Obviously it is a good thing to establish the pier and Yuanhou, and it is also a good thing to treat the soldiers preferentially and not to take away the soldiers at night.

But he used this incident to ask for treatment. If His Majesty felt that this was the duty that the sergeants should fulfill, he would not be treated more favorably.

Wouldn't this good thing turn into a bad thing that caused the emperor to be jealous and the sergeants not to receive preferential treatment?

Of course Yang Hong knew how to compromise, but he couldn't say.

The same is true for Chen Mao. It was clear that the southern expedition was hard, but he repeatedly went to the memorial to plead guilty. He said that he was unfaithful to the people in southern Fujian, but he always defended the so-called unruly people.

Yu Qian was the same way, he didn't like chanting sutras in Zhu Qiyu's ears.

This is just a matter, the Emperor, you have to take care of it yourself.

"Is it up to me to realize each one by myself?" Zhu Qiyu shook his head and said.

Xing'an bowed his head and said, "This is the respectful way of a minister."

Perhaps this is how these generals survive, Zhu Qiyu thought.

He nodded and said, "Are you ready for the opening of the martial arts hall tomorrow?"

"Everything is ready." Xing'an said quickly.

The power to appoint and remove officers in the Beijing camp, and to determine promotion, is something that the emperor must do, and it belongs only to the emperor, and no one can interfere.

Isn’t this why the Martial Arts Hall appears?

"Your Majesty wants to live in the martial arts hall, and Queen Qiantai and Xianfei Qiantai are very dissatisfied." Xing'an said quickly, this is something Wang Meilin has given many orders to.

No matter how late your Majesty comes back, you have to stay at home!

There is also the important matter of having a baby.

Zhu Qiyu was stunned for a moment. He wanted to let the bureaucrat's concubine live in the official residence and let their family live in peace. It was his turn, so he naturally wanted to let his family live in peace.

"Then I won't stay in the martial arts hall for the time being." He said after thinking carefully.

Xing'an finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was not trying to be a sycophant, but His Majesty was giving birth to a child, which was also a top priority.

Even the courtiers, who had always been at odds with the emperor, were very concerned about His Majesty's draft.

There are no heirs, so the courtiers have been working for a long time, but it’s all in vain? Then how can they become a rope?

Xing'an originally planned to go out and tell the Queen Chitose and Xian Fei Chitose the good news, but when he saw that Li Yongchang was still in the study, he did not move around, but waited there respectfully.

"Li Yongchang, I appoint you as the admiral and minister, as my eyes and ears. This is a big deal in the martial arts hall. You must not slack off, otherwise you will be severely punished!" Zhu Qiyu reminded Li Yongchang again.

Li Yongchang first listened to Shi Heng's tent and organized military affairs. After the Battle of the Capital, Li Yongchang went to Fujian again. He rushed back from Fujian without rest, and made another trip to Xuanfu.

He didn't know at all that he would be appointed as the admiral of the Jiangwu Hall, which was an important position.

He quickly bowed his head and said: "I will obey the Holy Instructions."

"Go down and rest first." Zhu Qiyu motioned to Li Yongchang to step back. He was a eunuch. He had traveled a long distance and was in a hurry. At this time, Li Yongchang was also quite haggard.

"I excuse myself." Li Yongchang slowly exited the study.

Zhu Qiyu looked at Xing'an and said, "You should go too. The queen may be too impatient to wait for Xin'er."

"Here." Xing'an saluted cheerfully and walked out of the study.

Xing'an came to Wang Meilin's side courtyard. Although it was not big, it was particularly exquisite.

And Hang Xian is also in this side courtyard. It's spring, and His Majesty's clothes need to be changed. In the past, when His Majesty was still King Xi, the two of them would embroider these uniforms together. In fact, there is not much grudge between the two.

Although it is said that Wang Meilin only has a daughter, Zhu Cuiwei, and Hang Xian has a son, Zhu Jianji, the prince of the palace is not in a hurry to make a decision. King Xi is young and powerful and has plenty of time.

But now that His Majesty has become the emperor, everything will be different immediately.

After the title of Supreme Emperor was reduced, the Crown Prince was deposed, and the Crown Prince's position was announced, Wang Meilin became more and more anxious day by day.

Hang Xian was embroidering the twelve chapters of the Emperor. She had never embroidered before, so naturally she was a little slow. She was doing the embroidery and narrating again.

Hang Xian was especially curious and asked: "Sister, don't you have this belly yet? What did Po Wen say?"

Wang Meilin's face lit up, "Sister, you don't know, my menstruation this month has been delayed. Po Wen said that it might be coming, but I have to wait a month. The imperial doctor will check my pulse in a month to confirm it. It's not urgent."

When Hang Xian heard this, he pricked his finger without paying attention to the needle and thread in his hand, and asked blankly: "You hit it just once?"

"Po Wen is counting the days." Wang Meilin said with a smile on her face.

Hang Xian also understood immediately. No wonder she was suddenly asked to be a female celebrity. She kept bringing the topic to the child and was waiting here.

"Congratulations, sister." Hang Xian showed a sweet smile. She had no ambition at all. It would be best if Wang Meilin had a legitimate son.

In the eighty years of the Ming Dynasty, there have been changes in imperial power, from the Lanyu case after Zhu Biao's death, to Emperor Taizong's arrest, to the time of the late Emperor Xuanzong, when the Han king Zhu Gaoxu rebelled again.

This situation finally subsided for more than ten years, and King Ji led his army to hunt north.

If Wang Meilin has Qilin'er, Hang Xian can also breathe a sigh of relief. In the palace, which used to be relatively harmonious, there will be a lot more yin and yang aura because his majesty has become the emperor.

After all, Wang Meilin is the queen and she is just a virtuous concubine. This is not a palace. Everyone looks up but doesn't see them when they look down. It's very awkward.

Now that Wang Meilin is finally pregnant, Hangxian can also breathe a sigh of relief, and Ji'er can also breathe a sigh of relief.

"Good thing." Hang Xian felt happy thinking about it, and the female celebrities under his command became much faster.

Wang Meilin said mysteriously: "Sister, I'm telling you, I'm most likely pregnant. I'll leave Cheng Huan's affairs to you."

"Your Majesty goes to the 10th Regiment Camp every day to parade the military horses. Now, he treats me like a military horse and parades it, but it is terrible. My waist and eyes are sore all day long."

"Ah? Is it true or false?" Hang Xian looked at Wang Meilin blankly, and stopped holding the red girl in his hand.

"My sister is also a little educated at home. My father is also a Jinwu guard. My sister can't stand it. How can I stand it?" Hang Xian's cheeks were slightly red. Since His Majesty is not too busy, Wang Meilin has been busy all day long.

Occupy Your Majesty.

"Yo yo yo, you're still blushing, you..." Wang Meilin looked at Hang Xian's baby face and smiled a little happier. Hang Xian was a bit shy, and it was still not easy for her to talk about this matter in her boudoir.

Xing'an came to the courtyard gate, bowed his head and said: "Seeing the two thousand-year-olds, Your Majesty asked your ministers to deliver oral instructions. Your Majesty will not stay in the martial arts hall."

Wang Meilin was fine, but Hang Xian blushed very much.

"Xing'an, I am not feeling well today. If Your Majesty turns over the cards, there is no need to put them down." Wang Meilin warned Xing'an.

In this palace, there are a total of one empress and one concubine. If there is no queen, there are only virtuous concubines.

Xing'an looked up and saw that the thousand-year-old Queen's forehead was not red. It was not menstruation, so she was naturally happy.

However, since the imperial doctor does not diagnose the pulse, Xi Ning will naturally not talk nonsense.

Even if the imperial physician checked his pulse, Xi Ning would instruct the imperial physician not to speak nonsense. The imperial physician's judge, Lu Zicai, was originally from Prince Tan's palace, so he was relieved.

Your Majesty doesn't need to worry about how many bowls of rice he eats, and the courtiers don't need to worry about it. There is a good news in the harem, and it's not the birth of a prince, so the courtiers don't need to worry about it.

"I understand, I will leave." The smile on Xing'an's face became even brighter.

Xing'an walked out of the gate of the side courtyard, paused for a moment, punched his right palm with his left hand, and showed a smile on his face.

After returning to the study, he bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, Queen Chitose is in inconvenience today and cannot sleep with her. Are you ordering Concubine Xian to sleep with her?"

"The house is not big, and the rules are not small. I will sleep in the Concubine Xian's room tonight." Zhu Qiyu listened to Xing'an's words and shook his head. The Tai'an Palace is not big, and there are too many and too few rules, which makes the house restless and impersonal.

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Xing'an immediately understood what His Majesty meant. Isn't it because Your Majesty doesn't live in the palace just to have fewer rules?

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"I'm going to heat up the hot water now. I thought about the big bath that Your Majesty mentioned, and it took only half a month to fix it."

After Zhu Qiyu had his dinner and took a bath, it was getting late. As he walked, he was still thinking about the martial arts lecture tomorrow.

The martial arts hall, the official residence of Yongfang and the Mining Factory of Shijingshan, and the farm law that is being promoted are the elegant policies of the new dynasty promoted by Zhu Qiyu after he changed the Yuan Dynasty.

There were varying degrees of resistance in these new political affairs, but they were all relatively smooth. In fact, the reason was simple. The current courtiers were scattered and could not get together. After all, Zhu Qizhen was still in the north.

This King Ji died in Yibei, and if he gave birth to a few more children, it would be a new dynasty and a new atmosphere.

Hang Xian was taking care of Zhu Jianji, and the child had already fallen asleep. The two-year-old child was not honest when sleeping and always kicked the quilt. Hang Xian looked at the child with tender eyes and made a big picture of "sleeping", and burst out laughing.

The sound comes.

She has no ambitions, she just wants to raise her children so that Ji'er can grow up safely.

"Your Majesty." When Hang Xian heard the sound of the door opening, he stood up and gave a hasty salute.

Zhu Qiyu now looked at the bed and asked in a low voice: "Is Ji'er sleeping?"

"Just went to bed." Hang Xian pursed his lips and whispered, fearing to shock the child.

"This is not a good sleep." Zhu Qiyu looked at Zhu Jianji's pink face and shook his head. Is this kid always so dishonest when sleeping?

Zhu Qiyu didn't say anything, but Zhu Jianji immediately stretched out his legs from the quilt, kicked him hard twice, adjusted to a comfortable position, hugged the quilt, raised his head, and half-opened his mouth, and fell asleep again.

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"He is always like this. When he was little, I didn't dare to sleep all night, for fear that he would catch some cold." Hang Xian looked at the child with eyes full of love.
Chapter completed!