Do You Know?: Rule the World

The imperial physicians were sent repeatedly to diagnose the patient's pulse, and all kinds of precious supplements were sent to the Zhao Mansion like water.

Six midwives with rich experience, clean family backgrounds and good conduct were arranged to come to the Zhao Mansion early on.

If the Eastern Palace was not still under renovation, he would have wanted to bring Hualan directly to the palace to give birth.

That morning, Cai Huan, Wang Ruofu's first-class maid, hurried to the Zhao residence and politely bowed, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness, and Madam."

Hua Lan was taking a nap on the couch. Hearing this, she looked up and asked, "Did Changbai send someone back with the news?"

Caihuan nodded vigorously, a bright smile blooming on her face.

"To answer Madam, my second brother passed the imperial examination and ranked among the top three in Jiangning Prefecture!"

"Your Highness, this is great! Changbai has lived up to our expectations!"

Hua Lan turned her head to look at Zhao Han. A huge weight lifted off her shoulders and she couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Zhao Han said gently, "I've already told you that with Changbai's knowledge, he'll definitely make the list, but you're just worried."

Hua Lan snorted softly, then turned her attention to Cai Huan again and asked, "What about Chang Feng?"

When she mentioned Chang Feng, Cai Huan's tone immediately changed, and she curled her lips, "Third brother is lucky. Although he is at the bottom of the list, he still made it to the list."

"Mrs. Lin is so happy!"

Both of her two younger brothers were on the list, which made Hualan's face even happier.

Just as she was about to speak, she felt a pain in her stomach and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Your Highness..." Hua Lan called out reluctantly.

Seeing this, Zhao Han, who was always calm and composed, hurried forward to support Hua Lan and shouted, "Call the midwife!"

Soon, six well-trained midwives came in one after another and moved Hualan to the delivery room.

The eldest, Madam Li, leaned over to examine her and said calmly, "The Madam is about to give birth. Hurry and report to the palace!"

After Shang's mother went to report the news, Zhao Han was also asked to leave.

Caihuan stood outside at a loss, planning to wait until Hualan gave birth before returning to the Sheng family to announce the good news.

Shulan rushed over after hearing the news and saw Zhao Han standing in the corridor pacing back and forth with a frown on his face.

She softly comforted him, "Your Highness, don't worry. The imperial physician said that the pregnancy is stable and the delivery will be smooth."

Looking at Shulan's pretty face, Zhao Han nodded reluctantly, but the worry between his brows did not diminish at all.

Since ancient times, giving birth has been like walking through the gates of hell for women, let alone at this moment.

The Imperial Palace, inside the Funing Hall.

When Zhao Zhen and Queen Cao learned about this, they were both excited and worried, because this was the first imperial grandson of the Great Zhou.

Empress Cao, dressed in a crimson-purple palace dress, stood up and looked at Zhao Zhen with anxious eyes.

"Your Majesty, I want to leave the palace to see Hualan!"

"Daddy, I want to go with the Empress Dowager too!" Huirou raised her little face and echoed.

Zhao Zhen raised his eyes, his gaze gentle and deep, "Okay, go, go!"

He also wanted to personally witness the birth of the emperor's grandson, but as an official, leaving the palace rashly would alarm the court and the public.

At the Zhao Mansion, when Zhao Han saw Empress Cao and Huirou rushing over, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Your Highness, how are you?" Zhao Han bowed.

Empress Cao reached out to support him and asked anxiously, "How is Hualan?"

"The midwife just said that it will inevitably take a little longer for a woman to give birth for the first time."

Empress Cao nodded and stood guard in the corridor with Zhao Han, while Huirou stood on tiptoe and looked inside through the window from time to time.

About half an incense stick of time later, a loud baby cry suddenly came from the inner room, breaking the solemn atmosphere around.

Then the midwife pushed the door open and came out with excitement on her face.

"Congratulations, Madam Queen, congratulations, His Highness, it's a healthy grandson!"

"How is Hua'er?" Zhao Han asked impatiently.

The midwife bowed and replied, "Your Highness, don't worry. The lady is fine. She will be fine after a few days of recuperation."

"Quick, let me in and take a look!"

Empress Cao could hardly contain her joy and stepped into the house impatiently.

After Caihuan hurriedly bowed to everyone, she ran back to the Sheng family to announce the good news.

Inside the room, Hualan was lying on the couch with a slightly pale face. When she saw Queen Cao, she was somewhat surprised and struggled to stand up and salute.

"Don't move, just lie down and rest."

Empress Cao sat down beside the couch, reached out to take the swaddling clothes handed to her by the nanny, and skillfully held the child in her arms.

Looking at the delicate and graceful grandson, she couldn't help but smile. Huirou said with joy in her eyes: "Thank you for your hard work, sister-in-law. I have a little nephew now!"

"Han'er, come and take a look too." Queen Cao turned her head and looked at Zhao Han.

After Zhao Han looked at Hua Lan with eyes full of heartache, he took the swaddling clothes with very stiff movements and was quite nervous.

Empress Cao couldn't help laughing when she saw this.

Zhao Han stared at the baby in her arms, her voice trembling, "Hua'er, this is our first child."

Hua Lan smiled when she heard this, and a blush appeared on her pale face.

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."

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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..."