Taiyuan, Imperial City Palace Garden.
The dead leaves fell, covering most of the flower garden walkway, and then blew up in the breeze, creating a fiery red scene.
Li Jing wears a bright yellow embroidered brocade robe on the inside, a jade belt around the waist, and a tribute sable fur coat on the outside. The bun on the top of her head is tied with a hood, and a short jade hairpin is inserted.
The autumn wind was dying down and the snow was falling. His dress was very suitable for the occasion.
He put his hands behind his hands and slowly admired the small but well-organized palace. Then he tilted his head and said with a smile: "If I give birth to a girl, I will name her... Well, I guess Zhiqiu."
The empress also walked beside him with her hands behind her hands. When she heard this meaningless sentence, she could not help but roll her eyes at him, and subconsciously whispered: "You only care about the girl."
Li Jing stopped in his tracks, then turned around, holding a pair of the empress's pure catkins, and said with a serious face: "If he is a son, he will be called Chengye."
The palace maid and eunuch behind lowered her head.
The empress's phoenix eyes blinked slightly, with a calm expression: "What happened just a few days ago..."
She seemed to be taking it easy, but the faint blush on her cheeks gave her away.
Li Jing laughed, held her hand and slowly moved forward, while softly saying:
"Now that you are pregnant, you have to be more careful - why do you need to personally take action on things like Zhu Youwen? What do I do to raise Duan Chengtian and the others..."
"I know you care about my affairs, but why have I come so far? From now on, just be my queen with peace of mind. If you find it boring, I will hand in the memorial as well. Give it to you...it will make me lose face if word of this is spread..."
He was chattering like an annoying old man, but his straight back and heroic temperament made people feel particularly at ease.
Feeling the warmth in the palm of her hand, the empress quietly bent her eyes with a peaceful smile on her face.
She was pregnant and was found out by herself this month.
At that time, she still didn't believe it, so she asked Ji Ruxue and the others to check her pulse several times.
After that, Li Jing was ecstatic.
At this time, he didn't even want to fight. He just ordered Wang Yanzhang to go north to attack, while he stayed in Taiyuan until mid-November.
Both the government and the public were naturally rejoicing.
The Holy Emperor is about to turn twenty-five and has no heirs yet. How can the loyal ministers in the court not be worried?
The Ministry of Rites alone made several announcements as early as last year, saying that it was persuading the emperor to recruit more harems and select concubines...
Even Feng Dao and Jing Xiang, who often follow Li Jing, often remind him in their spare time.
Although the Holy Emperor was wise and mighty, and a wise master who had not been seen for thousands of years, he also liked to personally inquire about the enemy's situation like Emperor Taizong, and sometimes even led his men to rush into the enemy's formation himself - the officials below were really panicked all the time.
There's no way that if something unexpected happens one day, there won't even be a crown prince to succeed him, right?
We can't let the unreliable King Nobu ascend the throne...
But no one knows that there is actually a reason why Li Jing is operating secretly.
For three or four years, the girls have not been pregnant, partly because they spend less time together and more time away from each other.
The second reason is because Li Jing intended to use contraception.
Chi Meng was still young at that time, so he really couldn't do it too early. It's only after these two years that it's just right.
Bago was suitable for a long time, but because the empress never became pregnant, she became unsuitable.
In Li Jing's heart, the first heir must be conceived by the empress. It doesn't matter anything else, he just wants his and the empress's child to be the eldest son.
There are too many emotions mixed in, and it cannot be explained clearly in a short time.
Li Jing has already decided that if she gives birth to a girl, she will be the eldest princess.
If you give birth to a son, he will be a prince!
Don't give him the idea of establishing virtuous people rather than establishing senior leaders. For feudal society, establishing direct descendants and senior leaders is the foundation.
The eldest son is like a pole, and even a fool can tell the length when he stands, while a wise person is like a shadow, whether it is long or short, the weather and hour can tell.
To put it more simply, you can look at Yang Guang before he ascended the throne.
And having a direct descendant can create a team for him from an early age, and start cultivating his three views and political thinking from an early age.
Li Jing took Li Xingyun's hand and swore an oath to the officials after careful consideration.
Since Emperor Taizong, every change of throne in the Tang Dynasty will be accompanied by a bloody storm.
Among them, the bottom line is even lower for those who want to get high by hook or by crook.
For example, Suzong Li Heng, in order to recapture the two capitals, made a promise to the Uighurs: "On the day the city is conquered, the land, scholars and common people will return to the Tang Dynasty, and the gold, silk, and children will all return to the Uighurs."
If it can be said that it was driven by momentum, how could the fires in Luoyang and the cries of the people in Luoyang be fake?
Li Jing is determined to change this situation.
The empress didn't understand this idea, but she just caressed her belly gently while walking.
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A first snowfall has almost wiped away the last trace of red in the second year of Zhongxing.
The white snow between heaven and earth contrasts with the vermilion palace walls.
In the royal study room in the front hall, the heat fills the air.
The charcoal in the stove burned red, making a low crackling sound from time to time.
The fragrant birds flying on it are very addictive.
"Nowadays, there is heavy snow in Youyan and the roads are blocked. It is quite difficult for the soldiers to march and fight. What do you think?"
Li Jing took a chair and formed a circle with about a dozen officials including Jing Xiang and Zhang Zifan, talking around the stove.
Several people held a teacup in their hands, and the scent of tea was lingering and refreshing.
Zhang Zifan responded without thinking: "From my perspective, we may be able to suspend our troops temporarily and fight Mobei again next year."
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Li Jing nodded slightly, but did not agree with it. She lowered her head and blew the tea, as if thinking.
Jingxiang pondered for a while and then said: "I think it is good to let the soldiers have a good year...but since the arrow is on the string, why not score a few more points?"
Li Jing became interested, glanced at Zhang Zifan with a smile, and then looked at Jing Xiang: "Why did Jing Shangshu say this?"
Zhang Zifan's expression remained unchanged, but he sat upright, ready to listen.
Jingxiang cupped his hands towards Li Jing and said: "Now, Mobei is indeed defending the cities of Youyan, but it is already the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the tribes in Mobei have been moving south for a long time. I am afraid that they are not victorious. And I am big The King of Tang's division was a very prosperous division, and it was at a time when morale was high in regaining the lost territory - this was one of them."
"Since moving south from Mobei, they have burned, killed, and looted our Han people, and they have done a lot of evil. Although they captured the city and held it, they have not won the support of the people. If things go on like this, they will only bring about their own destruction. On the other hand, I, the King of the Tang Dynasty, have inherited the destiny of the Holy Spirit. Save the people of Youyan from the fire and water! If they hear that Master Wang is heading north, the people of the north will definitely eat pots of pulp to welcome him!"
These remarks were a powerful shot in the arm, and they made Li Jing feel very good.
He stood up, looked around at a dozen officials who also stood up, and laughed loudly: "Jing Shangshu's words are very reasonable, and I have to make up my mind."
"Pass on my order, all armies should prepare quickly and choose a day to send troops to the north!"
His words paused, and then he smiled fiercely.
"Since the people of Mobei have made it impossible for my people in Youyan to celebrate the New Year, I will make it impossible for them to celebrate the New Year forever!"
