Capital.

Liwang Mansion.

Today, King Ning came home for dinner. After the meal was quiet, King Li called his eldest son to the study.

"Sit down!"

King Li greeted his son, "Tea or your favorite black tea."

Liu Mingguan smiled and took a sip of tea, and sat down.

He himself is a Confucian gentleman, and even his sitting posture looks stern.

King Li didn't have the heart to appreciate those at this time. He asked directly, "Have the number of people surrounding Prince Ning's Mansion decreased dramatically in recent days?"

"Um!"

Liu Ming said first: "There are about a dozen waves of customers a day! But the child will not see them most of the time, just like before."

"Hey!"

King Li frowned, "Is it the same now as before? The ones used to be tempted by the flames, and the ones now are the ones who really want to support you! If you don't see them, wouldn't they be so cold?"

Liu Mingguan said: "What deserves me is mine. Those who should support me will not give up because of external forces. If no one really supports me, it proves that I don't have the qualifications."

“Bad talk!”

King Li said angrily, "What do you mean that you are not qualified? Even those children in the belly of concubines don't know whether they are men or women! Even if a prince is a prince who can grow up alive, it's a problem! Is this a responsible attitude to choose a little prince who is extremely risky?"

The concubines in the palace had news that they had happy news, but they could not hide it from others.

Or, it is simply something that someone deliberately lets everyone know.

Moreover, two concubines became pregnant, which greatly increased the emperor's confidence and changed everyone's mood at once.

If the emperor had never had a prince, then it would be obvious that the next emperor would definitely be Liu Mingguan.

If the emperor gave birth to a prince in a few years, it would be the same. It would be too dangerous for a young prince to succeed to the throne, so it should be Liu Mingguan.

But the problem is that the emperor is almost having a prince again, and both concubines have it in their stomachs. When the emperor is almost forty-nine years old this year, it seems very subtle.

No one is a fool, he has his own considerations.

If someone believes that the emperor can live for another twenty years, then there is no need to think about anything. He must be the little prince born by the emperor honestly.

Twenty years later, Liu Renhuai was 67 years old, Miao Yan was 63 years old, and Ge Songdao was 62 years old.

Although they are a little older, as long as they stay in the court without death, it will be enough to suppress almost all opposition voices.

Not to mention the imperial guards who swear to the death to be loyal to the emperor.

The imperial guards have been deeply favored by the emperor for more than 80 years. If someone wants to hurt the emperor first and go against the emperor's wishes, they will teach these guys how to be human.

Oh, right.

Twenty years later, General Li Nanyuan, the Xiongqu Guard, was only fifty-six years old, General Fang Kaiyue, the Jinwu Guard, was fifty-seven years old, and Pan Yunchen, who was transferred from Qianniu Guard to General Leopard Cavalry Guard, was fifty-nine years old.

At that age, fighting may be a bit difficult, but controlling the imperial guards to be loyal to the emperor was not a problem at all.

The rules that emphasize factions and order of seniority in the army are much more inherited than those in the court.

Even Gao Jing, the general of the Embroidered Uniform Guard who was as vicious as a snake, was only 63 years old. The courtiers knew very well that the embroidered Uniform Guard was terrible.

Take a look!

With so many advantages, who dares to betray the emperor?

Especially when the prince is already an adult.

However, if the emperor died within ten years, things would be different again.

The emperor who was only a few years old appeared, and it was a disaster in any dynasty.

Compared to Liu Mingguan, this young prince is not that good enough.

Perhaps the imperial guards returned to support him, but the imperial court masters and monks should be inclined toward Liu Mingguan.

Now King Li is thinking very clearly in his heart.

I hope that the emperor's eldest brother's children are all daughters or the prince dies so that his son can have hope.

Although Liu Mingguan is a gentleman, it does not mean that he is a fool.

He understood what his father meant, but he still insisted on his own ideas: "Dad, it is the most important thing for us to do our own things well. I will continue to enrich myself and actively prepare for the future... But if God's will is not on our side, what's the regret? Is it not enough for us to be a prince?"

"You...ah!"

King Li was so angry that he wanted to scold him a few words, but found that his son was not wrong.

If you want to blame, you can only blame the emperor!

Why do you still struggle like this when it comes to this time?

We are all a family, why can't you think about it?

...

The capital city in March has gradually become a little hotter.

The weather this year is very good, the sun is hanging high, but it is not very hot, and it is also gently caressed by the breeze.

Such a performance made the group of officials in the Imperial Heaven Supervision breath a sigh of relief.

They were really scared.

In recent years, it seems like it has been cursed, with natural disasters and man-made disasters everywhere. The whole world, which originally looked as stable as Mount Tai, seemed a bit riddled with holes.

There was a blizzard at the end of last year, but the harm was not great and it took not long. The situation was already under control and people's lives have returned to normal.

Since early spring this year, there have been good weather everywhere. It is never heavy rain that should be raining lightly, which seems a bit like God's food.

If the heavy rainstorms and peaks this summer can be avoided, then this year will be completely stable.

It happened that Jing and Emperor were also discussing this matter, "Zixuan, the information about Bayankala Mountains and Tanggula Mountains has been verified?"

"Report to your Majesty, it has been verified repeatedly." Gao Jing replied, "There was no snowstorm in both snowy mountains last year, and there was not much snowfall this year, which is two-thirds less than the same period last year."

"Well, without the melting of the blizzard at the source of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, even if it rains heavily, the situation is not as serious as last year." Jing Hedi laughed.

Last year, two giant dragons in the Yangtze River and the Yellow River rolled, and they were almost beaten by Dakang. He didn't want to come again with such painful memories.

Because of this, he remembered the two difficult names of Bayankala Mountain and Tanggula Mountain, and specially asked the Embroidered Yiwei to send someone to guard there. Once it was discovered that it was snowing again, he had to make various preparations in advance.

In fact, if the flood peak last year was two or three months longer to prepare and strengthen the reinforcement and construction of the embankment, the losses could be reduced by at least one third.

It is because it was discovered too late that many provinces had no time to deal with it, so it fell to this point.

It's best without Blizzard!

Emperor Jing He was in a good mood, and the ministers next to him were in a good mood.

Cao Yi, who was looking at the various documents, also looked up and said, "Your Majesty, Liu Renhuai has sent documents. The weather in Jiangnan this year is as good as in previous years. The light rain in early spring is suitable for farming, but in April, there will be less rain and the temperature is suitable. The astrological masters judged that the harvest this year will not be bad."

It has been thousands of years, and there are records of any place, one year, and what weather is.

People’s twenty-four solar terms are calculated through these records.

At the same time, with these records, you can roughly judge the climate situation of the year and the harvest of the year.

In a top priority, the Jiangnan Governor's Office has always maintained a group of such astrological masters. Every year, they are responsible for observing the changes in the weather, checking the water levels of the rivers, and seeing where there are any signs of disasters.

Then they will make various suggestions on the various situations that occur.

These people are all practical people, not the kind of divine guys, and have made great contributions to the annual harvest of Jiangnan.

Therefore, these astrological masters have a very high status in Jiangnan. It is rare for anyone to retire and go home. They are also regarded as treasures by local landlords. They offer a large amount of food and supplies every year to help them with a bumper harvest of land.

When Emperor Jinghe heard the "Astrology Master's judgment", he felt at ease.

He just felt that there were too many good things recently, and it seemed that the luck he had lost in recent years had returned to himself little by little.

This feeling is very happy!

Zhong Chang said: "Actually, if you go to see the Ghost Gate, Your Highness De is really a magical craft. All such stubborn and terrifying reefs will be destroyed. God wants me to recover from my great Kangdo!"

"If you hadn't seen it, I would have suspected that these children were making trouble!" Jing Hedi laughed, "Ming Qi and the others also drew very good pictures. This kind of sketch that can convey the senses is much better than those freehand paintings. In the future, it should be used more in formal official documents and data."

"I understand."

Ge Songdao here nodded.

He is responsible for the Ministry of Works, and he agrees very much.

Concise, accurate, convenient, and so meticulous, is the most suitable habit of the Legalists.

However, Cao Yi asked again, "When will the group of craftsmen who made explosives and the explosives they made be brought back?"

"When I left, they were already preparing for the work." Zhong Chang said, "I sent a document to Xiong Wenqing, and by then, the two thousand garrison troops in the Gyeonggi area will still be responsible for escorting them."

"It's better to be careful." Cao Yi pondered, "Let Longtengwei send another two thousand people."

"Can!"

Jinghe Dijis first path.
To be continued...