Outside the Qianqing Palace, on the boundary between the inner and outer courts, a group of high-ranking civil and military officials listened to the words of the inner supervisor, and their expressions were slightly relaxed.

They already represent the highest level of the Ming Dynasty, and if they are taught a lesson by the emperor in public on the issue of 'morality', everyone will be shameless, and no one will be 'ashamed' to resign.

At this time, any disturbance will have an unpredictable impact on the court situation, but fortunately, the emperor in the palace is quite rational and does not let them not get off the stage.

Bi Ziyan and the others have discussed with the governors before, this time his face was gentle, and he said with a warm spring breeze, "Tomorrow is a big martial arts, it is estimated that the emperor will have to be busy for a few days, let's discuss it again, the problem will eventually be solved, and the state affairs cannot be wasted because of us." ”

Fu Changzong, Zhou Yingqiu and the others were not so stiff on their faces, and they all echoed: "What the adults said is true. ”

The governors all had a restrained smile on their faces, looking very strange and awkward.

A group of people left the palace one after another, although they had their own thoughts, they were also peaceful.

Zhu Xu came out of Cining Palace, went to Renshou Palace, then went to Fengzao Palace, and stayed in Zhilan Palace for a while, and finally transferred back to Kunning Palace.

In the final analysis, it is still the honeymoon period for the emperor's wedding, but there are many complicated things, and the two of them can't enjoy it in peace.

Zhu Xu was lying in the East Warm Pavilion, Zhang Yun's bedroom, looking at Bi Ziyan and others' joint 'plea' recital, with an unfathomable smile on the corner of his mouth.

In this notebook, Bi Ziyan and others profoundly analyzed the problems that Zhu Xu talked about before, and reflected on their 'just too much sexuality, no tolerance for people, a heart of forgiveness, and a sense of acceptance, so that government affairs were abolished and the situation was turbulent', and in the future, they should 'be open-minded, desireless and rigid, inclusive, and pragmatic'.

Zhu Xu looked at this notebook again and again, and he was also emotional.

The uprightness of the Ming civil officials is not awkward, and it is difficult to distinguish the pros and cons from each other. However, the corruption of the political situation of the Ming Dynasty, the character of the civil officials is the majority, in the pursuit of the ultimate 'holy virtue' at the same time, ignoring the needs of reality, divorced from reality, too many government affairs are empty, vain, and unrealistic, not only can not develop according to their expectations, but will become worse and worse, the cycle repeats, straight into the abyss, and cannot be redeemed.

"I hope they can have the right understanding and change......

Zhu Xu wrote the notebook and muttered to himself. If the civil officials can be more harmonious and less overkill, it will be a great luck for the Ming Dynasty.

Not far away, Zhang Yun was removing her makeup, and for a while, she walked up in her underwear, lay down in Zhu Xu, next to Zhu Xu, and said with bright eyes: "Your Majesty, are you resting?" ”

The notebook in Zhu Xu's hand was immediately thrown out, and his hands reached towards Zhang Yun's delicate body.

Zhang Yunqiao's face was slightly red, and she hurriedly took his hand and said, "Your Majesty, the concubine has something to say." ”

Zhu Xu squinted, smiled at the corner of his face, pounced over, and pressed Zhang Yun under him: "I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Hmm......" Zhang Yun struggled a few times, and Zhu Xu did whatever he wanted.

The two of them are newlyweds, and they have never slept well, and they have to go to Jingdong Daying the next day, tossing twice, and the two are not sleepy, hugging each other and whispering.

From the time the two met to the first day of the wedding, every word you said to me was a boudoir love talk that was not humane to outsiders.

This also made the relationship between the two more harmonious and their hearts closer.

Then he talked about the women in the palace and the matter of continuing to draft women, Zhang Yun said softly: "Your Majesty, the palace is indeed a little deserted, Sister Hai is still Mongolian, and the heirs are also thin, the idea of the concubines, when the emperor is busy for a while, the concubines will be in charge, at least five more people must be admitted to the palace, so as to ensure that the imperial heirs continue to be stable and ...... society."

The heirs of the imperial family are tied to the national society, and if the emperor's heirs are not many, or if they are cut off, it will inevitably cause all kinds of incidents and threaten the stability of the country.

Chengzu's usurpation, Yingzong's restoration, King Ning's rebellion, etc., are all related to this.

This kind of primogeniture inheritance system, although it cannot choose the best successor, can avoid the internal friction of the clan, courtiers, and even the country, which is the most appropriate way to do it at present.

However, Zhu Xu really didn't have much interest in women, thought about it, and said: "Let's put this matter aside for now, there are too many things this year, I can't distract myself, we are all still young, there are opportunities, let's work hard." ”

Zhang Yunqiao glared at Zhu Xu with a crimson face, and then said, "There are ...... The Queen Mother mentioned to me yesterday about Sister Bu, she should be about to give birth, the Queen Mother...... Ask me what I plan. ”

Zhu Xu's body moved, hugged Zhang Yun tightly, slowed down for a while, and said, "Bumu Butai...... She is a little special, wait a minute, after the child is born, you send someone to take care of it for half a year, and after half a year, you will take care of it first when you bring it to the palace. ”

Zhang Yun blinked, she had no impression of Bu Mu Butai at all, that is, Empress Dowager Zhang mentioned it a little, listening to Zhu Xu's words, guessing that something might be involved, she didn't say much, and said softly: "Well, the concubine has written it down." ”

The two of them talked for a long time, until a palace maid knocked on the door and said that the time was up.

Zhu Xu and Zhang Yun hurriedly got up, and under the control of the palace maid and the inner supervisor, they changed into the emperor's formal clothes.

Before dawn, the guards of the eight gates of the Forbidden City came in and out, and the sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, which had never been so strict.

Outside the palace, the soldiers of the patrol battalion moved quickly, from the gate of the palace, all the way to the Zhengyang Gate, and then stretched out, heading straight to the east.

Honorable clansmen, civil and military officials, foreign lords, envoys, etc. appeared one after another, arrayed on Chang'an Street outside Chengtianmen, the front, the center, is Zhu Xu's dragon.

The dignified Praetorian Guards stood in the face of majesty, their swords bright, and they were indifferent to slaughter.

And outside the Zhengyang Gate, I don't know how many people are gathering, not only in the capital, but also from the mountains. The east, the mountains, the west, and even the south of Zhili are all for today's most pompous martial arts performance of the Ming Dynasty.

As soon as the hour came, the bell in the palace rang for a long time, followed by the sound of drums and trumpets outside the Chengtian Gate, resounding through half of the capital.

Zhu Xu and Zhang Yun, dressed neatly, went out of the Qianqing Gate, crossed the Noon Gate, and appeared outside the Chengtian Gate in a grand ceremony.

"Ministers see the emperor, long live my emperor."

"Foreign ministers, see His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!"

"The grass people see the emperor, long live my emperor!"

Outside the Chengtian Gate, a group of people bowed down one after another, and the sound was like a tide, stirring up, and it was particularly loud in front of the Chengtian Gate where the sky was about to be bright.

The sky was dark, and at a glance, there were all human heads, densely packed, and I couldn't count how many people there were.

Zhu Xu looked at this group of people calmly, excited in his heart, his eyes were burning, and he waved his big hand: "Flat!" ”

"Emperor Xie!"

These people gradually got up, their eyes still looking straight at the tall dragon.