Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Sun’s belly is already very big.

From the time Hu Shanxiang heard the news that he was going to give birth, there was a lot of deserted here, and even the imperial doctor was a little absent-minded.

Wang Zhen kept sending messages back and forth, but Sun just lay down without raising his eyelids.

"Niang, your Majesty is back and went to Kunning Palace."

Sun's breathing was calm, as if he was asleep.

But Wang Zhen knew that she must be thinking about something, so he turned and ran out again, like a young man's hard work.

After Wang Zhen left, Mother Zhou waved her hand and the royal doctor hurried out. Then she said: "Niang, the queen gives birth. Your Majesty must go, otherwise the ruling and opposition parties will discuss the meeting and it will not be good for us at that time."

Sun did not say anything, and Mother Zhou chuckled lightly: "Your Majesty came here this morning. It can be seen that you are still the most important in your Majesty's heart."

"Don't say such things."

Sun said lightly, and then the room fell into silence until Wang Zhen ran back again.

Wang Zhen was already sweating profusely, and his clothes were half wet. He panted and said, "Niang, the empress dowager has gone to Kunning Palace."

…

"You don't want to think about the ones you have, you should think about Daming."

The queen mother was a little tired sitting outside the delivery room. The doctors wanted to persuade Zhu Zhanji to go back, but no one dared to speak.

Zhu Zhanji replied: "Queen, this fetal minister thinks he should be a prince."

The Queen Mother leaned on the back of the chair, rubbed her eyebrows, and said: "Thinking about it, my palace stopped her, just for fear that if there is an accident... at least she didn't see it with her own eyes or hear her with her own ears, so you should pay more attention to it."

Zhu Zhanji's heart was mixed, and there was a cry of pain in the delivery room. He couldn't help clenching his fists, and then asked: "Is it terrible?"

The queen mother closed her eyes and slowly said: "I just told her about children's taboos. She is pretty good, but someone must have said this to her. The look in her eyes makes people feel distressed."

There was more murderous in Zhu Zhanji's eyes. He turned his head and nodded to Yu Jia behind him. Yu Jia immediately understood the matter and went out to arrange for someone to investigate the matter.

…

In the empty room, pens, inks, papers, and inkstones were found to make people rub the ink.

She didn't ask for help, and slowly climbed onto the chair by herself.

The court lady on the side polished the ink, and when she saw it, she put her hand on her cheek, looked out the window blankly, and whispered: "Princess, the ink is ready."

After looking at the inkstone, I picked up the brush...

The little man sat quietly on the chair, stroke by stroke, writing the scripture very slowly and earnestly.

The smoke from the censer in the corner was faint.

The lady of the court clasped her hands on the side, reading silently in her mouth.

The long eyelashes quivered suddenly, and then he looked up at the window.

"The queen mother will give birth to a little brother, um, it must be a younger brother."

When Yu Jia arrived, she saw her serious little face and prayerful prayers.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment, Yu Jia is deeply infected, can't help but pray to heaven in her heart...

…

In the delivery room, Hu Shanxiang couldn't help groaning in pain, and everyone in the room looked at her with admiration. According to their cognition, ordinary people can't bear the severe pain of giving birth. When the pain is most painful, they can only wish to die immediately before they are happy, let alone scream loudly.

The emperor's consequences are really tolerable!

Hu Shanxiang on the delivery bed was full of sweat, and she suddenly gasped and said, "Bring that one, bring it!"

The mother in charge of production wondered: "Manny, what do you take?"

Hu Shanxiang snorted abruptly, trembling a few times, and then said: "Go... ask Aon..."

The mother went out cautiously, and then found Yi An.

Yi An was shocked when she heard it, and then went to find something with a wry smile. After waiting outside, the queen mother and Zhu Zhanji immediately asked about the situation. Yi An didn't dare to hide, and said: "The lady is still waiting for the opportunity to let the old slave go get things."

The Queen Mother said unhappily: "It's all over here, what should I take?!"

Zhu Zhanji also said helplessly: "Let her concentrate on production, don't be distracted!"

Women and children are the most taboo to think and think, this is what the queen mother told Zhu Zhanji, so he is really speechless to Hu Shanxiang.

Yi An was given to Hu Shanxiang by the Queen Mother, so she dared to speak, "Manny, Your Majesty, Empress Empress... I want to get that grapefruit..."

The Queen Mother was puzzled. Seeing Zhu Zhanji silently, she asked, "What grapefruit? Is there such a thing at this time?"

Zhu Zhanji was still silent, and Yi An said: "Niang Niang, that was the stone sculpture that Uncle Xing He gave to the empress Niang Niang when His Majesty was married. It means...you have a son."

The empress dowager choked in an instant. She pointed at Zhu Zhanji and cursed: "Women are so difficult, and the queen's luck is not good. When I met you, a heartbreaker, what kind of evil my family has done!"

The people in the yard were expressionless, no one dared to take this to heart, and no one dared to say it.

Zhu Zhanji's face reddened and pleaded: "Mother, the son is frivolous."

Yi An hurriedly came with a brocade box. She opened it to the Queen Mother and Zhu Zhanji for a look, and then went into the delivery room.

"Niang Niang, here's the things."

Seeing that Hu Shanxiang's hair was wet with sweat, Yi An remembered the emperor's preference for Sun's family, almost reaching the point of being replaced, and couldn't help feeling sad.

Hu Shanxiang didn't have any expectations for this birth in the past, and she was willing to accept it, both men and women, but at the critical moment of childbirth, she actually thought of the grapefruit carved from Tianhuangshi, which shows that she should have the consciousness of being a mother.

Yi An handed the stone sculpture to Hu Shanxiang, leaned over and said softly: "Manny, the princess is worried about you on the side of the empress dowager!"

Hu Shanxiang nodded, squeezed the stone sculpture, and smiled forcefully: "Don't worry, she must give her a...brother, let her take...to play with."

The children of the palace knew about fighting and looking at their faces when they were just a few years old. This made Hu Shanxiang feel sad, and then he mustered up the courage to take a deep breath and work hard...

When she heard the first scream, the queen mother nodded and said: "Giving a child is torture, or torture. It's not far from the difference between Dongchang and Jinyiwei."

Zhu Zhanji was speechless, but his scalp was numb when he heard the screams.

"The first time I had a baby was the hardest thing, but the queen has been enduring it. The same is true at the beginning of today. It can be seen that she has relaxed now, okay!"

The queen mother always felt that Hu Shanxiang's temperament was too weak, and she didn't even understand the principle of being strong as a mother, which made her quite annoyed. Now that Hu Shanxiang began to scream, it means that she has let go.

Give birth to a prince...

The queen mother counted the prayer beads and prayed silently.

…

Fang Xing didn't pray, he was drinking, and Xie Jin was his companion.

Xie Jin is quite calm, and contrasts sharply with Fang Xing's expressionless face.

"The old man likes bison the most. If someone goes to sea next time, remember to ask them to get more. This is a good dish for wine."

Fang Xing chewed the beef jerky and said casually: "That's not a problem. I'll go to His Royal Highness to get some over there."

He even has jerky yak meat on hand, so he doesn't care about bison.

Xie Jin took a sip of wine and praised: "This wine is refreshing and has a sweet aftertaste. Which one is from? The old man will go and get some jars back."

Fang Xing said: "It seems that it is brewed with some kind of snow water. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is now hard to find."

Fifty percent baijiu actually tasted very sweet and refreshing, which made Xie Jin couldn't help drinking until the cup was dry, and it didn't take long for it to be a little drunk.

He brought a piece of beef jerky to his eyes and watched carefully, and murmured: "Don't think too much. The queen has nothing to do with you. If you are worried about that woman, then run on her son from now on. After you go out to hide for a few years and come back, your Majesty promises that you will not be blamed."

Fang Xing shook his head, and said blankly: "Even if he doesn't blame me, but the relationship has changed, it has become a blunt relationship between monarch and minister, then what should I do when I come back? Why don't I make a small island overseas with my family, and then talk to him? The ministers in the DPRK ventilate, even if I seek compensation for my previous merits and give some immigrants, then I will never come back."

Xie Jin said disdainfully: "What about Daming? You have poured so much into it, don't you care about Daming?"

Fang Xing sneered and said, "It's already time, Daming has nothing to do with me!"

Xie Jin sighed and said: "You are arrogant with your majesty, hey! So if you were alienated at the beginning, it would be okay, but now that you are too close, it makes it difficult to talk to each other."