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Chapter 111 New people, old people.

Zhang Shan is a respectful civil servant, sitting in the side hall waiting to be summoned.

He had just met the old man from the Fengtian Palace and was ordered to come to the emperor's grandson to pay his respects.

In fact, he was talking about family affairs with the emperor's grandson. His daughter was about to enter the palace as a concubine. There were some things he wanted to talk to the emperor's grandson in private.

When he came in, the eunuch who sent the message said that the emperor's grandson was in the study and no ministers had been summoned. But why had he been waiting here for half an hour and no one came to tell him.

When he was anxious, Pu Wuyong came in and said, "Master Zhang, let's go with the Za family!"

"Thank you, father-in-law!" Although Zhang Shan was about to become a relative of the emperor, he did not dare to show off. He gave a respectful salute and said casually, "I dare to ask, is the emperor's grandson very busy?"

Pu Wuyong's face froze and he quickly changed the subject, "Sir, watch your steps!"

Passing through the side hall corridor, you will see the main hall of Jingren Palace in front of you. Although the size is smaller and not as grand as Fengtian Palace, it is completely modeled after Fengtian Palace, only slightly smaller.

Stepping into the palace, Zhang Shan couldn't help but feel a little confused.

In just one and a half years, he, a fifth-rank magistrate who had been ostracized by his colleagues, was suddenly promoted to the magistrate of Hangzhou and ranked as the third-rank chief minister. Now his daughter will also marry into the royal family and become a relative of the royal family. Thinking of this, I feel a sense of joy.

The feeling of immeasurable encounters in life.

Walking into the main hall, following the eunuch's footsteps into the back hall, several palace servants carrying basins and towels came out of Zhu Yunxi's study.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Shan was slightly puzzled, "It's a cold day. Your Highness is taking a bath?"

"Your Highness, Master Zhang is here!" Pu Wuyong announced.

"Let him in!"

Afterwards, Zhang Shan straightened his clothes and walked up slowly.

"My lord, Zhang Shan goes to see His Majesty the Grandson Qiansui!"

In the study, Zhang Shan kowtowed to Zhu Yunxi, but when he raised his head, his face looked slightly strange.

The Forbidden City is magnificent, but the palaces and study rooms of the emperor and grandson are very small. And because it is winter, the windows are sealed to prevent the cold wind from pouring in. Therefore, the slightest smell in the small room is particularly offensive.

Zhang Shan twitched his nose. Why did he feel that there was a fishy smell in the room? There was also the smell of fragrant powder?

"Yeah!" Zhu Yunxi, who was sitting at the top, coughed twice unnaturally, "No need to be polite, just sit flat and serve Zhang Aiqing tea."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Zhang Shan was sitting on the round stool. When he looked up, he suddenly saw some beads of sweat on Zhu Yunxi's forehead, looming, his face was a little red, and his breathing was a little short, as if he was extremely tired.

Zhu Yunxi is indeed a little tired. The so-called good food costs rice, good fire wastes charcoal, good land wastes cattle, and good women waste......

"Is His Highness sick?" Zhang Shan asked with concern, "I see that His Highness's face looks a little bad. Do you want to call the imperial doctor to take a look?"

Zhu Yunxi looked embarrassed. He didn't know Zhang Shan was coming until he finished his work. If he had known it earlier, he would have stopped at the cliff and met Zhang Shan first before doing that.

The man in front of me is not only his minister, but also one of his father-in-law. So in my heart, I feel somewhat ashamed and embarrassed. I look embarrassed and feel guilty about being a thief!

"It's okay!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, wiped his wet forehead, and laughed, "I just felt a little bad, so I took a punch!" He said with a smile, "Look, I'm in the palace these days.

There was no activity in the room, I just played for a while and I started to sweat!"

"Your Highness is the foundation of the country, and you must not be willful!" Zhang Shan warned with a sullen face, "You sweat in winter and cold air easily enters your body. Your Highness should not take it lightly. I think it is better to call the imperial doctor!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "Well, why do you come to see me?"

Zhang Shan stood up, bowed his head and said, "My lord, come and say goodbye to His Highness!"

"Resign as Chief Secretary?" Zhu Yunxi understood immediately and asked with a smile, "You have done a good job in office. You are also a close minister. Why do you want to resign?"

"I am about to become a relative of the Ming Dynasty!" Zhang Shan said sternly, "A relative is a high official in the border areas, which is not a blessing to the country! The people's livelihood and government affairs of a province cannot be left in the hands of a foreign relative!"

He spoke righteously and knew how to advance and retreat, which made Zhu Yunxi's favorable impression of him increase again.

"The fact that you can think of this proves that you are open-minded and not greedy for power!" Zhu Yunxi said, "People like you are the bones of the country. I can't trust you, so there is no need to resign!"

"No, you can't set this precedent for me!" Zhang Shan's expression became more solemn, "If you are the chief official of a place and a province, I am a relative. If you hold power again, you may be criticized...

....”

"If you are upright, you are not afraid of the shadow. You work hard and don't care what others do?" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "Oh, if I marry your daughter, a minister like you will go home to avoid suspicion and take care of himself in old age? If you have the power, that is

Do you have ulterior motives for not abiding by the principles of being a minister?"

"How can there be such a truth in the world? When the country is employing people, you claim to be a person who has read the teachings of saints. Why should you care about these small details."

"Besides, if the foreign relatives become big, it means the royal family is stupid. Look at the emperor and the orphan, which one is stupid?"

"You are just a civilian chief secretary, not a border general. Why are you so careful?"

"In Zhejiang, whether it's the New Deal or taxation, as soon as it's on the right track, you're going to be left alone??"

These words are extremely serious.

Zhang Shan quickly said, "I don't dare! I just..."

"It's not just that you can do it with peace of mind. Family and state affairs will be clearly separated!" Zhu Yunxi stood up and said with a smile, "Don't be so cautious. Being too cautious is not beautiful. Do you understand?"

No one is a saint, and no one has a heart of authority in his heart.

It is true that Zhang Shan resigned, but there is also a bit of hidden loneliness. At this time, hearing Zhu Yunxi say this, I felt extremely grateful.

"My lord, thank you for your kindness!"

~~~~~

Kunning Palace, in the dormitory.

Zhao Ning'er sat on the Arhat bed, smiling at the sleeping baby Liu Jin, her eyes full of motherly luster.

Mrs. Zhao came in with chicken soup and saw her daughter's round and graceful profile. Suddenly she realized that her daughter was different from before.

It's just that this is different. As a mother, she doesn't know how to say it. Anyway, even if she is a mother, she has to humble herself in front of her daughter.

"My dear, I've had some soup!" Ms. Zhao said with a smile as she entered the door.

"I told you, don't be busy, there is everything in the palace!" Zhao Ning'er asked the nanny beside her to take the soup and said with a smile, "It's good that you come in to accompany your daughter. Others will do these things.

It's so smoky, but there are still a lot of rules in the palace. Make some food, and I'd like eight hundred pairs of eyes to stare at it, so why bother yourself!"

"The stew made by outsiders is not as good as my stew! The cooks in the palace are just like that. The soup made by stewing old chickens and ducks is just good-looking and not fragrant at all. Look at what I stew, it's all floating on the top.

There are oil flowers!" Ms. Zhao lowered her head and said, "As a mother, isn't it natural for me to take care of my daughter's confinement?"

As he said that, he looked at Zhao Ning'er again, "When your eldest sister was in confinement, I was the one who took care of you! Drink it while it's hot!"

Zhao Ning'er also looked at her mother, her expression slightly moved.

As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea. From then on, all your family members become ministers.

After taking a sip of chicken soup, Zhao Ning'er felt sentimental in her heart and changed the topic and said, "Our third child has reached the age of going to school. We need to be taught by a teacher, but we can't teach him like a playboy!"

The third child of the Zhao family is the only legitimate son of the Zhao family.

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly said, "I am worried about this matter in my heart. When winter comes, I told your father to invite some knowledgeable wives, but after all, our family has no connections, so the ones we hired are all high-ranking and low-ranking!"

"As he spoke, he said cautiously and hesitantly, "A few days ago, Cao Guogong went to his home and told your third brother that if he wanted to, he could go to their home for school."

"Cao Guogong belongs to a wealthy family, and several of his wives are Hanlin bachelors. Although his legitimate son is older than your third brother, he just happens to be together. He also said that his Li family and our Zhao family are not outsiders...

....."

"Hi!" Zhao Ning'er smiled slightly, "I have heard from His Highness that Duke Cao Guo is a man with a heart and mind. I didn't believe it at first, but now I hear that he is polite with a heart and a mind!"

Mrs. Zhao knew only a little about some things, but Zhao Ning'er knew it clearly.

Her younger brother will be a serious uncle in the future. If he studies and grows up together with the legitimate son of the Li family, what kind of relationship will there be?

She, Zhao Ning'er, was the princess of the East Palace and gave birth to the eldest son of the East Palace, her only biological brother.

"Don't refuse, but don't agree either!" Zhao Ning'er thought about it and continued, "Mom, do the Chang family have much contact with our family?"

"It's okay, everyone has to be polite during the holidays!" said Zhao.

"Next time you visit, mention this matter!" Zhao Ning'er said.

"I didn't dare to say anything for fear of making you angry!" Ms. Zhao said, "The Chang family wants to marry your brother. Their third master has a nine-year-old daughter who is very beautiful!"

Zhao Ning'er thought about it and smiled and said, "It's also a good thing to have a kiss!" As she said that, she said to the nanny beside her, "Go and send a message, and let the Founding Duke's wife and Mrs. Huaiyuan Hou come into the palace to talk to me someday.

!”

"Yes, I obey your order!"

Mrs. Zhao was overjoyed to see her daughter's gestures and gestures were of the heavenly kind. But for some reason, she seemed to see a hint of sadness in her daughter's eyes.

Mother and daughter are connected!

Mrs. Zhao whispered, "Are you... unhappy?"

Zhao Ning'er was slightly startled and said with a smile, "Where is it?"

Zhao looked around.

Zhao Ning'er waved her hand and everyone retreated, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Tell mother, are you unhappy because a new person is about to enter the palace? Silly girl, you can't think like that..."

"Where are you thinking?" Zhao Ning'er said with a smile, "My daughter will not be able to handle the important matter of the reproduction of royal descendants!" She said with an arrogant smile, "Besides, my daughter was brought in through the Hongwu Gate and the Daming Gate.

East Palace!”

~~~

I'm very wet, and I don't want to be so wet, but I can't control it.

I'll forget about drowning, ouch.


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