Chronicles of the Modern Empress Dowager

Zhao Qian decided to take a trip to the far door after he handled the matter at hand. He wanted to go to Shandong. If it was appropriate, he planned to go to the south. I was afraid that he might not be able to return during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The veterans of the cabinet are in charge of the affairs of the court. He has nothing to worry about. There are Director Ling and Chang Shi in the palace, and he doesn't need to bother. The only one who can't worry about it is Li Wei.

He wanted to go to Chongqing Palace to say goodbye to Li Wei. After all, he would be separated for some time, leaving her in the palace, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Zhao Qian said to the people working in front of him: "In the days after I left, if you want to do something and approve, go to Master Zheng Guangliang. If Zheng Guangliang can't be the master, then ask Du Shoufu."

After the explanation, he took the azure summer hat on the case, put it on, and went out.

The blue sky is cloudless, and the hot sun is ruthlessly scorching the earth. The tree on the tree screamed exhaustedly. After walking under the sun for a while, there was already a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Baofu had already greeted a chairlift waiting on the west gate.

Zhao Qian got on the sedan chair, and after the curtain was lowered, he closed his eyes and rested. Although my eyes are closed, I didn’t concentrate on taking a break. I was going over and over again in my mind about the tasks that I had to do recently. Which ones need to be solved urgently, which ones need to come out in person, which ones should be given to the people below, and which ones People have to be handed over to the cabinet.

Zhao Qian got off the sedan chair at Yongdingmen. At this time, the little emperor was practicing riding and shooting at the school field on the other side of the Shangsiyuan.

He wanted to go over and see how much Fu Guang had made these days.

When I first stepped into the palace gate, I saw Fu Guang riding a bay red horse. His riding and shooting master was leading the horse and leading him in circles in the schoolyard. There were a lot of archery targets in the north, and the positions of the targets were high and low. They are all different, so they are convenient for shooting practice.

Fu Guang held the bow in his left hand, and drew an arrow from the quiver hung on the horse's back with his right hand. He was aiming at a target. After aiming, he hesitated. His master encouraged him by the side.

"The emperor, don't hesitate to shoot. It doesn't matter if you miss it. The key is to have the desperation to send it out."

With the encouragement of the master, the arrow finally shot out, but because of his young age, the strength was far from enough, so the arrow fell just halfway through.

Not in! Fu Guang's face was pulled down in an instant, and his mouth looked very depressed.

Zhao Qian walked over and said, "The emperor, please dismount."

Fu Guang saw his uncle the regent coming, and he hurried off his horse to respectfully call out: "Uncle Emperor."

Zhao Qian saw Fu Guang's unhappy at a glance. Fu Guang had been afraid of this uncle since he was a child, especially after the uncle became the regent. Now that his performance is not good, he is afraid that the emperor will sternly scold him.

Fu Guang was ready to be trained, but Zhao Qian didn't say anything. Instead, he gently stroked Fu Guang's head a few times, and then said, "Go, visit your mother and queen."

Don't criticize him loudly? Fu Guang's heart became more worried. Zhao Qian was about to leave, but he saw the quiver on his back. He said to Pi Xiang, "Get a bow again."

Pi Xiang was surprised to know that the regent was going to shoot arrows himself. It is said that the regent was very sick and he had never heard that he could ride and shoot, but he proceeded accordingly and took a lighter stone. Presented to Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian held it in his hand and drew an arrow. After setting up the bow and aiming, he paused briefly, and the arrow on the string flew out quickly with a swish, hitting the red heart of a target.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, and Pi Xiang hurriedly congratulated him: "The king is heroic!"

Zhao Qian just smiled faintly and didn't care at all, and then said to Fu Guang: "Let's go, and please peace with your mother."

The uncles and nephews walked out of the school together, followed by a group of eunuchs who helped with umbrellas and towels. On the way to Chongqing Palace, Zhao Qian asked Fu Guang gently: "Because he didn't shoot that arrow, the emperor was very depressed, right?"

"Yes, I am apprehensive."

"Such a little thing makes me nervous, what about the bigger thing? The emperor claims to be me, how can he be "I", "you", to be an emperor you have to be an emperor, you have to let the next Those who stand respect you, respect you, and have the majesty of the emperor."

Fu Guang couldn't answer. After all, he was just a child who had not yet reached seven years old.

Zhao Qian said again: "You are an emperor, you must learn the emperor's art, in addition to learning those taught by the masters in the Hanlin, you must also learn the emperor's heart. You are still too young to understand many things. I have taught you before. If you want to hide your inner thoughts, you still forget it. It's always easy for people to see your inner world. How can this be done?"

Fu Guang only dared to mutter: "Uncle Emperor, you are right."

"These things can't be practiced in one day. You need to settle down. In recent days, I was too busy to test your homework, but I met Mr. Peng yesterday and I asked him how you are doing. Mr. Peng can I complimented you, saying that you have grown well."

The uncle and nephew said that the atmosphere was still harmonious. Until Chongqing Palace, the palace staff hurried to inform.

Li Wei heard that their uncles and nephews had come together, and was not surprised. Fu Guang first saluted Li Wei respectfully. Li Wei beckoned Fu Guang over.

"The emperor hasn't come here for two days, but it's okay?"

Fu Guang said shyly: "After returning to my mother, my son is very good."

Li Wei said again: "You are practicing riding and shooting, but you have to be careful not to bump any place." Seeing Fu Guang's face was sweaty, she called the **** outside to order: "Newcomer I cut the honeydew melon and asked the emperor to eat it. The weather is too hot. Don't let him eat the ice bowl right away."

Immediately let the **** take Fu Guang away.

Zhao Qian stood there and smiled and said, "What kind of melon? Is there any minister?"

Li Wei then instructed the maid beside him: "Go and cut some more and ask the prince to enjoy it."

Not long after, a court lady came over with a translucent crystal sunflower plate. The plate was filled with freshly cut apricot and honeydew melons, and a silver carved fruit fork was inserted on the melon.

Here again, he was busy putting Zhao Qian's favorite red robe with a fortune cake.

Zhao Qian also sat down generously, drinking fragrant tea, and eating fresh honeydew melons from the Western Regions this year. Had a good time.

Li Wei sat on the kang, holding a fan made of ivory and inlaid with enamel, slowly shaking it. This fan is very expensive, and she moves very gently for fear of shaking it.

"This melon is really good."

"The prince likes to turn around and sends two to the prince's mansion."

Zhao Qian said hurriedly: "I'm afraid I won't be blessed, so let the queen mother eat it for herself. The Weichen will have to leave for Shandong in the morning."

Is he here today to say goodbye?