That evening, Xie Zhou happily returned to Hanyuan Hall.
The lights in Hanyuan Hall were already on, and a brazier was burning, making it bright and warm.
This is the first day since the new queen took over; there will be countless days to come.
Everyone was in high spirits; although they were tired, they were almost there.
Xie Zhou was also exhausted, but holding his wife made him feel comfortable. This was no longer a dream; this was his beloved Empress.
Little Xie Tan was biting his nails. Had his father forgotten about him again? Should he go find his older brother or his imperial grandfather?
Lady Yang took the little grandson to sleep, fearing that something might have happened to the Emperor and Empress.
Little Xie Tan looked at Mother Yang and asked, "Shall we go to Wanshou Palace?"
Yang coaxed, "We'll go tomorrow. Get some sleep tonight."
Okay. Who told him to be such a good boy? Little Xie Tan was also very happy to sleep in Zhaoqing Palace.
Although I don't live here permanently right now, I'm prepared to move in anytime.
The wet nurse had made the room warm and cozy, and the crib was arranged very nicely.
Inside Hanzhang Hall, Huan Yue watched as Lady Yang took the child away before looking at the man.
Xie Zhou looked at her; she had changed into her nightgown and was preparing to rest, but she still looked exceptionally beautiful.
Huan Yue urged him, "Aren't you going to get ready to rest?"
Xie Zhou nodded; he wanted to sleep with her.
Huan Yue leaned against the headboard and waited, not bothering to serve him.
The bed isn't as big as the one in Chengen Hall, but the room is definitely larger, or rather, more grandly furnished.
Unlike the Qing'e Palace, which went through a lot of trouble, this one was perfect from the start.
The entire Hanzhang Hall belonged to the Empress, and the Emperor was also given space when he came.
Behind the study on the west side, there is also a lounge, which is generally spacious and comfortable.
The palace maids secretly decorated the room to resemble a bridal chamber, since there wasn't one when the Crown Prince took a concubine.
Xie Zhou finished getting ready, crawled into bed, hugged his wife, and felt his life was complete.
Huan Yue glared at him. What's the rush?
No, Xie Zhou just used it naturally, and my wife's touch is even better now.
Huan Yue moved to a more comfortable place.
Xie Zhou held her tightly in his arms again, brushed her hair aside, cupped her face, and grinned foolishly.
Huan Yue had already discovered this, so the second son's cheerful nature was just like his father's.
Xie Zhou looked into her eyes and said, "The virtuous queen of my great Zhao!"
Huan Yue blinked.
Xie Zhou smiled and said, "Madam Huang Dian is pregnant, but it is rare for her to pay her respects to Your Majesty. I did not expect Your Majesty to be so kind. Huang Dian has already reported Your Majesty's virtue."
Huan Yue said, "I didn't notice which one it was."
Today was really busy, with a lot to remember, but several of the pregnant women were quite old.
Those who are too young are probably not qualified to enter the palace, except in special circumstances.
It's even more difficult for older mothers. The entire process would be a burden for anyone.
Xie Zhou said, "Huang Dian also mentioned that the old lady of the Mu family was not kind. He said that the ladies probably all knew about it."
Huan Yue said, "Then something's probably going to happen."
Xie Zhou said, "I made a rough inquiry. Mu Zai comes from a poor family, and his wife is also a woman who has shared hardships with him. The old lady now dislikes him."
Huan Yue said, "The old lady already comes from a good family? And she wants to find a princess to be her daughter-in-law? She's got quite the ambition."
Xie Zhou said, "If Mou Zai were a sensible person, he could take this opportunity to keep his mother in check."
Huan Yue said, "I'm too lazy to listen to family matters. However, pregnant women, the elderly, and the sick will have to come separately from now on. The inner palace is different from the court. Sick people may not come to the palace, but some people who are not in good health will."
Xie Zhou nodded. His wife was genuinely kind and didn't pretend at all. She didn't need to pretend in front of him.
Although he was very tired, Huan Yue mentioned it whenever he knew: "Pregnant women have good and bad health, so treat them all equally, so no one will pretend with me. Of course, if they are in good health, then proceed normally, which is also good. Elderly people over seventy years old are given a seat, and those over eighty years old are not required to bow. Those who are not in good health should be stripped of their preferential treatment or even be forbidden from entering the palace."
Xie Zhou nodded; his wife had the final say.
Huan Yue said, "In fact, people with disabilities can also do things. The court can consider this. Disabilities can be classified into grades, with the first grade being the most severe. For example, people with grades five or six can still do things even if they are not physically able, or people who are lame can still use their hands even if they are mentally sharp. They can fully utilize their talents. The proportion of people with disabilities is not small. It would be a pity to waste all these people."
Xie Zhou nodded and listened attentively.
Huan Yue thought he had a pretty good temper: "Try to eliminate discrimination. Treat him like a normal person. This will ensure his mental health and prevent him from becoming distorted. If a person becomes distorted, it will always bring some negative effects. Besides, no one knows whether they will be disabled before they die of old age; that's human nature."
Xie Zhou nodded: "Those who are injured or disabled have an even harder time, and some of them will work even harder. If given a chance, they might do even better than others."
Huan Yue nodded: "If you're worried about it not looking good, you can arrange for them to be placed in a less-visited area. Besides, judging people by their appearance isn't a virtue."
Xie Zhou thought that being beautiful was good-looking.
But as long as my wife is pretty, what does it matter if other people are pretty or not?
Sitting on the throne, one often cannot see the faces below.
Even things that catch his attention and that he looks at personally, he doesn't look at many times.
If emperors judged people solely by their appearance, how much influence would it have on those below them?
Huan Yue said, "If the face is burned, it's really frightening. One option is to develop medical skills, and the other is to make masks. Should a truly talented person be hindered because of their face?"
Xie Zhou laughed and said, "Let him wear a mask."
Wearing a mask won't fool anyone; they'll definitely check when you enter the palace.
As long as he's not frightened when he goes to court, who cares who he frightens during the investigation?
Besides, there aren't many truly terrible problems; most are minor issues.
Xie Zhou said, "Medical skills must be improved. If minor illnesses are cured, then there will be no more illnesses."
Huan Yue said, "If disabilities are divided into ten levels, then those below the fifth level can be treated the same as normal people; but those above the fifth level do not need to be treated the same, since they are indeed disabled and may need some preferential treatment."
Xie Zhou kissed her, saying, "The First Virtuous Empress of Great Zhao."
Huan Yue touched the pillow; was he no longer afraid of her mace?
Xie Zhou pulled her hand and tucked her into the quilt, saying that winning people over with virtue was more effective than using a mace.
Just like those wounded soldiers, if we give them better protection, they will be completely devoted to us.
Although not all of them have been spoiled, and some have even become arrogant; most people have been cured, but a few will still cause trouble even if you don't support them.
Xie Zhou asked his wife, "What title was bestowed upon Lady Anle? A First-Rank Lady?"
Having such a virtuous empress, even though she wasn't taught by Lady Anle, still brings blessings.
Huan Yue said, "Second rank is enough."
Xie Zhou nodded: "Want to come up with a title?"
Huan Yue thought for a moment: "Zhensu?"
Xie Zhou hugged his wife and laughed heartily. "Oh, right," he said, "our ancestor should be turning ninety."
Huan Yue immediately said, "Add her to the list."
Xie Zhou asked with a smile, "Add what?"
Huan Yue said, "Ci Sheng. Like the Sage of Calligraphy, the Sage of Poetry, and the Sage of Chess, our ancestors were all over ninety years old, so adding Ci Sheng to their titles is nothing."
Xie Zhou nodded: "I'll tell my father later."
Our ancestors lacked nothing else; this title is simply a symbol of their wisdom.
Xie Zhou thought back to his past life, the situation was quite chaotic, the ancestor didn't care, and he later lived to be over ninety years old.
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