In the few years since she married Prince Yu, Sun Xueniang has been in charge of the palace and has become very comfortable in controlling the harem.
Good knowledge, impartial attitude, and dignified and generous character make Sun Xueniang's position extremely stable.
Even though they just gave birth to a daughter, no one dared to act recklessly.
The order to reward was issued, and the whole government rejoiced.
Taking advantage of this limelight, the news of King Yu's victory in taking over Nanjing also spread throughout the whole government, and then swept Xiangyang City like the wind.
The whole city was jubilant.
And in Fanwang Street, where King Rui and King Qin lived, there was even silence.
When King Lao Rui heard this, his broad face showed disbelief at first, and then he sighed heavily: "I have known for a long time that King Yu is powerful, but I never thought that he could even capture Nanjing."
"Who knows? Who knows?"
The lineage of Chengzu has lasted for more than two hundred years. Is it going to end today?
This feeling comes from the bottom of my heart.
He staggered out of the door, came to the courtyard, looked in the direction of Beijing, and knelt down blankly.
"Your Highness—" Several servants hurriedly helped him, but were thrown away.
"Let's go, let's all go!" King Lao Rui shook them off, his gray hair full of sadness.
Seeing the kneeling King Rui, the servants had to stay away and watch from the sidelines.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
King Lao Rui lowered his head, tears streaming down his cheeks, and the floor tiles became increasingly wet.
The imperial line has been transferred here.
From a close branch to a distant sect, as the son of Wanli, how could he be allowed to face such pain during his lifetime?
"After death, how should I see Emperor Shenzong underground?"
…
Across the street, Prince Qin's Mansion, not far away, was equally silent.
Unlike King Rui's sadness, King Qin Zhu Cunji was particularly humiliated.
King Yu comes from the line of Qin and Fan. Logically speaking, the line of Qin and Fan has become a close branch since then. He should be happy.
However, I am afraid of comparison in everything.
As the leader of the clan, his branches came from behind and became the royal family.
And didn't he become a joke?
"I can't figure it out, how can Zhu Yixi be the emperor?"
"Brother, this is life!"
The young Zhu Yimu Ke was more aware of current affairs and sighed:
"The King Heyang's family has an emperor. This is their fate. We can't wait for it."
"The only thing we can worry about is that he is afraid of suppressing our group. After all, we are a big group."
"Dazong is destined by heaven and cannot be changed."
Zhu Cunji shook his head and said stubbornly: "Even if he becomes the emperor, he is still a small sect."
Zhu Cunmu'ao looked helpless.
Anyway, you have no son, so you are blessed, but the title is coming to me, and I don’t want to lose it.
"I mean, will he depose Prince Qin?"
"Deposed?" Zhu Cunji said proudly, as if he had heard a joke:
"The titles of the King of Qin were conferred by Taizu himself. After Prince Yiwen's lineage was deposed, we have the highest ranking. He dares to depose him?"
As the first vassal in the world, the King of Qin held a very important and prominent position in the clan.
Only then did Zhu Cunmufu feel relieved and persuaded: "Brother, the King of Yu is not as good as before, so we have to fawn over him. We have to count on him when we return to Xi'an in the future!"
"Xi'an? It's difficult!"
At this time, King Qin, who was full of pride, looked down like an eggplant beaten by frost: Gu
"Hanzhong Prefecture has been recovered for several years. Do you think King Rui has gone back? Wuchang Prefecture has also been recovered. Do you think King Chu (the crown prince who fled to Jiujiang, Hongguang Enzhun succeeded to the title) has returned?"
"Aren't you living well in Xiangyang these past few years?"
"Ah?" Zhu Cunmufu was shocked: "No matter how good the south is, it's not even half as good as Xi'an!"
The Prince of Qin's Mansion in Xiangyang only covers an area of dozens of acres, while in Xi'an, the Prince of Qin's Mansion occupies a quarter of the city of Xi'an. It is magnificent and huge, not much different from the Imperial Palace in Beijing.
Moreover, the King of Qin leads the right guard alone, with more than 5,000 people eating free wages, serving slaves, and occupying the land. It is much better than this small mansion.
He was extremely disappointed. This Qin Wangjue seemed to have no interest in him now.
Having said this, although King Qin was not angry, his expression finally softened and he pointed:
"Your title of King of Hanzhong was bestowed upon you by Emperor Hongguang. It seems inappropriate now, so you might as well give it up.
Let the king of Yu, who is the supervisor of the country and is about to proclaim himself emperor, give you the king's title again! "
"Yes!" Zhu Cunmu Ke, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, could only nod in agreement.
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In comparison, the Military and Political Affairs Department received the news not too late.
Zhao Shu took a deep breath, then locked himself in the room, suppressed a laugh, and then burst into tears, and his chest heaved violently.
After a quarter of an hour, he finally calmed down and regained his usual composure.
At this time, Zhang Shenyan and Yan Chongxin stood up and came over, the smiles on their faces unable to be concealed.
"Mr. Zhao, are you ready to move?"
At this time, Zhang Shenyan continued to use King Yu's name for him, with some respect.
This forty-year-old scholar is about to become the first assistant, and there is no room for any slightest neglect on his part.
Yan Chongxin also had the same thought: "There are so many merchants in Nanjing, Hui merchants, and Huai salt, they can charge a lot of money!"
"Whether we move to Nanjing or not depends on the king's order to supervise the country. I can't make the decision!"
Zhao Shu raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Everything is difficult at the beginning. Nanjing is not as good as Xiangyang. We have to be prepared."
Zhang Shenyan agreed: "What Mr. Zhao said is absolutely true. However, it is precisely because of Nanjing's complexity that His Royal Highness, the Supervisor, can't do anything alone, so we need to go and help him."
"Although we haven't received the king's order, we can make preparations in advance to avoid making mistakes when the time comes."
"That makes some sense!"
Zhao Shu glanced at him and nodded: "In that case, let's prepare in secret!"
"I'm going to see the princess first."
As he spoke, he showed kindness.
Looking at his back from behind, he actually has the temperament of a chief assistant.
"Congratulations--"
Zhang Shenyan and Yan Chongxin looked at each other, then smiled and bowed to each other: "Congratulations, congratulations -"
The whole yamen was filled with joy on this day.
Zhao Shu asked to see the princess and passed the request smoothly.
"What's the matter with Mr. Zhao?"
Facing the matchmaker, Sun Xueniang behaved very respectfully, but she was dignified in her approach, appearing generous and generous, which made people feel good about her.
Zhao Shu lamented that King Yu married the right man and his old friend gave birth to a good daughter, and immediately said:
"Princess Qi, when Your Highness takes over Nanjing, I am afraid that the shogunate will be moved soon, including the harem. To avoid future troubles, why don't you start making preparations today?"
"I see!"
Sun Xueniang nodded, but rejected the proposal: "Mr. Zhao, please forgive me. There is no rush to move Prince Yu's palace. Several sisters are still pregnant and will soon give birth. They cannot move at this time."
"Only after they give birth to a royal heir can we set off."
Zhao Shu was really surprised at this time. He smiled with satisfaction and said:
"The princess is still thoughtful, and the minister is negligent."
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