coobybook Chapter 374 My Son Has Grown Up
Chapter 374 My Son Has Grown Up
On the way back to Beijing.
I came here on foot, very slowly, for three whole months.
When I went back, the border guard at least gave me a broken carriage.
The old horse pulling the cart has lost all its teeth.
Xiao Wen took Tuan'er and Bing'er to sit in the carriage, and the rest of the people took turns sitting.
"A bunch of blind people!"
Little Wen started to curse loudly,
"We are the family of Duke Dingguo, and yet we are only given a carriage that is so broken and jingles, so hard that it hurts our butts, and it stinks! Could it be used to transport corpses?"
Gu followed behind from a distance, her legs and feet feeling weak, and she rolled her eyes when she heard this.
If you dislike it, don’t sit there!
Once we left the frontier, he seemed to be nailed to the carriage and refused to move.
If it weren't for the two children in the car, she would have yelled at him.
Second aunt looked up at the scorching sun, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and started complaining too.
"Sister-in-law, this Heng brother is really something. Since he wants to take us back, why didn't he send a few spacious and comfortable carriages? If we walk back step by step, how long will we get home?"
Pei Shizong pulled out his pipe from his waist, knocked it on the sole of his shoe like an old soldier at the frontier, filled it with the tobacco the old soldier had stuffed into his hand, and took a puff.
The pungent smoke entered his throat and almost choked him to death.
"Cough cough cough..."
After a violent coughing fit, Pei Shizong spat out a mouthful of yellow phlegm.
The cold was delayed for too long and there are signs of tuberculosis.
But since I'm going to die anyway, it's good to be able to go home and die.
"Let's all talk less! It's more important to save some energy for the journey."
"Hmph! I think what my second sister-in-law said makes sense. He's a heartless person. He's been living happily in the capital since he became Duke Dingguo, and he hasn't even remembered us in all this time. We even have to have our own father write a letter to beg him! What an unfilial bastard! Go back and see how I scold him!"
Little Wen swayed her upper body, and when she thought about becoming the Duke's biological mother, she would have a good life after returning to the capital, and countless noble ladies would rush to curry favor with her, and she grinned with joy.
Feeling happy, she turned around and patted Pei Shichang on the shoulder.
"Uncle, you've been sitting here for a quarter of an hour. It's time to get off!"
"Sister-in-law, I just came up!"
"What do you mean just came up? It's clearly been a quarter of an hour."
Pei Shichang got off the carriage reluctantly, and Xiao Wen called Pei Yan.
"Son, come on up! Sit next to mother."
Pei Yan was thinking about how to get back everything he had. Upon hearing this, he turned his head and glanced at Xiao Wen, who looked as vulgar as a village woman, with some disgust.
His mother was graceful, elegant and noble.
It is definitely not the vulgar village woman in front of me.
"Son, does your head still hurt?"
Pei Yan avoided Xiao Wen's hand without leaving a trace.
"never mind."
He is fine now!
Better than ever.
Mature in mind, full of calculations, and a young body!
"Son, be patient. When we return to Beijing, I'll ask your eldest brother to find you a good job. Although he's very successful now, as the saying goes, father and son are inseparable in battle, and brothers are needed to fight tigers."
"You are his biological brother, different from the others." As she said that, Xiao Wen glanced at Pei Yi behind her.
"Based on my son's abilities, he will surely have a bright future after returning to Beijing."
"kindness!"
Pei Yan remained calm.
Although things were getting a bit difficult right now, fortunately he was finally going back to Beijing. As long as he was back, he would definitely be able to figure out a way to rise to prominence again.
……
It’s a long road.
Everyone in the Pei family is still wasting time on the road.
In Shengjing, the Ministry of Rites had already chosen an auspicious day for Pei Huan to return to his ancestral home.
After finding out the date, Su Li called Madam Li and brought people to take measurements for Huan Ge'er. They had to make a decent suit that suited his status as a prince, and that he would wear on the day he entered the palace.
"Mother, the Clothing Bureau has already prepared all these. You don't need to bother any more."
Faced with Su Li's enthusiasm, Pei Huan found it difficult to refuse.
Su Li was stunned. His hand, which was about to measure the size with a tape measure, stopped in mid-air. After a while, he said awkwardly:
"That's right, it was my mother who was inconsiderate."
Pei Huan was a member of the royal family, no longer her, Su Li's, son. Someone in the palace took care of his food, clothing, housing, and transportation.
For a moment, I felt lost.
Ever since that day, when the mother and son had their conversation, Pei Huan always felt sorry for Su Li.
He initially suspected that Su Li had ulterior motives and deliberately approached his father in an attempt to change his tragic fate.
He was still testing her without knowing the consequences.
Seeing Su Li's dejected face, he felt sorry for her and said:
"Mother, why don't you make me some pajamas? Your pajamas are soft and comfortable to wear."
Su Li's eyes lit up again in an instant.
"Okay! Okay! Mom will make it for you!"
Pei Xi pulled Pei Huan's clothes and asked with a sad face:
"Brother, will you come back?"
Normally, after Pei Huan returned to his ancestral home, he would have moved into the palace. The Queen Mother had already ordered renovations to the palace, personally overseeing every detail to ensure perfection.
Without waiting for Pei Huan to answer, Su Li hugged Xi Jie'er and said with a forced smile:
"Xijie'er, my brother will be a prince in the future. Princes have their own rules, and he will have to live in the palace in the future."
When Xi Jieer heard this, she burst into tears and sobbed:
"Then, then Sister Xi misses her brother, what should I do?"
"If you miss your brother, mother will take you to the palace to see him. Okay?" Su Li's nose also felt a little sour.
Pei Le was almost a year old, just learning to walk. Led by his nanny, he stumbled a few steps to Pei Huan's feet, opened his arms, and called out in a baby voice:
"Brother, brother, hug me!"
Pei Huan bent down very skillfully, picked up Pei Le, wiped the tears from Pei Xiyuan's face, and coaxed:
"I promise you, I'll come back to see you every now and then. Also, even though I've entered the palace, I'll always be your brother. Okay."
If it were Brother Huan, he would definitely not want to leave.
But he is Pei Huan, and he still has an important thing to do.
He could not do this important task in the name of Pei Huan, but he could do it in the name of Li Ji.
Father, mother, brothers and sisters, let them live a good life with He Meimei's family.
……
The day comes in the blink of an eye.
On this day, the palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, and the Ministry of Rites set up an altar, burning incense and praying to the heavens. The emperor also produced the royal jade disc, and personally inscribed Li Ji's name on it.
Eleven years have passed since the eldest prince was wronged.
The Empress Dowager and the Emperor have waited for this day for far too long.
People are happy when they are happy.
The Queen Mother looked radiant, as if she were ten years younger.
On the altar, civil and military officials stood on both sides, watching the sacred and solemn moment on the stage.
Pei Huan, now we should call him Li Ji.
Li Ji was wearing a prince's dragon robe. His body was like a green bamboo, tall and proud, handsome and imposing. As soon as he appeared on the stage, he attracted the attention of everyone present.
The old ministers who had witnessed the eldest prince's style couldn't help but shed tears when they saw Li Ji's appearance and demeanor.
"Like! Really like! They look just like each other, like they were carved from the same mold."
"The eldest prince was a man of great talent, both civil and military. It's a pity that he died young. It's truly a pity."
The court officials had long known about the eldest prince's unjust case, and now when they mentioned him, they all felt regretful.
But when they saw that Li Ji had completely inherited his father's style, they were very pleased.
Especially when they knew that Li Ji had led the troops to quell the civil unrest in Dali at a young age and supported Mingmin to ascend to the throne, they all looked proud and nodded in approval.
"As expected of Duke Dingguo, the young prince is so brave and insightful at such a young age. He possesses strategic plans and can win battles thousands of miles away."
"That's right! I heard the little prince has a photographic memory and can speak eloquently. The great scholars in the academy all praise him highly! Lord Sun, the top scholar and cabinet minister, is his teacher!"
"Oh, really? Then he is truly a man of both civil and military talents!"
"well!"
Su Li mingled in the crowd, listening to everyone's comments on Li Ji, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and honor that her son had grown up.
She was lucky enough to recognize this son.