My father Yong Le Emperor, you let me keep a low profile

Chapter 90

"This is... my cub?"

Yue Wangfu.

Zhu Gaoyu, who had changed his clothes, was holding a little guy in his hands, like holding a bomb.

The two of you are staring, you look at me, I look at you, the eyes are full of curiosity.

Zhang Yue, who had given birth to a child, faded away, and Zhang Yue, who was full of maternal brilliance, said angrily: "Your Highness, this is a suspicion of concubine status."

Zhu Gaoyu held the little guy carefully and shook his head repeatedly.

"Ma'am, don't worry, I didn't mean that, it's just a little too pleasantly surprised."

I became a father myself.

When he returned to the palace and saw his wife holding the little guy, Zhu Gaoyu was in a daze.

Until the little guy entered his arms, he couldn't believe it, and his level had risen to another level.

Zhu Gaoyu was confused, Zuo Jun and the others found out that he was the son of a young prince, and they were all happy to see each other, even happier than Zhu Gaoyu, who is a father.

The birth of this little guy, for their followers, is to see the hope of the future.

Zhu Gaoyu and the princess have been married for nearly 5 years, and they have never had children, which makes Zuo Jun and other followers very worried.

Worried about Zhu Gaoyu's lineage, if there is a problem with the inheritance, then what is the goal of their efforts.

Now that the child was born, and it was still a boy, the worry in their hearts was finally let go, and they could work hard in the future.

"When was it born, why didn't you inform me?"

Slowly accepting the reality of being a father, Zhu Gaoyu looked at the little guy who had been staring at him curiously, and kissed him hard.

But this time, it caused trouble.

Zhu Gaoyu had already started to grow a beard, and when he kissed, the little guy's tender face was pierced by the beard, and he immediately screamed.

"Oh, look at you!"

Gazing at her husband, Zhang Yue hurriedly took her son, patted him lightly to coax him, and at the same time explained: "It's only been a few days since you passed by, my concubine was supposed to have her period, but she didn't come, and you know that my concubine I have been waiting for so many years, so I invited the imperial doctor to come and take a look at it that day."

"After reading it, it was confirmed that it was a happy pulse. I wanted to tell you the good news, but was stopped by my mother."

"The queen mother said that the war is important. Telling you will distract you. We will talk about everything when you come back."

"Later, my sister-in-law stayed with me until this brat was born."

Zhu Gaoyu, who was looking at the little guy cheerfully, hugged his wife with some distress, and kissed his wife lightly on the forehead. Zhu Gaoyu said softly: "It's been so hard for you for so many years."

Zhang Yue's eyes were red, and she leaned against her husband's chest, tears falling like pearls.

Married for several years, has no children.

Not to mention Zhang Yue as the official wife, Zhu Gaoyu also felt a lot of pressure in his heart.

This is in the ancient times when medical treatment was backward. If there is infertility, it can't be cured by medical treatment.

The old man and Empress Xu were also very concerned about this, and they had been seen by famous doctors from the imperial hospital and the people.

As a result, it was concluded that there was nothing wrong with Zhu Gaoyu, Zhang Yue and other wives and concubines.

But there is nothing wrong with my body, but it is worrying to have no children.

Zhu Gaoyu has not made any big moves in the past few years, the main reason is this.

If he has no children in his lineage, then what's the point of his hard work.

As for the sake of the country, for the sake of changing Daming, that is a bragging after success.

If there were no descendants, Zhu Gaoyu wouldn't be so selfless, and would work hard to fight for Daming.

Living a good life every day, enjoying the beauties like clouds, isn't it good to spend a lifetime of debauchery?

But now that this little guy is born, Zhu Gaoyu has a goal to fight for, and the days to come will not be so ordinary.

Not for others, but for this little guy in front of him, Zhu Gaoyu has to fight and fight.

"Did you take a name?"

Looking at the little guy who was already asleep in Zhang Yue's arms, Zhu Gaoyu reached out and touched the little guy's chubby face.

"Not yet. Originally, my father wanted to choose a name, but my mother said that this is your first child, and she wanted you to name him. For this reason, my father was sulking for several days."

As soon as he heard that his son didn't have a name yet and was waiting for him, the father, to get it, Zhu Gaoyu became energetic.

Walking to the desk, he solemnly spread out a piece of rice paper.

Zhang Yue handed the little guy to the maid next to her, and added water and ink for her husband herself.

Holding the brush in his hand, Zhu Gaoyu looked at the little guy and fell into deep thought.

According to the typesetting of the old man's lineage, the little guy is a descendant and follows the five elements, and the last word should be related to soil.

Picking up the pen, he first wrote the word Zhu Zhan, and then under the gaze of everyone, Zhu Gaoyu pondered for a long time before writing down the word "Jin".

"Zhu Zhanjin!"

Looking at the three words on the paper, Zhang Yue read them softly.

Zhu Gaoyu nodded slightly, and explained: "There is a medicine called Viola, which tastes bitter and can be used as a medicine. I hope this child can be like a medicine, which can cure the diseases of Ming Dynasty, drive away evil disasters, and restore the health of all people."

Zhang Yue blinked her beautiful eyes at her husband, her eyes were full of admiration, she never thought that her husband was good at using force, and he was also proficient in literature and pharmacology.

She had never even heard of viola as a medicine before.

"Jin'er, my good son, you will have a name from now on."

Carefully holding up the paper, Zhang Yue waited for the ink to dry and rolled it up, picked up her son and put the paper with the name on it into the little guy's arms.

This piece of paper recording the name will accompany the little guy throughout his life, and will even be brought into the mausoleum in the future.

Because this is his identity proof in this world, it is the imprint left by his parents in this world besides life.

"Susan!"

To decide on the name of the royal child, it is not enough to tell the neighbors, it needs to be reported to the clan mansion.

When the name was sent to the clan's mansion, he quickly asked for instructions and went to the old man's side for approval.

Looking at the name sent up, the old man stroked his chin and fell into thought.

Wearing a crown on his head, what is this brat trying to tell himself?
Empress Xu, who was at the side, nodded first, then fell silent for a while, sighed slightly, and said, "The birth of Zhan Jin has brought a lot of changes to Si'er."

Holding the imperial pen in his hand, the old man was lost in thought. Hearing this, he looked at his wife and said, "If you don't want to see all this, we can take back everything from him. We don't dare to refuse this brat."

"If he wants to hate, let him hate our father."

Empress Xu looked at her husband, opened her mouth for a long time, but finally did not say that sentence.

Although she didn't want to see flesh and blood fratricide, she could understand her husband.

As a wife, since her husband has made a decision, she will fully support her instead of being a stumbling block for him.

Seeing that his wife turned around in silence, but she didn't say that sentence after all, the old man sighed slightly, picked up a pen and wrote a quasi-character on the roster in the Clan Mansion newspaper.

Until this moment, the name of Zhu Gaoyu's eldest son, Zhu Zhanjin, was officially decided.

As long as the child does not die halfway, this name will be with him for the rest of his life, and even because of what the other party has done, it will be recorded in the annals of history and be passed down through the ages.

The news spread quickly, and the first one to receive it was naturally the nearest East Palace Prince's Mansion.

"Oh, what makes you so happy."

Crown Princess Zhang, who was worrying about her son's marriage, saw her husband finish reading a letter with a smile on her face, and asked curiously.

"What else can I do?" Zhu Pangpang raised the letter paper in his hand and said, "I'm happy for the fourth child. He finally has a child. The old man and our mother don't have to worry about it all day long."

"No, the fourth child is very happy. He decided on a name for the child as soon as he got home."

"What's it called, let me see."

The curious princess put down the rosters sent from all over the world, took the letter paper from her husband, and read it.

And at this look, her cheeks with a hint of a smile slowly retracted, and finally frowned tightly.

"Zhu Zhanjin!"

Zhu Pangpang, who was drinking tea, nodded cheerfully.

"The name is good, and it is famous for medicine. It uses its own suffering to drive away evil disasters and save the sickness of the people."

"Ha ha!"

Seeing her husband's heartless appearance, Princess Zhang chuckled lightly, folded the letter paper, and patted it on her husband's chubby chest.

"Yes, saving the lives of all people, but whether it has anything to do with you, the crown prince, I don't know."

Hearing what his wife meant, Zhu Pangpang glared at her secretly, and waved his hands to let all the servants who were serving him go out.

"You, pay attention to what you say in the future. You think so much about a child's name in such a mess. If the old man finds out about it, he will be angry again."

Without other people, Mrs. Zhang couldn't keep the expression on her face anymore. She picked up the roster and threw it on the table again.

"Can you change anything if you know it?"

"The second and third are finally gone, and now that the fourth is back, he is both a soldier and a power."

"If he is dissatisfied with you as the prince, he might as well replace you, and we can all be at peace."

"It doesn't matter if you go back to Peiping or Fengyang, as long as you don't bother us, you can farm."

"How can there be such a father, you are so tired every day, I am so distressed that I shed tears, why can't he, a father, see it."

Mrs. Zhang is gentle and well-known for being virtuous.

But that doesn't mean she can give up anything.

The clay figurines are still on fire.

Being in the royal family, she is very aware of the cruelty of royal struggles.

When her husband won the crown prince, in order to reconcile her brothers, she did not hesitate to get a reputation as a stingy, and cooked a few plates of beans to entertain the three brothers.

The meaning is to tell the three brothers.

It was born from the same root, so why is it too anxious.

At the same time, she also worked hard, often chatting with the three brothers and daughters-in-law, and giving some gifts from time to time to ease the relationship between sisters-in-law.

The second child and the third child have been arguing with their husbands for so many years, but with their mother-in-law, the relationship is not so rigid. The old man admires Zhu Gaoxu on the surface, but in reality he doesn't give him many gifts.

The second child can control the military power when he is fighting, and should he take it back or take it back when he comes back.

In this way, even if the second and third children are making trouble, they will not threaten the husband's status.

But all this changed completely after the fourth child returned from the sea.

The old man seemed to have made a mistake, and gave the fourth child crazy powers, and even gave the fourth child the military power that the East Palace did not have.

And the mother-in-law, who has always supported her husband, also chose to acquiesce in this matter.

She didn't dare to imagine that if one day her husband failed, whether the whole family would still have a chance to survive.

In fact, at the beginning, she still hid these worries in her heart, and at the same time held a trace of luck.

The fourth child has been married for so many years and has never had a child. It may be due to a physical problem.

A prince without offspring has the least chance of competing for the throne. Even if he has the right, he is not a big threat to his husband

But with the birth of Zhu Gaoyu's child, all of this was completely broken, making Mrs. Zhang feel a little flustered.

"Hey, stop talking, stop talking..."

Hearing his wife talking louder and louder, Zhu Pangpang was startled, and quickly reached out to stop her.

If this word reaches the old man's ears, the old man will think about it again.

"Get off!"

Reaching out to open her husband's hand, Mrs. Zhang angrily picked up the roster.

"A family with [-] minds, calculating and calculating all day long, is it interesting? I don't care, when you are abolished later, let's go to the street to beg for food together, live the life of our ancestors, and see when the time comes Who is ashamed."

After speaking, he stopped talking to Zhu Pangpang, turned around and left angrily.

Looking at his wife who was gone, Zhu Pangpang sighed and sat back on the chair.

How could he not know all this.

But what's the use of knowing.

Still the same sentence, as long as the old man is still alive, he has to hold back any thoughts.

As for taking action against Zhu Gaoyu, he didn't even think about it.

There was even a Shandong official who tried to stop the fourth son from recruiting people to flatter him, but he severely reprimanded him, and then told the old man truthfully.

The end is also very simple.

The Shandong official who wanted to flatter him was charged with provoking the royal family, and was sent to Jinyiwei Prison, where he died within three days.

"Father, what's wrong with my mother? She looks very angry."

When Zhu Pangpang was alone, staring at the name on the letter paper in a daze, Zhu Zhanji, who had returned from studying with Yao Guangxiao, walked in sloppyly.

"Son, you're back." Zhu Pangpang showed a smile on his face, waved his hands and said, "Have a few words with me, and I'll go coax you later."

Zhu Zhanji looked out the door, and cautiously approached Zhu Pangpang: "Is it because of my fourth uncle?"

Zhu Pangpang raised his eyebrows, got up with difficulty, walked to the door, and closed the door.

"What did someone say to you?"

Back in his seat, Zhu Pangpang asked Zhu Zhanji seriously.

Facing his father, Zhu Zhanji did not hide anything, and nodded frankly.

"Today, Master Yao told me about Grandpa Jingnan, and finally asked me, if I were Zhu Yunqi, what would I do in the face of a feudal lord like Grandpa?"

Zhu Pangpang asked thoughtfully, "Then why did you think of your fourth uncle?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled, leaned in front of Zhu Pangpang, and pointed to his head.

"Father, this is a head, not a jar, and my son is not a fool."

"Today when my fourth uncle came back, Master Yao suddenly talked about Jing Nan, and the meaning behind it is self-evident."

Zhu Pangpang was silent for a while and then asked: "Then how did you answer?"

Seeing that his father wanted to test himself, Zhu Zhanji smiled confidently, stood up and said, "If I were Zhu Yunqi, I would be the first to personally conscript."

"The soldiers who followed were all forced to rebel. In fact, they didn't want to go on this road at all, but they had already stepped on this road. Knowing that they would die, they could only follow the rebels and fight for the slightest. hope."

"If I lead the expedition personally, I will promise not to hold them accountable, and give rewards to divide and win over, so that the enemy forces will be destroyed by themselves."

Seeing his son's confident appearance, Zhu Pangpang couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

Sure enough, he is still too young, too impulsive, and thinks things too simply, always thinking that the power of the emperor can always suppress everything.

"Father, am I wrong?"

Seeing his father suddenly laughing and shaking his head like Yao Guangxiao, Zhu Zhanji was puzzled.

He felt that his method was already perfect, but it seemed that his father looked down on him like this.

"Did Master Yao comment on your actions?"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head, "No, he said this is today's homework, let me think about it."

"But I don't think there's anything wrong with me."

Zhu Zhanji acted like I think my method is very correct, making Zhu Pangpang shake his head again and again.

I wanted my son to think carefully, but looking at the other party's confused appearance, he might not be able to figure out the reason, so Zhu Pangpang decided to give some advice.

"Actually, many vassal kings who rebel are not because he wants to rebel, but because of the current situation and his subordinates, pushing him to go on this road."

"Just like Jing Nan in the past, if Jianwen chooses to settle with peace, even if he doesn't cut Fanfan from the beginning, your grandfather will not do anything even if he has that kind of thought."

"The reason why you took this road in the later period is that Jianwen forced your grandfather to step on the road of rebellion step by step."

"Besides, the generals who follow your grandfather cannot be fooled with a few words."

"In their thinking, even if they were acquitted at the time, it would be difficult to have a chance of promotion in the future, and if they make a mistake, they will bring up the old matter again and add to the crime."

"So, anyone who follows others on the road of rebellion, unless they are really stupid, will never believe what the court or even the emperor says."

Zhu Zhanji nodded in a daze, then seemed to understand something, and said to himself: "That is to say, if we don't force fourth uncle in the future, fourth uncle will have no reason to rebel in the name of Jing Nan like grandpa."

Hearing this question, Zhu Pangpang fell silent again.

He also asked himself in his heart, if he didn't persecute the fourth child, would Zhu Gaoyu not rebel, and would join hands with his brothers to develop Daming together.

However, is all this possible?
ps: Due to physical reasons, I took a day off yesterday, thank you bosses for your concern.

In addition, explain to those bosses that I am not trying to be pitiful.

If you spend money to read books and give me food, you are my boss. If I, an employee, want to ask for leave, I must explain the reason to you bosses. Otherwise, the bosses will not only lose face, but also feel unhappy.

I apologize again to the bosses. If there are no serious problems in the future, try not to ask for leave. Thank you bosses for your support, thank you small employees!
(End of this chapter)