Shi Jiang didn't expect that Yang Ji would say this. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and touched Yang Ji's head.
"Mother, I don't mind the eldest prince coming here to have fun with you. I'm afraid that Concubine Cui will come and take him away before the eldest prince sets foot in Fengyi Hall of this palace."
Hearing what his mother said, Yang Ji was puzzled.
The Queen Mother is such a gentle person, why would Concubine Cui not want the Emperor's brother to come over to play?
"You are already six years old. There are some things that my mother will only say once. If you don't understand, just keep it in your heart and think about it slowly in the future."
Shi Jiang looked at Yang Ji's innocent eyes, sighed secretly, and then explained all the pros and cons of the interest entanglement between her, Concubine Cui, and Yang Ji and Yang Jian.
Yang Ji had a look of confusion on his face. He didn't understand why there were so many entanglements between adults.
There were also so many problems between him and the eldest brother.
These questions were simply incomprehensible to his little mind.
He even felt that if the eldest emperor brother wanted the position of prince, he would let him.
The teacher has already said that brothers and sisters should be respectful to each other, why should we fight over each other?
In Yang Ji's heart, the position of prince is like a toy in his hand that he can share with his elder brother, even worse than his own beloved toy.
Looking at Yang Ji who looked troubled, Shi Jiang didn't say much.
It is indeed good to be innocent and kind, but in the palace, it may be fatal.
How to keep a pure heart and at the same time withstand all kinds of dangers brought by the outside world, this is what Yang Ji wants to do.
Shi Jiang only hopes that he can maintain his original intention and not slowly assimilate with others as time goes by.
"Okay, since you can't figure it out, let's leave it alone for now. If you think too much at a young age, be careful not to grow taller."
Shi Jiang patted his son on the head and told him to wash his hands quickly and eat.
Yang Ji's ability to successfully memorize the assignments assigned by his teachers over the years is mainly due to his hard work and diligence.
After eating, he went to the study room and began to write the big characters and recite the articles assigned by the teacher. After finishing writing and memorizing, he reviewed the books and did not wash up until a quarter past midnight.
The next morning, I would get up at 9:00, practice martial arts with the guards for an hour, wash up, eat, and then go to the study.
It might be easy to live like this every once in a while, but it is like this every day. It is rare for Yang Ji to have such perseverance at such a young age. Shi Jiang is very pleased.
Yang Jian's health was not good, so he would not be like Yang Ji.
Going to bed early and getting up late every day, Concubine Cui wished she could have the palace officials carry her on their backs.
She was reluctant to let him use more strength, but if she couldn't recite the book, Cui Guifei would get angry again and look at the overwhelmed Yang Jian, hugging her head and crying.
He viciously scolded the Queen for being hypocritical, saying that she was not good-hearted, and told Yang Jian to be careful of the Queen and Yang Ji plotting against him.
Under such circumstances, how could Yang Jian's body and studies recover?
My thoughts became much deeper. On the way to the study the next day, my head was withered and my brain was drooping.
Yang Ji originally saw him and was about to say hello to him, but he saw that Yang Jian didn't look at him at all. He just went in and sat down, took out the book and immersed himself in reading.
Yang Ji thought of what his mother had said yesterday, pursed his lips, and sat down directly without coming forward to talk to him, and took out a book to review.
For a while, the only quiet sound in the study room was the slight rustling of pages being turned.
As for Yang Jiong, in the past few years, because he often doted on those concubines, he began to feel a little bad.
Some time ago, I was too noisy at night, which led to me catching wind and cold. I had a cough for more than half a month, but it still didn't get better.
When people are sick, they are naturally not in a good mood.
Coupled with Cui Xiang's aggressiveness and the implicit meaning of his words these days, Yang Jiong was appointed as the heir apparent.
Of course, the best candidate for the crown prince is his grandson, Yang Jiong's eldest son Yang Jian.
If we say that when Yang Ji was first born, Yang Jiong still liked the child very much and felt that establishing a prince was a matter of course.
But now, when he is not in good health, he suddenly hears someone asking for a crown prince, and he can't help but wonder whether he thinks that he, the emperor, is blocking other people's way, so he wants to establish a crown prince as soon as possible, and then he can take care of things better.
He, the emperor, was kicked away.
After going to court, Yang Jiong's face turned livid.
"Sooner or later, I will cut this old man into pieces. I'm not dead yet, and he keeps saying that he's thinking about what will happen to me a hundred years from now. Do you think I don't know his thoughts and plans?"
He slammed the tea cup brought by his personal eunuch to the ground and cursed fiercely.
As soon as he finished cursing, he coughed so loudly that Yang Jiong felt that his lungs were about to be coughed out. His face was red and he couldn't breathe.
"Your Majesty, guarantee the dragon body!"
Seeing Yang Jiong's appearance, the chief eunuch was so frightened that he almost lost his mind. He quickly stepped forward and patted Yang Jiong on the back.
But at the next moment, Yang Jiong's eyes turned red, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Yang Jiong's mouth, and then he leaned to the side.
"His Majesty……!?"
The first reaction of the eunuch was to shout loudly for the imperial doctor, but before he could say anything, Yang Jiong grabbed his wrist tightly.
"Go, call the queen, and then secretly announce that the imperial doctor is here. Don't let anyone know about me vomiting blood."
After Yang Jiong spit out the blood, he felt that his depressed heart suddenly felt much relieved.
Therefore, without waiting for the big eunuch to shout, he quickly stopped him.
His current appearance must not be known to the previous court and Prime Minister Cui.
Otherwise, people in the imperial court may become impetuous.
Therefore, I can only go and invite the queen.
Thinking of the queen, Yang Jiong's thoughts were a little wandering.
Because in the past few years, although the queen was willing to go out of Fengyi Palace to take care of the harem for him, her thoughts were all on Yang Ji, her son.
In the first year, he still wanted to live a good life with the queen and his son.
But every time he went there, the queen had a cold face and spoke solemnly, which made him very boring and disappointed.
After doing this for two or three times, Yang Jiong had no intention of going to Fengyi Hall again.
In addition, because Concubine Cui was suppressed by the queen, the concubines in the harem were naturally occupied with their thoughts.
I often met him, the emperor, by chance when I was in the imperial garden.
Seeing these young and beautiful concubines, they also tried their best to please him.
How could Yang Jiong remember the goodness of the queen? He only regarded her as a pawn to balance the Cui family.
But now that he was vomiting blood and feeling ill, all he could think of was the Queen.
Yang Jiong's thoughts were turbulent, and he leaned on the dragon chair. Then he heard a familiar and cold voice coming in from outside the door, and he looked intently.
I saw Shi Jiang slowly walking in, his appearance the same as before.
"Your Majesty, what do you want me to do with my concubine?"