Although Fu Jingen complained about the ability to name the grandson in his heart, he still flattered the grandson on his face: "Your Highness, this name has a very good meaning, and Fu Zhen is also catchy when he read it. My wife will definitely be very happy when she finds out."

The grandson smiled and said, "It's good that you like it. OK, let Xuanjing carry the child out."

Fu Jingen felt that the grandson was too stingy and said bluntly: "Your Highness, this is the first time you have seen my son. You must always express your feelings for this first time!"

The grandson said with a funny look: "Then what do you want me to give?"

Although he and Fu Jingen have only known each other for more than two years, they are very keen on him. They are not only a monarch and minister, but are actually the same as friends when they get along with each other in private.

Fu Jingen didn't be polite to the grandson, and said directly: "Your Highness, I heard that there are original works of "A Commemorating to My Nephew Ji Ming" in the imperial city. I wonder if I can use us to observe some time."

"A Commemorating to Nephew Ji Ming" is also one of the three major running calligraphy calligraphy calligraphy works that have been passed down from generation to generation. If Qingshu can get it, it would be impossible for the calligraphy to be able to go to the next level.

"If you don't lend it, would you say I'm stingy?"

Fu Jingen said three words in a row and didn't dare.

He said he didn't dare, but his face was not the same. The grandson smiled and said, "I can't borrow it, but I can reward you with this copybook."

Fu Jingen, a trip to Huashan, not only helped him provide advice, but also attracted the attention of Xin Wang and others. This is how he had plenty of time to make arrangements.

Fu Jingnen showed a look of surprise on his face: "Thank you, Your Highness, Your Highness, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Year

At this moment, Brother Fu'er's cry sounded outside, and the cry became louder and louder, and it was like crying down the Qianqing Palace.

His Royal Highness the Grand Prince said with a smile: "Take the child back quickly and let you rest for a day today and come to work as a business tomorrow."

"I obey the order."

When Fu Jingen wanted to hug the child, the grandson took off the ring on his thumb and handed it to him: "Take it for the child to play with, otherwise your virtue will definitely complain to your wife and say I'm stingy."

Although Fu Jingen is the second best, he is not as rigid as a scholar. He can talk to you for thousands of years of history and describe the rumors in the market vividly. Chatting with him is not boring at all.

"Your Highness, you really wronged me. I have always praised you in front of my wife..."

His Royal Highness the Grandpa, didn't want to hear his insincere words: "Go out quickly to coax your son, and I will also review the memorials."

After getting a famous post and a ring, Fu Jingen went out happily.

Looking at his wealth-loving look, Taisun laughed.

When he returned home, Fu Jingen wanted to offer treasure to Qingshu, but he didn't see her when he entered the house: "Have you gone out?"

Chuntao smiled and said, "No, my wife is practicing calligraphy in the study."

Seeing Qingshu practicing calligraphy attentively, even the father and son didn't know that they entered the house. Fu Jingen lowered his head and said to Fu Geer: "Son, let's go back to the house and wait for your mother!"

Chuntao brought a bowl of egg custard into the house and said, "Master, this was what the wife ordered before she went to practice calligraphy, and there were two drops of sesame oil in it."

Fu Jingen smiled and said, "When I was in the palace, Brother Fu ate two pieces of date paste cake. I am not hungry yet, so I will put this egg custard for him later."

Half an hour later, Qingshu returned to the house.

Fu Jingen took out the emerald ring and showed it to her and asked with a smile, "Qingshu, guess where does this thing come from?"

Qingshu took it and took a look, saying, "This is the best-quality emerald. Who can wear a ring of this material besides the grandson?"

"It's indeed the grandson's. He gave this to our son as a meeting gift."

Qingshu asked in surprise: "How come Taisun gives Brother Fu'er a finger ring?"

Fu Jingen said without thinking: "He hopes that Brother Fu can be as literary and martial as me in the future, so that there will be another pillar of the court in the future."

Qingshu smiled: "Your high expectations will put Fu'er in great pressure."

Speaking of this, Qingshu continued to ask: "Did the grandson give Brother Fu'er a name? If not, then we can name it ourselves."

Fu Jingen hurriedly replied: "I took it and took it. Our Fu Ge'er's big name is Fu Zhen."

It’s not that he didn’t want to complain to Qingshu, but that he made this request because he failed to name his son in time. If he wanted him to say that the name was not nice, wouldn’t he be scolded?

Qingshu thought the name was very ordinary, but the meaning of Taisun was different: "This name is really good. Jingen, do you think I want to take my child to the East Palace to thank me?"

The palace is not easy to go to. After all, the emperor is sick now and has no one in charge in the harem, but he can go to the East Palace to thank the Crown Princess.

Fu Jingen shook his head and said, "No, it's not too late to thank you when you have the Grandmother Concubine."

Speaking of the Grand Princess, Qingshu couldn't help asking: "The Grand Princess has now given filial piety, and it's time to take the wedding date!"

Fu Jingen shook his head and said, "The emperor may die at any time now. Which minister dared not give up his eyes to propose the grandson's wedding at this time."

Qingshu said: "Now the overall situation has been decided. I believe that the Prime Minister Gao must want Gao Xiner to marry the grandson earlier. No one has submitted a memorial to say that this matter is because the matter of Xin Wang has not been completely resolved. Wait a while later, can anyone submit a memorial to discuss this matter?"

Fu Jingen smiled and said, "What's the use of court officials' discussions? It would be in vain if the grandson did not agree."

Qingshu felt something was wrong when he heard this and asked, "Does Your Highness not want to marry Gao Xin'er?"

Otherwise, His Highness the Grand Prince would definitely not have this attitude.

Fu Jingen smiled and said, "I told you before that the first person you are dealing with is King Xin, and the next one is Chief Gao. He is going to attack Chief Gao, so how could Gao Xin'er become the future queen of the mistress of the East Palace?"

Qingshu Yishu.

Fu Jingen said: "This Gao Xiner is not only arrogant, arrogant and tricky, but also a cruel and ruthless woman. How can such a woman with no character or virtue be the mother of a country?"

"How do you say this?"

He has heard that Gao Xiner is domineering and has a bad temper. As for the cruel and ruthlessness, it has been mentioned by real people.

Fu Jingen explained: "At the beginning of the year, she went to her own farm for two days. She dropped a pearl earring while playing outside. Later, she found out that a girl in the farm had picked up the earrings. She insisted that the earrings were stolen by the girl, and then asked the servants to beat the girl to death."

"That girl is a servant of the Gao family?"

Fu Jingen shook his head and said, "No, it's a tenant from the Gao family. This matter was suppressed by the Chief Minister Gao, but the grandson arranged someone to be with Gao Xiner, so he knew about it."
Chapter completed!