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After that, Zhu Yijun did not summon the Beauty Wang.
After the incident, Zhu Yijun did not go to the Salty Fortune Palace for two or three months, but those people who went around raiding for good fortune were not as likable as the Imperial Consort Zheng. The empress dowager was fat and thin, lively and quiet. Even her limbs were tied in front of the emperor, and she saluted him respectfully.
Of course, Imperial Consort Guo had this kind of personality as well. Before Imperial Consort Zheng, he was the one she liked the most, but she had been unhappy in front of him for the past two years. Zhu Yijun had comforted her before. Imperial Consort Guo could only smile bitterly, and said that it was perhaps because she did not have such good fortune.
Furthermore, the Imperial Consort Zheng has a beautiful face and is very considerate. Now that there's a Little Prince, Zhu Yijun simply could not throw it away and had even summoned the Imperial Consort Zheng to serve him.
Imperial Consort Zheng didn't know why His Majesty hadn't summoned her after such a long time, so she could only look at her with an aggrieved expression while expressing her yearning. Zhu Yijun really didn't know what she was doing this for? ”When the rumors spread outside began to blow up, this concubine knew that His Majesty was going to misunderstand this concubine, but this concubine also had some expectations. In His Majesty's heart, this concubine isn't such a person who doesn't know the importance of matters.”
”Oh, so you're saying that the rumors outside the palace now have nothing to do with you?” Zhu Yijun asked.
Imperial Consort Zheng's heart skipped a beat, but she quickly calmed herself down. If His Majesty knew that she was behind all of this, he would not have met her so quickly. She could only say grievingly, ”Your concubine, your concubine can't say that she was completely innocent.”
”His Majesty knows me. He knows my words, but he didn't mean it. When he speaks in the palace, he would inevitably bring some with him.” Imperial Consort Zheng said aggrievedly, ”It's not all my palace maid, of course I can't take care of her.”
Zhu Yijun thought, who was the one living in the Salty Fortune Palace? Imperial Noble Lady Yu, Honorable Liu, who else? Zhu Yijun couldn't remember right away that he had summoned the Imperial Consort Zheng to forgive her, so he went along with the flow and said, ”If you didn't slip up, how would they go back to legend? ”If you're so unreliable, I won't tell you anything in the future.”
”This concubine was wrong.” Imperial Consort Zheng said coquettishly, ”Your Majesty, please forgive me.”
”Just this once, next time I won't let you pass so easily.” Zhu Yijun said that Imperial Consort Zheng would act like a spoiled child and would usually climb up to the ground. Not long after, her small mouth seemed to have been smeared with honey, which made him extremely happy.
After that, the Imperial Noble Consort Zheng was still as pampered as ever.
Thus, the one year banquet for the third son was very grand.
After the one year old banquet, the courtier began to act jointly, inviting the emperor to stand up as the crown prince, opening the pavilion to study, Zhu Yijun held the imperial report and asked, ”What is the meaning of this?”
”The foundation of the kingdom is established, and the dynasty is extended. The emperor's eldest son is growing up. It is time to study and study, and to walk the path of a sovereign.” Shen Shixing cupped his hands and said.
”A six year old kid, calling himself a sovereign is too early.” Zhu Yijun said, ”The late emperor was over ten years old and had yet to accept the teachings of a sovereign.”
”Emperor Taizu had said that he would establish himself as Emperor without a direct leader. Now that he has no children in the Middle Palace, it would be logical for him to take the Emperor's eldest son as his first son. His Majesty will be the first son of the Emperor.” Emperor Xijue clasped his hands and said.
”How dare you!” Zhu Yijun slapped the table, ”The Central Palace has no children, only temporary. The empress is still young, is this how you curse the empress and I?
Four to five cabinet ministers kneeled one after the other, ”This humble subject dares not.”
Zhu Yijun threw the paper roll on the ground, ”Then, this thing doesn't dare to?”
”Your majesty, courtier naturally also wishes to have the direct son of the Middle Palace. Shen Shixing answered truthfully, ”I'm afraid that before the legitimate son of the Middle Palace arrives, His Majesty will change his name to someone else. According to the annals of history, the dynasty has no loyal officials, and will lose all face.”
”Who else can I change?” Zhu Yijun said.
”Your Majesty, the eldest son of the Imperial Consort Gong's biological father was still just an imperial concubine, but the Imperial Consort Zheng's Empress gave birth to the third son, and was thus established as the Imperial Noble Consort. In terms of etiquette, the Imperial Consort Gong's Empress should have ascended to the Imperial Noble Consort first.”
”The eldest son was only given a name by His Majesty when he was a few years old. Not to mention the Third Prince, even Princess Zhao Yi could not beat him at the one-year banquet. Wang said, ”All of us look forward to producing children from the Middle Palace, but at the moment, the direct son of the Middle Palace is still unreal.”
”What is it? Do you want This Emperor to write you a guarantee? ” Zhu Yijun shouted in anger.
The court official said he did not dare.
Zhu Yijun and the pavilion official parted on bad terms. Zhu Yijun was a little angry, and was prepared to go to Kunning Palace to talk with Wang Rong, to dissipate his frustration for a bit. When he arrived at Kunning Palace, he left extremely quickly, and before palace maid had a chance to report him, he had already entered.
Wang Rong sat on the brick bed, Wuyou chatted with her about how the Old Granny was worried about her body.
Wang Rong He said, ”It's not like my body is really sick. Wait until I give birth to my child, then Grandmother won't have to worry about me anymore.”
”Your Majesty!” Wu Tian brought the soup over, and when he saw the emperor standing in the booth, he immediately kneeled down and shouted.
Wang Rong turned to look at him. Zhu Yijun's expression was terrifyingly gloomy, and Wang Rong's heart sank. Wuyou quickly knelt down to pay her respects. Wang Rong stood up to welcome him, ”Why is her majesty here?
”What does that mean?” Zhu Yijun looked at her and said.
”Nope.” Wang Rong pretended to be calm and said, ”I told the little girl that my grandmother was worried, and that I had to be told that I was not sick to make her feel at ease.”
”No.” Zhu Yijun shook his head, ”Men, go get Xu Duzhong.”
”Does Your Majesty think that I was pretending to be sick?” Wang Rong He said, ”I pretend to be sick, but what do I want? I still haven't given birth to a single son, and it's not as if His Majesty is sick of me, so why would I bother coming here? ”
”Yes, why do you bother?” Zhu Yijun said.
He had no way to describe the state of mind that had never been sick when he heard that. It was as if a bucket of ice water had been gulped down from the top of his head, instantly freezing him awake. If he was willing, he could be fooled by Wang Rong, who had always been eloquent, and knew very well how to convince him.
He should have believed her explanation, either because he was distracted or because he hadn't heard the context, so why should he hold on to it?