Zhu Feng smiled and pointed to the words on the paper on his desk.

"this."

Nan Yan looked along his finger and saw that there were only three words written on a wide piece of rice paper. The pen tip was completely Zhu Feng's style, vigorous and powerful, with a little bit of ostentatiousness.

Zhu Chengjun.

Nan Yan whispered: "Zhu Chengjun."

After reading it, she understood something and turned to look at Zhu Feng: "This is"

Zhu Feng smiled, and the smile patterns on the corners of his mouth looked extremely gentle. Looking at the three words, he said softly: "This is the name I gave to our children."

“…”

"Zhu Chengjun. Chengjun."

“…”

"This is his name."

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "I hope he can be born soon, grow up quickly, shouldering a heavy burden and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."

“…”

Nanyan was silent for a moment.

Then he smiled and said, "Yes, I heard that the emperor and his brothers followed Emperor Gao when they were young and had experienced many wars. Later, you all shared the worries and shouldered heavy burdens for Emperor Gao."

She deliberately did not say Zhu Feng, but said that he and his brothers.

It is intended to undermine the child's outstandingness.

How could Zhu Feng not hear it? He glanced at her and said nothing, but just curled the corners of his lips lightly.

Then I picked up the brush and wrote a word under the three words

Chinese.

Nan Yan was stunned when he saw this word.

He asked softly: "Your Majesty, what does this 'han' mean?"

Zhu Feng said: "I have asked someone to go down and prepare. When he is born, I will enthrone him as King of Han."

"ah?"

This time, Nan Yan was shocked.

He was directly crowned as king at birth?

This is the first time in the Great Yan Dynasty.

Of course, the Great Yan Dynasty was founded for only a few decades, only two or three generations, which is not unusual. But looking at the long history, there are very few princes who can be named princes when they are born.

Many princes may not be able to be crowned princes until they are gray-haired.

She whispered: "Master, this is too grand, right?"

Not to mention doing this, it really puts the emperor's favor for this child on the surface. Imagine that Zhu Chengxuan, who had been able to live in the Yan Prince's Mansion in Peking as a prince for a long time after Zhu Feng ascended the throne, had to be named King Wei after he became a concubine.

But this child is king at birth...

This is too much of a favor.

Such a biased father and emperor is really rare.

Zhu Feng couldn't listen to the word "sovereign" and said, "My son is the pride of heaven. What kind of sorrow is this?"

He said again: "When he grows older, I will let him open a house and let him manage one party."

“…”

"Well, his military soldiers also have to be arranged separately. Now we want to reduce the number of guards in the palaces of the princes and princes, but he is different from others."

Nanyan's eyes lit up when she heard this.

"The emperor wants to reduce the number of people in the escort department of the kings, princes, ministers, and ministers."

"Um."

"That"

She was about to ask, wouldn’t that make Duke Cheng embarrassed?

But as soon as she said this, she swallowed it herself.

You should know that in the northwest, Duke Cheng had already shown some restless thoughts. He used such conspiracies and tricks in the war and killed Gu and the second young master of Tong, and almost wiped out Zhu Feng's army.

Before, Zhu Feng did not settle the score with him.

But until now, it is impossible to continue to be like this.

Besides, these are just actions revealed by Duke Cheng Guo. What else is hidden behind the scenes? How much harm will it have to the court?

Zhu Feng could not ignore these things.

So she hesitated for a moment and said, "I understand."

Not only did she understand this, but she also felt vaguely that the seemingly peaceful days in front of her would be broken soon.

And what is coming is unknown.

Turning his head and seeing her solemn look on her face.

Zhu Feng said deeply: "What are you thinking?"

“…”

"No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with you."

“…”

"I have said it countless times. What you need to do now is to take good care of it and give me good health and safety. Don't have any other thoughts!"

Hearing such almost domineering words from him, Nan Yan couldn't help but smile.

He said intentionally: "The emperor really believes that this child must be a prince?"

“…”

"Even the name is only the boy's name, and the daughter's name is not prepared."

Zhu Feng said aloofly: "I only allow him to be my son!"

“…”

It's so domineering.

Zhu Feng stood up again, pulled Nanyan into his chair and sat down, stuffed the pen into her hand, and said, "Write this name a few more times so that he can get familiar with his name now and feel it."

“…”

"In the future, his life must be magnificent."

“…”

"I don't allow him to live his life in a simple way."

"emperor……"

Nan Yan was simply unable to take this "lucky monarch" who was blinded by the child's affairs.

I could only write at my desk obediently, and wrote it around the name Zhu Feng more than ten times in one breath.

As she was writing, she suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, the emperor, I just saw Eunuch Yu telling several people to do things outside. Is there anything big happening in the palace?"

Zhu Feng stood aside, watching her write with his hands behind his back.

"Yeah".

Nan Yan still wrote seriously and asked, "What's the big deal?"

Zhu Feng said: "The Birth of the Emperor's Cao."

“…”

Hearing this, Nan Yan's pen stopped, calculated silently, and whispered: "No, I almost forgot. It's about to be the last emperor's birth."

She said, turning to look at Zhu Feng.

"Where is the emperor planning to hold the late emperor's birthday?"

Zhu Feng said: "It has been the fifth year since I ascended the throne. I have never done it before. This time I will hold it for the imperial examination no matter what."

“…”

"Originally, before going to the northwest, the queen was going to prepare for this matter, but she was just ready, so she put it aside."

Nanyan immediately understood that it was because of the Zhenjue Temple.

She said: "Now let Yufu continue to prepare. Where is the emperor planning to do it?"

Zhu Feng said: "The Great Sacrifice Altar."

“…”

When he lifted the altar, Nan Yan's hand holding the pen shook slightly, and a drop of ink fell down.

But she pretended to be calm, put the brush aside, and said, "Then, can I go there too?"

Zhu Feng glanced at her and said, "Although it's not far away, your belly is so big, so don't be exhausted."

“…”
Chapter completed!