Dress up as cannon fodder, angrily marry the villain, and fight if you don't accept it!

In the third year of Yutian, it was New Year's Eve.

Shen Yuze paced back and forth outside the Taoist temple on Tianmen Peak, and Su Jingxian's somewhat shrill cry of pain came from inside.

Zhang Ci glanced at him calmly.

"Don't worry, your wife is in good health. Nothing serious will happen today. Prepare to be a father safely."

Shen Yuze said helplessly: "How can I be at ease..."

As soon as the voice fell, a female Taoist came out to announce the good news.

"Your Majesty! Heavenly Master! It's a boy!"

Zhang Ci smiled happily when she heard it.

Shen Yuze was stunned for a moment, and then rushed into the Taoist temple.

Another Taoist nun was holding a dirty baby, and the crying became louder and louder.

After washing, she wanted to show it to Shen Yuze, but the Emperor Yutian ignored her and came to Su Jingxian with extremely gentle eyes.

Su Jingxian's face was pale, and she said weakly: "My husband, I'm so tired, even more tired than fighting ten consecutive battles with others..."

Shen Yuze stretched out his hand and gently stroked her face.

"Thank you for your hard work. You have finally made it through these ten months."

Shen Yuze leaned down and gently pressed his forehead against Su Jingxian's forehead.

Zhang Ci also came over, wrapped the crying child in a quilt, held him in her arms and took a look, then gently put him next to Su Jingxian.

Su Jingxian also took a look, and her smile was extremely gentle, but she said with disdain: "My husband and I are so good-looking, how can the child we gave birth to be so ugly..."

"Oh, all newborn babies are like this. After a while, they will be plump and you won't be able to like them." Zhang Ci smiled.

"I like it now too."

Su Jingxian raised her hand and gently touched the tip of the child's nose, pretending to be angry and said, "Don't cry, it's so noisy."

Shen Yuze also said with a smile on his face, "Listen to your mother, don't cry."

After saying this, the crying became louder.

Zhang Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but his eyes were full of envy.

Even when it was Shen Mingxian and Lu Shuhui who gave birth to Shen Yuqing, he was only happy for a while because he had a prince, and did not treat Su Jingxian like Shen Yuze.

In his eyes, this child was more like a gift of this marriage.

A female Taoist priest next to him said, "The child must be hungry."

Before the birth, everyone knew that Su Jingxian didn't produce much milk at all, and Shen Yuze had found a suitable wet nurse half a month ago.

Su Jingxian wished it was like this, so that she could save worry and effort.

This wet nurse is of great origin. She is a dragon ancestor soldier from the Dragon Vein Blessed Land. She just gave birth to a daughter two months ago.

Zhang Ci smiled and said, "Yuze, you are really ingenious. Let the real dragon come to feed the child. I am afraid that no one can match the innate physique of this child."

"After all, it is my first child!" Shen Yuze also smiled.

At this moment, Su Jingxian said, "Senior sister, I would like to ask you to give my son a name."

"Today is a good day. We bid farewell to the old and usher in the new, bid farewell to winter and usher in spring. The nickname is Chun'er, and the full name... Jinxian, how about it?"

Su Jingxian murmured, "Shen Jinxian, it's great, but the murderous aura is a bit heavy."

"A man should have murderous aura, just like his father, so that he can become a great climate in the future." Zhang Ci said.

Su Jingxian looked at Shen Yuze: "Husband, what do you think?"

"Yes, Juejue Xianren, magnificent."

Shen Yuze likes this name very much.

Little did they know that Zhang Ci had already thought of the word "Jinxian" 22 years ago, the day Shen Yuze was born.

Lu Shuhui was also very satisfied.

But Shen Mingxian had to follow the ancestral precepts and name according to the generation name. After all, it was not until Shen Yuze's generation that the generation names of the Shen family were used up.

Now that the time, place and people are all right, the word "Jinxian" is also in line with the situation in the next hundred or even a thousand years.

Su Jingxian rested in the Tianshi Mansion for two days.

After recovering his strength, Shen Yuze took the mother and son and the wet nurse back to the imperial city.

After Lu Shuhui showed some concern, she held her grandson in her arms lovingly.

In her eyes, it was as if she saw Shen Yuze when he was young.

Even if he cried and was shy, he was still very cute.

As the eldest uncle, Shen Yuqing also came to take a look. He had long stopped worrying about having a son, and later reminded him: "Yuze, it is good for the country to establish a prince early."

In fact, whether he said this or not, the prince would be Shen Jinxian.

The reason why Shen Yuqing said this was to prevent outsiders from discussing this matter. After all, the transfer of the throne between brothers was not smooth, and the reason why Shen Yuqing abdicated was because of the prince.

Shen Yuze's expression was moved: "Brother..."

"Okay, you and I are brothers from the same mother, I should think about you and this nephew, so that I can also take a big stone off my heart."

Shen Yuqing smiled like spring breeze at this moment.Some things are destined to happen, and if they are not destined to happen, don't force it.

Shen Yuze nodded slightly and said, "Okay, when Haiduan comes back from Beiliang, I will ask him to arrange the appointment of the prince."

"The snow disaster in Beiliang is so serious? Haiduan has gone there?" Shen Yuqing asked casually.

"Brother, you are really incompetent as the Emperor of Longevity. I'm staying in the Tianshi Mansion. You should at least ask about government affairs."

"Silly boy, what are you talking about? Why should I ask about it? I'm doing things for you for nothing?"

The two brothers seemed to be laughing and joking.

Shen Yuze then got back to the point and said, "It's now the fourth year of Yutian. Since the winter of the third year of Yutian, Beiliang has never stopped snowing. The most conservative scenario now is that more than 60% of the land has no harvest, and more than 9 million people have been affected."

"Oh, you killed three officials of the Imperial Observatory just because of this?" Shen Yuqing asked casually.

Talking about this, Shen Yuze was a little angry: "A month ago, I was so anxious about the snow disaster in Beiliang that I scratched my head. At the court meeting, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory was still talking nonsense about auspicious snow indicating a good harvest. If we don't kill this kind of trash, why keep it and waste food? If you were to do it, you would still have to kill it!"

"Does this have anything to do with Baiyujing?"

Shen Yuze shook his head: "I went to see it myself. It was purely a natural disaster. The reason was that the cold air in the earth veins surged up again in the 700th year, rising into the clouds and accumulating fog into snow. Even if Baiyujing tried its best, it couldn't do it."

Historical books have long recorded that every 700 years, Beiliang will suffer an extreme cold disaster, which cannot be changed by human power.

I used to think that the history books were pure nonsense, but I knew it was the case after experiencing it myself.

For example, the Dafeng Dynasty 700 years ago was due to that extreme cold disaster, which led to the decline of national strength and the collapse of order.

Fortunately, the Dayun Dynasty has achieved an unprecedented abundance of treasury.

Even if the entire Beiliang was hit by the disaster, the food in the national treasury was enough to feed 16 million Beiliang people for three years.

Hai Duan went there in person to help the people and the disaster relief as much as possible.

If he didn't go, corruption would be rampant and the people would suffer.

Except Hai Duan, no one could reduce the occurrence of such things, not even Shen Yuze himself.