Returning to Before Husband’s Castration - Chapter 188

Just find the place, Wang Daxia instantly becomes Wang Damei, crying like a cat.

The bed net was full of the smell of heather in an instant, and Wang Daxia was too embarrassed to bury his head in the pillow.

Wei Caiwei pushed him, “Get up, boil water, I want to take a bath, and I will cut Xiaohuangsun’s hair tomorrow.”

Wang Daxia consciously didn’t have the face to see people, and asked angrily through the pillow urn: “How do you know so much?”

Wei Caiwei said: “I read medical books and know people’s bodies well. There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book. It looks like you, when was the last time I read?”

Wang Daxia can’t remember anymore, anyway, it was a long, long time ago. If I knew that reading was useful, I would be able to get the top prize!

The next day, Wei Caiwei wore an official uniform, and as a female official in the Forbidden City, in the name of Shang Zhaoyi, she cut the hair of the newborns in the Royal Palace of Yu.

Little Huangsun’s fetus was thick when it happened. After more than two months, it became short hair with ears. It was dry in winter, and each fetus was blown up, just like the Monkey King on the stage.

Wei Caiwei and other little emperor grandson fell asleep, holding a razor, and shaved the fetal hair clean, turning into a small bald head. Then King Yu took his son’s birth hair and went to the Fengxian Temple to pay tribute to the ancestors. He had heirs and begged the ancestors to bless the child to grow up safely.

As for other things, I dare not ask for anything.

According to etiquette, the emperor grandson was born, in addition to cutting hair, he also had to congratulate all the officials, tell the world, etc., all because of the taboo of Emperor Jiajing.

After more than a month’s delay in the ceremony of hair cutting, on the day of hair cutting, the guests of the Prince Yu’s Mansion feasted and celebrated a belated full moon banquet for the child. This child finally has a reputation.

The mother is expensive by the son, and King Yu also proposed to the clan mansion to canonize Li Jiubao as a side concubine.

Wei Caiwei returned to Yunde Palace and said that Wang Yu’s family would remember Shang Zhaoyi’s help this time.

Shang Zhaoyi looked at the dim sky: “If this child is lucky, then follow Fu Ji’s prophecy, the emperor believes this.”

That night, the north wind blew strong, first hail, as big as an egg, as small as a grain of rice, and then sleet came, and the rain fell from the sky to drive away the sand.

When the hail came, ice particles knocked on the window. Shang Qinglan was driving with him, hearing the sound, hurriedly ran to open the window, and a chill engulfed the hail and smashed in.

“Be careful of hitting your foot.” Emperor Jiajing pulled the beloved consort who was jumping and jumping with excitement, and closed the window.

Shang Qinglan said coquettishly: “The windows have been closed for almost a month and they are suffocated. Open them. I want to breathe the air outside.”

Emperor Jiajing waited until it turned into sleet and ordered people to open the window. Both of them were wearing heavy fox fur and stood side by side by the window listening to the rain and snow.

Shang Qinglan said: “It’s really accurate to help you, and the rain falls from the sky.”

After the death of the elder brother Lu Bing, the only person who received all the trust was gone. Emperor Jiajing was more suspicious, but everyone needed a spiritual support, so Emperor Jiajing became more and more dependent on the magic of heaven.

Holding Shang Qinglan in his arms, he told the secret that had been held in the bottom of his heart for many years, “I used to have two crown princes, and the eldest son had just been full moon, I made him the crown prince in every possible way, but he died in more than two months. One is my second son. When his mother and concubine were pregnant, she dreamed that the fairy in the star-crowned feather-clothes brought a fairy child to give her off, and she gave birth to a son.”

Shang Qinglan thought: Whoever doesn’t know the emperor would believe this, because he said so deliberately to please the emperor. Just as I used the excuse of Fu Ji to pierce through Prince Yu’s family and gave birth to the little emperor grandson, everyone has weaknesses, and the emperor is no exception.

Emperor Jiajing looked at the wind and snow in the sky, recalling the unbearable past, “These children of me, he is the favorite. Since childhood, he is clever and pure and filial. , I am really an immortal. I was worried that he could not bear the blessings at his young age. When he reached the age of three, he was raised as a prince. At that time, the alchemist Tao Zhongwen warned me that the two dragons should not meet, and that there will be disasters when they meet. Advise me not to set up a prince so early.”

“But I was in my thirties at the time. The courtiers and I were anxious to establish a prince, to establish the country as the foundation and to stabilize the country, so he was established as the prince. He was thirteen years old and wanted to go to the cabinet to study. I was anxious at the time, so I simply decided. Give him a crown before going to school. After crowning, he will be an adult man. Tao Zhongwen said to me that the crown prince is still young and it is not advisable to crown him early, and wait until the age of fourteen or five years before he chooses the crown prince. That’s it.”

“I like the prince too much, and I am too satisfied with this prince. I feel that I have no regrets or regrets when I handed over Daming Jiangshan to him. My brain was hot and I didn’t listen to persuasion, so I insisted on crowning him. As a result…”

At the end of the talk, Emperor Jiajing’s nose was blocked, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn’t speak.

After three years in the palace, Shang Qinglan certainly knew what happened afterwards.

The crown prince performed the crown ceremony on March 15th, the first minister Yan Song praised the crown, and the second assistant Xu Jie proclaimed the imperial decree. On the 16th, hundreds of civil and military officials celebrated outside Fengtianmen to celebrate the crowning of the prince.

In the past two days, the prince’s body has been in good health, and there is no difference, but in the early morning of the 17th, the prince had a sudden illness, and the doctors could not diagnose the cause. The medicine stone was ineffective, and he was very sick in one day.

At night, the prince suddenly got up from the bed, and bowed to the court where Emperor Jiajing was located, saying, “Go!”

Then he meditated on the bed and died at the age of thirteen.

Shang Qinglan only now understood that the prince’s death, the alchemist Tao Zhongwen had twice reminded the Emperor Jiajing, so after the Emperor Jiajing was convinced that “the two dragons must not meet each other”, no matter how the officials advised him, he would never establish a prince. .

In the old age, the body is weak, and I don’t even want to see my children and grandchildren. If two princes died in a row, when two dragons met, one dragon must die. In the past, the sons were young and easy to die. The father was strong and the son was weak, so it was the “little dragons” and the sons who died.

Now that the old emperor is weak and has become an old dragon, the king of Yu is strong, and he has just given birth to a son. It can be seen that he is a young, disobedient, and rebellious dragon.

If the two dragons meet, it is obvious that it will be the weak and infertile old dragon who will die.

Lao Long didn’t want to die.

Even if he has lost the only one who believes in Lu Bing and sits alone on the throne, he is willing!

I would rather cry on the dragon chair than die.

What’s more, the old dragon is in the spring, and with the nourishment of love, the beloved consort is only seventeen years old, and the old emperor is even more reluctant.

Only at this moment did Shang Qinglan understand the old emperor’s true thoughts. Simply put, he was afraid of death.

Who is not afraid of death? Shang Qinglan was also afraid. She was still afraid that she hadn’t depended on it. After Sheng Chong, the old and cold palace will be more beautiful now, but more desolate in the future.

So, the emperor, I don’t like you anymore. I just want to pave the way for myself. I will live a long, long time in the future. I still want to live a good life like this all the time.

Feng Yueye, under the window, old couple and young wife, classmates have different dreams.

A heavy goose feather floated in from the window, fell on Emperor Jiajing’s eyebrows, melted, and I don’t know whether it was snow or tears on his face. He missed the lost prince and blamed himself for not being willing to listen to Tao Zhongwen’s advice.

Shang Qinglan took out the veil and wiped the wetness from the old emperor’s face, “The prince Zhuang Jing Mengxian was born with an immortal child. It can be seen that he is a goddess. Since childhood, he has a pure heart and little desire, unlike us mortals. Immortals descended from the earth, They are all from the tribulations. After the tribulations, they will naturally rise to the top of the immortal class. Don’t be too sad, the emperor, look at the night sky, maybe Prince Zhuang Jing is looking at you.”

Emperor Jiajing looked in the direction guided by Shang Qinglan, “Ai Concubine is right. Life is alive, and there are so many sufferings. Being an emperor will also have constant troubles. It is better to be a god. I devote myself to practicing and hope that I will be like Prince Zhuang Jing in the future. Beyond the flesh/body, soaring into an immortal.”

Shang Qinglan encircled Emperor Jiajing’s waist and buried his head in the emperor’s arms. “The concubine’s thoughts are very selfish. I hope that the emperor can live a hundred years and spend more time with his concubines in the mortal world.”

Emperor Jiajing touched his favorite concubine’s waist and long hair, “This is nature, and you are the only thing I think of in the mortal world.”

Shang Qinglan thought: Actually, the dragon chair is. However, as a favorite concubine, he could not expose the emperor’s lies. And, we must act as if we believe in the emperor.

Shang Qinglan acted like a baby: “The emperor can’t regret it. If the snow is thick tomorrow, the emperor will build a big snowman with his concubine, and the concubine will have to eat barbecue in the snow.”

The Emperor Jiajing scraped Shang Qinglan’s nose in a adoring manner, and said, “It’s all up to you.”

Due to the efficaciousness of the rain from the sky, the Emperor Jiajing still feared the newly-born little emperor, and did not give the emperor a name or congratulations to the emperor. However, in order to express his obedience to God’s will, Emperor Jiajing announced the next day that he would announce the birth of the youngest grandson of Prince Yu’s mansion to the world.

To tell the world is much thicker than hair cutting. Hair cutting is held in the Yuwang Mansion. To tell the world, it must be published on the “Di Bao” officially printed by the Da Ming Tong Zheng Department. The “Di Bao” is equivalent to a newspaper, every other paragraph. It is issued once at a time, with important official documents printed on it, and local officials use the “Di Bao” to know what has happened to the imperial court recently.

Therefore, the news that Prince Yu gave birth to the little emperor grandson of Lin’er and brought nectar to the capital plagued by wind and sand immediately spread throughout the country, and the world knew it.

Of course, this includes the Yan family in Jiangxi and King Jing in Anlu, Hubei.

At the birth of Xiaohuangsun, King Yu was the uncrowned prince. This is bad news for the Yan family and King Jing.

Yan Shifan took the latest issue of “Di Bao” with ink fragrance and showed it to his old father, “Father, the people we sent secretly showed good wishes to King Yi. The royal family raised the princes as pigs, and they were all raised. It’s abandoned. He doesn’t know anything except pleasure, and he doesn’t dare to have ambitions. King Yi has been vaguely refusing to give him the right words. Just waiting for us to grab the throne for him, he moved his **** to the Beijing Dragon Chair. He is not willing to give anything at all, and is all about eating for nothing.”

“I think we still have to cooperate with King King. King King has ambitions and means, and he is willing to listen to us. Hubei and Jiangxi Li can enter again. We only need to clear a few obstacles and we and King King can work together.”

After Yan Song finished reading “Di Bao”, Wang Yu returned to all hopes and got a son again. King Jing had a house without a wife and concubine even a princess, and became more and more out of position with the reserve. He felt that when he had reached the stage where he had to do it, he said:

“Then follow the plan, do things clean, don’t leave clues, Wang Daxia is Jin Yiwei’s person, the most difficult **** to provoke.”

In November, it was snowing even in Jiangxi. Wang Qianhu took a leave of absence. He took his son on the official boat and hurried to the capital after riding the river without freezing.

When the official ship arrived in Wuhu, there was a heavy snowfall and met two Japanese pirate ships that looked like they were fleeing.

The Japanese pirate ship fired artillery at the official ship, and Wang Qianhu ordered a counterattack.

The middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River were open, and the three boats fired at each other, but none of them hit the river.

Wang Qianhu ordered: “Don’t get entangled with them, turn the bow, we go back to Jiangxi to summon the navy to outflank it, and we can’t let these Japanese pirates enter Jiangxi.”

The staff member said: “If you don’t leave again, even if the river doesn’t freeze, the canal will freeze, and it won’t be able to keep up with the young master’s wedding.”

Wang Qianhu sternly said: “Military sentiment is of course more important than the wedding! Go back soon!”

As soon as the voice fell, the hull made a violent movement, and the captain hurriedly ran and said: “The bottom of the ship was blown up by a spy who got in. The water has entered, and the ship is sinking. Please change your boat to escape!”

The author has something to say: This article is a bit of a waste of father. Referred to as the Union of the Worried Fathers.