Bo Shangnan didn't seem to care whether the emperor was waiting for him. He still pulled Ji Nian'er down to him and held her palm carefully in his hand. "You will be fine after a while. You have not recovered from the motion sickness. I just got in the sedan chair again. I'll ask Eunuch Shang to prepare some sour plum juice for you first."

"Yeah." Ji Nian'er nodded. It could be seen that Boshangnan was still brotherly to the second prince, but he seemed to have a little concern for the elder brother who became emperor.

"Third brother." Bo Shanghong couldn't help but urge him again, and there seemed to be a trace of helplessness in his words.

"Let's go." He followed Bo Shanghong with Ji Nian'er's hand.

The three big characters "Chengqian Palace" are written on the plaque with golden characters and black lacquer on the door forehead. The pen is strong and strong. As the saying goes, seeing a word is like seeing someone. These three characters are written with force and restraint and restraint. You can tell at a glance that the person who writes is an upright and strong person. There is no mention of the words on the plaque. Ji Nian'er, who has always been very interested in calligraphy, has been staring at the plaque and nodding constantly with appreciation.

"What's wrong with the third brother and sister?" Bo Shanghong saw Ji Nian'er stopping and couldn't help but look up at the plaque.

"Observe its strength without losing it, your figure is spreading without exaggerating, your handwriting is flowing, good characters are really good characters." Ji Nian'er couldn't help but praise, "I don't know who mentioned the characters, but if you have the chance to see them, you will have no regrets in this life." Perhaps because of his father's influence, Ji Nian'er's good calligraphy since she was a small-sized one, and even followed her father to participate in countless calligraphy exhibitions, and she can be regarded as half an expert.

"The third brother and sister know how to write?" Bo Shanghong was delighted when he heard Ji Nian'er's praise. Although women mostly learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the boudoir, most women still value women's red. A few women are good at painting piano, followed by chess, and this calligraphy is even less. After all, women write more beautiful small characters and know very little about men's calligraphy. Ji Nian'er talks about his words, so he can tell that he is an expert.

"My father loved calligraphy since he was a child, and he learned some basic knowledge through his experiences, which made his second brother laugh." Ji Nian'er smiled slightly and answered modestly.

"This is the word "Father's Emperor." Bo Shangnan answered Ji Nian'er's question, "The father's Emperor had just ascended the throne, and took down the word "Chengqian" for his palace, hoping that the heaven and earth will change and the world will change, and the wing kingdom can still stand firm."

"Is that true?" Ji Nian'er frowned slightly when she heard Bo Shangnan's words, "What a pity. If the father was not the emperor, he would have been a person who had a heart for the sake of the world. It would have been very hard for such a righteous person to live in the palace." Ji Nian'er couldn't help but say it, and after saying it, she realized that what she said was a bit out of proportion.

Unexpectedly, Bo Shanghong applauded, "My brother and sister really have good eyesight. My father always said that if he was not in the imperial family, he would rather be a private school teacher in the folk, teach and educate people, and be more comfortable."

"That's not. My father must be a talented person. Wouldn't the private school teacher waste his father's ability? Everyone envies those who can take the throne, thinking that they can enjoy all their glory and wealth, and look down on the world, but they don't know that the heights are too cold. But they are just alone, and my father must have worked very hard in his heart." Ji Nian'er sighed, with a slight sadness in her eyes.

"Nian'er," Boshangnan blocked Ji Nian'er's shoulder and was moved by what she said. His father once wanted to pass the throne to him, but he was also inconsistent with the fact that if he really became the emperor, he would be lonely all his life, and he himself would not want to participate in these trivial matters. His father had been tired all his life and could not have a close friend until his death. Although his father and mother had a deep relationship, his mother was just a concubine after all, and he could not interfere in politics in the harem. His mother could not share his worries about the affairs of the previous dynasty.

Ji Nian'er's words made Bo Shanghong silent. The Tian family seemed far away and enviable, but the people in the Tian family envied the ordinary life of ordinary people.
Chapter completed!