Forced to Ascend the Throne after Transmigrating

At first, there were people in the harem who gloated over the misfortune, but now they are too lazy to even inquire about it. After inquiring about it, they only make themselves angry.

As usual, the Sixth Prince came to report to Emperor Jingwen on the recent work of the court.

Although Emperor Jingwen seemed to be less involved in affairs nowadays and had entrusted him with such important tasks as mobilising grain and grass, the more this was the case, the more the Sixth Prince dared not slack off.

The Sixth Prince knew very well that his father had been the emperor for so many years and had a very strong foundation. His father’s position was far from being as simple as it seemed. If he made even the slightest mistake, all his previous efforts would be in vain. Naturally, the Sixth Prince was extremely alert.

What the Sixth Prince did not expect was that when he arrived at the Qinzheng Palace, he found that his father was not there at all. The Sixth Prince was stunned.

He remembered that this was exactly the time his father had mentioned the day before.

Seeing this, the eunuch beside him hurriedly said, “The emperor is in the imperial garden now.”

However, the young eunuch didn’t know the exact location, and even if he knew, he wouldn’t dare to tell you.

The Sixth Prince knew the rules, so he had no choice but to look for the emperor all over the Imperial Garden.

Fortunately, whenever Emperor Jingwen went out, there was always a large crowd and he could be easily discovered.

When the Sixth Prince heard the noise and came to the garden, Ye Shuo was fighting crickets with his adoptive father.

Neither of them was a professional player, and the crickets were just randomly found, but despite this, the two of them still had a lot of fun playing.

“Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!” Ye Shuo shouted while holding a piece of cow grass.

Emperor Jingwen next to him remained silent, but from his expression one could tell that he was also working hard.

How could the competitive Emperor Jingwen allow himself to lose, even in a cricket fight?

The Sixth Prince paused for a moment.

After a moment’s silence, he came over.

“Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince is here.” Wang Ziquan, who was standing by, hurriedly reminded him when he saw this.

While his cheap father was distracted, Ye Shuo quickly poked his cricket, making it more and more agitated. Then he pounced on another cricket and killed it.

Wang Ziquan: “…”

Wang Ziquan took a step back silently.

Emperor Jingwen took a deep breath, then raised his head. When he saw the Sixth Prince, he suddenly remembered what he had said two days ago.

I’m really old and my memory is not that good. I even forgot such an important thing.

Ye Shuo had no interest in what was happening in the court, so he didn’t pay attention to what they were talking about. He only vaguely heard words like “the war is fierce” and “the treasury doesn’t have enough money”.

Ye Shuo believed that with his brothers’ abilities, it should not be difficult to handle these things.

By the time the Sixth Prince had finished discussing with Emperor Jingwen, it was almost noon. Ye Shuo was bored and was playing with rings and bracelets made of cow grass.

It happened that the Sixth Prince had to rush back to the Six Ministries in the afternoon. If he took a detour to go to his own residence, he might be too late. So the Sixth Prince simply went back to Qiuwu Palace with Ye Shuo and the others to have lunch.

It was only March now, and the weather was still chilly. When Ye Shuo was on the road, he noticed that it seemed to be windy, so he said casually, “It’s windy, Dad, put on more clothes.”

Emperor Jingwen didn’t think there was anything wrong at all. He was not so bad that he couldn’t stand even this little breeze.

Seeing his refusal, Ye Shuo couldn’t help but frown.

His stepfather’s health was already poor enough, and now he wasn’t being taken care of. Ye Shuo couldn’t help but feel a bit of a headache.

“How can this be possible? What if I get caught in the wind?”

Seeing his youngest son frowning, Emperor Jingwen finally put on the thin cloak. After all, it was just a piece of clothing and not a big deal. There was no need to make him angry.

What’s more, Xiaojiu is concerned about himself.

The Sixth Prince standing aside was stunned. You know, what his father hated most was being controlled by others, and anyone who tried to control him always ended up badly.

It wasn’t even the Empress dowager’s place to let the Emperor call her Mother, but didn’t she still get implicated?

Now the emperor was not only not angry, but happy instead. The Sixth Prince was naturally surprised.

In addition, during lunch, the Sixth Prince saw his father move his chopsticks twice towards one of the spicy dishes. The third time, he wanted Wang Ziquan, who was standing next to him, to take some, but was stopped by his Ninth Prince.

My cheap dad is getting old now, and his sense of taste is not as sensitive as when he was young. Instead, he likes food with strong flavours. Although spicy, salty and fresh taste good, it is not good for his body and will increase the burden on his cardiovascular system.

Ye Shuo could only remind him helplessly.  

If it were in the past, Emperor Jingwen would have lost his temper. As an emperor, he could eat whatever he wanted. Why should he care about other things? Who would have the guts to control him?

But now…

Seeing the disapproval in his youngest son’s eyes, Emperor Jingwen thought about it and finally put down his chopsticks.

The Sixth Prince walked out of Qiuwu Palace in an almost daze.

He felt that he might need to write something, or deal with some important matters piled up in the six volumes, and calm down.

After Zhao Chongrong passed away, Ye Shuo and Emperor Jingwen never mentioned the matter of the pill again, especially Ye Shuo. It would have been fine if he had questioned him loudly, but he did it silently, which made Emperor Jingwen feel uneasy.

Now it seems that everything has been turned over, but Emperor Jingwen still feels aggrieved in his heart.

Especially because of this incident, the youngest son did not have a good birthday this year, let alone a banquet. However, because of Zhao Chongrong’s matter, the youngest son has not been in a good mood recently, so Emperor Jingwen did not mention it.

Now that Zhao Chongrong had been buried, Emperor Jingwen began to find various excuses to reward his youngest son.

There are some things that Emperor Jingwen may never be able to say in front of Ye Shuo. Besides, he has no experience in apologising, so he just stuffs all the good stuff into Ye Shuo’s arms.

The storeroom in Prince Ye Shuo’s mansion was almost full, and the housekeeper was hesitating whether to knock down the wall of the adjacent room and build another storeroom.

Seeing that his cheap father wanted to give him a precious tree that had just been sent as tribute from the local area, Ye Shuo hastily refused: “No, no, no, this thing is clumsy and heavy, and it doesn’t look good. I have to take care of it carefully every day, and it can easily break if I’m not careful. I don’t want it.”

The jade branches of the precious tree were thin and brittle, more precious than itself, but Ye Shuo could not afford to serve them.

You have to know that being gifted by the emperor is a great honour. Ordinary noble families would build a special ancestral hall to worship one if they could get it, and they might even keep it as a family heirloom. But when it came to Ye Shuo, he didn’t choose it.

Emperor Jingwen didn’t take it seriously when he heard this: “It’s broken, so what’s the big deal?”

He had plenty of such things in his private vault, and Emperor Jingwen would never punish his own son for such trivial matters.

Emperor Jingwen is now very open-minded. It doesn’t matter if some insignificant little toys are broken by his youngest son while playing with them.

Once upon a time, Emperor Jingwen was so distressed that he even spent a long time smashing his two emerald unicorns when Ye Shuo was just born.

In addition to these things that happened in public, Emperor Jingwen also secretly ordered his secret guards to carry the things in his private vault to Ye Shuo’s palace box by box without telling anyone.

Emperor Jingwen knew that he could not hand over the Ye family’s kingdom to him, but his personal property would not be a problem because it would have to be divided in the end anyway.

Emperor Jingwen was extremely secretive, fearing that Ye Shuo would spread the news everywhere. Emperor Jingwen also specifically reminded Ye Shuo several times, telling him not to let the news leak out, especially to his brothers, who must not be mentioned under any circumstances.

Of course, Emperor Jingwen did leave nothing for the Fifth Prince and other princes, but as for the quantity and quality…this kind of thing, after all, is just a father’s intention, and they themselves do not lack these material possessions.

What’s more, the five princes all have real positions, but the youngest son has nothing. It’s generally fair that one gains while the other loses.

In addition to his youngest son, Emperor Jingwen also left some for his youngest daughter, but the Princess’s Palace had not yet been built, so there was really no place to put those things, so they could only be temporarily placed in the youngest son’s palace. When Emperor Jingwen got the list compiled by his subordinates, he also specifically asked them to classify them, so that it was clear which one was for his son and which one was for his daughter.

“Jianjian is a girl, she will feel confident only if she has something in her hands. When she gets married, you must remember to give it to her as a dowry.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Shuo naturally agreed.

Emperor Jingwen finally felt relieved.

Since these were just casual chats between father and son, Emperor Jingwen did not particularly avoid others, so his words “If it’s broken, it’s broken, what’s the big deal” quickly spread.

There were more and more things that needed the Sixth Prince to do. He paused, then put down his pen and looked at the few antique vases in the study that were given to him by his father. He couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if he broke the vase.

But after all, this was a gift from Emperor Jingwen when he got married, so the Sixth Prince finally gave it up.

It’s really not worth it for such a small matter.

He has more important things to do, so he naturally doesn’t care about these trivial things.

As for the Fifth Prince and Concubine De, they couldn’t help but think that their father/the emperor was still alive. If one day their father/the emperor was gone, how long would he be able to be proud?

The days passed one by one, and from time to time Ye Shuo would follow Emperor Jingwen out of the imperial city to play in Shangjing City, either fishing or playing pitch pots, cricket fighting, mahjong, sunbathing, etc.

At first, the imperial concubine didn’t want to follow them around. After all, she only went out occasionally, and when she came back, life in the palace would only seem more boring.

Now that the Queen is gone, Concubine Shu has been demoted to Xiaoyi, Concubine Xian has lost her only son, and Concubine De has been implicated in the affairs of the eldest prince. Add to that the fact that Emperor Jingwen hasn’t held a beauty contest for several years, it would be strange if the Imperial Noble Concubine’s life could be interesting.

But Ye Shuo insisted on taking her along, and finally, the Imperial Concubine accepted it.

Sometimes, the Imperial Concubine was shopping there, and Ye Shuo and Emperor Jingwen were waiting for her. Sometimes, Ye Shuo and Emperor Jingwen saw some interesting stalls or novel things, and the Imperial Concubine would wait for them.

All in all, Emperor Jingwen lived a very comfortable and happy life during these few months.

Three months passed in a flash, and in the blink of an eye it was the day for Ye Shuo’s wedding that had been set by the Imperial Observatory.