Plum blossoms bloom several times in the south of the Yangtze River

Jiang Zeji's dinner was served in Cheng'en Hall.The palace people didn't say a word except cloth dishes.When eating, there is no such thing as eating without talking.Concubine Jing would say that Fu Jinghong and sister Aluan were picky eaters, and the emperor would talk to Concubine Jing about what happened during the day.Jiang Zeji suddenly felt that this was not an imperial palace, but an ordinary family.He couldn't help smiling, picked up the wine glass, and took another sip of the peach blossom wine, it was sweet and delicious.

Fu Shaocheng looked at Jiang Zeji who was sitting in front of him with his ears blushing, and couldn't help being a little amused, this kid doesn't have a drinker at all.

"Manman, it's getting late, you can take him back to Zhaoqing Hall. Chongwen Hall is too far away, there is already wine, if you turn around and blow the wind, you will have a headache the next day."

Jiang Zeji listened in a daze, then struggled to get up and saluted Fu Shaocheng.

"Zeji was rude today, please forgive me."

Seeing him like this, Pei Luoluo couldn't help laughing, and said, "This kid is really looking for someone to hurt."

Then, she turned her head to look at Fu Jinghong, and said, "Take him back to Zhaoqing Hall, drink a bowl of hangover soup before going to bed, and let Shi Xingde send someone to watch at night, so don't turn around and make trouble. No one is there. Also, your side hall Could it be inhabited?"

Fu Jinghong nodded, then turned his head to look at Jiang Zeji, and said, "Mother, don't worry. The people in Zhaoqing Hall are diligent, and the side halls are cleaned every day."

Only then did Pei Luoluo let the two of them go back, and asked Su Ye to stare at them.This half-child, no matter how careful his heart is, there are still places where he doesn't think carefully.

Sitting on the shoulders, Jiang Zeji always felt that he was about to slide down, and he couldn't help but tense up, for fear of embarrassing himself.

When they arrived at Zhaoqing Hall, Jiang Zeji drank a bowl of hangover soup, and Shi Xingde mixed it into the side hall. The peach blossom wine had a strong aftertaste, and Jiang Zeji fell asleep on the bed.

Fu Jinghong, however, has always had a large amount of wine and is good at wine, but nothing happened. After he cleaned up, he sat on the couch and glanced at the book, when he heard a scream from the side hall, he hurriedly put the book Throw it aside, and rush over with people.

When he entered the side hall, he saw Jiang Zeji sitting on the bed, staring fixedly at the top of the bed, pointing at it, and said, "What is this?"

Xiaoluzi also watched tremblingly.Zhao Jin was calm, turned his head and glanced, and said, "Return to Your Highness, it's a bat."

Hearing this, Jiang Zeji immediately jumped off the bed and jumped directly to Fu Jinghong's side, vividly interpreting what it means to run away.

Fu Jinghong smiled and said, "Your Highness, have you never seen a bat?"

Jiang Zeji nodded and said: "There are few bats in the north. Although I have seen them, they are all small. The bats here are too big. You don't know, when I opened my eyes just now, I saw it staring at me with burning eyes. Me, it's as if you want to eat me."

The little servant just reached out to catch the bat. Hearing what he said, he couldn't help but look down. It's only the size of a palm. Is it so scary?

Fu Jinghong also smiled when he heard this, and said: "After hearing your description, it's a bit scary."

Jiang Zeji nodded and said, "Can I sleep with you tonight? I don't want to stay in this side hall. I'm afraid of these things. I was stung by a bee when I was a child, so I have shadows."

Fu Jinghong laughed out loud when he heard this, and said, "Okay. It just so happens that it's still early, and you're sober again, so we can still talk at night by candlelight."

Jiang Zeji nodded, blushing and led the palace servants to follow Fu Jinghong to the main hall.Ever since he was stung by a bee when he was a child, he has been terrified of these things, and when he sees them, he feels sick to his heart and feels uncomfortable all over his body.

Fu Jinghong asked Jiang Zeji to sit on the couch, poured him a cup of tea, and said, "This is the fruit tea made by my mother. It's the most suitable for the evening. Drinking it won't make you sleepy. My father likes it the most." .”

Jiang Zeji took it and took a sip, and it tasted really good.He stared at the teacup for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Is it true that the emperors and empresses in the world respect each other as guests?"

Fu Jinghong was stunned by his question and didn't know how to answer for a while.He tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "Perhaps the relationship between the emperor and empress is not only a husband and wife relationship, but also many other factors? Therefore, we can only respect each other as guests."

Jiang Zeji nodded, maybe because he was still drinking, or maybe because he trusted the person in front of him for no reason, he continued.

"Your royal father and your concubine mother have such a good relationship. So do my royal father and my little mother. However, he has no relationship with my mother's queen."

Jiang Zeji's voice was low, and it sounded a little sad.

"It's not easy for us juniors to talk about the elders, but your father loves you too, right?"

Jiang Zeji nodded when he heard this, and said, "Yes, I have lived with him in Chang'an Palace since I was a child. He often hugs me and plays with me."

Fu Jinghong heard this, but felt that Jiang Zeji was so cute and stupid, and he could still be stung by bees when he was beside his father, which shows that the emperor of the Northern Dynasty was also unreliable.

"When I was a child, I also lived in Ganlu Hall with my father." Fu Jinghong said, "I also made a lot of water on his bed. Actually, I can't blame me, it's because he gave me a bad nickname."

Hearing this, Jiang Zeji was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud, isn't it?

"Your nickname sounds nice." Jiang Zeji said, "I think it sounds nicer than mine."

"Then we will call each other by nicknames when there is no one else in the future, okay?" Fu Jinghong asked suddenly.

"Okay." Jiang Zeji agreed very simply.

The two chatted for a long time, until the palace guard came in to remind them that it was already the second watch, and then they went back to sleep.

Fu Jinghong was lying on the bed, looking at the curtain, and felt that the emperor of the Northern Dynasty also had his own plans, otherwise, why didn't he establish a prince with such a legitimate son, because he wanted to have a son with his favorite concubine.He turned his head to look at Jiang Zeji, who was fast asleep, and couldn't help being a little amused. How could he be so innocent as a child born in the palace? He would even foolishly count money for others after being tricked.