Misfortune and blessing

Time flies, and ten years have passed.

Yuehe, who thought she would be prosperous and rich from now on, just like Song Feiwen reminded, made a mistake in her wishful thinking.

A few months after she gave birth to Wei Xi, two of Wade's concubines gave birth to sons one after another. A year later, two more sons and a daughter were born. Even the Wang family gave birth to a son three years later. .

Yuehe has no talent and incompetence, neither literature nor martial arts, let alone cook something delicious, embroider something nice to please Wade, relying only on her own beauty, but her appearance is perishable, plus Wade As the power grows stronger, so many dignitaries from all walks of life want to curry favor with him. Apart from gold and silver, there are beauties. Therefore, Yue He only lived a short period of good life, but ended up in the depressing end of being alone in the empty boudoir.

Compared with her mother's depression and joylessness, Wei Xi is very upbeat.

Although congenitally deficient and small in stature, he is gifted and intelligent. He has a vivid memory of all kinds of books. What his master teaches, he knows everything he hears.He insisted on comparing Wei's family with a bunch of delicate and precious children with mediocre aptitude who couldn't bear hardships or put in hard work.

People are easy to compare, especially a person of Wade's status. When he is young, he must have something other than himself to set him apart. Compared with wealth, wives and concubines, it is too ordinary. Ridiculous, but Bi Zidi is different.

There is an eldest son who is admired by everyone, and even the emperor has to inquire about it.

Hearing that Xiao Boyuan wanted Wei Xi, who was only ten years old, to study with him in the palace, Wade was full of pride.Fortunately, Wang repeatedly asked him not to let Wei Xi study, but he did not agree.

Although Xiao Boyuan is mediocre, the Queen Fang's family is very talented, capable of writing and martial arts, and the three sons she gave birth to are all spoiled and spoiled, and they must not be easy to get along with.

In particular, the eldest son of the emperor, Xiao Yujin, is fourteen years old. Although there are many rumors that he once fought with his mother on the battlefield, but now he actually finds his son to accompany him to read. It's half false, and it's true that you need someone else's help.

Wade has always been only for himself, so of course he doesn't feel sorry for his son's situation. Besides, Wei Xi's trip is to save face for him, even if his palace is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den?Without any hesitation at the moment, she only informed Yue He to prepare for one or two, and then sent Wei Xi into the palace.

Yue He hasn't seen Wade for a long time, at first she thought that her husband had changed his mind, but when she heard that her son was going to enter the palace, she immediately burst into tears and runny nose.

Seeing this, Wade spat. "Why are you crying? This is a good thing. Those princes are the future principals. If they are caught in the eye, will they not be able to get promoted and make a fortune in the future?"

"But... but I heard that those princes have bad personalities and are good at bullying... What if Xi'er enters the palace and is bullied?" I can read.

Wade gave her a white look. "Did you take care of him again these years?" Although he left everything in the family to Wang, but everything could not escape his eyes, Yuehe has been unhappy every day since she lost power, and has never been in Weixi I really did my best. "It's better to take good care of my son than to cry and make trouble there, so that no one will look down on our Wei family!" After finishing speaking, he walked away.

Yue He blinked, not knowing whether to be sad or happy for a while, when she saw her son Wei Xi coming to her side without a sound.

Yue He was startled and shouted. "Xi'er."

"Mother." Although Wei Xi, who is half-closed, has good looks, she has neither vigor nor a smile. She looks like a child who has been ill for a long time, and she is not likable at all.

Holding her son's slender hands, Yue He sighed heavily, and then, with no ink in her stomach, she began to talk about Wei Xi's entry into the palace, sometimes joyful, sometimes worried, and in the end, even her I don't even understand what I'm talking about.

But Wei Xi listened and just nodded. "The child knows."

Seeing this, Yuehe didn't know whether to be happy or sad, so she could only forcefully add one sentence. "If they really bully you... don't be afraid of them, you are the son of Xiangye."

The corners of Wei Xi's mouth trembled slightly, and he said again that the child knows.Of course, he knew very well that his mother knew nothing.

***

Wenhan Pavilion.

Different from the magnificence of other palaces in the imperial city, carved dragons and painted buildings, this place is full of bookcases and all kinds of books, and it is a place for princes to study.

A few days ago, Wei Xi was led by his father to the emperor's imperial study to pay his respects to Xiao Boyuan. Before dawn that morning, he was put in a carriage and brought into the imperial city.

In Wenhan Pavilion, on a large board in front, there is a piece of paper with something written on it.

Sitting inside was a child who seemed to be very small in age, without a crown or a bun, and with long hair hanging on his shoulders. I saw him copying something desperately without saying a word or turning his head.

One after another the children came in, sometimes several together, many people also read what was written on the board, some took a book and flipped through it, and some took a stack of them greedily, but, after a while, they heard Some people gathered around to chat and laugh, and they didn't read any books. They just looked around or played or made trouble, not knowing what they were looking at.

When Wei Xi came in, there were already a dozen children sitting inside.He glanced at the paper on the board, walked to the bookcase, picked out a book he was interested in, and sat down in a seat in front.I don't know whether this sitting is right or wrong, and it has already attracted some children's whispers, but Wei Xili ignored it and didn't feel it at all.

The hour is approaching.

The children who came to Wenhan Pavilion early in the morning were like worms, especially those who had gathered to chat just now had nothing to talk about and started to throw things away.The few people looking around were fascinated by the nonsense people, wishing they could join in the fun.

But the children who copied continued to copy, and the children who read continued to read.

In a blink of an eye, after another half an hour, a tall child in the group who had just thrown away things stood up impatiently.

One of the companions spoke. "Sicong, where are you going?"

Zhou Sicong, the son of Zhou Shangshu in the Ministry of Rites, raised his chin. "It's been two hours since morning, I don't want to wait any longer."

"But……"

"Chen Mutang, you have to wait, wait by yourself." Zhou Sicong snorted. "You obviously asked us to come, but you didn't show up for a long time. You obviously look down on people."

Written by Chen Mutang, son of Chen Shilang of the Ministry of War. "Not good? My father said that these princes are not easy to mess with. Maybe... maybe this is their trick? Let's see if we can hold our temper, or something like that."

Another man named Li Liwen followed suit. "I think so too, not to mention that the paper on the board also said that Young Master Chen has something to do this morning and asked us to review the book first. After all, we are the sons of high officials, so it's impossible to play us for fools, right?"

"That's right!" Chen Mutang's voice became louder when he saw someone standing beside him. "Anyway, we've been here for two hours, and it's not too late, Sicong, let's wait a little longer."

Hearing this, Zhou Sicong snorted. "If I say I want to leave, I will leave. Even my father dare not control me. Who are you, Chen Mutang, who dare to block me?"

Looking at his fierce look, Chen Mutang couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "I didn't say that you must stay, besides, it was my cousin who kept begging me, so I..."

It turned out to be his mother's fault, Zhou Sicong slapped the table viciously, because he was tall and powerful, and with this slap, not only his table shook, but everyone's tables shook as well. Drops of ink fell finely from the tip of the pen, staining a small piece of snow on the head under his hand.The child who was writing desperately saw a small dot on his paper that he had to look carefully to see clearly, and his face immediately changed.

Zhou Sicong shouted. "Who do you think you are? You also want to take care of me?" After speaking, he raised his fist and was about to hit someone.

Chen Mutang immediately hid behind Li Liwen. "I... didn't want to take care of you." With such a relative, it was too late for him to hide.

"Okay, stop making trouble, it's not a big deal."

Li Liwen's words aroused Zhou Sicong's even greater anger. "Who are you talking about?"

Everyone was already attracted by the meaning of these three people. They were either watching or sitting in their seats, watching them, except Wei Xi who was reading a book.

Zhou Sicong grabbed Li Liwen's collar angrily and shouted. "Say it!"

Li Liwen spat at him. "You fight, if you dare to beat someone in the imperial city, you will be captured by the Habayashi army later."

A few words made Zhou Sicong even more angry. "Okay, I'm going to try, whether you can stand it, or I was taken away!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Sicong's fists had already landed on Li Liwen like raindrops. Li Liwen opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and suffered a few painful blows. Because of the pain, his anger rose all of a sudden, and he lost his mind and shouted, Then he slammed into Zhou Sicong's stomach desperately.

The ones who came were all the noble sons of the family, Master Ao, especially Zhou Sicong, who was the bully of the family. How often did someone fight back against him like this?A burst of anger rushed to the forehead, and two fists hit Li Liwen's back vigorously.

Li Liwen was so painful that tears were about to fall, but it was impossible for him to admit defeat. He opened his mouth and bit Zhou Sicong's fat belly. , bumped into many tables and chairs back and forth, making a loud noise.

Compared with the viciousness of the two fighting to death, everyone was stunned for a moment, no one dared to enter the battle, and no one wanted to be a peacemaker.

The original party, Chen Mutang, even grabbed his neckline, secretly rejoicing in his heart that he was not the one who was beaten.

Just when everyone was dumbfounded, the child with long hair moved a chair and placed it next to the two people who were fighting. Then, he picked up a big wooden bucket from there and climbed onto the chair neatly.

Then, there was a crash.

The little man tipped his hand, and the water in the big wooden bucket fell on Zhou Sicong and Li Liwen, and many people at the scene also suffered.

The original study room became extremely chaotic because of the overturned tables and chairs and the bucket of water.

Zhou Sicong was not an easy character to provoke, and he hadn't vented enough anger just now, and now someone dared to pour water on him, and he was so angry that he left Li Liwen and jumped up from the ground. little man. "How dare you dare to throw your uncle at you?"