Chapter 24 Are you already fifteen?

As for Xie Chenyu, it is obvious that she has never even heard of her name.

When he was a child, he was the royal cook in the palace, and when he grew up and left the palace to build a palace, he was also the cook assigned to the Shang Palace Bureau. As a noble prince, he never cared about these things.

The first time I heard these names, Xie Chenyu touched his nose.

"It's just a worthless folk thing, but it's worthy of this prince's appetite?"

"Deserve it, deserve it"

Lin Ximeng smiled and greeted Qingqing to come in.

"Go to Zhang Ma at the back corner door, give her two taels of silver and ask her to buy some small wontons from Ma Ji's breakfast shop on the back street. Remember to ask for shrimp, add more sesame oil and mustard shreds, and ask for big shrimp skin and seaweed.

"Whole piece"

Qingqing responded skillfully and left.

Lin Ximeng walked closer to Xie Chenyu, looked him up and down, clicked her tongue and shook her head.

"too skinny"

"I have visited all the dim sum and breakfast stalls on the three streets around our house, and this one in Ma Kee is the most authentic, especially the bowl of wontons."

"Your Highness, you must try it. You see, I have gained five or six pounds without knowing it, and I can't even put on my clothes."

Lin Ximeng rambled on about her home affairs.

Xie Chenyu was in a daze.

Suddenly, I felt that the Queen's plot and the fratricide between brothers were washed away by the smoke and fire of the world.

Only some fragments remain in my mind.

He suddenly floated up from a cold crack. Here there was sunshine, rain and dew, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and all kinds of beautiful things in the world.

Xie Chenyu didn't know when he raised the corners of his lips, and the sharpness in his eyes melted away.

"You know a lot"

Lin Ximeng was proud: "That's right, people are made of iron rice and steel, will they feel hungry if they don't eat for one meal?"

Xie Chenyu: "..."

Xie Chenyu had a rare appetite for breakfast that day.

When he went to the study room in the front yard, Zhao Hai looked at the rosy-faced master, and his anxious heart finally returned to his stomach.

In my heart, I took another high look at Miss Lin.

Look, among all the masters in the back yard, the only one who can satisfy them is Miss Lin.

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Back in the study, Xie Chenyu practiced archery for a while as usual.

In the middle of the morning, when the weather was not so cold, he left the palace alone and galloped towards the countryside on horseback.

Xie Chenyu found the most remote temple in the outskirts of the mountains and forests. It was inaccessible and there were only a few old monks who had no interest in world affairs and only chanted sutras and meditated every day.

He took off his gorgeous python-patterned robe, took off his jade-topped gold crown, put on a wooden hairpin and plain clothes, walked up the mountain, and knelt devoutly in front of the Buddha.

Kowtow one after another.

Every time I stood up, my eyes became redder, until finally my forehead turned red and my eyes were bloodshot.

No one knows what he is thinking.

Only the white-bearded old monk knocking on the wooden fish at the Buddha's feet glanced at him and shook his head lightly.

"Young people, this person has passed away, you should cherish the people around you"

Xie Chenyu looked at the old monk with persistent and stubborn eyes.

"If Master knew my experience, maybe he wouldn't say this. Some things can't end just by saying they're over."

The old monk shook his head and sighed softly.

After leaving the Buddhist hall, Xie Chenyu went to the back mountain.

There is a small stream here, which is formed by the convergence of springs from the entire mountain. It is pure, white, and clear. Occasionally, a small fish will cast its reflection on the pebbles.

He sat down against a tree, took out a jar of wine from his bag, and drank one sip after another into the clear stream.

The cold and hot liquor passed through his throat, causing Xie Chenyu to cough several times, and the tears that had been holding back in his eyes finally burst out.

Xie Chenyu desperately looked up at the sky and held back his tears.

After drinking strong wine, Xie Chenyu was already slightly tipsy.

He took out the flawless white jade pendant from his clothes.

The warm mutton-fat white jade glows like gelatin under the winter sun, and its delicate lines have been rubbed into a round shape.

Xie Chenyu stared at it for a long time, then put it in his hand and rubbed it a thousand times.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and threw the mutton-fat jade pendant into the deep pool of the stream.

It was deep, pure and undisturbed, the cleanest place he could find.

"Mother, I forgive my son for not being able to take you with me."

"Knowing that you died unjustly, I will definitely seek justice for you in this life!"

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Returning to the Sixth Prince's Mansion, Xie Chenyu returned to his rich and romantic dandy appearance.

After the New Year, he was already seventeen.

The queen once urged him to ask the emperor for a job to practice and practice, so he couldn't just live his life as an idle king.

Xie Chenyu thought about it for two whole days and finally knocked on the door of the imperial study.

As the New Year approaches, there are more and more disaster reports from various places in the snowy and cold winter, which makes the old emperor’s head swell with criticism.

After two days of hard work but no reduction, the old emperor finally lost his patience. On the grounds that the dragon was ill, he handed over all the information listed above to the cabinet and closed the door to enjoy himself.

The euphemistic name to the outside world is to recuperate from illness.

Xie Chenyu rushed to the imperial study room and asked to see his father. Liufu looked embarrassed.

"Your Highness, Sixth Highness, it's not that I'm a slave who refuses to communicate, it's because the Emperor doesn't have time to spare."

"What are you doing, father? My mother said that I am already seventeen, and you want me to ask for a job to go and practice next year."

Xie Chenyu leaned on the carved lacquered dragon-to-sky pillar, looking reluctant.

Liufu was about to cry. He thought to himself, "Why don't you come sooner or later, but now you have to come?"

Xie Chenyu was too lazy to tell Liufu any more, so he simply pushed him away and walked straight in, shouting, "Father, where are you? My son is here to say hello to you."

Liufu's smile was uglier than his tears, and he said to his heart, "Grandpa, please stop shouting, you will tear off this old slave's head."

Xie Chenyu originally thought that his father would be lazy at most and would not go too far, but he was wrong after all.

Before entering the door, I heard a woman's breathing inside.

Wait until he appears alive in front of the desk in the imperial study room.

Concubine Meng ran out of the room in a panic, her face purple and swollen, and she was dressing as she ran.

The old emperor slowly came out of the room with a look of reluctance on his face, his old face elongated.

"cough"

He coughed awkwardly and spoke with difficulty.

"Why are you coming here at this time? I just finished approving the coupons, and Concubine Meng came over to deliver snacks."

Halfway through, I suddenly realized that I was the emperor and didn't need to explain anything to anyone.

He immediately stopped the topic and asked Xie Chenyu what brought him here.

"Father, my son understands"

Xie Chenyu had an expression that I knew well, and stepped forward to share the old emperor's worries.

"If my son wasn't so useless, my father wouldn't have to be so tired."

"Just in time, my mother said that I am already seventeen after the Chinese New Year, and it's time to find a job to practice. Then my son is here, right?"

It was rare for the old emperor to take a serious look at his son.

The sixth child, who lost his mother long ago and was as thin as a bean sprout, has grown into an adult.

He is nine feet tall, with a jade tree facing the wind, and a green beard on his face.

"Have you left the palace to build a mansion?"

The old emperor asked casually.

"My son left when he turned fifteen. It was his mother who asked the Shang Palace Bureau to do it."

"Are you already fifteen?", the old emperor was suddenly surprised.

Xie Chenyu's smile became even brighter.

"My son will be seventeen after the Chinese New Year."

"oh"

The old emperor coughed heavily, stood up and walked around a few times with his hands behind his back.

"Then it's really time to find a job."
Chapter completed!