I am the king of the dead

Chapter 147 The Peace of His Majesty's House
It is a good thing to obviously form a pier, a tower and a distant marquis, and it is also a good thing to give preferential treatment to the sergeants at night.

However, relying on this matter to ask for treatment, if His Majesty thinks that this is the duty that sergeants should fulfill, he will not be treated favorably.

Wouldn't this good thing become a bad thing that the emperor was jealous of and the sergeants didn't get preferential treatment?
Of course Yang Hong knew how to make a compromise, but he couldn't say.

The same is true of Chen Mao, who obviously worked hard in the Southern Expedition, but repeatedly pleaded guilty, and defended the so-called troublesome people in southern Fujian every sentence.

The same is true for Yu Qian, who doesn't like to read scriptures in Zhu Qiyu's ear.

That's all there is to it, the emperor, you can figure it out yourself.

"Do you rely on me to understand each of them?" Zhu Qiyu shook his head and said.

Xing'an bowed his head and said: "This is the way of courtiers' obedience."

Perhaps it is also the way for these generals to survive, Zhu Qiyu thought so.

He nodded and said, "Are you ready for the opening of the lecture hall tomorrow?"

"Everything is ready." Xing'an said hastily.

The power of appointing and dismissing military officers in the Beijing camp, clearly determining promotion, is something the emperor must do, and it can only belong to the emperor, and no one can interfere.

Didn't the Martial Arts Hall appear just for this?
"Empress Qiansui and Concubine Qiansui are quite dissatisfied with the fact that Your Majesty wants to live in the martial arts hall." Xing'an said quickly, this was something Wang Meilin had instructed thousands of times.

No matter how late your majesty comes back, you have to stay at home!

And then there's the matter of having a baby.

Zhu Qiyu was stunned for a moment, he asked whether the bureaucrats' concubines should live in the official residence, and let their house be peaceful. Now it's his turn, so naturally he also wants to make the house peaceful.

"Then we won't stay in the martial arts hall for the time being." He said after serious thinking.

Xing'an finally breathed a sigh of relief, he is not going to be a courtier, but His Majesty has a baby, that is also a top priority.

Even the courtiers who have always been against the emperor are quite concerned about His Majesty's draft.

There is no heir, and the courtiers have worked for a long time, isn't it all for nothing?Then how can it be twisted into a rope?
Xing'an originally planned to go out to tell the good news to Empress Qiansui and Xianfei Qiansui, but when he saw that Li Yongchang was still in the study, he didn't move around, but waited in place.

"Li Yongchang, I appointed you as the admiral and minister, and as my minister of eyes and ears. The martial arts hall is a big matter, and you must not slack off, otherwise there will be no mercy for heavy punishment!" Zhu Qiyu mentioned Li Yongchang again.

Li Yongchang first listened to the instructions under Shi Heng's tent and sorted out military affairs. After the Battle of the Capital Division, Li Yongchang went to Fujian again. When he came back from Fujian, he didn't rest.

He had no idea that he would be appointed as the admiral of the martial arts hall, which was an important position.

He hastily bowed his head and said, "I would like to obey the sacred instruction."

"Go down and rest first." Zhu Qiyu signaled Li Yongchang to step down. He was an eunuch, but he was in such a hurry after traveling a long distance. At this time, Li Yongchang was also quite haggard.

"Resignation." Li Yongchang slowly exited the study.

Zhu Qiyu looked at Xing'an and said: "You go too, the queen is afraid that she will be waiting impatiently for Xin'er."

"Here." Xing'an saluted cheerfully and pushed out of the study.

Xing'an came to Wang Meilin's side courtyard. Although the place is not big, it is extraordinarily exquisite.

And Hang Xian is also in this side courtyard. It's spring, and His Majesty's clothes need to be changed. When His Majesty was still King Tan, the two of them embroidered the common clothes together, and there was actually not much grievance between them.

Although it is said that Wang Meilin has only one daughter, Zhu Cuiwei, and Hang Xian has a son, Zhu Jianji, but the son of the royal family is not in a hurry to make a decision. King Tan is in the prime of life and has plenty of time.

But now that His Majesty is the emperor, all this will be different immediately.

After the crown prince was abolished and the crown prince was abolished, Wang Meilin became more and more anxious every day.

Hang Xian is embroidering the Twelve Chapters of the Son of Heaven. She has never embroidered before, so it is naturally a bit slow. She is a female celebrity and narrates a story.

Hang Xian was particularly curious and asked: "Is my sister still not pregnant? What did Wen Po say?"

Wang Meilin's face brightened, "Sister, you don't know, my menstruation this month has been postponed, and Mrs. Wen said that it might be. I have to wait a little longer. The imperial doctor will take a pulse check for a month before I can confirm it. Don't worry."

When Hang Xian heard that the needle and thread in his hand were not paying attention, he pricked his finger and asked in a daze, "Did you hit it once?"

"Wen Po is counting the days." Wang Meilin said with a smile on her face.

Hang Xian also understood immediately, no wonder she was suddenly asked to be a female celebrity, and she kept talking about children, waiting here.

"Then congratulations, sister." Hang Xian showed a sweet smile. She didn't have any ambitions. It would be best for Wang Meilin to have a son.

Over the past 80 years of the Ming Dynasty, the imperial power has changed, from the Sapphire case after Zhu Biao's death, to Emperor Taizong's Jingnan, and then to Emperor Xuanzong, the Han king Zhu Gaoxu rebelled again.

It finally stopped for more than ten years, and King Ji led his army to hunt north.

If Wang Meilin had Qilin'er, Hang Xian would be able to breathe a sigh of relief. In the formerly peaceful palace, because His Majesty became the emperor, there was a lot of yin and yang.

After all, Wang Meilin is the empress, she is only a concubine, and this is not the palace, it is very awkward for everyone to look up and see him down.

Now that Wang Meilin is finally pregnant, Hang Xian can also breathe a sigh of relief, and Ji'er can also breathe a sigh of relief.

"Good thing." Hang Xian had a lot of fun thinking about it, and the girls under him were much faster.

Wang Meilin said mysteriously: "My sister told you that my sister's stomach is probably full, and I will leave the matter of Cheng Huan to you."

"Your Majesty goes to the Tenth Regiment's battalion every day to inspect the military horses. Now, just treat me like a military horse, but it's terrible. My waist and eyes are sore all day long."

"Ah? Is it true or not?" Hang Xian looked at Wang Meilin dully, and all the female celebrities in his hand stopped.

"Elder sister has a bit of family education anyway, and my father is a Jinwu guard. My elder sister can't bear it. How can I bear it?" Hang Xian's cheeks were a little red. Occupy Your Majesty.

"Yo yo yo, you're still blushing, you..." Wang Meilin looked at Hang Xian's baby face, and smiled a little more happily. Hang Xian was a little shy, and it was still not easy for her to talk about this boudoir matter.

Xing'an came through the gate of the courtyard, bowed his head and said: "See you two thousand years old, Your Majesty has sent an oral order from his ministers, Your Majesty will not stop giving lectures in the martial arts hall."

Wang Meilin was fine, but Hang Xian blushed a lot.

"Xing'an, I'm not feeling well today. If Your Majesty flips the cards, there's no need to put the cards down." Wang Meilin told Xing'an.

In this palace, there is a total of one empress and one concubine. If there is no queen, there will only be concubine Xian.

Xing'an looked up, Empress Chitose's forehead didn't turn red, it wasn't menstruation, so it was naturally happy.

But since the imperial physician didn't diagnose the pulse, Xing'an naturally wouldn't gossip around.

Even if the imperial physician checked the pulse, Xing'an would tell the imperial physician not to talk nonsense, and the imperial hospital sentenced Lu Zicai, who was originally an old man of Prince Yi's mansion, so he was relieved.

His Majesty does not need the courtiers to worry about how many bowls of rice he eats. There is a joy in the harem, and it is not the birth of a prince, so the courtiers don't need to worry about it.

"I know, I'm leaving." The smile on Xing'an's face grew wider.

Xing'an walked out of the gate of the side courtyard, stopped for a moment, punched his right palm with his left fist, and showed a smile on his face.

After he returned to the study, he bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, Empress Qiansui is inconvenient today and cannot serve her bed. Is it Zhaoxian who will serve her bed?"

"The house is not big, and the rules are not small. I will sleep in Concubine Xian's room tonight." Listening to Xing'an's words, Zhu Qiyu shook his head.This Tai'an Palace is not big, there are too many rules and too few rules, the house is restless, and there is no human touch.

Xing'an immediately understood what His Majesty meant. Isn't His Majesty not living in the palace just for the sake of less rules?
free.

"I'm going to heat the hot water now. The big bath your majesty mentioned, I thought about it, and it was repaired in half a month."

After Zhu Qiyu had dinner and took a bath, it was getting late, and while he was walking, he was still thinking about tomorrow's martial arts lecture.

The martial arts hall, the official residence of Yongfang, the mine factory in Shijingshan, and the farm law that is being promoted are all the elegant policies of the new dynasty promoted by Zhu Qiyu after he changed the Yuan Dynasty.

In these new dynasties, there are different levels of resistance, but they are all going smoothly. In fact, the reason is simple. The current courtiers are scattered and cannot get together. After all, Zhu Qizhen is still in the north.

This King Ji died in Yibei, and a few more babies will be born, this will be a new dynasty and a new atmosphere.

Hang Xian is taking care of Zhu Jianji, the child has already fallen asleep, the two-year-old child sleeps dishonestly, always kicking the quilt, Hang Xian looked tenderly at the child posing with a big character, and burst out laughing sound.

She has no ambitions, she just wants to raise the child so that Ji'er can grow up safely.

"Your Majesty." Hearing the opening of the door, Hang Xian stood up and saluted hastily.

Zhu Qiyu looked at the bed now, and asked in a low voice: "Is Ji'er asleep?"

"Just fell asleep." Hang Xian pursed his lips and said in a low voice, also afraid of shocking the child.

"I don't sleep like this." Zhu Qiyu looked at Zhu Jianji's pink face, and shook his head. Is this child so dishonest in his sleep?

It's okay if Zhu Qiyu didn't say anything, as soon as Zhu Jianji said that Zhu Jianji's legs stretched out from the quilt, and kicked hard twice, adjusted to a comfortable position, hugged the quilt, raised his head, and fell asleep again with his mouth half open .

"He's always like this. When I was young, I didn't dare to sleep all night, for fear that he would get some kind of cold." Hang Xian looked at the child with loving eyes.

"Ah..." Hang Xian's baby's face was immediately rosy.

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