Young children grow up when they see the wind, but after seven or eight years, Shen Shiyan and Shen Shixiao have grown into half-grown children.
The two brothers have similar looks, but very different temperaments.
Shen Shiyan's temperament followed that of his father. He seemed to be laughing and scolding but had a flamboyant temperament, but inside he was a very successful man. Moreover, he has been favored by Shang Rong, Zhao Nanzhang and others since he was a child, and he is also very open-minded by nature.
But Shen Shiyan, who is loved by thousands of people, is not without worries.
Many people in the court speculated that he and Shen Shixiao would fight like brothers in the future and cause brotherly feud over this country, but he always felt that if Shen Shixiao really had such thoughts, he would be happier.
"Why are you reading these Buddhist scriptures again?"
Taking the scriptures away from Shen Shixiao's hand, Shen Shiyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't Concubine Zhao ask you to go to her to learn the art of riding and shooting yesterday? Why didn't you go yesterday?"
"Brother, don't be angry, Xiao'er forgot."
Shen Shixiao raised his head and smiled shyly.
"If you forgot that I sent someone to look for you in your palace, how come you haven't found anyone for half a day?"
Shen Shixiao lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
Yesterday, he hid under the rockery in the Royal Garden and studied Buddhist scriptures. Unknowingly, he fell into a trance and forgot about the time. When the sky got dark and the handwriting could not be seen clearly, he realized what he was doing and hurriedly went to find his father, the emperor and his mother.
"It's Xiao'er's fault. It won't happen next time."
"Why not? How many times have you pretended to be your brother?"
Shen Shiyan pressed the scriptures on the table with one hand, but his heart was very upset.
"What are you, a seven- or eight-year-old kid, doing watching this kind of thing all day long? Is it possible that you will become a monk in the future?"
"Reading can enlighten your mind and open your mind, and it has nothing to do with whether you are a monk or not."
Shen Shixiao stood up, obediently stepped forward and took Shen Shiyan's hand: "Today, the emperor will accompany the emperor to practice riding and shooting. Please don't get angry again."
His younger brother begged for mercy, how could Shen Shiyan be angry? But what he said about practicing riding and shooting was all comforting words.
Although his imperial brother's name has the word "xiao" in it, it has nothing to do with "xiaoyong". Instead, he looks like a gentle and elegant scholar.
"Then you promise to be my brother and you are not allowed to look at these things in the future. What if they distort your temper?"
"Xiao'er doesn't know how to be a monk. The emperor and his mother said that Xiao'er will help the emperor manage the country in the future. Xiao'er knows his responsibilities."
"You don't have to think so. There are brothers in this world, so you can do what you like."
It is really heavy to shoulder the responsibility of the world. If Shen Shixiao had that kind of intention, he could give up the country to him.
But he knew that Shen Shixiao had no ambition at all.
His younger brother Xi Jing likes to study and has no interest in Lao Shizi becoming king and emperor.
Touching Xiao'er's head lovingly, Shen Shiyan said: "You can do whatever you want, but you can't be a monk or an outsider."
"Brother, don't worry, Xiao'er won't do it."
"Everyone is born with a mission. Xiao'er has Xiao'er's mission. He will not avoid the world and evade his responsibilities. He likes to study Buddhism just because Buddhism is powerful and can be meditative."
Shen Shiyan didn't know what he meant by the mission, but as an elder brother, he always doted on his younger brother, so when he heard this, he just smiled and let him go.
"Are we going to Concubine Zhao's palace today?"
"If you don't want to go, Queen Mother will ask Hengzhi to call us to have a meal, and I will come to pick you up."
The two brothers held hands and walked towards Changle Palace.
Since Shen Qianyu made Shen Shiyan the crown prince of the East Palace, he has taken him with him every day. He had no ambitions to become an emperor, but now that he was still in his forties, he thought about how to hand over Dongning to Shen Shiyan and become his supreme emperor.
"I don't know when Yan'er will be able to take charge of her own business."
"We have to wait until he reaches the crown."
Every time he mentioned this, Shen Qianyu would be depressed for most of the day.
Seeing his drooping eyebrows and lack of interest, Song Wan smiled and said: "Yan'er is smart, you can slowly put your hands on..."
"The queen is trying to persuade the father to give up his son again."
Shen Shiyan heard Song Wan's words as soon as he entered Changle Palace.
"The queen only cares about her father but not the child. Jiang Shu said that if the child deals with so many troubles at such an early age, he will not grow taller in the future."
"What nonsense?"
Shen Qianyu stood up: "If your mother doesn't feel sorry for me, who will? You will have your wife to feel sorry for you in the future."
"Xiao'er, come here and let Father take a look."
Shen Qianyu waved to Shen Shixiao, pulled him in front of him and looked him up and down for a while: "You should study less at night in the future, so as not to hurt your eyes at such a young age."
"My son, I know."
"good."
He stretched out his big palm and patted Shen Shixiao's head. After seeing his blushing face and pursed lips, Shen Qianyu felt much more comfortable.
Although Xiaoer failed to give birth to a little princess who was exactly the same as Wan'er, Xiao'er's temperament was very similar to Wan'er's, which could make up for his years of regret.
"Go and wash your hands, and come and eat."
Shen Qianyu was the first to sit down. Although the table was full of vegetarian dishes without any trace of meat, the whole family ate very happily.
Shen Qianyu really didn't eat any meat these years, but he didn't want to wrong Song Wan, so he often asked the small kitchen to prepare extra meat dishes for her.
But Song Wan also felt sorry for him and couldn't bear to eat his favorite foods in front of him. Gradually, the couple started to become vegetarians and have persisted to this day.
After the meal, Shen Shiyan took Shen Shixiao away, while Shen Qianyu lay on the couch and took a nap.
In recent years, he has felt increasingly heavier and more and more lazy.
Song Wan saw that he was sleeping deeply, so he took a blanket to cover him.
A few years ago, Heng Wu and Luan Jian were released from the palace to get married, but only Heng Zhi remained with her. She tried to persuade him several times, but Hengzhi didn't want to leave the palace, so she gave up.
I don't know if she and Shen Qianyu both have a happy relationship. Over the years, they have become more and more reluctant to have people around. Gradually, this huge Changle Palace has become increasingly empty.
The only sound left in the room was Shen Qianyu's gentle snoring, while Song Wan listened and quietly went about his own business.
"How long have I been asleep?"
"Less than an hour."
Seeing Shen Qianyu wake up, Song Wan closed the small nanmu box in his hand and turned around to pour him tea.
"I'll help you."
Shen Qianyu wanted to get up, but as soon as he made a move, he suddenly froze.
"Moisten your lips and tongue first, don't rush."
Passing the tea cup in her hand to Shen Qianyu's lips, seeing him taking a gulp of it, she folded the rug on his body and gently kneaded his knees for him.
Her strength was moderate, and the acupuncture points she pressed were very precise. However, after a moment, Shen Qianyu felt the stiffness and numbness under her calf slowly dissipate.
"That's enough Wan'er."
"Are you feeling more comfortable?"
Shen Qianyu nodded and snorted.
Song Wan smiled tenderly when he saw this, but when he was about to stand up, he grabbed his wrist.
Shen Qianyu raised his head and said softly: "In the past, when I was young, I didn't feel the problem, but in recent years, as I get older, I feel that all the ailments that hurt me in the past have returned."
"Wan'er... I'm really scared. I'm afraid what will happen if my body doesn't last a few years?"
