Father and Son Crossing Swords (2)
These problems, purely just contemplating, one wonât be able to figure out. Thatâs why, the âlittle crown princeâ also didnât linger on them. Just, he worried that later he wonât be able to see his imperial father and imperial mother again. He turned back and glanced at the imperial study, lowering his head and clenching his fist, small and soft. His line of sight also completely became shorter, the difference truly a bit too big. Thatâs why, aside from his status, he didnât have any way of boldly staying behind. If possible, he didnât mind continuing like this, growing up once more. If possible, he just hoped that this time can be a bit longer. Right nowâ¦â¦.it was better to go copy the books.
The âlittle crown princeâ at this time also realized, he needed to go look at the original hostâs handwriting first. Fortunately, in the past, heâd studied how to imitate other peopleâs handwriting before. Everything else aside, even his imperial fatherâs writings, he was all able to imitate out seventy percent of his style. Merely a small brat, to want to imitate his handwriting, it canât be more simple. He felt that even when it comes to fooling the imperial tutor, it all wonât be a problem.
However, after seeing the original hostâs writing, the âlittle crown princeâ fell into a long silence. Afterwards, he didnât erupt in silence, and of course, he further didnât die in silence.
Because there were still others present by his side, thatâs why, he canât express anything, because this was something âheâ wrote.
Just, what the hell was this cursed handwriting. To not even be able to make out a single word, can it even be called writing?
On one sheet of paper, writing a single character, you can even have more than half run off the paper. This skill level was also unprecedented.
The usually pretty good-tempered and always composed in face of all things âlittle crown princeâ was actually irritable inside for once, because his other self, no, right now, he completely didnât want to admit he had another self. How could he be related to that kind of useless idiot? Canât even write properly! When heâd started learning how to write at three years old, it was already a hundred times better than this. When he was five, it was already very presentable.
Never mind something like imitating to the point where no one can tell, right now, it was practically loudly slapping the face. To be ugly to the point of being indistinguishable, how can he imitate? In front of imperial father and imperial mother, he didnât mind losing face by acting childish and pretending to be a child, but for the handwriting to be ugly to this degree, he really didnât have the courage to use the brush.
The âlittle crown princeâ felt that if the original host was before him, he would absolutely beat him up.
The little eunuch by his side was grinding the ink for him, âYour Highness, whatâs wrong? Donât want to write?â The eunuch carefully asked and even glanced around, âYour Highness can just randomly write a little. Later, this servant will help you.â
The âlittle crown princeâ glanced at him. To voluntarily help on this kind of thing, and from the looks of it, not even the first time, this one was clearly someone that used flattery to solicit favor, yet harbored treacherous intentions on the inside. After all, if truly considering for the master, then would they do this kind of thing? This kind of person, did imperial mother not notice, or deliberately left alone? En, based on imperial motherâs wisdom, certainly must be the latter. The âlittle crown princeâ suddenly paused. Since thatâs the case, then what about this cursed handwriting? If one were to strictly demand, then it absolutely wonât be like this.
âThe writing is too ugly.â
âDidnât her Highness already say, itâs not too late for your Highness to wait another year before practicing calligraphy.â
Sure enough, this was the case. Although just a casual line was able to squeeze out the answer, it also wasnât anything worth being happy over.
Since it was imperial motherâs idea, the âlittle crown princeâ also didnât have anymore complaints. Imperial motherâs every word and action all being right, this wasnât just said for fun.
He quite calmly picked up the brush. At this time, he had the courage. Moreover, he was just five, what is there to lose face over.
âYo, look at this sitting posture, look at this stance in holding the brush, should let the imperial tutors nicely see, how is it not proper, canât be more up to standard.â
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The âlittle crown princeâ paused. This kind of praise and compliment really made one stifled and speechless. Even if really just five years old, itâs still impossible to be pleased, right?
Merely just a little eunuch, and moreover one that was treacherous on the inside. He will sooner or later be disposed of, so the âlittle crown princeâ was simply too lazy to cover up, slowly beginning to write.
âYour Highness is really impressive, never having learned before, yet just knew the correct stroke order of this character.â
The âlittle crown princeâsâ hand once again paused, the ink directly blotching. Heâd been the emperor for two years, but due to the environment he grew up, he was used to it being quiet, and he also liked this quietness. The people serving by his side, regardless whether it was the palace maids or the eunuchs, have all been following him since he was the crown prince, understanding his temper. Thatâs why, these people were all very perceptive and also absolutely loyal to him, not daring to betray in the slightest. This kind of low-level flattery would just make one angry and annoyed inside, âShut up, get lost for thisâ¦â¦.prince.â
The word âemperorâ nearly got blurted out. Fortunately, he reacted in time.
âYour Highness please quell your anger, your Highness please quell your anger, your highnessâ¦â¦â¦..â
The âlittle crown prince, directly had the brush thrown over, hitting him in the forehead, âThis prince told you to get lost, did you not understand? Need this prince to say it again?â He even said it rather coldly.
Li Tian Lin was a good-tempered, reasonable, and even gentle emperor. But, for the court officials that have worked with him for two years, they were nevertheless very clear, that was only when things havenât gone wrong, and no one has angered him yet. Once he was actually angered, then one absolutely wonât have a good end. He was completely different from his imperial father. Yuan Qi Emperor had everything shown on the surface. Of course, to put it more precisely, it was just feeling that it wasnât worth covering up. However, for him, it was different. He âtalked reasonâ, âused the factsâ, and âshowed evidenceâ. Even if killing, it was also killing openly and justifiably. Moreover, after killing, others would even clap their hands and cheer. Moreover, it would only take a short amount of time to accomplish everything. It was just like as if everything will all develop according to his expectation, never dragging in the mud.
This kind of person, compared to an actual tyrant, made one fear even more, because for the people that angered him, they may not necessarily know when it happened. And those fatal âevidencesâ, both real and fake, donât know when they will just appear. Because of not knowing, one would thus dread even more.
Of course, he very rarely did this kind of thing, but once he did, it also meant that said person indeed deserved to die. As long as one stuck to the bottom line, then normally, there all wonât be a problem.
To be able to make him hold back, perhaps it was just his imperial father. En, now, there was also his imperial mother.
The little eunuch frantically scrambled out. If not for the fact that right now, randomly having the person dragged out and beaten to death didnât match with the original hostâs nature, he nine times out of ten wouldâve directly killed the person.
The âlittle crown princeâ picked up another brush. When starting, he felt that it was very difficult, but gradually, he seemingly found a trick. Actually, he simply didnât need to deliberately imitate. In fact, he didnât even need to control the strength of the brush, just needing to have every character scribbled down according to the original brush stroke, needless to care about the sequence, needless to care about the structure, because the original host was precisely like this. When having yet to form a style, the same character, writing a hundred times, perhaps can just have a hundred different âstylesâ.
After finding the âtrickâ, the âlittle crown princeâsâ brush stroke became more and more smooth, even gradually becoming full of zest, like as if finding something fun, randomly scribbling. In this moment, he was really like a five year old child.
Because of Li Hong Yuan, the âlittle crown princeâsâ matters, even though were all arranged properly and orderly, but small children were all very sensitive, after learning that crying and throwing a tantrum wonât work, they will just become very quiet and clever. His status although was esteemed, completely unrivaled, but he for the most part has never done anything out of line before. In other words, his childhood was completely abnormal, never having experienced the joys of an ordinary child. His experiences in growing up was actually very simple, and because of Li Hong Yuan, the people by his side also didnât dare to cause trouble, to the extent that his sides were all shockingly clean. And the people responsible for teaching him, that was all starting off from the major matters of the world. Thatâs why, on big matters, he has never handled half-heartedly, but on other matters, he might be very childish, perhaps even having a bit of hidden naivety inside.
To put it bluntly, Li Hong Yuan might be somewhat ill psychologically, while the âlittle crown princeâ also has a personality defect.
For the former, the cause was Jing Wan. With Jing Wan present, whether or not he can be completely cured, it actually didnât really matter. But for the latter, to continue like this long term, it certainly will have influences, just like for example, on the matter of wife and children. He was less than seventeen when he ascended the throne. It has been two years since, and heâs almost nineteen, yet he doesnât have a single person warming the bed by his side, and he has also never thought of establishing an empress or taking in consorts.
As an emperor, because the status was special, getting married at eleven and twelve was all quite normal. But for Li Tian Lin, it was obviously not normal. He himself didnât think anything of it, but donât know how many court officialsâ hair have turned white from worry.
Seeing the âlittle crown princeâ in high spirits, the other eunuch serving by the side, even though puzzled inside, still didnât dare to disturb him. That previous one, because of being good at acting clever, was actually quite favored. Speaking of which, it actually canât be blamed on the original host either. He was ultimately just a five year old. When others all opposed and treated him strictly, having someone that âsided with himâ, âhelping him resolve a dilemmaâ, when unable to distinguish between right and wrong, not knowing the good from the bad, he certainly would feel this person was pretty good, thus particularly valued. Did Gong mama not know? Did Jing Wan not know? They know, but they didnât touch him. Right now, encountering a different core on the inside, whose temper was already hard to guess to begin with, if not you running out of luck, then who else? And this type that got personally dealt with by the master, Gong mama certainly will dispose of later.
The âlittle crown princeâ was practically just like having gotten addicted to copying books. No matter how the palace maids and eunuchs called out to him, it was simply useless, still needing for Gong mama to personally come over.
When stopping, the âlittle crown princeâ still somewhat wished to continue, but afterwards, he felt that carrying a five year old shell, he completely can do some things that a five year old would do, but what all did they do? The âlittle crown princeâ followed the âdreamâ and began trying little by little. Reality proved that playing simply was just a âchildâ natural nature. And perhaps because they were the same person to begin with, towards the âlittle crown princeâ that crazily played around, no one was able to discover anything out of place.
After stopping, he was even a little vexed and embarrassed, but seeing that the people in the surroundingâs expression couldnât be more normal, he also just relaxed.
When the âlittle crown princeâ was getting served in washing up again, he half narrowed his eyes. Letting him come here, perhaps it was just for the sake of making up his childhood deficiency. Then, what is there to worry about?
Perhaps because of thinking things through, when the âlittle crown princeâ once again saw Jing Wan, he directly and deliberately ignored his father, pouncing into Jing Wanâs arms, âImperial motherâ¦â¦â¦..â When meeting for the first time, he was even somewhat flustered and embarrassed, but now, he seemingly didnât have that feeling at all. However, he ultimately was a grown man on the inside, so his movements were still restrained. Moreover, when it comes to provoking his own imperial father, he also knew to stop before going too far, absolutely canât have him angered for real. Even though he knew that it was impossible for his imperial father to really do anything to him, but he can have him separated from his imperial mother.
Thatâs why, there needs to be a limit.
Li Hong Yuan dangerously narrowed his eyes, but ultimately didnât really say anything. However, afterwards, he discovered that this son of his really has become more daring.
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