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Chapter 243 Return to the Capital 60

Mother Su's heart skipped a beat. She had never expected her son to be so bold. She frowned almost instantly, "Yuer, how can you talk to your uncle like that?"

Father Su was not worried that the emperor would be angry. After all, he had been observing the emperor's words and expressions in the court all day long and knew that this was not the expression the emperor would have when he was angry.

Right now, he was more afraid of offending the old fox, the Prime Minister. When the other party tried to trip him up, it was hard to guard against! Why did Yu'er have to provoke his son when there were so many people he could mess with?

Father Su felt a headache when he thought about how cautious he would be in the days ahead. He had no choice but to step forward and say in a deep voice, "Yu'er, stop quibbling and admit your mistakes."

Seeing that both of them were speaking harshly to the child, the emperor waved his hands. He was not really angry. He asked him patiently, "Yu'er, it is a fact that you scratched Xi'er. Do you really think you are not wrong?"

He was always grateful to his sister for offering medicine to save his mother. In addition, Marquis Zhongyong had been serving him at the court for many years, so he had to give him some face. However, Nangong Xi was the prime minister's only son after all, so it was not appropriate to favor one over the other.

Su Ziyu was not afraid of the stage, and said politely: "Uncle Emperor, if you must judge right and wrong today, then I think all this is the fault of Uncle Prime Minister."

Prime Minister Nangong was suddenly called out. He raised his eyebrows, stood up and looked at the little kid with interest, "Oh, I don't know why the prince said that. How could I be wrong?"

He had just heard the whole story. Although he knew that Xier was at fault first, he felt somewhat distressed and upset that his son suddenly got a wound on his face.

The emperor was also curious, "Yes, why is it the prime minister's fault?"

Su Ziyu took the opportunity to say, “Uncle Emperor, Uncle Prime Minister, let me tell you a story.

Legend has it that a family gave birth to twins, but the family was in financial difficulty and could only raise one, so the mother sent the younger brother away.

Later, when the child grew up and the family became better off, the mother decided to bring back the younger brother she had sent away, and let him work hard with his brother so that they could also live a good life.

The younger brother who was sent away actually lived a good life, but when he saw that his mother and brother lived better, he could not help but feel resentful, so he tried to poison his brother and take his place. By the time his mother found out, it was too late.

The emperor originally thought it was just the talk of a child, but the more he listened, the heavier his expression became. He unconsciously put himself into the story and found it horrifying.

The fake emperor who was trying hard to be a background figure next to him was even more panicked. He really resented his mother and brother. Why were they brothers from the same mother, but his brother was the emperor while he could only be a guard?

He stared straight at the little kid in the center of the hall, secretly wondering who had instructed him to make up such nonsense.

The prime minister did not notice the emperor's expression and just asked, "What does this story have to do with me?"

Su Ziyu blinked and said, "Uncle Prime Minister, who do you think is to blame for this tragedy in the story?"

The Prime Minister said without hesitation: "Of course it's the brother's fault. He killed his brothers and sisters, which is unworthy of being a human being."

Su Ziyu shook his head, "Uncle Prime Minister, I think the mother is also at fault for all these tragedies. She sent her brother away and took the initiative to sever the mother-son bond.

But later, he became greedy for that little bit of family affection and took the person back with the mentality of compensation, completely ignoring his brother's narrow-mindedness and failing to appease his dissatisfaction, thus sowing the seeds of disaster.

Uncle Nangong, you are just like that mother, claiming to take good care of Nangong Xi, but what you did was like breaking Nangong Xi's wings.

You locked him up in your house, not allowing him to make friends or teach him the principles of dealing with people, and just indulged him blindly. As a result, he did not understand that a gentleman should not take away what others love, and he did not understand the friendship and respect between brothers.

Finally, Su Ziyu asked sincerely, "Uncle Nangong, do you really love Nangong Xi?"

These words came out lightly from the mouth of a child, but they made everyone ponder. There is a limit to spoiling a child, otherwise it would be called overpraising.

The prime minister was shocked. He didn't expect that his disguise of so many years would be exposed by a child. A hint of depth flashed across his lowered eyes.

Of course he loved Nangong Xi, but not that much.

Nangong Xi is the only treasure his first wife left him in this world. It is the child she risked her life to give birth to, so naturally he has to protect her.

But if he had a choice, he would rather have no children in his life and just want his first wife to be by his side.

The atmosphere in the hall was frozen for a moment.

The emperor obviously took this story to heart. There is a folk saying that brothers should settle accounts clearly. Brothers can quarrel over petty profits, let alone the throne!

The Queen Mother always said that she owed her younger brother in the past. He has tried his best to make up for it over the years. He promised him a high position and generous salary, and often kept him by her side to work.

But think about it from another perspective. If you were the younger brother, we were obviously brothers from the same mother, and the other party was the emperor, would you really be willing to obey his orders?

the answer is negative.

Li Junze's birthday party ended hastily after Su Ziyu finished telling his story.

When Su Zi wanted to go home, he was beaten with a bamboo stick. Su's father took the initiative to do it. Fortunately, Su's mother was soft-hearted and cried and protected the child after only a few beatings.

Su Ziyu lay on the stool, his pants were stripped off, and his buttocks felt cold and a little painful, but when he saw A Niang standing in front of him, he suddenly felt as if he had suddenly realized something.

It turns out that’s the time!

The original owner did have memories of being beaten by his father, but he only vaguely remembered that it was because he scratched a little kid’s face. He didn’t expect that the unlucky guy was Nangong Xi!

No wonder that guy always picked on him for no reason when he grew up, it turned out that the grudge was caused by this time!

It’s true!!!

In the next few days, Su Ziyu lay in bed to recuperate, and in order to prevent him from getting bored, his mother sent someone to deliver several baskets of small things to entertain him.

Lu Zhu showed them to him one by one without getting tired of it. Su Ziyu was bored and waved his hand after taking a look. They were all children's toys and he had no interest in them at all.

It wasn't until a palm-sized piece of ice flower hibiscus jade appeared in front of him that Su Ziyu's eyes widened instantly. Isn't this the material for the token of love between him and Li Junze!

Seeing that he was interested, Lu Zhu quickly stepped forward and handed it to him, "Young Master, this is Ice Flower Hibiscus Jade. If you like it, I will ask someone to carve an object out for you tomorrow so that you can play with it."

Su Ziyu stroked the jade material, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, "Bring me a pen and paper, I'll draw a blueprint and have someone carve it according to my drawing."

Luzhu responded immediately, quickly prepared the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone, placed them on the bed, and then ground the ink while watching Su Zi start painting.

He originally thought that the young master would just draw randomly, but he didn't expect that the content of his drawing was no less than that of a professional painter. "The young master is really amazing!"

Su Ziyu finished the painting in one go, drawing the pattern of the jade pendant in his mind exactly as it was. He gently blew away the ink marks, feeling nostalgic in his heart.

At this time, the system suddenly appeared, [Host, it's time to go! I will take you to the correct time and space. ]