After the dynasty dispersed, all the civil and military officials walked out of the Qinzheng Hall in an orderly manner.
Only after leaving the main hall can civil and military officials walk together in small groups in the palace.
"Your Highnesses, Your Majesty is waiting for your Highnesses in the Royal Study!"
King Qing and others looked at the chief steward in front of them with a somewhat sad expression: "Thank you so much, steward, for the message. The four of us brothers will go to see our father right away!"
"In this case, let's leave first!"
The chief steward looked at the doubtful looks in the princes' eyes and sighed helplessly, fiddling with the fly whisk and walking towards the harem.
None of these princes have a fuel-efficient lamp!
The fourth prince Li Yunping looked at his brothers with a hint of worry.
"Second brother, my father has summoned you and my brothers to urge us to join the vassal immediately, right?"
"Yes, second brother, my father told us that we must join the feudal clan before March. The end of February is also before March. If we go and join the feudal clan at this time, there will really be no hope of staying!"
Prince Qing Li Baihong's brows were tightly knitted together, his thoughts were complicated and unbearable.
"Could it be that today's second proposal for Liu Mingzhi to take command has made my father unhappy? There is no point in us making random guesses here. We should go and meet our father first!"
Several princes had no choice but to rush towards the imperial study room in the harem.
Whether he is happy or sad, we can only know what the outcome will be when he meets his father. It is futile to speculate here.
"My son, I pay my respects to my father!"
Li Zheng was holding a teapot and watching the prince reviewing the memorial, nodding from time to time, obviously very satisfied with the prince's decision.
"No gifts! Just find a place to sit by yourself!"
"Thank you, Father!"
Li Baiyu glanced at the brothers and then turned his attention to the memorial. These brothers were going to join the feudal clan, so all he had to do was pretend to be indifferent.
The Qing brothers looked at their eldest brother reviewing the memorials with a hint of envy in their eyes.
Although I know that I have no chance to be in the East Palace, it doesn't mean I don't envy my eldest brother's status.
Li Zheng, with his legs crossed and a teapot in his hands, was leaning on the pillow of the dragon chair, showing no imperial posture.
He looked at his sons with a faint smile: "How are you preparing for the feudal affairs? Have you packed everything that needs to be done?"
"Thank you for your concern, Father. We have prepared all the things that need to be prepared. We will show our filial piety to my mother and concubine for a few days, and then prepare to leave the capital and become a vassal!"
"Bring more doctors to prepare. If you are not acclimated to the climate and climate when you first arrive in the domain, and if you feel unwell, it is best to get diagnosed and treated in time. When you arrive in the domain, write a letter to me and your mother and concubine to say that you are safe, so that I and your mother and concubine can put it down.
Come on!"
"My son, I must remember my father's teachings!"
Li Zheng sighed quietly and looked at his sons with complicated eyes.
He is the king of a country and the father of several children. Even tiger poison does not eat its children. There are few parents in the world who do not love their children.
The prince is his son, and Prince Qing is also his child. The palms and backs of his hands are all flesh, but there is only one throne, and it is impossible not to favor one over the other.
You can't just cut the dragon chair into several pieces and give them to them, right? Divide the territory of the world into several pieces and rule by dividing the borders.
If the unity that countless soldiers of our ancestors and ancestors sacrificed their lives for was torn into pieces in my own hands, how could I have the face to enter the Li family's mausoleum?
In order to prevent brothers from fighting each other for the throne a hundred years later, it was a last resort for several sons to go to join the feudal clan.
Only in this way can the peace of the world be guaranteed!
"It would be great if An Aiqing returns and there really is a large area of land above the vast ocean in the west. Then the fight to regain it, which is almost as big as the dragon, will be bloody!"
Li Zheng murmured silently, one year after Liu Mingzhi's Western Expedition, An Gou'er led the imperial court's ships to the Western Seas and made connections with all nations. It's time for him to return now.
There was no news at all, and Li Zheng was extremely disappointed. The 25,000 dragon subjects would not be swallowed up by the vast ocean, right?
Li Zheng has personally been to the sea and knows what kind of rough waves are hidden above the seemingly calm sea.
It can be said that there is a crisis everywhere, and if you are not careful, the entire army will be wiped out.
The most important thing is that if An Gouer cannot return from the voyage safely, it will be as difficult as climbing to heaven to persuade the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty to continue their voyage to the West.
It is not an exaggeration to say that a single move can affect the whole body!
Li Zheng was a very ambitious emperor. He wanted to be an emperor who would expand his territory and lay a lasting foundation for future generations.
Just as Li Zheng told Governor Zhou on the ship, there are many emperors on land, but who are the monarchs on the sea?
Li Zheng hopes that he can leave something for future generations during his lifetime.
An Gouer's delay in returning made Li Zheng's heart clouded by a thick dark cloud. He believed that Liu Mingzhi would not deceive him. There was really countless land on the other side of the ocean waiting for Han Lang to reclaim it.
But An Gouer has not returned for a long time. There is no strong evidence to convince the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and the people of the world to enthusiastically go west. How can Li Zheng not be worried!
Li Zheng put down the teapot in his hand and rubbed his forehead gently: "After you arrive at the feudal territory, you must work hard, treat the people well, and cooperate with the local officials to cure the people under your jurisdiction. I don't want to see what happened to Yunlong from you again.
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The Qing brothers looked at their father's sharp eyes and their hearts trembled. They nodded hurriedly, and all unrealistic thoughts disappeared at this moment.
My father has aged a lot, but his imperial spirit has not diminished but increased.
Those majestic eyes seemed to be able to read all the thoughts of the brothers!
People and scholars all over the world are saying that my father abuses powerful officials and does not know people well.
The reputation has improved in the past two years, but only a few princes who have lived in the palace for a long time understand that their father is by no means the kind of emperor who doesn't know people well.
His actions may seem foolish, but they are all methods that benefit the Li royal family.
The art of the emperor. If you are not in that position, you will never understand what the art of the emperor is, and you will never understand what the idea of the emperor is.
"Zhi'er, except for the eight and nine who are underage, you are the youngest among your brothers. Are you dissatisfied with making you the King of Ji? If you are dissatisfied with the fief, you can just say so.
, Father will find a way to satisfy you!"
At this moment, Jizhou is not the entire land of Shanxi in later generations. There is only a small Jizhou Prefecture. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is located in a remote place.
The seventh prince Li Zhi looked at his father with a troubled face and panic: "My son, I have no objection!"
"No, your eyes and reaction tell me that you don't want to go to Jizhou, Fuhai, get the map!"
"According to the order!"
Eunuch Fu took the map and carefully placed it in front of Li Zheng: "Your Majesty, map!"
Li Zheng looked at Li Zhi and patted the map on the table: "Except for the six major cities in Northern Xinjiang, pick one of them yourself. This will be my compensation for your little son!"
"Father, emperor, son and ministers don't dare!"
"If I ask you to choose, you can choose. My father said so eloquently, just take your pick!"
"Yes Yes!"
The calmness and calmness of the Seventh Prince Li Zheng no longer existed, and he walked tremblingly to Long'an and slowly examined it.
Finally, he hesitantly pointed his finger at the location of Hengzhou.
Li Zheng pursed his lips and looked at the location of Hengzhou: "You want to be your third brother's neighbor, so let's go to Hengzhou!"
"Fuhai, sent an order to the officials to change the title of the seventh prince, King Ji, to King Heng, and grant him the title of Hengzhou Prefecture!"
"According to the order!"
Li Zhi suddenly took a breath: "Thank you, Father!"
"Princess Anping, Your Majesty is meeting with several princes. You are not allowed to enter without being summoned!"
"Mr. Zhou, please step aside. I want to ask my father why he slanders me!"
Li Zheng looked at the palace gate with a somewhat embarrassed expression when he heard the third princess's clear and charming voice.