The fierce peasant woman is busy farming

Well! ?

Zhao Zhending looked at Cui Renjie, meaning, what do you think we should do?

Cui Renjie coughed lightly and spoke slowly: "Your Majesty, I think that people are all made of flesh and blood. If you want to win their hearts, you still have to appeal to their emotions.

This person is not like an object that can be taken away just like that.

If you forcefully take the child away, not only will Zhou Yue, Xuan Mo and the others hate you, but even Jun Mo will have a hard time staying with His Majesty."

Zhao Zhen pretended to listen attentively and motioned Cui Renjie to continue.

“I think that mothers all hope that their children will be successful in their studies, so you can let Jun Mo study in the Imperial College first.

Your Majesty can visit him at the Imperial Academy from time to time and give him some guidance.

Over time, he will develop feelings for you.

This is much better than taking him directly to the palace. Although it will take longer, it will be easier for them to accept emotionally."

"That makes sense. I have already waited for several years. I don't mind waiting a few more years."

This wait lasted for several years.

During this period, many things happened.

First, the king of the north colluded with foreign races to rebel, under the banner of "clearing the court", attempting to overthrow the current ruler and replace him.

At this time, due to the decline of talented generals, most of the military generals in the court were old.

There was no other choice but Song Yuan, who was already married, had to go into battle. The sage appointed him as the Grand Marshal to quell the rebellion in the north.

Zhou Yuanmo, a large northern landlord who had achieved great success in growing cotton and other cash crops, and his wife Chunniang also called on the people to actively prepare for war with him and donated and transported large quantities of food and supplies to the court.

Song Yuan's wife, Zhou Qingmo, as the leading businessman in the Dahui Dynasty, led her colleagues in the business community to donate money and materials to the court. She took out several years' profits and went to the front line many times to comfort the soldiers, which greatly boosted morale.

Zhou Xuanmo was the youngest number one scholar in the Dahui Dynasty. He was initially granted a minor official position as the magistrate of Fengxiang.

Because he was calm and introverted, intelligent and studious, able to endure hardships, knew a lot, and had outstanding political achievements, he was promoted from Tongpan to County Magistrate, County Magistrate, Prefect... all the way up within a few years, and was promoted to Hanlin Bachelor in the year when the border was in a tight situation.

Although he was a civil servant, he had extraordinary martial arts skills, was well-versed in military books, and had a broad mind, so he asked to go to the front line and serve as a soldier.

The saint and a group of old ministers in the Senate all liked him very much and would never let him take risks.

However, he repeatedly wrote letters to the emperor and made loud noises at court meetings, letting those cautious old ministers know what a passionate young man was.

In the end, they could not persuade him any more and had to send him to be a military commander. They also issued a special decree to Marshal Song, strictly forbidding Zhou Xuanmo to go to the battlefield.

The Zhou family also had a younger daughter, Yang Mo, who had just gotten married at that time and married Zhao Shouzhong, the second son of King Ning.

The couple originally worked in the Ministry of Revenue, and when they heard about the war, they immediately requested to be transferred to the Ministry of War.

At the Ministry of War, they took out drawings of many kinds of weapons and even chariots, and organized the arsenal workshops under the Ministry of War to manufacture them day and night for supply to the front line.

As a result, the couple received commendations from the court, and even the relationship between the Ning Prince's Mansion and the saint eased a lot. After the war, the Ning Prince was allowed to leave the mansion.

The most legendary experience was that of the youngest son, Jun Mo, who was given the surname Zhao by His Majesty and renamed Zhao Shoujing. His Majesty adopted him as his adopted son and he was recorded in the royal jade disc.

As soon as the war broke out, he volunteered to follow Marshal Song to fight on the front line.

The Queen Mother, the Saint, and Zhao Shoujing's adoptive mother Zhou Yue all disagreed with this matter and made a big fuss about it.

But no parent can prevail over their child, so Zhao Shoujing finally secretly took his master Ren Pingsheng and ran away on horseback.

By the time everyone got the news, they had already run hundreds of miles away.

The saint had no choice but to send out many secret guards to chase him. Zhou Yue sent the guards he kept at home to protect the young master.

When Prime Minister Cui found out, he became extremely anxious. He contacted the clan leader and sent family soldiers to provide protection.

Several teams of people rushed to the north, towards the battle of life and death.

Thanks to the efforts of all parties, the rebellion was quelled a year later, the rebels were wiped out, and peace and tranquility returned to the north.

Many people stayed in the grasslands and deserts forever, and even more returned to their hometowns with scars all over their bodies.

Zhao Shoujing rested at home for a day before he was urgently summoned to the palace.

At this time, the Queen Mother already knew his true identity, and she touched his dark and thin face and cried uncontrollably.

Zhou Junmo, oh, no, Zhao Shoujing bowed awkwardly and called her "Empress Dowager".

This old lady is about the same age as my grandmother. She is better maintained than my grandmother, but she cries too much.

The women in my family are not so weak.

A fifteen-year-old boy is at the age of being awkward. He always feels that he has grown up, but in the eyes of adults, he is still a child.

After dealing with this place impatiently, he immediately went to find his brother. Xuan Mo had now returned from the northern border and was immediately promoted to Minister of War.

The position of Minister of War had been vacant for a long time, and finally the youngest head of the six ministries was welcomed.

A Minister of Revenue in his early twenties is rare, not to mention in this dynasty, but probably in history.

Although his original position as Hanlin Bachelor was also very powerful, he was, after all, the emperor's penman. Although it was glorious, he did not have much real power.

This Minister of the Ministry of Revenue actually holds a position of real power in a powerful department. After staying in this position for a few years and then gaining experience in other departments, he will be able to be appointed as Prime Minister in no time.

Let’s put it this way, if nothing unexpected happens, he will most likely become the youngest prime minister.

Of course, His Majesty is in his prime now, so Xuan Mo cannot be appointed as prime minister for the time being. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this young man is the candidate for prime minister prepared by the sage for the next emperor.

As for the next emperor, everyone knew that he would be Zhao Shoujing, who was adopted as the saint's son and given a name a few years ago.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this Zhao Shoujing must be the child of a saint; they looked so much alike.

No one knows who the child's mother is. It is said that she was a commoner woman who was unwilling to enter the palace as a concubine.

The saint was merciful and let her go on her own.

Zhou Xuanmo and Zhao Shoujing rode their horses together and galloped home. They returned to Fenghuangtai Village.

That familiar courtyard was bustling with people, the kitchen was emitting steam and fragrance, the old people were laughing, and the children were making noises. It was the most beautiful place in the world.

Zhou Yue was standing at the gate looking towards the road leading to the capital. Her children were all back today.

Everyone else has returned, only those two have not yet returned home.

While looking around, Zhou Yue's gaze turned to the vast green mountains in the south.

She seemed to be able to see the waterfall there flowing day and night, and the big waterwheel turning tirelessly with a creaking sound. The grain was gradually turned into powder under the crushing of the waterwheel, and the rich aroma of the new grain drifted far away.

Zhou Yue bent down and patted Brother Dao's head. Although Brother Dao was old, only in his teens, he was still very agile.

The stubborn donkey cried "whisper, whisper, whisper" as if shouting: I want to eat beans, I want to eat carrots...

Zhou Yue stood up and looked at the two horses galloping towards him in the distance, a smile appearing on his face.

(End of the article)