Si Cang subconsciously turned his head to look at Yun Zishu. The corners of Yun Zishu's lips curved slightly: "The good news came just in time."
"Good news?" Mrs. Huangfu hurriedly walked out with a bit of expectation on her face, "Is it the good news sent back from Xijiang?"
Sicang walked out without saying a word. The weather was still chilly on the first day of the new year. Lu Ming, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, knelt on one knee and presented a report with both hands.
Sicang took the report and casually ordered: "Let Huangfu Lingfeng wait in the imperial study. I will go there later."
"Yes." Lu Ming stepped back.
After reading the urgent report, Sicang turned to look at Mrs. Huangfu: "The General Wang has made great achievements in the expedition to the Western Xinjiang. Madam can think about what kind of reward she wants in advance. The title of the General Wang can no longer be promoted, but the fiefdom is.
Can……"
"Your Majesty, forgive me." Mrs. Huangfu lowered her head and interrupted him with fear, "I am just a woman, I don't know anything, but I know that it is the duty of a minister to be loyal to the emperor and love the country, to expand the territory for the emperor and protect the family.
It is the duty of a general to serve the country, and the emperor does not need to worry about rewards."
The title and power of the general and king have surpassed those of the clan princes. If he really dares to ask for a fiefdom again, he is afraid that it will not take long for him to cause disaster.
People can't be too greedy.
Sicang didn't say anything after hearing this. He probably knew Mrs. Huangfu's thoughts and worries, so he didn't say anything more. He only said: "I will go to the imperial study room to discuss matters with Ling Feng later, and I also ask my wife to talk to the queen.
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"My wife obeys the decree."
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As expected, plans are not as fast as changes.
The emperor ate dumplings in advance on New Year's Eve. He originally wanted the ministers to pay New Year's greetings to their elders at home on the first day of the new year. However, after the queen was happy with Linzi, a good news came quickly. How could the ministers sit still at home? For fear that
Any delay would be a failure to pay enough attention to these two pieces of good news.
So the ministers went into the palace to congratulate the emperor and congratulate the queen.
"The little prince is really auspicious to Dongyou. He was born on the first day of the first lunar month. Just after he was born, good news came from the front line. It is a great New Year's joy. It indicates that Dongyou will become the overlord of the world and unify the world!"
"On the first day of the new year, two happy events happened. This is an excellent sign and must not be ignored."
"I request to make the young prince the prince, and I beg the emperor for permission!"
"I request to make the young prince the crown prince, please allow your permission!"
The ministers outside the imperial palace knelt down one after another, congratulating the birth of the little prince, congratulating the news of good news, and excitedly looking forward to Dongyou's prosperity this year and its dominance in the future.
The queen, mother and son were both safe, and Si Cang was in a good mood. Seeing how powerful the ministers were, he naturally agreed: "Yuan Hai, please immediately draft a decree and appoint Yao'er as the crown prince."
"The slave obeys the order."
The weather was cold on the first day of the first lunar month, and the ministers felt uncomfortable kneeling on the ground. In fact, they felt even more mixed in their hearts.
They didn't really want this child to be established as a prince, but early in the morning before dawn, they heard good news from the front line, which happened to be the time when the little prince was born.
The Queen's attack in the middle of the night was something no one expected. The good news came just in time, leaving them unprepared. The two things happened at the same time, and somehow the auspicious news spread.
Their hope that the queen would give birth to a princess was naturally in vain, but the ministers probably guessed that the emperor would make the prince a prince, so they simply took this opportunity to gain favor. When the emperor saw them, he would naturally think that they were so loyal in the future.
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However, Sicang was a scheming emperor, and the popularity of the auspiciousness descending from heaven would never let it cool down. Within one day, the saying "The eldest son of the emperor is the auspiciousness descending from heaven" was spread throughout the entire empire.
city.
No matter the high-ranking officials and nobles in the inner city or the common people in the outer city, they all rushed to praise it, and it spread quickly.
Sicang and Yun Zishu slept in the Nuang Pavilion for half a day.
When they heard the news at noon, the two people's faces were calm, but when they looked at each other, there was a tacit understanding in their eyes.
"The minister has always had a grudge against your identity. This time, I will take this opportunity to make this grudge disappear completely." Si Cang said in a gentle voice, "This is good for Yao'er."
Yun Zishu hummed. Although the ministers didn't say it, she knew in her heart that the word "foreign race" itself contained a kind of prejudice. Comparing one's feelings with others, the monarchs and ministers of other countries would not be happy to see a princess from another country.
The mother of her own country is the best in the world, and the children she gives birth to can rule the country.
In the hearts of these ministers, only a daughter from a local aristocratic family who enters the palace as a concubine and gives birth to a dragon son is a truly pure-blooded prince.
Yun Zishu could understand the thoughts of the ministers, but she was destined to be unable to satisfy their wishes, because apart from her, there could not be another woman in the harem, whether foreign or native.
The next generation of the Dongyou royal family, whether they are princes or princesses, can only be born from her belly.
Yun Zishu looked down at the infant child with a gentle look on her face: "This is a piece of meat that fell from my body. I wish I could hold it in my mouth and give him everything I have. How can I be willing to throw it away?"
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Si Cang was silent for a moment, knowing that she was talking about the queen, "Not everyone thinks that mothers are great, and not everyone thinks that children are treasures."
"Sicang." Yun Zishu looked up at him, with understanding in her eyes, "Did you arrange the rumors about Xiangrui outside?"
"Shu'er is smart." Si Cang raised his hand and touched her wet temples, "This is a rare opportunity. If you do nothing, it is obviously not the behavior of a wise man."
Yun Zishu smiled: "The Emperor is indeed a wise man."
"I have already thought about it. When Yao'er can speak, I will arrange some reading companions for him. He will be about two years old." Sicang and Yun Zishu leaned on the bedside together, their tone of voice was steady and low, with a sense of resignation.
The power of convincing people, "If the elders of the Imperial City family are willing to send people of similar age to the palace, let them read, read, and practice martial arts with the prince, and cultivate a group of loyal reading companions for him early, which can also train children.
their friendship.”
Yun Zishu was silent for a moment, and her tone was a little strange: "Don't you think two years old is too early? You should at least wait until you are five years old."
When they are two or three years old, some children have difficulty speaking and walking unsteadily, making them inappropriate.
Si Cang frowned: "I remember that many children in Shadow Pavilion were sent there when they were two or three years old."
"Training a crown prince is different from that of the Shadow Pavilion. What's more, those who can be sent to the Shadow Pavilion are orphans or bought children from all over the world. They have suffered many hardships since childhood and have a harder life than anyone else." Yun Zishu thought of the past.
, I felt that Sicang was lucky to be blessed by God to survive in the Shadow Pavilion, "Yao'er can't be the same as you were back then."