The old man seemed to have become much younger overnight, his face was rosy, and he walked with wind.
Concubine Guo Hui also changed somewhat, becoming more graceful and radiant.
The two people stood in Tang Fatty's room, their eyes fixed on the twins in the cradle, and they did not move for a moment. They surrounded the cradle on the left and right, and Zhu Yunxi, the biological father, had to stay back.
"Look!" The old man pointed at the four pounds and grinned. "Don't think our great-grandson is thin, but look at his eyes. They are so bright. You can see that he will be a smart boy in the future!"
Concubine Guo Hui looked at Yaya, her eyes full of joy, and said with a slight smile, "Your Majesty, look at Yaya's features, she will definitely be a beauty in the future!"
The old man looked sideways and curled his lips, "How old are you, what can you tell?" Then he said, "You women just have long hair and short knowledge. What can you do if a girl is good-looking? The most important thing is to be virtuous."
Know how to run a house!"
Having said this, I turned back inadvertently and saw Zhu Yunxi standing behind me.
"Why are you so busy today? When we were in charge, we were so busy that we didn't even have time to eat. Now that you are in charge, why don't you just do your job all day?" the old man said with a glare.
"Isn't my grandson thinking about the child?" The old man's temper was like this. Zhu Yunxi didn't argue and said with a smile, "My grandson just looks at the child and goes to work!" As he said that, he walked to the cradle and couldn't help but stretched out his hand and wanted to
Touch Yaya’s pink and tender face.
At this time, Wang Bashi and Mei Liang couldn't help but bring in things from outside, including all kinds of precious nourishing medicinal materials, gold, silver, jade, etc.
"Where did it come from?" Zhu Yunxi asked.
"Your Highness, these are all tributes sent to the empress by the ladies of the princes' families!" Mei Liang said with a smile, "Since yesterday, these things have not been broken!"
The old man frowned slightly, "There is no shortage of these things in the palace!"
Zhu Yunxi nodded his daughter's forehead and said with a smile, "Don't hit the smiling person with your hand. They are so sincere that they can't refuse!"
As he said this, he seemed to have a premonition of something, and withdrew his hand and looked at the old man.
Sure enough, the latter's brows were already in the shape of "Sichuan", "Pu Bu Cheng!"
"The slave is here!"
"Tell those killers not to give it away!" the old man whispered, "If our Zhu family has a baby, why are they happy?"
"According to the order!"
"Wait a minute!" Zhu Yunxi said, thinking for a moment, "Everything sent by each family should be put into the inner treasury, don't take it from here easily!" He said, his tone a little more serious, "Even if it's from the Tang family, you can't do it!
"
Now Zhu Yunxi has two sons, and the eldest son Liu Jin's mother's family is not visible.
Although Sijin, the second child, was the eldest son of a concubine, his mother's family was a core member of the Huaixi nobles of the Ming Dynasty.
It is no longer the same as it was back then, when the old man chose the daughter of the Chang family for the late prince. Although they were childhood sweethearts, he also wanted to appease the warriors and make the Huaixi nobles serve the prince wholeheartedly.
Over the years, the imperial power has become more and more powerful, and the influence of the founding heroes has been gradually reduced. Moreover, because of the fear that the power in the army will become stronger again, when choosing a concubine for Zhu Yunxi, he deliberately chose the daughter of a small family.
It’s not that what will definitely happen in the future, but that as a superior, you must learn to see the subtleties and make decisions.
The reason why the founders of Huaixi were so solemn and concerned was because the Tang family represented by Tang Fatty was one of their own.
People's hearts are all stirred up. A prominent mother clan coupled with a noble power group may not be able to accomplish anything, but it will definitely play a role in fueling the flames.
Since ancient times, the royal family has no family ties. Let alone the royal family, if the family has a large property, how many children and grandchildren are harmonious?
This was a precautionary measure. Zhu Yunxi didn't want his sons to get into a bloody fight in the future.
The two men looked at their children again and walked out side by side.
"How many descendants of the Tang family are working as errands in Beijing?" the old man asked as he walked.
"My grandson knows what he is doing!" Zhu Yunxi said, "I will issue an order later to transfer them all outside and lead the troops as deputies, and not let them be the chief officers!"
"Hey!" The old man suddenly sighed, "If you have few sons, you won't be practical. If you have too many sons, you'll be damn worried. Do you think we men are mean living in this world?"
"Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Yunxi said sternly, "My grandson will teach them well!" He said, smiling and comforting, "The children are still young, so some things are far away?"
"It will be too late by the time you find out, those uncles of yours," the old man said, stopping, and then he said, "We will tolerate everything else, but there is one thing you have to remember for us!"
"Say!" Zhu Yunxi said.
"The eldest son!" the old man said solemnly, "this rule can never be changed!"
According to the ancestral teachings of the Emperor Ming Dynasty, the direct elder must live in the East Palace and take the position of the true crown prince. Only if there is a direct descendant, a direct descendant can be established, and if there is no direct descendant, the elder can be established. If anyone dares to disobey, all the kings in the world will attack him.
This is the iron rule of the Ming Dynasty, and no one can change it!
Although it seems pedantic, it has profound meaning. Setting the name early can not only avoid some disputes, but also smooth the handover of power and the smooth transition of political power.
"My grandson has taken note of it!" Zhu Yunxi agreed.
"Well!" The old man walked forward with his hands behind his back, nodded, and suddenly stopped, "By the way, you should go to that girl Ning'er. There are so many women in our life that we can't count them, but we can only stay here for the night.
Your grandmother, do you understand what it means?"
Going to Zhao Ning'er's side will naturally let outsiders understand who is important in Zhu Yunxi's heart.
Zhu Yunxi naturally knew this truth.
The palace is a city, and the people in the city are the best at understanding people's hearts.
The court is like a river and lake, and the slightest breeze can ripple a pool of spring water.
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The sun rises and sets, and at night the wind blows slightly.
Two eunuchs carrying palace lanterns were in front, and Zhu Yunxi was behind, wearing a long gown, and walked slowly towards Kunning Palace.
The bastard waved his hand shamelessly, signaling to the palace people along the way not to speak and retreat quickly.
As soon as Zhu Yunxi crossed the threshold and walked outside the main room of Kunning Palace, he heard Zhao Ning'er's angry voice and the sound of six pounds of banging coming from inside.
"What's this word?"
Zhu Yunxi stopped, and the reflection of Zhao Ning'er holding a ruler was reflected on the window lattice.
"Rabbit!" Liu Jin replied with a twitching voice.
"This is an exemption, an exemption!" Zhao Ning'er said angrily, "Stretch out your hand!"
"No!" Liu Jin resisted.
"Hurry up!" In the reflection of the window lattice, Zhao Ning'er took the six-pound little hand and raised the ruler.
Bang, the child started crying.
"I told you not to have a long memory!" Zhao Ning'er continued, "I told you not to care! I told you not to read well!"
"Ah!" Liu Jin howled loudly, "Ancestor! Ancestor, I want Ancestor!"
Outside, Zhu Yunxi sighed slightly, opened the door and went in.
"How come you were injured?"
Seeing his arrival, Zhao Ning'er quickly stood up and said, "I have met His Highness!"
"Father!" Liu Jin cried with tears in his eyes.
Zhu Yunxi walked over and saw a few crooked large characters on a red sandalwood desk, like graffiti.
"How old is he!" Zhu Yunxi asked someone to take Liu Jin down, and said with some displeasure, "Why force such a big child before he has reached enlightenment?" He said, and added, "I know you are expected to become a dragon.
Heart, but that’s not how children are taught.”
"You really hope he can read and write. There are so many talented bachelors in the Hanlin Academy, who wouldn't rush to teach him?"
"You're really capable of hitting me with a ruler. If the old man sees it, he won't spare you!"
Zhao Ning'er knelt down and saluted, her face full of grievance, "Three years old means eighty. If a boy is not taught well from an early age, he will be difficult to control when he grows up. It is precisely because of the old man's pampering that I have to be a strict mother.
!”
"Otherwise, what if he is pampered and pampered by the gods? If he were an ordinary person, he would be a prodigal son. But his status is different. If he is not taught well, how will he be able to face his family, country, and the world in the future?"
"You think I don't feel sorry for you, he is just the flesh that fell off my body!"
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(Wanli was often beaten by his mother when he was a child!)
This chapter has been completed!