The foreign governor was extremely rare in the history of the Ming Dynasty. Hou Xuanyan's mind screened several candidates back and forth, but it was difficult to decide.

First of all, this is Malacca, and it is bound to be surrounded by strong enemies, and all white-skinned people are jealous. If you station here, you must have extraordinary military talents, and at least you can lead the garrison to defend this strait where every inch of land is valuable.

Secondly, this is not the Ming Dynasty, there will inevitably be resistance and a decisive person is needed.

Most of the good generals in the court were in Mobei, Jiliao, Japan, Taiwan, and Ryukyu. Although it was good to expand the territory, those who could use it were really short of people.

After seven days in the sunny beach of Manraga, Hou Xuanyan ordered his men to pack up their luggage and prepare to return to Jinling. Wu Yi was temporarily appointed as the governor of Manraga. As Wu Yi's identity, he left him in this place outside the world. Hou Xuanyan felt a little guilty.

The gorgeous dragon boat set sail, Hou Xuanyan held Wu Yi's hands and instructed, "Be careful of the aristocratic people, be careful of the natives. Only the navy here can be trusted, and only the guns and cannons can be relied on. Remember the eight words "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish."

Wu Yi nodded and said, "The prince is in a good journey. After Xiaguan returns, he will be the first to visit the palace."

"Haha, then I'll keep good wine waiting for you."

"A word is determined, and the officials can write it down."

Hou Xuanyan boarded the dragon boat, overlooking the scenery below, and waved his hand gently, the dragon boat slowly sailed out of the port. The navy soldiers bid farewell to their commander in this foreign country, and they were destined to spend the New Year here.

The sea was covered with clouds. The more you went north, the darker the sky became. The flags on the mast swayed violently, making a howling sound.

Qin He raised his eyes and looked into the distance and said loudly, "Prince, it's time to come to the storm, so let's go into the cabin to rest."

Hou Xuanyan felt the wind rushing to his face, with fishy water vapor, and it felt very uncomfortable, so he turned around and crawled into the cabin.

I originally planned to go to Taiwan, but I was no longer in the mood. Hou Xuanyan ordered to return to Jinling as soon as possible. The year is approaching, and there are quite a lot of things in the court, and many things should be put on the agenda.

A few days after returning to Jinling, Wu Yi sent a man who was said to have the blood of the Manraka royal family. He looked very ordinary and was submissive in the hall, with his eyes dodging. He saw that he was frightened by the majestic and solemn building of the Ming Dynasty.

Hou Xuanyan sat on the Grand Master's chair in the hall. The spiritual medicine next to him was wearing men's clothing, with red lips and white teeth, making him look handsome.

"Haha, I asked him to find any one. Wu Yi was too casual, so he found such a person."

Ling Yao looked at her eyes without squinting and said softly, "Anyway, it's all in the palace, it's the same for anyone to find." Her tone was crisp and she was a little playful. Hou Xuanyan pulled her to her seat in a doting way.

There was also a Managan in the hall, and behind Hou Xuanyan, there were two little maids who were fanned. Lingyao turned red and twisted for a few times but failed, so he had to sit aside with his legs tightly.

After unfolding Wu Yi's letter, Hou Xuanyan realized that this man was really a descendant of the royal family of Manraka, named Su Duandong. However, time had changed. Before Wu Yi found him, he was transporting goods at a dock to make a living.

Although Su Duandong's ancestors were once kings, they were already old almanacs, and only their neighbors would mock and mock them from time to time. In those small countries, they had a weak orthodox concept, and the fact that the Malacca kingdom was driven away by the Franji people, they fled to the Ming Dynasty during the Zhengde period, and later they could not bear the loneliness and went back.

When Su Duandong heard that the Ming Dynasty wanted to help him restore his throne, he was ecstatic, like an infinite wealth falling from the sky. So as a king, he knelt down and saluted without any concern when he saw Hou Xuanyan. Hou Xuanyan announced in the hall that he was the only king of the Malacca and would be protected by the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty would garrison fifty warships and 30,000 soldiers in the Malacca.

Hou Xuanyan eventually sent Jiang Jianxun as a congratulatory minister and brought Su Duandong back to Manlacca to participate in their resumption ceremony.

The elixir called the inner minister by the government and the government was uncomfortable sitting beside Hou Xuanyan, and his color was flushed and beautiful. He raised his bright apricot eyes, and his thick and erect black eyelashes were reflected by the snow skin. He pointed to the map on the table and said, "Master, do you see, does Ryukyu and Manraga look like two dragon claws that popped out?"

Hou Xuanyan looked down and saw that it was a bit similar. He smiled and said, "This is called Jinling, which is not a thing in the pond. It turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds."

Lingyao chuckled, squinted his eyes and asked, "Whether is the magistrate who is talking about the imperial dragon turning into a court, or is it myself?"

Hou Xuan was stunned for a moment. Zhu Linhao was already three years old. The little girl could run around in the yard. More than a dozen palace maids couldn't bear it at all, and she looked like a little monkey.

In the late period of the Ming Dynasty, all kinds of incompetent chaos were found, the people in the world lived in poverty, and the country was lost to the hands of foreign races. It was Hou Xuanyan who saved the Han Dynasty step by step and restored the Central Plains. He was at ease with this throne.

But people always have feelings. When she was born, she had no parents. She was growing up. Although she was known as "Emperor Jingyou", she was a naughty child in her eyes. If she suddenly took action and took over the family business passed down by her ancestors, although Hou Xuanyan did not feel guilty about the Ming Dynasty, she would have no desire to bear with this little thing.

Ling Yao raised her eyes and glanced at her angrily, bit her lip and said, "I knew that the master was softer again. He was so mean when he was punishing our sisters, and he would be softer when he met outsiders."

Hou Xuanyan sighed and said, "I once swore in front of the mourning hall that I would support the bloodline of the Emperor as the emperor, but I still couldn't regret it."

"That's not simple. The master has supported her as the emperor for three years, and his vow has been completed long ago. Besides, those who accomplish great things are not limited to minor details. Emperor Taizu Gao's rebellion was secretly connected with the Mongolian Yuan court. Besides, Hao'er is a girl, how could she hide it for the rest of her life? Will she still want her to marry a concubine and have a crown prince in the future?"

Hou Xuanyan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You spend time with her and get ready. I don't want to see too many people bleeding from it. Hao'er must be kept, and I think it's good to abdicate."

"Master, you are the fake benevolent and righteous Liu Da'er. Sitting there with a kind heart, we are miserable, we are so tired that we are dying." Although Lingyao was so frustrated that he was not forgiving, his face was very happy. Hou Xuanyan finally let go.

After reading so many books in the palace, Lingyao understands the most. If Hou Xuanyan fails to ascend the throne, the worst thing is that those who depend on him will be the ones who depend on him. When the masters from home are old or die, it is not about who is in power, and they must be cleaned first.

Hou Xuanyan laughed and scolded, "Then Liu Xuande is a true hero. He is kind and righteous. How can you, a little slut, be slandered at will?" After that, he lifted her small and slender body on the Grand Master's chair, took off her croaker-headed satin boots, and removed the moon-white socks and exposed her shiny and small feet, holding it in her hand to play with it.

The two palace maids behind him are one of the twelve palace maids of Kunning Palace. They have seen their xx for a long time. In addition to saying that the precious circle is really messy in their hearts, they are just blushing and are no longer surprised.

"What are you going to do?" Hou Xuanyan asked holding his slender white ankles.

Ling Yao smiled and her face turned red, and she said with tears in her eyes, "Gee, hehe, first promoted to the regent's father and father."

When Hou Xuanyan heard this, he nodded. It would be better to ascend the throne step by step than to ascend the throne once. Although most of the court, including his confidants, there must be some people who are interested in the Ming Dynasty. They are all brothers who follow their own battles in the north and the north. Hou Xuanyan doesn't want to take ruthless measures against them. This process may allow everyone to slowly accept this reality.

Thinking of this, Hou Xuanyan raised the elixir and asked, "Although it is better to follow the order, I just don't know if I can abdicate peacefully. Master, I really don't want to see the old story of Xun Yu."

The spiritual medicine came up, put his hands on Hou Xuanyan's neck, and his sweet breathing was still breathing. His breathless voice seemed to murmur, "Don't worry, Master, this is a natural thing. There are no fools in the court, they are much smarter than Master."

Hou Xuanyan laughed, and without comment, pushed away the little elixir like a suspender bear and walked out of the hall.

Lingyao hurriedly put on his shoes and socks, and asked "Where are you going?"

"I'll go see the little Majesty."

The spiritual medicine walked over, reached out to block the front, and said, "It is better to be rare than to see more, it is better to not see less, don't you see less, don't you understand?"

She knew Hou Xuanyan very well and knew that although he was rumored by the outside world, he was a soft-hearted person at heart.

Hou Xuanyan laughed helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you today."

After leaving the palace, under the escort of personal soldiers, Hou Xuanyan passed through the downtown of Jinling and prepared to return to the royal palace.

The streets are full of traffic, and the national policy formulated by Hou Xuanyan is subtly changing this era. On the streets of Jinling, you can buy strange things from all over the world. Commerce can not only fill the treasury, but also connect the entire empire more closely together.

The flat road surface, wide streets, and prosperous scenery all gave him a sense of accomplishment. This is the prosperous era I created, and I am enough to be the emperor.

Everyone in the palace had a happy face. When they saw Hou Xuanyan, they bowed to express their gratitude. Hou Xuanyan was inexplicably surprised.

After I went to the inner courtyard to inquire, I realized that Huang Ying'er was not feeling well today. She attracted Yang Fujin to take a pulse and check it, and then I realized that she was pregnant.

Hou Xuanyan stepped up and came to Huang Ying'er's courtyard, and saw that it was already crowded with people.

Everyone in the inner courtyard of the royal palace came to congratulate him, and all his wives and concubines gathered together. When they saw that they were coming, they all stood up one after another.

Huang Ying'er was wearing a snow-white sleeping jacket, wearing a fox-haired shawl, and wearing a bun with a silver silk ribbon. She was dressed in pure home. She was surrounded by everyone at this moment and felt the benefits of pregnancy. Le Taotao smiled.

Seeing her appearance, Hou Xuanyan was angry and funny, and walked over and asked, "How many months have you been?"

Yang Fujin stood aside and said with a smile, "It's been a month and a half."

Huang Ying'er crawled into Hou Xuanyan's arms and said contentedly, "No wonder Tian Kui comes every time, Miao'er is still gossiping about this dead girl."

Hou Xuanyan hurriedly stopped her. Although she was all her family, it was not appropriate to say that these things were still there.

"Jin'er, you can live here these days and take care of her more." Hou Xuanyan's understanding of Huang Ying'er. If someone hadn't been in charge of her, she wouldn't know what she had done when she got pregnant. As the saying goes, she was stupid for three years after she was pregnant. Huang Ying'er, who had not been tempted, might be like after she became pregnant. Yang Fujin is the daughter of the Wenyang Clan's royal family, and she is just right for her to take care of her.

Yang Fujin nodded, turned around and told his maid to bring the bedding. Hou Xuanyan brought Xiao Taozi over and asked, "Your aunt is going to give birth, do you want a younger brother or a younger sister."

"Look at you, how old she is, how can she speak?"

Sure enough, Miss Hou was very disrespectful, and she slapped and slapped her hands and burst into tears.

The only one in the world who dares not give Hou Xuan a face so much, but Hou Xuan is neither angry nor speaks. After coaxing her for a while, she gave her to the nurse who was caring. After a while, she became quiet.

"It's better to have a boy, girls are so crying." Hou Xuanyan said with lingering fear.

After sending everyone away, Hou Xuanyan hugged Huang Ying'er and said, "Ying'er, I just decided on a big thing, you got pregnant with me. It can be seen that this kid must be my lucky star when he was born."

Huang Ying'er lowered her head and whispered, "I don't know if she is a boy or a daughter."

Hou Xuanyan laughed silently. Huang Ying'er, who has always been innocent, rarely became so anxious. Indeed, the ancient male superiority and female inferiority made the matter of giving birth to a baby a bit gambling, and everyone wanted to have a son.

"Whether it is a son or a daughter, they are our treasures, so what's there to guess?"

Miao'er teased aside and said, "I heard from the nanny that if you have a round butt, you will give birth to a son. The lady's butt is even more round than her head, so she must be a little prince."

Huang Ying'er was furious and stood up and wanted to tear her mouth. The two of them started playing.

Hou Xuanyan slapped the table and said angrily, "Be honest with me, and take care of the baby in the future, otherwise I will see how I deal with you."

At the same time, Lingyao has already begun to prepare for the regent's father. Zhu Linhao, who was wandering around her, didn't know that the closest sister Yaoer around her was helping her man to seize her throne.

The weather outside was cold, and the wind in the cold winter was like a knife. The hall was as warm as spring. In the dark furnace between the walls, smokeless beast charcoal was baked, and the spiritual medicine and Xiao Jingyou were dressed very thinly.

Lingyao put down his pen, looked at the cute little emperor, and held her in his arms.

"Sister is also for your own good. Do you know that if you don't, those big-headed soldiers will not let you go." After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed Zhu Linhao's little face.

Zhu Linhao thought the elixir was going to play with her, so she was so happy that she grinned, "Don't kiss, go out to play." After saying that, she pointed outside.

Lingyao was angry and laughed, and slapped her little ass, "Do you know how cold it is outside? Your little hands and feet will freeze you as soon as you go out."

After saying that, he sighed, "You, it's safest to stay here."
Chapter completed!