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In the quiet and cool Xian'an Palace, bursts of crying babies suddenly sounded.
Everyone looked sideways and saw Ye Qing and Daiyu, each holding a swaddling baby in his arms, coming in under the protection of a group of Zhaorong and Caibin.
Although it was not quite in line with the rules, both Gu Feng and Yin Jun felt relieved.
With their temperaments, they both felt like they could hardly breathe at this moment.
Although Jia Cong did not cry or speak, the sadness in his body spread over time, making people almost despairing and frightened.
They didn¡¯t dare to go forward to persuade, and they knew it would be a waste of words.
After racking their brains, they couldn¡¯t think of a way to solve the current problem. Unexpectedly, Ye Qing and Daiyu were smart.
Although the little princess he brought was not Jia Cong¡¯s favorite little princess, the two little princes were the most beloved by King Wu.
I think it can solve the current situation.
Sure enough, Jia Cong, who had been unresponsive, finally moved slightly after hearing the cry.
Then he turned his face sideways and looked at the person coming.
Ye Qing opened his mouth, thought for a while, and let Daiyu speak first.
She knew that in Jia Cong¡¯s heart, Daiyu¡¯s status could never be surpassed
Daiyu is indeed lovely. She came forward with Dabao in her arms, walked to the dragon bed, and whispered to Jia Cong: "Father, the emperor loves Dabao and Xiaobao the most. Let's take them to see the emperor's grandfather."
Looking at his baby with big eyes still shining with tears in his swaddling clothes, the gloom between Jia Cong's brows finally dissipated a little. He looked at the baby in Ye Qing's arms and nodded slowly.
At this time, Wang Chun finally dared to step forward, bowed and persuaded: "Master, it's late at night, and the dragon hasn't risen in the palace yet, is it"
Gu Feng also said in a low voice: "Your Highness, I am going to send the emperor to the Nuan Pavilion to rest."
After Jia Cong was silent for a moment, he turned to look at King Wu and said softly: "Father, please rest first. I have retired. I will come back tomorrow to pay my respects."
After saying that, after sitting for a while, Fang took the Dabao from Daiyu's hand, nodded slightly with Gu Feng and Yin Jun, and left Xian'an Palace.
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After ten months.
This world will never stop because of a shortage.
"Even the vast majority of the people in Shenjing City did not know what happened that night, nor did they feel anything was wrong with the day.
Even if they heard afterwards that two princes had been killed, few people cared.
In the past two or three years, emperors have died in succession, and princes and princes have died in clusters. As long as it does not harm the people, how many people will care?
It would be better for them to be distracted by rising vegetable prices after winter
"In addition to the common people who don't care, there is also a group of people who, instead of being sad, are actually very secretly happy.
That is the civil servant.
Because as long as King Wu is alive, the threat of being crushed by vulgar warriors will always hang over their heads like a sharp sword.
King Wu is indeed an unparalleled war god, but when it comes to his political management skills, he is a complete mess
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As long as King Wu is around, this situation may happen again.
King Wu is unconscious now, which is not a bad thing.
And even Jia Cong gradually regained his composure.
??At least on the surface, apart from being more calm, it is no different from before.
Daming Palace, Yangxin Palace.
In the Xinuan Pavilion, all the cabinet ministers and Ye Chu, the Minister of War, were present.
Jia Cong, who looked calm, sat on the royal chair. There was a throne in the palace, and the prince and tutor Zhao Qingshan sat alone.
Ye Chu, Minister of the Ministry of War, finished reading the official document in his hand and stood bowed.
Jia Cong nodded slightly and said calmly: "Liu Yaolun submitted the merit request. I heard that some people were dissatisfied and felt that he wanted too much. There were too many people asking for military merit. He also said that the imperial household department did not have that much money. Let's discuss it todayYe Bingbu has just read it over, but I don't hear any problems. If any of you have any opinions, please stand up and say it."
Dong Xin, who was in charge of the Ministry of Household Affairs as a member of the cabinet, was a tough guy when he was a division official in the Ministry of Household Affairs, and many people had trouble with him.
Although he is extremely respectful and loyal to Jia Cong, he still chooses to stick to his position at this moment. Those who have objections to Liu Yaolun's request for credit,?Considering that firearms are not just fancy tricks, but real military weapons.
With this consensus, many things can be discussed openly
As long as the foundation of Confucianism is not shaken, the cabinet does not reject it and selects a group of people to learn the knowledge of the Western Yi.
Of course, even ancestors cannot be worshiped, and Western cults whose divine power is higher than monarchy are absolutely not allowed to spread in Daqian
After discussing from morning to night, and setting a general framework, Jia Cong came to Shouxuan Hall to say good night to the Queen Mother.
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After King Wu fell into deep sleep, the Queen Mother fell ill but recovered quickly.
"Perhaps in her opinion, King Wu has not really left after all, and there is no telling when a miracle will happen.
So I quickly adjusted my mood. I talked and joked with Ye Qing and Daiyu all day long, and my body recovered well.
Jia Cong entered the palace to salute and say hello. Before he knelt down, he was called out by the Queen Mother repeatedly. He invited him to sit on the edge of the phoenix couch and said with a smile on his face: "Yuanshou has gone to court, are you tired?"
Glancing at Ye Qing, who was making fun of him with Daiyu below, Jia Cong smiled and replied: "It's not tiring. Most of the government affairs are handled by the cabinet ministers."
The Queen Mother was obviously very happy and said: "This is good, this is good. Your father was worried before that your delegating power would be fooled by the officials of the previous dynasty. If the power of the Tian family is devolved, it will be a big deal." But Xiao Jiuer said that the prince is the smartest person in the world, and he will never do anything stupid. After watching for a while, your father became relieved. It is better than the exhausting work of your uncle. We should let our ministers contribute more!"
Ye Qing and Daiyu were chuckling below, Jia Cong also smiled, and then the Queen Mother said with a smile: "Yuanshou, before your father went to bed, he specifically asked the Ai family not to forget to draft you. In the past few days, Aijia, Xiaojiu and Yu'er have helped you meet a lot of people. But we feel that it's useless no matter how nice it is. In the end, the prince has to like him! When will Yuan Shou come and see you together? "
Hearing this, Jia Cong twitched the corner of his mouth, suddenly pointed to the imperial court outside the palace, and said, "Hey, it's snowing!"
Everyone's attention was attracted by his "fuss", and they all looked out at the imperial court through the glass palace window.
I saw endless fine snowflakes falling like catkins under the light of a series of glass palace lanterns outside the palace
It¡¯s winter.
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