No upright good man would admit that he is not good enough!
At least, Zhu Yunxi, who has been polishing his body and bones every morning for several years, can say no to anything, but he will never admit that he is no good in this matter.
then.
When the chamberlains and maids of Taisun Mansion began to get up early, they started to get busy in order to welcome the new day.
Zhu Yunxi finally grasped the quilt with both hands, wrapped his body tightly in the quilt, and lay down on his side.
Half of the people were unconscious.
And just outside the bed, although the concubine Tang Queqing also stayed up all night, her phoenix eyes were shining brightly, and her pink and collagen-filled face was flushed, like a ripe fruit. Alluring outside.
The training that lasted until early morning made Tang Queqing sweat and heat all over.
Two jade arms lay across the outside of the quilt, rising from time to time, and then falling gently, slapping the quilt.
The whole person is hot, especially...
Tang Queqing's palm fell from the outside of the quilt and pressed it on his heart, but he was satisfied in his heart and still had more to say.
The heroine from Fengyang City had no reason to think of the blushing words that the nuns at home said about the life of an old couple before she left the court.
Are you considered an old couple now?
Tang Queqing suddenly became more playful.
The cold hands brushed and got into the quilt.
Then, Zhu Yunxi, who was curled up inside, became tense all over, and his buttocks arched twice impatiently.
"Don't come near me!"
Zhu Yunxi consciously saw circles of Venus spinning in front of his eyes, and his head felt dizzy and sleepy.
After decades of living in the world, Zhu Yunxi finally deeply realized a wise saying in the world today.
There really isn’t a drop left!
Tang Queqing had a smile on his eyebrows. He turned around and hugged Zhu Yunxi from behind. He honestly did not stimulate the other person anymore, but leaned close to the man's ear.
"I just want a child..."
I can't sleep this time.
Zhu Yunxi turned over and hugged Tang Queqing's hands, which were beginning to feel restless again: "Something will happen. Let's have ten children in the future!"
Tang Queqing blinked his eyes and burst into laughter. The smile on his pink and rosy face was so beautiful.
Then, she lazily shrank her head and got into Zhu Yunxi's arms.
"How can anyone give birth to so many children?" Tang Queqing's fingers slid from Zhu Yunxi's face to his neck: "With so many children, I would be busy trying to name them."
Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment.
Then I remembered that my own naming rules made a huge and indelible contribution to the later periodic table of elements.
He thought for a while and said softly: "I am from the Yun generation, and the five elements are fire. My father's generation, the next generation is the writing generation, and the five elements are earth."
Tang Queqing rolled her black and white eyes and whispered: "How about Gui? Wen Gui! This is the name of our first son-in-law."
Gui, the same jade. It is one of the six types of jade articles made in ancient China, along with bi, cong, zhang, amber and huang.
This is a good word.
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A gentleman has no weapons, but a gentleman is like jade.
Zhu Yunxi shook his head: "The emperor has been looking forward to the birth of the emperor's great-grandson. If the first born in our family is a little boy, I am afraid he will be named after the emperor."
"Same as Brother Xian Yu Huai Wang?" Tang Queqing muttered softly.
Zhu Yunxi's eyes couldn't help but become a little dark.
King Xianyuhuai refers to his biological brother whom he has never met. He is the truly worthy eldest son and grandson of the Ming Dynasty. Since his birth, he has enjoyed unparalleled favor from the emperor and has high hopes for Zhu Xiongying.
Tang Que was all speechless: "That's right, then what do you think His Majesty will name our son-in-law?"
When men and women do not touch erotic matters for a while, women will exude unlimited associations.
Tang Queqing twisted in Zhu Yunxi's arms, adjusted to the most comfortable position, and then thought to himself: "Will our children also be sent to the main hall to study in the future? Will that mean that they can only do it every day? Are you going to learn the articles of saints and sages from Mr. Fang? How about you find some martial arts masters to sharpen your bones, practice martial arts, and learn military strategies?"
"Also, if there are so many children in the future, should we start to establish rules in the family now? If the people are wealthy, just raise them richly. But our family is a clan, and all the sons and daughters have to He who can govern the country with letters and with arms can go into battle cannot do without rules."
"But if you go into battle, you will bleed. Do you think our son can not be like you and lead the troops into battle to kill the enemy himself?"
"Your Highness, why don't you work harder and wipe out all the enemies of our Ming Dynasty outside as soon as possible in the past few years, so that our son-in-law will not be able to personally lead the troops into battle in the future."
"Then, when the children grow up, they will have to choose a marriage for them. Sons and sons, don't ask for more power from your in-laws. It's good if the women you train can know the rules and etiquette. Girls, on the other hand, want to have a good life. Choose your husband's family, otherwise you won't be considered a member of our family when you get married. If you are wronged, you can only suffer by yourself. You can't just come back and complain about everything."
"We must also pay attention to what our sons and daughters will look like in the future. Things that should be prevented in advance cannot be done until they are older."
"I will enter the palace today to consult with Concubine Hui and Concubine Xian."
"Your Highness."
"Your Highness?"
"..."
Tang Queqing babbled for a long time, then turned to look at Zhu Yunxi beside him worriedly, and immediately frowned.
I saw that Zhu Yunxi had already closed his eyes and fell asleep without knowing when.
Tang Queqing curled his lips and sighed softly.
"Dead man! Just can't do it!"
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It was a sunny day in Yingtian Mansion today, and the sun shone on the remaining snow outside the city, reflecting dazzling light.
Because Yingtian City originally had 200,000 Beijing troops, now there are only about 50,000 Beijing troops left in the city except for the military guards. The meritorious generals of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, even at this age, During this season, I have never been able to walk down the city wall and go home to reunite with my family and spend the holidays.
The safety of the emperor and the palace is of paramount importance.
Kick, kick, kick.
There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs of Chaoyangmen.
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After a while, several people wearing servant clothes climbed onto the city wall.
Even though the identities of these people were checked by the officers and soldiers under the city wall, when they reached the city wall, they were still stopped by several officers and soldiers with long swords on their waists and long guns in their hands.
Not far away, there were several officers and soldiers carrying long blazing guns, scanning the area with cold eyes.
"We are from the Xipinghou Mansion, and we have come to talk to my master today."
A leading servant took out the voucher for the Xiping Hou Mansion from his sleeve.
The officers and soldiers fulfilled their duties and still stepped forward to take the vouchers. Several people examined them together and after confirming that they were correct, they exchanged the vouchers and made way for them.
"The Marquis just led his people to Chaoyang Gate for inspection."
The officers and soldiers reminded him, and the servants of the Xiping Hou Mansion immediately bowed their hands in return and said, "Thank you all, soldiers."
After bidding farewell to the officers and soldiers, several servants rushed along the city wall towards Chaoyang Gate.
Not long.
Everyone saw Xiping Hou Muying surrounded by a group of soldiers and generals on the wall east of the Taiyuan Hospital.
The servants stepped forward and called in a low voice: "Master Marquis."
Mu Ying was talking with her generals at this time, discussing how to arrange for the Beijing officers and soldiers on the city wall to go home or return to camp for the festival as the Chinese New Year was coming soon, without delaying their duties of guarding Yingtian.
When he heard the call from the servant at home, he immediately frowned and looked over in confusion.
The generals around Mu Ying glanced blankly, then gave way one after another, and silently continued walking towards Chaoyang Gate.
Mu Ying, who stayed at the same place with only a few soldiers, said in a deep voice: "What happened at home, so that you are here to look for me?"
A servant said with joy on his face: "Master Marquis, the concubine is pregnant now. Dr. Shui of the Imperial Hospital personally took her pulse and it was conclusive. The news was sent to the palace and the house early this morning."
Mu Ying glanced at the servants who came to look for him indifferently, and then said indifferently: "Ask the family to prepare a gift and send it to Taisun's Mansion and give it to Concubine Taisun."
The servants were stunned.
My young lady is pregnant, so why should I give gifts to the grandson?
Mu Ying looked at these idiots and couldn't help but snorted: "Go back! Tell everyone at home that anyone who dares to talk nonsense will be killed one by one when I return home!"
The servants didn't know what to do for a moment, so they could only follow Mu Ying's scolding in confusion, then turned around and left cautiously.
After the servants who came to announce the good news left, Mu Ying couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
The soldiers guarding Mu Ying stepped forward: "Should the Marquis meet with His Highness?"
Mu Ying was not angry at the soldiers' arrogant remarks.
These personal soldiers were all brought by him from Yunnan. They were old men who had followed him in the north and south for many years. They were said to be personal soldiers only for serving as errands in the army. In fact, they could be regarded as retainers and generals.
He shook his head: "Nothing will happen to your highness. Your highness still has this distinction. I'm just afraid that someone will use this to cause trouble and cause unnecessary trouble in the court."
The soldiers looked worried. According to the behavior of the imperial court in recent years, the Xiping Houfu will probably guard Yunnan for generations. As for the Marquis' return to Beijing this time, firstly, it was for the marriage of the young lady and his grandson, and secondly, His Majesty intended that the Marquis return to the capital to be raised in honor and work in the court.
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But once there are too many disputes between the Mu family and the court, it is never a good thing for the Mu family.
"I heard that your Majesty has repeatedly expressed his hope to have a son soon, both internally and externally. If the young lady gives birth to a son for Taisun Mansion this time, I'm afraid His Majesty will reward him generously."
Mu Ying's brows had been furrowed since the servants at home reported the good news, and now they were even more tense. After thinking about it again and again, she whispered softly: "You guys will arrange for a few people to go back to the house tonight, and keep an eye on the house so that they don't come out." What's up."
"Subordinates take orders!"
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The Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese Army.
Because Tang Li still had to take care of the affairs at the martial arts hall, he did not stay on the city wall and never came down. Instead, he would go down the city wall and return to the Yamen to work every few days.
Today, Tang Li had just finished reviewing and approving the rotation of local guards to come to Beijing next year to join the Beijing army. He got up from his seat with a tired consciousness and went to the tea table nearby, ready to moisturize his dry mouth and tongue.
Just put the tea leaves into the teapot.
A steward of the family came in from outside and closed the door.
The steward Tang Li was brought to Yingtian City from Fengyang's home to help with everything in the capital.
Seeing the steward arriving, Tang Li first raised his hand and lowered it to signal the other party to stop first.
When the soup is ready, pour the water into the pot and put it on the stove.
Then he raised his head and looked at the steward: "Go ahead."
The steward carefully turned his head and looked around, but saw no one outside, then stepped forward and whispered: "The news I just learned today is that Concubine Mu is pregnant in Taisun's Mansion. Something happened in Taisun's Mansion yesterday. Manager Yu killed several female officials and maids with a cane and threw them into a mass grave outside early in the morning."
Tang Li frowned: "It's such a happy event, why is there blood?"
The steward took another step forward: "It seems that those people were restless, so they were handed over to Manager Yu by Concubine Taisun. It is precisely for this reason that the news of Concubine Mu's pregnancy was reported to the concubine Taisun's house today. It just came out.”
"Is there anyone restless?" A few cold gleams flashed in Tang Li's eyes.
Concubine Taisun is a girl from their Tang family, the surviving daughter of his eldest brother who died fighting for the Ming Dynasty. Some people actually started to feel restless at this time.
Tang Li even sounded a little colder: "Don't publicize these things, the family should be more stable. You go back to the house and keep an eye on it, and then write a letter back to Fengyang, saying that the capital is fine. Taisun's house is overjoyed and allows the family to stay on the local level. Find some nourishing and fetal-stabilizing things, and then send them to Taisun's Mansion to Concubine Mu."
"Send these things?" The steward looked worried.
Tang Li glared: "When the time comes, send it to the Taiyuan Hospital first, walk through the Taiyuan Hospital's hands and then give it to Concubine Mu!"
The steward nodded blankly: "The villain will go back and make arrangements right now."
However, Tang Li stopped the steward, thought about it and said: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Prepare the gifts in advance this year. You can go from house to house in person. The first house will be Xipinghou Mansion."
"The villain understands."
Tang Li nodded worriedly: "Go ahead."
After the steward left, the delicious tea was ready.
He poured himself a cup of tea, picked up the teacup, and frowned as soon as he brought it to his mouth.
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In the governor's office of the Chinese Army Governor's Mansion.
A low voice sounded.
"It's better to be a little girl..."
…
The news that Concubine Mu of Taisun Mansion was pregnant finally spread among the yamen and houses in Yingtian City.
Ministry of Rites.
On weekdays, it is far inferior to the official office. There are as many court officials and frontier officials as crucian carp crossing the river.
It's not like the Hubu Yamen, where everyone greets you with a smile and joy when entering.
It's not like the Ministry of War, where tall, thick-looking generals wearing heavy armor come in and out all day long.
If it weren't for encores, grand etiquette and other matters, although the Ministry of Etiquette would not be considered deserted on weekdays, it would not be said to be a lively place either.
However, today, starting from early morning, the Ministry of Rites has almost used up all the people coming and going for the whole year.
"No matter what, the Ministry of Rites must abide by the rules of the Ming Dynasty."
This is what Zhai Shan, the official minister, said.
After finishing speaking, the elder looked around to see if there was anything that could oppose his words.
Rujun, who came from the Ministry of War yamen next door to the rites yamen, nodded and said: "This is the grandson's first child. If he is both affectionate and reasonable, your majesty will reward you generously, but the rules cannot be abolished. When the time comes, the Wenyuan Pavilion will On the side, we also need a few bachelors to keep people on hand every day to guard against any unexpected decisions that the palace may make."
Ru Yun was not a bachelor of Wenhua Palace or a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion. He could only look at a few people who were bachelors.
Zhai Shan and others nodded.
Today, the Ming Dynasty's academicians still have no clear responsibilities, but they still have the ability to enter the palace and Wenyuan Pavilion at any time, serving as a communication bridge between the emperor and the officials outside the Hongwu Gate.
Every day, memorials from the general affairs envoys would be sent from outside the palace to Wenyuan Pavilion. After being reviewed by Wenyuan Pavilion, they would be selected according to the priority of the matter and sent to the emperor, prince and grandson respectively.
There is only the power to review, but not to make decisions.
Ren Hengtai sighed softly: "I have never heard of anyone being favored by His Highness. How come..."
This is already a sufficient transgression.
It's just that the people present were all ministers of the six departments, not even the people from the Duchayuan and the five temples.
Yu Xin smiled and shrugged: "Who can control this kind of thing? Can you, Ren Shangshu?"
Ren Hengtai glared at Yu Xin: "The Ministry of Rites will do what it needs to do. I will not have any doubts about my grandson. Now I am just worried about His Majesty..."
Several people couldn't help but sigh.
"I hope your majesty can remain sage and as usual..."
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"Holy!"
"If this child is a naughty boy, use this character as his name!"
"This is my first imperial great-grandson, he deserves this name!"
In the front hall of the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang's face was glowing red at the moment, and he was very excited. He put his hands on his waist and walked back and forth in front of the prince. He kept mumbling that he finally had the emperor's great-grandson. if.
Zhu Biao looked helpless: "Dad, how can you use the word holy indiscriminately? Besides, no one knows whether this child is a boy or a girl."
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"We are the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. If we can use it, we can use it!" Zhu Yuanzhang still put his hands on his hips and stared at the prince with wide eyes: "We don't care about the rules of the literati."
"My rules are rules!"
Prince Zhu Biao rolled his eyes helplessly. The old man is currently in an unreasonable state.
Can a holy word be used casually?
And it's still used...in the names of the Zhu family's descendants.
Ordinary people know that they need to give a cheap name to make a living. Of course, the Zhu family is a royal family, so it is naturally different, but they cannot be named like this.
After thinking about it, Zhu Biao said: "The character Gui is actually quite good, and a gentleman is like jade. The character Dai is also good, and it means Mount Tai. The descendants of the clan should behave as steadily as Mount Tai."
Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly and emphasized: "This is our first great-grandson!"
"Then you know it must be a great-grandson, not a great-granddaughter?"
Zhu Biao said something back without any reason, feeling very helpless.
ever.
Zhu Yuanzhang immediately raised his hand and stared at the boss. After thinking about it, he just snorted and took back his hand.
Then, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed.
"We know what you are worried about, and we also know that there is probably chaos outside now."
"The descendants of our family are destined to be unable to avoid these matters of imperial power before they are born..."
"The throne of Lao Shizi!"
Zhu Yuanzhang spat, his face full of contempt.
Zhu Biao stood up, brought a cup of tea to the old man, and smiled helplessly: "Brother Xi is a fair man. Since he has recognized Queqing girl as the crown prince, he cannot abolish the distinction between legitimate concubines.
You are a grandpa and now you are just hoping for a great-grandchild. But I am afraid that people outside are watching this matter. After all, you have been talking about this matter for several years. People's hearts outside are the most difficult to guess.
If Mu Yatou really gives birth to an imperial great-grandson, do you really want to give the child a holy name? They will take your old joy as a hint! "
Zhu Yuanzhang stopped talking, just took the teacup coldly, drank it all in one gulp, and then smashed the teacup into the palm of the prince's hand.
Then, I thought about it for a long time.
Zhu Yuanzhang's face showed cruelty.
"I just want four generations to live together under one roof now! Who delayed me, huh..."
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