: "The handwriting reflects the person. Feng'er's handwriting is upright and has the momentum of a horse running free from its reins and leaping into the sky."

Hua Qinfeng echoed: "I only want to help my father defend our country."

When he raised his eyes, he suddenly remembered that he and Hua Qinfeng had been separated for many years and had very little time to spend together as father and son. At this moment, a sense of father-son affection arose in his heart.

"Thank you for your hard work in the West these years."

Seeing the emperor's kind smile, Hua Qinfeng was stunned again.

"I am content to share my father's worries."

"Okay, good."

The emperor patted Hua Qinfeng's shoulder solemnly, just like a father who has high hopes for his son.

And Xie Yuzhu also wrote a few words.

The emperor admired it carefully: "The king is wise, the ministers are virtuous, the father is kind, and the son is filial. What is the deep meaning of these words Yuzhu?"

Xie Yuzhu just smiled and said, "There is no deep meaning. It's just that the father and the prince at this moment are in harmony, the government is clear, the father is kind and the son is filial, and the family is happy. Father, don't you think it's very appropriate?"

Xie Yuzhu naturally couldn't miss this opportunity of warmth that had finally been ignited.

You must also show your loyalty in front of the emperor.

With a smile in the corner of his eyes, he pulled the white hair at his temples: "Yuzhu is right, it couldn't be more appropriate. This is how Feng'er and I are."

Xie Yuzhu added: "Father, I was so busy writing that I forgot to prepare a gift for you."

Surprised: "Are there any gifts?"

"Your Highness said that you like the calligraphy of Mr. Wang Pei of the previous dynasty the most. It just so happens that I have a calligraphy work of Mr. Wang Pei in my dowry, so I asked Your Highness to find it and send it to my father today."

As Xie Yuzhu was speaking, Hua Qinfeng took out his calligraphy and showed it to the emperor.

"It is indeed Mr. Wang Pei's calligraphy! It is really precious!" The emperor was delighted.

"Mr. Wang Pei had met the calligraphy master Xie Zhixi several times during his lifetime and was fortunate to obtain the original work," Xie Yuzhu explained.

The emperor asked Eunuch Dong to accept the calligraphy, and there seemed to be deep meaning in his eyes, and he said meaningfully: "The Xie family has produced talents."

Xie Yuzhu said respectfully: "The world belongs to my father, and all the talents in the world are loyal and dedicated to my father."

His eyes twinkled, and he smiled up to the sky: "Well said. Come, practice calligraphy with me again!"

"Yes."

Xie Yuzhu accompanied the emperor in practicing calligraphy and chatting, and was very busy and happy.

Hua Qinfeng adhered to the principle of not speaking if possible and stood quietly aside.

An hour later, he slowly left the palace.

Xie Yuzhu was still smelling the incense from the study, and couldn't help asking, "Is father feeling unwell?"

Hua Qinfeng was very confused by the sudden and irrelevant question: "I haven't heard of it. Father has always been in good health. What's wrong?"

"Maybe I'm overthinking it." Xie Yuzhu shook her head, "Prince, practice calligraphy well after you return home."

"Still practicing calligraphy?! I don't like writing!" Hua Qinfeng said with a look of rejection.

"Your Highness, do you want to return to the western frontier?" Xie Yuzhu asked patiently.

"think."

"Then listen to me, practice your calligraphy well, and win the favor of the king. He will do whatever you say."

"All I have to do is practice my calligraphy well?" Hua Qinfeng was skeptical. Is it that simple?

"Did father scold the prince today?" Xie Yuzhu asked.

"...No." After thinking for a while, he answered.

"Was Father kind to the Prince today?"

"……it is good."

"Did Father still smile at the prince?"

"……Yes."

"Should Your Majesty listen to me?" Xie Yuzhu asked again.

"Yes……"