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Chapter 545 The Empress Who Died in Depression (10)

Shi Jiang didn't expect that Yang Ji would say that. He was stunned for a while, then smiled slightly, and patted Yang Ji's head.

"The Queen Mother doesn't mind the Eldest Prince coming here to have fun with you. I'm afraid that before the Eldest Prince steps into the Palace of Phoenixes, Concubine Cui will rush over and take him away."

Hearing his mother's words, Yang Ji was puzzled.

There are so many gentle people in the queen mother, why would Concubine Cui not be willing when the emperor comes to play?
"You are already six years old. There are some things that my mother only said once. If you don't understand, just keep it in your heart and think about it slowly in the future."

Shi Jiang looked at Yang Ji's innocent eyes, sighed secretly, and then told all the pros and cons of the conflict of interests between her, Cui Guifei and Yang Ji and Yang Jian.

Yang Ji's face was full of confusion, he didn't understand why there were so many entanglements between adults?

There are also so many problems between him and the big emperor brother.

These questions, in his little head, couldn't be digested at all.

He even felt that if Brother Dahuang wanted the crown prince, he would just let him be.

The teacher has said that you want to be respectful to brothers and friends, why do you have to fight for it?
In Yang Ji's mind, the crown prince is like a toy in his hands, which can be shared with his elder brother, even worse than his own beloved toy.

Seeing Yang Ji with a troubled face, Shi Jiang didn't say much.

It's good to be innocent and kind, but in the palace, I'm afraid it will be fatal.

How to keep the heart of a child and at the same time resist all kinds of dangers brought by the outside world, this is what Yang Ji wants to do.

Shi Jiang only hopes that he can keep his original intentions, instead of slowly assimilating with others as time goes by.

"Okay, since you can't figure it out, let's leave it for now. I think too much at a young age, so be careful not to grow taller."

Shi Jiang patted his son's head and told him to wash his hands and eat quickly.

Yang Ji's ability to recite the homework assigned by the teacher these years is mainly due to his hard work and diligence.

After eating, he went to the study room and began to write the big characters and reciting articles assigned by the teacher. After writing and reciting, he would review the books until the hour of the day before washing and resting.

The next morning, he would wake up at midnight, practice martial arts with the guards for an hour, wash up before eating, and then go to the study.

Such a day may be easy once in a while, but it is like this every day. It is rare for Yang Ji to have such perseverance at such a young age. Shi Jiang is very pleased.

Yang Jian's health is not good, so naturally he won't be like Yang Ji.

Going to bed early and getting up late every day, and walking a step, Concubine Cui Gui could not wait for the palace people to carry him on their backs.

She didn't want him to use a little more strength, but if she couldn't recite the memorization, Concubine Cui Guifei would get angry and look at Yang Jian who was at a loss and cry.

He viciously scolded the queen for being hypocritical, saying that she was uneasy and kind, and told Yang Jian to be careful of the queen and Yang Ji's black hands against him.

Under such circumstances, how could Yang Jian's physical and academic performance be good?
My mind was also much deeper, and on the way to the study the next day, my head drooped.

Originally, Yang Ji saw him and was about to greet him, but Yang Jian didn't look at him at all, he just went in and sat down, took out the book and buried himself in the book.

Thinking of what the queen mother said yesterday, Yang Ji pursed his lips, didn't go up to talk, sat down directly, and took out the book to review.

For a while, the only silence in the study room was the slight rustling of pages turning.

As for Yang Jiong, over the past few years, because he often favored those concubines, his health began to feel a little bad.

Some time ago, there was too much noise at night, which caused me to catch a cold. I coughed for more than half a month, but it didn't get better.

When people are sick, they are naturally not in a good mood.

Coupled with Cui Xiang's aggressiveness in the past few days, and the meaning behind the words, Yang Jiong became the reserve.

Of course, the best candidate for the crown prince is naturally his grandson, Yang Jiong's eldest son Yang Jian.

If it is said that when Yang Jiong was born, Yang Jiong still liked the child very much, and felt that it was only right and proper to establish a prince.

But now, when he is not in good health, when he suddenly hears someone asking for a crown prince, he can't help but wonder if he thinks that he, the emperor, is in the way of others, so he wants to set up a crown prince earlier, so that He, the emperor, was kicked away.

Yang Jiong's face turned ashen after he came down.

"This old man, sooner or later, I'm going to tear him into pieces. I'm not dead yet, so I keep talking about what will happen to me a hundred years later, thinking that I don't know his thoughts and plans!"

He slammed the teacup brought by the personal eunuch to the ground forcefully, and cursed viciously.

After scolding, Yang Jiong coughed loudly, coughing so much that Yang Jiong felt that his lungs were about to be coughed out, his face was flushed, and he couldn't breathe.

"Your Majesty, guarantee the dragon body!"

Seeing Yang Jiong's appearance, the eunuch was so frightened that he almost lost his wits, so he hurried forward and patted Yang Jiong's back.

But at the next moment, his eyes turned red, Yang Jiong spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he turned sideways.

"His Majesty……!?"

The eunuch's first reaction was to shout loudly for the imperial doctor, but before he could say it, Yang Jiong grabbed his wrist tightly.

"Go, go and call the queen, and then secretly announce that the imperial physician will come over, and don't let the matter of me vomit blood be spread."

After Yang Jiong spit out that mouthful of blood, he felt that his heart, which was originally depressed, suddenly eased up a lot.

So, without waiting for the eunuch to speak, he quickly stopped him.

His current appearance must not be known to Qianchao and Cui Xiang.

Otherwise, the whole court might become impetuous.

Therefore, we can only invite the queen here.

Thinking of the queen, Yang Jiong's thoughts drifted a little.

Because in the past few years, although the queen was willing to leave Fengyi Hall to take care of the harem for him, her thoughts were all on Yang Ji, his son.

In the first year, he still wanted to live a good life with the queen and his son.

But every time he went, the Queen's face was cold, and she spoke in a rigid manner, which made him very boring and disappointed.

After doing this for two or three times, Yang Jiong lost all intention of going to Fengyi Hall again.

In addition, because Concubine Cui Gui was suppressed by the empress, the concubines in the harem naturally became preoccupied.

I often meet him, the emperor, in the imperial garden.

Seeing these young and beautiful concubines, plus they tried their best to please him.

How could Yang Jiong remember the goodness of the queen, he only regarded her as a pawn to balance Cui's faction.

But now he vomited blood, and the first time he was in poor health, all he could think of was the queen.

Yang Jiong's thoughts were disturbed, and he leaned on the dragon chair, and then he heard a familiar and cold voice coming in from outside the door, and he looked intently.

I saw Shi Jiang walking in slowly, his appearance was the same as before.

"Your Majesty, I don't know what to do with my concubine?"

(End of this chapter)