chun jie di xiao long
Chapter 462 Passing on the Legacy
The little imperial grandson was crying loudly. Although he was less than a month old, he seemed to be deliberately showing off his abilities, crying particularly resonant.
The female medical officers were helping the little imperial grandson to clean up, while Ji Chengjue was prostrate beside He Sisi's bed, clutching her hand and pressing it against his face.
He Sisi was covered in sweat, her wet hair sticking to her face, which was also pale.
Since ancient times, childbirth has always been a matter of life and death for women.
He Sisi turned her face to look at her husband.
She had always felt very happy. The source of this happiness was not because she had found a prince, but because her husband was always humorous and considerate at home and in front of her.
Of course,
As a commoner girl, she sometimes couldn't help but recall her resolute decision to choose a prince when she was alone in the house.
In her heart, there was still a little pride, a little joy, a little self-righteousness, and a little anxiety.
Of course, the identity of a princess consort also represented a great responsibility and pressure.
During childbirth, she was very tired, very painful, and very miserable. This was only physical. Mentally, she was oppressed by fear and a sense of endlessness. It was a double torment of mind and body.
But during childbirth, He Sisi could clearly hear the movements outside.
"Your Highness, no matter what, Sisi will ensure that our child is born."
"It's good as long as you're safe."
At this time, as a husband, his heart was filled with guilt for his wife.
Different from the post-natal intimacy of the couple in this room,
In another clean hall,
The air pressure could be said to be extremely low.
The Yan Emperor,
Didn't leave.
If the Yan Emperor didn't leave, then the eldest, second, fourth, and fifth princes below him couldn't leave either.
Even Consort Shu in the palace had sent the Seventh Prince over.
Perhaps, in Consort Shu's view, the princes were all in the prince's residence, and the Sixth Prince's consort had just given birth to the eldest imperial grandson. It was only right for the Seventh Prince, as his younger brother, to come and congratulate him. At the same time, it was also a good opportunity to get together with his father and brothers.
Supported by his attendant, the Seventh Prince walked into the hall. The attendant naturally didn't dare to enter. Next, the Seventh Prince looked at the princes present. Finally, he opened his arms and ran towards his imperial father, asking for a hug.
However,
Halfway there,
Accompanied by the Yan Emperor's cold gaze,
The Seventh Prince's movements came to an abrupt halt.
He immediately knelt on the ground,
"This son... This son greets Father Emperor, and greets all imperial brothers, and imperial sisters-in-law."
On the side, the Fourth and Fifth Princes exchanged glances, and they both saw each other's meaning in each other's eyes.
Fourth Prince: Consort Shu is really stupid. We can't wait to leave now, but she actually sent the youngest one here.
Fifth Prince: The youngest one really thinks he's the youngest. Now that Father Emperor's eldest imperial grandson is out, the youngest one, like us, has become a cabbage.
What are the princes fighting for?
Aside from the extreme path of wanting to rebel,
Then there is only trying to gain favor in front of their old man.
The favor here is, firstly, the impression score, that is, the father emperor's love for you; and secondly, the ability score, the father emperor values your ability.
Now, the Yan Emperor has suppressed the aristocratic clans and purged the country. He has expanded outwards and annexed the Jin Kingdom. Unless the two marquises of the North and South suddenly go crazy and raise the flag to rebel, otherwise, within the Great Yan, no individual or force can shake the authority of the Great Yan Emperor.
In other words,
In front of this father emperor,
The path of rebellion was directly eliminated from the conditions that the princes could choose.
The Seventh Prince was still kneeling there. If his father emperor didn't tell him to get up, he wouldn't dare to get up.
At this time, he felt very wronged, because he felt that in the past, his father emperor was still loving to him, but today was different.
But no matter how wronged he felt, he didn't dare to cry out, and could only continue to lower his head.
There was no heating in this hall, so the floor tiles were very cold. It was very uncomfortable to kneel on the ground, but he could only continue to endure it.
What the Seventh Prince didn't know was that
His "toy" role had been replaced by a small life that had just been born.
With a smaller one, and one who was a grandson, the Yan Emperor naturally wouldn't be interested in this youngest son anymore.
This was the reality.
The Fourth and Fifth Princes on the side saw it very clearly.
However, what made the Fourth and Fifth Princes even more tormented was that Old He was standing in the corner of the hall, trembling there.
Originally, the Yan Emperor was sitting in the chief seat, and the princes could be given seats.
But if Old He didn't sit, the princes couldn't sit either.
After all, Old He was on the same level as the Yan Emperor in terms of seniority.
Although the ruler was above all else, who told them that their father emperor was angry now? No one dared to court death at this time.
As the Yan Emperor's sons, they naturally knew their old man's temper very well.
Whoever made a mistake at this time would be actively offering themselves to their father emperor as a punching bag.
Look,
Wasn't the youngest one doing just that?
Old He was really a little panicked. He recognized that the only man sitting in the entire place was the landlord who rented his small courtyard to him.
But he didn't have the awareness to greet him or try to get close to him.
He had been stimulated to roar and shout earlier because of the "save the mother or the child" matter. Now, he was cowardly, he didn't dare anymore.
In the face of the Emperor of Great Yan,
This butcher of Great Yan had long lost the heroic spirit he had when slaughtering pigs. All that was left was a sense of inferiority and submission ingrained in his bones.
The oppressive atmosphere in the hall continued.
The barbarian princess stood there规规矩矩. In fact, she had always felt that her father-in-law, the Yan Emperor, was in some ways very similar to her father.
But it was very clear that this father-in-law was more dignified.
Perhaps this was because her father-in-law in Great Yan was completely supreme and ruled the world, while her father only actually controlled the royal court and only had nominal leadership over the vast desert tribes?
However, as a woman, she instinctively wanted a child of her own after seeing He Sisi giving birth today.
But the problem was that the Eldest Prince worked very hard on her, but her belly hadn't responded.
She didn't think there was a problem with her husband, otherwise how could she explain those barbarian female slaves who had given birth to children?
Even if the bloodline might not be pure, it couldn't be that none of them were pure, right?
The Crown Prince,
Was the calmest person in the entire place.
He stood there, his eyes looking at a celadon vase on the shelf in front of him, as if he was carefully observing the pattern of the celadon, completely immersed in it.
The Fifth Prince gently nudged the Fourth Prince standing beside him with his elbow, signaling him to look at the Crown Prince.
Then,
The two exchanged glances again:
Fifth Prince: The more I look at the Crown Prince, the more he seems to have the temperament of a Taoist cultivator. He's almost detached from the world. Is he pretending?
Fourth Prince: Who knows? Maybe one day he'll suddenly become heroic again.
In fact, the Crown Prince had been really unlucky in the past few years.
Apart from entering the Eastern Palace,
His maternal clan, which could have been a great reliance, had been slaughtered by his own uncle;
His mother, the Empress, had suddenly passed away;
His princess consort had also died prematurely after their wedding.
He had served as an assistant supervisor for the Spring Examination, but it turned out that his teacher already had someone else.
His Sixth Brother, who had been suppressed to the point of being almost invisible in the past few years, had shown his power through a grand wedding, and now he was in charge of the Ministry of Revenue, with unparalleled influence.
These past few years,
Sitting down and carefully calculating, apart from entering the Eastern Palace, he was like a crab being stuck on a chopstick, and his pincers and legs were being broken off one by one.
But he had no way to stop it and could only watch helplessly.
Finally,
The oppressive atmosphere
Was declared to be lifted as the female officer brought in the eldest imperial grandson.
For a moment,
Everyone present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The female officer brought the eldest imperial grandson to the Yan Emperor,
The Yan Emperor stretched out his hand
And picked up the child in swaddling clothes.
Newborn babies are actually not very good-looking. They need some time to grow a little before they can reveal their cuteness.
However, as the father of seven children, the Yan Emperor was already mentally prepared.
He held the child
And just looked at him.
The child's eyes were closed, as if he was tired from crying earlier and wanted to rest now.
"Wei Zhonghe."
"This servant is here."
"Are the wet nurses ready?"
"Replying to Your Majesty, they are ready."
In fact, there was no need for the palace to prepare them. Little Sixth had already prepared them himself.
He had talked to Zheng Fan in Beifeng County and remembered that Zheng Fan had said that breastfeeding was best for the child, so Little Sixth planned to let He Sisi breastfeed him personally.
But just in case, he had already prepared wet nurses.
Moreover, He Sisi had given birth prematurely and with difficulty this time. Although she had given birth to the child, she had suffered a great loss of vitality after all, and it was unlikely that she could rely on breastfeeding herself.
"Pass on my decree, grant Ji Chengjue the qualifications to establish his own residence. All expenses will be paid from the inner treasury."
Hearing this,
The Fourth and Fifth Princes could be said to have a weight lifted from their hearts.
They really didn't envy Old Sixth for being able to go out and establish his own residence and have his own independent house. They only knew that they no longer had to live in the same circle as Old Sixth, and they felt very comfortable, and their breathing became much smoother.
The Sixth Prince had installed so many experts in the prince's residence recently that it was really making these two older brothers panic.
As for the inner treasury paying for it, they weren't jealous either.
Because everyone knew that the money in the inner treasury was earned by Old Sixth for the father emperor.
Spending his own money to buy a house and still having to thank others, tsk tsk, not envious, even a little sympathetic.
"Yes, this servant obeys the decree and will do it immediately."
Wei Zhonghe knew that this was to ensure the safety of the eldest imperial grandson, so he granted the Sixth Prince the authority to establish his own residence.
At this time,
Ji Chengjue, who had just finished whispering sweet nothings with his wife after childbirth, walked into the hall.
In fact, he didn't want to come. He wished he could stay by Sisi's side all the time.
But the problem was that Sisi was tired and needed to rest.
In addition, his old man was still sitting at home with a large group of brothers. It was really inappropriate for him not to show his face.
If his old man didn't leave, he would have to take care of dinner!
"This son greets Father Emperor, greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, greets Eldest Brother, Eldest Sister-in-law, Fourth Brother, and Fifth Brother."
The Seventh Prince, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately said, "Greetings, Sixth Brother."
Ji Chengjue had arrived,
And then,
Everyone clearly felt that
The oppressive atmosphere that had just been slightly relieved because the eldest imperial grandson had been brought in had enveloped them again.
The scene of the father and son confronting each other outside the delivery room earlier made everyone shudder when they recalled it.
Especially Ji Chengjue's previous words, pointing at the delivery room and roaring at the Yan Emperor word by word with a ferocious expression: I want my wife!
It could be said that,
Based on this alone, it would be more than enough to punish him for disrespect.
Wei Zhonghe spoke at this time:
"Sixth Prince, His Majesty has just issued a decree, allowing Your Highness to leave the prince's residence and establish your own residence."
Hearing this, Ji Chengjue felt a lot more relaxed. He had wanted to change houses for a long time.
There were many mansions in the capital now that were actually his property, but he couldn't live in them and could only continue to live in the prince's dormitory here.
Actually, living here was pretty good, at least, it was pretty good in the early years.
Back then,
The Eldest Prince would often spar with the Fourth Prince,
And the Fifth Prince would help them make sand tables for them to play chess and practice;
The Second Prince would compose poems and write lyrics with the Third Prince, enjoying the beautiful scenery.
However, this situation became less frequent later on.
The Eldest Brother led troops outside and basically lived in the military camp. After marrying the barbarian princess, he also established his own residence separately;
The Second Brother entered the Eastern Palace and had already become a monarch and subject instead of a brother;
The Third Brother also moved out and went to live in the Lakeside Pavilion, which was convenient for enjoying the snow;
After the Deng family was destroyed, the Fourth Brother no longer practiced martial arts;
The Fifth Brother had been insisting on doing his carpentry work.
In short, for Ji Chengjue, being able to have a separate residence of his own would make it much more convenient to do things in the future.
At the same time, this also meant that the things that had happened between him and his father emperor earlier, his disrespect to his father emperor, his father emperor didn't intend to pursue.
Although, this was what Ji Chengjue had expected.
As long as he was still useful and could still earn money and food for Great Yan and gather military funds for his father emperor's southern expedition, his father emperor would no longer deal with him as casually as before.
In this regard, his father emperor could be said to be very tolerant.
He had a son, and he also had a house. Ji Chengjue suddenly had a feeling that he could retire and return to his hometown, of course, it was just a fleeting feeling.
He knew that once he embarked on some paths, there was no turning back.
"Has the milk name been chosen?" the Yan Emperor asked.
"Replying to Father Emperor, this son has thought about it."
"Tell me about it."
He was just asking to hear it, the power was still in the hands of the Yan Emperor.
"Call him... Xun Ge'er."
"Xun Ge'er?"
"Yes, it means faster than the wind, and difficult to reach."
The literal meaning was to run faster than disease!
In this day and age, the child mortality rate was very high, and being sick less often was the greatest blessing.
In fact, this name was given by Zheng Bo in a letter.
Originally,
What Zheng Bo wanted to name was "Runtou."
But under the reminder of the blind man, Zheng Bo remembered that the "run" in this Runtou clashed with the Yan Emperor Ji Runhao.
Although Great Yan didn't have as many taboos and as much attention to these things as the Qian Kingdom, how could a grandson's name directly clash with his grandfather's?
Therefore, it was suggested to call him Xun Ge'er.
Just then,
Wei Zhonghe spoke, "Your Majesty, the eldest imperial grandson hasn't been given a formal name yet. The patriarch of the Court of the Imperial Clan is already waiting outside."
The arrival of the eldest imperial grandson was a major event for the Great Yan imperial family. It meant that the third generation had already branched out. As the patriarch, he would inevitably take it seriously and treat it as a major event.
Moreover,
The eldest imperial grandson didn't suddenly pop out of a stone. This formal name must have been thought of long ago.
"This is my eldest grandson. You brothers are of the 'Cheng' generation. The next generation should be of the 'Chuan' generation. I will name him…"
Ji Chengjue's generation had seven princes. The reason why the Eldest Prince Ji Wujiang wasn't named Ji Chengjiang was because he was the Yan Emperor's first son, and the old gentleman in the palace had calculated the Eldest Prince's fate that year, so he changed a word. The names of the remaining princes all had "Cheng" as the second character.
The next generation would be "Chuan."
This was something that the ancestors had decided long ago. To be precise, it existed before the Yan Marquis held the Great Xia Emperor's decree to enter Yan, and it was even longer than the Great Yan's national destiny.
However,
When the Yan Emperor read out the name he had chosen for the eldest imperial grandson,
Everyone present,
Their expressions suddenly changed.
The Eldest Prince's gaze sharpened, the Fourth and Fifth Princes opened their mouths slightly, Ji Chengjue suddenly raised his head, and even the Crown Prince, who had been staring at the celadon and thinking about it so much that he was almost entranced, trembled slightly.
"I will name him… Chuanye."
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