"The eldest prince, the eldest prince..." Wang Zhi called in a low voice and winked.
The child calmed down and hurriedly walked towards his father. When he got closer, he called out again: "Father."
"Yes." Zhu Jian smiled deeply, held the little chubby hand, and said loudly: "My lords, I have held a banquet at the Meridian Gate. Please go first. I will arrive later."
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." The ministers quickly thanked them, and at the same time they understood that this time they were arranged by the Emperor again.
But this time, they didn't have any resentment, but were full of joy. If this was the arrangement, then what's the point of doing it a few more times?
The crowd left one after another, and the child relaxed a lot and asked: "Father, where is mother?"
"Don't worry," Zhu Jianshen said to Huaien beside him, "Take the eldest prince to change into normal clothes."
"My slave obeys the order," Wynn bowed and said to the child, "First Prince, please come with your slave."
The child was no stranger to Wynn and had no objection, but he was very puzzled. He tilted his head and said, "Father, I just changed my clothes this morning. They are very clean."
This orange-yellow python robe looked very majestic. It was the first time for the little guy to wear such decent clothes, and he didn't want to change.
Wynn helped explain: "Your Highness, you can wear whatever clothes you want for whatever occasion. Just follow your servant's will."
Zhu Jianshen raised his chin: "Go ahead."
"Oh." The little guy nodded sadly. After walking for a few words, he remembered something and hurriedly added: "My son, please leave."
Zhu Jianshen couldn't help but smile.
In fact, Zhu Jianshen did this with consideration. The royal family, including concubines, and even officials, had two types of clothes to choose from, one was court clothes and the other was regular clothes.
The former was worn on formal occasions, while the latter was worn on informal occasions. Of course, the Ming Emperor wore regular clothes to court.
The emperor, wear whatever you want!
When the little guy officially enters the palace, he naturally has to wear court clothes to show off his legitimacy and legitimacy. However, if he also wears court clothes during the banquet, it will inevitably send a signal to the officials:
I want to make him the prince!
Although Zhu Jianshen did plan this, he didn't want to show it, because it was also a bargaining chip in political games, and he naturally wanted to use it.
Only by letting the ministers beg him to establish the crown prince and make certain concessions and compromises can the interests be maximized.
As a master of maneuvering, Zhu Jianshen would naturally not miss such a great opportunity. ωＷω.ＧoＮЬ.οrＧ
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In front of the bronze mirror, the little guy looked in the mirror again and again, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This scarlet dress is also very beautiful. Compared with what he wore before, it can be said that it is on earth and in heaven.
As a child, who doesn’t want to wear nice clothes?
If Zhu Jianshen saw him looking like this, he would definitely laugh and curse: "He has no future."
Seeing that he kept taking photos, Wynn almost couldn't help laughing, and urged: "Your Highness, don't keep the Emperor waiting for too long."
"Oh, okay." The child took another look and then followed Wynn out.
After walking for a while, he asked in confusion, "Grand Eunuch, aren't you going to the Meridian Gate?"
On the way here, Wang Zhi introduced him.
He was thinking about eating delicious food...
"The Emperor is at Qianqing Palace." Wynn explained patiently, "The banquet won't be that fast. Besides, who would dare to hold a banquet if the Emperor is not there?"
Hearing this, the little guy felt relieved.
When he came to Qianqing Palace, he saw his aunt again, but not his mother, so he couldn't help but ask:
"Father, where is mother?"
"Mom has her own business," Zhen'er explained, waving with a smile, "Come here, let my aunt take a look."
The little guy is dressed in scarlet uniform, which makes him look even more cute. Zhen'er is very curious about it.
"Your Highness, bow first." Wynn reminded.
"Oh, okay." Although the little guy found it troublesome, he followed the rules and stepped forward to salute: "I have met my father and my aunt."
Zhen'er avoided it and said with a smile: "Just pay homage to the emperor."
Although the Ming Dynasty ruled the world based on filial piety, the prince only had to say hello to his father's other concubines in addition to paying homage to his father, mother-in-law, queen, queen mother and other elders when meeting them, and there was no need to pay homage to them.
Zhu Jian took a deep sip of tea and said, "He is a junior, you can just live with it."
Zhen'er chuckled and shook her head: "There are no such rules in the palace."
Huai'en was very discerning and knew that the emperor summoned the imperial concubine alone and must have something special to say, so he hurriedly retreated, not forgetting to call out the slaves in the palace.
The main hall fell into silence, and the child relaxed a lot. He returned to his former appearance in Anle Hall. He stepped forward and called, "Auntie."
"Hey," Zhen'er asked with a smile, "Are you still used to it?"
"Get used to it, get used to it," the child said against his will.
Zhen'er didn't expose it and said with a smile: "I'll get used to it gradually."
"Yes." The child nodded, "Auntie, have you seen my mother?"
"She is in the harem," Zhen'er said with a smile. "She has also changed into nice clothes and is being canonized."
The child didn't understand what the canonization meant, but he knew that his mother was going to have a good life, and he suddenly laughed happily.
Zhu Jianshen put down the teacup and asked, "Little guy, do you want to have more mothers?"
"In no mood!"
"……Think again."
"No, I don't want to." The little guy was very honest. Although he was a little timid, he didn't want to have multiple mothers. His mother was the best.
Zhu Jianshen was a little annoyed and said, "If you think about it again, your aunt..."
"Your Majesty, forget it." Zhen'er hurriedly interrupted him and said, "We have agreed not to force anything, what are you doing?"
Zhu Jianshen was unwilling to give in and said to the little guy: "Is your aunt nice to you?"
"Okay." The little guy nodded, "I like my aunt, but... my aunt is my aunt, and my mother is my mother."
As he spoke later, his voice became smaller and smaller, but he still said everything.
Before Zhu Jianshen could continue, Zhen'er took the lead and praised: "What a filial and good boy. Your Majesty, don't force yourself to do anything difficult for others. My aunt is also a mother."
Zhu Jianshen snorted bitterly: "You, oh! Okay, I paid by mistake after all."
After a pause, he added: "You must remember how good your aunt is and how close you are to her, you know?"
When the little guy saw that I no longer forced him to recognize his mother, he immediately relaxed and hurriedly responded: "I will do it."
Zhu Jianshen's expression softened a little, he stood up and said, "Come with me."
"oh."
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Meridian Gate.
The little guy was led by his father and walked on the royal road paved with yellow robes. He looked at the Jinwu guards standing on the left and right, and came to the luxurious throne.
"Long live my emperor, long live the emperor, your highness!" The ministers were slightly disappointed when they saw that the prince had changed into regular clothes, but they did not show it too obviously.
"Everyone is safe!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The little guy watched this scene silently, this shocking scene.
Jiaofangsi Jiuzou music was placed in the center of the banquet, with a dance team on the periphery. Guanglu Temple set up a wine pavilion to the west of the throne; a dining pavilion to the east of the throne...
As he and his father sat down, music played, and delicious wine and delicacies were served on the table...
He had lived in Anletang since he was a child and had never even left home. He was shocked beyond measure. His father, or rather the emperor, was much more domineering than he had imagined.
The delicious wine and delicacies were served, but no one moved their chopsticks. It was not until his father gave him a chicken leg and took a sip of wine that the banquet began.
He was chewing on a chicken drumstick, but he was still immersed in shock and couldn't help himself.
Zhu Jianshen sighed secretly: This child has never seen the world, so he must be trained as soon as possible...
The food was delicious, and the little guy couldn't help but eat more. Unexpectedly, he was scolded by his father in a low voice. He felt aggrieved and did not dare to eat.
After a banquet, he ate two pocket chicken drumsticks.
However, he was completely shocked. It was only today that he understood the weight of the emperor, but what he didn't know was that this was just the tip of the iceberg;
What he still doesn’t know is that the emperor is not only majestic, but also has unknown sufferings...
In short, today is another unforgettable day in his life.
The banquet didn't end until the end of noon. The little guy didn't eat much and sat with his back straight for so long. He was exhausted from the tossing and fell asleep as soon as he arrived at Qianqing Palace.
Zhu Jianshen didn't go to see Miss Li's canonization, he had already arranged it, and Empress Dowager Zhou was here, so he didn't need to worry.
The most urgent task now is to give his son a name.
Everything has been made public, and he is still going to be established as a prince, but he doesn't even have a name. This is really outrageous.
Zhu Jianshen thought hard...
Logically speaking, given his knowledge, it would be too easy to name his son, but the problem is... our Emperor Taizu is too good at worrying about his children and grandchildren.
Not only was the generation determined, but clear guidance was also given on the last name. It seemed to be helpful, but in fact... it was not helpful.
There are only three characters in total for both surname and first name. As a result, our Taizu chose two, and half of the last one was chosen. This resulted in a very limited choice.
However, the emperor's name cannot be careless and must have a certain meaning. This is... difficult to do.
Actually, the royal family is better off. The most pitiable thing is the descendants of the vassal kings. They don’t dare to use good characters. They have to give priority to the royal family. They can only choose the remaining ones. They are almost forced to make new characters...
"What's it called..."
Zhu Jianshen scratched his hair in distress. When he named his eldest son and second son, he spent a lot of effort. The names he used could not be used again...
Taizu, Taizu, you are so diligent.
When Zhu Jian was suffering from a headache, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the large red lacquer pillars in the palace and blurted out:
"Zhu Youzhu!"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he even laughed. The name was a bit too vulgar.
The emperor's name and the prince's name were not kept secret. If this was to be spread, where would he put his face?
Zhu Jianshen once again devoted himself to the difficult work of naming his son...
However, with that sudden glimpse as a reference, he quickly made progress.
"Zhu Youtang!"
Zang (cheng) means pillar, which means: the pillar of the country!
By the same token, Zhu Youtang sounds better than Zhu Youzhu, and is much more elegant.
Zhu Jianshen laughed easily, finally holding it in.
He stepped forward and slapped her twice.
The child was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly slapped by two big mouths, and he couldn't help but look confused.
"Father, have you made a mistake again?"
Zhu Jianshen's face felt hot, he cleared his throat and said, "From now on, your name will be Zhu Youtang!"
