Chinese New Year's Eve has come again before you know it.

The streets and alleys of Nanjing are full of joy. After tonight, it will be the third year of Hongye.

When you think about it, the past two years are like a dream.

It is difficult for the people not to associate these good days with the Son of Heaven.

After all, all of this they have achieved is largely due to the Son of Heaven, who has both ability and integrity.

The people were full of gratitude, chanting the benevolence of the Son of Heaven at home, hoping that the coming year would be better.

They don't have too exaggerated expectations for life, they just hope to be able to eat enough and dress warmly every day. It's enough to eat and wear without worrying.

At this moment, in the Kunning Palace of the Forbidden City, Zhu Cihong is spending a good night with the queen.

Because of his busy state affairs, he has not come to see the queen and the crown prince for a long time.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, no matter what, he has to make an exception to come and see and accompany his family.

These are the people he should cherish most in his life, and they must not be easily ignored.

"Your Majesty, it is often said that ordinary people make wishes on Chinese New Year's Eve in good faith for the coming year. Why don't you make a wish, Your Majesty? ”

Tongtang leaned on Zhu Cihong's shoulder and said with tenderness.

Zhu Cihong gently patted the queen's back, and said in an extremely doting tone: "I listen to you, what I want to make is..."

Just when Zhu Cihong was about to speak, Tongtang hurriedly put his finger on his lips.

"Your Majesty's wish will not come true if it is spoken."

"Oh, that's what I made in my heart."

Zhu Cihong closed his eyes and read silently in his heart.

After a moment he opened his eyes and said, "My wish has been granted. ”

"Your Majesty, then the concubine is here."

Tongtang also closed his eyes and began to make a wish.

It's just that he has obviously made a wish for much longer than Zhu Cihong.

It was a long time before she opened her eyes.

"Queen, what is your wish?"

"Your Majesty, didn't the concubine say it, it won't work if you say your wishes."

Tongtang said with half disgust.

"Well, it's my fault."

Zhu Cihong smiled lightly and did not delve into it.

In fact, even if the queen didn't say it, he could probably guess Xu's wish.

is nothing more than related to Zhu Cihong and the prince.

One is her husband and the other is her son, both of whom are the most important people in her life.

"Come on, bring the prince."

In fact, just an hour ago, Zhu Cihong had just hugged the prince. But his son can't be hugged too much, especially at such a lovely age.

Soon the nurse took the little prince out, and Zhu Cihong took it from his hand and hugged him diagonally.

"Yuan'er, what wish do you want to make?"

Seeing that the little guy looked like a tiger, Zhu Cihong was even more happy.

He kissed his son's smooth satin-like face, which made Zhu Heyuan laugh.

Zhu Cihong was even more happy.

The son smiled when he saw him, which was completely different from when he saw other people. The power of this blood and family relationship is really amazing.

"Your Majesty, Yuan'er is still young."

Tongtang didn't know when he suddenly said a word, and his tone was full of maintenance for his son.

"Well, that's what I said casually."

Zhu Cihong hugged his son for a while, and then handed him over to the queen.

"I sometimes wonder what it will be like to defeat the Toyo. Is it really Heqinghai, Yan Sihai, Jingping? ”

Zhu Cihong suddenly sighed: "Later, I also figured it out. It is impossible for one person to arrange everything, not even the Son of Heaven. ”

He paused for a moment before adding, "So I just need to do what is in front of me well." As for what will happen a hundred years from now, won't there be a wall? My children will not do any worse than me. ”

"Your Majesty..."

"The common people often say that their children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and Fu Mo is a horse and cow for his children and grandchildren. It sounds a little rough, but the truth is not. ”

Zhu Cihong rubbed the corners of his forehead lightly and said with emotion: "It has been nearly three hundred years since the Ming Dynasty established itself. I don't know how many dangers I have experienced in the past 300 years, haven't I survived it? ”

"Your Majesty, the concubine understands what you mean, Yuan'er will definitely not disappoint you."

"Yuan'er is still a child. If he wasn't born in the royal family, maybe he could marry a wife, have children, and live an ordinary life. ”

Zhu Cihong paused and sighed: "But he was born in the royal family, which is destined for him to be extraordinary in this life." He has an innate responsibility on his shoulders, and he must carry the sun and the moon on his shoulders and carry the Ming Dynasty forward. ”

As he spoke, the corners of Zhu Cihong's eyes moistened.

"This kid has to give up a lot of things, and I don't know if I owe him anything."

The emperor is not so easy to be, unless he is a mediocre and faint king.

But how could the heir of the Ming Empire, the son of Zhu Cihong, be a faint monarch?

Zhu Cihong will definitely personally inquire about the education of the crown prince.

He certainly wouldn't let his son be influenced by those corrupt Confucians and become a philistine who only understands Confucian articles.

The real emperor must be far-sighted, open-minded, courageous, and responsible, and these are not innate, they need to be cultivated slowly.

Zhu Cihong will personally take charge of his son's education, so it is worth spending more effort.

"Your Majesty does not owe anything to Yuan'er, nor does it owe to your concubines."

Tongtang said softly: "It is a blessing for a concubine to be the wife of His Majesty. Yuan'er can be the son of His Majesty, and it is also the luck of Yuan'er. ”

Zhu Cihong was moved by these words. Family is really the most cherished thing.

"Don't worry, I will definitely leave a prosperous era for Yuan'er."

"The concubine believes in Your Majesty. Your Majesty, let's go enjoy the fireworks. ”

"Okay."

Zhu Cihong nodded lightly.

Every year since he ascended the throne, fireworks have been set off in Nanjing on Chinese New Year's Eve to celebrate, and this year is no exception.

In his opinion, this is a good opportunity to rejoice with the people.

At this moment when the New Year is approaching, the people can temporarily put aside many mundane things and live a few days of relaxed life.

What about emperors?

Although Zhu Cihong is young and vigorous, he is about to be pressed down by the heavy government affairs, and he urgently needs to take a good rest.

The New Year is always good and gives a lot of hope.

Of course, Zhu Cihong also has a wish. His wish is to succeed in the Northern Expedition in the third year of Hongye, recover the lost land and recover Shenjing.

Of course, this wish is not just a matter of lip service. To do this will require many soldiers to pay the price of their blood and lives.

But Zhu thinks it's worth it.

In order to prevent more people from being labeled as slaves at birth, and in order to keep more people from tears in the dust, he had to go on a northern expedition.

If even he, the emperor, has no ambitions, who else can be counted on?

After all, the surname Zhu is still in this world. In this case, he must fulfill his responsibilities as a king.

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