Chapter 894: Holy grace, give another name

Song Zhiyuan came to Zhengyang Hall in the palace early in the morning and submitted various memorials with all the ministers. After a while, the ministers retreated. Emperor Chu stood up and stretched, signaled Song Zhiyuan to follow and walk outside the hall.

Wanhe Palace is a summer palace, and its structure is smooth and complements each other everywhere. Even when standing in front of the walls outside Zhengyang Hall, gusts of mountain wind blowing, blowing away a lot of heat.

Emperor Chu looked at the glass roof of the palace and the green lake plank road in the distance with his hands behind his back, and asked Song Zhiyuan: "I heard from Eunuch Zhou that you came back only after you got off the key yesterday. This morning, I saw you wiping your face with spring breeze. Is this mother and son safe?"

Song Zhiyuan bowed his hand, with joy in his tone, and said, "I ask the Emperor Hong Fu, although the wife has a difficult childbirth and this child is thrilling, but the mother and son are safe."

"Is this a boy?"

Song Zhiyuan nodded and said, "A skinny boy was born less than five kilograms. Because he was having a hard time, his mother named Dan Ge."

"Egg?" Is it the folk dog egg?

"Dan, who is in danger, is homophonic to eggs, and I think that the nickname is cheap and easy to support."

Emperor Chu said: "I didn't expect that the old lady would still like this, what about the name of Daming?"

"But I haven't taken Daming yet, I am still thinking." Song Zhiyuan said: "This is my youngest son, and it's not easy to come. I just hope that he is healthy and safe."

"Youngest son, are you not planning to have a child anymore?" Emperor Chu turned to look at him.

Song Zhiyuan shook his head: "My wife was injured in this baby, but she was not injured, and she was still there. How dare she fight? Two masters have good words, and I am satisfied."

Emperor Chu laughed: "However, having too many sons may not be a good thing, and there are many struggles. You are so hard to come by, the sun is so good, and the moon is so good at night. Do you like the word Yu?"

Song Zhiyuan felt aroused his heart and lifted his robe and bowed: "I thank the emperor for giving him a name."

Yu, the illumination is bright and implies the meaning of being outstanding. I am afraid that the emperor did not know that the sky rainbow appeared in the mansion when Brother Dan was born, so he had high hopes?

Emperor Chu walked slowly in front of the corridor and talked about political affairs: "This year's official assessment and promotion, Fan Xiangxi has become a general in Anhui."

Song Zhiyuan was not surprised and said, "It seems that he has chosen an heir. Zeng Congguang's political achievements in recent years are obvious to all, especially the water conservancy area, which is handled impeccably. He deserves this governor."

Emperor Chu turned his head and looked at him, saying, "You praise him very well."

Song Zhiyuan laughed: "I am telling the truth. I can't tell lies with my eyes open and I'm going to criticize him for the sake of being a shady person. Also, Fan Xiang is Zeng Congguang's mentor. It's no surprise that Zeng Congguang himself is also successful."

He was one step behind Emperor Chu and said, "Emperor, I have ambitions and a competitive spirit, but what I do is to serve the country and the people. Whether it is a political enemy or my own side, I can contribute to my Daqing. I am not stingy with this appreciation and praise. In fact, you are also relieved to the achievements I have made in Guangguang, right?"

An official can manage a place well, which proves his strength. With such an official, as the emperor, he will only wake up with a smile, so that he will not care whether the official is a party he values.

No matter white cat, black cat, they will be his good cat when they catch mice.

Moreover, if you manage a good environment, it means that the place is stable and there is no need to allocate too much money to support it. It is like water conservancy, floods are flooded every year, and people are displaced. Can't the treasury be filled in every year?
Chapter completed!