Mingsheng's performance is also an important reason why Zhu Biao can still decide a feudal prince according to his own will this time. If Mingsheng is reversed this time, even though no one dares to say what will happen to the prince, some of his decisions
It is inevitable to be questioned.
As a monarch, if you want to convince your subordinates from the bottom of their hearts, you must prove that you have the ability to recognize people, be useful to others, have the authority to drive others, be tolerant of others, and have the virtue of being able to convince others.
There is no doubt that Zhu Biao has it all now, so some people may be dissatisfied with this edict, but it will definitely pass smoothly, and none of the six ministries will have any objections.
But Wu Xun may have some ideas. Guizhou is different from other state capitals. In the early stage of the rebellion, the chieftains will defend themselves with troops. It is definitely not possible to send civil servants to govern it. It must be a military general who can suppress it.
If the Governor-General of the Ministry of War recommends someone, it must be a certain prince from Huaixi. That is not what Zhu Biao wants to see. With the current prosperity of Huaixi's martial arts, there will be another person who controls the military power of the province.
If the border is closed, then he will probably have to worry for a few more moments before going to bed every night.
Wu Xun, who was not born in Huaixi, already held important positions. Although the position did not sound prominent, he was guarding the most critical position to ensure that the palace could still sleep.
Therefore, there were not many people who could still choose. After much deliberation, Naha Chu, who had just submitted his service and was very sincere, stood out. He had a close relationship with North Korea and Mun Wumo, and they had more than a few old and new grudges.
To fully integrate, it would take at least several generations of mutual marriage. In recent decades, he could only rely on the monarch to gain a foothold in the Ming Dynasty and ensure the transmission of the title.
Liu Jin was asked to send the memorial to Jinshen Palace to ask Lao Zhu to seal it. The father and son had briefly discussed this matter before, but they were still a little hesitant. However, Zhu Biao made it clear at this time, and Lao Zhu would naturally agree.
It's just a candidate plan, now it's implemented.
Zhu Biao stood up and asked, "What's going on over there with Chen Liangyuan? Are there any signs of an attack?"
Liu An went out to ask a few questions and came back to report: "As for me, there is no good news from Liangyuan. I have already ordered someone to consult the imperial doctor."
Zhu Biao has been staying in the Wenhua Palace to handle official duties for the past two days because the date of Chen Yunqing's delivery is getting closer, and both the imperial doctor and Po Wen said it would be within these two days.
Originally, he didn't need to be like this, but Chen Yunqing, who had always been gentle and gentle, felt anxious for some reason and begged him to accompany him during the birth in the East Palace.
As long as there were no big things externally and no urgent matters internally, Zhu Biao was naturally willing to take pity on her. A woman giving birth was like going through the gate of hell, so why not do something that could calm her mind and help her give birth.
Throwing up his sleeves and stepping out of the palace gate, he headed towards the Changchun Palace. Wang Rui and her son had already moved there. Zhu Biao specially arranged for the Ministry of Works to build it at the beginning of spring.
Zhu Biao disliked the fact that their original dormitory was a bit gloomy and dim, so he simply built a new one that was transparent and planted many flowers, plants and trees that symbolize health and longevity.
Everyone has a pity for the weak, especially when there is contrast. The Crown Princess is majestic, in charge of everything in the East Palace and the Harem, and often meets with the married woman. Yang'er Liang'er is healthy, and Nuan Yu's mother and daughter are even more so.
White and fat, this mother and son were thin and weak, sick seven days out of ten.
How could I not feel pity for Zhu Biao as a husband and a father? He searched many famous doctors and prescriptions, but the effect was still mediocre. He could only nourish and recuperate slowly.
Before arriving at the Changchun Hall, I met the Liangyuan Hongjira Zhula who was jumping up and down. With the laughter like silver bells, she would turn around and jump upside down from time to time, happily teasing the little palace maid chasing behind her.
them.
"Liangyuan, I think I saw His Highness in front of you, please stop jumping..."
The agile figure seemed to be hit suddenly by something. It stopped and stopped moving for a moment. It seemed that after confirming softly, it turned around stiffly, neatly folded its hands and feet, and led the panting little palace maids to get out of the way.
Standing by the roadside with bowed heads.
When Zhu Biao approached with his hands behind his back, surrounded by the palace people, Zhu La led them to salute together in a polite manner: "I pay my respects to His Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness Qianqiu."
Zhu Biao stopped and laughed: "Slow down, don't fall, and be careful not to be seen by the Crown Princess, otherwise you will have to learn the rules again, and I won't be able to save you by then."
One sentence seemed to untie the reins. The figure quickly rushed to Zhu Biao's side and grabbed his sleeve: "Why? Doesn't it mean that besides the great emperor, you are the greatest person in the world? Why?
Why can’t you control the Crown Princess?”
She muttered in frustration: "Obviously my grandma said before I came here, as long as you like me, I don't have to be afraid of anyone. Why can anyone control me now? Is it because you don't like Zhu La?"
Zhu Biao couldn't help but touched her head. In fact, she was quite tall. Compared to a child who was just in her early ten years, yes, the most beloved daughter of the Hongjira tribe leader, the noble girl on the grassland, Daming.
Dong Gong Liangyuan is currently only this age.
Marriage is just like this. They can't always be of the same age, just like Duan Qiangna is a few years older than him. These are minor issues and will not affect anything.
However, this age was indeed too young, so Zhu Biao just regarded her as a little sister, without her needing to sleep with her, and he had no habit of restricting her too much. However, Chang Luohua felt that she should not be too indulgent, so he often taught her rules.
Although she hasn't grown yet, her appearance is nothing to say. The crazy girl who runs around wildly tomorrow and tomorrow, and sneaks into the Royal Horse Guards from time to time to ride horses and shoot arrows. Her skin is whiter and more delicate than the women in the Jiangnan water town. The Crown Princess thinks this
I am very surprised. I can only say that this clan, which has been famous for its beauty for generations, is worthy of its reputation.
After being vague about the little girl, Zhu Biao continued to head towards the Changchun Palace. How could he have bumped into it by such a coincidence? In addition to being famous for his beauty, Hongji Labu was also known for his intelligence. Otherwise, how could he have been so lucky just based on his appearance?
Eighteen queens and sixteen princes-in-law.
At this young age, this girl came from the grasslands of Mobei to the water town of the south of the Yangtze River. She said goodbye to her parents and relatives and friends, and had to adapt to everything from the beginning. Not to mention the age of ten, even the age of twenty would inevitably feel uncomfortable.
But she adapted to everything very quickly, and firmly took root in this palace. She never said a word about returning to the grassland. Not only did the couple take good care of her, but even Queen Ma also liked her very much.
This girl.
It can be said that as long as she does not make any big mistakes, she will be able to live peacefully in this life. Others may still have thoughts of fighting, but she does not have it. Smart people know that no matter what, Daming will not
There may be a Mongolian queen.
Zhu Biao visited his son as usual, carefully asked about his eating habits, and personally read the pulse records recorded by the imperial physician. To be honest, he had never cared so much about his legitimate son.
I gently picked up my son. He was over a year old, but he was still very light. He felt like he hadn't grown much. He obviously had two wet nurses taking turns feeding him.
"Chun'er, Chun'er, do you miss daddy?"
Chun'er responded vaguely a few times, and occasionally could call daddy, but the voice was softer and difficult to distinguish, but it was known that the intellectual development was still normal, which made Zhu Biao very happy.
After talking for a while, he gently placed him on the couch, held his waist and let him try to sit down. The nanny also watched carefully and praised him from time to time.
"It has been windy at night these past few days. Doors and windows must be closed tightly and screens must be set up to prevent him from catching a cold."
"Don't worry, sir, the servants will take good care of your highness."
"Well, I know you have done your best, and I will not begrudge the reward."