I became the son of Renzong

Chapter 35

Zhao Xi hasn't been busy with buying palace wall tenants at all these days, so it's just a pretense.

First mention the reason for compressing the biscuits, then let the biscuits hype up, and let the wind expand... He didn't believe that no one came to eat meat because of the fishy smell.

Of course this is only within a certain range.

For example, the husbands, even if they have guesses, they can't take care of these trivial matters.

The New Deal keeps them busy.

Although Zhao Xi felt urgent, she was not in a hurry, after all, she was still young...

If it can be done now, it will be done, but if it can't be done, we have to wait for time.

Therefore, he just begged the queen for some elderly court ladies recently... The so-called getting old means that he will no longer be favored by the old man.

This kind of people are relatively down-to-earth, they no longer fantasize about being in the family, and accept their fate, and some even form a company, and live together.

This kind of person has an advantage, they don't have a particularly good relationship with that concubine, and they are relatively innocent in social relations.

What's more, they are all silted up with maternal love and have nowhere to vent... But Zhao Xi is still the master who is loved by everyone.

Even if I don't have the chance to have children, it's very comfortable to see a child like Prince E every day.

The biscuits come from the hands of this group of people.

What really pleased Zhao Xi was that none of this group of people was stupid, on the contrary, they were all ingenious, even easier to train than those eunuchs.

Therefore, biscuits are no longer limited to sweet, salty and green onion flavors.

Empress Cao didn't care about these these days, as usual, it is the queen's business to raise the prince. Even if it is Concubine Zhang Xian, according to the rules, the prince should be handed over to the Ciming Palace for upbringing.

Although Empress Cao was not sure whether the officials would break the rules for Zhang, she had to do what she had to do.

She has to do everything by herself, from being a close caller, to a wet nurse, to arranging the baby's room.

Just today, Mrs. Wen has been in for a long time, at least Empress Cao feels that the time is not short... The news from her uncle's family came in, and the family members came to the palace to say it, and she wanted to get involved with the biscuits again, and she was anxious , thinking of going to talk to Xi'er, but I shouldn't walk away here.

Zhao Zhen even rejected the play on the grounds that the name is justified, Zhang's birth today, and the husbands also understand.

"Official family, Mrs. Wen is here, and Mrs. Zhang is not the first child, so don't worry."

"I know, I know..."

Zhao Zhen swayed while agreeing, without stopping at all.

How many times have I always waited with hope, but in the end I always get hit again and again.

"Congratulations to the official family, and the joy of making tiles."

The delivery room was quiet for a while, and Mrs. Wen came out, saying congratulations, but her tone, tone and expression didn't mean congratulations at all.

She also knew what the officials were looking forward to. She thought she could deliver another prince like Prince E for the royal family... or a girl.

Still have to say, she knows the reward this time... that's all.

"Reward according to the rules!"

Zhao Zhen also suddenly lost his energy. He wanted to turn around and leave, but felt that it was too obvious. He lightly ordered the saint to reward him, and then sat down sullenly.

When Empress Cao heard that it was the joy of Nongwa, she was inexplicably relieved.She couldn't tell, and she didn't know whether it was easier not to add people to the Ciming Palace, or whether it was easier for Xi'er not to worry about the big one.

This is better and saves some trouble in the palace.

Wen Po had already packed up and left in a dull mood, while Zhao Zhen was still sitting in a dull mood.

Seeing that it was getting late, Empress Cao was bored, so she had to stay with the officials and feel bored.

"Officials, I need to arrange Xi'er's dinner, so I'll go back to Ciming Palace first."

I can't wait, Mrs. Zhang has nothing to do, so I have to stay in a daze with the officials.

"Oh...the saint, come back quickly, don't miss Xi'er."

At this time, Zhao Zhen remembered that he still had Xi'er, but...it's just that Xi'er is too smart, and many times, he forgot Xi'er's age.

Xi'er didn't seem to need to worry at all, so he couldn't find the feeling of being a father.

The Zhang family gave birth to a princess, and before Empress Cao returned to Ciming Palace, the whole Bianliang City knew everything about it.

This Neiyuan leak... Maybe this is the way it should be. After all, it is more or less a happy event for the officials, and there is nothing wrong with spreading it around.

It's just that they think differently.

……

"Daddy, Mrs. Zhang gave birth to a baby girl..."

Zhao Zongsheng just said this, so he didn't say any more.

He has always been in charge of the palace, but now knowing that Mrs. Zhang gave birth to a baby girl, I don't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

In the past year, Thirteen's idea of ​​inheriting the great power seems to have been filled with resentment towards that kid Zhao Xi.

Liu Cheng was released and went to Hedong to eat the new wind. The guards who had been cultivated with great difficulty were burned in the sky, and he organized a Tongying Banquet, which made Jia Xianggong unhappy.

The Zhang family was pregnant, and the Pu Palace even secretly hoped to give birth to a prince. If it wasn't for Thirteen, they would have to pray publicly.

Today, Zhang gave birth to a baby girl.

"Zong Sheng, you should try to arrange the things you 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 nervous.That was Zong Shi's idea when he first came out of the palace. He just wanted to create a snipe and clam fight.

But now... that kid Zhao Xi, even thinking about it, Zhao Zongcheng has a headache.

"Don't ask! You can arrange it."

King Pu waved his hand, and Zhao Zongcheng left the room.

……

"Ms. Zhang gave birth to a baby girl."

"It's so good. There is no dispute in the general order, and it can also make the court gather strength."

The Zhengshitang just casually said a few words, and the matter is over.

The implementation of the New Deal has really reached the deep water area. The originally muddy court has been completely disturbed by people, and it is even impossible to distinguish their respective positions.

The court discussion became even more noisy, and it was not possible to agree on an issue in a day.The official, who was particularly afraid of trouble, seemed to have been splashed with cold water on his original high spirits, and he no longer had the determination he had at the beginning of the year.

In such a chaotic court, who would care about a concubine giving birth to a man and a woman?

Zhao Xi also knew at this time, Wang Zhongzheng was sneaky, as if it was a good thing, and told Zhao Xi with a smile on his face.

What's the big deal?Not to mention this time, next time it will be a baby girl.

"Zhongzheng, don't learn from the idlers in the palace, just do things in an upright manner, don't gossip, don't talk nonsense."

Don't say that the old man should have no children, even if he has ten or eight... Well, I still can't do anything to harm others.The question is will Daddy 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 had no heirs suddenly had an inheritance. For Da Song, it was not a butterfly at all, but a big bird flapping its wings.

Except for his name, he had inquired about Zhao Zhen's father's life, and those Bao Qingtianzhan guards, etc., and he knew nothing about it.

With thousands of years of knowledge, at this time, there is no difference from the aborigines, and they are also ignorant of the future.

(End of this chapter)