Comprehensive Qiongyao's Emperor Cultivation Strategy

"Dong dong dong!" There was a knock on the door, Xia Yuhe stood up and straightened her clothes, looked at her bun in the mirror, and then went to open the door.For Xia Yuhe, every time she knocked on the door, it might be an opportunity to bring her into the capital to meet that man... That's why she pays so much attention to appearance?

Xia Ziwei watched and could only shake his head. Of course he knew that she would never be able to wait for that person in her life——Qianlong, his wife had several concubines running all over the mountains, and even his mistress caught countless jumps in one net. How could it be possible? Remember her, a little lotus by the Daming Lake in Jinan City?

The two-year-old body has difficulty doing anything, and everything he says is childish, and the things in the package are less. The only thing he can do is to pretend to be good in front of his mother Xia Yuhe.

"Yuhe, where's Ziwei?" Xia Ziwei's grandfather and Xia Yuhe's father came in.Xia Ziwei knew that his mother must be sad again.

"The child is sleepy and has been lying down." Xia Yuhe stood up and served tea to her father, "Is mother doing well these days? Is she alright?"

"She's not bad. It's just you... Yuhe, have you thought about it?" Xia Ziwei's grandfather didn't drink the tea, but held it in his hand to warm it.It was drizzling outside, and this cup of tea warmed hands was just right, "Zhang Juren's house is gone. Although you married to fill in the house, but his family is clean and expensive, and the population is clear. There are no in-laws and concubines in the afternoon. You won't be wronged by the past..."

"Father, you clearly know...it's impossible." Xia Yuhe sighed, her eyes fell on the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, "I am the emperor's woman, even if he never comes back, I have to tell myself I have to wait...for a lifetime, until I die to be freed—otherwise, what else can I do, dad, if I really go out to marry someone, and this matter is stabbed by some conscience-stricken person, how can you do it? What to do, what should mother do, what should Ziwei do...what can all the clansmen do?"

Xia Zi was slightly dumbfounded.

If he was really only two years old, he would not be able to understand the meaning of Xia Yuhe's words at all, but in fact, the core of his two-year-old skin is several years older than that of Xia Yuhe, how could he not understand the meaning of her words ?

That's right, many people said that Xia Yuhe was stupid and waited for so many years, but how could she not wait?It's not that life is too long!The emperor went out and said it was a private visit in a micro-service, and you believed him? !He can be merciful everywhere, he can find things to do when he has nothing to do, but who dares to fight against him?

Reality is very different from fiction.

Xia Zi rubbed his eyes slightly, and hummed on the bed: "Mother..."

"Zi...Ziwei!" Xia Yuhe hurried over to pick him up, "Why... are you awake?" She carried him in front of her father, "Look, grandpa is here."

"Grandpa!" Xia Zi blinked his watery eyes slightly, and greeted his grandfather.

"Ziwei has grown up again!" His grandfather went over and held him in his arms and pinched him. A child changes every day. This Xia Ziwei has already acquired the advantages of his parents when he grows up. He is as beautiful as the one in the painting. Like a baby, although the old man of the Xia family said he didn't like his biological father, he liked this child because he was his grandson after all.

"Grandpa, Ziwei will grow very big soon, and then protect mother, grandpa and grandma... so that bad people can't come and bully us!" A two-year-old child, talking like this is really exhausting, Xia Ziwei bit his tongue , Trying to make myself not much different from a two-year-old doll. "Mother's eyes are watering again..."

"Ah...Ziwei is a good boy..." Xia Lao sighed, but his eyes were shrewd.

Xia Yuhe was silent.

"Yuhe, how about...let's do that." Elder Xia looked at her daughter, "It's not a solution for Ziwei to pretend to be a girl. When he is four years old, I will find him some teachers—Man Han You have to learn the Mongolian language, and everything is arranged the same as in that place, when the time comes...let’s talk about it.”

"Ziwei is not a girl!" Xia Ziwei bit her finger and said naively—finally she was able to blatantly bite her finger without being laughed at. Although Xia Ziwei felt that the more she lived, the more she lived, but this little hobby She kept it, "Besides, the black dog next door scolded Ziwei again yesterday..."

"Ziwei, as a mother, I don't want you to pretend to be a girl, and I don't want to... take you here alone, and I don't want people to poke Mother's back and say you are a wild child without a father..." Xia Yuhe finally started crying at this time, and the tears fell down, but it was not at all like the pear blossoms with rain in Xia Ziwei's dream before, but a little more determined and courageous.

"Hey, Yuhe, how much can he understand when you tell him this?" Elder Xia held his grandson in his arms and teased him, "I can only hate that heartbroken man, if Ziwei is a girl, teach him and send him away." I can still mess with him when I go back, but the boy..."

"Boy, how can he want it!" Xia Yuhe snorted coldly, "Ziwei, your father is not a good person, even if he recognizes you in the future, don't believe him, understand?"

Anyway, if a two-year-old child can understand it, that’s the case. Besides, he is raised as a girl, and he doesn’t need to go out to meet people at all. It’s just that he has taught these things now, so he can really recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors in the future. Well, it's not bad just to let this child grind that heartbroken man well.

No matter how much Xia Yuhe likes the emperor, it is wishful thinking to let her not feel resentment after waiting for so many years—especially when a woman is most vulnerable when she gives birth, she gave birth to a son alone, and there is no sign of him , and had to endure the nanny assigned to her son by the county magistrate... Just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable!

Indeed, the emperor left, and the emperor forgot, but his subordinates never left or forgot, they still stared at her for him!

Xia Ziwei, who had always thought that Xia Yuhe was an idiot, finally figured out that his mother was Xia Yuhe. Xia Yuhe liked Emperor Qianlong, but Xia Yuhe hated Qianlong's betrayal even more—especially since she hadn't even had a chance to meet anyone else. , there are people around them staring at their big family... No wonder, no wonder I always felt that something went wrong when watching the drama, so... the mistake is here!

But even if Xia Ziwei found out about this situation, and even Xia's father and daughter told him about this situation, they still regarded him as a two-year-old child, let alone expect him to remember this.But talking and doing things are also called precepts and deeds. Since Xia Ziwei was two years old, he had seen the true colors of the Xia family's father and daughter. How could he be let go so easily?

So, at the age of four, Xia Ziwei had to accept the courses that the legendary "Xia Ziwei" would accept - asking someone to teach him reading and writing, playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even masters in Manchu and Mongolian. .

"Ziwei, what did you learn today?" Xia Yuhe would check his son's studies every day.

The same is true for Xia Ziwei, from the time when he was dazzled when reading traditional Chinese characters until he was able to write a few decent characters with a pen, it took less than half a year - before he crossed over, he saw those writing with a brush and thought it was just For writing, the tip of the pen should be softer. Who knows that after picking it up, I heard that there are so many strokes and styles. He has to practice hundreds of times for just a single stroke of red!

Outrageous!

At this time, Xia Ziwei felt that it would have been much easier if he had traveled with his Wanhua number back then - at least he used a brush!

But...he used the Wudu LOLI number, and he brought the skills of the five poisons. In the future...if he really has nowhere to go, maybe he can make money by playing the flute or something. The “Stirring Snake” is summoned, COS India Asan, come to a snake training show or something, maybe it will have a good effect?

Of course, these are all his thoughts, and what he thinks means...he can't really do that.