After Xiao Yeyang brought the Xiliao envoy to Beijing, he immediately returned the tiger talisman to the emperor.

Although the emperor didn't show it on his face, he was still very satisfied in his heart.

Originally, some officials had objections to the emperor directly naming Xiao Yeyang King Weiyuan. However, after the armistice agreement was signed with the Western Liao mission and a list of items to be paid as tribute each year was drawn up, the objections disappeared.

Xiao Yeyang didn't expect that the emperor would make him a king, but he was still very happy about it.

Although he is the eldest son of Prince Ping's Palace, the throne of King Weiyuan was obtained by his own ability, not by inheritance. This is his recognition and affirmation.

Xiao Yeyang was happy, but Prince Ping had some objections.

Royal Palace.

Prince Ping looked at the emperor with a look of resentment: "Brother, if you make Yeyang the King of Weiyuan, what will happen to Prince Ping's palace?"

The emperor glanced at him lightly: "The purpose of naming Ye Yang as King Weiyuan is to deter other countries in the Western Region, and also to encourage Ye Yang to govern Xiliang. This throne is not hereditary."

After hearing this, Prince Ping's face looked better, but his mouth was still raised high: "That boy didn't have much contact with me in the first place, and now he doesn't even need the throne, so he won't take me seriously.

It’s inside.”

The emperor looked at Prince Ping speechlessly: "As a father, it is enough for you to be like this."

Prince Ping: "Brother, I don't care. We can't let that kid think that Prince Heping's Mansion is not involved. Please issue a decree and make my grandson the heir apparent of Prince Ping's Mansion."

Regarding this, the emperor had nothing to do and was too lazy to bother Prince Heping, so he immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will issue an order later."

Prince Ping became happy and left with a smile.

Looking at his younger brother's leaving figure, the emperor also laughed.

Only this stupid brother would be happy because the title is not hereditary!

The emperor stood up and looked at the territory of Daxia.

The area of ​​Xiliang is larger than the two or three inland provinces. If it is managed well, it can relieve a lot of pressure on the court.

Since he succeeded to the throne, it's not that he has never thought about governing Xiliang, but because of the harsh conditions, no one in the court or court was willing to go. Yeyang was the first to stand up and help him solve the problem.

Over the years, Yeyang has made a lot of contributions, both openly and secretly, so making him king is also meant to compensate.

Thinking of this, the emperor sat back in front of the royal desk and wrote an imperial edict proclaiming Xiao Moxi the Crown Prince of Prince Ping's Palace.

......

At the entrance of the palace, Prince Ping came out and saw Xiao Yeyang standing aside waiting. Although he was satisfied, he still kept a straight face.

Xiao Yeyang stepped forward to salute, and then got into the carriage with Prince Ping: "What did the emperor say?"

Prince Ping: "The throne is not hereditary."

Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang breathed a sigh of relief.

If he were not the prince's son, he would definitely be extremely happy if he got the title. But the problem is, his father is a prince, and if he is granted the throne again, he will be a double king, which is a bit too eye-catching.

It's okay that the emperor's uncle is still alive, but a hundred years from now, the new emperor will definitely be dissatisfied, and he doesn't want to be liquidated.

"Father, your grandson will be one year old soon..."

Before he finished speaking, Prince Ping smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will remember it and will hold a birthday party for my eldest grandson."

Xiao Yeyang was silent: "What I mean is, I will go back to Xiliang in the next two days."

The smile on Prince Ping's face was less, but he still said: "You should go back early, uncle and Yan Yatou are still over there."

Xiao Yeyang was silent for a moment, and then said: "Then you should take good care of yourself in the capital."

After hearing this, Prince Ping was stunned for a moment.

His son actually expressed concern for him?

Prince Ping was a little surprised. His legitimate son and he had always been at odds with each other since he was a child. After getting married, his temper got better, but he never cared about him.

Now that you have a son, you know how difficult it is to be a father?

‘Cough~’

Prince Ping coughed lightly to cover up his uneasiness: "Um... I often look at the painting I sent back last time. I said that Mo Xi looks really good, with those eyebrows and eyes.

This king’s is exactly the same, and he is indeed my eldest grandson.”

Xiao Yeyang was speechless after hearing this. He rolled his eyes. Why didn't he see that his son looked like his father? He obviously looked like him, okay?

Prince Ping continued: "I can no longer go to Xiliang to see my grandson. If you are free, please send me a portrait of Fu Moxi every year."

Xiao Yeyang said ‘hmm’ and nodded in agreement.

In the next two days, Xiao Yeyang rested for one night in the palace, went to the Yan family and Dingguo palace, then entered the palace to say goodbye to the emperor, and then returned to Xiliang without stopping.

......

Ganzhou City, Xiao Mansion.

Daohua soon received the news that Xiao Yeyang was crowned king and his son was crowned prince.

"The slaves have paid their respects to the princess!"

"Meet the Crown Prince!"

Guyu brought the maids and women over to congratulate Daohua.

Rice, who had just turned one year old, was lively and active. He was leaning on the wall to learn to walk. When he saw so many people coming into the yard, he immediately let go of the wall with his hands. He stood upright and giggled, his hands still messy.

slapping.

Daohua looked on, startled, and hurried forward and squatted down to support the little ancestor: "What do you know? You know how to be silly and happy here."

The rice babbled against the rice flower for a while, as if trying to tell her apart.

Daohua couldn't stop laughing when she saw it.

At this time, Guo Ruomei came over, and when she saw her smiling grandson, she immediately laughed and said: "We Daazi are so smart, we know that we are the heir apparent."

When the grandson saw his grandmother, he immediately stretched out his hands to hug her.

Guo Ruomei hugged her grandson with a smile.

Daohua said quickly: "Mom, this boy is getting stronger and stronger now. When I got up this morning, I almost couldn't hold him. Otherwise, let Fang Niang hold him."

Guo Ruomei shook her head and refused: "How big is rice, how strong can it be? Don't worry, I'm not too old to move, I can still hold my grandson."

Daohua had no choice but to signal Fang Niang and the maids to pay more attention.

Guo Ruomei: "By the way, Yeyang has been granted the title of Prince. It seems that the officials at the health center have also received the news. Some female relatives have handed over the notice. You can go and deal with it. I will watch the rice."

Daohua: "That's hard work, mother." She said, squeezing her son's little hand, "Listen to grandma, mother will be back soon."

The rice made a "babble" sound twice, which seemed to be urging the rice flower to move quickly.

Daohua glanced at her son and said, "You are a heartless little one. Once you have your grandmother, you will forget about your mother." After saying that, she smiled and left with the maid.

Daohua didn't have much emotion about becoming a princess. Anyway, no matter whether she was the prince's concubine or the princess, there was no other female family member with a higher status than her in Xiliang.

......

"Daazi, come to mother's side quickly!"

Hurrying slowly, Xiao Yeyang returned to Ganzhou City in early June and still missed his son's first birthday.

As soon as I stepped into the yard, I heard the cheerful voice of Daohua. Looking for the sound, I saw Daohua under the flower gallery with her back to people, squatting down to greet the little fat man two or three meters away.

After entering June, the weather was very hot and muggy, so Little Fatty wore a bright red bellyband and a pair of loose pants, and took a shaky step towards the rice flowers.

The little chubby boy is not walking very steadily, and his body will sway when he takes a step.

"Dong dong dong!"

Daohua saw that her son didn't seem to want to leave, so she immediately took out the rattle and shook it: "Daohua, look at what this is. Come to mother, and I'll let you play with it."

Little Fatty hesitated for a moment, then took a step slowly again.

The walk was very unstable this time. Seeing that his son was about to fall, Xiao Yeyang's heart skipped a beat. As soon as he took a step, he saw his son using the force of leaning forward to pounce on his mother.

In my arms.

"Dong dong dong~"
Chapter completed!