Zhao Min had said this, and Zhang Wuji hurriedly said: "Min'er, we have been a family for a long time. If you have anything in your heart or any plans, you should tell me as soon as possible. It is not right for you to keep things in your heart."
Zhao Min smiled and said, "It's not that I want to hide it from you, but there are too many vixens around you."
"A few months ago, when I gave birth, I saw them, as if they were afraid that I would give birth to a boy."
Zhang Wuji said: "Min'er, how can you think like that? They are not what you think."
Zhao Min said: "You must be on guard against others. Among all your women, I am the only Mongolian. There is nothing wrong with being on guard against me."
"Isn't that right, Queen Sister?"
After hearing this, Zhao Linger glared at Zhao Min fiercely; "Sister Min'er, there are so many sisters here, why do you have to call my name? Aren't you afraid that I will deal with you later?"
"Besides, even if I have some little thoughts, so what? I'm just thinking about it in my mind. Even if you give birth to a boy, I will definitely not do anything that I shouldn't do. Even if I, Zhao Linger, have the courage of heaven, I will never dare to harm your child."
Having said this, Zhao Linger did not forget to look at Zhang Wuji, as if she wanted to explain something to him.
Zhang Wuji said: "Sister, you worry too much. I believe in you, absolutely. There is no need to say extra words between you and me."
After hearing this, Zhao Linger nodded with satisfaction: "Just believe me, I am wholeheartedly for you. If you are not willing to believe me even for such a small matter, I will die of heartbreak."
Gong Yu on the side also hurriedly said: "Your Majesty plans to support Sister Min'er's child to be the king of the grassland. There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it, but..."
After Gong Yu said this, he suddenly paused.
Zhang Wuji said: "Just what? Yu'er, we are family, there is no need to hide anything when we talk."
Gong Yu quickly waved his hands: "It's nothing, I just said the wrong thing, it's really nothing."
Zhao Min on the side snorted coldly: "Hmph, you vixen, I shouldn't have let you go in the first place. Now it seems that you are the most scheming one."
After Zhao Min said this, she looked at Zhang Wuji again: "Let me tell you what that means."
"Gong Yu is afraid that I will really give birth to a son in the future. If he is really crowned as the King of Mongolia, then it may threaten the Ming Dynasty. After all, there have been many cases of brothers killing each other since ancient times."
After hearing what Zhao Min said, Gong Yu's beautiful face was immediately filled with embarrassment.
"Sister Min'er, I, I didn't mean that."
Zhao Min sneered: "That's what you mean, but don't worry, I'm not too angry."
"Some things have to be said sooner or later. If you don't say it, other vixens will say it. Since we have come to this point today, there is nothing wrong with us talking about this topic."
Zhao Min first swept her stern gaze around at all the women present, and then fell on Zhang Wuji: "My dear, actually I have thought about this problem a long time ago."
"Since ancient times, the ethnic groups on the northern grasslands have had a tradition of moving south, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of atrocities. Among them, the Mongols are a vivid example."
"If I give birth to a son for you in the future, I can't guarantee anything else, but there shouldn't be any problems between the Mongolian and Han peoples, at least while our son is still alive."
"Firstly, the northern grasslands are huge, enough for him to mess around. Secondly, even if I give birth to a boy, we both have to live for several decades, right?"
"At the very least, we two can't support him to become the Queen of Mongolia and then die together, right?"
"As long as the two of us don't die together, even if he has ambitions, he won't be able to cause any waves. Moreover, this is the worst possible outcome."
"But then again, how do you know that our son will definitely rebel?"
Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "Min'er, I'm not afraid of you getting angry. In fact, I have been thinking about some things for a long time. That is, there must be a king on the northern grassland."
"If this king is captured by an outsider, who can guarantee that he will not go south?"
"It's the same anyway. We might as well replace the king with our son. I also believe that at least in our son's generation, he will not rebel."
"As for what happens next, what does it have to do with me?"
"Since ancient times, the winner is the king. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty is the child of my sister and me, and the king of Mongolia is the child of the two of us."
"If the descendants of our children do not submit to the imperial power, then let them go south. Whoever conquers it will own the land."
"As for our generation, we just need to do our own thing well."
Zhang Wuji's words were as clear as day.
He turned his gaze to Zhao Linger again: "Sister, I have great confidence in our child. Our Ming Dynasty will have no problems at least when it is in the hands of our son. As for the problems of our grandchildren, why do you care so much? Don't you have confidence in our son?"
Zhao Linger quickly said: "How is that possible? I have 100% confidence in our son."
"Since you have said this today, let's just settle this matter. I have no objection."
"After all, a king will emerge on the northern grasslands sooner or later. Everything is an unstable factor. Instead of letting someone else do it, it is better to let the child of you and your sister Min'er do it. At the very least, there will be peace for decades."
All the women present were a little surprised. They had never expected that Zhao Linger would be so open-minded.
However, the actual reason is not that Zhao Linger is open-minded, but that this is the fact.
Sooner or later, a king will emerge on the northern grasslands, and those unstable factors will also occur sooner or later. This has been the case for thousands of years, and it is still the same in the Ming Dynasty. Can they really kill all the Mongols? Letting Zhao Min's child become king is not necessarily a bad thing.
As for the Ming Dynasty, she still believed in Zhang Wuji. If the Ming Dynasty continued to develop at its current speed, it would at least be able to leave a fortune of hundreds of thousands of troops for her son in a few decades. If he could squander all of this, then she couldn't blame anyone else.
…
After dinner, Zhang Wuji first walked around with the pregnant Gong Yu. To be honest, Gong Yu really wanted to sleep with him, but unfortunately, she still had to restrain herself in the next eight or nine months.
However, just when she wanted to put Xiao Wu into Zhang Wuji's arms, Zhao Linger walked over with a dignified look on her face.
"Sir, I'll accompany you tonight."
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