Chapter 948 Chapter 948, one year old

  After Xiao Yeyang brought the West Liao delegation to Beijing, he immediately returned the tiger talisman to the emperor.

  In this regard, although the emperor did not show it on his face, he was still very satisfied.

  Originally, some officials had opinions about the emperor’s direct designation of Xiao Yeyang as the king of Weiyuan, but after signing an armistice agreement with the Xiliao Mission and drawing up a list of items to be tributed each year, the voice of opposition disappeared.

  Xiao Yeyang didn't expect that the emperor would give himself a king, but he was still very happy about it.

  Although he is the elder son of Prince Ping’s Mansion, the throne of King Weiyuan was obtained by him by his own ability, not by inheritance. This is his recognition and affirmation.

  Xiao Yeyang is happy, but Prince Ping has opinions.

  The Royal Palace.

  Princess Ping looked at the emperor with a grimace: "Brother Huang, you make Yeyang the king of Weiyuan, what about my Prince Ping Mansion?"

The emperor    glanced at him faintly: "The purpose of making Yeyang the King of Weiyuan is to deter other countries in the Western Regions and to encourage Yeyang to govern the Western Liang. This throne is not hereditary."

Hearing this, Prince Ping looked a little better, but his mouth was still raised: "That kid didn't kiss me very much, and now he doesn't even need the throne, so he doesn't even look at me. Inside."

  The emperor looked at Prince Ping speechlessly: “It’s enough to be a father like you.”

  Prince Ping: "Brother Emperor, I don't care. You can't let that kid feel that the Prince Heping Mansion is not implicated. You make a decree to make my grandson the son of the Prince Ping Mansion."

  For this, the emperor has nothing to do. He is too lazy to grind the peace prince, and immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay, I will make an order later."

  Prince Ping became happy and left with a smile.

  Looking at the back of his brother leaving, the emperor also laughed.

  This stupid brother is only happy because the title is not hereditary!

  The emperor got up and looked at the map of Daxia.

  The area of ​​Xiliang is larger than that of the two or three inland provinces. It really needs to be governed and it can alleviate a lot of pressure on the court.

  Since he succeeded to the throne, he hasn't thought about managing Xiliang, but because of the bad conditions, no one of the ministers of the DPRK is willing to go. Yeyang is the first to stand up and help me solve the problem.

  In the past few years, Yeyang has made a lot of credit on the surface and in the dark. It also means to make compensation for him to make him king.

  Thinking of this, the emperor sat back in front of the imperial case and wrote down the imperial decree of Feng Xiao Moxi as the son of Prince Ping’s mansion.

   At the gate of the palace, Prince Ping came out from inside and saw Xiao Yeyang standing aside and waiting. Although he was satisfied, he still had a straight face.

  Xiao Yeyang stepped forward to salute, and then got into the carriage with Prince Ping: "What did Uncle Huang say?"

  Prince Ping: "The throne is not hereditary."

   Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang breathed a sigh of relief.

  If he is not the son of the prince, he will be very happy to have the prince, but the problem is that his father is a prince, and he will be crowned as a double king. This is a bit too eye-catching.

  It’s okay that the uncle Huang is still alive, but after 100 years from the uncle Huang, the new emperor will definitely be dissatisfied, and he doesn't want to be liquidated.

   "Father, your grandson will soon be one year old."

Before he finished speaking, Prince Ping smiled and said, "Don't worry, this king remembers that he will host a birthday party for my grandson."

  Xiao Ye was silent, "I mean, I'm going back to Xiliang in the next few days."

  The smile on Prince Ping’s face was a little less: "You should go back sooner. Uncle and Yan Yatou are still there."

  Xiao Yeyang was silent for a while, and still said, "Then you have to take care of your health in the capital."

  Hearing this, Prince Ping was sluggish for a moment.

  The son actually cared about him?

  Prince Ping was a little surprised. His aunt and he had always been on the tip of wheat from childhood. After getting married, his temper became better, but he never cared about him.

  This is to have a son, knowing that it is not easy to be a father?

  ‘Cough~’

Prince Ping coughed slightly to cover up his unnaturalness: "Um. I often take the paintings I sent back last time. I say that Moxi looks really good, and his brows and eyes are exactly the same as my own. It really deserves to be the grandson of this king."

   Xiao Yeyang was speechless when he heard this, and rolled his eyes directly. Why didn’t he see that his son was like his father and he was obviously like him, OK?

  Prince Ping continued to say: "This king can't go to Xiliang to see his grandson. If you are free, you will send me a portrait of Fu Moxi every year."

  Xiao Yeyang let out a ‘um’.

  Two days later, Xiao Yeyang rested in the palace for one night, went to Yan's house and Dingguo's palace again, and after entering the palace to say goodbye to the emperor, he returned to Xiliang non-stop.

  Ganzhou City, Xiao Mansion.

  Daohua soon received the news that Xiao Ye was appointed king of Yang and his son was condemned to the world.

   "The servants please peace with the princess!"

   "Meet Shi Ziye!"

  Gu Yu brought the maids and women over to congratulate Daohua.

Daozi, who was just over one year old, was lively and active. He was learning to walk while leaning on the wall. Seeing so many people in the courtyard, he immediately let go of the wall with his hands, he just stood upright and giggled, his hands still messed up. Slapped.

   Daohua looked at him, startled, and felt as if he stepped forward and squatted down to support this little ancestor: "If you know what, you know that you are silly and happy here."

   Daozi babbled at Daohua, as if to distinguish her from her.

  See you, Inaka, she couldn't smile.

  At this time, Guo Ruomei came over and saw his smiling grandson, suddenly smiled: "We Daozi are really smart, this is because we know that we are the son of the world."

  The grandson saw his grandmother and immediately stretched out his hands to hug.

  Guo Ruomei reached out and hugged her grandson.

   Daohua quickly said: "Mother, this kid is getting stronger and stronger now. When I got up this morning, I almost didn't hold him. Or, let Fang Niang hold him."

  Guo Ruomei shook her head and refused: "How big is the rice? Where can the strength go? Don't worry, I'm not too old to move, and I can still hold my grandson."

  Daohua couldn’t, she could only tell Fangniang and the maids to pay more attention.

  Guo Ruomei: "By the way, Yeyang has been named the prince, and the officials of the health post seem to have also received the news. Some female relatives handed over posts. You can deal with it. I will watch Daozi."

  Ina Flower: "Then hard work mother." Then, she squeezed her son's little hand, "Listen to my grandmother, mother will be back soon."

  Daohua screamed twice, thinking that she was urging her to leave.

   Daohua glanced at her son: "You little heartless." With that, she left with her maid this time.

  I don’t have much feeling about becoming a princess. In any case, whether it is the royal concubine or the princess, in Xiliang, there is no other female family member who has a higher status than her.

   "Daozi, come on here, mother!"

  As soon as Xiao Ye stepped into the yard, he heard the cheerful voice of Daohua. Looking for the reputation, he saw Daohua under the flower corridor, with his back facing people, crouching to greet Xiao Pangdun two or three meters away.

  At this time, it has entered June, and the weather is very sultry. Xiao Pangdun wore a big red bellyband and a pair of loose pants, and took a trembling step towards Daohua.

   Xiaopangdun is not walking very steadily, and if he takes a step, his body will shake.

   "Boom boom boom!"

   Seeing that her son didn’t want to leave, Daohua immediately took out the rattle and shook it: “Daozi, look at what this is. Come to my mother and I’ll play it for you.”

   Xiaopangdun hesitated for a while, and took a slow step again.

This time he walked very erratically. Seeing that his son was about to fall, Xiao Yeyang kicked his heart. As soon as he took a step, he saw his son pounce on his mother with the force of leaning forward. Arms.

   "Gluck~"

   Xiao Pangdun threw himself into Daohua’s arms, and quickly took the rattle and shook it, revealing his two white front teeth brilliantly.

  (End of this chapter)