[You killed all the rebels in the capital, supported Zhu Qiyu to secure the throne, and supported Yu Qian to become the most powerful official in the Ming Dynasty. Doing so may leave a quarrel, but who dares to care about this? 】
[The Ming Dynasty at this time is no longer the Ming Dynasty in the Yongle era. Today’s Ming Dynasty is like a flickering candlelight in the wind and rain. If you hadn’t added a handful of dry wood to the candlelight, I’m afraid it would have been even worse. weak. 】
[After doing all this, you withdrew the army from the capital and returned to the southwest. 】
[The simulation of Zhu Gaojie’s identity as King Qi ends. 】
Zhu Di fell into deep thought.
This time he imitated King Qi, which gave him a deeper impression than the last time he imitated King Qi.
The last time he simulated King Qi, Zhu Di was just looking at flowers in the fog but not flowers, looking at the moon in the water but not the moon, and couldn't understand anything. In this simulation, he felt more like he had become King Qi, and felt the other person's thoughts from King Qi's perspective, which was quite profound.
In the past, Zhu Di couldn't understand King Qi. He just felt that this boy was too good at hiding. He kept all his thoughts in his heart and pretended to be serious every day.
Now he has some sympathy for King Qi. The deeper the contact, the sadder he feels towards King Qi. It's as if King Qi is an alien, an alien who is so smart that he can't find anyone of the same kind and only feels lonely in this world.
The world is sick, and Zhu Gaojie is the only sober person left. He holds in his hand a powerful medicine to cure the chronic diseases of the Ming Dynasty.
However, the world thought that King Qi was sick or crazy. In this case, normal people became the only patients. King Qi's only choice is to pretend to be crazy and be crazier than others. Only in this way can he continue to heal the empire.
A normal person among the madmen, a doctor among the patients, he is too lonely.
…
From Prince Qi's residence, a child's cry was heard, loud and harsh.
Zhu Gaojie stood outside the door with a calm expression.
Lu Chaoyang comforted him from the side: "My lord, don't panic, don't panic, everything will be fine."
Zhu Gaojie glanced at him. Under his calm expression, his hands were shaking uncontrollably and said, "Which of your eyes saw me panicking? Are you kidding me? I, Zhu Gaojie, will panic?"
The princess just gave birth to a child, will I, Zhu Gaojie, panic?
My hands are shaking because it's cold. How could I panic?
At this time, the door was pushed open, and the midwife said with a joyful face: "Your Majesty, it's time to give birth, the princess has given birth! Mother and child are safe!"
Zhu Gaojie took a deep breath: "Boy or girl?"
The midwife said: "Dragon and phoenix twins, one boy and one girl. The girl is the elder sister and the boy is the younger brother. Congratulations, Your Majesty, for having a baby!"
Zhu Gaojie had discussed with the old man before that if the child was a girl, he would have to postpone the succession of the crown prince. If the baby was a boy, things would be much easier to handle. After all, in this era, it is not just as simple as favoring sons over daughters. If the child is a girl, it will not only affect the child's status, but also affect the parents!
If Zhu Gaojie wants to inherit the position of prince, not having a son is the biggest obstacle. He has defeated all his opponents, his own prestige and power have reached the peak, and the Qi King's party in the court is like a dark cloud covering the sun. However, his most obvious flaw is that he has no son or a suitable heir. What if Zhu Gaojie suddenly dies secretly after becoming the prince?
It is true that Zhu Gaojie is very young and has plenty of time to give birth to a son. But who can say for sure? What if he suddenly died suddenly?
This kind of thing sounds outrageous, but it is not impossible. Zhu Biao, Prince Yiwen of the Hongwu Dynasty, was young, powerful, virtuous and capable, and easily defeated the arrogant generals in Huaixi. He was the most favored son of Emperor Taizu. Although Zhu Di, who was still the King of Yan at the time, also guarded the side and showed his true nature as a tiger, in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, comparing Zhu Di with Zhu Biao, Zhu Di was just a hammer!
But such a certain heir to the empire suddenly died suddenly. Lao Zhu, who had white hair and gave birth to black hair, was very sad.
Is it possible that the position of crown prince in Yongle Dynasty had to be changed three times in a row? The position of the prince changes so frequently, not to mention whether Zhu Gaojie will be affected, even Zhu Di himself will be affected!
It’s okay now, you don’t have to think about this problem anymore, twins!
How come the princess gave birth to a pair of children to Zhu Gaojie? This is how she fed the position of prince into Zhu Gaojie's mouth!
"Dragon and phoenix, mother and child are safe, um, pretty good."
Zhu Gaojie let out a long sigh of relief.
In his previous life, he was born on the eve of the founding of the People's Republic of China. After graduating from university, he worked at the grassroots level. The knife is sharpened on the stone, and the person is trained on the matter. For decades, he served as governor of two provinces and could be described as a high official in the border areas.
When he set foot on the top of the mountain and took a step further, he understood the truth that it is cold at high places and that time makes people grow old.
At that time, his temples were already gray, and he had four generations of descendants living under the same roof. He also went from an ordinary worker in the factory to the level of the ancestor of the family.
But now, he seems to have returned to his previous life when he was young and had his first child.
"Lao Lu, please take care of things, and I'll go in and take a look."
Zhu Gaojie didn't have time to think about anything else and stepped into the room.
Lu Chaoyang took out an exquisite red purse from his cuffs, and the silver coins inside swayed with a clear clinking sound. He threw it to the midwife and said with a smile: "There is great joy in the palace today, so you should also be part of this joy." .”
Of course the midwife knew what kind of fierce god was standing in front of her, and she quickly said: "Mr. Lu, how can this happen? How can I bear it? Please take it back quickly."
The notoriety of Jinyiwei can make children stop crying. The midwife is an old man who came from the palace. Of course she knows what kind of evil god this Lord Lu is. On weekdays, she was very quick to collect some money, but Jin Yiwei's money was really hot, and no one was willing to collect it.
Lu Chaoyang didn't have much income. His family's wealth was just the salary that the court gave him every month. He threw away the money for the people below him, and ended up with very little in his hands.
Every tael of silver is tied to countless lives.
Lu Chaoyang's official position was not a big one, only the third rank. If he was placed in another province, even if he was promoted to half a rank as a Beijing official, he would be at the same level as a commander, that is, the second-in-command of the military in other provinces. Being placed in the third rank of Prince Qi's Mansion is nothing. There are countless third-rank officials working in Prince Qi's Mansion. Half of the officials working in Wenhua Hall are named Qi.
But in the capital, it's useless to talk about titles. You have to substitute the "position power formula".
The cabinet bachelors are still only in the fifth rank. Does this affect them being on an equal footing with the six ministers?
The power of Lu Chaoyang, a third-rank official, is not much worse than that of the Six Ministers.
If she kept the money given by Lu Chaoyang, the midwife felt that she would not be able to sleep tonight and would have nightmares all night long.
"Just keep it if you want."
Lu Chaoyang's lips were filled with a smile, "Our Prince Qi's Mansion is so happy today that it reaches the top of the sky, and everyone will be rewarded!"
…
Zhu Gaojie walked into the room. The floor was covered with basins soaked in blood-soaked cloth strips. He opened the hanging silk curtain and saw the pale Princess Qi lying on the couch.
The two curved eyebrows look like they are frowning but not frowning, and they are as quiet as beautiful flowers shining on the water, quite like Sister Lin's compassionate demeanor. Zhang Yingzhen, who had always been tough, was now weak and panting slightly, with the word "sorrow" written in her eyes.
After seeing Zhu Gaojie, the princess was just about to get up when she was supported by him.
Zhu Gaojie said softly: "You are too angry. You are still worrying about so many things at this time. Just lie down and rest, and don't think about anything else."
Hearing King Qi's doting tone, Zhang Yingzhen lay down obediently without saying a word. The twins made her try her best. Now her body is almost falling apart and she can't even muster the strength to speak.
Zhu Gaojie turned his attention to the side of the princess's pillow, where two swaddled babies were lying, crying loudly.
Newborn babies generally have wrinkled skin because they have been soaked in amniotic fluid for too long, making them look very old.
But both babies have smooth and fair skin and are as beautiful as porcelain dolls. You can tell at a glance how good-looking they will be when they grow up.
This is not unreasonable. Their biological mother is Zhang Yingzhen, a beautiful woman with a stunning appearance. The biological father, Zhu Gaojiao, is an extremely rare good-looking person in the Zhu family. Different from the traditional "little black fat man" appearance of the old Zhu family, Zhu Gaojiao's elegant and handsome son perfectly inherited the appearance of Queen Xu.
With such good-looking genes, no matter how bad the children born are, they will be the same.
Zhu Gaojie said with a smile: "I asked the old man to give the child a name. If it is a girl, it will be called 'Yingjing', and if it is a boy, it will be called 'Zhanji'. It's good now. None of these two names were wasted, and now they are all used." .”
Zhu Yingjing, Zhu Zhanyi.
With a sister and a brother, the Zhu family has expanded again.
One is the future eldest princess of the Ming Dynasty.
One is the future prince of the Ming Dynasty.
Some people spend their entire lives struggling in the quagmire, while some people are nobles from the moment they are born.
The family fortune accumulated by two generations of emperors of the Zhu family is just ten years old. Why should you compare with us?
Not to mention ten years of poverty, even ten generations of you can't compare to one hundred years of poverty!
