"Don't blame Brother Yue, your marriage was stopped by the old body. Your body is inconvenient, where is there a reason to get married with a stomach. The bastard boy also said that you gave birth to a baby to make up for you, and he didn't mention it if he was slapped by the old body. Grandma seemed to be explaining, and she seemed to be blaming herself.

There is no woman who doesn't want to get married, the problem is that Ulan was made big by Yun Yue before she got married. It's easy to settle down, and my stomach is already pointed. I saw that I was going to give birth in half a month. In this kung fu, where is there time to get married.

It's not just Ulan's belly that's changing, Xianyang City is also quietly changing. Suddenly, there was a white, insect-like thing on the table of the Haoqiang clan, called bean sprouts. Looking white and tender, it is very festive in winter.

The bite of a chopstick in the mouth is very crispy, and even the old man is willing to eat two bites of the sound of "Ga Zhizhi", nostalgic for the years when his teeth and mouth were complete.

King Zhuang Xiang took a bite and asked Zhao Qiandu, the chief attendant next to him.

"Qiandu, where did this thing come from? Why hasn't Lone eaten before? King Zhuang Xiang looked at the insect-like thing in front of him and was curious.

"King, this thing was made by Yunhou. In the winter, it is rare for him to get this watery thing out. Zhao Ji, who was on the side, replied with a smile. Today, she specially made cold bean sprouts and presented them to King Zhuang Xiang, and Mrs. Han, who came in with meat soup in anger, immediately blushed. Her meat soup king only nodded, and it was counted as a reward. This bean sprouts, King Zhuang Xiang ate three chopsticks.

"I don't know if this thing is poisonous or not, how good is it if you eat the king's spleen and stomach." has the support of King Zhuangxiang's biological mother, Empress Dowager Xia. Mrs. Han is not afraid of Zhao Ji, Mrs. Zhao at all. Even if King Zhuang Xiang intends to crown her as the queen, the will is clearly prepared. But he was stopped by the Empress Dowager Xia, and his own son begged for his wife. When you are a mother, you naturally have to take care of it.

"Well, your meat soup is not bad. Let's go down! King Zhuang Xiang waved his hand impatiently. He didn't want to worry about the palace chores, and Mrs. Han had already been awarded the title of Bazi Han Bazi (a kind of rank of concubines in the Qin court - editor's note!). ）。

Perhaps it was this canonization that gave Mrs. Han a mind that she shouldn't have, but the Empress Dowager Xuan was named the eighth son of Mi, and the ambition of a woman born in this palace is great. In the future, the mother is strong and the son is weak, and I am afraid that the situation in Daqin will be turbulent again. Watching Mrs. Han walk out of the Chengming Palace, King Zhuang Xiang's mind was racing.

"Your Majesty. This is the recipe that Zheng'er sent back to people. This soup is called egg custard, and it is rare for this child to learn this cooking method. Let the slave family do it, and honor his father for him. Zhao Ji opened the lunch box. The bright white pottery bowl has a bowl of yellowed stuff inside. There were also two drops of yellow grease dripping on it, and it was obvious that it had just come out of the pot. The egg custard was still a little hot, and a never-before-smelled aroma came, and King Zhuang Xiang couldn't help but sniff his nose.

Zhao Ji took the soup. Scooped a spoonful with a spoon, ate it himself, and then presented it to King Zhuang Xiang.

Entrance to the soup. There is no fishy smell of the past. There was only a mouthful of warm aftertaste, and the whole person seemed to feel comfortable.

"It's rare to get this filial piety of Zheng'er!" King Zhuang Xiang was very satisfied, and Yingzheng was abandoned by himself before he was an adult. Although it was a last resort, King Zhuang Xiang's heart was still full of guilt. Now, Ying Zheng misses himself so much, and King Zhuang Xiang's heart is even more guilty.

"This oil is squeezed from sesame seeds, and I heard Zheng'er say that it is called sesame oil. Zheng'er studied in Yunzhuang, and I heard that she ate and lived with her companions every day. It also suffers these children. The concubine knew that Zheng'er was learning skills. But this is what I miss in my heart! Zhao Ji's fox-like eyes glanced at King Zhuang Xiang, and this man's mind was full of thoughts.

"Studying doesn't mean you can't rest. It is a good thing for young people to struggle with their studies. But also pay attention to rest, it is not good to be tired. Passing on the will of the orphan, Gongzizheng will visit Mrs. Zhao in Xianyang every ten days off and two days off to fulfill his filial piety. ”

Zhao Ji knelt on the ground to thank her, but her heart was already happy. This child has been separated from himself for many years, and the mother-son relationship is not deep. Then Lu Buwei didn't know who he had instigated, so he insisted on sending the child to Yushan, a hundred miles away, to study. caused the mother and son to be separated again, and in the future, we should think about how to make good use of these two days to communicate the feelings of mother and son.

Ying Zheng is the foundation of Daqin in the future, and the love between mother and son is his only reliance. The painful experience of ten years in prison made Zhao Ji realize that Lü Buwei was unreliable, and King Zhuang Xiang was also unreliable. I hope the meat that fell off my body will be more reliable.

"Get up! After the meal, I went with the orphan to say goodbye to the Queen Mother. King Zhuang Xiang personally left the table and stretched out his hand to pull up the excited Zhao Ji. And he gave him a seat on the side, and ate with him.

"I'm so angry, as soon as that vixen comes back, he will charm the king." There was a "crackling" sound in Han Bazi's embroidered spring hall. The palace maids in the hall bowed down and knelt down, pouting their buttocks high, like quails. Fragments of various jewelry and pottery were scattered all over the ground, and even Han Bazi's favorite large bronze mirror was pushed to the ground.

Maybe the venting was too violent, and Han Bazi's hair was a little messy. The mantle looks like a madman, and the shoes are thrown away. Fortunately, her temple is full of age-old maple floors, and it will not ice your feet when you step on it on a cold day.

"The Queen Mother has arrived!" A sharp voice sounded from outside the hall, and the entire hall seemed to be shaken. The closed door of the palace opened suddenly, and a palace beauty about forty years old stood at the door of the palace.

Willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, ice and snow-like skin as smooth as mutton fat. It's just that the deep nasolabial folds on both sides of the nose destroy the aura in this beautiful face.

"Humph!" He snorted heavily through his nose, and his beautiful face was covered with a layer of frost.

There was suddenly no sound in the hall, and even Han Bazi held his breath. The woman who bowed down and bowed did not dare to move a little, and the huge hall suddenly fell silent, and the loudest noise was the sound of everyone's suppressed heartbeat.

The fire cage in the ground burned very strongly, and the hall was warm and smoky. Under the steaming heat, Han Bazi actually broke out in a cold sweat. The body that remained motionless was constantly shaking, not because of physical strength. Back then, in the palace of King Han, she could maintain this posture for an hour, and the bowl above her head did not spill a drop of water.

She was really afraid of this aunt. As the head of the Korean power in the Qin State. Empress Dowager Xia has unparalleled authority, as long as she has a word. Even her family members in South Korea will all be killed.

"Stand down!" Thin lips open only slightly. But the voice was full of majesty, and it seemed to echo in the hall several times.

The palace maid and the interior retreated as if fleeing for their lives, and Han Bazi's dowry maid only hesitated slightly. was pulled out by a strong grandmother by her hair, and then there was a slap of "pop" and "pop".

Han Bazi still didn't dare to move, but his body trembled even more. In the empty hall, only two of Empress Dowager Xia's personal palace people served.

"Get up!" It was still just two words, and Han Bazi slowly stood up straight. But the eyes are still looking at the ground. Don't dare to raise your head.

"Raise your head!" The majestic voice sounded again, and Han Bazi's head was just raised. A loud slap resounded through the hall.

Han Bazi only felt that the Venus in front of him was rising, and there was a "buzzing" sound in his ears. Venus is still scattered. The ringing is not over yet. "Smack" hit the other side of the face again. The pink face suddenly swollen, and two symmetrical slap prints appeared.

The blood at the corner of his mouth didn't dare to reach out to wipe it, and the head he had just raised lowered again.

"You are my Korean royal family, and you are not even as good as a singer in Handan. In vain, my Han has cultivated you for more than ten years. It's in vain that the mourning family has reminded you all these years. Empress Dowager Xia's eyes seemed to be able to condense into ice. stared at Han Bazi and hit a spirit.

"Speak! Why can't you even speak? Rubbish! ”

"Auntie...... Aunt! It's not that the slave family doesn't care, it's really that Zhao Ji is too charming. The king was so charmed by her that ......"

"Bastard, she's just a singer. It's just a slut who serves with two husbands, and Zhao Ren is useless, so he let her escape like this. ”

"The king has already thought of canonizing her as queen, aunt...... What can I do? ”

"Idiot! Queen...... Hum! That slut wants to be the queen, and he will talk about it when the mourning family dies. The Empress Dowager Huayang has already said that the edict will not be issued. Don't sprinkle all day long, put more effort into pleasing the king and educate Chengjiao. ”

"Auntie. That Zhao Ji's son went to Yushan to study. Let's also find a good master for Cheng Jiao, I heard that the Yushan Academy is very hard to practice. The slave family is afraid of ...... in the future."

"Hmmm! It's time to find a master for Cheng Jiao. I don't know how that Yunhou taught Zheng'er. Nei Shi Teng is also useless, and he still hasn't figured out which sect Yun Yue is. Aunt Xing, tell Nesteng that if he can't figure it out, he won't have to come back. ”

"No!" An elderly palace man beside Empress Dowager Xia bowed down and promised.

"Grandma! Grandmother! A five- or six-year-old doll ran out with her little white arms open.

"Slow down, don't fall!" Empress Dowager Xia hurriedly greeted Cheng Jiao and held Cheng Jiao in her arms.

A fast horse ran to Yushan, and the eunuch with a duck's voice read out the king's edict. The students were suddenly in mourning, and the children still did not fully understand what the royal power was all about. Lacking the due awe in his heart, Wang Jian looked behind him with a frosty face. The gentlemen were suddenly silent, and no one made a sound.

"Obey the king's order, and the period of rest in Yushan will be changed to a ten-day rest." Wang Jian bowed his body and held the edict of King Zhuangxiang with both hands.

This scolding in the hearts of the gentlemen! After a good seven days of rest, it was changed to ten days. I have to take classes for a few more days every month, and I don't know what kind of wind the king is pumping. It's good to have fun in Yushan, but I want to go back to Xianyang to go to Lao Ziniang's side. What's good at home, is there that kind of red braised pork, or that kind of delicious fruit juice.

All day long, I ate meat and dried vegetables, and every dozen burps were the musty smell of dried vegetables, which made me feel disgusting to think about. Where is there a good academy inside, steamed buns filled with leeks and eggs. The meatballs of beef radish are the most warm to the spleen and stomach when eaten at noon.

In fact, there is not much difference between children and pets, as long as there is good food and fun. The children will be happy, with Wang Qian's high-pressure policy. Yun Yue scratched vigorously on the fun, and the cooks in the academy were all from the Yun family. The Yun family's cooking skills will not disappoint anyone, and the red hooves will be sent one per person at night. The children's mouths were oily, their faces were red, and their hearts were happy.

There was nothing to say about the fun, a few people kicked the shuttlecock in a circle. There are also sandbag hopscotch, Yun Yue also got two cowhide bands to teach those shy jumping bands to catch the sheep. Anyway, when he was a child, he played with the rest of the Hutong skewers, and he taught these children all the same.

Also wailing is Yun Yue, Yingzheng will honor his father and mother when he returns to Xianyang. What did Lao Tzu do in Xianyang? What's what? The king wants to test the knowledge of the principal's son, and as a prince, he has to accompany him. Which fucking rule is this, can the wife of the family delay giving birth for two days, or ask for a leave of absence or something. Can't Lao Tzu take maternity leave?

There are no human rights in feudal society! With King Zhuang Xiang, I am afraid that I can't even do it. The place in Xianyang is messy every day, and it is really not suitable for human habitation. Yun Yue, who was reluctant, said goodbye to his wife and asked Mr. Bian Que to take care of him at home. Only then did he turn around three times, and followed Wang Jian who was guarding the wings and galloping towards Xianyang.

Taifu's name is still good in Xianyang, although when he arrives in Xianyang, it is already the beginning of the lights and the street drums are beating. After flashing the waist card, the group went on a rampage in the street. From afar, I saw the tall Xianyang Palace, and the Xianyang Palace at night was brightly lit and unusually magnificent.

As a prince, he is eligible to stay in the palace for one night, so that King Zhuangxiang can summon him at any time. The inner palace naturally can't go, and the outer palace is fine. Ying Zheng took a deep breath and went to the inner palace in a carriage. Wang Jian and Yun Yue could only make do with one night in the temple outside.

"Brother Yun, the king wants to take the academic examination of the principal's son. Are you sure? I heard that the palace has not been peaceful recently, and Mrs. Zhao and Han Bazi are fighting fiercely. Let's ......"

In the palace fighting scene, Yun Yue's head hurts when she thinks about it. The reality of later generations is too looping to play the legend of Zhen Huan, too cruel and insidious. I couldn't see a single bead of blood, but there was already blood underneath. Killing Yun Yue didn't want to be involved in the struggle of the court, Lao Tzu, a big idler, troubled the king and the little masters of the harem to let Lao Tzu go as a fart!

"Hey! I know that you are a person who is unwilling to participate in the dispute, but the day we get the queen back from Zhao Kingdom, we are destined to participate. ”

Yun Yue glanced at Wang Qian, it seems that this kid's mind is far less rough than his appearance. Also, how to be the four famous generals of the Warring States without dim sum eyes, five of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States were destroyed in his hands.

Before he could answer Wang Qian's words, an attendant came in.

"Wang Shangxuan! Iron Eagle General Wang Qian. Taifu Yunyue Chengming Hall to see you! (To be continued......)