In Rong Ting's education, even if it was his Imperial Father, to him, he was still a monarch. First, he was a monarch, then a father. Thunder and rain, they were all the grace of the monarch. Even if his maternal grandfather was Imperial Mother's biological father, he should not be so bold. Fortunately, there was no one else present. If someone with ulterior motives heard it, even Imperial Mother would be implicated.
Song Haiping, a middle-aged man in his forties, was stunned by the imposing manner of the five- or six-year-old Rong Ting.
"Child, how can you speak like that!"
What Monarch … what the hell is this!?
Rong Ting's expression did not change as he said sternly, "Maternal Grandfather, although Imperial Mother is the mother of the country, she is still treading on thin ice in the imperial harem. I hope that Maternal Grandfather will be careful with his words and actions in the future and not implicate Imperial Mother!"
In fact, Rong Ting was also a proud person. He had never interacted with his maternal grandfather, so he did not have any feelings for him. He liked his maternal grandfather because he was Imperial Mother's father. Growing up in the palace, Rong Ting was second only to one person and above thousands. Everyone he met, except for his Imperial Father, was a servant. He was also educated that imperial power was paramount. Now that someone was challenging imperial power and insulting the monarch in front of him, he could not accept it.
What he could not accept even more was that his maternal grandfather's words and actions would affect Imperial Mother.
Song Yuan was almost used to Rong Ting's way of speaking, but Song Haiping had just met Rong Ting, so he could not help but be stunned by his literary words.
"What is he saying? Why can't I understand a single word?" Song Haiping looked at Song Yuan, his face full of confusion. After this incident, he no longer had the anger of wanting to draw his sword and slaughter the beast.
Song Yuan sighed, pulled Rong Ting over, and said to Song Haiping, "Father, Gugu is still young. He can't tell the difference between ancient and modern times. He thinks that this is ancient times, so he is old-fashioned and serious. However, he doesn't have any bad intentions. However, it's best not to talk bad about his father in front of the child. It's not good. "
After that, she lowered her head and looked at Rong Ting. "Gugu, that's my father. I don't care what people taught you in ancient times, but in modern times, whether you're my child or not, you have to learn to respect your elders. Do you understand?"
Both of them were "educated".
Rong Ting actually listened to Song Yuan. Just like now, he did not say anything.
The three of them had a simple dinner, which was cooked by Song Yuan. Originally, Song Haiping wanted to show off his cooking skills to his daughter. His cooking skills were not bad, but after that incident, he did not even have the mood to eat, let alone cook.
Song Yuan had explained to Song Haiping 800 times and swore to God 800 times. She definitely didn't do anything that she shouldn't have done before she became a minor! She definitely didn't eat the forbidden fruit with a male classmate and get pregnant!
Rong Ting also had a straight face. He was speechless as he explained that he was definitely not an illegitimate child. He was the legitimate son of the Empress and the current crown prince.
Song Haiping's tolerance was limited. After dinner, he did not attend the drinking party. He took a shower and went back to the guest room to sleep.
Song Yuan probably inherited his carefree and happy-go-lucky personality. Song Haiping also realized that no matter what happened, whether it was time travel or puppy love, if this kid was really his daughter's child, then their family would not be able to avoid it! He had to accept it even if he didn't want to. He couldn't just throw this kid away and send him away. If he did, then he would be struck by lightning. If he was his Song family's child, then he would accept it. If he wasn't, then even the Heavenly King would not be able to scam him.
Despite his thoughts, Song Haiping still couldn't sleep that night.
The closer it was to night, the more awake he became. He calculated the timeline and recalled his daughter's experiences from junior high to senior high. In the end, he confirmed that if this brat wanted to coax his daughter, it would be a little difficult. He knew that it was very troublesome for girls to be rebellious during puberty. Therefore, during her junior high and senior high years, he gave his daughter's form teacher many gifts and even helped her high school form teacher's nephew solve a job problem. Because of this friendship, his daughter was definitely in the spotlight during her junior high years.
Although he and his ex-wife were not particularly responsible, they were not so ignorant that their daughter was pregnant and had given birth …
The more Song Haiping thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He simply got up and went to the guest room. Rong Ting was already asleep. He was a child and tired during the day, so he slept especially soundly. Song Haiping looked at Rong Ting's face through the moonlight. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that if someone said that this child had nothing to do with his Yuanyuan … even he would not believe it.
This child did not look like an idiot, but why did he speak like a person from ancient times? Could it be that the time travel that his daughter talked about really existed?
Song Haiping slapped his forehead and said to himself, "He's crazy!!"
***
Song Haiping did not show any signs of fatigue despite not sleeping the whole night. He brushed his teeth and washed his face early in the morning. When Rong Ting woke up, he followed behind Rong Ting and watched the child squeeze out toothpaste, brush his teeth, and then wash his face …
Rong Ting saw that Song Haiping was following him and said helplessly, "Grandfather, what are your orders?"
After a night of torment, Song Haiping's eye bags were even bigger. "Child, are you hungry?"
Rong Ting was confused by this question, but he still answered honestly, "I'm okay."
He was now slowly learning how to speak like the people here. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to communicate.
"Then you're hungry." Song Haiping patted his pocket. "Come, let's go out for breakfast. It's my treat. Let Yuanyuan have a good sleep, and we'll bring breakfast back for her."
Rong Ting hesitated.
Song Haiping took it as a yes, and pulled him towards the door in a manner that would not allow him to refuse.
Rong Ting was small in stature, so he was dragged along by him. He could not help but think that his grandfather was indeed worthy of the title of Great General. He was bold and strong.
The grandfather and grandson pair went out. The autumn morning was not too hot, so Song Haiping turned his head to look at Rong Ting. He took off his coat and put it on him.
Rong Ting was a little uncomfortable. "I'm not cold."
"Yuanyuan too. Why didn't she buy you a few sets of clothes?" Song Haiping said again. "You look good in these clothes, but are they comfortable and warm?"
"I'm not cold."
Song Haiping sighed and put one hand into his trouser pocket. He was in his forties, but he took good care of himself. His hair was thick and black, and his posture was tall and straight. He did not have a beer belly, and he paid attention to his appearance. He looked no different from a young man in his thirties.
Rong Ting saw that Song Haiping did not speak. He had always been curious about his grandfather and his uncle, the God of War. Now that he saw him in person, it seemed that he was different from the rumors.
Rumor had it that his grandfather was brave and good at war when he was young, and had made great contributions to the Daye Dynasty. Unfortunately, he injured his leg during the Eastward Expedition. Since then, he had been relieved of his duties and recuperated at home. It was not that people did not speculate that his grandfather was afraid of the meritorious officials. However, when his father succeeded the throne and appointed his grandfather's son as the Great General, the rumors slowly died down. Later, his father probably did the same thing as his grandfather.
"I didn't expect that my grandfather and mother would live in seclusion here." Rong Ting took the initiative to speak. He wanted to chat with Song Haiping. He was still very interested in his past heroic deeds.
Song Haiping's scalp went numb when he heard his grandfather's words, because it made him think of the words "time travel".
However, subconsciously, he already believed what his daughter said.
So many things had happened. If this child was really his daughter's biological son, he could not have jumped out of a stone!
After thinking for a while, the grandfather and grandson pair walked out of the neighborhood. There was a street nearby that sold breakfast, and the business was very prosperous. Song Haiping glanced at Rong Ting. It was unknown what he was thinking, but he casually said, "I've been to the Forbidden City no less than ten times. It's too big. In the past, I've only heard the tour guides talk about it. Actually, I'm also quite interested in the ancient times. I don't know if there are really three thousand concubines in the harem. If there really are that many, I don't think the Forbidden City can fit all of them."
At his age, Rong Ting liked to nitpick. When he heard Song Haiping's words, he stopped in his tracks and raised his head to look at him. He pointed out seriously, "Grandfather, first of all, men outside the family are not allowed to enter the harem. Second of all, Father Emperor's harem does not have three thousand concubines. Father Emperor is diligent in political affairs and is a wise ruler. There are only a dozen or so concubines in the harem."
Song Haiping also stopped in his tracks when he heard this. He was silent for a while, and then he burned with anger, "A dozen or so concubines? A dozen or so! Is this still considered a small number?! "
He was furious. Once he accepted the fact that this brat was born of his daughter who had transmigrated to ancient times and was born of the Emperor, and then heard Rong Ting's words, if it was not for the fact that he had to maintain his composure, he really would have cursed out loud.
Rong Ting remained silent.
Among those dozen or so concubines, almost all of them were arranged by Imperial Grandfather and Imperial Grandmother before Father Emperor ascended the throne.
Compared to the current dynasty, the number of concubines in Father Emperor's harem was already very small. Some of the ministers had more concubines in their harem than Father Emperor. Therefore, there were some ministers who harbored ill intentions who repeatedly submitted memorials to Father Emperor to expand his harem.
Song Haiping was not bad looking, and he was also good at coaxing people. Ever since he was young, his luck with women had never stopped. He was also not a single-minded man, otherwise, his ex-wife would not have divorced him. However, many men had such double standards. They could be fickle in love, and it was the dream of most men to have a wife at home and a concubine outside. However, he could not tolerate his wife being fickle, and even more so, he could not tolerate the men his daughter met being fickle.
The more Song Haiping thought about it, the angrier he became. The daughter he had doted on since she was young could actually experience such a thing. If the other party had a good family background, good character, and good looks, then he could still tolerate it. However, what kind of bullshit was this? A dozen or so concubines!
"As expected, your father is not a good person, you dog!" In his anger, Song Haiping had already forgotten his daughter's instructions that he could not speak ill of her father in front of the child.
Rong Ting was stunned, but Song Haiping did not stop cursing.
"Maternal Grandfather!!"
Rong Ting was only 1.1 meters tall, so he could not cover Song Haiping's mouth. In the end, when his face turned red and he panicked, he simply gave up. Of course, he did not forget to cover his ears. He could not hear, he could not hear! He could not hear, he could not hear any of those treasonous words!!
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