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Chapter 567 0564 [Your Majesty, how should this history be revised? 】

August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Hurrying slowly, Han Zhen finally arrived in the capital on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It's not that they are rushing back to celebrate the festival, but the Di sisters are about to give birth.

It's a miracle that these two sisters found out they were pregnant almost at the same time, and now they are giving birth to children at the same time.

In addition, An Niang is about to give birth.

The festive atmosphere in Tokyo has not completely dissipated. The Mid-Autumn Festival lanterns and ribbons are still hanging on the streets and alleys, and the faces of the people have a residual look of joy.

In the evening, the carriage ran over the afterglow of the setting sun on the bluestone slabs and drove along the Royal Street towards Xuandemen.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

Han Zhen frowned slightly and asked, "Why did you stop?"

"Your Majesty, please wait for me to see you."

The next moment, Liu Chang's voice sounded.

Zhao Ji?

A strange look flashed in Han Zhen's eyes and he ordered: "Xuan."

Although he was in the south during this period, through the Secret Intelligence Department, he knew all the secrets in the capital, so naturally Zhao Ji's affairs could not be hidden from him.

After Zhao Ji was cool for a while, he was finally kicked out of the restaurant.

Now, calligraphy and painting can no longer be sold, and Zhao Kai, a grown-up boy, is living on the streets all day long.

After receiving Han Zhen's approval, Liu Chang sang: "I'm waiting to see you in Xuanjing Street."

Hearing this, Zhao Ji's face lit up, he cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Liu."

Watching Zhao Ji get on the carriage with a bang, Liu Chang couldn't help but sigh.

Back then, he was just a low-level eunuch in the palace, and he was not even qualified to meet Zhao Ji. But now the other party is fawning over him. It is really unpredictable in the world.

"I have met your Majesty."

After getting on the carriage, Zhao Ji bowed.

Han Zhen asked, "Why are you waiting for me to come to Jingjie?"

Zhao Ji said sternly: "I am living without a fixed abode and sleeping on the street. This has damaged the prestige of the imperial court. Your Majesty is kind and kind. Please arrange a place for me to live."

This guy is quite clever and uses the excuse of damaging the prestige of the imperial court.

Han Zhen smiled slightly: "I have neglected this matter. After I return to the palace, I will order someone to arrange a residence for Marquis Jingjie."

"Your Majesty's holy grace, I am filled with gratitude."

Zhao Ji felt happy.

Today he shamelessly came to see her and finally solved her housing problem. At least she no longer had to sleep on the street with mosquitoes as her companions.

After sending Zhao Ji away, Han Zhen ordered: "Liu Chang, arrange a place for Jingjiehou to live tomorrow."

"The servant understands."

Liu Chang responded understandingly.

As someone who serves His Majesty, it is a basic skill to figure out the Holy Will.

Many times, it is difficult for the Holy Spirit to speak clearly, and at the same time, he also leaves a way out for himself.

After all, Jun Wuxi said that words are like water thrown out and cannot be taken back.

An emperor who does not keep his words and changes his orders every day will lose his prestige.

For example, right now, Lord Jingjie wants to find a place to live, and His Majesty has ordered that arrangements be made tomorrow.

Why tomorrow?
Therefore, it is already obvious what kind of accommodation to arrange.

As we enter autumn, the days start to get shorter.

When Han Zhen returned to Yanfu Palace, the sunset had completely set on the horizon, and night fell slowly.

As soon as he entered Yanfu Palace, he saw Zhao Fujin coming towards him with a face full of joy.

"I met my sister."

Jiang Suyi and her three daughters smiled and performed the Wanfu ceremony.

"Ah."

Zhao Fujin nodded, and then said happily: "Husband, my sister has given birth to a big fat boy."

She is really happy.

The next generation of the Han family finally has a leader.

Regardless of whether she is her biological child or not, she has to call her mother from now on and respect her like her own mother.

Zhao Fujin's reaction was also the normal reaction of an ordinary people's matron when she learned that her concubine had given birth to a child.

Han Zhen looked happy and asked: "Where is the Jade slave?"

"Sister Yunu is still in the delivery room, and Po Wen said she has to wait for a while... ugh!"

Before Zhao Fujin finished speaking, she vomited, and she quickly reached out to cover her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Han Zhen raised his eyebrows: "Are you pregnant too?"

He was not surprised, after all, since returning from the Northern Expedition, he had been pestered by little girls to have children, more than twenty times a month, so it was normal to become pregnant.

And counting the time, I should indeed have morning sickness by now.

Zhao Fujin covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Yes, I asked the imperial doctor to diagnose me earlier. I want to wait for my husband to come back..."

But before she could finish her words, she felt morning sickness again.

Han Zhen stepped forward, supported her, and said warmly: "Okay, don't say anything else, just go back to the palace and rest."

Under the envious eyes of Jiang Suyi and the three girls, Zhao Fujin snuggled into Han Zhen's arms and slowly returned to the dormitory.

After comforting the little girl, Han Zhen rushed to Congyu Pavilion without stopping.

At this moment, Jiang Suyi's three daughters had already arrived at Congyu Pavilion and were gathering around Di Yiren's boudoir, teasing the newborn baby.

An Niang's whole body became plumper, and her body was trembling, as if her inner clothes were about to burst. However, she did not have a physique that showed her pregnancy. Even if she was about to give birth, her belly was still the same as it had been for five or six months.

"Husband!"

Seeing Han Zhen, An Niang knelt down and saluted.

Han Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "It's almost time to give birth, so don't go out and mess around."

An Niang replied: "It has been so long and there is no movement at all, so the imperial doctor asked the slave to move around more."

"Okay."

Since it was the advice of the imperial doctor, Han Zhen said no more.

"Daddy!"

"Daddy, Daddy!"

With two crisp shouts, Shengnu rushed over first, and then Xiao Heyue also stumbled over, with two little girls hugging his legs one on the left and the other on the right.

"Good daughter!"

Han Zhen smiled and held the two little ones in his arms, took a sip and asked, "Where is your mother?"

Sheng Nu replied obediently: "Auntie Yunu is helping Aunt Yunu give birth to the baby."

Xiao Heyue still grinned sillyly, and pinched her father's nose with her white and chubby little hands, as if she was using it as a toy, pinching and pulling.

I don't know where this little guy got such strength, and Han Zhen was in pain for a while.

Seeing the two little girls clinging to Han Zhen, An Niang stepped forward to help him out: "Okay, you two, come down and let daddy see your brother."

After all the hard talk, the two little girls were finally persuaded to come down.

Han Zhen was able to escape and walked to the bed.

Di Yiren looked a little pale. When she saw Han Zhen, a smile broke out on her face: "Husband."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Han Zhen smiled and held her hand, then turned to look at the baby beside him.

The little guy huddled in his swaddling clothes, eyes closed tightly, wrinkled, like a little old man.

"Isn't sister giving birth yet?"

Dee asked weakly as if he remembered something.

She and her sister entered the delivery room almost in front of each other. The whole process went smoothly for her. In less than half an hour, she gave birth successfully with the help of Granny Wen, and she suffered almost no pain.

On the contrary, there has been no news from my sister until now.

Han Zhen comforted her warmly: "I haven't come out yet, but Po Wen is here, so don't worry."

The stable mothers invited by the palace are all the most skilled in the city of Tokyo. They have delivered countless babies in their lives and have extremely rich experience.

Moreover, Zhao Fujin also sent someone to invite the female doctor in the city who was known as the master of gynecology.

An Niang also said: "Your sister is pregnant with twins, so she will naturally suffer some consequences."

Yes, Di Yunu was pregnant with twins. The imperial doctor had drawn the conclusion from the pulse a long time ago.

The conversation between the two seemed to wake up the sleeping baby. After twisting his body a few times, he opened his mouth and howled.

Seeing the baby crying, Dee immediately panicked and hurriedly coaxed her.

Even though she is older than Jiang Suyi, she is actually very simple and has a silly temperament.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, the prince must be hungry."

At this time, a wet nurse said timidly.

A newborn baby basically eats and sleeps. Once he wakes up and cries, he is either hungry or pooping and peeing.

"You have a good rest, I'm going to see the jade slave." The wet nurse was breastfeeding, and Han Zhen couldn't stay any longer, so he got up and left the room.

After all, these wet nurses were all women from innocent family backgrounds, with husbands and families. Working as wet nurses in the palace was just to find a job to supplement the family's income, not as a Master Attendant.

As soon as she left the room, she bumped into Di Yunu's personal maid.

"Your Majesty forgive me."

The palace goddess knelt down in fear.

Han Zhen waved his hand: "Why are you so nervous?"

Hearing this, the palace maid lost her panic and said happily: "Reporting to Your Majesty, Concubine Hua has given birth to a pair of twins, a dragon and a phoenix."

In the Song Dynasty, empress was a unique honorific title for the queen, while courtiers and common people called concubines a certain number of empresses.

At the same time, if the prince or daughter is the daughter of a concubine, when calling his biological mother, he would call his sister.

Later generations may find it weird, but that was the case in the Song Dynasty.

It’s considered alive.

Han Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly towards Di Yunu's boudoir.

Before entering the boudoir, I heard two loud cries.

Han Zhen was about to go in, but was stopped by Run Niang who had just gone out and advised: "Erlang, please wait a moment. The slave has just given birth and is so filthy that it will not be good if she bumps into Erlang."

"Ah."

Han Zhen nodded and paused.

When a woman gives birth, there is nothing beautiful about it. Sometimes she will pee and poop.

The smell of blood mixed with feces and urine permeated the house, which was unmistakable.

In later generations, many husbands who accompanied their wives during childbirth had psychological shadows after witnessing their wives giving birth, and thus lost interest in their wives.

Han Zhen asked: "Isn't the jade slave in the way?"

Runniang said with lingering fear: "Sister Yunu lost a lot of blood. Both Nu and Sister Fujin were frightened. Fortunately, Dr. Youzhuang has fallen asleep now."

Han Zhen chuckled and said, "It's okay."

Regarding the Di sisters, he admitted that at first he was just lustful and wanted to eat Western food.

But after getting along for a long time, the Di sisters are well-behaved and sweet, and they will eventually fall in love with each other over time.

The two of them waited quietly outside the door, while palace maids kept coming in and out carrying wooden basins.

A quarter of an hour later, the door opened from the inside, and two Wen Pos and Dr. Zhuang walked out.

"I have met His Majesty."

The three of them saluted together.

Han Zhen did not put on airs, but said with a smile: "On behalf of Concubine Hua, I would like to thank you three for your hard work."

He has always respected the doctor Wen Po.

After all, who can guarantee that they will never get sick in their lifetime?

"Oh, I can't do it. Your Majesty can't do it."

The two stable women were flattered and waved their hands quickly.

"You're welcome. I will order the three of you to be escorted out of the palace later."

After Han Zhen finished speaking, he turned his attention to Dr. Zhuang. He was over forty years old, with plain appearance but a calm temperament.

"As early as when I was in Shandong, I heard Mrs. Li praise Dr. Zhuang many times. Today, it is indeed better to meet him than to meet him."

Dr. Zhuang said humbly: "Your Majesty is so complimentary."

She naturally knew who Mrs. Li Han Zhen was talking about.

Now, Li Qingzhao has moved to Tokyo for more than a year and often gets together with her.

Han Zhen asked: "Doctor Zhuang is a sage in gynecology, but does he have the heart to preach and teach?"

Dr. Zhuang didn't know why, so he replied: "People's women have this intention."

"it is good!"

Han Zhen showed a satisfied look on his face and ordered: "It's getting late. Doctor Zhuang, please go back first. I will invite Doctor Zhuang into the palace for a detailed discussion tomorrow."

"The daughter of the people resigns."

Doctor Zhuang was full of doubts. He bowed and walked out of Congyu Pavilion.

Looking at Dr. Zhuang's leaving figure, Run Niang asked curiously: "Does Erlang want to hire her as a royal doctor in the palace?"

"Being a royal doctor in the palace is too wasteful. I have other plans."

Han Zhen said as he walked into the boudoir.

At this time, the boudoir had been cleaned up, the windows were reopened to let in some air, and incense was lit.

But even so, there is still a faint smell of blood.

It can be seen that Di Yunu did shed a lot of blood when she gave birth.

Di Yunu lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. Zhao Fujin sat aside and quietly watched the two wet nurses taking care of the baby skillfully.

"His Majesty."

Seeing Han Zhen, Zhao Fujin's beautiful eyes burst into laughter.

Stepping forward and looking at the two infant children, Han Zhen asked, "Which of the two little guys will come out first?"

Zhao Fujin replied softly: "My sister was born first, and my brother struggled for another half an hour before he came out."

"Boy, he's a bit tougher after all."

Han Zhen stretched out his index finger and gently touched the little guy's cheek with his fingertips, his face full of love.

After teasing the child for a while, Han Zhen got up and left for fear of disturbing Di Yunu's rest.

……

The next day.

Early in the morning, after Han Zhen visited the Di family sisters and their three newborn children, he came to Chui Gong Hall.

Not long after, Wu Min, the Minister of Rites, walked into the hall.

"I congratulate Your Majesty on the birth of your precious son."

As soon as he entered the hall, Wu Min congratulated him with a smile.

Your Majesty finally has a son.

It's a pity that the biological mothers of the two princes are from the Western Regions and cannot be crown princes. But fortunately, it proves that His Majesty is in good health and his heirs will surely be prosperous in the future.

"Happy together."

Han Zhen smiled slightly and ordered: "Would you please Wu Qing to record the jade butterflies and send them to the Ancestral Temple."

Hearing this, Wu Min asked: "I wonder if the new prince, Di Ji, has a name?"

Han Zhen said: "I haven't given a name yet. I will come back in a hundred days."

The emperor had his own way of naming his children.

The emperors of Zhao and Song all used the same radical.

Renzong's sons are all with the character "Ri", Yingzong's sons are all with the character "Ye", and Zhao Ji's sons are all with the character "木".

Han Zhen hasn't decided yet on how to name his children.

"I understand."

Wu Min responded, but did not leave.

Seeing this, Han Zhen asked, "What else does Wu Qing do?"

Wu Min reminded: "Your Majesty, according to etiquette, it is time to compile the history of the previous dynasty."

Han Zhen didn't think much and waved his hand: "I'm sure."

"..."

Wu Min hesitated to speak.

Han Zhen asked doubtfully: "What's the problem?"

Wu Min hesitated and said: "I forgive you for being stupid. How should I revise this history?"

Ok!

It turns out you were waiting for me here.

Han Zhen also came to his senses now and understood Wu Min's difficulty.

It was a tradition for the new dynasty to compile the history of the previous dynasty. The Tang Dynasty took the history of the Sui Dynasty and compiled it for the Sui Dynasty.

But when it came to Song Dynasty, something went wrong.

After the five dynasties of chaos, the Zhao and Song dynasties finally unified the north and the south, but the problem was that there was Liao in the north, Xixia in the west, and Dali in the southwest.

The sixteen states of Yanyun were not recaptured until the fall of the country.

Is Zhao and Song considered a unified dynasty?

In response, two voices appeared in the court.

One group believes that although the Zhao and Song dynasties lasted for more than 160 years, they were actually only a continuation of the Five Dynasties. They claimed vassalage and paid tribute to the barbarians of the Liao Kingdom, which could not be regarded as the orthodoxy of the Central Plains dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty should be respected as the previous dynasty.

This is just like when the Han Dynasty was first established, it did not recognize the Qin Dynasty, but respected the Zhou Dynasty as the previous dynasty.

The other group believes that although the Zhao and Song Dynasties were more absurd and weaker, their achievements in unifying the north and the south and ending the troubled times of the Five Dynasties cannot be erased, and they should be given some dignity because of their prosperous culture and governance.

The two factions were in a stalemate, and no one could convince the other. In the end, Wu Min had no choice but to finally find an opportunity today to stab Han Zhen in front of him.

(End of this chapter)