First Prince of Ming Dynasty

After the three most noble people in the world reached a tacit understanding, all the problems were resolved, and the somewhat depressing atmosphere in the Eastern Palace dissipated immediately. The maids and eunuchs who were closest to the imperial power were naturally extremely sensitive to these matters.

Empress Ma showed a kind smile on her face and said: "The big one has a birthmark like a small sun on his left arm, and the small one has a birthmark like a moon on his right arm. It's not a coincidence."

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed loudly when he heard the words: "As expected of our grandson, the sun and the moon will illuminate the world forever, this is auspicious!"

Zhu Biao couldn't help laughing and said: "It's very auspicious, how is Luo Hua, the queen mother let me go in and take a look."

This is a great thing, the most fearful thing is that the two little ones are exactly the same, it would be great to have a distinction, Zhu Biao originally planned to feed one of them deliberately.

"No, there are no rules. Besides, if you go in, it will only get in the way. The wind and cold will hit the child again. You two, hurry up and go back to the East Palace. I will stay here with Princess Kaiping tonight."

Zhu Biao was scratching his head now, good guy, his East Palace was forcibly taken by the two little ones just after they were born, and his mother and mother-in-law had to guard it here, so he had to go somewhere else tonight.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't wait to say: "Biaoer, you hurry up and change into the court clothes. Let's go to the Fengxian Hall to worship first."

After saying that, Lao Zhu excitedly walked towards Jinshen Hall, where his imperial clothes were still there. As for Zhu Biao's court clothes, most of them were in Chengqian Hall, but fortunately, Wenhua Hall always had spares.

After making an appointment to reunite in Fengxian Hall, Zhu Biao looked at the tightly sealed palace again and walked briskly towards Wenhua Hall. Liu Jin, Liu An and others beside him were extremely excited, and seemed happier than him.

Returning to the Wenhua Palace, Liu Jin went to pick up the court clothes. Zhu Biao sat back and looked at the letter paper where the ink had dried up. When he wrote the letter just now, he didn't have any sons. Now he has two sons. It's really an impermanent world.

Lifting the pen and continuing to write, I also wrote what happened just now. The more I wrote, the more peaceful I felt. Although the two sons were a little surprised, it was actually nothing.

He and the princess are not very old, and there will definitely be children in the future, and they will all be descended from the direct blood. Don't they want to fight?

In the past dynasties, don't care about the concubine or not, if there is a chance, who will not fight?

It is fate to be born in the royal family, how can there be no price for the rich and luxurious clothes and food?

What's more, competition is also a good thing. Too many princes are unscrupulous because they are too comfortable, even if they don't do any good things, they still have a huge support rate. Zhu Biao doesn't agree with the way of raising Gu, but he doesn't want to raise Gu Make a Taiping pig.

To be honest, he has never raised a child, and he is not sure whether he can not cultivate a perfect heir. A good emperor is not necessarily a good father, otherwise he would have been unified forever.

After all, although the influence of acquired education is great, children are born with nature after all. It is not certain which of the two is better, but the eldest is undoubtedly dominant. There is actually no difference between giving birth to a cup of tea early and giving birth to a year or two early. That's the order.

This is fate, for example, if Zhu Biao is not the eldest son, even if he is outstanding in everything, he will never be recognized by Lao Zhu, let alone be established as the crown prince, because rules are far more important than temporary gains and losses.

Establishing a virtuous person is a very subjective matter. The virtuous and virtuous in everyone’s heart is different, and it may even be filled with all kinds of intrigue and conspiracy. After all, people are selfish, and an official who sits on the temple will never be a pure and honest good person , if conditions permit, he will choose the monarch who is most beneficial to him.

The most secure method is to establish a heir and establish a head. For such a huge country, stability is above all else, and internal strife is definitely more destructive than foreign enemies.

Put down the money at the end of the letter, and then hand it to Liu An who was waiting at the side. Zhu Biao stood up and stretched out his hands to let Liu Jin and others change into a solemn court dress for him, with four-clawed golden dragons embroidered on the left and right shoulders and front and back, and the bottom suit was black.

Under the candlelight of the Wenhua Hall, Zhu Biao, set off by the extremely exquisite dragon robe, is like a living god. The eyes of the maids and eunuchs serving around are full of reverence and submission from the bottom of their hearts, even though they know that the emperor and prince need to eat and drink just like them spread…

Zhu Biao stepped out of the Wenhua Hall and walked all the way to Fengxian Hall. Countless court ladies and eunuchs stood on both sides of the road holding lamps. The glazed tiles on the surrounding palaces were dazzling. If you look from a high place outside the palace, you can see the entire palace. Radiates light.

Not halfway through, the solemn and majestic sound of ritual and music sounded, and the sound became louder and louder. It spread from the palace to the outside of Chengtian Gate. There was no need to pass it on.

The guards in the capital immediately mobilized the soldiers, including soldiers and horses, to hang red silk ribbons in all conspicuous places in the capital, and the smarter shops also spontaneously hung red lanterns.

Due to the curfew, the people dare not come out to join in the fun, but they will be happy when they come together tomorrow morning to see the brand new capital city. Not to mention other places in Ming Dynasty, the people's life in the capital city is getting better and better. People dare to squeeze the people under Zhu Yuanzhang's nose.

Zhu Biao walked to the front of Fengxian Hall. It was far brighter than other places, even a little dazzling. The door of the main hall was tightly sealed. There were several waves of phalanxes in front of the hall. Shangshu Shilang is in order.

Zhu Biao solemnly bowed towards the main hall, and then he was surrounded by stars like the moon to the Rouyi Hall beside him, and Lao Zhu was also inside. The father and son looked at each other and then stood still for the officials of the Ministry of Rites to perform.

In fact, it is reasonable to say that there is no need to be so solemn. After all, the emperor has many sons, and there will be many grandchildren in the future. Two things.

But this dynasty is different. The position of the crown prince has been stable to an unprecedented level. Now it is no longer as simple as the emperor's favor. All civil and military ministers submit to the crown prince.

In this way, the child of the Eastern Palace is not just a grandson of the emperor, as long as he can grow up healthy, he will be the future emperor of Ming Dynasty, the heir of the world's most powerful empire.

Zhu Biao was sprinkled with a lot of inexplicable things, and Zhu Yuanzhang on the side was also normal. After the golden basin cleaned his hands, the etiquette and music outside changed, making it appear more profound and natural. Knead the Hall of Instruments.

Outside at this time, not only the officials of the Ministry of Rites, but also the officials of the fifth rank and above in the court have arrived. The solemn civil officials and the mighty military generals are like the early court squad lined up on both sides.

"bye!"

"Your servants congratulate the Holy Spirit for your virtue!"

"bye!"

"The ministers congratulate Sheng Haiyu Xianning"

"Goodbye!"

"I wish you all the blessings of the Holy Spirit!"

After three prayers and congratulations, the gate of Fengxian Hall slowly opened. Zhu Yuanzhang led Zhu Biao and walked in. When the civil and military officials outside kowtowed again, they walked towards the Sheji Altar under the guidance of officials from the Ministry of Rites. Fengxian Hall was not them outsiders. If the ministers can enter, the Sheji Altar is what they are responsible for worshiping.

The officials are gone, but the rites and music can't stop. I'm afraid they will all be here tonight to play rites and music for the ancestors of the Zhu family. In it, Zhu Yuanzhang personally lit the incense, gave some to his son, and then chanted to his ancestors They offer incense and kowtow.

Zhu Biao naturally followed suit, and now he has calmed down, and even felt that the two brats were troublesome, and he was a little disgusted.

But Lao Zhu doesn’t think so. His greatest hope is that God blesses him to live a few more years, so that he can help his son wipe out the imperial court’s arrogant soldiers, clean up the world’s corrupt officials, and give him a stable country. It would be even better to have the opportunity to train the grandson.

Old Zhu is very proud of his ability to educate his son, Zhu Biao is as proud as he is outstanding, look at the prince he has cultivated with his own hands, it is perfect!

In this regard, even the Emperor Qin, Han and Wu would have to back off and feel ashamed. Their Fusu and Liuzhengs are nothing. Look at Laozi's prince, who is resourceful in both civil and military affairs, and the two combined are not comparable.

At this time, Lao Zhu has selectively ignored the next few sons. He may also think that they are useless because I did not train them well. Anyway, they will eat, drink and sleep. It is enough to be a prince of peace.

If he is training his grandson well, then the Ming Dynasty can prosper for at least three generations. Three consecutive generations of wise and stalwart kings are enough to forge a solid dynasty foundation, at least a few hundred years of foundation.

After kneeling for more than half an hour, Zhu Yuanzhang finally finished his private conversation with the ancestors. I don't know whether the ancestors agreed or not. Zhu Biao slightly raised his head to look at the rankings above. In it, there is indeed a feeling of divine clarity.

Zhu Biao also said silently in his heart: "Bless the ancestors, I hope these two children can grow up healthy, and I also hope that they can be brothers and sisters, and they will not fight each other because of the throne in the future. I hope..."

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and looked at his son who was still kneeling on the ground and said: "Biao'er, you must remember to establish a son and a son in the future. We have made a good start so that future children and grandchildren can follow suit. You have read a lot since you were young. Li You also know Tang's lesson."

Zhu Biao breathed out and said, "I understand, father, don't worry."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and said: "The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of meat, which is naturally unfair to the little ones, but there has never been fairness in this world. Since they are born as the descendants of the royal family, they should enjoy the blessings and suffer grievances. This is also their responsibility. .”

Although he hadn't met these two little grandchildren, they were both Zhu Yuanzhang's direct grandchildren, and they were his bloodline with Empress Ma. How could there be any reason not to love them?

But if you don't make a decisive decision at this time, there will be piercing pain in the future, and it will be too late to regret. Zhu Yuanzhang has seen too many in troubled times, begging, fighting south and north, so he will always Unswervingly strengthen the position of the eldest son.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt distressed because he valued blood in his bones. This was due to the characteristics of the times and also because of Zhu Yuanzhang's lonely experience since he was a child. However, Zhu Biao was different. He had the same attitude towards his son and his brothers.

Born as a royal family, he enjoyed inexhaustible blessings since he was a child. He was destined to be prosperous and rich all his life. What kind of fairness do you want? If you all clamor about the unfairness of heaven, how can people outside the palace live?

In short, what I give you is yours, and if you don't give it to you, you have no right to be wronged. If you really have the ability, come and grab it. If you grab it, you are the real skill!

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