The autumn wind quietly sends away the sunset, and the winter dew releases the frozen jackdaws, and all this slowly pushes the years and bursts forward.

This was the first month of 139 BC (the second year of Jianyuan), when Liu Che and several ministers talked about general state affairs in Xuanshi Hall, that is, the management of local governments.

"However, the former land of Nanyue was barbarian. The land of the Yi was not well-versed in literature and rituals, and they were not accustomed to the ethics of the Han Dynasty. People were lazy in ethical norms, and barbaric habits were actually broken. Although they had already surrendered, they were repeated at any time. If the migrants were not brought back together, their governance would not be known.

Therefore, according to my foolish opinions, the emperor needs to use both virtue and authority, holding grain in one hand and holding rod in the other hand, so that people can stabilize their hearts and store them freely." Sima Xiangru took Liu Che's words and continued to suggest in an orderly manner.

"Sima Xiangru, what you said reminded me of a person. I don't know that Xiang did this, did you ever hear that Wen Weng was so handsome?"

"I have heard that when the people of Shu County talked about Wen Weng, they praised him for his great development of the Academy and showed his example to His Majesty, and then the official schools were widely spread throughout the world. They all expressed their praise for their immeasurable merits."

"Yes, when Weng Wen was still the prefect of Shu County, I was already the crown prince. The Grand Tutor of Wei had mentioned him many times to me, saying that he had great foresight in teaching the people in front of others.

Weng Weng opened up his schooling in Shu County and became famous, which really had a great influence on me.

At that time, he sent people to the capital to study Confucian classics and related laws and regulations, and then returned to Shu to teach after he finished his studies. He also exempted the enrollment from corvee, and the outstanding ones were assigned to positions of county and county. Therefore, Shu County was elegant in customs and the people knew etiquette.

After I ascended the throne, he submitted a memorial to the court and advised him to establish official schools. I have also asked him to return to the capital many times, using the strengths of a hundred schools of thought to make up for the shortcomings of Confucianism, and sent him to compile several classics. He agreed, but he insisted on resigning and staying in Shu County to educate the officials and the people. I was very moved by it and praised him." Liu Che talked in a leisurely manner.

Dongfang Shuo also had a small opinion on Your Majesty's words, "If the words of the hundred schools of thought can be applied flexibly, it will be Your Majesty's achievements for generations. However, so changeable, it will inevitably be chaotic. Your Majesty, the Confucian scholar, is the leader, and the hundred schools of thought can be reflected in each other. Is it really feasible?"

"It's feasible. All the families may wait a few more years. The talents of each family will be endless. I can protect them!"

Yan Zhu did not listen carefully to the conversation between Dongfang Shuo and His Majesty just now, because Sima Xiangru's story made Yan Zhu fall into deep thought.

He felt more and more that instead of wandering in the capital, he would go back to his hometown to benefit his hometown, do more things for his fellow villagers, and keep his fame behind him, and he would not lose his life.

So he left his seat and came to Liu Che, and said to Liu Che: "When the snow stops and clears, I will set off. Even if the Lan Pass is not connected, I will take a detour south to Nanyue as an official. It is absolutely fine to take Wen Weng as a model, promote education, change customs and solve problems for Your Majesty!"

Yan Zhu said it sincerely. Although the conversation between Liu Che and Dongfang Shuo made him feel much more disappointed, he still thought about it.

Lifting up the wine cup in his hand, Liu Che said seriously: "Since Yan Qing has decided to leave, I will use this wine to see you off. The journey here is long, and you should always think about returning to Beijing to meet me again!"

Sima Xiangru and Dongfang Shuo also hurriedly stood up when they saw this. For a moment, the king and his ministers drank with each other and their colleagues said goodbye, and the atmosphere became depressed.

Dongfang Shuo could not change his humorous nature at any time. Seeing Yan Zhu's eyes burst into tears and absent-mindedness, he stepped forward and joked: "If you go to Panyu one day to find an adult to shoot, if you lose, you will be punished for drinking! But the soft Wu dialect and Nanyue accent that the adult said at that time, I can't stand it any more."

After saying that, everyone burst into laughter, and the sadness of farewell just now disappeared.

At this time, under the eyes of several people, Bao Sang ran into the hall happily and brought Liu Che a long-awaited good news - Wei Mei's life.

"Is it a man or a woman?" Liu Che asked impatiently.

"The person from Danjingtai said that he gave birth to a little prince."

Sima Xiangru, Dongfang Shuo and Yan Shuo heard the emperor get a dragon son and shouted almost at the same time: "Congratulations to Your Majesty! Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

"It turns out that the prince is the prince..." Liu Che murmured to himself.

Liu Che could no longer hear the congratulations from the three ministers. His mind was now full of Wei Zifu holding the baby. Although he wanted a daughter, reality made him confused...

Before he could put on his hair, he quickly walked out. Bao Sang followed behind and shouted at the top of his throat: "Your Majesty, be careful, the weather is cold, the road is slippery..."

When the three ministers chased out of the hall, Liu Che's carriage had already left the northern palace of Weiyang Palace surrounded by the Yellow Gate and the palace maids, and disappeared into the vast snow.

Looking at the flying snowflakes, Yan Zhu smiled bitterly and said, "Heaven keeps people, and people keeps people. I am afraid that I will not be able to go to Nanyue for the time being when the prince is born."

Lying on the bed, Wei Zifu was still a little tired, and his face was even more pale. Thinking about the scene just now, she felt heart-wrenching.

Every time she roared and tried, could her son hear it? Can her son feel the severe pain?

The loud cry made her fall into silence.

The pain began at dawn. When the mixed pain continued to hit, the only one she called in her heart was His Majesty. But she told Shen Meng not to alarm His Majesty. She did not want to affect His Majesty's management of the government, and she was also afraid of having a little princess and disappointing His Majesty.

Despite this, when she was in unbearable pain, she hoped that Liu Che could hear her call. Wei Zifu was not a person who could only invite favors and be unprofitable. She had been preparing for giving birth to the royal heir for a long time.

If the one who gave birth to a daughter, he would not be able to inherit the country. Although the Imperial Doctor Ling Zeng secretly told her that she might be pregnant with a prince, she was still in panic. What if the one who gave birth to a girl? Will Your Majesty be unhappy?

In the process of thinking about this,

Liu Che's car is here,

Wei Zifu hurriedly asked Shen Meng to go out to greet her.

He hurried to the gate of the hall to welcome His Majesty. Liu Che waved his hand and walked straight in. Shen Meng hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Please come here with my maid." As she said that, she led Liu Che to the charcoal basin for heating.

"Why are you? I want to see my husband, but you let me wait here." Liu Che said unhappily.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Physician Order (Female Imperial Physician Order) said that the prince had just been born and must not be affected by the cold. Please visit the prince after he keeps warm and drives away the cold." Shen Meng persuaded him with a pursed lips.

"So I was reckless." After a embarrassed smile, Liu Che stopped talking.

After waiting for about half a moment, Liu Che came to Wei Zifu's bed happily. The prince had just woken up and saw Liu Che, and his little faces were wrinkled together, which looked a little funny.

Liu Che hugged the prince with his warm-baked arms, and for the first time he felt the joy of being a father. He was talking to Wei Zifu while teasing his son.

Lying quietly beside her, Wei Zifu silently felt every warm smile and every kind words of Liu Che with a gentle feeling and a peaceful mind.
Chapter completed!