Zhao Xi hasn't been busy with purchasing palace wall residents at all these days, so it's just a pretense.
First come up with a reason for compressing the biscuits, and then let the biscuits get hyped up, so that they can expand their scale... He didn't believe that no one would come to eat the meat if they smelled the fishy smell.
Of course this is only within a certain range.
For example, husbands and wives, even if they have some guesses, they don't care about these trivial matters.
The New Deal is enough to keep them busy.
Although Zhao Xi felt the urgency, he was not in a hurry. After all, he was still young...
If it can be done now, it will be done, but if it cannot be done, we will have to wait for time.
Therefore, he has only recently asked the queen for some elderly maids...the so-called aging means that he is no longer attracted by his father.
Comparatively speaking, this kind of people have become more at ease, no longer fantasizing about getting married, and have accepted their fate. Some even get together and live together.
One advantage of this kind of people is that they don't have a particularly good relationship with the concubine, so they have relatively clean social relations.
What's more, they all have accumulated maternal love and nowhere to express it...but Zhao Xi is still the one who is loved by everyone.
Even if I don't have children, it's quite comfortable to see children like Prince E every day.
Biscuits are made by these people.
What really pleased Zhao Xi was that none of these people were stupid. On the contrary, they were all clever and even easier to train than those eunuchs.
Therefore, biscuits are no longer limited to sweet, salty and chopped green onion flavors.
Empress Cao couldn't care about these these days. As usual, the raising of the prince was the queen's business. Even if it was Concubine Zhang Xian, according to the rules, the prince should be raised by Ciming Palace after giving birth.
Although Empress Cao was not sure whether the officials would break the rules for Zhang, she had to do what she should do.
From personal caretakers, to wet nurses, to arrangements for the nursery, she had to do everything herself.
Just today, Po Wen has been in the palace for a long time. At least Empress Cao feels that it is not a short time... The news from her uncle's family came from her family who came to the palace in person to tell her that she wanted to get involved in the biscuits again. She was worried.
, I thought about going to talk to Xi'er, but I shouldn't leave here.
Zhao Zhen even rejected the memorial, using the excuse that Zhang was giving birth today, and the husband-in-law understood it.
"In the official family, I have a stable mother-in-law, and Mrs. Zhang is not her first child, so don't worry."
"I know, I know..."
Zhao Zhen agreed while wandering around without stopping at all.
How many times have I waited with hope, only to be hit again and again in the end.
"Congratulations to the official family, happy to have made the tiles."
The delivery room was quiet for a while, then Mrs. Wen came out, saying congratulations, but her tone, tone and expression didn't mean any congratulations.
She also knew what the officials were looking forward to. She thought she would be able to deliver a prince like Prince E again to the royal family...still a girl.
It has to be said that she knew that the reward this time... was just that.
"Reward according to law!"
Zhao Zhen suddenly lost his energy and wanted to turn around and leave, but felt it was too obvious. He calmly asked the saint to reward him, and then sat down depressedly.
Queen Cao was inexplicably relieved when she heard that it was a tile-making ceremony. She couldn't explain clearly. She didn't know whether it was because she was relieved that she didn't have to add people to Ciming Palace, or whether Xi'er was relieved that she didn't have to worry about the throne.
This is better and saves some trouble in the palace.
Po Wen had already packed up and left in a depressed manner, while Zhao Zhen was still sitting there in a daze.
Seeing that it was getting late, Empress Cao felt tired and had to stay with the official family, feeling bored.
"Guan family, I need to arrange Xi'er's dinner. I'm going back to Ciming Palace first."
I can't wait any longer. Mrs. Zhang has nothing to do, so she has to spend some time with the officials.
"Oh...sage, come back soon, don't miss Xi'er."
At this time, Zhao Zhen remembered that he still had Xi'er, but...it was just that Xi'er was too smart. Many times, he forgot Xi'er's age.
Xi'er seemed to have nothing to worry about, which made him unable to find the feeling of being a father.
Zhang gave birth to a princess, and before Empress Cao returned to Ciming Palace, the entire Bianliang City knew about it.
This leaked out of the inner garden... maybe this is how it should be, after all, it is more or less a happy event for the official family, and there is nothing wrong with spreading it.
They just have different thoughts.
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"Dad, Mrs. Zhang gave birth to a baby girl..."
Zhao Zongsheng just said this and said no more.
He had always been in charge of this side of the palace, but now that he knew Mrs. Zhang had given birth to a baby girl, he didn't know whether he should be happy or disappointed.
In the past year, Thirteen's thoughts of inheriting the throne seemed to be filled with resentment towards that boy Zhao Xi.
Liu Cheng went out to enjoy Shuofeng in Hedong. Su Wei, who had been cultivated with great difficulty, was burned down by the heavenly fire. He organized a banquet for the young heroes, which made Xianggong Jia unhappy.
Mrs. Zhang is pregnant, and Prince Pu's palace even secretly hopes to give birth to a prince. If he is not thirteen, he will pray publicly.
Now, Mrs. Zhang gave birth to a baby girl.
"Zong Sheng, please try to arrange the things I mentioned earlier."
King Pu twitched the corners of his mouth, and his back teeth clenched tightly, as if he was angry.
"Daddy..."
Do you really want that? Zhao Zongsheng was a little uneasy. That was the idea that Zong Shi had mentioned when he first left the palace. He just wanted to make a situation where the snipe and the clam fight.
But now...that boy Zhao Xi gives Zhao Zongsheng a headache just thinking about it.
"Don't ask! You can arrange it."
King Pu waved his hand, and Zhao Zongsheng exited the room.
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"Ms. Zhang gave birth to a baby girl."
"This is very good. There will be no disputes in the unified government, and it can also allow the court to concentrate its efforts."
Zhengshitang just said a few casual words and the matter was over.
The implementation of the New Deal has really reached deep water. The originally turbid court has become even more muddy, and it is even impossible to distinguish each other's positions.
The discussions in the court turned into a quarrel in the street, and no issue could be agreed upon for a day. The original high-spirited officials, who were particularly afraid of trouble, seemed to have been splashed with cold water, and they no longer had the determination they had at the beginning of the year.
In such a chaotic court, who would have the heart to have a concubine give birth to a man and a woman?
Zhao Xi also knew at this time that Wang Zhongzheng was acting sneaky, as if this was a good thing, and told Zhao Xi with a smile on his face.
How big a deal is it? Don’t talk about this time, next time it will be a baby girl.
"Zhongzheng, don't follow the example of the idle people in the palace, just do things openly and openly, don't gossip, don't talk nonsense."
Not to mention that Dad was supposed to be childless, even if he had ten or eight sons...well, he still couldn't do anything to harm others. The question is, would Dad have ten or eight sons?
In fact, Zhao Xi didn't know if there would be a series of changes when he came here.
An emperor who originally had no heirs suddenly had a legacy. To the Song Dynasty, this was not a butterfly at all, but a big bird flapping its wings.
Apart from the name, he had inquired about the life of Zhao Zhen's father, as well as those Bao Qingtianzhan guards and the like, but knew nothing else.
With thousands of years of experience, they are no different from the aborigines at this time and are equally ignorant about the future.