She raised her head with a smile on her face: "Hong'er, let's go."

The child was very happy and held her hand. Along the way, he no longer jumped around, but walked steadily and maturely - he knew that the teacher had taught him to be solemn, pious and not frivolous when praying.

The mother and son knelt in front of the futon with the big statue of Emperor Zhenwu.

Fangfei kept her eyes closed.

But the child muttered something: "Great Emperor, you must bless my father for his safe return... I will come and pray every day. Please..."

Fangfei was silent for a long time.

It wasn't until the child finished kowtowing that she took his hand and stood up.

The main hall is so empty.

Fang Fei stood here and suddenly felt the cold air around her.

How many years has it been since I last set foot here???

However, the changes to the layout are not significant.

Even the ancient and majestic dragon chair.

Even the color tone and position remain unchanged.

It symbolizes the spread of imperial power from generation to generation.

The little emperor said respectfully: "Queen Mother, please sit down."

Fang Fei sat down with him and looked at the pile of memorials on the table.

She reviewed them slowly, without much accumulation.

Emperor Hongwen didn't have many things backlogged before.

There were only a few items that were submitted for in-depth reforms. He did not deal with them, but specially selected them. Apparently, he left them for Fangfei to deal with after he left.

Fangfei looked at it carefully.

Explain to your son slowly.

Then, teach your son to mark.

Some "understood", some "complied" and some simply suppressed it.

The meaning of "get it" is that the memorial is not interesting, but the emperor did not want to criticize them directly and did not express any opinions.

At first, she watched Luo Jia handle it like this and didn't understand the mystery behind it.

It took time to figure it out.

Now, Hong'er also looked confused.

He only needs to look at these situations, and then, day after day, year after year, he will figure out their true meaning.

Fang Fei picked out the most important ones, wrote them into small notes, and gave them to him.

When he went to court, he would take out a small piece of paper and tell the ministers his opinions on how to deal with the matter based on everyone's report.

By the time we finished all this, it was already lunch time.

Grand Tutor Li Chong was waiting outside. When he saw them going out, he cautiously said: "Your Majesty, Queen Mother, you have worked hard for so long. Go and rest for a while."

From now on, a woman and a child will begin such a long and hard life.

It is almost impossible to get a good rest.

This was the first time Fang Fei saw her old friend after returning to the palace.

Of course he knew that these memorials had been sorted out by him first, inspected meticulously, and then presented to them.

At this time, the people I have to rely on and trust the most are these people.

She looked at his face that resembled Li Yi. After a while, she said: "Li Chong, from now on, you will still be responsible for Hong'er's morning classes."

"I obey the decree."

The child said with great interest: "Queen Mother, do I still want to learn horse riding, calligraphy, archery, etc.?"

Fang Fei answered him kindly: "Learn something."

Originally, an emperor was not allowed to have any hobbies and interests of his own. He only had to sit in a high position and serve as a sacred and illusory model and saint.

However, when the children are so young and life is so boring, if there are no hobbies worth attracting, what fun is there in life?

The child got the promise and happily said: "Queen Mother, shall we go back for lunch?"

Fang Fei looked at him. This child had always wanted to go to the Queen Mother's palace to have dinner.

"Hong'er, you are the little emperor now, you should have your meals in the Lizheng Hall."

The child opened his eyes wide: "Queen Mother, I don't want to eat alone..."

He had tasted that feeling before, two days before he came back.

His father had not fully taken over him at that time.

I could only stand alone in front of the big table, looking at the table full of dishes and the many people serving.

How can a child be able to eat countless delicacies from mountains and seas?

Stand in the main hall!!

A cinnabar mole on the heart.

Fang Fei was unwilling to step into it again for the rest of her life.

However, at this time, I looked at my lonely son.

In this world, he is the only one.

He is also alone.

Even the shame towards Luo Jia was suppressed deep in my heart.

She held his hand and walked into the Lizheng Hall for the first time.

It really feels like a lifetime ago.

Flower trees on both sides.

Fragrant grass all around.

Towering ancient trees.

Nothing has changed.

Everything has never gone far.

When she entered, she suddenly heard a strange voice: "Little thing...little thing..."

She was horrified.

Looking around, can't you see any shadow?

When my vest became cold, I almost broke into a cold sweat.

Only then did he realize where he was - it was next door to the emperor's dormitory.

A neat and gorgeous house.

The jewelry box inside contains a variety of collections, which are colorful and dazzling.

Then I remembered that this was my own private money—a place specifically for storing private money.

The child's voice was full of curiosity: "The Queen Mother. My father said that this room belongs to you. My father also said that everything in this room was left to you by the late emperor and grandpa..."
Chapter completed!