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Every response from Zhao Hanzhang was focused on Zhang Mao and the soldiers and civilians of Xiliang. The soldiers and civilians of Xiliang who cried sadly because of Zhang Gui's death soon transferred their emotions to Zhao Hanzhang.

“It is said that the general and the emperor have a good relationship, but it turns out they are so good.”

"Of course it's very good. Before the emperor ascended the throne, we were in a food shortage in Xiliang. She sent people to bring food. We were short of people, so she moved many people here."

 Nearly one-third of the people in Xiliang have moved out of the pass. Those years were so difficult that leaving their hometown was the easiest way for them to survive.

 They have deeper and more sincere feelings for Zhang Gui and Zhao Hanzhang.

When they came out of seclusion in fear, Zhang Gui did not regard them as slaves, but directly separated Hanzhou and divided a large state into two to accommodate them as victims of the disaster. .

When they were grateful but panicked, Zhao Hanzhang immediately sent several batches of food, and wrote a letter in person asking them to settle down in Xiliang. If they really couldn't survive, they would return to their hometown and go to Yuzhou, and Zhao Jiajun would definitely find them for them. A place to stay.

Zhang Gui also came to see them in person, saying that they were all brothers in the four seas, that they were of the same blood, and were basically relatives, so that they could settle down in Xiliang with peace of mind.

 So they loved Zhang Gui and Zhao Hanzhang. When they learned that Zhang Gui had died of illness, these people cried bitterly along the street and cried all the way north, wanting to see Zhang Gui off.

This is especially true for the local people in Xiliang. They live a miserable life, but Zhang Gui has always supported them with a sky covered with tiles, which can withstand wind and rain despite the wind and rain.

 At this time, they wanted to take out their hearts and give it to Zhang Gui, and they wanted him to get all the good things in the world.

 Therefore, the mourning and honor after death are extremely heavy.

If the imperial court did not allow Xiliang to hold a large funeral because of His Highness, the soldiers and people of Xiliang would not dare to rebel, but they would definitely be resentful towards the imperial court and towards Zhao Hanzhang.

 But now, Zhao Hanzhang puts Zhang Gui first, and the whole country mourns him. This is a very important honor. Generally, no one except the emperor, empress dowager and prince has this honor.

 This point soothed the pain in the hearts of Xiliang soldiers and civilians.

  Zhao Hanzhang also posthumously awarded him the title of Taiwei.

She once served as a Taiwei. According to the taboo rules, from now on, no one in China will take up the post of Taiwei. Although it is a posthumous gift, it is also a kind of great relationship between you and me. glory.

 Then the posthumous title of "Wu Mu" is the upper posthumous title.

So after this time, the sense of belonging of Xiliang soldiers and people to China and the emperor reached its highest point, and Zhang Mao was also willing to do everything for Zhao Hanzhang.

As soon as the funeral was over, the Ministry of Rites took out the imperial decree and ordered Zhang Mao to inherit the throne of Xiliang and succeed Zhang Gui in managing Xiliang.

 Zhang Mao accepted the order and inherited the throne that month. He then handed over the separated cotton seeds to the envoys and asked them to return to Beijing along with the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

In addition to the seeds, they also brought an invitation form from Zhang Mao. He said that Xiliang was remote and talents were withering, so he requested the court to open more schools in Xiliang so that more students in Xiliang could participate in recruiting talents. passed the exam;

 Second, except for his father and his son, no official in Xiliang was appointed and rewarded by the imperial court. He asked the emperor to reward Xiliang officials.

Ordinary people may think that this is Zhang Mao trying to take credit for Xiliang officials, and that he is trying to push the envelope, but all smart people can tell at a glance that Zhang Mao is letting Xiliang fully integrate into China, and he is handing back Xiliang's right to appoint and reward officials. to the court.

From then on, Xiliang was no longer a vassal state, but a place under the personal jurisdiction of Hua. The king of Xiliang was just a king who managed affairs in Xiliang.

Zhao Hanzhang never expected such a gain. He tightened his fingers on the invitation form and remained silent for a long time.

Ji Yuan was very excited and said to Zhao Hanzhang: "Your Majesty, the King of Xiliang understands righteousness and deserves a heavy reward."

Ming Yu was also very happy, but quickly came to his senses and said: "It is not appropriate to reward me generously at this time. Your Majesty, why not write this down and give me more favors in the future."

 Zhao Hanzhang nodded.

She did not appoint or remove any Xiliang officials at this time. She just issued letters of appointment according to the current officials, and then integrated Xiliang's education system into China. Next year, a new education fund will be allocated to Xiliang, along with Edicts and parts of mr.

Now that the weather is getting cold, she decided to send a censor team to Xiliang next year, mainly to conduct research on official administration, geography and agriculture.

Xiliang is suffering from the bitter cold. To develop, it will definitely need the support of the Central Plains.

Xiliang’s cattle, sheep, horses, and medicinal materials will all be good commodities, but... there are still too few. They are affected by the geographical environment, and their agricultural economic development will be much slower than that of the Central Plains.

 So it is necessary for the imperial court to provide assistance from other places.

 Xiliang is the only route along the Silk Road.

When he was alone, Zhao Hanzhang stood in front of the map, staring at the place in the west in silence. Two years later, Zhao Xin and Zhang Shi still haven't come back.

Zhao Hanzhang sighed and when he heard the voices coming from outside the hall, he looked away from the map and turned to look at the entrance of the hall.

After a while, the voices became clearer and clearer, and footsteps sounded. Tinghe also heard the sound at this time. He glanced at Zhao Hanzhang and hurriedly greeted him out.

After a while, Mrs. Wang came in with the child who had woken up. Mingming was rarely awake. Although he was being held horizontally, his round eyes moved flexibly, staring curiously at the carvings on the beams.

Wang turned around, held her head upright, asked her to face Zhao Hanzhang, and said with a smile: "Mingming, look, who is this? This is your mother-in-law, mother-in-law—"

Zhao Hanzhang looked into the baby's dripping eyes and couldn't help but smile. He grabbed her little finger and squeezed it, "It's snowing outside, why did you bring her here?"

"We are all walking down the corridor, and there are palace people walking on both sides to block the wind. It is not cold at all." Wang said angrily: "You forgot to go back to the back hall when you got busy, and the children couldn't even find you. .”

Zhao Hanzhang said silently: "She sleeps ten of the twelve hours a day, and she spends the longest time awake in the evening. Her father and I are with her. I am the only one who misses her. How old is she?" Do you know that you miss me?"

"Nonsense, it's the nature of a mother and a daughter. Even though she is young now, she can feel what her eyes see and what her body feels." Wang said, "You need to take care of her more, so that she can be closer to you in the future. "

Mrs. Wang felt sorry for the child. She put her into Zhao Hanzhang's arms, pressed her swaddling clothes and said, "She has only had your milk for two months. I feel bad when I think about it."

Tinghe hurriedly said: "Madam, your highness's wet nurse is not doing her best?"

In this era, mothers will personally feed their children, from the poor to the queen. Even if there is a wet nurse in a very noble family, she will feed her child personally for a hundred days. Not only to cultivate the bond between mother and child and comfort the child, but also because people have found that feeding the child in this way has a lower mortality rate and the mother's body will recover faster.

Of course, ordinary people will not think about these things, but rich and well-off families will pay attention and study it.

  After all, the infant mortality rate in this era is really high. For thousands of years, they have discovered that first-born breast milk is the best, especially biological breast milk. Babies will be healthier and stronger after eating it.

 When a mother feeds her child, her physical pain will be relieved and she will recover faster.

There are also ridiculous things that happened from this. I heard that during the Han Dynasty, some royal families sucked human milk, and it must be breast milk within a hundred days of delivery. For this reason, many mothers who were about to give birth were collected.

 And fortunately, this became fashionable in the local area, and many wealthy families followed suit.

Zhao Hanzhang hired four wet nurses for her children, but she also nursed them for two months. Firstly, she gave the child the nutrition of colostrum to make her healthier; secondly, it was for her own good health.

 Now that she has begun to wean herself, she has begun to focus on state affairs.

  She likes children, but doesn’t want to spend most of the day with them.

She feels that the time we spend together now is very good. I hold her and play with her for two-quarters of an hour in the morning when she is most energetic. Then she goes to nurse so that she can sleep, and she goes to court to handle state affairs.

She had slept all day when she came back in the afternoon. In order to sleep better at night, this was the time for her to get to know the world. She and Fu Tinghan talked with her and played with her little hands and feet. Half an hour later, she went to take a shower. While breastfeeding and sleeping, the couple can also do other things.

Isn’t it great to have both family harmony and freedom?

Zhao Hanzhang comforted Wang, "Don't worry, Mom, we are bound by blood, how can we not be close?"

Ms. Wang still felt that she should take care of the child before kissing her. Wasn't she the one who took care of Sanniang and Erlang herself?

She advised: "Anyway, there is a wet nurse around the child. You might as well take the child with you, check on it every day, and ask the wet nurse to do it if you have anything to do."

 Zhao Hanzhang said nothing.

Even though the child is well-behaved, he still cries when it’s time to cry. Zhao Hanzhang just didn’t raise the child himself. It’s not that he doesn’t know how hard it is to raise a child, otherwise he wouldn’t have four wet nurses as standard.

　　Just eating and drinking every day is very tiring. She is discussing matters with the ministers. The child is lying on one side. Sometimes she takes her to change diapers, sometimes to nurse, and sometimes to play with. Is she at work or at home?

Zhao Hanzhang does not feel that this world really belongs to her alone. To put it bluntly, the emperor is a job, a job where she can realize her ambitions and realize her own blueprint.

 Since it is work, public and private matters must be distinguished.

Seeing Zhao Hanzhang's worried expression, Qinggu quickly interrupted Wang's continued persuasion and said with a smile: "My Lady, didn't you come to His Majesty to take care of His Majesty for a hundred days?"

"Ah, yes," Mrs. Wang then remembered and said quickly: "Princess Hongnong gave the child a lot of things. Before, we didn't even have the full moon to celebrate the funeral of the former Xiliang King. Why now? Should we do it properly?"

Zhao Hanzhang turned her head and looked at the snowy sky outside. The twenty-seventh day of national mourning had passed, but she still shook her head, "Invite the princess and the consort into the palace, and our family can celebrate it. Let's wait until she turns one year old."

 Wang felt distressed.

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Don't worry, grandma, her younger brothers and sisters will be like her in the future. They won't do anything about the full moon or the hundredth day, they will only celebrate the first birthday."

 Wang: ...even more distressed.

Zhao Hanzhang knew that her long-term wish had come true. This was the time when she loved Mingming the most. Let alone her, neither she nor Zhao Erlang combined could compare to one of Mingming's fingers.

The nickname she gave her child was Zhuyu, which means like pearls and jade. However, Zhao Hanzhang disliked it as too vulgar and thought Mingming was more appropriate. Her loud cry scared her and Fu Tinghan, so she insisted. Calling and calling.

Mrs. Wang also wanted to let the child live with her, but she was afraid that the child would not be close to Zhao Hanzhang, so she planned to have Zhao Hanzhang play with him during the day, and at night when Zhao Hanzhang needed to recharge his batteries to prepare for the next day's work, she would take him with her. Put the child to sleep.

But Zhao Hanzhang felt that it would be troublesome to carry the child over. It was cold and it was easy to catch a cold. Moreover, changing places day and night would make the child uncomfortable when the scene changed, so she insisted on keeping the child in her back hall.

The front hall and the back hall are connected, but separated by a distance. The palace attendants taking the children in the back hall will not affect the front hall, and she can occasionally go back and take a look.

 In less than three months, the mother and daughter had several arguments about taking care of the child, ranging from the child's feeding and sleeping to the wet nurse's diet and daily life.

 In contrast, Princess Hongnong’s performance of not being far away but not close actually made her more comfortable.

Since she gave birth, Princess Hongnong often went to the palace to see the child, but she never interfered with her taking care of the child. Every time she came to the palace, she only gave her things and looked at the child before leaving.

 Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help but said to Fu Tinghan: "It would be great if my mother could be like the princess."

Fu Tinghan has been making sandwich biscuits for two months, and his expression is as usual. While using colorful hydrangeas to amuse Ming Ming on the bed, he said: "If mother is like a princess, I'm afraid you will be sad and feel that she doesn't care about you."

Zhao Hanzhang swore, "I will never think that way. God, please let her not love Mingming so much."

Fu Tinghan couldn't help laughing, and after thinking for a while, he said: "The national mourning has passed, and it has snowed a few times in the capital. Guo Pu said there will be a few more snows in the second half of the year. I heard people say that the plum trees in the suburbs of Beijing are in bud. The weather has been good these two days, the sun is shining brightly, and the flower buds may be half-open in the second half of the year. You don’t want your mother to always focus on you and the child, so why not let her hold a flower-viewing party and go out of the palace to relax."

Zhao Hanzhang immediately agreed, "It just so happens that the weather is freezing, so we will organize the flower viewing banquet as a charity. The money collected will be donated to Yushantang and poor people everywhere, even if it is just to buy more firewood, clothes and quilts." That’s fine.”

 The royal family’s philanthropic undertakings have always been in the name of the Queen Mother. Because both Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan have real power in the front palace, many charitable investments are made in the name of the Queen Mother.

Zhao Hanzhang wrote down the matter and planned to go to see Wang the next day. Since he had busy work and diverted his attention, the relationship between their mother and daughter should not deteriorate sharply because of the child, right?

Zhao Hanzhang lay down next to the bed and looked at Ming Ming, who was grabbing the colorful ribbon with all his strength. He tapped her soft cheek and said, "It's all your fault. Why are you so popular?"

Mingming seemed to know that her mother was talking to her. She shook her legs excitedly and waved her hands. Then she clenched her little hands and stared with big eyes. Her face suddenly turned red.

Zhao Hanzhang's body stiffened, and Fu Tinghan immediately knelt down and sat up to take her out, saying repeatedly: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute."

Mingming had already exhaled, and a smell immediately filled the hall. She was happy, her face relaxed, she grinned, and she waved her hands happily.

Zhao Hanzhang got out of bed with a normal expression and took two steps back, a little further away from their father and daughter. He turned his head and called out, "Here comes -" (End of this chapter)