In order to prove his innocence, the Prince of Wu'an committed suicide. Emperor Xuande posthumously named him King of Wei and buried him with great poverty. Later, he demoted the official positions of Yao Song, the governor of Bingzhou and Lu Yun, the governor of Jizhou. He blamed the death of Prince of Wu'an on these two people, and finally gave the rewards that the soldiers who attacked Jin deserved.

The court officials dare not say anything about the death of the Prince of Wu'an, but the Prince of Wu'an was the only alive son of the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Now, he was killed in Chongzheng Hall due to the throne and was killed in front of his uncle Xuande. How could the people not discuss it? Not only that, even the old account of Emperor Xuande's oral decree when he ascended the throne was revealed.

Even the emperor could not escape his long-lasting mouth. His ministers said that the emperor could be demoted, but he could not control so many people. Emperor Xuande could only pretend not to know, but the blisters on the corner of his mouth could not deceive people. The Imperial Hospital quickly opened a prescription for quenching the fire, and the imperial kitchen changed its tricks to deliver light meals. The civil and military officials who had just breathed a sigh of relief were once again.

In late September, the Prince of Wu'an was buried in the land and returned to the funeral. The King of Chu followed his younger brother back to the Shou Palace.

King Shou knew that his brother had something to say, so he asked his brother to raft on the lake. There was no one to serve him. The two brothers sat on it. King Chu rowed for a while and waited for the boat to get far from the lake shore. King Chu threw the oar aside, took the wine jar and sat opposite his younger brother. He opened the jar, and the two brothers poured a bottle of wine.

"This bottle, I wish you the eldest brother." He raised the bottle of wine and said to his younger brother, "The eldest brother in his mouth was the Prince of Wu'an, who was a few years older than him."

Zhao Heng picked up the wine bottle, then reached out and moved it out of the boat, sprinkling the wine into the lake.

After paying homage to the Prince of Wu'an, the King of Chu ignored his younger brother and drank it himself. After drinking half a jar of wine alone, the King of Chu suddenly threw a small wine bottle into the lake, picked up the jar and poured it into his mouth.

"Brother." Zhao Heng grabbed the other side of the wine jar in time and stopped him in a low voice.

The King of Chu looked at his younger brother, who had become his father's man, and tears suddenly burst out from his tiger's eyes, and even swallowed: "Brother is only twenty-eight years old and attacks Zhuozhou. I fight side by side with him. My father asked me to guard Zhuozhou. Before he went to Youzhou, he promised to capture Youzhou and give me a jar of wine... He didn't die on the battlefield, but died..."

Speaking of this, the King of Chu shook his brother's hand, raised the wine jar and poured wine into his mouth. The wine spilled out and poured it on his face, unable to tell which drop was wine and which drop was tears. Zhao Heng looked at his brother silently, and as he watched, slowly remembering what happened when he was a child. His brother was three years older than his cousin, and he was eight years older than him. When everyone was a child, his brother always played with his cousin, thinking that he was young and didn't take him. Once he insisted on following his brother, but his brother was unhappy, so his cousin smiled and spoke for him.

They are all from the Zhao family, all brothers and sisters, and they are gone if they say nothing.

Zhao Heng raised his head and raised the bottle of wine that had been poured before.

But the dead are gone, and the living have to continue walking. Seeing that the brother had a jar and had to go to get the second jar, Zhao Heng whispered, "Brother, that's enough."

The King of Chu frowned at his younger brother.

Zhao Heng glanced at the direction of the imperial city and said, "I went back drunk and passed it to the palace, afraid of being suspicious."

Zhao Heng felt sorry for his cousin's helpless death, but he could also understand his father's depression. His father was defeated in the Northern Expedition and was injured by an arrow. He was unhappy. He heard that someone wanted to support his nephew rather than his son ascended the throne. The father had every reason to be angry. In ordinary people's families, his nephews were scolded if they wanted to get involved in the family fortune of his uncle, let alone the throne? Yao Song and Lu Yun supported his cousin, but his cousin did not harshly admonish. Now his cousin proved his ambitions by death. Everyone knows that he did not rebel, but before his cousin committed suicide, no one dared to guarantee whether Yao Song and Lu Yun planted a seed of rebellion in his cousin's heart.

"My brother who has been playing since childhood has died. Don't I be allowed to get drunk?" The King of Chu clenched his fists and asked in the direction of the imperial city.

"Die is important, or is it a living?" Zhao Heng asked, staring at his brother.

The King of Chu made a mistake.

Zhao Heng pointed to the undulating empty altar in the lake and said, "After drinking, the relationship is over, after this, my elder brother needs to...be cautious."

I don’t know if it was because he said too much at once or because his emotions were also affected by this matter. Before saying the word “Jin”, Zhao Heng obviously stuttered. The King of Chu was in the wine jar that seemed to be wandering like a cousin’s wandering soul. He couldn’t hear his younger brother’s stuttering. After a while, he sneered: “That’s also the nephew who he watched grow up with his own eyes. Is it that he has no feelings for uncle and nephew?”

Zhao Heng lowered his eyes, held the wine bottle and said, "This is true for all the Tian family."

Both father and son have slaughtered each other, let alone uncle and nephew.

Hearing that his brother was blaming his father, Zhao Heng solemnly advised: "It is hard to be an emperor, but the father valued you. Brother, don't complain." Although the death of his cousin is sympathetic, the father has always favored his brother the most. Zhao Heng does not want his brother to resent his father and son because others have caused the strife of his father and son. One is a dead cousin and the other is a living brother. Zhao Heng naturally has to consider his brother.

The King of Chu did not say a word, not knowing whether he could listen or not.

Zhao Heng wanted to explain a few more words, but suddenly a shout came from a distance. The two brothers looked over at the same time, unable to see the figure clearly. The little eunuch in gray said, "Your Highness, Your Highness, go back quickly, the princess is about to give birth!" The repeated words, as if his prince couldn't hear them, they shouted several times in a row.

Is the wife going to give birth?

Hearing this, the King of Chu's eyes lit up, and he threw them out of the sky, including Prince Wu'an, Father Emperor, sadness and resentment. He excitedly grabbed the shoulders of the brother opposite, laughed a few times, and then suddenly realized that it was useless to grab the brother. He immediately let go of his brother, rushed over and picked up the oar, and sat on the bow and rowed desperately. The speed was as if there was a monster in the lake to catch him, and it was fast.

After getting ashore, King Chu ignored his younger brother on the boat and ran wildly. Not long after, the sound of hurried horse hooves came from outside the palace.

Zhao Heng sat alone on the boat and looked at the lake. He didn't step onto the shore of the lake until the sound of his elder brother's hooves disappeared. He stepped onto the lake shore and slowly went to the backyard.

Song Jianing also learned the good news that Feng Zheng was about to give birth, and was both happy and nervous. Feng Zheng had already given birth to a princess, and it was a good thing to have a baby or a daughter. As long as the mother and son were safe, Song Jianing was nervous. Her month was just about a month later than Feng Zheng, and it was her turn at the end of next month.

"Prince." Seeing King Shou come in, Song Jianing whispered, his thoughts in his eyes.

Zhao Heng helped her sit on the Arhat bed, put her left hand around her shoulders, and gently pressed her bulging belly with her right hand. My sister-in-law had given birth to a child once, and the second time she gave birth to her brother was still so excited. Now that she was feeling her upcoming child, Zhao Heng suddenly felt very curious about what it felt like.

Feng Zheng was about to break out at dusk. Whenever there was any movement on her side, except for the King of Chu who was so excited that she couldn't do it. Except for the brothers who were caring for the brothers, the palace was also waiting for news. Princess Rui gave birth to a daughter in July, which made Prince Rui, who was looking forward to the legitimate son very dissatisfied. If the eldest brother had another son, Prince Rui... Just one thought, Prince Rui wanted to beat someone.

In the palace, when Emperor Xuande learned that his daughter-in-law was about to give birth, he directly sent a small eunuch to the Chu Palace to wait for news. As long as he was born, he would inform him as soon as possible, no matter how soon or later. In the past six months, he was defeated by the Liao Dynasty, and then the rumors caused by the death of his nephew. There was no good thing around him. Emperor Xuande had been frustrated for half a year and now he needed a good news the most.

In the central palace, Empress Li knelt in front of the jade Guanyin statue, recited the scriptures devoutly, begging the Bodhisattva to give another son to the King of Chu.

As the son was approaching, Feng Zheng finally gave birth to a fat boy, weighing six pounds and two ounces, which was even heavier than his elder brother Shenger. After the midwife was packed up, she handed it over to the King of Chu. The King of Chu held his youngest son and kissed him step by step. The three-year-old Shenger insisted on waiting for his mother to give birth to his younger brother, but she fell asleep before the second day. She was awakened by her father's loud voice. The boy rubbed his eyes and ran out. Seeing his father holding the cradle, the boy ran over excitedly.

The King of Chu sat on the chair and gave half of the chair for the eldest son to sit on. Then the father and the other two looked at the little boy who had just been born together.

Although it was midnight, the good news still spread.

When King Rui learned that he was so angry that he went to the house of his beloved concubine Zhang in the middle of the night and pampered Zhang fiercely. The princess was useless, so he hoped that Zhang would give birth to a son for him. As long as it was a son, he would also like him. The Shou Prince's Mansion made sure that his sister-in-law and his son were safe. Zhao Heng and Song Jianing were completely relieved, especially Song Jianing. She remembered that Princess Rui gave birth to a daughter, but the emperor did not give her any rewards, which shows how much she was looking forward to her grandson. Now that Feng Zheng gave birth to a daughter, the emperor was happy. Then even if she gave birth to a daughter next month, the emperor would not be too disappointed. It can be said that Feng Zheng gave birth to another child, which helped her relieve her a lot of burden.

There was another fat grandson in the palace. Emperor Xuande finally laughed in the middle of the night, untied his clothes and slept peacefully for the first time since his nephew's death. On the side of Queen Li, when she heard that the Princess Chu had indeed given birth to a son, Queen Li also got into the bed satisfied and waited for Feng Zheng to finish her confinement before speaking.

The next day, Emperor Xuande gave his eldest daughter-in-law generously, and then he remembered that he also gave Princess Rui a reward to Princess Rui, who gave birth to a daughter. But for Princess Rui, this reward of two months late was like a slap. It would be better not to give it to her. She was so hard that she sent the maid and threw herself on the bed and cried for half a day, her eyes were swollen.

Both sisters-in-laws were born, and Song Jianing became more and more nervous and began to suffer from insomnia at night.

Zhao Heng was awakened by the movement of her turn over and asked her what she was thinking. Song Jianing couldn't say it and was inexplicably panicked.

Zhao Heng could mention her paintings, but he couldn't help with giving birth. He hugged her from behind and whispered: "Tomorrow, please ask my mother-in-law."

Song Jianing is getting heavier and heavier. In the past 16 months, he has been the grandmother. His mother came to the royal palace to see her, but...

"Tomorrow is only fourteen." Song Jianing whispered, misunderstanding that the prince remembered the wrong day.

Zhao Heng held her hand and put it on her belly together: "As long as you want, your mother-in-law can live in the palace."

One is his princess, the other is his soon-to-be-born flesh and blood. At this moment, the mother and mother are the most important.

Song Jianing smiled, tears rolling down silently.

She knew what she was afraid of. She was afraid that she would not be born, she was afraid that something would happen to her, and when she woke up, she returned to the suburbs, afraid that she would find that she had just had a beautiful dream, a dream with the young emperor. Why is it the emperor? Because of such a situation, only the emperor could save her.
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