Chapter 957： no

There is also the matter of the Zen seat. Now he is the emperor, but Qi Xiuyuan knows that she is on a case-by-case basis and asks Xiaobao to give up the seat to his son when he gets older and go out to play by himself.

But others don't know, anyone who reads this letter will think that she is suggesting that he should give Xiaobao a meditation position in the future.

As the Supreme Emperor, can you leave the capital?

No, the emperors of all dynasties and dynasties had to get the emperor's approval to even leave the palace where he lived.

Besides the sage kings of Yao and Shun, which of the later emperors of Zen was not forced?

Qi Xiuyuan shook his head, "I thought your fourth aunt was much more stable than your fourth uncle, but who knows that he is also a disregard for the past. Can you say this casually?"

"But I think the fourth aunt is right, father, when I turn ten, you can let me go out and experience."

Qi Xiuyuan flicked his head and said, "Isn't that two years left? I think it's the little bear who gave your heart to the wild."

Qi Xiuyuan is not distrusting his son, but is afraid of danger, let alone assassination, disease alone is a big hidden danger.

It can kill people if he is not acclimatized to the soil and water. Xiaobao looks no worse than his peers now, but when he was born, he was much weaker than the average child. For the first three years, he was almost soaked in a medicine jar, and it was only these two years. Medicated diet, and practicing health boxing, this is better.

How dare he let him go out of Beijing?

Qi Xiuyuan refused, even if Xiaobao almost rolled on the ground, he didn't agree, he just told his son, "If you really want to travel around, then try to have a capable son, make way for him in the future, and go out and play by yourself."

If the son is voluntarily taking the meditation position, I believe that the grandson will not lock him in the palace, right?

Xiaobao's eyes were slightly red, "But the age of sixty is so far away, and there are still fifty-two years to come."

He felt black in front of him just counting.

Qi Xiuyuan laughed, rubbed his head and said, "What a stupid boy, you really plan to become a Zen monk after the age of sixty, how many people in this world can live past sixty? If your son is not stupid, you will too. If you can live a long and healthy life, you should go to the Zen seat at the age of fifty and give it to him."

Qi Xiu's eyes are full of expectations, and he knows the destiny at fifty. In the royal family, it is not bad to live past fifty.

Xiaobao looked at his father, suddenly hugged his waist and said, "Father, you can live past eighty."

Qi Xiuyuan caressed his back and smiled, "According to your good fortune, the royal father thinks it's pretty good to be able to live past sixty."

Qi Xiuyuan's heart moved slightly. If his lifespan is long enough, it would be okay to give the throne to Xiaobao. Haoran has traveled all over the world, but he has not traveled much except north of the Yangtze River, and what A Ling said is not bad. , He has worked hard for half his life, why can't he do something he likes when he is old?

At this time, Qi Haoran was teaching his wife by jumping on his feet. When the couple went to bed at night, they routinely talked about what they did today. Mu Yangling lightly mentioned two letters she wrote to Xiaobao. Qi Haoran almost missed it. Planted from the bed.

His political sensitivity was a little off, but that didn't mean he was stupid, he thought of what Qi Xiuyuan thought of after a while.

He didn't even bother to sleep anymore, so he was busy adding common sense to his wife.

Mu Yangling's thinking was still connected to his previous life, how could he think of this, he could only ask with his mouth open: "Just for this reason, the prince is detained in the capital? But the prince stays in the capital, and I haven't seen any competition for the throne. Ah, look at how many princes have ascended the throne from Qin to the present, and how many have the princes dispatched troops to seize the throne?"

can be counted in one slap, and compared to the prince's cardinal number, it is almost rare.

Qi Haoran was silent.

"I think, this is the psychology of people, because the crown prince is the closest to the throne, and if the emperor is dead, he will be able to take over the throne naturally, but the psychology of wanting to force the palace to rebel is the weakest, but other princes are not. , they will either force the prince or the emperor to death, they are the most likely to force the palace, of course, this is from the point of view of interests, but human beings are not completely based on interests, they have human nature , I have concerns, after all, there are only a few people who kill their fathers and brothers just for one position, we can't deprive the happiness of the majority for the sake of the few, and do you think that the precautions of the emperors of the past dynasties have worked?"

Mu Yangling said: "Isn't everyone going to form a party or fight for the throne? It doesn't matter if you can't go out of Beijing, but I think that if you let the princes go out to Beijing and take a look around, you can broaden your horizons a little bit, and you won't be in a bad mood. Looking at the one acre of land in the capital, all his thoughts are on the throne, this world is so big, if he really wants to be emperor, there will be a large piece of land opposite the sea outside Guangzhou..."

Qi Haoran was listening carefully at first, but when she heard this sentence, she stopped her immediately, "Come on, it's a wild place, I don't want to give it to my father, and people who leave home are cheap, who wants to leave their hometown."

Mu Yangling looked at him with a pouting mouth, but did not refute, not to mention these ancient people, even she, would not even think about leaving China, leaving her hometown.

"Okay, even if you are right, you can convince the emperor, but there is one thing you can't easily leave the capital if you can't do Xiaobao." Qi Haoran said.

"What's up?"

"Disease." Qi Haoran said solemnly: "Unacceptable conditions, dysentery, plague, these are all diseases that will kill people. If it wasn't for the little bears and the others who accompany us to run around the world without any discomfort, I wouldn't let you. Several mothers will take office with me. There is only one crown prince, not to mention the imperial brother, even the courtiers will never allow him to go out to Beijing to take risks."

Mu Yangling's infinite sympathy for Xiaobao, "Then he really can't come out to play in the mountains and water, no, is it experience?"

Qi Haoran glanced at her, but did not expose her, and said, "You can only take the second way. Later, he will give his son the Zen seat, and he will come out to play after he abdicates."

Mu Yangling regretted: "It would be great if Daqi's medical skills could be advanced enough to cure all these diseases."

Qi Haoran curled his lips and said, "In ancient times, medical skills were still spread, but now they are teachers and students. It is passed down from father to son. It is very difficult for outsiders to learn medical skills."

Seeing Mu Yangling looking at him in amazement, Qi Haoran said angrily: "You think you don't know anything, it's like fighting a war, martial arts and tactics are passed down from family to family, you can go to the bookstore and look for it, if you can find it How many books on the art of war have been published? That's why there is a saying that "thousands of troops are easy to get and one general is hard to find". If you don't learn the art of war, you can only **** for yourself in battle. Those who can become generals will climb out of the pile of bones. And why did the hereditary military function go further and rise faster in the army?

"It's not only because of his family's connections in the army, but also because of his heritage. He can learn the art of war, and his starting point is higher than those mud legs." Qi Haoran pointed in the direction of his study: "You really think that you The military books in the study were bought from bookstores? My uncles found them for my elder brother, and my elder brother passed it on to me. When I was a child, I almost lost half my life in a fight with someone for a military book. And Zijin helped me buy a manuscript, which cost no less than a thousand taels, which is more expensive than those antique calligraphy and paintings."