Duan was not interested in national politics, but just learned to integrate into her husband's life. Although she was the queen, the information she obtained was only the small things that the newspapers and Zhu Cixuan occasionally mentioned. She gradually discovered that there was no possibility that the concubine would interfere in politics at all because no concubine had a comprehensive understanding and could compare with His Majesty the Emperor himself in the long run.

This made Duan unable to discuss issues at an equal position with Zhu Cixuan.

"How is the old fifth brother recently?" Often at this time, Zhu Cixuan will transfer the problem to family affairs so that the couple will not be able to communicate at all. He finally has some understanding of marriage life. He once thought that this relationship was natural and did not need to be managed. Later, he realized that this wife was not fair, especially a wife who was not yet truly mature.

After consciously running a family, at least the queen's personality is always much cheerful than before. She puts her worries in her stomach and does not vomit out, and the situation of brewing full of negative energy gradually decreases. This also improves Zhu Cixuan's life after get off work, and finally takes the first step to a harmonious family.

"Lao Wu is about to be around, it's always a daughter this time." Duan gently stroked his high bulge.

Zhu Cixuan knew that his wife liked her daughter, and at first she was a little bit dismissed, but now it is an open secret. Fortunately, there are four thriving princes on it, so it is not an exaggeration to want a daughter.

There is no such thing as contraception in the royal family. Zhu Cilang and his wife Duan are in good health and have regular routines. Especially Zhu Cilang, who has no preference for alcohol, sex, vocal music, and lives like an ordinary person. He goes to work, gets off work, walks, and exercises every day... It is no wonder that he is "playing perfectly".

"Don't let Kunxing hear this." Zhu Cilang smiled and said, "She gave birth to two of her daughters."

When he thought of his sister-in-law, Duan, he also found it funny. He wanted to have a daughter but couldn't, but his sister-in-law wanted her son but couldn't. It is said that Kunxing built a Buddhist temple at home, which specialized in offering to Guanyin to send his son and begged for a son. He also heard that she took King Yong back to Beijing to give jobs and held a banquet for her. He also served as a concubine at home, just to "steal" her son and raise her own.

This kind of thing seemed very ridiculous to Zhu Cilang, and he even secretly taught Kun Xing a lesson, which made the eldest princess go home with red eyes. However, the person involved, Yong Wang Cilang, had no reaction, but was glad that he did not become his father for no reason, nor did he inexplicably become his son's uncle.

However, other insiders such as the Empress, the Empress's sister, including Chongzhen, Zhou Hou, and Zhang Hou, did not think that Kunxing had any problems doing this, but he also praised it very much. Because Zhu Cixu's son was a blood relative. In addition, it was an "unexpected gain", and his mother was just a concubine, and even if she gave her sister and brother-in-law the incense of the Ao, it was not a special thing.

If there was really no son, the Fu family would have to hold an adopted son who was almost unrelated to blood. How could he be so close?

This ethical relationship made Zhu Cixuan unable to fight against it, so he had to blame himself for being troubled. He gave a picture of a letter to apologize in disguise.

"In fact, it's the same for having children." Zhu Cixuan said.

Queen Duan raised her eyebrows: "It's still different."

Zhu Cilang laughed after he said that.

Now there are many princes and good health. The country is in good health. If the queen is like her uncle, the first son of the queen will be damaged. Other sons will die young, and there will be no fewer people in the court to urge him to accept concubines every day, hoping that the emperor will become a little bee in the flowers. However, this is a vicious cycle. The more you indulge in lust, the worse the sperm quality, the less healthy the child will be, and if there is a slight change, it will die young.

"Now no ministers are staring at my harem. It is all the queen's credit." Zhu Cilang said with a smile.

"It's also the emperor's concern for love." Duan said, his face turned red.

Emperor Longjing is simply a copy of the Xiao Temple. There is only one woman so far, which makes people who don’t know the inside story have more room for imagination. Even the queen’s parents think that their daughter is so generous to others. They secretly come to persuade her several times. During that period, the queen was quite distressed. She was obviously not a jealous woman, so why are there such slanderous words in the world?

As the son grows up day by day, the queen also finds that being a "jealous woman" is also beneficial. Every day, she looks at the kindness of her father and filial son, and can be harmonious and beautiful, without worrying about being slandered behind her. Isn't it a blessing for human relations? Moreover, after several years of marriage to the palace, her dependence on the emperor seems to have increased. Occasionally, the emperor works late overtime, and she can't help but look forward to her husband coming back.

"The emperor's father and mother are coming back." Zhu Cixuan said again: "I said I'm coming to pick up the fifth brother."

"After walking in Jiangnan for so long, it's time to come back and take a rest." The queen touched her stomach and felt that she was still under her care. She thought of her eldest son again and sighed: "The letters Qiu Guan wrote these days made me really anxious."

"What? Isn't it okay?" Zhu Cixuan also read the letters, but did not find any accidents. He just thought that his wife was too sensitive when she was pregnant.

"The word Qiu Guan has not grown up for a long time, so I may have lost much homework." The mother saw that her son was 360 degrees without any blind spots. Even Zhu Cixuan, who valued details so much, ignored the analysis of his son's situation from the perspective of calligraphy.

"Calligraphy has reached a bottleneck. You cannot improve by practicing hard alone, and you must have the secret of heaven." Zhu Cilang laughed as he said himself. However, this was his understanding in this life. Practice alone can only write beautiful characters. However, to become a master of calligraphy like Fu Shan, you need to accumulate life experience and walk out a brand new world in a sudden and transparent place.

Besides, Zhu Ciyang asked Zhu Hegui to go out to play with his grandparents because he wanted him to waste some homework and restore his child's nature, so as not to be bound by prejudices.

"You are still laughing!" Duan said angrily: "The second brother has never been concerned about his studies, and you don't talk about him. He just plays, plays, and plays all day long! He also goes crazy with the two younger ones below."

In fact, the second son Zhu Heqi is more in line with Zhu Cilang's wishes, and it can be seen that this child is more free and generous.

Although there may be some shortcomings in actual work, the general direction may be better suited to the needs of the "Last Longjing Era" a hundred years later. However, the crown prince has no fault. To abolish the eldest son and establish the young son will undoubtedly lead to chaos in the court. Perhaps the reform achievements over the years will be in vain and we must never cause rashness.

"The two young people are only three or five years old, and now they are crazy and grow strong after they become crazy." Zhu Cilang said with a smile.

Duan sighed and said, "When can you not worry about your mother? I have never had a day since I gave birth to my son. I'm afraid I have to worry until I'm old."

"Times are different. When these little boys are driven out one by one by one when they are eighteen years old, don't worry none of us. I don't believe they will starve to death." Zhu Cixuan said.

"This is... my son has to leave when he grows up, how can he stay with his parents forever?" Duan said this, but his eyes were a little desolate, and his eyes turned to his husband and said, "Old Master, why don't you see who has a future? I will follow the old example of King Yong and be the governor of the border barbarians?"

It is definitely not the royal relatives' turn to the country. In fact, even civil servants now have few governors. Because the governor has too much power, it is almost the military and civilians who are arrested by the army and the civilians, which makes the emperor, the cabinet, and the department insecure. Therefore, as long as the province is settled, there will be no governors, and even fewer governors will be reduced.

Later, the three departments in the Ming Dynasty were destined to become more and more important, ensuring the balance and constraints of power. At the same time, fields such as the Censorate, the Maritime Bureau, and the State Taxation were all vertically managed by the central government, which greatly strengthened the imperial court's control over the local area and ensured the national mobilization ability.

The newly developed provinces are too far away, or the ethnic origins are too complex. In the era without telephone and telegram, the central court could not manage them even if they wanted to. Now, the Civil Affairs Officer sent by the court is just a decoration and is only responsible for "duty-free and service-free" - the collection will definitely not be able to collect much. Being able to "free" can be considered as direct management.

"The border governor is not that easy to do." Zhu Cixuan said: "Look at that time, I am actually considering the issue of the title of the title. It really doesn't work. From these small groups of people, the royal family began to impose a title, and they will be denied a country."

The princes of the Ming Dynasty were originally granted real titles and had military and political power in their fiefs. Otherwise, Chengzu would not have the chance to raise an army.

Later, the rise of civil servants and the influence of the Jingnan Campaign, the princes changed from real seal to half-fixed and half-fixed feudal states. This kind of feudal state has real land, and the prince can obtain the benefits of the land, but has no military power. Compared with the real virtual seal, only receiving salary but not occupying land. Although the power is great, the constraints are deep.

Queen Duan was happy after hearing this: "It's enough to be able to seal the seal so as not to run so far."

——Stop running too far to harm the people.

Zhu Cilang added in his heart. Although he was his own son, and the emperors since Qin Shihuang probably did not have as much effort as he had injected in education, Zhu Cilang still could not trust human nature easily. When he was without restraint and had power, his depravity was almost certain.

Even myself, wouldn’t I ever think of migrating the people of Qin and Jin savagely, and would rather die on the way than leave behind nourishing the thieves?

...

"No! No! I want a country of my own!" Zhu Heqi grabbed Zhu Cixuan's sleeve, looking stern, and almost half-kneeled on the ground. Fortunately, the quality of the dragon robe was excellent, otherwise even the sleeves would have been torn off long ago.

"I want to go overseas like Li Jun to fight for a world and become a real king." Zhu Heqi looked up at his father without any fear.

Although Zhu Cilang is strict with his son, he has never beaten and scolded him. At most, he is severely scolded. Some people are born with weak tolerance and cry when they say a few heavy words - like the crown prince; some people are born with strong tolerance and are scolded like insects and birds, and they are fine - such as Zhu Heqi, the second son of the emperor.

"Li Jun?" Zhu Ciyang's first reaction was a Jinshi during the Chenghua period, but this person died in the Hongzhi period and was appointed as an official in Shanxi to participate in politics, which was not at all related.

"Have your father never read "Water Margin"?" Zhu Heqi suddenly stood up, his eyes almost narrowed into a slit: "There are still books that your father never read? Haha, Li Jun was originally a hero on the Xunyang River. He sat on the 26th chair of Liangshan, and was called Hunjianglong! He was very good at water kung fu. After he settled Fang La with Song Jiang, he returned to Beijing to receive rewards, but pretended to have a stroke in Suzhou, and left the brothers Tong Wei and Tong Meng, and built a sea boat to Siam to become the king! This is worth the name of a hero!"

Zhu Heqi was dancing while talking, his face full of excitement.

Zhu Cilang was quite helpless: "The father only saw the gathering of Liangshan."

"Father, the back is so beautiful... Oh, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Heqi was in high spirits when the little eunuch beside him suddenly fell to the ground, sweating profusely, his face was bloodless, and his lips were already blue.

Zhu Cilang was also shocked. He thought it was a sudden heart disease, so he hurriedly said, "Don't touch anyone, just call the doctor over quickly."

The little eunuch simply curled up and wanted to die... What a sin to seduce the prince to be possessed by reading "Water Margin"!

Zhu Heqi was also scared and grabbed the hem of the dragon robe tightly. He saw a group of doctors carrying the eunuch away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"In the future, if someone has an accident around you, don't rush to touch him first. Just ask the doctor to see him." Zhu Cixuan said to his son.

Zhu Heqi nodded and said, "He has no such problem on weekdays. He can sing twice when he is in anger." The young man's heart was in the sky. As soon as Zhu Heqi finished talking about the eunuch, he said, "Father, is Siam ours now?"

"No." Zhu Cilang shook his head and said, "Li Jun is a false thing in the story book, and he cannot be true. He is also a country with orderly inheritance and orderly grammar."

"Then can I go to be the King of Siam?" Zhu Heqi jumped and said, "I will take two heroes in one boat. Father, can I go?"

Zhu Ciyang didn’t know whether he should worry more about the eldest or the second. Why can the same parents, the same way of treating each other, the same teacher, the same book... teach people who are so different?

"When you are eighteen years old, your father will give you ten big sea boats, and you will be able to bring you as many heroes." Zhu Cilang gently touched his son's corner and added: "But the temple of destroying people still needs to be supported by righteousness, and it cannot be regarded as a hobby."

"My son knows." Zhu Heqi was so excited that he could not roll around locally.

"Do you know what righteousness is?" Zhu Cixuan was a little surprised.

"Great righteousness is to practice the way for heaven!" Zhu Heqi shouted.

Zhu Cilang nodded and said nothing.

——I should have guessed it long ago.

The emperor thought to himself.

...

In April of the eighth year of Longjing, His Majesty the Emperor suddenly ordered the large library to modify and compile market novels such as "Journey to the West", "The Water Margin of Loyalty and Righteousness", "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and "Jin Ping Mei", and deleted the very pornographic and violent descriptions of them, so that they could be accepted by the public. Then they were published and named: Huangming Novel Album.

On the side of the book box of this set of books, it is specially marked with engraved regular script: it is suitable for young people to read books.

This set of deleted "clean books" is indeed unpopular on the market. Except for the strict orders of libraries in various places, only these clean books are allowed to be borrowed by people, other people who are able to buy books still prefer original works. Until they discovered that the version of the large library is more exquisite than other publications, it was accepted by some library collectors.

Zhu Heqi was the only one among the princes who got the first edition of the first engraving book, and was very happy. He also had a painting of a painting written by his father and emperor, and the inscription was "It is beneficial to open the book", so the book and bookmarks were carefully preserved by Zhu Heqi, and finally it was included in the Royal Library as treasures three hundred years later.

That children's reading picture with the head combed is also Zhu Cixuan's only painting in his life. It has no artistic value, it is just a gift from a father to his son.

...

When Zhang Youquan was imprisoned in prison, many people came. They did not come to ask about the details of the incident that day, but focused on what Zhang Youquan thought at that time. Although these people were not wearing military uniforms, their military identity could still be seen in their words and deeds.

This is a senior trainee sent by the General Training Department. They are studying a newly emerging discipline: psychology.

Why do people think so? Why do they do such behavior? What are the factors? How to take advantage of the situation?

All of these have practical purposes, that is, to have a deeper understanding of the human heart and thus consolidate the position in thought. For the instructors, their enemies are not aliens holding swords and guns, but unpredictable inner demons.

"You knew what you were doing?"

"Are you angry?"

"Do you tremble your hands? What are you thinking in your mind?"

...

"I didn't think about anything, I saw him being an enemy of me in front of me, and for some reason I wanted to kill him." Zhang Youquan replied sincerely: "I was not angry, and my hands didn't tremble. I felt like I was on the battlefield. I had to go like this and couldn't avoid it."

This sincere reply was finally accepted by the General Training Department because it was not Zhang Youquan who committed the felony crime, but his situation attracted attention. The General Training Department tracked the information of retired soldiers over the past few years and found that there were sixteen murders committed by retired soldiers, and the common points were violent attacks caused by disputes. As for suspected cases, there were hundreds of them.

The criminals did not lose their minds, and they could be said to be in a state of "calm murder".

"Is our killing education so successful?" The instructors of the General Training Department finally found that the root cause is probably in ideological education.

In the era of array shooting, any fear and self will lead to the formation collapse.

Eliminating oneself, eliminating fear, and letting the soldiers go to battle is like being on the verge of work. This is the ideological education concept that the General Training Department has always adhered to.

The soldiers trained in this way have a combat power that is more than a hundred times stronger than the passionate hero. They can almost be said to be a cold-blooded killing machine. Once the attack point is touched, they can quietly put down their chopsticks to kill the enemy in front of them, and then pick up the chopsticks to continue eating.

This mental illness was eventually accepted by Dali Temple, citing the criminal law that "crazy patients kill mortals, such as the crime of negligent injury."

In June of the eighth year of Longjing, Zhang Youquan was prosecuted for "negative injury to cause death" and sentenced to exile in Yongming City, Haixi, to settle down and not be allowed to enter the pass for life.

In the same year, Shen Dacheng and his family settled in Yongming City, and registered with Zhang Youquan with "Zhang Youquan Gummy Shoe Shop" and officially produced rubber-soled shoes and boots.

This is the birth of Huangming Shoe Industry Group. (To be continued...)

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