Do You Know?: Rule the World.

Chapter 100: Shu'er also wants to be a mother?

At the court meeting the next day, in the Chuigong Hall, Zhao Zhen could not wait to inform all the civil and military officials about the birth of his grandson.

The Ministry of Rites was also ordered to draft an edict to grant amnesty to the entire country. Except for those guilty of the ten unforgivable crimes, all other prisoners would have their sentences reduced.

Han Zhang, Xue Pu and other ministers who had been worried about the issue of appointing a crown prince could not help but cry for joy.

In the blink of an eye, the prince and the grandson were born, and they all shouted that this was a blessing for the country!

Sheng Hong stood in the queue holding a tablet, his eyes slightly dark and his calves trembling.

Ever since he and Wang Ruofu learned about this from Caihuan yesterday, they were so excited that they couldn't sleep all night.

Hua'er was blessed by heaven and gave birth to the eldest son for the royal family, which completely consolidated her position.

Although he was only a fifth-rank official, his identity had been made clear since Zhao Han's death.

Not to mention his colleagues, even the purple-robed officials in the court were particularly polite when they saw him, and even took the initiative to greet him.

At this moment, his heart was as sweet as honey, and he was thinking to himself: It's time to mention his goals in his career.

What is the Yinqing Guanglu Doctor, the third rank retired!

At the rate things are going now, I’ll definitely be able to become a second-rank Jinzi Guanglu doctor in the future!
Zhao Zhen spent four or five days pondering the matter of naming his grandson.

He belongs to the lineage of Emperor Taizong, and his generation name is: Yuan Yunzong Zhongshi, Bushan Ru Chongbi. According to the rules, the emperor's grandson belongs to the Zhong generation.

However, the names of ancient emperors and noble people were all single words, such as Yao, Shun, Yu, Qi, etc.

Even when surnames were added later, they were still mainly single characters, such as Ying Zheng, Liu Bang, Xiang Yu, Han Xin, Liu Che...

When he named his several princes, he mainly used single words.

In the Wenhua Hall, at this time, there were only Zhao Zhen and his son Zhao Han.

Zhao Zhen stood in front of the desk and thought for a long time. Then he picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and with a flick of his pen, the word "Jing" appeared on the paper.

"Come and take a look at this character!" Zhao Zhen put down his pen, his eyes still fixed on the paper.

Zhao Han stepped forward to take a look and said softly, "Jing has the brilliance of jade. It has both the firmness of jade and the brilliance of the sun and moon. It is very suitable."

Zhao Zhen nodded slightly, "May my grandson be as pure as jade on the inside and as radiant as a clear sky on the outside!"

"Your son, Jing Ge'er, would like to thank His Majesty for the name given to him." Zhao Han bowed solemnly.

After finishing his important matter, Zhao Zhen began to chat about family matters.

His brows relaxed as he asked softly, "I heard that both children from the Sheng family passed the imperial examination this autumn?"

"Yes, Changbai, the eldest son of the Sheng family, is an upright person. He has been imitating the style of his grandfather, the old Grand Tutor Wang, since he was a child."

"Although the second son, Changfeng, is slightly inferior to his elder brother, he also possesses some talent. It is truly rare for two brothers to pass the autumn examination together."

Zhao Zhen nodded and stroked his graying beard. "Only a family with a clean and upright tradition can raise such a son."

"Next year's palace examination will see if his eldest son is truly as talented as his grandfather and possesses the talent to govern the world!"

Zhao Han smiled slightly, "I have never misjudged someone."

September 16th is a very auspicious day with clear skies and fresh air, suitable for offering sacrifices and enthroning people.

Under the intensive preparations of the Ministry of Rites, Zhao Han was included in the imperial clan's imperial genealogy today and offered sacrifices at the Taimiao.

In order to reassure all officials, Zhao Zhen had already drafted the imperial edict to appoint the crown prince.

After all, ever since Prince Yan's rebellion, this has been what everyone in the government and the country has been looking forward to the most.

At three quarters past three in the morning, the bells and drums rang together.

The red gates of the Taimiao opened one after another, ceremonial officials stood solemnly, imperial guards held spears, and the ceremonial procession stretched for several miles.

Zhao Yunrang, the chief minister, was dressed in a purple robe, holding a gilded jade tablet in both hands, and walked slowly towards the main hall of the Taimiao.

Witnessed by officials from the Ministry of Rites and several members of the royal family.

Zhao Yunrang solemnly opened the jade box and took out the plain silk that recorded the bloodline of the Zhao royal family.

He was holding the imperial purple brush and wrote neatly under the lineage of Zhao Zhen: The eldest son, named Han, with the courtesy name Chengyuan, his mother was Consort Jinghui Hu, and he was entered into the Jade Book on September 16, the fourth year of Jiayou.

Then, under the guidance of officials from the Ministry of Rites, Zhao Han, wearing a nine-feathered crown and a dark robe, slowly walked up the steps of the Taimiao.

Amidst the fragrant mist, the ancestral tablets are solemn and majestic.

Soon, the Minister of Rites, Han Zhang, read out the imperial edict aloud: "Menxia, the decree says..."

"I have inherited the great legacy and have been diligently guarding it day and night. The eldest son, Zhao Han, is gifted, intelligent, filial, friendly, and gentle, and is worthy of inheriting the throne."

"I now bestow upon you the imperial seal and appoint you Crown Prince. You must exercise due respect and dignity, reverently observe the teachings of the law, forever strengthen the foundation of the state, and fulfill my wishes!"

Zhao Han took a deep breath, bowed respectfully, took the imperial edict and the crown prince's seal with both hands, his voice clear and firm.

"Your son respectfully accepts the imperial decree and will live up to your father's trust and the expectations of the country!"

After the ceremony, drums and music will begin.

Han Zhang led a group of officials and loudly proclaimed, "Your subjects pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince! Long live His Highness!" All investiture ceremonies are conducted with strict adherence to rituals and regulations.

Therefore, the enthronement of the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess will not be carried out on the same day, but will be done at some intervals, in accordance with the respective regulations.

Moving into the Eastern Palace also required the Ministry of Works to first repair the palace, and then the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Astronomical Observatory would jointly choose an auspicious day. In short, it was extremely complicated!
After having dinner with Zhao Zhen and Empress Cao in Funing Palace, Zhao Han hurried back to the Zhao Mansion.

In the side rooms of the main courtyard, he was carefully nursed back to health by the imperial physician for more than ten days.

Hualan's complexion has improved a lot, and her cheeks are gradually becoming rosy, but there is still a hint of fatigue between her brows.

Seeing Zhao Han coming, Hua Lan stood up and was about to salute.

After all, his husband has been promoted from a prince to a crown prince, and his status has become more and more noble, so etiquette naturally cannot be neglected.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Hua Lan, dressed in a snow-blue brocade dress, bowed gracefully.

Her little face, without any makeup on, was particularly beautiful and charming under the candlelight.

Now that she has given birth to a child, she has become even more gentle and charming, just like a ripe peach on a branch, so beautiful and tempting.

Zhao Han immediately stepped forward, helped her up, and said softly, "There's no need for these empty formalities between you and me, Jing'er."

As Hua Lan led Zhao Han to the inner room, she said, "He was just brought here from the wet nurse and is now asleep."

Turning the screen, I saw Jing'er wrapped in an apricot-yellow swaddling cloth, sleeping soundly in the cradle.

The pink little face is round and lovely, and the little mouth smacks from time to time.

Hua Lan whispered in Zhao Han's ear, "I remember mother saying that Changbai was also so quiet after he was born, neither crying nor making a fuss. I think Jing'er's personality is very similar to Changbai's."

"Oh? Really? If we could be as calm and hardworking as Changbai since childhood, it would be a blessing for us."

After saying that, Zhao Han leaned over and stroked Jing'er's cheek.

Hua Lan frowned and shook her head, "I wish Jing-ge could be more lively."

"Don't be like Changbai, who has always had a stern face since he was little, and never says more than ten words a day. Everyone in the family is afraid of him."

"Every time Mother and Lin Xiaoniang quarreled, if I intervened even a little, he would be so disrespectful that he would scold me, the eldest sister, as well."

"Even my mother said she gave birth to a father for herself."

Zhao Han couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

"It's inevitable that a nephew will resemble his uncle. If Changbai hears you making up stories about him like this, he'll definitely scold you again."

"Just now in the palace, the emperor planned to crown Jing'er as the crown prince when he turned one year old."

When Hua Lan heard this, a hint of shock flashed across her sparkling almond-shaped eyes. "Isn't this... too early?"

Zhao Han put his arm around her slender shoulders and said softly, "It's not too early. Our child is capable of shouldering this great responsibility."

Seeing his serious expression, Hua Lan nodded slightly.

Late at night, Zhao Han went to Jingguanyuan as usual. After all, Hualan was not available to serve him at this moment.

In the side room, the candlelight flickered red, and Shulan had taken off her coat.

She was only wearing a thin undershirt with a slightly open collar, through which one could vaguely see the lilac-colored bellyband embroidered with plum blossoms underneath.

At this moment, she was leaning on the couch, concentrating on doing needlework.

A few strands of hair hanging by the ears add a touch of laziness.

"Your Highness." Seeing Zhao Han coming, Shulan called out softly and stood up to greet him. Her graceful figure had the lightness of a young girl and the tenderness of a young woman.

"Look at the longevity clothes I embroidered for Jing'er. Isn't it beautiful?"

Zhao Han held her slender waist, took it and looked at it, then said softly, "It's embroidered very well, so lifelike!"

Shulan smiled and took the clothes, folding them carefully.

"I think I should do something for Brother Jing myself."

"Look at how cute Jing is. I really want to run to my sister every day."

Zhao Han raised her eyebrows when she heard this and said quietly, "It seems Shu'er also wants to be a mother?"

"I..." Shulan's pretty face turned red and she lowered her eyes in panic.

Soon, the plum blossoms fell quietly to the ground.

Just at this moment a gust of night wind blew by, Shulan's heart trembled, she covered her jade rabbit and stood up to close the window.

"Your Highness..."

As soon as her hand touched the window coffin, Shulan couldn't help but let out a soft cry that sounded like crying.

"Just close the window."