Although Sun Shirui sorted it out, the queen still felt uneasy.
However, she was able to overcome the thoughts of her youngest son, Jifu Fan.
According to common sense, after being a queen for more than ten years, she has already settled into her position and nourished her energy. However, caring leads to chaos. Who is not nervous about the position of prince?
"These words are known to heaven and earth. You know them and I know them. They must not be spread out."
Sun Shirui said in a deep voice, his eyes filled with seriousness and severity: "Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous."
Several people nodded one after another, then relaxed their heartstrings and started chatting about home affairs.
Sun Shining is now in his mid-twenties, and his marriage was agreed in advance. She is Zhu Meng's legitimate daughter. After waiting for two years, she is now sixteen this year.
However, it is worth it.
Sun Shining said with a smile: "The Duke of Xuan fell in love with this girl, and she is a legitimate daughter, so I prepared a dowry of sixty-eight tons, ten shops, ten hectares of farmland, and a water mill. It can be said that I spent a lot of money."
Sun Xueniang nodded slightly: "A farm in Gyeonggi is rare. Although it only has ten hectares, its value exceeds ten thousand yuan. Especially with the addition of a water mill, your little life will be quite comfortable."
"Brother, where is our betrothal gift?"
Sun Shining chuckled and said, "Although we are not rich, we have collected as much as we can. A hundred pieces of colored silk, a hundred taels of gold, three thousand pieces of silver, plus some horses and gold utensils, it is almost the same."
Sun Shining sighed: "More than that?"
"Brother also prepared a three-room house for me. Why does it have to be so big? It will cost a lot of money."
"I have to add some too." The queen waved her hand and said, "I have accumulated some money over the years, so I added ten handles of Ruyi Jade and three three-foot-high red corals."
"Other jewelry and porcelain in the palace will not be given to you and cannot be used. They are just lying around and it is wasted."
"Let me share a house with you again!"
"Empress, I already have a house." Sun Shining said hurriedly: "That's enough, I won't be able to live in any more."
"That's fine." Sun Xueniang chuckled and said, "When you get promoted, your Majesty will reward you."
Compared with Zhu Jing and others, Sun Shining is younger and has not received the treatment of Conglong. Now he only holds the title of Jinyiwei Qianhu.
"Mother, I'm going to get married soon. When will you let me go to war?"
Regardless of his image, Sun Shining said arrogantly: "I'm almost twenty, and my thirteenth brother was already a sixth-grade military attache at that time."
"There's no rush." Sun Xueniang shook her head slightly, the phoenix hairpin on her head swaying, exuding bright colors: "When you have an heir, your merits and other achievements will naturally come naturally."
In this regard, Sun Shining felt helpless.
"When I step back, you can go again..."
As the eldest brother, Sun Shirui spoke.
"Brother, you are not even fifty yet, why are you retreating?"
Although Sun Shirui inherited the title of Daizhou Bo (it was changed later, don't worry), his official position continued to rise, from being an academic administrator to being an inspector.
But now it's come to an end, there's no way to rise.
"After enjoying the count, I have to retreat if I don't retreat."
Sun Shiruihun said nonchalantly: "If it weren't for His Majesty's grace, the impeachment of the Supervisory Council would have drowned me long ago."
"It's okay to retire." Sun Xueniang said nonchalantly: "Brother is getting older, so why not retire and enjoy the blessings."
"When the time comes, little brother, you will be the backbone of the family."
At noon, the prince, Sun Damiang and others gathered in Kunning Palace to enjoy the family banquet together.
Halfway through the meal, I didn't expect that the emperor also came over, and the atmosphere was completely different for a while.
During the banquet, regarding the issue of the successor of the Fu clan, the emperor explained jokingly: "It is said that destroying a country will not eliminate its sacrifices. Now that the Ming Dynasty has been three hundred years old, we are considered to have the same ancestry and ancestors. How can we allow them to be eliminated?"
Fu Fan succeeded Yan Tong, so naturally Fu Fan could not be cut off. "
"However, the emperor's order was changed. Although my son was adopted by the Fu clan, he naturally cannot enjoy the right to succeed to the throne."
"To a certain extent, they are two families."
The emperor admitted it himself, which made everyone feel more relaxed, and the queen even smiled sincerely.
At night, the prince returned to the East Palace.
"What did my uncles and the Queen talk about today?"
Zhu Cunqu closed his eyes and rested his mind, enjoying the massage from the palace maid, and said softly.
At this time, a eunuch stepped forward cautiously and whispered: "Although the door is open, there are people guarding it, so it's hard to hear clearly."
"First the princess found the queen, and then she found the two uncles..."
The title of "Guojiu" here is naturally an honorific title. In fact, because of his status as a prince, he will inevitably ascend the throne. It is only a matter of time before he becomes "Guojiu".
"But as expected, it should be about the succession of the Fu clan. After a few people chatted for half an hour, the queen became a lot more cheerful."
"Fu Fan——" Zhu Cunqu showed a contemptuous smile: "Adopting Fu Fan is no less than leaving the ancestral temple. What future does such a prince have?"
"The queen is really concerned and makes a fuss."
"The prince can see clearly..."
After talking about the big and small things that happened in the palace in detail, Zhu Cunqu finally relaxed after about a moment:
"Take a shower, it's time to rest."
Soon, the entire East Palace fell into a quiet melody, and no one dared to disturb the prince's sleep.
Although he lived in the East Palace not long ago, Zhu Cunqu maintained necessary control over the entire East Palace, even though the officials in major positions were appointed and removed by the emperor and empress.
Investing in the future is something that everyone is willing to try if it is beneficial and cost-effective.
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by, and soon another busy year has passed.
At the beginning of autumn, when the autumn taxes were put into the treasury and the sky was clear and the air was crisp, a big earthquake occurred throughout the court:
Zhao Shu, who has been the first minister for thirteen years and is the Duke of Fu, is known as the first civil servant in the founding of the country. He officially submitted a letter to become an official.
Obviously, this feels very wrong.
After all, Zhao Shu was only in his early sixties, while Wang Yingxiong, the second assistant, was already over seventy. He was in high spirits now, so why did Zhao Shu become an official?
For a time, rumors were flying everywhere.
Some said that Zhao Shu was seriously ill and could not handle politics.
The biggest proof of this is that in the past two years, we have been delegating power and cultivating future generations.
Some people say that the emperor was afraid of the meritorious officials, so Zhao Shu resigned. The biggest example refers to the fact that the prince was named King of Wu.
It is clear how Zhao Shu argued and how angry the emperor was.
In response, the emperor personally visited the Duke's Mansion to express condolences to Zhao Shu, thus breaking the rumors.
Faced with the emperor's sincerity to stay in office, in front of all the ministers, Zhao Shu sighed:
"I don't want to, but I have to do it."
"I have been in the cabinet for more than ten years. I am already sixty years old. My temples are gray. Now my teeth are loose and my energy is not as good as before. I am even not as good as an old farmer in the countryside."
"Why do you fall in love with such a broken body?"
The emperor naturally stayed in office again and again, his words full of reluctance.
However, Zhao Shu has made up his mind to leave and will definitely not be tempted.
After more than an hour, the emperor left.
The next day, Zhao Shu continued to write.
As usual no.
Three days later, Zhao Shu continued to write.
After delaying for several days, the emperor had no choice but to get it right.
Then, the corresponding reward was sealed.
First of all, Zhao Shu was added as the first rank, Te Jin Guanglu doctor. Before him, there was only Te Jin Ronglu doctor, who basically belonged to the top class of civil servants.
lThe rest can only be given away after death.
Except for the posthumous gifts to his father and mother, there is no need to mention other official positions, and his wife was named the first-grade imperial concubine.
Both his son and daughter-in-law were given titles.
It can be said that one person attains enlightenment, and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.
This is why in the feudal era, even women favored boys over girls.
When a woman is unable to pursue an official career, by giving birth to a child with literary talents,
The son can also get the reward level.
For Zhao Shu, as a generous reward, the emperor would confer him the title of Taifu.
In other words, he has made great strides forward from being the master of the East Palace to officially becoming the emperor's master.
How could he not be content under such circumstances?
With a full heart full of rewards, in early September, when the weather was about to turn cold, he embarked on his return journey.
If we follow the emperor's wishes and rush back to Shanxi in the cold winter, it will be too tiring. It is better to stay in Beijing for the winter and leave in the spring.
It's a pity that Zhao Shu was determined and chose to leave without hesitation.
When bidding farewell, the prince came in person.
Hundreds of civil and military officials were stationed in front of the pavilion, coupled with a large number of servants and carriages, making the entire official road tightly blocked.
Under the clear sky, the sky was filled with dust, and the rushing horses couldn't help snoring.
After taking off his official robe, Zhao Shu seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden. The wrinkles on his face could not be stopped no matter how hard he looked. The dark bags under his eyes were droopy. He was dressed in common clothes and looked like an ordinary farmer.
In front of the pavilion, Zhao Shu looked at the prince carefully and saw that he was wearing a python robe, his face was childish, but his eyes were bright and his facial features were straight, and his skin was as fair as a woman's.
The aura of Tianhuang's aristocratic family all over his body could not be stopped no matter what.
If someone who doesn't know him meets him, he will sigh and say "whose noble son is he?"
"The prince is almost fourteen, isn't he?"
After staring for a long time, Zhao Shu smiled.
"It will be fourteen after the New Year." Zhu Cunqu answered cautiously.
The dialogue at this time put no less pressure on him than the emperor.
"As soon as we say goodbye today, I will no longer return to the capital. Living with my parents and living together in a house can be considered as making up for my unfilial piety over the years..."
"I wonder if there are too many weeds in front of the grave..."
Zhao Shu felt this.
"Since ancient times, it is difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety. Sir, you care about the people of the world and assist your father in re-establishing the Ming Dynasty. Why is this not great filial piety?"
Zhu Cunqu's clear voice sounded, and it seemed to be a little hoarse. He was in the period of voice change, and he spoke with a clear voice.
Hearing this, Zhao Shu smiled slightly and walked to the pavilion without saying anything.
Several birds were frightened by it, leaving only a few piles of bird droppings.
Zhao Shuhun didn't care and sat down directly, then pointed to the stone chair opposite: "Prince, please sit down."
Zhu Cunqu didn't dare to neglect, and sat down hurriedly, not caring about his dirt.
"In the 16th year of Chongzhen, there was a severe epidemic in Xi'an Prefecture. Everyone in Shaanxi was panicked. The rich and powerful people fled to the countryside. The King of Qin even locked the palace gates and became one.
The emperor became aware of this, and regardless of his safety, he sacrificed his life to accommodate the people of the government, thus reducing the epidemic and allowing Governor Sun to breathe a sigh of relief..."
"When we arrived in Luoyang to supervise the country, we suddenly looked back and realized that in just a few years, we had already grown up, and the throne was within our reach..."
"Today, it has been thirteen years since Shao Wu, the ancestral temple has been restored, and the people have been at peace for more than ten years. Although the emperor is usually quite fond of him, it is just a small thing."
Zhu Cunqu listened with interest as Zhao Shu repeated his father's great achievements.
From the perspective of different people, the taste is naturally different.
"Prince——"
Suddenly, Zhao Shu woke up from his memory, turned his head and looked at him.
Zhu Cunqu nodded quickly: "Yes."
"As the Grand Master of the Eastern Palace, I have never taught you knowledge for a day. Before I leave today, I have something to say. You should listen carefully."
"Nowadays, although the people say that the emperor is very happy with his achievements, they don't know that the imperial court has been using troops for many years, but the treasury has never been empty, but has accumulated more and more."
"The population among the people is increasing instead of decreasing, and it is becoming more and more prosperous."
Zhao Shu said unhurriedly: "Others don't know, but you must understand that the government is stable and you have made great achievements today. Don't listen to other people's words and cause great trouble."
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Cunqu was shocked: "I understand."
"It is common sense for a son not to complain about his father's faults.
The prince should know that the old minister is just repeating the same old tune. "
"However, the prince is familiar with history books and should know another thing."
Suddenly, Zhao Shu's voice dropped, and if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't even understand.
Zhu Cunqu knew the important point was coming and hurriedly leaned forward to listen.
"Learning from history can tell us the rise and fall."
Zhao Shu whispered: "But similarly, since ancient times, no matter who ascends the throne, he will be an abnormal person. The royal family has no father and son, only monarchs and ministers."
"The appearance you have now is a Mingjun, and only Taizu can compare with it."
"However, I am different from Taizu, and you are also different from Prince Yiwen."
…
Outside the pavilion, the dense crowd saw the prince acting like he was listening to his disciples, and looked at Zhao Shu with growing envy.
This is the sincerity of the two generations of emperors!
Where did it exist since ancient times?
Two quarters of an hour flew by.
In the pavilion, the prince raised his wine glass and drank it respectfully.
Zhao Shu looked pleased and drank the same.
Another round of nagging, that’s all.
Outside the pavilion, beside the official road, there are fragrant grasses stretching to the sky, the autumn wind is getting stronger, cattle and horses neigh, dust fills the air, exuding a different smell, as if it wants people to remember this moment.
Standing on the horse's back, Zhu Cunqu watched him leave, reluctant to leave for a long time, even though the carriage had disappeared.
"Master, the carriage is far away." The eunuch waiting on the side couldn't help but add some clothes to him: "It's getting colder, it's getting late, and the palace gate is about to close."
"Yeah, it's getting late."
Zhu Cunqu sighed.
He raised his eyes and looked around. He had come to see off the King of Qin and the King of Qi. They had returned to the city a long time ago, and it was obvious that they would not wait for him as the prince.
As for the nearby civil and military officials, they all kept a respectful distance from the prince and did not dare to negotiate easily.
After all, only the ministers of the Eastern Palace are legitimate. How do you make the emperor feel about openly contacting the prince in such a public place?
You are fawning over someone when they are still young?
"Let's go back!"
Zhu Cunqu hugged his cloak and entered the carriage.
His body swayed slightly, he closed his eyes and meditated, and refused the service of the maids.
At this time, in his mind, Zhao Shu's Western words kept lingering and echoing in his ears:
Since ancient times, those who know the king will be arbitrary and hate those who seize power.
Prince, you must be more careful!
