Having a son means that Liu Che has the premise that he can lead troops to fight. He was originally a pity because the son was not a daughter, but when he held the child and thought about it, Liu Che thought a lot more.

Whether the queen can have children is still a question. In the future, the son in her arms may inherit the throne. This urgent short moment made Liu Che not have time to think about it carefully. His mind was already out of the sky, and he was just hugging his infant son, very happy.

The different scenery of conquering foreign countries made Liu Che's blood surge. He longed to see the customs of identifying the country, and also wanted to see the barbarian customs under the washing of the Han people, exuding the color of civilization, blending them together, and thus expanding the prosperity of the Han court!

As he thought about it, Liu Che turned his gaze to Wei Zifu and gently placed his son beside his mother, that is, Wei Zifu's side.

He brushed off the fine sweat from Wei Zifu's forehead, stuffed his little hand outside the quilt into the quilt, and said gently: "It's better to pay attention to it if the weather is cold, it will be bad if the wind and cold are felt."

"Well, I understand!"

"Hehe, be obedient!"

"Everyone prefers to give birth to a boy, and the palace is not a half-lose, or even better. Now that I have a son, the empress dowager should relax!" Wei Zifu turned his head and smiled.

"Oh? What if I'm not happy?"

"Your Majesty has the world in mind, how can you not be able to get along with me, a little girl?" Wei Zifu said with a bitter face.

His hand flew over Wei Zifu's black hair and joked: "My son, why do you think about others and forget yourself?"

"His Majesty……"

"Hahaha"

He teased his son, and then smiled after a moment, "Your Majesty has time to see me, you can do it anytime, but before that, Your Majesty should give the emperor a name first!"

"Well! The emperor needs to have a loud name! But let me think about it, what name should I choose?" Liu Che stood up, walked slowly in front of the bed, searching in his mind the words that best express his mood at this moment.

"There was a poem that said: There are brothers, and they cannot be managed. The emperor is my first son and may be a person who will inherit the Han dynasty in the future. He must be more decisive and hesitant, develop an independent and governing character, and must not be submissive and subject to others."

Liu Che turned around and walked towards the bed, suddenly frowned and said, "I have an idea. When Emperor Gaozu wanted to build the capital of Luoyang, Lou Jing once advised: According to the Qin Dynasty, you can block the world's arrogance and suppress the back. I think it is good to name the "Master". In the future, he will have to occupy Chang'an like me and take charge of the world and control the world's pivots."

"Thank you for your grace."

"What are you talking about? My son is my flesh and blood, and you were born ten months pregnant, so why bother thanking me?"

Wei Zifu smiled with relief, his face turned red, and said shyly: "I have been in the palace for so long and have repeatedly received the nectar of Your Majesty. Now I am even more worried about you. I am really ashamed of the holy grace."

"Zifu, don't talk, kiss me!"

“Um…”

After a while, Liu Che stood up under his son's gaze, but he read thoughts from Wei Zifu's eyes when he looked at his son. Sure enough, Wei Zifu spoke after a moment of silence: "I have a disrespectful request, and I also ask the emperor to allow it."

"Is it a matter of looking for a wet nurse? This is a natural thing, so please feel free to be safe."

Wei Zifu shook his head slightly: "I am determined to continue the dragon vein for the emperor. As for other matters, I have never thought about it. I just want to... I want to raise my son myself."

"This...is probably not possible! The princes of our dynasty have always been raised by wet nurses.

I will enthrone my husband in the future. If you raise the prince yourself, can you still give him a good environment? If my son relies on his mother everywhere, and become the eldest brother or even the prince in the future, can he still take on the important task of filming the world?" Liu Che's expression began to become embarrassed and he explained patiently.

Although she knew it was difficult, Wei Zifu still wanted to fight for it. She didn't want her son to lack maternal love in those years when she was young, so she begged with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, can't you grow up safely with me?"

For some reason, Liu Che seemed to be pulled. Once upon a time, when he dreamed of being an orphan in his previous life, his mother also thought about himself in this way, but he never waited.

To be honest, he was embarrassed, "Zifu, aren't you afraid of being criticized?"

"I can guarantee that I will discipline my son well. I am not afraid of being slanted!"

"Then I agree with you..."

Having a hard time getting up from the bed, Wei Zifu held Liu Che's arm tightly and said excitedly: "Your Majesty trusts me so much, I will not be so worldly. If my growth is at all different from what Your Majesty thinks, your Majesty will punish me again."

...

Wei Zifu came out of the Marquis of Pingyang, and she led her husband to the imperial heir, which means that Princess Pingyang will also rise and she will become more and more prosperous in the future, following the line of Wei Zifu, she will also become more noble.

With her influence in the palace since childhood, she keenly felt that with the birth of Liu Ju, everything would change, and the pattern of the court would undergo a new adjustment.

And there is no doubt that the status of the Wei siblings and even the Wei family will rise rapidly, and this sign has begun to appear after Wei Qing went to Nanyue and returned to Beijing.

Liu Ju's birth only accelerated the pace of adjustment.

Everything in the court revolves around the eternal solidarity of the country, rising, falling, rising, falling, and losing, and nothing else. Judging from the current situation, who made God have too much preference for Wei Zifu?

Who will protect Wei Zifu and Liu Ju? Apart from Wei Qing, there is no one else. Wei Qing has outstanding abilities, even when he is young, and both the Empress Dowager and His Majesty can understand this very much. Even if the Empress Dowager looked down on Wei Qing's background in her heart, she could only choose Wei Qing for the sake of the foundation of the Han Dynasty.

The Han Dynasty is a huge net. Everyone in this net must abide by the rules of generations and accept its constraints. Even the empress dowager and the emperor are no exception.

This is how people are. When everything presents great hope, everything that enters the eyes will change its inherent color and become festive.

This is what Princess Pingyang is like. She looks joyful and full of vitality now.

So, when a maid came up to persuade her that it was cold outside and she had to be careful of her health, she felt that this girl had great eyesight and thoughts.

However, she had no intention of going back at all. The dissolution of the icy head of the tile eaves and the melting of the snow on the edge of the corridor seemed to have become a prelude to the arrival of spring, which made her feel comfortable and comfortable.

"Winter is gone, spring is near to your eyes. If you don't believe it, go and take a look. The flowers and plants on the roadside are awakening!" said Princess Pingyang.

The maids squatted down and gently pushed away the snow and moist soil. Sure enough, they found that the roots of the flowers and plants were tender green.
Chapter completed!