I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 641: Keep working hard!
The news that Concubine Shun Wang Lan'er was pregnant made Zhu Yijun both happy and surprised.

The good news is that my ability to reproduce is normal, and six months of hard work has finally paid off.

What was surprising was why Concubine Shun Wang Lan'er was pregnant.

Pregnancy can be really mysterious sometimes.

Wang Lan'er was the most conservative among the concubines, but she was the one who listened to her the most, following the Three Obediences and Four Virtues. Although she was not happy with what she said, she was still willing to do it.

Sometimes the joy of the boudoir requires cooperation.

It requires constant collisions in different positions and in different ways, and finally the perfect combination of soul and body can be achieved.

Well, my thoughts are wandering again.

Zhu Yijun picked up the brush that fell on the table and put it on the pen holder.

"Confirmed?"

Wanfu replied, "In reply to your Majesty, when the female doctors of the Imperial Medical Office were doing routine checks on the concubines, they discovered that Concubine Shun was pregnant and immediately reported it to the Empress.

The Empress reported this to the Queen Mother, and asked for the obstetricians of the Beijing Huimin General Hospital, as well as the miraculous doctor Wanquan, to check the pulses one by one, and confirmed that Concubine Shun was pregnant without a doubt, and then asked this servant to come and announce the good news to the Emperor."

"Well, tell the Queen Mother and the Empress that I'd like to ask them to help take care of Concubine Shun."

"According to the order!"

Wanfu left happily, and Chen Ju, Qi Yan and the eunuchs serving in the palace knelt down in unison as if they had been trained well.

"This servant congratulates His Majesty. Congratulations to His Majesty."

"It is indeed a happy event. Okay, Chen Ju, remember this. When my first prince or princess is born, remind me to give great rewards to the Western Garden and the Forbidden City."

"According to the order."

"Stand up, Chen Ju, and continue. Is there anything else that matters?"

Chen Ju stood up and walked to the imperial desk. "Your Majesty, the next ones are the secret reports from Wang Yi'e, the Governor-General of Huguang, Wu Dui, the Minister of State Affairs of Korea, and Lu Tong, the Deputy Governor of the Right Army."

"They are all secret reports. Let's take a look at Wang Yi'e's first."

Chen Ju immediately took out a copy from the memorial book and handed it to Zhu Yijun.

"Wang Yi'e is following the plan. Well, let's wait until next spring to see the truth. I am still confident in Wang Yi'e's work. What makes him better than Mr. Hu and Master Zhang is that he is unscrupulous.

Sometimes you have to be reckless when doing things.

Some rules are deliberately made by bureaucrats to hinder our progress. To implement the New Deal reform is to smash the old rules that hinder our progress.

Mr. Hu is good at doing things with shackles; Master Zhang is good at performing drama on eggs; Yang Jinshui is proficient in creating something from nothing, moistening things silently; Wang Yi'e can use a big axe and a small knife at the same time, sharp and flexible. "

Zhu Yijun praised it for a few words, picked up the pen and wrote on the memorial: "I have read it, this plan is very good. Attacking the city is inferior, attacking the heart is superior. Yang has the advantage of the terrain, we must destroy his opportunity and disperse his people."

After finishing writing, Chen Ju took it and put it aside to let the ink dry.

"Wu Dui's secret report."

Chen Ju quickly took it out and presented it to Zhu Yijun.

In his secret report, Wu Dui stated that the King of Korea, Yi Sun, had already boarded the ship on Ganghwa Island to come to the court for an audience. He had discussed with Ye Mengxiong and Gao Ce and was ready to launch the plan and asked Zhu Yijun for approval.

Wu Dui gave a detailed introduction to the preparations and mentioned that he had tested Yi Sun in Seoul and Ganghwa Island.

Although Yi Sun was a member of the Joseon royal family, he had a hard life since childhood due to party strife and internal fighting. He also witnessed the tragic situation of the Boshin Incident with his own eyes and was deeply afraid.

His position as the ruler was a piece of cake, picked up for free, and he had no intention of clinging to it. As long as he could be guaranteed prosperity in the future, it didn't matter whether he was the ruler or not.

Zhu Yijun nodded. He knew that it was not because Lee Sun was so reasonable, but because he had never truly held power for a day and had never personally tasted the magic of power, so he seemed very open-minded.

It doesn’t matter whether you give up something you have never had or not.

As long as the price is right, everything is negotiable.

Zhu Yijun wrote: "The people don't care who cares about them, as long as they are well fed and clothed. The trend of human nature is the tide of history, which is mighty and powerful. Those who follow the trend will prosper, and those who go against the trend will perish!

"Yes!"

Putting down his brush, Zhu Yijun asked, "Lu Tong's secret report."

"Your Majesty, here."

In the secret report, Lu Tong reported that he led the navy to deliver warmth to East Japan in accordance with the imperial edict. The only two remaining ports in East Japan, Hakata Port and Jie Port, were all burned down.

It doesn’t count as Hirado Port is completely controlled by the Ming Dynasty.

The eleven coastal castles and castle towns, including Odawara, Edo, Sunpu, Hamamatsu, Sendai, Kasugayama, Kameo, Wakayama, Kusatsu, Sakurao, Himeji, and Awaga, were all rewarded with varying numbers of rockets, ensuring that all living beings were equal under the rockets.

The mission has been completed, and the navy has assembled at Tsushima Port and Hirado Port, awaiting further instructions.

Zhu Yijun wrote: "From now on, the Beihai Navy will not only continue to blockade the East Japan Sea, but also conduct daily rocket combat drills.

Actual combat has proved that rockets are a very effective tool for the navy to attack enemy land targets and destroy their resistance and will.

Taibusi needs to develop rockets with higher accuracy, longer range and greater power, and the navy also needs to sum up more effective tactics in actual combat.

East Wo is a very good training location."

After writing, Zhu Yijun said to Chen Ju: "Send an order to the Honglu Temple to ignore any request for peace from the East Japan. The Naval Intelligence Bureau and the Ministry of Households are always paying attention to the internal situation of the East Japan. Their purpose is to support the weak and suppress the strong, so that their internal struggle will become more intense."

"According to the order!"

Next comes other kinds of political affairs.

The memorial submitted by Xu Zhenming, the governor of Gansu Province, was a summary of the water conservancy and agricultural assistance measures in the Northwest. He listed the pros and cons one by one in great detail.

Xu Zhenming was a capable minister who was hardworking and patient.

For the past two years, I have been working hard in Gansu.

It is not about working hard blindly, but about working smartly and competently. In the drought-stricken northwest, we keep learning, exploring, and summarizing, doing things that benefit the country and the people, and building achievements that will last for generations.

How great it would be if the Ming Dynasty was full of officials like Xu Zhenming who are diligent and capable!

Zhu Yijun wrote: "I know everything Mr. Xu said. Good policies benefit the country and the people, and will benefit future generations. Now it is winter, and the northwest is bitterly cold. Mr. Xu should take care of himself.

Thousands of sable furs would not be enough to commend you for your great achievements. But I know that you often go to the countryside to survey ditches and ponds, go into the fields to accompany the old farmers, and consult them about the real situation.

It's really inappropriate to wear a mink fur coat.

The Shaofujian and Taipusi customized a military coat for the northern border troops. The coat was knee-length, made of military green cotton cloth, and stuffed with short-staple cotton, evenly distributed. The collar was lined with a wool or rabbit fur scarf, which was thick and warm without affecting movement.

I asked the Supervisor of the Imperial Household to order four military coats of the same style, and asked the special envoy to send two of them to you by express horse.

When you put on this coat, you should know that I in the capital care about you and look forward to you. When I put on this coat, I should know that you have worked hard for the country in the northwest.

Sir, please take good care of your health. Only with good health can you continue to serve the country and the people and realize your ambitions. Remember this.

Written by the Emperor in the Ziguang Pavilion of the Western Garden of the Capital. On the fourth day of the eleventh month of the first year of the Wanli reign.

Chen Ju took the memorial filled with imperial comments and put it aside to dry.

He glanced at it and quickly read through the imperial edict. The emperor's methods of winning over his subjects were much better than those of Emperor Sejong.

Chen Ju could imagine how Xu Zhenming, who was far away in the northwest, would cry bitterly when he saw the imperial approval of this memorial and received two military coats specially sent by the emperor at full speed.

There is no political conspiracy between the lines, only sincerity. How could the subjects not be moved?
"Chen Ju, pass down the decree that Xu Zhenming, the governor of Gansu, be given the title of Imperial Court Official."

"According to the order!"

After dealing with a thick stack of memorials in the morning, Zhu Yijun had lunch, took a nap for twenty to thirty minutes, and read newspapers from various places for a while. He made marks on some of the newspapers and copied some content in a notebook with a pen.

When submitting memorials to the emperor for approval, Zhu Yijun insisted on using a brush.

Daily records, with a pen.

I only use pencil when making notes on books.

Around two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun began to set in the west, and the temperature was a little colder than at noon.

"Are the concubines on Qionghua Island?"

"Your Majesty, can you let me send someone to take a look?" Qi Yan replied.

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"Go and check it out, and report back quickly. Don't alarm them."

"According to the order!"

Zhu Yijun continued reading the newspaper. Ten minutes later, a young eunuch came to report.

"Your Majesty, the Empress, Imperial Concubine, Concubine Gong, Concubine Shu, Concubine Shun, Concubine Kang, and Concubine Ning, all seven ladies are in the Qionghua Palace on Qionghua Island."

"Qi Yan, come with me to see them. Don't alarm them."

"According to the order."

Zhu Yijun soon arrived at the pavilion outside the Qionghua Palace on Qionghua Island and heard voices coming from the pavilion behind the rockery in front. It was Song Liuli, Dong Linglong and Ge Xiuyun talking.

"Should I go and report to the Imperial Concubine, Concubine Kang and Concubine Ning?" Qi Yan asked softly.

Zhu Yijun waved his hand to stop him.

"Sister Imperial Concubine, you are the most favored by the Emperor, so you should be the first to get pregnant. I didn't expect it to be Concubine Shun." Dong Linglong said.

"What is destined to happen will happen, and what is not destined to happen should not be forced." Song Liuli's voice was still as clear and beautiful as before, "You two have been favored by the emperor many times, so why haven't you gotten pregnant?"

Dong Linglong and Ge Xiuyun are the least beautiful among the seven girls, but they have the best figures. In addition, they grew up on the grassland, so they are lively by nature and full of "wild beauty".

As a man, sometimes it is just so difficult to resist the temptation of wildness.

"Who knows." Dong Linglong said embarrassedly, "In fact, I don't care which of my sisters gets pregnant first. I just can't stand the fact that Concubine Shun puts on airs as soon as she gets pregnant.

Sister Imperial Concubine, you didn’t see how she looked. She felt like she was on par with Sister Queen, and you didn’t even take Sister Imperial Concubine seriously.”

Song Liuli advised: "Sister Linglong, you are outspoken, so don't say such things in the future. Be careful not to let someone get to the ears of someone with ulterior motives, and they will cause trouble for you."

"I'm not afraid of her! Humph!"

Ge Xiuying said from the side: "Sister, we are going to learn to sing from the Imperial Concubine Sister. No, the Emperor said it is not called singing, but singing."

Dong Linglong said quickly, "Yes, yes, let's learn to sing from the Imperial Concubine. The Imperial Concubine Shun is singing Kunqu Opera over there, and we are singing over here, each of us singing our own."

In the distance, a woman's singing voice can be heard, "Love comes from nowhere, but it is deep and lasting. The living can die, and the dead can live again."

Zhu Yijun couldn't help but turn around and ask softly, "Is this a new piece of Kunqu opera?"

Qi Yan replied softly, "Your Majesty, this is a new piece of writing, The Peony Pavilion, written by the great talent Tang Xianzu from Linchuan, Jiangxi. It is highly recommended by Mr. Fengzhou and is well-known throughout Jiangnan."

"Tang Xianzu?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. I heard that Tang Xianzu's four generations were all famous for their literary talent, and their names were all over Jiangxi. I am also a child prodigy. I entered the family school at the age of five, wrote poems at the age of twelve, learned ancient Chinese literature from Xu Liangfu at the age of thirteen, and was admitted as a county student at the age of fourteen.

In this Jiangxi provincial examination, Tang Xianzu passed the first class and came to Beijing to take part in the spring examination next year.

When passing by Jiangnan, he visited Fengzhou Gong and took out the play "The Peony Pavilion" he wrote, saying that it was adapted from the popular vernacular novel "Du Liniang's Return to the Soul".

Duke Fengzhou was greatly amazed and arranged for a troupe to rehearse the play overnight, and even changed the name of the play to "The Peony Pavilion".

Once it was performed, the sensation in Jiangnan was so great that the news soon spread to the capital."

"The Peony Pavilion" came out so early?

The Butterfly Effect?

Well, Jiangnan had just experienced the devastation of the three major crimes, and the literati were in a low mood. When "The Peony Pavilion" was published, they had something to do, and they could eat, drink, and have fun again, and continue their elegant and romantic lives.

As for the thousands of former aristocratic families headed by the Xu family, and tens of thousands of famous scholars, those who were close to them may be mourning, but others are already singing!

Dong Linglong said: "I have heard people say that the emperor has no talent and is the worst student ever taught by the Imperial Academy scholars of our dynasty. I think that is all bullshit.

The song written by the emperor is so beautiful. "

Ge Xiuyun echoed beside him: "Yes, yes, my favorite is the song about the grassland that the emperor wrote for us. I love it so much."

She started singing without saying anything.

"The fifteenth moon has risen in the sky, why is there no cloud around it? I am waiting for the beautiful girl, why don't you come yet?"

After singing two lines, Dong Linglong could not help but sing along. Halfway through, she switched to singing in Mongolian, which sounded so melodious and beautiful that it made people intoxicated.

Song Liuli said: "Compared to the euphemism of 'The moon is on the treetops, and we meet after dusk', this song written by the emperor is straightforward but sincere, simple but passionate, no wonder you like it.

But in comparison, I prefer another song written by the emperor."

After a few seconds, a beautiful song came over: "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and endless. The evening wind blows the willows, the sound of the flute is faint, and the sunset is beyond the mountains."

The song is sad but not mournful, and the emotions are deep yet elegant.

Zhu Yijun stood for a while, turned around and left Qionghua Island, and went straight to Renshou Hall.

In the main hall, a portrait of Emperor Jiajing in Taoist robes and a purple gold crown hangs in a shrine. Below it is a long partition, on which are placed the "Imperial Seal" of the Northern Yuan Dynasty of Tumen Khan of the Chahar tribe and the golden seal of Altan Khan of the Tumed tribe.

The gold seal of the Mo clan of Annan, the "Golden Seal of the Nation" of the Le clan of Vietnam, the gold seals of the Zheng clan and the Nguyen clan, and the gold seal of the Malacca Kingdom.

Zhu Yijun took a quick look and felt a little empty. He still needed to keep working hard.

He held three incense sticks in his hands, knelt on the cushion, and muttered something in his heart.

"Grandpa Emperor, your grandson's wife is pregnant. In six or seven months, your first great-grandson or great-granddaughter will be born. When the baby is one month old, I will hold him and kowtow to you."

Kowtow and kneel, then insert three incense sticks into the copper burner.

After leaving Renshou Hall, Zhu Yijun said to Qi Yan, "Go and make arrangements. I will have dinner with Concubine Shun tonight."

"According to the order."

"Since Concubine Shun is pregnant, I will not stay at Shujingxuan. Let's go to Yaohua Palace."

"According to the order."

(End of this chapter)