Rong Ting used to think that his father didn't have any hobbies. Oh, that's not right. He did have a hobby, and that was to deceive his mother.
When he returned from the modern era to the ancient era, Rong Ting found that his father was suddenly very arrogant!
There must be a reason for this abnormality.
He remembered what his mother had said. When people were in love, they would involuntarily want to dress themselves up beautifully. He thought that although men and women were not on the same wavelength, they were all human and should be similar in important matters. Could it be that his father … wanted to fall in love?
Rong Ting knew that he was very selfish. He didn't know if his mother had a boyfriend in the modern era. In any case, he couldn't see it, so he just assumed that his mother didn't have a boyfriend!
If his father wanted to fall in love, if he wanted to be with someone else, unless he was dead, blind, or deaf, he could forget about it.
The eleven-year-old Rong Ting was very busy every day. He was no longer satisfied with listening to the Grand Tutor's teachings. He remembered that his mother once said that true knowledge came from practice. For example, if he hadn't transmigrated to the modern era, how would he know the price of vegetables and rice? He needed to know what the common people were like. He needed to know if the common people could afford to eat. He needed to know that no one could deceive him. Before he ascended the throne, he had a lot of time to practice.
Of course, when the father and son were talking happily, Rong Ting would occasionally say something to stab him. "I hid my identity and traveled among the common people because I wanted to know the common people's situation, not to fall in love."
Yung Heng: "… …"
This would probably become his dark history.
"Don't say such strange things in front of others." Yung Heng still had a headache.
Why? Rong Ting relied on the fact that he was a trendsetter. There were a few times when he was so angry that he even said that the ministers were country bumpkins.
"Father, don't you listen to my mother? You don't care about those ministers. They actually send you memorials every two to three days to choose a consort for me! I'm only eleven years old this year, and I'm still in primary school in the modern era. They're already urging me to fall in love? " The more Rong Ting thought about it, the angrier he got. "I don't have time for this kind of thing. I'm still in primary school. Primary school students will be called to their parents if they fall in love early!"
Aren't these ministers a little too deranged?
He was only eleven years old and he wanted to introduce a girlfriend to him. If this was in modern times, he would be scolded so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.
Yung Heng was also helpless. "I've already rejected them. It's just that you can't stop others from doing this. They can say whatever they want. I won't listen. "
"Mother said that I can only think about those things after I turn eighteen." Rong Ting didn't really take Song Yuan's words as an imperial edict. He really didn't have the mood to think about these things. "Anyway, I won't consider it before I'm 18. Dating before that is all puppy love."
"Got it."
The ministers were very satisfied with Rong Ting, especially the Grand Tutor. In the past, he only praised him for his talent and intelligence, but now it was different. He wished he could teach Rong Ting everything he knew.
Rong Ting did not let them down. He was much better than Yung Heng in the past.
To Yung Heng's relief, perhaps his son would really become an open and aboveboard emperor. He would be a better emperor than him.
He finally had an explanation for the country and the people.
"Is there anything else?" Yung Heng asked him.
Rong Ting finally remembered the important matter, and his face couldn't help but darken. From his standpoint, he didn't want his father to be emotionally involved with anyone else. Although his father had indeed been very lonely these past few years, that was the result of his own choice. If his father fell in love with someone else, or was with someone else, he couldn't accept it no matter what. Especially when he thought that his mother might also be alone in modern times, he felt that it was very unfair.
"Father, I heard that you now run around the palace every morning when you get up." Rong Ting knew that his father wasn't his mother. Even though their relationship had become much closer because of their adventures in modern times, his father was still not someone he could treat impudently. To be fair, as a son, he really didn't have the right to comment on his father's affairs in the palace, nor could he express any opinions. If news of his father keeping his chastity for his "dead" mother spread out, even his staunch supporter, the Grand Tutor, would probably scold him as an unfilial son.
Yung Heng glanced at him. "Running in the morning is good for your health."
"But you didn't know how to run in the past."
Rong Ting's words were more tactful. In the past, His Majesty would take a rest after dealing with government affairs and reviewing memorials. But now, it was different. Running in the early morning, perhaps before the sun rose, or even when the temperature was very low? That was too wrong!
"Times have changed." Yung Heng glanced at him. "You came all the way here to find me because of this?"
That wasn't it.
Rong Ting shook his head. "I'm too worried about Father. I heard that Father always summons imperial physicians, fearing that Father is ill. Father, you are the pillar of the Daye Dynasty."
Yung Heng's expression changed a little at this point.
He cleared his throat and said, "I'm fine."
Rong Ting didn't want to scold him. He had heard that his father summoned imperial physicians to ask about ways to maintain his youthful appearance!
As the ruler of the country, did his father need to maintain his youthful appearance? How many people dared to look directly at the Emperor's face? Moreover, as the Emperor, why would he need to maintain his youthful appearance? Rong Ting thought about it and felt that his father really looked like someone who was in love.
His mother had said that people who were in love would always pay extra attention to their image. A sloppy man might become clean, at least on the outside, and a woman would buy new clothes and put on makeup …
"Father, you said that we are father and son. There shouldn't be any secrets between father and son. I just want to ask you, are you … "Rong Ting paused, pursed his lips, and felt sad for his mother." Are you in love with someone? "
Without waiting for Yung Heng to answer, Rong Ting said in a steady tone, "For so many years, I know that you have been lonely. There is nothing else in your life except for the affairs of the country. You are still in the prime of your life. If you have someone in love, this son will naturally give you his blessings."
When the father and son talked in private, they always used "you", "you", and "I" to address each other.
As the saying goes, the older the ginger, the spicier it is. When Yung Heng heard Rong Ting refer to himself as "this son", he knew that his son was digging a hole for him.
Although his son said it so nicely, he could guarantee that as long as he said that he liked someone else, his son would fall out with him at any time. No, he wouldn't fall out with him in public, but it was hard to say what would happen in private.
Yung Heng was still the same as before. He was still sinister and cunning, and his scheming was far from what a magnanimous person like Rong Ting could compare to.
Yung Heng sighed. "We have been back for so many years. Do you still remember your mother's appearance?"
"Of course I remember." He had never forgotten.
"I am old." Yung Heng's expression was lonely. "I am afraid that one day, I will be old and dim-sighted, and I won't even remember what she looks like."
Rong Ting's heart softened when he heard this.
In fact, his father was not old. He was in the prime of his life in his thirties.
Other than his white hair, he didn't have any other signs of aging.
But he also knew that his father and mother would meet again … No, they probably wouldn't meet again.
"That won't happen." Rong Ting said softly, "If you forget, I will tell you. Moreover, there are so many paintings in your secret room. Aren't they all of mother's paintings?"
Yung Heng laughed self-deprecatingly. "I am afraid that when we meet again, I will be old. At that time, will she still recognize me?"
This …
Rong Ting couldn't guarantee for his mother.
"Rong Ting, I've never had such thoughts about anyone other than your imperial mother. You should know this better than anyone else. Not in the past, not now, and not in the future. In this life, I am ashamed to face her. As her husband, I have never accompanied her properly. In the past, I even promised to take her around, but I didn't do it. "
Hearing this, Rong Ting's expression was grave and stern, but he didn't say anything.
The matter between his parents … How should he put it?
"I have fulfilled my responsibility to the throne, to the country, and to the people. Actually, "Yung Heng said softly," I think that being Xie Heng is not bad. "
Rong Ting felt bad when he saw his father like this. He sat down next to him and poured a cup of tea for his father. He comforted him softly, "Father, don't be like this. Whether it is mother, me, or you, we all have to be happy."
They had agreed.
Yung Heng looked at him calmly. "Do you really want me to be happy?"
Rong Ting nodded. "Of course. Imperial Mother is my Imperial Mother and Imperial Father is also my Imperial Father. "
"That's all I need to hear." Rong Heng smiled.
Good child. quot;
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