When the two came to the dormitory, Han Jingyun had recovered some of his energy and was looking for the child anxiously. Seeing Zhu Biao come in with the child in his arms, Han Jingyun immediately relaxed, with a happy smile on his face.
"Your Highness, child..."
"Thank you for your hard work, my dear, our prince is here." Zhu Biao comforted Han Jingyun, walked to her and squatted down, exposing the child's little face to Han Jingyun.
"Look, he is our prince. He sleeps so soundly and is so well-behaved..."
Han Jingyun was originally full of joy and wanted to see what her son looked like, but the first sight made her frown: "So ugly~"
Although Han Jingyun never cared about her own beauty, she naturally liked beautiful things as she was naturally beautiful. She originally thought that the child born with her appearance would also be beautiful, but she did not expect to see a wrinkled little face.
Not only did this make her a little disappointed, she subconsciously said something.
When Han Du heard this, he walked up with a smile and explained: "Newly born babies are all wrinkled like this, but it's okay. They will become pink and cute in a day or two. Well, our nephew's eyes are Big, round nose, and sharp lips, he will definitely be a very handsome child."
"Really? That's good, I was really shocked just now." Han Jingyun became happy when he heard his elder brother's words, and he tried to look at his son with great interest. My mood has changed, and now I feel a little pleased with my son's wrinkled little face.
"Your Majesty, the Queen, are here~"
Hearing the eunuch's shouts, Zhu Biao stood up with his son in his arms, turned and looked out the door.
Seeing his father and mother walking in hand in hand, Zhu Biao knelt down with his son in his arms, "My son, I pay homage to my father and mother."
"I pay my respects to your Majesty, the Queen."
"Get back on your feet." Lao Zhu waved his hand to Han Du with a smile on his face.
Queen Ma took three steps at a time and took the child from Zhu Biao's arms, "Come on, let me see, the direct grandson of Ming Dynasty..."
Zhu Biao was naturally reluctant to let go, but he had no way to refuse the mother. He could only reluctantly let go and let the mother take the child away. Zhu Biao's eyes were glued to the swaddling clothes eagerly, unwilling to move away.
Empress Ma walked up to Lao Zhu with the child in her arms and motioned to show him, "Your Majesty, look how beautiful this child is. He looks exactly like Biao'er when he was a child."
Queen Ma's words made Zhu Biao suddenly feel embarrassed.
Lao Zhu glanced at the infant child for a few times, nodded with satisfaction, and agreed with Queen Ma's statement: "Yes, it is indeed exactly the same as Biao'er's time."
Then he looked at Han Jingyun, who was leaning on the bed weakly, and said with a smile: "Here comes someone."
The old eunuch immediately stood up from behind Lao Zhu with a smile, "My slave is here."
"Prince Princess Han Jingyun has made great contributions to spreading incense, and she has given her a pair of Ruyi jade, ten pairs of century-old ginseng, a hundred South Sea pearls, a pair of clams, and a hundred catties of agarwood..."
Lao Zhu rewarded Han Jingyun lavishly. In short, he gave Han Jingyun various rare medicinal materials as if he were grabbing a handful. Various rare treasures were also given in pairs. Other gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin, etc., are simply not on the market.
Take the clam clams for example. After Zong Lu heard that Lao Zhu had obtained some clam clams, he ran to the palace to ask for them from Lao Zhu regardless of his face. I originally thought that Lao Zhu always valued him so much that asking for a few clams would not be a problem at all.
But unexpectedly, Lao Zhu refused.
In the end, it was only after Zong Li's shameless teasing that he took one out of Lao Zhu's mouth. Originally, Zong Lai was still complaining about the emperor's stinginess and was only willing to give him a clam.
But after Zong Long saw the clam given to him by the emperor, he immediately knelt down. As the head of the Buddhist sect in the world, Zong Lai had never seen the Tridacna, one of the Seven Treasures of the Buddha.
But he had never seen one so big, so pure, white and holy.
The clam that Zong Lai brought back from Lao Zhu is now the treasure of Tianjie Temple and will not be shown to anyone else.
But Lao Zhu was much more generous to his own people, and directly rewarded Han Jingyun with a pair.
I don’t know if Zong Lai will be so angry that he vomits blood after finding out.
"Thank you, Your Majesty for your kindness~" Han Jingyun could not stand up, so he could only lean on the bed and nod his head towards the Emperor.
Lao Zhu waved his hand nonchalantly to stop her from saluting, and said with a smile: "You should rest peacefully and cultivate yourself and try to recover as soon as possible. You don't have to worry about anything else."
"Yes." Han Jingyun nodded again.
After lying against the pillow for a while, Han Jingyun seemed to have regained some energy, but his face was still full of fatigue. Even so, she said to Han Du: "Brother, don't you prepare something for your nephew..."
Han Du saw the girl's expression and didn't know what she was paying attention to. He could only bite the bullet and said: "Why are we brothers and sisters so polite? If you want anything, just say it and I will give it to you when you get back." Come."
Han Jingyun looked at his elder brother for a moment, then said with a smile: "You are so nervous, don't I know what is in the treasure house at home?
Don't worry, I don't want those treasures of yours this time. "
Hearing that the girl didn't pay attention to his treasures, Han Duxinlai was relieved and said proudly: "Look at what you said, we are brothers and sisters. Can I not give it to you if you ask? Just say it, what do you want?"
"I want a crib." Han Jingyun said immediately.
"
Give! " Han Du answered simply and neatly.
"I also want a stroller." Seeing Han Du's easy answer, Han Jingyun spoke again.
"Here." Han Du did not hesitate.
"There's also a slide." Han Jingyun said loudly.
"Here~" Han Du replied with some reluctance.
"And..." Han Jingyun finished speaking in one breath while Han Du was not paying attention.
The corners of Han Du's mouth twitched, and he wanted to fool him, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Lao Zhu looking at him with a smile. A warm smile suddenly appeared on Han Du's face, "Here, give it all!"
Lao Zhu withdrew his eyes from Han Du with satisfaction and turned to his grandson.
The Crown Princess gave birth to her eldest son, and everyone inside and outside the palace was immersed in celebrations. The people in the capital talked about it for more than a month, and then the enthusiasm gradually subsided.
In a wine shop, the original Chang Hao was no longer there, and the storyteller was replaced by a young and down-and-out scholar. Maybe it was to be able to live in the capital, or maybe he had deep expectations for the imperial examination. In short, he took root in this wine shop because of the generosity of these regular customers.
As usual, the diners listened to the storyteller tell all kinds of interesting things in the capital. Most of them themselves are talking about sea trade, maritime commerce, securities and the like.
There is no other way, after all, money moves people's hearts. Now the most attractive thing about the Ming Dynasty is not the merchants or merchants, but the maritime merchants.
In just a few years, the wealth of maritime merchants has become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even the marginal industries brought out by sea trade are making a lot of money one by one.
Just when the diners were talking about which ship owner's stock they should buy and which securities they should buy to make more money. A few men in rags who looked like beggars came from the west and walked through the city gate.
In Kunning Palace, Lao Zhu was having dinner with Queen Ma.
The old eunuch hurriedly walked in and stood at the door, hesitant to speak.
Lao Zhu glanced at him, his expression slowly darkened, and he frowned, "What happened?"
The old eunuch opened his mouth but said nothing, appearing very hesitant.
"Say." Lao Zhu's voice suddenly became louder, and he asked with some dissatisfaction.
"Yes, Your Majesty. Someone came to the palace gate in the evening and said they wanted to..." The old eunuch glanced at Queen Ma, and under the intimidating look in his eyes, he had to boldly say: "They said they wanted to sue The royal decree of the King of Qin."
Queen Ma was stunned when she heard this, and looked at the emperor with some confusion and worry.
Lao Zhu frowned and asked in a deep voice: "What exactly is going on?"
The old eunuch immediately took out a piece of silk with words densely written on it, "Please take a look at it, your Majesty."
Lao Zhu angrily grabbed the silk and spread it out to look at it carefully. The more he looked, the uglier his face became; the more he looked, the more angry he became.
After reading it from beginning to end, Lao Zhu angrily slapped his hand on the table, furious: "Ignorant of human affairs, stupid as an animal!"
The old eunuch stood in front of Lao Zhu tremblingly with his head lowered, not daring to say a word. When he saw this piece of silk, he knew that the matter could not be concealed. If this matter was not done well, countless people's heads would fall to the ground. No matter how courageous he was, he did not dare or want to get involved.
When Queen Ma saw that the emperor was furious and it was related to King Qin, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious and wanted to know what was going on. He looked up at the emperor and asked nervously: "Your Majesty, what happened?"
Lao Zhu's anger had nowhere to vent, so he grabbed the silk and threw it to Queen Ma, "See for yourself, your good son has done a good deed."
Queen Ma quickly scanned it and immediately understood the importance of the matter. But Zhu Xi is her biological son after all, and she can't add insult to injury at this time.
As soon as his thoughts changed, he quickly said: "What you did is so ridiculous, I'm afraid it won't be enough to punish him with a big punishment. However, this is just the one-sided words of those people, and the emperor needs to investigate it himself."
Lao Zhu's furious anger immediately calmed down under Queen Ma's few words. Empress Ma was right. If Zhu Ping really did these things, he would naturally be punished, but he couldn't just listen to a few people's words.
Having a clue, Lao Zhu asked the old eunuch: "Where are these people? Where are they now?"
The old eunuch quickly replied: "My servant knew that this matter was of great importance, so in order to avoid attracting the attention of interested people, I moved these people to a side room and took care of them on the spot."
Lao Zhu nodded, quite satisfied with the old eunuch's handling. After a pause, he said: "Be kind to them. No matter what happens, nothing will happen to these people. Send someone to Xi'an immediately to find out the whole story for me."
"According to the order."
A month later, Lao Zhu received the complete investigation documents:
Doting on the second concubine Deng, while putting the main concubine under house arrest... This is no different from doting on a concubine and killing his wife...
He drove the soldiers and civilians to build pavilions and ponds in the palace for fun, and he and his second concubine Deng tortured the palace people there for fun...
The Chief Secretary of the Coast was specially sent to buy Zhucui, which destroyed the people's homes...
Make queen costumes for Deng to wear...
Make the bed in your room into a five-claw for the emperor...
One by one, Lao Zhu was shocked to see them.
"It's rude to be arrogant and it's a grave sin!"
Lao Zhu could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and suddenly slapped the imperial case with a rumble, and shouted: "Come here, take the King of Qin into custody and bring his family back to the capital!"
...
After Han Du had someone deliver what the girl wanted, he finally felt relieved for the time being. Although the wood used to make these things was very precious, Han Du still felt that his love for the girl was not in vain because the girl did not want to take advantage of his treasure house.
Han Kezhong can already run independently, but he still trips and falls to the ground from time to time.
Every time his son fell down, Anqing was worried. In order to prevent his son from falling, he even wanted to send a group of maids to watch his son, and even more strictly forbade his son from running, so that he could only walk with a walking stick.
But after Han Du learned about An Qing's approach, he strongly opposed it: "How can a child grow up without being beaten? It's just a fall. Who hasn't fallen down as a child?"
"I didn't!" An Qing's eyes widened, thinking that Han Du was just talking nonsense.
Han Du was immediately overwhelmed by An Qing's words. An Qing had grown up with a golden key in her mouth. She said that she had never fallen when she was a child, and Han Du had to believe it. Han Du had already guessed what was going on.
It was nothing more than what Anqing was doing now, sending a group of palace maids to follow her and strictly prohibiting her from running around.
Seeing that there was no way to go, Han Du tilted his head and said another way, "You are different. You are a woman, and you should be raised with care and care. But our son is a man, and you also hope that he can become a man when he grows up. An upright man, right?
But you sent someone to protect him tightly, and he didn't even have a chance to bump into him. How can he dare to take responsibility when he grows up? If he likes to run, just let him run. Even if he falls, it will be an exercise for him. "
But no matter how much Han Du said, An Qing still felt sorry for his son. He even looked at Han Du with red eyes and tears and said pitifully: "You put it lightly, the ground here is either stones or wooden beams. Just touch it casually. It's just a big hole. What if it touches the eyes? Do you want your son to become blind when he grows up? Even if I make him a little weaker, as long as he can grow up safely. "
Han Du thought about it and realized that this was indeed a problem. Although Han Du has no contempt for ugliness, he thinks that it would not be good if his son loses his appearance.
He touched his chin and said: "This is easy to do. Someone will come and polish the edges of all the stones in the mansion and smooth them. In addition, I will wrap all the protruding beams and columns with cotton cloth."
After Han Du gave the order, all the maids and servants in the Zhenhai Hou Mansion got busy. When she found a protruding edge, the maid stepped on it with both feet and immediately called her servants to polish it smooth.
When Han De and Liu saw such actions in the mansion, they couldn't help but stare and asked, "Stop, what are you doing?" With such chaos in the mansion, don't they know that the mansion can't arbitrarily stir up trouble? What should you do if your feng shui is broken?
Seeing that the master was so angry, the servants were frightened and hurriedly replied with a trembling voice: "This is the order from the Marquis. It is said to prevent the young Marquis from running into each other when he runs, so that the young masters can make the house neat and orderly." The corners are all smoothed."
Hearing that it was Han Du's intention, and it was for the sake of his precious grandson, Han De's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately took the initiative to instruct his servants, "Shovel, this place, and this place have all been leveled by me."
"Yes, Master." When the servant heard the Master's instructions, he immediately smiled and started polishing a little faster.
Just when Han Du watched his son running, he fell on his butt with a thud, and then stood up and patted his butt as if nothing had happened and continued running.
Zhu Biao rushed directly to Han Du without letting anyone know.
Han Du looked at Zhu Biao with a smile on his face and joked: "What? If you don't tease your son in the East Palace, what are you doing here?"
How could Zhu Biao still be in the mood to joke with Han Du at this time? He forced out a smile and looked at Han Du.
Han Du suddenly felt strange and asked doubtfully: "What? What happened to make you have such a big reaction?"
Zhu Biao did not answer Han Du, but stared at him closely and asked seriously: "Han Du, how does this prince treat you?"
"Your Highness treats me with great kindness. Your Highness saved my life, and even the lives of my whole family." Han Du said it solemnly without any hesitation.
As he spoke, Han Du's heart suddenly tightened. Because Zhu Biao always called himself lonely in front of Han Du. He has never acted like a crown prince. Now Zhu Biao actually brought out the identity of the crown prince. Thinking with his toes, Han Du knew what Zhu Biao wanted to tell him, and it must be extremely difficult to handle.
But so what if it’s difficult? Zhu Biao really had nothing to say to himself. He couldn't just stop doing it just because it was difficult, right?
Han Du was determined to help Zhu Biao rise to power, because Han Du discovered that Zhu Biao's kindness was revealed from his nature. As a minister, would you feel more comfortable under a kind emperor or under a cunning emperor? I'm afraid the answer is self-evident, right?
Seeing Han Du being so honest with him, Zhu Biao suddenly laughed, nodded and said, "Okay, just remember. I have something to ask you for help now."
"Your Highness is very polite. If there is anything you want me to do, Your Highness can just give you your orders. I don't dare to take your Highness as a request." Han Du said helplessly as he was prepared in his heart.
"This is what happened..." Zhu Biao approached Han Du and told the story bit by bit.
As Han Du listened to Zhu Biao's narration, his expression gradually became surprised, then solemn, and finally extremely ugly, almost like a broken jar.
"Eternal God Emperor"
