Lu Yufei was woken up at night, she put on a dress hurriedly, and Zhang Momo had already opened the door outside. After a while, Zhang Momo came inside and said to Lu Yufei with a solemn face: "Shizi Consort, the princess is about to give birth."
"I know." Lu Yufei straightened her hair quickly and said, "I heard it just now. Momo, i will change my clothes and I will go ahead."
Zhang Momo responded and quickly turned on the lights and called everyone up for Lu Yufei to rectify. Lu Yufei just put on her overalls, and there were people outside again.
Zhang Momo went outside, and she was back soon but her expression was not very good: "Shizi Consort, the woman who reported just now said that the prince has ordered that no one is allowed to go out. If anyone is found walking around without a good reason, they will be punished."
All the maids in the room took a deep breath, and making trouble is not casual talk, especially is the one who ordered it is royalty. If you are killed, you will worry about whether it will hurt your relatives. Prince Jing gave such a strict ban, that is, it is crucified, no one is allowed to go out, and no one is allowed to pass on the news.
Lu Yufei changed her clothes halfway. When she heard this, she took off the pearl hairpin from her head and threw it on the table, saying: "I changed for nothing."
Zhang Momo had never experienced anything like this before, her fingers trembled with fright, and her whole body was uneasy. It's just giving birth, and it's not that she has never seen a woman give birth. Why was she so nervous?
It might be because she was in a different mansion.
Lu Yufei took a deep breath, and sat on a stool, unable to move for a long time. After a while, Lu Yufei felt that the room was stuffy, and said, "Open the windows. The charcoal is about to burn out. Remove it and replace it with a new one."
"Yes." The maid took the order, carrying the charcoal basin to pick up charcoal outside. Taking advantage of the small number of people in the room, Lu Yufei approached Zhang Momo and said in a low voice: "Momo, the prince does not let anyone go out. You should guard the corner door and pay attention to the movement outside. As soon as you have any news, come and tell me."
Zhang Momo replied and nodded her head: "This old slave understands." After speaking, Zhang Momo hesitated and asked quietly: "Shizi Consort, do you think the child is a son or a daughter?"
Lu Yufei pursed her mouth, her face was gloomy and no one could see her expression. Is it a son or a daughter? Lu Yufei certainly hopes to be a daughter.
Dear Buddha, please let Tang Shishi give birth to a daughter.
Zhang Momo went out, and Lu Yufei sat in the bedroom alone, walking around, fidgeting. In the end, Lu Yufei was really panicked, so she found a string of Buddhist beads, sat on the side of the room, and prayed in her heart while holding the beads: "It's a daughter, it must be a daughter."
Lu Yufei waited anxiously for a long time, and when the rooster cocked, Zhang Momocame back with a drooping face. Lu Yufei's heart sank as soon as she saw Zhang Momo's face.
"Shizi Consort, the Princess gave birth to a boy."
At the same time, in many courtyards of the mansion, someone quietly ran back from the corner gate and passed the news to everyone: "The princess gave birth to a boy."
In Yan'an courtyard, Doctor Wen held the baby, smiled and showed the child's face to Zhao Chengjun: "Congratulations, Wangye, you see, he is a big fat boy, he weighs eight jins."
The child's skin was flushed, his face was soaked and wrinkled, and his eyes were still closed at the moment, not knowing what kind of world he came into. This is the first time that Zhao Chengjun has seen a newborn. He was surprised and felt magical.
A child was born like this? In Zhao Chengjun's impression, children are all wrapped in red clothes, clean and decent, white and fat. Zhao Chengjun always thought that a child was born like this.
It turns out that when they first came into the world, they were so small and so fragile. Seeing that Zhao Chengjun was watching the child seriously, Doctor Wen was bold enough to stretch out her hand to hand the baby to Zhao Chengjun. Zhao Chengjun's whole body was stiff, he looked at the little child in his palm, a little confused, thinking, this is his son.
The son of him and Tang Shishi.
Did he look the same when he was born?
Zhao Chengjun didn't dare to move his arms at all. Liu Ji saw Zhao Chengjun's posture stiff, and stepped forward skillfully to take the baby: "The prince is a first time father, and he hasn't learned how to hold the child."
Zhao Chengjun never hugged a child, but Liu Ji knew how to. Not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, Liu Ji used the "first time", as if he had completely forgotten the existence of Zhao Chengjun's adopted son. Zhao Chengjun didn't notice these details. After Liu Ji took the child, he was really relieved and asked, "Where is the princess?"
"The princess is asleep in the delivery room."
It was difficult for Tang Shishi when she was pregnant, and the birth was considered smooth, as there were no problems. Zhao Chengjun looked at the delivery room with the doors and windows closed, and said, "Hold him so that the nurse can feed him."
Liu Ji replied, "This old slave obeys Wangye's orders."
Liu Ji grew up taking care of Zhao Chengjun, and now he can continue to take care of the little master, his face is undoubtedly happy. Liu Ji's heart is on the child, this is the heir that the prince finally got, the heir of the future mansion. In Liu Ji's eyes, isn't this child a priceless treasure?
Liu Ji led the nanny. He was a eunuch who had served the emperor and noble concubines in the palace. He couldn't be more familiar with serving people. Handing the child to Liu Ji, Zhao Chengjun was also relieved.
After sending the child away, Zhao Chengjun finally felt relieved and strode towards the delivery room. The maid lady who entered and exited at the door was shocked, as man is not supposed to enter, as he would be disgusted, However, when they saw Zhao Chengjun's face, no one dared to speak, so they walked away in silence.
Zhao Chengjun didn't pay attention to those them at all. This is his wife and the mother of his child. He will do great lengths to protect them. There is nothing to avoid.
He walked into the delivery room, and when he smelled the blood inside, he frowned.
She was so squeamish and afraid of pain, she had to coax her fingers on the table for a long time, and now she bled so much. Du Juan came out with a basin of hot water, and when she looked up and saw Zhao Chengjun, she almost knelt in fright: "Wangye?"
Zhao Chengjun immediately warned her with his eyes: "Be quiet."
Dujuan knew she had made a mistake, and quickly closed her mouth. Zhao Chengjun asked: "Is she in there?"
"Yes." Du Juan whispered back, "The princess is tired and is already asleep."
Zhao Chengjun waved his hand: "Get out."
Du Juan should have said something, but when she saw Zhao Chengjun walking gently behind the curtain, she felt that she didn't need to say anything. She hugged the basin, closed the tent quietly, and stepped back gently.
Zhao Chengjun opened the tent. When he saw the person on the bed, even though he was mentally prepared, he still felt a lot of pain. The bedding on the bed had been changed, but the smell of blood was still there. Her hair was completely wet with sweat, her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and she fell asleep weakly on the pillow.
Zhao Chengjun sat on the edge of the bed and gently pulled her sweaty hair around her forehead. She is fell asleep unconsciously, showing how much she has suffered.
Zhao Chengjun sat on the side of the bed and watched for a long time, but Tang Shishi had no intention to wake up. The maid saw this but she was afraid that Zhao Chengjun would condemn her, and said cautiously: "Wangye, the princess is too tired, and she will wake up after a while."
Zhao Chengjun was a Qinwang [1]. His daughters would be either be a junzhu [2] or a xianzhu [3] and his son, his eldest son, would be named a Shizi [3]. In the future, all his other sons would be named a Junwang [4] or a Beile [5]. Tang Shishi gave birth to a son, whether he is the eldest son or the second son is not easy to say, but it is not a problem to call him a Prince.
Zhao Chengjun stood up and said, "Let her continue to sleep. No one is allowed to wake her. The princess's recuperation is the most important thing. If anyone dares to talk to her about outside matters, or invite others to see her, they will be punished no matter what."
The maid knelt on the ground and bowed her head fearfully: "Yes."
Zhao Chengjun asked the maid to take care of Tang Shishi and walked out by himself. Outside Yan'an courtyard, the guards had already been standing in a circle at the moment. Zhao Chengjun went out and said to the guard leader: "Protect the gate. No one is allowed to enter without my permission."
"Yes."
Zhao Chengjun left the yard. At this moment, the morning light was faint, the breeze was gusting, and the morning sun in the east was about to rise. Zhao Chengjun didn't sleep all night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. Instead, he was full of energy.
He knows that what awaits him outside is a bigger storm.
One night's time is enough to spread the news. Zhao Chengjun went to the study, spread the paper calmly, and wrote memorials to the court. The new prince was added to the fief of the feudal clan. He must be reported to the court and be recorded in the Zhao family tree.
What would be the child's name?
Zhao Chengjun thought it would be easy to name him, but he realized that it was not easy at all For a while, Zhao Chengjun thought that the word was too light, and then that the word was not solemn enough, and then it was too old-fashioned. He was picky for a long time, which caused the time to write memorial to be too time consuming. When someone came to greet him, he hadn't finished writing yet.
Zhao Zixun stood at the door, leaned over and said, "Father."
Zhao Chengjun put down his pen and ink, dried the ink on the paper, and slowly put it in the bookshelf. Zhao Chengjun's voice was calm, as cold and calm as usual: "Go in."
Zhao Zixun entered the door, and there were a few people behind him, all of whom were close ministers by Zhao Chengjun's side. They greeted Zhao Chengjun, and they used to talk about everything, but now these people are silent after saluting.
After a while, it was Zhao Zixun who broke the silence first: "Congratulations father for a son."
Zhao Chengjun just gave a faint "um". Ma Er couldn't bear it anymore, and asked gruffly, "Wangye, what are your plans next?"
"Step by step, garrison the border and serve the country." Zhao Chengjun replied without hurries, "Otherwise, what are your plans?"
Ma Er choked, his face flushed red: "Master, you know that this is not what i mean."
Ma Er is a vulgar person, unable to get things done. The staff took the words and said, "The ministers congratulates the prince who has another son. The son must be handsome, sensitive and studious. The little son is cute, lively and healthy. It is the blessing of Prince Jing."
Zhao Chengjun nodded and said, "Thank you Mr. Lu for your praise. For the child's fool moon banquet, I also invite Mr. Lu to attend this celebration."
"Wangye, the minister is frightened by this great honor." Mr. Lu spoke to Zhao Chengjun in a friendly manner. Suddenly, his voice changed, and he mentioned another person, "It is a great thing for the prince to be blessed with a son. However, the little son's mother, I don't know what the prince intends to do?"
This finally came. Zhao Chengjun knew that this day would come sooner or later. Tang Shishi was in labor last night, and this morning, they were blocked from Zhao Chengjun's study.
Sitting behind the bookcase, Zhao Chengjun had a faint expression and a calm tone. As usual, he gave orders, strong and confident: "She is the princess of this prince, and she gave birth to a son last night. Naturally, she should be raised in the mansion to honor her merits."
Ma Er was a little untenable. Mr. Lu gave him a secret glance and motioned him not to act rashly, then turned his head, still advancing and retreating, and said to Zhao Chengjun: "It is naturally meritorious for the princess to give birth to a young son, but this woman is sent from the court. She and the Empress Dowager Yao have a close relationship. Some time ago, the Empress Dowager Yao also sent a powerful maid by her side to award this woman. Wangye, this minister knows that you love your son, but there are so many virtuous and good women in the world, and you are a prince. You can find a young lady to take care of the little son. While the little son is still young and doesn't remember, you can quickly change the little son to another woman to raise him, so that you don't have to worry about the little son being taught badly, and you don't have to worry about the disharmony of the mansion and the gap between the mother and the child. "
Zhao Chengjun didn't speak, but his aides bent over and said: "Wangye, please order the prince to be seperated from his mother and his mother be offered to the dead."
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I needed to explain the titles before we continue:
Zhao Chengjun is a Qinwang (亲王); often shortened to just Wang (王) which means he is a first rank prince. This title is equivalent to a foreign king so in some chapters he might be called "King Jing".
So Tang Shishi is a Qinwangfei (亲王妃) often shortened as Wangfei (王妃). She is a first rank princess consort, which again is equivalent to being a foreign queen. So in some chapters she might be called "Queen Jing".
A qinwang's legitimate daughters, meaning they were born from his wife, would be a Junzhu (郡主) a third rank princess. All his other daughters would be a Xianzhu (县主), a fourth rank princess.
A qinwang's heir would be called Shizi (世子) and was equivalent to Junwang (郡王), a second rank prince. But in some cases like with Zhao Chengjun, where his Shizi is adopted, his eldest biological son* would be granted a Junwang title and would be equal to the Shizi. For a qinwang's other sons, they would be granted the title of Beile (貝勒), third rank prince.
Kinda confusing, but i wrote this down so you wont be confused.