Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 511 Surprise (2 more)
Zhao Xi and Song Yuanbao arrived in a short while.

Facing courtiers' courteous overtures, Zhao Xi responded indifferently, found his seat and sat down.

When Song Yuanbao entered the palace, he glanced around. Seeing his father and mother, he immediately trot over excitedly. Seeing Wen Wan's uncomfortable look, he frowned again, "Father, mother is about to give birth, why are you still here?" Bring people into the palace?"

Afraid of Song Wei's embarrassment, Wen Wan preemptively explained: "I want to come by myself. I have never participated in a palace banquet since I was appointed by imperial order. I want to come and see."

Song Yuanbao's eyebrows were almost twisted into twists, "Mother... aren't you messing around? There are people coming and going at the palace banquet, with such a big belly, what if something happens to you accidentally? manage?"

Song Wei didn't let him continue talking, and called him to a quieter corner outside the Qingliang Hall alone, and asked, "Did your Highness draw the kind of mechanism beast you proposed?"

Song Yuanbao's eyes widened, "How did Dad know?"

Apart from him and Zhao Xi, no one should know about this matter.

"Guess." Song Wei paused, then asked again: "What gift did Your Highness prepare for the Emperor?"

Song Yuanbao thought for a while, and said, "It's a birthday picture drawn by him himself. Hey, let me tell you, Your Highness's picture is amazing. When you look at it from the front and the back, it turns out to be two completely different pictures. I specially invited a master to mount it, I think it should be able to surprise the audience."

Song Wei hummed, "It can be seen that His Highness has put a lot of thought into it."

For some reason, Song Yuanbao heard the feeling of "dissatisfied, not amazing, too ordinary, so-so" from his father's words.

Ordinary?
Song Yuanbao didn't think so, he was shocked.

Although this painting is Zhao Xi's whim.

Saying "on a whim" is actually a bit of a joke. The exact description should be caused by inspiration.

It's as if his previous drawings of mechanism beasts were also inspirations that suddenly burst out in the dead of night.

It's just that it took him a long time to stay up all night for the design of the mechanism beast, but it only took an hour for the birthday drawing.

Song Yuanbao can still recall the details of that night.

Zhao Xi, who had slept until midnight, suddenly got up and turned on the light. Eunuch Sanbao scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, but he didn't dare to open the door to go in, so he had to come to the side hall to shake Song Yuanbao out of his dream, and let him go to see His Highness.

Song Yuanbao was a little annoyed to get up, and he was still in a daze at the time, so he slapped him across the face, hitting Father-in-law Sanbao's white dough impartially.

The little eunuch let go of him, sat on the ground and cried, saying that Young Master Song had no conscience, His Highness had raised him for so long, and now something happened there, he didn't want to go and see, but he was still able to sleep.

The unconscionable Young Master Song fell asleep because the little eunuch cried him out. He yawned and put on his robe. He rushed to the door of Zhao Xi's bedroom in a hurry, intending to give a domineering kick. When he went down, he found that the door was not closed. Shuan, it was too late to close it, the whole person jumped forward, licked the mud like a dog, raised his head, and met Zhao Xilai who was sitting quietly under the lamp and painting with a brush.

Song Yuanbao: "..."

Song Yuanbao felt that all the embarrassments in his life were overdrawn that night.

He got up as if nothing had happened, patted the ashes off his body, cleared his throat, "Then what...are you busy?"

Zhao Xi: "What's the matter?"

Song Yuanbao was so poor at words that he had never seen before. After holding back for a long time, he choked out a sentence, "I just want to ask, are you hungry after working so hard at night?"

Zhao Xi: "..."

Embarrassment is embarrassment, he went to see the painting made by that person the next day, and there was nothing to say except for the words "amazing" - oh no, he even shouted at that time, "Your Highness is omnipotent!"

In exchange for Zhao Xi to look at a fool.

……

Staying awake in the middle of the night risked sudden death and sat under the lamp to prepare a birthday gift for the old father.

What a dedicated prince, what a filial son, how could the things he sold be mediocre but not amazing? !
Song Yuanbao felt that it was necessary for him to explain to his father the wonder of the painting and Zhao Xi's dedication.

Song Wei had no idea that Song Yuanbao had added so much drama to himself in just a few short moments of silence, and he said, "Go and get His Highness's design."

"Huh?" Song Yuanbao couldn't keep up.

He paused for a long time, blinking his eyes twice, "Why do you need a design drawing?"

"It's useful." Song Wei said.

Song Yuanbao twitched, "But if I just take it like this, isn't it the same as stealing?"

Song Wei nodded, "You can go in and talk to His Highness."

"What if he doesn't agree?"

Song Wei: "You tell him that I let him take it, and he probably won't stop it."

Song Yuanbao was still thinking, when Zhao Xi listened to his father so much, he had already walked into the hall and stood beside Zhao Xi.

Seeing him standing there motionless, Zhao Xi couldn't help asking, "Why don't you sit down?"

Song Yuanbao returned to his senses, bent down, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, my father asked you to fetch that picture?"

"What picture?"

"design diagram."

Zhao Xi frowned lightly, "Are you sure it was Song Sicheng who let him take it, and it wasn't your whim?"

"How dare I lie about this kind of thing?" Song Yuanbao expressed serious dissatisfaction with his lack of trust, "If my father doesn't say anything, I can't even bring it to the public. What's the use?"

Zhao Xi glanced at Song Wei who was opposite him.

Song Wei was talking to Wen Wan with his head down, and didn't notice the movement here at all.

Zhao Xi pursed his lips and sighed, "It's in the box on the highest floor of the Bogu shelf in my bedroom, go and get it."

"Come on!" Before Emperor Guangxi came, Song Yuanbao slipped away quickly.

When the small box was brought back, Emperor Guangxi happened to drive over.

Song Yuanbao was so tired that he was out of breath, and after everyone saluted the emperor, he sat down next to Zhao Xi.

Zhao Xi asked him in a low voice, "Did you get it right?"

There are two identical boxes on the top floor of the bogu shelf.

Song Yuanbao asked: "What will happen if I take the wrong one?"

"Ask Song Sicheng."

Zhao Xi threw five words at him, and turned his attention to Emperor Guangxi.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, Emperor Guangxi's face is full of red today, with a pleasant smile, and he seems not as sleepy and depressed as he was a few days ago.

The first part of this palace banquet is gift giving.

According to the hierarchy, the eldest prince Zhao Xi should be ranked first.

Emperor Guangxi looked at him with a smile, his eyes seemed to be expectant, "Last year Xi'er gave me a long life screen, I wonder if there will be a surprise this year?"

Zhao Xi was about to speak, when Song Wei suddenly said: "Your Majesty, His Highness and all the subordinates of the Shenbing Division have prepared a surprise for you, I will let someone carry it in."

Zhao Xizheng was at a loss, and when he raised his eyelids, he saw the officers of the Shenbing Division coming in one after another, carrying boxes half as tall as a person, twelve in total.

(End of this chapter)