Although there were many complicated things at the moment, it was not without clues.
Everything was carried out in an orderly manner under Xiao Ruxun's control.
Because the Daqin government was operating efficiently, everyone was doing their work honestly, so he was not so busy that he did not even have time to accompany his child.
Although people often said that there was no kinship in a royal family, he had a family of four at the moment. Soon, it would become five, and in the future, it might also increase. But such a small family was easier to maintain than the families of the past emperors that often had dozens or even hundreds of people.
Since he had made up his mind to make Zhenbang the crown prince, there was no need to think about other things.
Yuan Shao favored his youngest son, and Li Yuan and Li Shimin had given his other sons unrealistic fantasies, which led to tragedies. Xiao Ruxun had learned from his predecessors' lessons and would not let the same thing happen again. He would nip everything in the bud.
Then he could not slack off on Zhenbang's discipline.
Sometimes, when Xiao Ruxun saw Zhenbang playing football outside and covered in mud, he was very envious of him because he had a godly father who could help him do everything he could. He would definitely inherit a stable and powerful empire.
The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade.
Correspondingly, Xiao Ruxun was also very strict with Zhenbang.
What books to memorize today, what books to memorize tomorrow, where to memorize, and when to take them out to review. Xiao Ruxun, who had received a complete system of education, had some ideas on how to teach his crown prince.
"… Father and son's kindness, husband and wife's obedience, elder brother's friendship, younger brother's respect, in order of seniority, friends and friends, the ruler's respect, the subject's loyalty. These ten principles are the same for everyone.
Although he was a little nervous, Zhenbang still completed his homework and the homework that Xiao Ruxun had assigned. Xiao Ruxun nodded in satisfaction and called Zhenbang over. He put down the teacup, picked him up, and placed him on his lap. He took a piece of cake and brought it to his mouth. Then he ordered Li Sheng to prepare lunch.
Little Zhenbang held the cake and began to chew.
Xiao Ruxun couldn't help but laugh.
"Is football fun? You're running so happily on the field. "
"Fun, very interesting."
Little Zhenbang decisively nodded his head and praised the football.
Football had been promoted by Xiao Ruxun in the army when he was in Myanmar. Now it was a very popular competitive game in the army. Soldiers on rotation would often organize football matches between battalions. Polo was as popular as football matches.
It was now said in the army that football belonged to the infantry and polo belonged to the cavalry.
Once the matches began, the spectators numbered in the thousands. For this reason, Xiao Ruxun had built a soccer field and a polo field to the northwest of the capital, creating enough space for the soldiers to watch and use as a way to vent their excess energy.
Recently, quite a few commoners of the capital had heard of the football match between the armies and had gone to watch out of curiosity, and they had even obtained permission from the army to do so.
Then, as soon as they came back, they vividly explained the beauty of the football game to everyone. It immediately attracted more people to watch and attracted a lot of attention. Then, there were also small-scale football games among the people.
It seemed that this activity was worth promoting to the entire country.
Xiao Ruxun felt that it was very beneficial for Zhenbang to play football. There was no need for a six-year-old child to be locked up in his room all day reading the Four Books and Five Classics. Even when he grew up, Xiao Ruxun didn't intend to lock him up in his room to study.
For now, he would use this game to practice his calligraphy and study to lay a foundation. Next year, he would start practicing martial arts and learn more knowledge. Then, he would find a reliable teacher to teach him some music knowledge to cultivate his mind.
Music was a very good way to relax the mind. When he was busy dealing with government affairs, Xiao Ruxun liked to let the court musicians play a song for him to lie down and listen to it, relaxing his taut nerves. He took out a copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and read it with relish.
In ancient times, there were also many emperors who were experts in music. For example, Li Shiming had personally composed the Music of Emperor Qin Breaking the Enemy Lines, Li Longji had composed the Song of the Rainbow Feather Garment, and Zhao Guangyi had personally composed the Song of Breaking the Enemy Lines. These were all ways to relieve the tension of busy government affairs. The emperor was also a human, and he also needed to relax and rest.
For the current Xiao Ruxun, personally raising and disciplining little Zhenbang had become a special way to relax his mind.
After being in the state of an iron-blooded emperor for a long time, even he himself felt uncomfortable. However, once he returned to his family and became a father, he could experience the ardent expectations a father had for his child and find his own feelings.
Switching between these two identities gradually allowed him to find a balance. He began to feel that personally raising and disciplining Zhenbang was not a very troublesome matter, and he gradually firmed up the idea of raising and disciplining little Zhenbang in the future.
In the end, father and son were still father and son. He would not be Liu Che, Li Yuan, or Li Shiming.
Li Sheng quickly arranged for lunch.
The lunch was not extravagant, but it was relatively exquisite. Xiao Ruxun was famous for not liking extravagance. This was also the case when he was in the army during the former Ming Dynasty.
The officers and soldiers in the army all knew that Xiao Ruxun did not like gold, silver, and jewelry. The things he seized were either handed over to the imperial court or bestowed to his subordinates, and he did not keep them for himself. His daily expenses were also very simple, and he did not make any special arrangements when fighting in the army.
After becoming the emperor, because he knew very well how the emperor ate, Xiao Ruxun separated the small kitchen that was used to cook for the emperor and set up an imperial kitchen. He had his trusted chief eunuch Li Sheng remind him to only provide food for the imperial family, such as Emperor Emeritus Xiao Wenkui and Xiao Ruxun's family of four.
Setting up an imperial kitchen could make the food the emperor ate more luxurious, and when the time came, he could also give it to his officials to eat. In contrast to Gwanglu Temple's big pot of rice, it could be considered a favor.
More importantly, without the name of taking care of the emperor's food and drink, Gwanglu Temple could not be extravagant. If it was even a little extravagant, it would be easy to be noticed and discovered.
The other imperial bodyguards and officials in the palace, as well as officials who came to the capital from other places to take care of their meals, were still given to Gwanglu Temple to take care of.
Gwanglu Temple was no longer responsible for the imperial diet.
Gwanglu Temple's main function was to take care of food. In a sense, it was also the cafeteria of the former Ming Dynasty, a place where public funds were used to eat and drink. However, the management was more extensive. Anything related to food, even the offerings, and so on, were all handled by Gwanglu Temple.
During the early Ming Dynasty, the emperor, the imperial family, and officials all ate from Gwanglu Temple, and they were treated differently according to their status.
During some big celebrations, as long as food was involved, the Guanglu Temple would be in charge of it. The Guanglu Temple would also be in charge of the procurement. The Guanglu Temple would also be in charge of accepting the tributes from various places. Such a department could be described as an oil press workshop.
To put it bluntly, the people inside would have oil in their pants even if they let out a fart.
There were too many tricks involved, so the imperial palace would spend a lot of money on food in the past generations, fattening the officials in charge of purchasing and the chefs in charge of purchasing. However, as long as the emperor's appetite for good food was satisfied, the emperor didn't really care about anything else.
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