Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

Jiang Ning always felt that there was something in the emperor's words.

Before she could think about it carefully, the emperor said slowly and in a long tone: "It's freezing cold today, and the children are young, so don't take them out all the time."

"My son, I will remember it."

Jiang Ning touched the box in her hand and said, "This is a picture embroidered by my mother, dedicated to the emperor."

When the emperor heard that it was a gift from Lin Zizi, he couldn't help but straighten his spine a little. He stared at the box and asked, "What gift can your mother give me now?"

"Originally, my mother planned to present it to the emperor during the Lantern Festival, but..." Jiang Ning paused intentionally before continuing, "There will be no snow this year, and there will be a drought next year, and it will be difficult for the royal family and nobles to hold any more ceremonies. I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to present the Yuan Banquet to His Majesty, so I ordered my son to bring it."

"Humph, that's all nonsense!"

The emperor obviously didn't believe a word of what he said to her.

He took the box that Eunuch Chen held over, opened it, took out a roll of snow-white silk satin, and unfolded it. On the silk satin was a complete poem.

The handwriting is green and the writing is like a god.

At first glance, it seems to be the handiwork of a famous master, but when you get closer, you can find that it is a word embroidered with needle and thread, not real pen and ink writing.

Being able to "write" such a character with needle and thread is even more difficult than using pen and ink.

In particular, this pair of snow-white silk satin gleams in the light, making it impossible to look away for a moment.

Even Eunuch Chen also let out an exclamation.

The emperor admired it carefully for a while, then reluctantly and carefully received it into the box. Then he looked up at Jiang Ning and said, "Your mother wouldn't have such crazy thoughts as you. You must have asked your mother for this painting." .As for whether this calligraphy was originally intended for me, I can’t say.”

Jiang Ning didn't feel any shame after her conspiracy was exposed. Instead, she admitted frankly: "Yes, I borrowed this calligraphy from my mother."

"Borrow it?" The emperor sneered lowly, "Don't even think about taking the things back in my hands. Go back and think about how to apologize to your mother."

Jiang Ning hurriedly said: "Your Majesty is a smart man who is seen once in a century. Since you guessed it, I feel brave enough to speak out."

"When did you need the courage to speak in front of me?"

"Father." Jiang Ning pulled the three children to kneel down one by one, "Please ask Father for permission to sacrifice to the sky and pray for rain."

"Hmph, I knew it."

The emperor snorted again.

Jiang Ning said: "I know that my father doesn't believe this, and I also understand that the so-called offering sacrifices to heaven and praying for blessings will have no effect at all. But if it doesn't work anymore, we have to go through the process. Otherwise, how can we calm the hearts of the people? ?”

"According to you, this offering of sacrifices to heaven and praying for blessings is just to appease the people?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Ning asked.

The emperor was actually asked.

If he doesn't do something wrong, if the public outcry is aroused, then he will become a foolish king who will be criticized verbally and writtenly in the history books!

This is something the emperor cannot allow.

He had worked diligently for decades and managed to survive until today. His family was stable and his name was about to go down in history. How could he allow himself to lose his security at the end of the year?

The emperor changed his position and lay down. After pondering for a long time, he suddenly asked Jiang Ning: "Is it the prince's idea that you brought the children here today?"

Jiang Ning immediately shook his head: "I have been out of the palace recently. I often hear people complaining about the lack of snow this year. I am really worried that if things go on like this, my father's reputation will be ruined, so I have the courage to come to see you."