There is also spring for passers-by

Han Siwei added: "You just say that you value us less than the virtuous king values ​​my third brother."

Prince Ning saw Prince Xian stuffing a thick stack of banknotes into Sanbao's pocket.

He searched his body and took out a thousand taels of silver notes. Looking at what he had and then at the stack in Han Siqi's hand, he realized that there were at least thirty thousand taels, which was indeed a bit too little.

"I...I have money, I'll give it to you later."

"People usually say that to coax children. My older brother and I were fifteen or sixteen, not two or three." Han Siwei looked completely unconvinced.

Prince Ning felt even more upset. The virtuous prince's son seemed easy to talk to, and the two had even recognized each other. He was gentle and kind, as gentle as jade, and pleasing to the eye. But these two were his sons, and he couldn't let the virtuous prince give his sons money.

Prince Ning felt that this was too damaging to his reputation as a man.

Is it because he is too bad at pleasing children and women?

Prince Ning stood up and said, "Wait a moment, just a moment!"

It’s just money, he has it!

The virtuous king must have done it on purpose, giving Sanbao so much money in front of his sons, but he couldn't take it out himself, making his two sons look down on him.

Prince Ning left in a hurry and asked the steward Han to borrow money.

Han, the housekeeper, was in a dilemma, so he finally lent him 100,000 taels of silver.

Prince Ning came back with the silver note.

Han Siwei refused to do so: "Give us the Han family's banknotes, and treat us like fools, and exchange them with your left hand for your right hand, and still call us your father?"

Prince Ning's face turned red with shame. He was discovered borrowing money and was said to be the Han family's money. This was embarrassing again.

Han Siyuan refused to accept the banknote. "You don't have us brothers in your heart. You think this happened suddenly, and so do we. We should each think about it for a few days. We will have plenty of opportunities to meet in the capital in the future."

The wise king and his son had a very pleasant conversation.

Prince Ning and his sons were a little upset.

After the meeting, everyone went back to their homes.

Han Siwei didn't want to pay any attention to Prince Ning.

Han Siyuan didn't talk much, but King Ning could see that Han Siyuan was in a dominant position. As long as he spoke, Han Siwei would listen to him.

As soon as Prince Ning returned home, he asked Princess Ning for money.

Princess Ning gave 20,000.

Prince Ning said, "The virtuous prince spent thirty thousand taels, and he stole my limelight. He is a bastard and has wronged me miserably."

How foolish he must have been back then to drag Han Qingwan along to expose the truth to the virtuous king. As a result, all three of them got drunk. Han Qingwan clearly said that she didn't drink, but they persuaded her to drink less. As it was her first time drinking, she had a low alcohol tolerance and was drunk.

If it weren't for those things, he might have married Han Qingwan long ago.

"You're not ignoring him, so why are you with him lately?"

Princess Ning was curious. She and Prince Ning were more like living together. To her, Princess Ning was just a job. She had good treatment and great power. There was nothing wrong with living in peace like this.

"I need it urgently. Give me two hundred thousand taels first, and I'll explain it to you in detail later. The wise king is a jerk! A bastard!"

Prince Ning cursed and cursed, and Princess Ning took out some banknotes and gave them to him.

Han Siyuan gave up thinking about it. Prince Ning came back after more than half an hour and gave each of them 100,000 silver notes. "I know you brothers spend money on cultivation. From now on, I will give you..." The two sons looked at him eagerly. Prince Ning's mouth trembled. "Ten thousand taels of silver. If it's not enough, add more."

Han Siwei said, "It's easy for you to be a father. Treat us better."

After Prince Ning left, Han Siqi told his eldest and second brothers his thoughts: "He is your father after all. If there is money given for free, why don't you want it? You are stupid if you don't want it! You don't want your father, but there are many people who are eager to take it. It doesn't hurt to call you father. Can't you cry about your poverty and your own difficulties? If he gives you one more, mother will save one more. What mother saves belongs to our family, but what they save belongs to others. We don't spend theirs, but there are many people who spend theirs..."

Anyway, it's a bargain for others.

Han Siqi's abacus beads were all over his face, and he calculated the accounts clearly.

He had coaxed the virtuous king into a frenzy of joy, and he already felt guilty. The virtuous king wanted to give him his heart. Honestly, Han Siqi's appearance made it hard to believe he wasn't the virtuous king's son. But once they saw him, no one believed him. He looked more like the virtuous king than any of his five children. Even his demeanor and temperament were similar: just as refined and gentle. So, the old princess and her maid, upon seeing him on the street, immediately determined he was the virtuous king's son.

Prince Ning and Prince Xian recognized their son at the General's Mansion. As soon as they left the mansion, Prince Ning grabbed Prince Xian and yelled at him, "Most loyal people are butchers, and the most unfaithful people are scholars. Yuwen Ke, you've wronged me terribly. You knew I loved Qingwan back then, but it was you, a bastard, who caused me and Qingwan to become estranged..."

The wise king spat, "You are infatuated, how much better are you than me, and you still scold me."

"I wanted to marry her, but you ruined it. You got the woman you wanted to marry as your princess..."

The two of them walked while arguing. The last one got into a sedan chair and the other rode a horse. They left without saying a word to each other.

When the virtuous prince returned home, he went to see the old prince and princess, saying that he and Han Siqi had recognized each other, and repeated what Han Qingwan had said.

The old princess looked disdainful.

The old prince held his cane and saw that the virtuous prince's attitude was not bad. "You owe the Han family and Han Siqi, so you should treat him better. After all, it has not been easy for Han Qingwan, a woman with three children, to live for so many years."

Wen Wan: It's easy for me. I have Mr. Gongsun, Nanny Lian and others to help me take care of and teach the children. Mr. Gongsun is quite like a grandfather. He is really a strict grandfather and Nanny Lian is like a kind grandfather. She really teaches the children very well.

The virtuous king said, "Although Siqi lacks the strength and talent for martial arts, he is a rare talent chosen from among thousands of people to pursue the path of Confucian cultivation. He's only fifteen years old, but he's already reached the level of a Bachelor of Arts. The next level up is a Great Confucian or a Sage of Literature. The child says he wants to achieve immortality through literature. He has to buy expensive medicinal herbs for bathing and cleansing himself during this cultivation process. It's too expensive..."

The old princess said, "Look at what you're saying. He's your son. As a father, you don't give him money and ask others to give it to him. How can that be right? Since he recognizes you as his father, you should stand up for yourself and give your son some melons and dates. What's wrong with that?"

They didn't expect this child to be so talented. If he grew up in Prince Xian's Mansion, they would be happy to spend any amount of money on him.

It’s not bad now. I recognize the virtuous king as my father, and it won’t be long before I recognize them as my grandmother and grandfather.

The old princess gritted her teeth and called out a maidservant with a makeup box. "This is my personal savings. Give it to Siqi. If he doesn't have enough flowers, just send some to the mansion. His grandmother has more here."

The virtuous prince reached out to take it, but the old princess stopped him, "Xiang'er, don't give it to him. If you give it to him, who knows who he'll give it to? He's always deceiving his superiors and subordinates. Go there in person and tell Mr. Han San that this is a gift from his grandmother."

"Yes, old princess!"

The old virtuous king said, "I'll give him one too. After all, he's my own grandson, not a stranger. I'll give him a bigger portion."

The old couple sent several carts of things to Han Siqi and sent them to the General's Mansion.