Mu Ying glanced at the servants who came to look for him indifferently, and then said indifferently: "Ask the family to prepare a gift, send it to Taisun's Mansion, and give it to Concubine Taisun."

The servants were stunned.

My young lady is pregnant, why should I give gifts to the grandson concubine?

Mu Ying looked at these idiots and couldn't help but snorted: "Go back! Tell the people at home that if anyone dares to talk nonsense, I will kill them all when I return home!"

The servants didn't know what to do for a while, so they could only follow Mu Ying's scolding in confusion, then carefully turned around and left.

After the servants who came to announce the good news left, Mu Ying couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The soldiers guarding Mu Ying came forward and asked, "Should the Marquis meet with His Highness?"

Mu Ying was not angry at the soldiers' arrogant remarks.

These personal soldiers were all brought by him from Yunnan. They were old men who had followed him in the north and south for many years. They were said to be personal soldiers only for serving as errands in the army. In fact, they could be regarded as retainers and generals.

He shook his head: "There will be nothing wrong with Your Highness. Your Highness still has this point of distinction. I'm just afraid that someone will use this to cause trouble and cause unnecessary trouble in the court."

The soldiers looked worried. According to the behavior of the imperial court in recent years, the Xiping Hou Mansion will probably guard Yunnan for generations. As for the Marquis' return to Beijing this time, firstly, it is for the marriage of the young lady and the grandson, and secondly, His Majesty intends to let the Marquis

Return to the capital to be recuperated and work in court.

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But once there are too many disputes between the Mu family and the court, it is never a good thing for the Mu family.

"I heard that your Majesty has repeatedly expressed his hope to have a son soon, both internally and externally, since His Majesty found out. This time, if the young lady gives birth to a son for the Taisun Mansion, I am afraid His Majesty will reward him generously."

Mu Ying's brows had been furrowed since the servants at home had announced the good news, and now they were even more tense. After thinking about it again and again, she whispered in a low voice: "You guys will arrange for a few people to go back to the house tonight, and keep an eye on the house so that they don't come out."

What's going on?"

"Subordinates take orders!"

……

Chinese Army Governor's Mansion.

Because Tang Li still had to take care of the affairs at the martial arts hall, he did not stay on the city wall and never came down. Instead, he would go down the city wall and return to the Yamen to work every few days.

Today, Tang Li had just finished reviewing and approving the local guards' rotation to Beijing next year to join the Beijing army. He got up from his seat with a tired mind and went to the tea table nearby, ready to moisturize his dry mouth and tongue.

I just put the tea leaves into the teapot.

A steward of the family came in from outside and closed the door.

The steward Tang Li was brought to Yingtian City from Fengyang's home to help with everything in the capital.

Seeing the steward arriving, Tang Li first raised his hand and lowered it, signaling the other party to stop first.

When the soup is ready, pour the water into the pot and put it on the stove.

He then raised his head and looked at the steward: "Go ahead."

The steward carefully turned his head and looked around, but saw no one outside, then stepped forward and whispered: "The news I just learned today is that Concubine Mu is pregnant in Taisun's Mansion. Something happened in Taisun's Mansion yesterday.

Manager Yu killed several female officials and maids with a cane and threw them into a mass grave outside early in the morning."

Tang Li frowned: "It's such a happy event, why is there blood?"

The steward took another step forward: "It seems that those people were restless, so they were handed over to Manager Yu by Concubine Taisun. It is also for this reason that the news of Concubine Mu's pregnancy was reported to the concubine Taisun's house today.

It was just spread out."

"Is there anyone restless?" A few gleams of coldness flashed through Tang Li's eyes.

Concubine Taisun is a girl from their Tang family, the surviving daughter of his eldest brother who died fighting for the Ming Dynasty. Some people actually start to feel restless at this time.

Tang Li even sounded a little colder: "Don't publicize these things, the family should be more stable. You go back to the house and keep an eye on it, and then write a letter back to Fengyang, saying that the capital is fine, and Taisun's house is overjoyed and allows the family to be on the local level.

Find some nourishing and fetal stabilizing things, and then send them to Taisun's Mansion to Concubine Mu."

"Send these things?" The steward looked worried.

Tang Li glared: "When the time comes, send it to Taiyuan Hospital first, walk through Taiyuan Hospital's hands and then give it to Concubine Mu!"

The steward nodded blankly: "The villain will go back and make arrangements right now."

However, Tang Li stopped the steward, thought about it and said: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Prepare the gifts in advance this year. You can go from house to house in person. The first house will be Xipinghou Mansion."

"The villain understands."

Tang Li nodded worriedly: "Go ahead."

After the steward left, the delicious tea was ready.

He poured himself a cup of tea, picked up the teacup, and frowned as soon as he brought it to his mouth.

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In the governor's office of the Chinese Army Governor's Mansion.

A low voice sounded.

"It's best to be a little girl..."

……

The news that Concubine Mu of Taisun Mansion was pregnant finally spread among the yamen and houses in Yingtian City.

Ministry of Rites.

On weekdays, there are far fewer officials, yamen, court officials, and frontier officials than there are as many as crucian carp crossing the river.

It’s not like the Hubu Yamen, where everyone greets you with a smile and joy when entering.

It's not like the Ministry of War, where tall, thick-looking generals wearing heavy armor come in and out all day long.

If it weren't for encores, grand etiquette and other matters, although the Ministry of Etiquette would not be considered deserted on weekdays, it would not be said to be a lively place.

However, today, starting from early morning, the Ministry of Rites has almost used up all the people coming and going throughout the year.

"No matter what, the Ministry of Rites must abide by the rules of the Ming Dynasty."

This is what Zhai Shan, the official minister, said.

After finishing speaking, the elder looked around to see if there was anything that could oppose him.

Rujun, who came from the Ministry of War yamen next to the rites yamen, nodded and said: "This is the grandson's first child. If he is both affectionate and reasonable, your majesty will give you a generous reward, but the rules cannot be abolished. When the time comes, the Wenyuan Pavilion will

On the side, we also need a few bachelors to keep people on hand every day to guard against any unexpected decisions that the palace may make."

Ru Yun is not a bachelor of Wenhua Palace, nor a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion. She can only look at a few people who are bachelors.

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Zhai Shan and others nodded.

Nowadays, the great scholars of the Ming Dynasty still have no clear responsibilities, but they still have the ability to enter the palace and Wenyuan Pavilion at any time, serving as a communication bridge between the emperor and the officials outside the Hongwu Gate.

Every day, the memorials from the general affairs envoys will be sent from outside the palace to Wenyuan Pavilion. After being reviewed by Wenyuan Pavilion, they will be selected according to the priority of the matter and sent to the emperor, prince and grandson respectively.<

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There is only the power to review, but not the power to make decisions.

Ren Hengtai sighed softly: "I have never heard of anyone who His Highness Taisun favors. How come..."

This is already a complete transgression.

It’s just that those present were all ministers from the six departments, not even the people from the Ducha Yuan and the Five Temples.

Yu Xin smiled and shrugged: "Who can control this kind of thing? Can you, Ren Shangshu?"

Ren Hengtai glared at Yu Xin: "The Ministry of Rites will do what it needs to do. I will not have any doubts about my grandson. Now I am just worried about His Majesty..."

Several people couldn't help but sigh.

"I hope your majesty will remain sage and as usual..."

……

"Holy!"

"If this child is a naughty boy, use this character as his name!"

"This is my first imperial great-grandson, he deserves this name!"

In the front hall of Qianqing Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang's face was flushed and excited at the moment. He put his hands on his waist and walked back and forth in front of the prince. He kept mumbling that he finally had the emperor's great-grandson. If.

Zhu Biao looked helpless: "Dad, how can you use the word "sacred" indiscriminately? Besides, no one knows whether this child is a boy or a girl."

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【The direct son of the Ming Dynasty】
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