Emperor Jiaqing didn't take much rest after eating. Instead, he took out the memorial and started reading it.

Although going to a summer resort is equivalent to going on vacation, it doesn't mean he doesn't do anything. What's more, he still has a lot of memorials that he has accumulated before. Now that he has nothing to do on the road, he can pass some time by correcting the memorials.

Seeing this, Jiang Wan couldn't help but sigh in her heart. It turned out that the emperor was not that easy to be. He couldn't even take a break on the way to the palace, and he had to be busy dealing with state affairs.

Thinking that Chen'er is the only prince of Emperor Jiaqing and will definitely inherit his mantle in the future, Emperor Jiaqing's current life is a reflection of Chen'er's future life.

Thinking like this, she suddenly didn't want him to inherit the throne. After all, being an emperor was too hard. Not only did she have to get up early to go to court every day, she also had to correct memorials after the morning court, and she only had a few days of rest every month.

"If being an emperor is so hard, why do so many people want to be an emperor? Even the princes of the previous emperor killed each other in order to compete for the throne. In the final analysis, it is not for the emperor's supreme rights and status." System explained.

"That's right, who can resist such a temptation." Jiang Wan agreed with this.

After the accident at home, she truly realized the importance of power. For those big shots, the lives of ordinary people like them were worthless. Crushing them to death was like squeezing an ant to death. Their lives were not valued at all. Take it seriously. If she hadn't been bound to the system, Liu Cong, the son of Shangshu, who had harmed her brother and father, was still at large, and they might not have been able to seek justice.

If you don't want to be bullied, then you can only try your best to climb up.

However, Chen'er is still a baby now, and Jiang Wan feels that it is too early for her to consider this.

Besides, maybe Chen'er likes to be the emperor very much. Chen'er's choice is up to him, she can't use her own ideas to view it.

Thinking of Chen'er, she couldn't help but feel homesick and worried. She didn't know if Chen'er would miss her mother and cry if she was away from her.

"What's wrong? Do you miss the child?" Seeing her lowering her head and thinking about something, Emperor Jiaqing couldn't help but guess.

"Chen'er is still so young, I should stay with him." Jiang Wan nodded.

"Chen'er has his mother watching over him and Grandma Gong is here, so nothing will happen to her," Emperor Jiaqing said.

However, even though he said this, he began to miss his son in his heart. Jiang Wan left his son for the first time, and so did he himself. When he thought about not seeing his son for two months, he felt unhappy.

Maybe I shouldn't go to a summer resort to escape the heat.

It's just that emperors of all generations have to go to the summer resort every summer. This has become an unwritten rule, and he can't cancel it rashly.

Chen'er was still young, so he shouldn't have let Jiang Wan come with him, but when he thought about not seeing Jiang Wan for two months, he felt that he would miss her very much, so he chose her.

"I am a little worried that Chen'er may have forgotten us as parents after not seeing us for a long time," Jiang Wan said.

"It's not impossible." Emperor Jiaqing also felt that it was possible. Children have poor memory, not to mention that Chen'er was only a child under one year old.

"Don't think so much. Everyone has come out, so just relax." In order to divert her attention, Emperor Jiaqing pointed to the inkstone on the table and said to Jiang Wan: "Grind the ink for me."

The left and right have already left the palace, and it is useless to think about it now. Two months is not too long, and it will pass soon.

"Okay." Jiang Wan naturally did not refuse. He had something to do to kill time.

Naturally, this was not the first time Jiang Wan had done the task of grinding ink. After all, Jiang's father and Jiang Feng were both scholars, and she had also studied and practiced calligraphy with them.

Jiang Wan poured some water into the inkstone, then picked up the ink stick and started grinding it.

She didn't know what kind of ink it was, but the ground ink was very delicate. Before she used it to write, she knew that the written words would be full of ink.

In this way, Emperor Jiaqing began to correct the memorial, while Jiang Wan was polishing his ink aside. For a while, the two of them did not speak, and the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

"But I feel bored. If you feel bored, you can read a book. You can read any books on the bookshelf." Emperor Jiaqing saw her staring at the inkstone on the table in a daze, so he guessed that she must be bored.

"Yeah." Jiang Wan responded, and then started to look at the books on the bookshelf.

There are quite a lot of books on the books, and there are many types of books, including poems and songs, military books, history books, planting and water conservancy books, and even travel notes.

Although these books are still very new, you can still see traces of being read, and some of them are even marked and written down with some of their own opinions.

It can be seen that Emperor Jiaqing had read all these books.

What Jiang Wan actually likes to read is story books. In the past, her brother Jiang Feng often bought some story books from bookstores and brought them back to her to read.

However, as the emperor, Emperor Jiaqing naturally would not look at such unfashionable things, so there were naturally none on the bookshelf.

In order to pass the time, Jiang Wan had no choice but to read this travel journal.

The travel book she chose was written by a minister of the previous dynasty. The content was about what the minister saw and heard in the local area when he was abroad. The content was not very boring, but Jiang Wan only read half of it, and she couldn't bear it. I dozed off and became sleepy.

She looked at it, her eyes slowly closed, and she fell asleep unconsciously.

Emperor Jiaqing was still correcting the memorial. He inadvertently raised his eyes and found that Jiang Wan had fallen asleep.

She fell asleep with her head on her arms and the book in her hand.

She slept like a baby, with a light pink blush on her little face, her eyes closed quietly, her eyelashes long and black, like a small fan, casting a light shadow.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Emperor Jiaqing felt that his mood had become much more relaxed.

There was an ice basin in the carriage, and the temperature was not very high. Emperor Jiaqing was afraid that Jiang would catch a cold at night, so he got up and got a blanket to cover her, then took out the book she was still holding and put it back original place.

His movements were very gentle, for fear of waking her up, but luckily Jiang Wan was sleeping deeply and was not awakened by him.

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