Zhu Yunying will keep an eye on the Eastern Depot, but that doesn't mean he's solely focused on it right now.

Sending his subordinates, the imperial guards and secret police, to do certain tasks was merely a tactic, a means for Zhu Yunying to rectify official corruption. With more and more leverage at his disposal, he could naturally exert immense pressure on civil and military officials in the court.

In a good mood, Joo Yoon-young began to rest after a busy day, but suddenly heard Wang Seung-eun calling her softly.

Zhu Yunying opened his eyes, and Wang Chengen immediately said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty! Your Majesty, the Empress has given birth to a prince for Your Majesty."

Zhu Yunying was instantly wide awake, and stood up with a smile, "Is the Empress doing well?"

Wang Chengen naturally dared not conceal the truth and quickly said, "The lady-in-waiting said that everything is fine, and His Highness the Third Prince is crying loudly. Perhaps it is because His Highness the Empress gave birth to the Crown Prince earlier, and this time it is also going smoothly."

Zhu Yunying laughed and said, "Then let's get ready and go grind the ink. Tell Fengxian Hall to make preparations; we're going there."

Wang Chengen naturally rushed to give instructions, even though he often didn't need to handle things personally. However, these kinds of matters definitely required Wang Chengen to convey the imperial decree; the emperor's time was precious and couldn't be left waiting.

After washing up, Zhu Yunying wrote a letter, naturally to report the good news to Old Zhu.

Zhu Yunying then changed into his court robes, and a group of eunuchs and maids followed him with lanterns.

Compared to when Little Zhu was born, the current commotion is not that great. When Little Zhu was born, it was a major event that the entire court was watching closely, because he was born to the Empress, and according to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, he was the legitimate son and the future emperor.

To put it simply, this also proves that Zhu Yunying's fertility was not a problem, and there was no need to worry about a lack of successors. This reassured many people that the Ming Dynasty truly had a worthy successor.

Compared to the birth of Zhu Wengeng, there was little fanfare at his birth; he was merely an ordinary concubine giving birth to a son for the emperor, unrelated to the fate of the nation. Even now, with the empress giving birth to another prince, there hasn't been much of a stir, as Zhu Wengeng's position as crown prince is already too secure.

When little Zhu was born, old Zhu was overjoyed, and eldest Zhu, who had just recovered from his illness, was also beaming with happiness. He hurriedly took Zhu Yunying to worship their ancestors. Not only the Fengxian Hall, but also the Imperial Ancestral Temple and the Great Sacrificial Altar were opened to the public. This was a true worship ceremony for Heaven and Earth.

The ceremony was held in the same manner as when Zhu Yunying was born. All the officials immediately entered the palace, because everyone knew that the Empress's eldest son was the successor of the Ming Dynasty, a favored son of heaven who was showered with love and affection.

When Zhu Yunying arrived at Fengxian Hall, he knelt down respectfully and said, "Ancestors above, your subject Zhu Yunwen respectfully reports that on the 20th day of the fifth month of the third year of Yingshi, thanks to the blessings of our ancestors, my wife Miaoqing gave birth to our second son."

Zhu Yunying's form of address is perfectly appropriate. Even if the old Zhu himself were here, he would only refer to himself as "your subject." Of course, one must maintain proper decorum before one's own ancestor.

After offering sacrifices to his ancestors, including his great-grandfather and great-great-grandfather, Zhu Yunying rose and walked towards Empress Ma's memorial tablet. "Grandmother, your grandson is a father again. We now have three sons and one daughter, all of whom are very successful. Your grandson has truly grown up."

After talking to Empress Ma for a long time, Zhu Yunying offered incense before the memorial tablet of the first emperor, saying, "Father, I now have two legitimate sons. We are still a relatively good emperor. You must take good care of our grandmother and mother. We will fulfill our filial duties after we pass away."

There's little conversation about everyday matters with Da Zhu; we need to talk more about court affairs, which is something Da Zhu enjoys.

After saying this, Zhu Yunying looked at Chang Shi's memorial tablet and said, "Mother, we have another son. Yesterday, that little rascal Yuntong was still with us. He's not much different from when he was a child. He's still just as unruly and good-for-nothing, but he's still quite considerate."

“Our grandmother is over there, and our father has gone there too, so you’re not alone anymore.” Zhu Yunying sat on the futon and said with a smile, “But our imperial grandfather, let me just say this in secret, I think if Yin’er and I weren’t here now, he would definitely have gone there too. Unlike now, when he ran away with Yin’er and doesn’t want to come back.”

Zhu Yunying was in a good mood and kept rambling on and on. Wang Chengen wasn't in a hurry; he just waited outside the Fengxian Hall. He wasn't qualified to come in, and neither was anyone else.

As for the fact that it's almost time for the morning court session, there's nothing wrong with having the civil and military officials waiting there; Wang Chengen felt it was the most reasonable thing to do.

In reality, many civil and military officials were unaware of these matters and simply lined up and entered the palace as usual. However, after the three shouts of "Long live the Emperor!", the emperor, who was supposed to arrive late, still did not appear, leaving many people puzzled.

Chang Mao felt a chill run down his spine, because not only was the emperor absent, but the emperor's personal eunuch, Wang Chengen, was also nowhere to be seen.

Ru Chang suddenly stepped forward and sternly reprimanded, "Silence! This is an important place for the imperial court; what kind of decorum is this, making such a racket!"

Chang Mao also stepped forward and rebuked Wu Xun, "You are all important ministers of the country, why are you making such a fuss? Censors, do not forget your duties."

The censor was displeased. When did it become the Duke's place to arrange matters of the Censorate? Even if you are the descendant of the Prince of Kaiping and His Majesty's maternal uncle, you shouldn't be so arrogant at this time. Do you want to become a powerful maternal relative?

Just then, a middle-aged eunuch walked expressionlessly to the steps of the palace and addressed the civil and military officials, saying, "His Majesty is currently in the Fengxian Hall. Gentlemen, please wait here."

Now the civil and military officials seemed to have a better understanding of the situation, mainly because what had happened earlier was the first time in more than 30 years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, so many people were flustered and confused.

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