Since the emperor had already figured out the joints, he happily agreed to Wuyanguo's marriage proposal on the morning of the second day.

Let the Ministry of Rites begin to prepare for the dowry of the eldest princess, and at the same time, a new problem is ushered in.

Since the marriage proposal was successful, His Royal Highness Rui'er naturally wanted to marry as the eldest princess, but there has been no official canonization.

This canonization ceremony requires special preparations, and these are still in the second place.

The most important thing is that at the ceremony of canonizing the eldest princess, where should Concubine Shu be placed?

And in the past five years, Ji Fansheng's biological father has not been officially posthumously named the emperor.

When Ji Fansheng hurriedly ascended the throne, he gave his biological father the title of King Chiayi, but for Ji Fansheng, it was unorthodox after all.

If you investigate it carefully, it seems that King Chiayi succeeded his son to Emperor Anlie, but there is no son in the world who has become the emperor, but he does not posthumously crown his biological father as the emperor.

Ji Fansheng was born as a cloth merchant, and he has always been profitable in the end, and he does not value his fame.

But this is already the summer of Hongqing's fifth year, and after the throne is stable, other thoughts slowly float up.

This annual Taimiao sacrifice is dedicated to a bunch of deceased ancestors, and even the tablet of the deceased Empress Dowager Jiang has entered the Taimiao, but the tablet of his biological father is not in it.

My mother muttered a few times, saying that Quanxia was going to be buried with Emperor An Lie.

This is a big deal, my mother has been chaste all her life, is it possible that when she arrives at the spring, she wants to go to the mausoleum of Emperor An Lie to live temporarily?

Unreasonable, and even more unruly.

Therefore, taking the opportunity of canonizing the eldest princess, Ji Fansheng tentatively proposed for the first time that he wanted to posthumously crown his father as the emperor.

In advance, he didn't discuss it with Hengying, feeling that this was just a trivial matter, he was just negligent before, but now he finally has the energy, and it's time to do it.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he spoke, he was strongly opposed by the ministers.

He had already prepared for the opposition of those old antiques, but he didn't expect that even the new Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, the champion of the system he selected, would oppose his proposal.

Kong and De are scholars, citing scriptures, from the "Book of Filial Piety" to the "Great Rites", they all believe that since the emperor inherited the unification of Emperor An Lie, he naturally should respect Emperor An Lie as his father.

This is also the core of etiquette, that is, patriarchy is greater than blood.

But Ji Fansheng didn't want to listen to his ramblings, so he only asked, "I am the emperor, why can my biological father only be King Chiayi?" ”

The loyal ministers looked at each other, and they were unwilling to defend themselves with the emperor head-on.

But they all opposed the emperor's proposal, whether it was posthumously giving the emperor's name to his biological father, or canonizing the queen mother to his mother.

Ji Fansheng originally thought, otherwise, he would bypass the matter of his biological father and canonize his mother as the queen mother first, so that the husband of the queen mother is naturally the emperor and can also be justified.

But the ministers seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and refused to accept anything.

After a few back and forth, no matter what Ji Fansheng said, the other party quoted scriptures and classics, and pressed him with the rules of his ancestors, making him breathless.

Frustrated, he had to retreat to rest.

Back at the Guande Palace, he was still holding his breath uncomfortably.

I don't know what these people's heads are made of, but it is said that it is elm that humiliates elm. At least elm is still hard and a good wood.

Xiao Dezi saw that the emperor was not in a good mood, and he didn't dare to raise his voice, so he only served a few small snacks according to the emperor's favorite appearance, and brewed a pot of plum tea on the side.

Ji Fansheng saw the plum tea, but it was too hot, and asked Xiao Dezi to throw the ice cubes in, so he picked it up and drank two sips, saying that he felt more comfortable.

"Your Majesty, what's going on today, why are you so angry?"

Xiao Dezi saw that the emperor was relieved, so he dared to ask.

Ji Fansheng waved his hand, "Don't say it, it's all stupid things that make me angry." ”

Xiao Dezi said again: "Why don't Your Majesty go to Chonghua Hall for a walk, I heard that Pei Shuyuan is about to give birth." "52 Literature

"Really? So soon, it's time for the day? ”

"It's still a few days, but Pei Shuyuan has always felt abdominal pain recently, and the doctor said that it was caused by heat, so it may be just these two days.

If you go over and take a look, you can comfort her. ”

The emperor glanced at Xiao Dezi coldly, "What kind of benefits have you received from the Chonghua Palace, and you have become so diligent." ”

Xiao Dezi immediately knelt down, and his voice began to tremble, in the past six months, he had indeed walked more towards Chonghua Palace.

Especially on the days when the emperor went on patrol, he didn't go with him, but stayed in the palace.

The emperor's sentence of accountability is indeed a bit heavy.

"Your Majesty, the villain doesn't dare, don't dare, this is the master of the Chonghua Hall who is pregnant with a dragonborn, this fetus is really important, you better go and have a look."

I don't know about the previous dynasty, but with an heir, there will be sacrifices in the temple in the future.

That's the biggest thing. ”

When Ji Fansheng heard it, he also had some truth.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, "That's it, get up." I'm going to take a look, is this really just the past two days? ”

Xiao Dezi raised his head, still with a bitter face, "How dare you deceive, these are all said by the imperial doctors."

Don't say I can't read, I don't know how to heal, and I haven't given birth.

I saw that Pei Shuyuan's belly was as big as a bucket, and it was very difficult for her to move. ”

"Well, I guess it's pretty much the same."

The emperor raised his feet and left, and Xiao Dezi hurriedly got up from the ground, ran a few steps, and followed.

In the Chonghua Palace, Pei Shuyuan was drinking afternoon tea, in addition to her inconvenience in the past two days, she was better than a few days ago.

Suddenly, when she saw the emperor coming in from outside, she was overjoyed, and she didn't know which wind blew the emperor in.

She struggled to get up and salute, but her body was so heavy that she couldn't get up after moving for a long time.

Seeing this, the emperor hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Your belly is so big, you have to pay more attention."

When Pei Shuyuan heard this, she seemed to be greatly comforted, and swept away all the grievances she had been suffering from for several months.

Her face was full of joy, and her round chin was much more fleshy than before, but it looked pleasing to the eye at the moment.

About a maternal glow that shines in her.

Her whole body was shining warmly, and Ji Fansheng suddenly thought that her mother had worked so hard to conceive herself back then.

It's a pity that now I don't even have the title of queen mother.

This group of old-fashioned ministers, fighting with them is really exhausting.

"Yuji, you've worked hard."

Pei Shuyuan suddenly heard the emperor say such tender words, and her eyes turned red all of a sudden.

"Your Majesty, it is the duty of the concubine to be able to prolong the heirs for the royal family, and it is the glory of the concubines.

I don't dare to say that it is hard, if I want to say that it is hard, who in this palace can work harder than the concubine?

It's long overdue for her to go one step further, and to have a better title. ”

Pei Shuyuan didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and at this time, it was extremely pleasant to listen to the emperor's ears.