My Emperor Father Can Read Minds

Raising his own son?

Wei Yu refused.

He hadn’t even considered getting married; where would he have a son of his own?

Besides, if he really did get married and have a son, wouldn’t the throne definitely be his in the future!

If Emperor Wei had another son, he could raise him himself. Who else would get the old man’s throne if not for this youngest son taught by him?

As for the successors to the throne, his elder brothers weren’t suitable, and other members of the royal clan weren’t even worth considering. After all, his dad’s lineage wasn’t on the brink of extinction, why would he need to consider someone else as Crown Prince?

Moreover, if the Crown Prince position were really to be given to someone other than a prince, that would probably become one of the greatest scandals in the world.

So excluding everyone but himself, Wei Yu could only think of asking his dad to have another son.

Considering the issue of the Imperial Younger Brother, Wei Yu had to be straightforward with his dad. “Dad.”

Wei Yu smiled awkwardly, a bit cautious, “Actually, um… I don’t want to get married.”

“Don’t want to get married?”

Emperor Wei frowned and glanced at him, then nodded thoughtfully, “You are indeed still young, haven’t come of age yet; it’s okay to marry later.”

Wei Yu: …

It’s not a matter of late or not, the key word is “don’t want”!

But Wei Yu stopped himself from revealing his true thoughts to his dad.

He’d postpone this matter as long as possible.

Future matters could be dealt with later; right now, he had to secure his Imperial Younger Brother!

“So dad, since we still have time, please put in more effort. Whether I get an Imperial Younger Brother depends entirely on you.”

Wei Yu dutifully massaged his dad’s shoulders, “Besides, even if it’s not an Imperial Younger Brother, having a few more Little Tens is great — more children, more blessings…”

The more he said, the more nonsensical it sounded!

The price of having such an unfilial son was too high; Emperor Wei, though enjoying it a bit, started doubting if he could take any more.

He disdainfully pushed Wei Yu’s hands away, “You scoundrel, get out of here!”

“Don’t! Dad! I’m serious!”

Wei Yu wouldn’t leave; he wanted to linger and say more.

But Emperor Wei, not willing to be bothered, ordered Li Cheng to drag him out.

As he was pulled out, Wei Yu was still shouting,

“Dad — please think it over carefully! I’ll come see you again tomorrow —”

Emperor Wei: Tomorrow I’ll send someone to block this unfilial son outside (* ̄) ̄)

—

Block Wei Yu?

Impossible to stop him.

Because after the court exams ended, Dong Sheng was to be sent out wandering the world.

Wei Yu had to explain to Emperor Wei the arrangements for Dong Sheng, and also talk about the law reforms.

These were serious matters; in front of serious issues, that little “grudge” from before was nothing.

After meeting Dong Sheng, conferring an official post, and giving him imperial gifts for dealing with future difficulties, Emperor Wei expressed: That little grudge was really no big deal!

But that unfilial son just kept bringing up the Imperial Younger Brother! Why?

He wanted a son but wouldn’t produce one himself? He had to make the old man do it!

Because every time they met, Wei Yu mentioned the Imperial Younger Brother, Emperor Wei got truly angry this time.

The elderly father no longer allowed Wei Yu to help him with work. After court, he directly told Wei Yu to scram. This continued for half a month, and Wei Yu felt quite worn out physically.

At the manor, Wei Yu lay on a rocking chair under a tree, wearing sunglasses, listening to music on a tablet, and sighed.

“This is living…”

No wonder his unseen Imperial Younger Brother was so sensible — hadn’t even been born yet, and already started giving his good Ninth Brother some breaks.

Awesome!

Suddenly two leaves fell from above, fluttering down onto Wei Yu.

Feeling some dust fall on his face, Wei Yu looked up. Because his sunglasses were made from black crystal lenses, the dense foliage above wasn’t very clear.

Wei Yu stretched out a hand, pulled down the sunglasses on his nose, and looked at Ding Facai squatting on a tree branch, gazing into the distance, looking perplexed.

“Facai, when did you climb up there?”

There was no one in the tree when he lay down.

Ding Facai: “Just now.”

Wei Yu pondered: “Why are you up in the tree?”

Ding Facai: “Observing enemy movements.”

Wei Yu was alarmed: “What? Enemy movements? Where are enemies!”

Ding Facai pointed a little finger toward the distance.

Wei Yu immediately sat up, turned his head to look in the direction pointed out.

At the manor entrance, several people were riding horses toward them.

Wei Yu squinted, gestured to the side, “Fang Sheng, the telescope.”

No sooner had he spoken, the telescope was placed in his hands.

Wei Yu picked it up and looked at the riders.

Good heavens, it was Sun Zhao, Chang Ning, and the others.

Wei Yu smiled.

What a coincidence!

He hadn’t gone looking for them, yet they came searching for him—just in time to discuss the initial matter…

Sun Zhao and the others came together today because they had heard that His Highness the Wise King had been free recently and often out of the city, so they thought they’d visit the manor today.

As for why these playboys didn’t go to the Wise King’s mansion, that was because the mansion rarely received outsiders; going there would be too conspicuous!

—

Rare to meet with these playboys again, Wei Yu didn’t hold back and set out several more chairs beneath the tree.

“Why are you here today? Is there something you need from me?”

Once they were seated, Wei Yu asked directly.

Sun Zhao, sitting closest to Wei Yu, awkwardly chuckled, “Your Highness, we do have something to discuss. Our farming lands are ready; all that’s left is to buy livestock to put in. It’s our first time handling this, so after some discussion, we thought it best to let you know first.”

“Not bad, you’ve been quick to handle this. I always say you are capable people, doing things seriously and properly. You’ll definitely have a bright future!”

Wei Yu was pleased the young men still respected him, “I understand. Go ahead and do as you please, but don’t do anything unscrupulous.”

No need for Sun Zhao to promise; the others all thumped their chests.

“Your Highness, rest assured we won’t disappoint you!”

It wasn’t a big matter. After saying this, the playboys were content and went off to fool around with Qi Feng, who worked the manor’s fields. Only Sun Zhao and Chang Ning stayed behind.

Wei Yu noticed something more in Sun Zhao’s expression and asked, “Anything else?”

Sun Zhao hesitated, looked at Wei Yu, then finally bit the bullet and said:

“Your Highness, I want to raise horses!”

Ah?

Wei Yu looked at him surprised.

Not knowing what His Highness meant by that reaction, Sun Zhao lowered his eyes and continued:

“I’ve already decided to raise horses in Youzhou, near the border. I’ve sent people to buy the land already; I plan to buy horses from the Hu people. Their horses are far superior to ours in Great Wei… If we raise Hu horses ourselves, with good horses, we won’t fear the Hu cavalry anymore.”