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- Chapter 71 Happy Event (2)
"Medical Officer Zhao, how is the situation?" Song Xinyou was lying on the bed in the bedroom of the main hospital, with a medical officer checking her pulse next to her.
After a long time, Medical Officer Zhao stood up. The old lady, who had been waiting aside for a long time, walked over with the support of two servants and asked Medical Officer Zhao repeatedly.
Although the others did not speak, they were obviously waiting for the answer.
But seeing Dr. Zhao smiling, he was no longer serious as before. He cupped his hands towards the old lady and said happily: "Old madam, don't worry. Madam has a happy pulse, and her pulse is normal at the moment."
"Happy pulse?" Although they had a premonition, three people still exclaimed at the same time when they heard this.
The old lady¡¯s reaction was the purest: ¡°You meanXi Mai?¡±.
Doctor Zhao said with a smile on his face: "Exactly, I want to express my congratulations to the old lady first."
"Are you happy? This is indeed a happy event. The ancestors protect you!" After hearing this, the old lady was overjoyed.
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"Are you happy?" Among the three, Zhao Wan was even more surprised. Her eyes fell on Song Xinyou on the bed. Zhao Wan could not hide the envy in her eyes.
" In terms of the time she entered the house, she was much earlier than Song Xinyou, but now Song Xinyou was already happy, but her stomach was silent, which made Zhao Wan envious, but also a bit sad.
Su'er already understood the surprise, envy, and dejection of these two people.
"This power is brought by the baby in Madam's belly? It seems that the son this woman gave birth to has some energy!" Looking at Song Xinyou lying on the bed, Su'er thought to herself.
You must know that although many gods in the mortal world have magical power, they also have limitations.
One of them is not to interfere with the nobles of Tianhuang.
Tianhuang nobles are born and noble, and their luck is often related to the luck of the world. They are connected by threads. If one of them is moved, it will affect the overall situation.
When these people were not born, they were protected by the aura of destiny. Only gods could easily harm them, let alone ghosts and the like.
Now it seems that the fetus in Song Xinyou's belly should belong to this kind of heavenly emperor.
The last time I knew that Li Chengye was dead, Su'er was thankful for her choice. Now she feels that Qianlong is Wang Hongyi: "It seems that it is time to get closer to Qianlong faster."
While Su'er was thinking about this, the old lady sent Doctor Zhao away with a smile on her face.
"Daughter-in-law, you can raise your baby with peace of mind. Just leave the matters in the house to Sister-in-law Li and He Gui. Wan'er and Wei Niang will help you, do you understand?"
"Well, I understand, mother, Xinyou will take good care of her body, but I'm causing trouble for you." Song Xinyou said weakly as she lay on the couch.
The old lady hurriedly stopped her and said: "Daughter-in-law, look at what you said, how can this be called trouble? No trouble, no trouble Besides, my good grandson looks like he is blessed at this moment. , how can you not bring blessings? Now raising a baby is a top priority for you, and everything else is trivial, so you must not worry about it"
Standing aside, looking at the old lady's loving expression, Zhao Wan secretly touched her belly, feeling a little sad.
Because she was afraid of affecting Xinyou¡¯s ability to raise a baby, the old lady took charge of the house again. Daily greetings were reduced to once, and three meals a day were taken care of by dedicated personnel. In particular, a medical officer was invited to check the food to avoid problems.
After the old lady went out, she stood up and sat in front of the window. Song Xinyou stroked her belly and thought secretly.
As early as half a month ago, she had been vaguely aware that she was pregnant, but she only confirmed it recently.
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Being born in the Song family, she knew this very well. Although Zhao Wan did not look like this kind of woman, and she was already in charge of the power in the mansion, she still protected herself and her children immediately.
"Baby, your father will be back in a few days!" Putting her hand on her lower abdomen, Song Xinyou narrowed her eyes, thinking of the general who had returned victoriously: "I wonder, will he be happy when he finds out?"
Suddenly, she thought of Wang Jieting. It was said that Wang Jieting had arrived at Wenyang Mansion yesterday and lived in the mansion in a deserted manner. The only thing worth celebrating was that she had brought back her maid and mother-in-law without killing them. Therefore, There are also people who give orders.
Otherwise, I'm afraid that even if I get pregnant, I won't be able to keep it. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel pity in my heart, and called out: "Send some things to my sister to protect her pregnancy Forget it, send me two bolts of silk and one hundred taels of silver to make a home. From my It comes from private money.¡±
"If you deliver medicine, maybe people will be suspicious,"Forget it.
"Yes, ma'am." Someone responded.
At this time, Wang Hongyi was returning triumphantly with his army.
Along the way, we still encountered abandoned villages from time to time. Wang Hongyi lamented: "The two towns of Wang and Liu have been fighting each other for more than ten years. They are really devastated and have not recovered yet."
"My lord, now that the war has subsided, we can restore the population and reclaim the wasteland. And now that the military and political affairs are separated, the overall situation has been decided." Zhang Youzhi said, but secretly thought in his heart that He Yi was still blessed.
After that heart-wrenching cry, Wang Hongyi was moved, and the board that was originally held high had to fall gently.
He Yi¡¯s power to govern Xingshan County was only abolished, but he did not continue to pursue it.
Furthermore, Zhang Yunxin immediately reported that he was not good at civil affairs and took the initiative to hand over Donglan County. In fact, Zhang Yunxin's governance of Donglan County was not bad.
But this is a smart man. Wang Hongyi was overjoyed and rewarded him with three hundred taels of silver.
Since then, the military and political affairs of the two counties have been separated. Wang Hongyi was happy and decided to transfer Lai Tongyu to Xingshan County as acting magistrate. As for Donglan County, there was really no suitable candidate for the time being.
However, in this late spring season, flowers are blooming everywhere and the scenery is beautiful.
This area originally had a mild climate and abundant rainfall, and it was in ancient times. There were large forests covering the hills and slopes, and various animals could be seen faintly in it. It was full of natural wildness and vitality, which made Wang Hongyi feel happy.
The army spread forward, and there was a mountain not far away. The mountain was not very high, but it was very quiet. There was a residential house hidden in the middle of the mountain, and a stream meandered through it. There was a small bridge across the river, connecting the road on the mountain.
Wang Hongyi saw it on the high platform and could not imagine that there was such a beautiful scene. Could it be that he was an elegant scholar?
When he got closer, a flute sound came from far away on the mountain. Wang Hongyi was moved when he heard it. He suddenly remembered who this person was and said with emotion: "It's Lu Yu!"
When Lu Yu was young, he lived in seclusion in this mountain. He studied hard but did not want to be an official. He was good at flute, chess and tea, and among the three, tea was the best.
I remember when I was talking about tea with Wang Hongyi, Wang Hongyi asked for advice: "Why does the tea you make taste so good?"
Lu Yu said with a smile: "I am blessed by my father. Our family owns hundreds of acres of thin farmland, and food and clothing are not a problem. That's why I loved tea when I was young. I once almost lost everything and bought dozens of famous teas from all over the world."
"After enjoying the tea for a long time and getting older, I feel that although the famous teas in the world have their own characteristics, it is just that the more I collect them, the more they are a little complicated and disorganized. So I sorted them out according to my taste, picked a few types and loved them."
"People say that I have a tea ceremony and can understand the essence of tea. In fact, I just choose a few types according to my taste, and then amuse myself. Over time, I know how to prepare the most fragrant and pure tea."
At that time, Wang Hongyi did not understand the profound meaning of these words. Looking back now, he found that every word of his words was a gem, and he had extracted the true way from it.
In the history of the earth, the Japanese tea master Sen no Rikyu integrated Zen, poetry and tea into one. However, it was Sen no Rikyu who came up with the spirit of "Sukiyo" that was truly admired by the Japanese and has remained for hundreds of years.
The so-called "Shu Zhi" refers to a kind of "sublimation" that occurs when you like it to the extreme. When you like it to the extreme, the dross is removed and the essence is left, and the essence is very simple.
This Lu Yu's thought is somewhat similar, and even more subtle. Lu Yu clearly stated: "Famous teas are the same as famous flowers, each has its own color, different lovers, and different appreciators. It only depends on each person's taste, and it is pure if they like it. Therefore, the tea is different, the color is different, the taste is different, but the Tao is the same."
This is a tea ceremony that is superior to Qian Lixiu, allowing hundreds of flowers to bloom in the tea ceremony, and thousands of sects to return home. The only pity is that during the mutiny, Lu Yu was drinking tea and writing poems in Wang Hongyi's study, and was arrested at the same time. Wang Hongyi did not He was killed, but Lu Yu was killed on the spot. He was only thirty-three years old.
If such a person survives, he is qualified to become a tea sage. It is a pity that he died early and never carried forward this tea ceremony. Now that I think about it, it is really sad.
Of course, history has been changed in this life, so this person can remain and add a glorious page to civilization.
Of course, at this time, the army was on the move and could not change the itinerary for him. Wang Hongyi just took a look and remembered it in his heart, thinking that this place was only a few dozen miles away from Wenyang Mansion. It would not be too late to come back for advice after returning to the army.
On the road, Wang Hongyi still wore armor in order to be powerful. Although he was riding in a chariot and the April sun was not bright, he was still sweating profusely.
"However, these days, I always feel like something is going on. Could it be that something is going on in the city?" The spiritual feeling in his heart made Wang Hongyi frown slightly, feeling a little unhappy.This emotion lasted until he returned to Wenyang Mansion and ordered his subordinates to arrange matters. Wang Hongyi had already returned to the Mansion first.
Because she had received news that the army was entering the city, the old lady and her people were waiting at the door.
After Wang Hongyi dismounted, he first searched for a familiar figure in the crowd. When he saw his mother standing safely in front of the team, his heart dropped first.
But then he saw that his two wives were not in the welcoming team, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
"Mother, the child is back." This was not the place to ask questions. Wang Hongyi quickly walked a few steps to his mother, knelt down and saluted.
"Okay, okay, it will be good if my son comes back safely." The old lady pulled him up with tears and a smile, looked him up and down, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly smiled: "My son, if you are not here these days, what will happen in the house? Something big has happened, but I won't tell you what it is specifically. If you want to know, go and see it yourself."
Hearing his mother suddenly say these words, Wang Hongyi's previous uneasiness disappeared, but his confusion became more and more.
He carefully asked a few questions, but the old lady didn't say anything, which made Wang Hongyi dumbfounded and had to give up. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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