I am not Song Qinzong

This is the eldest son, he is undoubtedly the heir apparent.

Therefore, many people gathered outside the Ninghe Hall and waited with Zhao Huan.

At this time, many stable women had already entered the palace to assist in the delivery, and many imperial doctors were on standby outside.

Seeing Zhao Huan turning around like a headless fly, Zheng smiled and said: "Prince, all the apricot grove masters in Kaifeng City are here, so there is no need to be so nervous."

"Little girl..."

Zhao Huan hadn't replied yet, only heard a scream of "Ah~" coming from the hall.

Hearing the shrill cry, Zhao Huan's heart tightened, and he felt even more anxious.

Involuntarily, he raised his foot and walked towards the hall.

Mrs. Zheng grabbed him and said, "It is not suitable for the prince to enter the place where women give birth."

"But……"

"No but!" Zheng said seriously.

"Hey~" Zhao Huan sighed and took two steps back.

Feudal superstition... No, feudalism is good, but superstition is bad.

Everyone in the world thinks that the delivery room represents a disaster of blood and light, and it is an unknown place where serious men enter.

Therefore, Zhao Huan could only wait outside.

Not only that, although many masters of the Imperial Hospital are waiting here, they can only wait outside.

This is Zhu Lian's request.

For the current crown princess and future queen, even if both mother and child die, they must not lose their reputation.

In case something goes wrong, if the imperial doctor is really required to go in, then the child may be fine, and the princess will definitely not live.

In contrast, Zhao Huan was also helpless.

"Ah~"

Another scream came, and Zhao Huan became even more impatient.

It's not just anxiety, but also nervousness and fear, intertwined together, I just feel completely muddled, and I don't know what thoughts are circling in my head, it's very chaotic.

"Your Highness." Xiao Liu, the concubine of the Ming Festival, persuaded: "The voice of the Crown Princess is full of arrogance, I think there is no hindrance."

Xiao Liu did not add the small characters because of his young age, but to distinguish them.

Before her, there was another Liu

270 Eight Enthronements

The fourth day of August, the end of ugly time.

At this time, the light of the sky disappeared and the night sky was dark.

In Kaifeng city, one lantern after another was lit up one by one, instantly illuminating the huge city of Kaifeng.

Among the lights, there are countless colorful banners.

In addition, there are colorful doors, lanterns, silk flowers and other items arranged along the street, making the city extremely bright.

The people who were usually still sleeping got up from the warm quilt one after another, dressed neatly, washed and ate.

Today is the day when the new emperor ascends the throne. It is a grand event that may not be seen in more than ten or twenty years. Of course, the common people do not want to miss it.

On the street, soldiers of the Forbidden Army have already lined up on both sides of the street for vigilance. In addition, the officials of the Kaifeng government and Ding Zhuang have all gone to the street to maintain order and guard against small-scale chaos.

In the palace, Liang Hongyu carefully arranged Zhao Huan's clothes.

Beside, Zhu Lian hugged Zhao Chen and watched with a smile.

A few days passed, and all the wrinkles on Zhao Chen's face were gone, leaving only endless cuteness.

Although he was still in his infancy, Zhao Chen was already the inspector and Shaobao of the imperial court, the Jiedu envoy of the Changde Army, and was granted the title of Duke Chongguo.

Birth determines the starting point, and there is no difference between ancient and modern times.

As long as he doesn't die young, Zhao Chen will definitely be the prince, and he is waiting to take over the throne safely.

In no time, the clothes were neatly arranged.

After talking a few gossips, Zhao Huan went out.

Originally, Zhu Lian was supposed to accompany him, but it's not suitable to go out during confinement, so he had to follow the authority.

From this moment on, history has changed beyond recognition.

However, this is a good thing.

Zhao Huan still attaches great importance to the Kingdom of Jin, but he no longer has to worry about the shame of Jingkang repeating itself.

Zhu Lian would not be kidnapped and went north to suffer humiliation and throw himself into the water, nor would Zhao Chen be forced to go north and lose news.

Outside the door, the new Minister of Rites, Xie Ke's family, saw Zhao Huan coming out, and said: "The driver is ready, Your Highness, please get in the car."

Zhao Huan nodded and went straight to the car.

In the second year of Jingkang, Emperor Qinzong was deceived by the state of Jin to Qingcheng, where he ordered Sun Fu, the co-prefect of the Privy Council, and Shaofu, the prince, and Xie Ke's family, the servant of the official department, to be a guest of the prince, to assist the prince in supervising the country, and to act as a system.

Although the Xie Ke family had good talents, they failed to protect Zhao Chen, so they only gave him a job as a minister of the Ministry of Rites.

Of course, the Xie Ke family didn't think so.

It is already a considerable improvement to be promoted from the Minister of the Ministry of War to the Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

The wheels were rolling, and the imperial driver walked all the way out of the city under the guard of the forbidden army.

The iron cavalry in front of him cleared the way, and the people on both sides looked up and watched him, driving him.When they passed by, they all bowed down three times and shouted long live.

Not a moment later, we arrived in front of the Temple of Heaven.

The enthronement ceremony, first of all, is to inform heaven and earth that the new emperor has ascended the throne.

The offerings have already been prepared.

Burn incense, kowtow three times and worship nine times, and offer sacrifices to show respect to heaven and earth.