When the concubine in the harem became pregnant, the emperor naturally could no longer linger in the military camp.
But even so, Zhu Yijun still waited until the rewards from several large boxes in front of him were distributed before waving goodbye and leaving calmly.
When he left the capital camp, he put on a smile and hurried back to the palace with the wind at his feet.
Obviously the emperor himself was not the only one who was happy about this.
On the way back to the palace, courtiers frequently stopped me to say congratulations, which was very annoying.
Especially when we arrived inside and outside the Daming Gate, where all the ministries and offices gathered, and I don’t know who started it, officials from the ministries, yamen, temples and departments swarmed forward to hand over congratulatory forms.
Immediately afterwards, he met the courtiers who had returned to the Yamen after leaving the court, and came face to face.
The entire Qianbu Corridor was packed to the brim.
In desperation, Zhu Yijun had no choice but to leave the eunuch and the people of Zhongshu She behind to collect the congratulations. He smiled and talked to Shen Shixing and others in the next court, and then rushed to Xiyuan.
After entering the Meridian Gate, I finally calmed down a bit.
"During this battle, I was afraid that someone would cry and shout for Zhukaka. Each one of them would be more excited than having a baby in their own family."
Zhu Yijun wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking about the scene just now, he couldn't help but muttered something.
Sun Long followed the emperor step by step. Although he did not understand the meaning of the first half of the sentence, he still approached the emperor and congratulated him: "This is all due to your majesty's heavenly virtue."
"If the hearts of the people inside and outside the court had not surrendered to Your Majesty, I am afraid that I would never have the chance to see such a scene in this life."
It can be said to be flattering, or it can be said to be true to the heart.
The Queen Mother left King Lu to serve her, and was disturbed by the Ministry of Rites' memorials all day long; Prince Zheng was personally invited to the capital by the emperor, but was still often privately threatened by court officials; and now that the harem was pregnant, the courtiers looked ecstatic,
Isn’t it all the result of people’s hearts surrendering to the emperor?
Zhu Yijun smiled.
He naturally understands what these people think. The emperor's concubine is not only a family matter, but also a national matter.
The status of the emperor's heirs may not affect the length of his reign, but it will definitely affect the duration of his political life.
And now that Wu Jieyu is pregnant, it at least shows that Zhu Yijun's fertility is not a problem.
The courtiers are all whispering about the heir in Wu Jieyu's belly at this moment. In fact, they are excited about the new party's further stabilization of its status - the emperor is seventeen years and four months old and has normal fertility. As expected, at any rate.
There is a period of twenty or thirty years.
"When did Wu Jieyu become pregnant? What did the imperial doctor say?"
Thinking that Chinese medicine may not be accurate in taking the pulse, Zhu Yijun confirmed again.
Sun Long blurted out: "Wu Jieyu's last menstrual period was on October 13th. After that, the whole winter month did not come. In the middle of last month, she asked the imperial doctor to take her pulse. It was only today that her pulse condition became clear."
Zhu Yijun listened carefully and nodded silently.
In late October, he had an affair with Wu Jieyu.
If it is forty or fifty days after conception, TCM pulse diagnosis is relatively accurate.
"The imperial doctor who diagnoses the pulse will be rewarded with an additional ten taels of silver." Zhu Yijun told Sun Long, "Also, tell the imperial doctor not to prescribe Wu Jieyu those decoctions to relieve miscarriage and replenish qi."
This is a third-level poison of medicines, especially medicines that have not been double-blinded and whose efficacy is unknown, especially for the fetus.
It's best if you don't use it naturally.
Sun Long just thought that the emperor was suspicious and could not trust Taiyuan Hospital, so he did not think anything of it.
After he said yes, he thought for a while and then asked: "Your Majesty, where is the medicinal diet?"
Zhu Yijun immediately shook his head: "Food supplements are enough."
Sun Long silently memorized it.
Zhu Yijun was very relieved about Sun Long.
Unlike eunuchs such as Zhang Hong and Li Jin, Sun Long was more thoroughly Confucian.
Not only is he "well-educated and good at writing", he can also be said to be "upright and upright" as a person.
In the past few years, when I took up the post of Jiangnan Textile Bureau, I rarely experienced corruption. I had a very good reputation both among scholars and among the people, and even earned the reputation of being "calm and elegant, getting things done without disturbing the people."
It can be said that his moral articles are read with more confidence than those of some scholar-bureaucrats.
Zhu Yijun also gave some related instructions.
The group of people walked and talked, and soon arrived at Xiyuan.
"The queen mother of the two palaces is in Qianguang Hall?" Zhu Yijun asked casually.
Sun Long quickly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the Queen Mothers of the two palaces are currently burning incense and praying for blessings with Wu Jieyu in the Qingfu Palace."
With that said, he walked quickly to the emperor and led the way sideways.
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Xiyuan, in Qingfu Hall.
Qingfu Hall was built in Xiyuan during the Jiajing period and was used by Emperor Sejong to worship Taoist ancestors.
After the death of Emperor Sejong, most of it was demolished. It was not until the Longqing period that Emperor Mu Zong doted on the current Empress Dowager Li, and slightly repaired it, adding Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, etc.
Nowadays, it has become a special place for concubines who cannot leave the palace frequently to seek enlightenment and worship Buddha.
When Zhu Yijun arrived, the hall was filled with Buddhist chants and smoke.
Wu Jieyu knelt down on the futon in front of the Buddha statue, clasping her hands together.
Empress Dowager Li held a pure bottle of poplar branches and lit nectar on Wu Jieyu's head.
Empress Dowager Chen was burning scriptures to Emperor Zhenwu and bowed.
When the court ladies saw the emperor entering the palace, they quickly saluted.
"His Majesty."
"Long live my Lord."
Zhu Yijun stretched out his hand and fanned himself in front of his face, letting everyone stand up and at the same time brushing away the smoke in front of him.
He walked to the two palaces, bowed respectfully to the empress dowagers of the two palaces, who had their backs turned to him, and said, "My child greets the queen mother."
The two palaces turned a deaf ear.
It wasn't until Empress Dowager Chen finished bowing to Dao Zun that she turned back to look at the emperor.
She smiled and stretched out her hand to help the emperor up, nodding and saying, "I bow in peace."
Queen Mother Li also finished ordering the nectar and put down the purifying bottle in her hand.
She walked up to the emperor and complained: "It's my turn to ask for the emperor's safety. It's such a big deal like being assassinated, so I won't go back to the palace to tell my mother that she's safe."
After saying that, Empress Dowager Li stretched out her hand and rubbed the emperor's arm: "How is it? Are you injured? Do you want the imperial doctor to take a look again?"
With this look, Zhu Yijun could not help but feel a sense of warmth - Empress Dowager Li didn't understand what it meant to take advantage of the opportunity to restructure, she only cared about her son's health.
He held down the painful hand that Empress Dowager Li squeezed for him, and said warmly: "Mom, don't worry, the child is fine."
Queen Mother Li refused to let it go and insisted: "No, we need to call the imperial doctor to take a look."
"I heard that Emperor Wuzong always said that nothing happened after he fell into the water..."
Zhu Yijun was helpless, Wu Zong was already coughing up blood, could it be the same?
But he didn't force himself, and responded in a good-natured manner: "Okay, okay, I'll summon the imperial doctor tomorrow, so I can wait and see."
Only then did Queen Mother Li let go of her hand.
At this time, Wu Jieyu also came over and saluted the emperor softly: "I pay my respects to your Majesty."
Zhu Yijun turned around and looked.
After four years, Wu's appearance has not diminished at all, her eyebrows are like green mountain daisy, and her bright wrists are covered with frost and snow.
When you look at yourself, your eyes seem to be filled with eyes that capture your soul.
I really never get tired of it.
It took Zhu Yijun a while to come back to his senses.
He quickly stretched out his hands and gently supported Wu Jieyu: "You might as well go slower if you are pregnant."
All I have to do is just say don't be so drastic and just mean it.
The smile on Queen Mother Chen's face did not diminish: "The emperor has been married for more than four years and has given birth to a Nascent Soul. It is truly a great blessing for the country."
"To ensure a safe birth, the emperor should also pay homage to the World Honored Taoist Patriarch."
After hearing this, Queen Mother Li also nodded, then turned around and called for someone to fetch the incense for worship, and handed it to the emperor herself.
Zhu Yijun, who knew that going against his parents in traditional customs would not end well, did not show any rejection at all, took the incense neatly, and bowed respectfully.
He murmured something: "Old Buddha Taizu Emperor Gao, Emperor Zhenwu Chengzuwen, Emperor Feixuan Shizongsu..."
Pray for blessings, offer incense, and bow.
Zhu Yijun handled the two empress dowagers smoothly and meticulously.
Then he turned to Mrs. Wu and said softly: "The hall is filled with smoke and mist. Jieyu should go outside to get some fresh air."
Wu Jieyu has been in the palace for several years, so she naturally understands the truth.
Knowing that the emperor wanted to talk to the two palaces about business, he bowed politely and silently retreated out.
"I would like to donate five thousand taels of silver to my mother, and build the Zhuozhou Temple for the Empress with the Ministry of Industry, and pray for Wu Jieyu's son, Zhu Li."
"Mother, last year when the household department was involved in the incident, Zhao Shenlu Cai stood up for this matter. He talked about giving money to build a temple to worship Buddha and pray for blessings. They were all nonsense. They invaded from the north and the south, ruined the place, taxed and dredged the river, and sold it.
Wife, what kind of disaster is this? I really can’t stand it. In my opinion, it’s better to do less than to do more. It’s better to build bridges and pave roads. The Huliang River and the bridges outside Beiguan are in disrepair for a long time..."
"...It is naturally too early to make a memorial. I just asked the Prince Consort Xu Congcheng to go to the Temple of Heaven and Earth to pray for blessings."
"Wu Jieyu has a lot of inconvenience around her mother, so she should move to Suyu Palace..."
As Wu Jieyu slowly walked out of the hall, the sounds inside became quieter and quieter.
She stood at the door of the palace for a while.
It wasn't until the eunuch came over to approve her cloak that she came back to her senses, walked down the stairs, and silently raised her eyes to look at the snowy scene.
Snow scenery has always been beautiful for both refined and popular tastes.
After a while, she fell into a trance.
I don’t know how much time passed.
"What are you looking at?"
A voice rang in her ears, and Wu Jieyu suddenly came back to her senses.
Only then did I realize that the doors of the Qingfu Palace were wide open and the honor guards of the two palaces had disappeared.
Only the emperor stood beside him, looking along his gaze.
She subconsciously wanted to salute.
But his body was hugged by the emperor.
"I just said, sister, move slower."
Zhu Yijun held Wu Jieyu's waist and said softly: "The mother-in-law of the two palaces just agreed with me. From now on, my sister will move to Suyu Palace and she will no longer have to serve beside me."
"Sister, please follow me back to Wanshou Palace for now and wait for Suyu Palace to sort it out."
Wu Jieyu's eyelashes trembled slightly: "The green forest is as green as a bath, and it is always the rain and dew ointment from the heaven. It is all your majesty's favor. I am truly ashamed of this."
"Besides, it's actually not bad to serve the Cisheng Queen Mother, and it will save you a lot of trouble."
Zhu Yijun couldn't help but smile when he heard this.
After greeting the accompanying ministers, he took Wu and walked hand in hand in the direction of Wanshou Palace: "There is nothing to be ashamed of. Love is love and kindness is kindness. The former only needs to be felt by my sister, while the latter is for outsiders to watch."
"If I don't reward my sister, I will let outsiders gossip."
"As well as my sister and parents, I will also reward them."
After hearing this, Wu Jieyu's face showed some tenderness visible to the naked eye.
The emperor's mouth is always hard to resist.
The two of them walked very slowly. Wu Jieyu leaned against the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, I am not retreating in order to advance. In fact, I am suddenly lavished on you. I am afraid that I will forget everything and lose my holy favor."
Having said this, Zhu Yijun realized something.
He frowned and asked, "Did someone in the family commit a crime?"
Wu Jieyu was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.
The complicated expressions that exposed the wife clan appeared on her delicate face, which really made me pity her.
Zhu Yijun couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw his appearance.
Fortunately, Wu Qingbo has been holding him back all year round, and his resistance to this kind of thing has improved a lot.
Zhu Yijun didn't look too reproachful, but still asked in a gentle voice: "Sister, tell me first and let me listen."
Wu Jieyu pursed her lips and said, "Last month, when I was about to have my period, I not only called the imperial doctor to check my pulse, but also complained to my mother."
"Unexpectedly, after my father heard about this, he went back and told everyone that he must be pregnant with a dragon seed."
Zhu Yijun put his arms around Wu Jieyu's shoulders and listened quietly.
"The day before yesterday, my mother came into the palace and told my concubines that lately there has been an endless flow of people coming to the house to give away fields and money."
"Even Yan Shenggong's family came to visit me and secretly sent part of the land in Shuntian Mansion to my family's name."
As Wu Jieyu spoke, she carefully looked at the emperor's face.
Zhu Yijun is well-informed and has no anger on his face.
He rarely showed a hint of surprise: "The Kong family also has land in Shuntian Mansion!?"
He naturally knew about the Kong family's annexation of land.
In the past few years, King De sent people to Beijing every year to complain, saying that Kong Shangxian occupied 9,000 acres of the palace and refused to return it.
In the fourth year of Wanli, King Lu also filed a lawsuit against Kong Shangxian for instigating Hao You to invade and seize acres of land in Qufu, Yuncheng, Yanggu and other places.
Xu Sansheng, the imperial censor, also reported that a fight broke out between the Kong family and Hao You over the land in Zouxian County, and seven servants and knights were killed.
As the magistrate of Zouxian County, Kong Shangxian confused right and wrong, used public weapons for private purposes, convicted and imprisoned his enemies, and usurped acres of land.
Because of this mess, Wang Xilie, the governor of Shandong Province, opposed the public opinion and requested the removal of the hereditary post of magistrate of Zouxian County from the Confucius family. He ordered the magistrate of Yanzhou Prefecture to manage the county affairs, and the magistrate only had jurisdiction over Linmiao.
It is precisely because of this that even though Wang Xilie died suddenly in office and worked hard, he was still completely smeared in Shandong.
Zhu Yijun has long wanted to take action on these Bo Xuns of the Kong family.
To overthrow the Confucius family store and rescue Confucius, there is no time for Du Tian to be more justified than now.
In fact, the Kong family was the top priority this time.
However, he originally thought that the Kong family was just running rampant in Shandong.
Unexpectedly, they were all merged into Shuntian Mansion!
It’s amazing that in history, the so-called acres in the name of Chongzhen’s father-in-law, which Li Zicheng divided up among tenants, turned out to belong to the Kong family!
Wu Jieyu carefully responded to the emperor's words: "Your Majesty, the officials and concubines of other prefectures and counties in Shuntian Prefecture are not sure. The Yansheng family only entrusted 14,300 acres of Wuqing County to my father."
"I hope your majesty will forgive me!"
Zhu Yijun snorted from his nose.
Huairou Bo occupied an extra thousand acres and was beaten to death in the county government office. Looking at it now, he probably feels that he died unjustly.
No wonder Liu Shiyan was aggrieved by Shi Guangzu.
It really is a small witch that makes a big witch appear.
Seeing the worried look Wu Jieyu looked at him, Zhu Yijun put away his thoughts: "I know. If my sister can tell me about this, it shows that the husband and wife are one, and even more so the mother's family. How can I blame my sister?"
"Sister, don't worry, I'll take care of this myself."
The emperor stroked Wu Jieyu's head in his arms and spoke softly.
But he turned his head away and glanced at Sun Long behind him.
Sun Long, who was accompanying him, looked at the emperor's slightly narrowed eyes, understood, and silently retreated.
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At night.
In the Longevity Palace, the lights are brightly lit.
Zhu Yijun was still writing at his desk.
After hanging out in the Beijing camp for a few days, I naturally accumulated a lot of memorials.
Even if I sit there from lunch until nightfall, there is still a mountain-high pile of memorials on the table.
When the bachelor Shen Shixing passed the examination in three years, Yin Yizi gave him the imperial edict.
Plus, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Wang Guoguang, Prince Taibao.
In addition, the former Minister of Rites and Grand Master Ma Ziqiang, a scholar of Dongge University, granted him the gift of building an archway.
The imperial horse supervisor allowed the imperial horse supervisor to follow Zhang Cheng's instructions and transfer to Taipu Temple. He then selected three thousand geldings and sent them to the supervisor for training in order to prepare for the escort.
He was given to King Zhu Juncha of Shanyin, one volume each of the Four Books and Five Classics, and the academy he built was named Leshan; to Zhu Yunhua, the lieutenant of the Fu Kingdom, one volume each of the collection of algebra and the Elements of Geometry, and the iron-making blast furnace he built was named Anshan.
Yang Lie, the official Xuanwei envoy to Bozhou, was invited to bury him at the request of his son Yang Yinglong.
He ordered Zhu Shitai, the Bo of Jinghai, to be stationed at the Longjiang Shipyard, the Nursing Department, and the Water Transport Office to trial the operation of ocean-going ships.
All of the above are matters that cannot be handled by the cabinet and can only be witnessed by the emperor himself.
As I continued to review each piece, time flew by quickly.
kindness?
Zhu Yijun was reading a memorial and subconsciously made a sound of doubt.
He looked at Zhang Hong, who was holding the lamp, and asked, "Prince Lu is leaving the palace to stay at home?"
Zhang Hong looked at his nose and heart: "I talked about it the day before yesterday. I think I just drafted the memorial today."
Zhu Yijun paused with his hands.
After a moment, he sighed: "The Queen Mother agrees?"
In fact, he didn't mind that his younger brother would take classes in the main hall for a few more years. He was not Jianwen, let alone Daizong. Prince Lu, an obedient younger brother, was not qualified to make a fuss.
However, the people under the tent are only focused on sharing your worries for you, so it is not easy for him to be willful in such matters.
Zhang Hong nodded: "After learning that Wu Jieyu was pregnant, the Empress Dowager Cisheng agreed."
Zhu Yijun glanced at Zhang Hong silently.
This is a chronological sequence, but not necessarily a causal sequence.
Since Zhang Hong can say this, he can only say that he, the Chief of Ceremonies, probably exerted a lot of effort in this matter.
Zhu Yijun knew it well, but he did not criticize it. He only raised his ink pen and lightly ticked the memorial: "Let the Ministry of Industry choose the location of the mansion."
Zhang Hong hesitated for a moment: "Your Majesty, should the money come from the palace?"
"Yesterday, for the wedding of Prince Lu's palace and Princess Shouyang, the Empress Dowager Cisheng went to the Ministry of Household Affairs to ask for two hundred thousand taels of silver, but she was blocked by the Ministry of Household Affairs."
Zhu Yao'e, the third sister of Princess Shouyang, will be sixteen next year and will soon be getting married.
In addition to Prince Lu's mansion, they are all a waste of money.
Zhu Yijun was stunned: "Isn't there still 1.9 million taels in the palace?"
Zhang Hong was speechless for a moment.
After a moment, he carefully nodded: "Your Majesty, in the sixth year of Longqing's reign, there were still 3.7 million taels of silver in the palace..."
A net output of 1.8 million taels in eight years...
Zhu Yijun scratched his neck.
After a moment, he waved his hand: "This time Liu Shiyan's rebellion case, don't let outsiders divide the house after ransacking it, just use it to pay for these two items."
Only then did Zhang Hong let out a long breath.
"There is also Princess Shouyang's wedding. The eldest companion will also ask the etiquette department to start looking for a consort tomorrow."
Just listen to the emperor's instructions again.
This is the intended meaning of the question, and Zhang Hong naturally responded respectfully.
Just then.
There was movement outside the hall.
Zhang Hong apologized and retreated.
Zhu Yijun didn't care and continued to review his memorials.
After a while, Zhang Hong led Jiang Keqian back.
"His Majesty."
Zhu Yijun didn't even raise his head and asked, "Have you found out the matter?"
Jiang Keqian did not hesitate: "We have found out clearly that what Wu Jieyu said is indeed true."
Zhu Yijun raised his head and stopped the ink pen in his hand.
Jiang Keqian paused and then said: "Moreover, in addition to Wu Jieyu's family, the Kong family also approached the Queen's family and sent half of the 30,000 acres of fertile land in Shuntian Prefecture to the Liu family."
"This is Kong Chengde's confession."
After saying that, he took out a stack of documents from his sleeve.
In addition to the handprints and inscriptions, there are also some blood stains, which show the physical pain Kong Chengde suffered.
Zhang Hong walked over in small steps, took the confession in his hand, and respectfully presented it to the emperor.
Zhu Yijun looked at it silently for a moment and did not pick it up.
"well."
Zhu Yijun sighed leisurely.
No wonder it is said that the ruler is shorter and the inch is longer.
Zhu Yijun, who had no idea about harem competition, only then realized what it means to be caught off guard.
He asked Jiang Keqian softly: "Does Wu Jieyu know that the Queen's family has inherited the land?"
Jiang Keqian hesitated for a moment and replied in an uncertain tone: "Maybe I don't know, but according to Kong Chengde's confession, the two families should be able to guess something about each other."
Zhu Yijun nodded slowly. After knowing what was going on, he did not continue to struggle with the harem matter.
"Where are the Yan and Meng families?"
Generally speaking, people from saintly families are not allowed to enter the capital at will.
Even if you want to go to Beijing to do business, you need permission from the court.
This year, three families came to Beijing at the invitation of the Ministry of Rites - "Fortunately, I have a period of study. Kong Shangxian, the Holy Duke of Yan, Yan Sishen, Meng Yanpu, doctors of the Five Classics, five people from the Kong clan and two from the Yanmeng clan, are all suitable to travel to Beijing.
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Jiang Keqian nodded: "I'm not sure exactly."
"But according to what Kong Chengde said, the Yan and Meng families also have some acres in Shuntian Mansion, but not too many."
Zhu Yijun couldn't help but clicked his tongue.
How else could it be said that Dutian has never received support from public opinion?
How could these powerful right-wingers, who are wearing the guise of a saintly family, lead the merger and annexation, support Dutian?
Zhu Yijun turned to look at Zhang Hong: "Where is He Xinyin now?"
After hanging out for so long, it’s time to meet again.
Zhang Hong thought for a moment and replied: "You are still being tried in Shuntian Mansion. Do you want to be summoned by Your Majesty?"
Zhu Yijun pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Let him enter the palace tomorrow to meet the saint."
Chapter completed!