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In the palace.

It looks very cool in a tall and wide palace.

As the emperor returned to the capital and entered the palace, the palace seemed to be alive again.

Countless concubines sent people to send all kinds of small things to please the emperor who had been away for many days.

The women's gifts were blocked outside the hall gate.

There was a silence in the palace.

Only Zhu Di stirs up the sound of water from time to time to cleanse his face.

Zhu Zhanji stood aside, straight.

There is a hint of perseverance in respect.

At some point, the sound of water in the hall disappeared.

Zhu Di took a piece of cloth and wiped the water stains on his face, walked to the baby grandson, and patted his thick palms twice on his shoulder.

Zhu Zhanji's body was not moved at all except for swaying slightly at the beginning.

Zhu Di raised his eyebrows, with a little joy on his face, but also a little sadness: "I really grew up!"

For some reason, the emperor suddenly sighed and sighed.

This is probably the shared emotion of all older people.

Even Zhu Di, this emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

He always hoped that the imperial crown prince, the future heir of the empire, would grow up soon. But when the other party really grew up, he would feel moved again.

It is probably the kind that when a child grows up, it indicates that he is old.

The elders naturally want to do everything themselves so that their children and grandchildren can live happily after leaving.

But for Zhu Di, such an emperor, things can never be done.

It is precisely because of this that the sigh just now.

Zhu Zhanji could feel that even a fool could feel Zhu Di's emotional fluctuations after seeing the chicken soup in the past.

He showed a pair of white front teeth and a smile on his face: "In front of you, grandchildren will always be children."

As he said that, he helped Zhu Di and walked to the soft couch beside him and sat down.

Zhu Di pretended to be angry and patted Zhu Zhanji on the back of the head: "You kid are you going to exhaust your grandfather and me? Do you really want me to finish everything for you?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "You should be a hundred years old."

Zhu Di smiled and raised his hand again, but he never took a photo again. He looked serious: "Your mother told me a lot, and all you mentioned are your marriage. Your father is just a fool. Seeing you getting older and bigger, he doesn't know that you are concerned about your marriage. This time I'm going back to Beijing and wait for the New Year, and I will personally handle your marriage."

Zhu Zhanji hesitated a little: "Sun..."

Bang!

A crisp sound rang out again on the back of Zhu Zhanji's head.

Zhu Di stared at him: "Besides, you are young, I will send all the girls in the Eastern Palace to the Myanmar Xuanwei Department!"

Zhu Zhanji sat in a wax, pouted and stopped talking.

Zhu Di said hee: "There can only be one queen. No matter how passionate you are, you must distinguish between importance. Tell me, which girl you like the most."

This is a bit over.

Not that Zhu Zhanji personally decided on the candidate for the grandson concubine.

But at the beginning, it talks about the queen.

Only the emperor can have the queen!

Zhu Zhanji was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer this.

Zhu Di probably realized that he patted the back of his head and laughed: "I'm confused... I want me to tell you that the person in southern Xinjiang is absolutely impossible. That Wen Xiang also has something to do with the traitor who is still locked in the Jinyiwei Zhao Prison... In this way, he chose from Hongyi and Sun Yatou."

Zhu Zhanji didn't speak.

He couldn't tell who was more serious.

If you want to say, he wants to have the same position as several women.

after all.

Who told him to be so fraternal and equal?

Zhu Di was also pondering.

The candidate for the grandson concubine is not the group of pigs in the royal family who can just take a wife.

This matter is related to the lord position of the Ming Dynasty in the future.

That is the position of the mother who is in the world.

The old Zhu family has never advocated the so-called equality of families or aristocratic families.

However, the principle of marrying a wife and marrying a virtuous person is deeply rooted in accordance with the genes of the small peasants of the Zhu family.

After a long time, Zhu Di spoke: "Let's choose the girl Sun Ruowei. After all, their family and your mother's family are also related to each other, and they are all acquaintances. The other three people should be promoted to the position of concubine. If the girl in red wants to give her a name, she can't be the concubine of the grandson, and she doesn't even have a name."

The emperor made a decision and arranged everything properly.

It's probably the same as you think.

Zhu Zhanji had no objection, but he was thinking about it.

He was afraid that when he returned to the East Palace, if Wen Xiang knew about this, he would be afraid that he would turn into a resentful girl from Wen Qing on the spot.

Then there was a scene of sighing and covering her tears.

I am a little sorry for Dr. Qu Yuan, but Zhu Zhanji felt that he really couldn't think of how to describe it.

Zhu Di was observing the expression of his baby grandson. Seeing that the boy was not abnormal, he felt relieved.

It’s hard to be a grandpa!

Especially, when the waste son is not in charge of his family.

He is both a grandfather and a grandmother.

Where can I go and make sense?

Zhu Di couldn't help but think of Empress Xu, who had been away for more than ten years.

There was another sadness in my heart.

If the queen was still there, I would be so happy that I couldn't stop watching the scene where my grandson was about to get married.

Then, the queen must handle it herself, and do everything from wedding dresses, brides and gifts, etc.

After thinking about it, Zhu Di turned his sorrow into a long sigh.

When he was refreshed, Zhu Di reiterated: "E Hongda gave me a memorial a few days ago. There are rich people in southern Xinjiang and are progressing rapidly. Although he didn't say it, I can see that he was asking the court how to arrange for the southern Xinjiang after he conquered the southern Xinjiang."

"Of course, we will set up a new Chengxuan Government and Envoy Department, first the Ehongda, the Jingjiang Palace and the Duke of Qian, and the Ming Dynasty officials and soldiers were suppressed and governed. The court then slowly advanced and sent other civil officials to take over them one by one." Zhu Zhanji blurted out without thinking.

This is what he had planned long ago.

As for letting the court advance slowly, it is because the newly conquered lands will inevitably cause rebellions. If there is no army full of power to suppress it, there will inevitably be recurrence.

It is time for long-term stability after being cleaned several times.

Zhu Di nodded: "I think so too. But southern Xinjiang is too far away from Beijing and cannot be left to the fullest. You should understand this principle."

Beware of separatist rule in the feudal states.

It is one of the compulsory courses for being an emperor.

Zhu Zhanji nodded without thinking: "The court can send an important official or a royal family to supervise the affairs of southern Xinjiang. The local area of ​​southern Xinjiang is divided according to the local area, and the various armies are in charge of various places. It is also possible to prepare for the establishment of a new Ministry of Enlightenment for the later transformation."

Zhu Di nodded, did not respond immediately, and changed the topic: "The King of Jingjiang submitted a memorial, saying that he felt that Guangxi's population had increased, and the royal palace did not dare to occupy more land, and it only added to the burden on the people. He wanted the court to take back the Guangxi fief, transfer it to Jiaozhi, or even Myanmar..."

Zhu Zhanji was stunned. Although what the old man said was somewhat unexpected, it was reasonable.

He didn't expect that his nephew of King Jingjiang would act so quickly.

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji did not speak, Zhu Di asked again: "What do you think about this?"

Zhu Zhanji blinked: "My grandson thought that having a royal family in southern Xinjiang was a good thing after all. The previous episode of Jingjiang King also mentioned to his grandson that he wanted to share the worries of the court, but he had no way. This time, probably because he saw the opportunity and wanted to show his face to you."

Zhu Di was not in a hurry to speak, he looked at the sky outside the hall.

Turning his head and giving instructions to the eunuch beside him.

"Let's have a meal, I'll use it with the grandson."

The old man is going to have a long talk.

Zhu Zhanji nodded silently, thinking about things.
To be continued...