As soon as he left the house, he saw Wang Shijian bowing and waiting outside the courtyard. Naturally, the ministers who had retired could not wait at the door. If something happened, they would have to wait outside the courtyard, or send a message to see him again.
Of course Wang Shijian didn't want to go to see the saint again, but after all, he didn't know what to do next, so he thought of saying a few words to His Royal Highness.
Zhu Biao nodded slightly as he passed by, and the guard on the side allowed Wang Shijian to follow His Royal Highness, and returned to Zhu Biao's bedroom in silence. The cold air emanating from the ice mirror made the room much cooler than the outside, which refreshed people's spirits.
After Zhu Biao sat down, Wang Shijian stood in front of him and said cautiously: "The Holy Lord ordered me to set off immediately tomorrow. I wonder what your Highness's orders are?"
Zhu Biao asked him to sit down and said, "Do you want to take advantage of the situation? Or do you want to just live it up?"
Naturally, Wang Shijian did not dare to sit down, so he immediately knelt down and said, "I beg your Highness to give me a chance to redeem my merits!"
Zhu Biao nodded with satisfaction and said: "There may be risks involved, and you might die earlier..."
When Wang Shijian heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. If there were no risks, it would be a waste of merit. No matter how dangerous it was, he planned to win. It was better than worrying about the day of death day and night.
"If I die for Your Highness, I will die without any regrets!"
Zhu Biao nodded with satisfaction and said: "In that case, you can set off as normal tomorrow. Any orders from this palace will be conveyed through the guard commander given to you by the Holy Spirit. Do you understand?"
Wang Shijian readily accepted the order and withdrew with a smile on his face as if he had escaped from death. In fact, the life of an imperial envoy with a personal escort could be in serious danger, and Zhu Biao was just trying to appease him.
No one can predict what a desperate person can do. After all, Wang Shijian is an imperial minister on the surface. If he knows that he will die, the impact will be huge. Zhu Biao naturally wants to prevent this situation and let Wang Shijian Consciously work hard.
After the lunch break, Zhu Biao went to accompany his father to deal with some memorials sent from the capital, and then made preparations for the Holy Emperor's return to the capital tomorrow morning. After all, the journey would change, and the supplies and other related matters must be budgeted in advance.
After discussing with Han Zheng, Zhu Biao went to report to his father. After Zhu Yuanzhang saw it, he said, "Han Zheng will stay with you, so that we can feel more at ease."
"The escorting general can't be so easy to move, not to mention there are not many soldiers accompanying him. Father, you have to be careful when going out. I have my own plans here."
Zhu Yuanzhang said disdainfully: "Who do you think your father is? With more than ten thousand elites in his hands, no one can even try to please us, and he still lacks a Han Zheng?"
Zhu Biao was speechless. Comrade Lao Zhu was the founding father of the country and a serious emperor. No one in the world would ever need the escort of Dongping Hou Han Zheng.
Zhu Biao accepted this thought. Even though Han Zheng was not the most outstanding among the founders of the country, he was not an ordinary person. With him by his side, Zhu Biao could indeed feel more at ease.
At that time, Han Zheng was also a marshal of the rebels who gathered troops and went rampant. He changed his name to Zhu and his military achievements were outstanding. He followed Xu Da in the north and south.
Of course, the more important thing is that Han Zheng's loyalty can be guaranteed. He did not adopt a wait-and-see attitude and actively surrendered to Zhu Yuanzhang when the world situation was unclear. This was extremely rare at the time.
After nightfall, Zhu Biao went back to his room to read. After all, he would not be too sleepy after sleeping at noon and at night. He had nothing else to do but read. Zhu Biao suddenly understood why dignitaries must bring a bed warmer when they go out. .
When it was almost time, he asked Zhao Huaian to wash his feet and was about to go to bed to rest when he heard Liu An walking in quickly: "Master, there is an urgent message from the palace!"
Zhu Biao quickly stood up and walked barefoot to take the letter. If the letter was a normal greeting, it would not be called an urgent letter, and it would not disturb him at night, unless it was about the Crown Princess or Queen Ma.
However, although Zhu Biao frowned, he was not too panicked. After all, the demeanor of the messenger could tell a lot. He came quickly to report that Zhu Biao did not see him, but Liu An must have seen him. He came in to deliver the letter without crying. Explain that it has nothing to do with life or death.
As soon as he opened the letter, Zhu Biao asked, "Do you want to send it to the Holy One?"
Before Liu An could answer, Zhu Biao scanned the general content with a single glance. Then the expression on his face became a little strange, and he read it carefully again.
"Yes, there are letters from His Majesty and His Highness."
At this time, a voice came from outside: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here to meet you."
Seeing Zhu Biao nodding, Liu An walked to the door and replied: "His Highness already knows, now he will change his clothes and go to face the saint."
Zhao Huaian hurriedly took out his clothes. Zhu Biao put on his clothes and went out. It was midsummer and he would not be cold if he just wore anything. Zhao Huaian and Liu An followed behind, both very curious.
At first, I was worried that something had happened to the Crown Princess, but seeing that His Highness didn't look angry, I knew it wasn't a bad thing, but His Majesty summoned her so eagerly.
Zhu Biao's bedroom was not far from Zhu Yuanzhang's. After all, it was just a small county government office. When Zhu Biao walked in, he saw Lao Zhu excitedly circling the table, but his expression was also a little weird, and he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
Seeing his son coming, Zhu Yuanzhang stopped and said, "It's a great event, but it would be nice if I could come later."
Zhu Biao also nodded and smiled bitterly: "It's God's will. I just hope it's the dragon and the phoenix."
The letter just now was sent by Empress Ma, and it was probably written by her herself. The handwriting was a bit messy with joy. Chang Luohua is now four months pregnant and is starting to show signs of pregnancy.
Chang Luohua, who was already tall, was very obviously pregnant as soon as she showed her pregnancy. She seemed to be bigger than the concubines in the harem who were five or six months pregnant. Queen Ma was naturally nervous and immediately ordered the imperial physician to the experienced mother-in-law. Watch.
The final result was that the fetus was a sign of twins. Queen Ma was naturally overjoyed when she heard it, but suddenly thought of the significance of the fetus and felt a headache again, so she had to send the message in a hurry.
Chang Luohua is the Crown Princess of the East Palace. If this child is a boy, it is the orthodox among the orthodox. As long as he can grow up safely, he can basically be recognized as the future heir of the Ming Dynasty. After all, the crown prince's position is incredibly stable. A son is valued by his father.
But now that twins are born into the world, it would be difficult if they were both male. Even though there is an order of succession, they are both legitimate sons. If there is a dispute in the future, it will be extremely difficult to reconcile.
What's more, the twins will definitely not look too different in appearance, which is also a taboo for future emperors. To be honest, Zhu Biao would rather have an ordinary son or daughter than have this auspiciousness.
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