Mingsheng's performance is also an important reason why Zhu Biao can still decide a feudal prince according to his own will this time. If Mingsheng is reversed this time, even though no one dares to say what will happen to the prince, some of his decisions It is inevitable to be questioned.
As a monarch, if you want to convince your subordinates from the bottom of their hearts, you must prove that you have the ability to recognize people, be useful to others, have the authority to drive others, be tolerant of others, and have the virtue of being able to convince others.
There is no doubt that Zhu Biao has it now, so some people may be dissatisfied with this edict, but it will definitely pass smoothly, and none of the six ministries will have any objections.
However, Wu Xun may have some ideas. Guizhou is different from other state capitals. In the early stage of the rebellion, the chieftains will defend themselves with troops. It is definitely not possible to send civil servants to govern it. It must be a military general who can suppress it.
[In view of the general environment,
If the Governor-General of the Ministry of War recommends someone, it must be a certain prince from Huaixi. That is not what Zhu Biao wants to see. With the current prosperity of Huaixi's martial arts, another person who controls the military power of a province will be added. If the border is closed, then he will probably have to worry for a few more moments before going to bed every night.
Wu Xun, who was not born in Huaixi, already held important positions. Although the position did not sound prominent, he was guarding the most critical position to ensure that the palace could still sleep.
Therefore, there are not many people who can still choose. After thinking about it, Naha Chu, who has just submitted his service and is very sincere, stands out. He has a good relationship with Chao Zhongwen and Wu Mo, and has more than a trace of old and new hatreds.
To fully integrate, it would take at least several generations of mutual marriage. In recent decades, he could only rely on the monarch to gain a foothold in the Ming Dynasty and ensure the transmission of the title.
Liu Jin was asked to send the memorial to Jinshen Hall to ask Lao Zhu to seal it. The father and son had briefly discussed this matter before, but they were still a little hesitant. However, Zhu Biao made it clear at this time, and Lao Zhu would naturally agree. It's just a candidate plan, now it's implemented.
Zhu Biao stood up and asked, "What's going on with Chen Liangyuan? Are there any signs of an attack?"
Liu An went out to ask a few questions and came back to report: "As for me, there is no good news from Liangyuan. I have already ordered someone to consult the imperial doctor."
Zhu Biao had been staying in the Wenhua Hall to handle official duties for the past two days because the date of Chen Yunqing's delivery was getting closer, and both the imperial doctor and Po Wen said it would be within these two days.
Originally, he didn't need to be like this, but Chen Yunqing, who had always been gentle and gentle, was anxious for some reason and begged him to accompany him during the birth in the East Palace.
Zhu Biao was naturally willing to take pity on her when there were no big things externally and no urgent matters internally. A woman giving birth is like going through the gate of hell, so why not do something that can calm her mind and help her give birth.
Throwing up his sleeves, he stepped out of the palace door and headed towards the Changchun Palace. Wang Xin and his son had already moved there. Zhu Biao specially arranged for the Ministry of Works to build it at the beginning of spring.
Zhu Biao disliked the fact that their original dormitory was a bit gloomy and dim, so he simply built a new one that was transparent and planted many flowers, plants and trees that symbolize health and longevity.
Everyone has a pity for the weak, especially when there is contrast. The Crown Princess is majestic, in charge of everything in the East Palace and the Harem, and often meets with the married woman. Yang'er Liang'er is healthy, and Nuan Yu's mother and daughter are even more so. White and fat, just this mother and son, thin and weak, sick seven days out of ten.
Zhu Biao was a husband and a father, how could he not feel pity for him? He searched for countless famous doctors and prescriptions, but the effect was still mediocre, and he could only slowly nourish and recuperate.
Before arriving at the Changchun Hall, I met the Liangyuan Hongjira Zhula who was jumping up and down. With laughter like silver bells, she would turn around and jump upside down from time to time, happily teasing the little palace maid chasing behind her. them.
"Liangyuan, I think I saw His Highness in front of you, please stop jumping..."
The agile figure seemed to be hit suddenly by something. It stopped and stopped moving for a moment. It seemed that after confirming softly, it turned around stiffly, neatly folded its hands and feet, and led the panting little palace maids to avoid it. Standing by the roadside with bowed heads.
When Zhu Biao approached with his hands behind his back, surrounded by the palace people, Zhu La led them to salute together in a polite manner: "I pay my respects to His Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness Qianqiu."
Zhu Biao stopped and laughed: "Slow down.
Be careful not to fall, and be careful not to be seen by the Crown Princess, otherwise you will have to learn the rules again, and I will not be able to save you. "
With one sentence, it was like untying the reins. The figure quickly rushed to Zhu Biao's side and grabbed his sleeve: "Why? Doesn't it mean that besides the great emperor, you are the greatest person in the world? Why?" You can’t control the Crown Princess?”
She muttered in frustration: "Obviously my grandma said before I came here, as long as you like me, I don't have to be afraid of anyone. Why can anyone control me now? Is it because you don't like Zhu La?"
Zhu Biao couldn't help but touched her head. In fact, she was quite tall. Compared to a child who was just in her early ten years, yes, the most beloved daughter of the leader of the Hongjira tribe, the noble girl on the grassland, Daming. Dong Gong Liangyuan is currently only this age.
Marriage is like this. They can't always be of the same age, just like Duan Qiangna is a few years older than him. These are minor issues and will not affect anything.
However, this age is indeed too young, so Zhu Biao just treats her as a little sister. She does not need her to sleep with her, and he does not have the habit of restricting her too much. However, Chang Luohua feels that she cannot be too indulgent, so he often teaches her rules.
Although it has not grown yet, there is nothing to say about her appearance. She is running around wildly tomorrow and tomorrow, and from time to time she sneaks into the Royal Horse Guards to ride a horse and shoot arrows. Her skin is whiter and more delicate than that of the women in the Jiangnan water town. The Crown Princess feels this Very surprised, I can only say that this clan, which has been famous for its beauty for generations, is worthy of its reputation.
After passing the little girl in the lake, Zhu Biao continued towards the Changchun Palace. How could he have bumped into it by such a coincidence? In addition to being famous for his beauty, Hongji Labu was also known for his intelligence. Otherwise, how could he be so successful just based on his appearance? There were eighteen queens and sixteen princes-in-law.
At this age, this girl came from the grasslands of Mobei to the water town of Jiangnan. She said goodbye to her parents and relatives and friends, and had to adapt to everything from the beginning. Not to mention the age of ten, even the age of twenty would inevitably feel uncomfortable.
But she adapted to everything very quickly, and firmly took root in this palace. She never said a word about returning to the grassland. Not only did the couple take good care of her, but even Queen Ma also liked her very much. This girl.
It can be said that as long as she does not make any big mistakes, she will be able to live peacefully in this life. Others may still have thoughts of fighting, but she does not have it. Smart people know that no matter what, Daming will not There might be a Mongol queen.
Zhu Biao visited his son as usual, carefully asked about his food and drink, and personally read the pulse information recorded by the imperial physician. To be honest, he had never cared so much about his legitimate son.
I gently picked up my son. He was over a year old, but he was still very light. He felt that he had not grown much. There were obviously two wet nurses taking turns feeding him.
"Chun'er, Chun'er, do you miss daddy?"
Chun'er Mihu responded a few times, and occasionally she could call daddy, but the voice was softer and difficult to distinguish, but it showed that her intellectual development was still normal, which made Zhu Biao very happy.
After talking for a while, he gently placed him on the couch, held his small waist and let him try to sit down. The nanny also watched carefully and praised him from time to time.
"It's been windy at night these days. Doors and windows should be closed tightly, and screens should be set up to make sure he doesn't catch a cold."
"Don't worry, sir, the servants will take good care of Your Highness."
"Well, I know you have done your best, and I will not begrudge the reward."
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