My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 308
Of course, most of the time, as long as the emperor has some power, he will not care too much about the opinions of this group of academics who hold Confucian orthodoxy, have no local roots, and have no cliques in Beijing.

Of course, Zhu Houcong could ignore the chatter in his ears of these officials of the Ministry of Rites, just like his ancestors.

He even just threw these stubborn old men away to do some business, so that they would not be an eyesore in the court and disturb the peace.

In fact, any of the young scholars and officials who dared to show signs of being active and ready to speak out about the emperor's illegitimate life had already been sent to various places by Zhu Houcong to help farmers build canals and pave roads.

But the rest are old, weak, sick and disabled.

If they were to be sent to the barren and remote areas that the empire had recently pacified and developed, it would undoubtedly be a trick to let them die.

Zhu Houcong thought that he was unable to do such a thing.

Removing them from their official positions and depriving them of the right to remonstrate seems to be too unfair to these officials who have followed the teachings of the sages and performed their duties conscientiously.

A thorough adjustment of the official system would involve too many aspects.

The method of reforming the ancestors will undoubtedly cause doubts and confusion in the hearts of the emperor's scholars, and the reinterpretation of past classics will trigger a new round of debates and conflicts between the court and intellectuals.

All in all-

"It's too much trouble! Why don't I just start practicing Taoism!"

The main focus is to govern by doing nothing and comply with the laws of history.

Although it sounds depressing, it is not a bad idea for the Ming Dynasty, which is currently in a state where "the upper levels are exhausted from running around to quell the invasion and rebellion, and the lower levels are half-dead in order to provide the food and military supplies needed for the expedition." It is a way to help people heal the wounds caused by war.

"Zaiji, call Father quickly..."

Looking at the little thing in front of me, which is only six months old at most, but is being forced to cluck and scream by its own mother.

Zhu Houcong was silent for a moment subconsciously.

Hey guys, don't be too abstract.

Lu Fang led the prince's concubines into the Wanshou Palace one by one, and sat down in an orderly manner according to their rank.

The first person to visit Zhu Houcong was naturally his eldest son, Zhu Zaiji. At this time, the little unlucky guy had not yet realized the identity of the only young man in front of him who could sit on the chair.

He was still in a deep sleep and was forcibly shaken awake before entering the palace. Then he stared blankly at the cheap father who was wearing casual clothes and looking at the stupid son in front of him with a vague look of disgust.

Fortunately, this stupid son still has some talent. Although the talent is not high, he can still be used as a free coolie.

Although according to the ritual system, the civil servants very much hoped that the future of the empire would be led by an eldest son who was perfect in terms of Confucian ethics.

But first of all, Zhu Houcong has no idea of ​​​​establishing a queen for the time being.

On the one hand, my mother, the Empress Dowager Chiang, obviously had her own ideas about who should inherit the future of the empire.

Zhu Houcong, on the other hand, prefers to select the most talented and powerful prince to inherit the throne. As for establishing a direct descendant, wouldn't it be enough to promote the prince's mother to the queen the day before he ascends the throne?
The bug of Confucian ethics is perfectly stuck.

He stood up and poked the face of the sleepy Junzi in front of him.

Okay, I’m a bit confused. Can I choose a daughter to try later?
Su Ziping was obviously a little happy when she saw the interaction between the emperor and his eldest son.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as she had spent several months recovering from the trauma of childbirth.

Today, her every frown and smile are still full of charm, and her beauty and grace have not diminished.

However, Zhu Houcong felt that apart from the dozen or so heirs he had without spiritual roots, there was a high probability that the remaining princes would be enough.

Moreover, the newly formed forests and ecosystem in Xiyuan obviously cannot withstand excessive damage even if they develop for more than ten years.

I feel like the need to create a little human is not that strong.

Concubine Su Ziping, who had obviously been specially dressed when she left the palace, was looking at the blind Zhu Houcong when she was facing him.

Zhu Houcong touched Zhu Zaiji's forehead.

The little thing in front of him just wanted to struggle, but seemed to be frightened by the spiritual energy that entered the body and probed the meridians all over the body, exuding a faint heat.

In the wet nurse's arms, she opened her mouth wide and froze on the spot, not daring to express her anger. "Have you taken all the pills I asked Huang Jin to send to the palace on time?"

The child is very healthy. It seems that as long as the hospital is not allowed to interfere, he will not die suddenly like in the original history.

After Zhu Houcong confirmed the status, he gently withdrew his hand.

After letting the wet nurse take the prince down, she looked at Su Ziping and asked.

Su Ziping replied.

"Your Majesty asked Eunuch Huang to deliver the elixirs to the palace. I will feed Zaiji and take them every day according to your Majesty's instructions. I dare not slack off."

Zhu Houcong nodded.

Looking at the concubine in front of her with a rosy face and skin like snow.

It seems that although the Huang family's prescription is a low-end version of the Ming Dynasty, it is still somewhat effective.

You can tell by looking at Su Ziping's appearance.

I could smell the fragrance of the spiritual energy emanating from the woman in front of me.

Zhu Houcong could probably imagine that every time the little prince drank the medicine, Su Ziping must have personally tested it to be non-toxic before being fed to Zhu Zaiji.

When Su Ziping saw Zhu Houcong suddenly approaching her and taking a deep breath, her face could not help but turn a little red.

"Since it works, let Huang Jin send more to the palace in the future. My beloved concubine should also take good care of her body..."

As Zhu Houcong said, he moved closer and closer, and Su Ziping's face became more and more rosy.

"By the way, although your father is regarded as a loyal Duke, he is still on an errand as the commander of Shandong Beiwa Road. He doesn't have a residence in the capital yet!"

Looking at the emperor who suddenly became serious in front of her, Su Ziping was stunned until she saw the well-hidden smile in the eyes of the emperor in front of her.

Only then did he realize that he had been tricked.

Seeing the emperor in front of him who looked a little childish for a moment, Su Ziping felt angry and funny in her heart.

OK OK!That’s how you play it, right?
But after all, it was an errand involving his nominal "father", and there were many concubines present, so he couldn't have an attack.

I could only reply respectfully.

"Yes, the Queen Mother recently sent an order to the Supervisor of Ceremonies that all the royal concubines who have given birth to the emperor's heirs, the official and title rewards given by the emperor will not be distributed until the princes are full moon in the coming year - "

"Is that so—"

Zhu Houcong can generally understand the inner struggle of his old mother.

But for him, a prince with a second-class spiritual root, who is destined to take on a great responsibility.

Zhu Houcong didn't have so many calculations.

He also never allowed anyone to disrupt his arrangements in any way.

He sat upright on the golden platform, closed his eyes and quickly opened them.

Huang Jin and Lu Fang suddenly saw a golden dragon rising into the sky.

But upon closer inspection, there was nothing.

Just listen to Zhu Houcong's voice coming slowly.

With eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

"I see that my eldest son is in very good health! As long as there are no villains plotting to murder him, there will definitely be no problems, or any happy event turning into a funeral that will be annoying."

(End of this chapter)