Nativity

Chapter 324 Wenqu Xingjun Birth
Yuzhu knew that she had slipped her tongue, so she had to tell Dongfang Yuer what she and Shunyi had seen and heard in a few days.

In fact, Dongfang Yu'er also felt that her father had an unusual relationship with Aunt Xu, but she never dared to ask.Could this be why Aunt Xu hates me?
"The fate of those sent off for training is tragic." Dongfang Yu'er said.

"Could it be that my sister really has the heart to watch, Wenqu Xingjun is being tortured in the mortal world?" Ding Xiang asked.

"Of course I don't want to, but the life book is already running, I'm afraid I can't do anything." Dongfang Yu'er said with a sigh.

A cloud that looks like a dragon but is not a dragon floats in the sky above Sima Mansion. With the clear sky suddenly cloudy, a dragon wind blows, lightning flashes, and it rains heavily.

The vision from the sky added to the gloomy and dignified atmosphere of Sima Xiangfu.

Xiang Fu was pregnant with two children, both of which died due to dystocia. This is Xiang Fu's third child.
Xiang Fu had been in pain for a whole day, and the fetus had not yet been born, so the whole family was worried that Xiang Fu's baby would not be born safely.

Now the lady is giving birth again.

Hearing his wife's heart-piercing cries of pain, and bursts of thunder, made Sima Xiang even more worried.

Sima Xiang was walking back and forth worriedly outside the delivery room, praying incessantly, "I implore Da Siming to protect my Sima family, and the baby will be born safely!"

A flash of lightning flashed across the tiled roof of the delivery room. The light of the lightning was like daytime, followed by a rumbling thunder, which seemed to split the tiled roof of the delivery room.

The sudden strange weather frightened the servants of Sima Xiang's mansion and dared not move.

Sima Xiang was also startled by this terrifying lightning flash, always thinking that this lightning flash was a bad omen.

Sima Xiang didn't care so much and rushed into the delivery room. "Is my wife alive?"

"not yet."

"Master Xiang, how did you come in?"

"The delivery room is a place of blood, get out quickly." Mrs. Sun and a few servants pushed Sima Xiang out.

"Mrs. Sun, you are known as the stable woman of nine births. You must keep my wife and my child safe."

"Master Xiang, I will do my best."

Sima Xiang was kicked out by his servants and Mrs. Wen Posun.

The Sima family has been officials for generations, and the official positions are getting bigger and bigger, but the number of people is only one generation, and it is rarer than the next generation.To Sima Xiang's generation, it became a single biography of three generations.

Sima Xiang is a sixth-rank official of the imperial court, but he is 35 years old this year and has no son yet.The wife was pregnant with two children, both died of dystocia.

So Sima Xiang accepted several concubines, all of whom were only daughters.

Seeing that the incense of Sima's family is about to be cut off, Sima Xiang is full of worry!
When Sima Xiang was full of worries, a sonorous cry of a baby crossed the dark night sky, and the cry of the baby was overshadowed by thunder.

gave birth!

gave birth!

Madam gave birth to a big fat man!

Knowing that Mrs. Xiang gave birth to a son, everyone in Sima Xiang's house cheered!
"Congratulations, Mr. Xiang, Ma'am has given birth to a big fat boy!" Mrs. Sun carried the newborn baby in front of Sima Xiang.

Sima Xiang looked at his chubby son, crying with excitement.

"I have a son!"

"The Sima family finally has a queen!"

"Thank you Commander!"

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In ancient times, you can't choose a name casually. You must find a fortune teller to calculate the horoscope and match the five elements.Of course, an official family like Sima Xiang is no exception.

On the second day, Sima Xiang invited the most famous fortune teller in Kyoto to tell the fortune and name of his newborn son.

The Taoist priest was shocked when he heard that Mrs. Xiang gave birth to a son last night, but last night was full of wind and rain, thunderous?

The fortune-teller calculated the baby's horoscope, and then looked at the baby's appearance, with an inconceivable surprise on his face.

I saw that the baby had a ruddy complexion, chubby flesh, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and there was a bit of arrogance between the brows.

Daoist was very excited and said to Sima Xiang, "Congratulations to Master Xiang, your son is not a mortal son, but the reincarnation of King Xing."

"What, Xingjun is reincarnated?"

"Tell me, Taoist priest, which Xingjun is the reincarnation?" Sima Xiang asked excitedly.

"Well, let the poor do the math."

The fortune teller pinched his fingers for a while and said, "If Pindao is not wrong, it should be Wenqu Xingjun."

Wenquxing?
"Hahaha! My son is the reincarnation of Wenqu Xingjun, so my son will be a talented person in the future." Sima Xiang was so happy when he learned that his son was the reincarnation of Wenquxing.

"It's not just a talent, it should be that Wen Neng draws a pen to secure the world, and Wu Neng rides a horse to determine the world." The fortune teller said.

"What? Wenqu Xingjun can still be literary and capable? According to the Taoist priest, my son will definitely become a prime minister or a general in the future?"

"This, Pindao can't guarantee it. In short, when Mr. Sima grows up, he will be the pillar of the country, and he will have a bright future."

The fortune teller knew that he had revealed too much, so he didn't dare to say any more, so he bid farewell to Sima Xiang with his hands clasped.

Sima Xiang hurriedly stepped forward to intercept him, and begged, "Please give my son a name, Taoist priest!"

The fortune teller stopped, looked at the baby's upright facial features, stroked his beard, and said, "This child was born on a stormy and thunderous night, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, with a bit of arrogance between his brows. His name is Sima." Be proud!"

Sima Ao?
"Okay, this name sounds good, just listen to the Taoist master."

Sima Xiang obeyed the advice of the fortune teller and named his son Sima Ao.

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Sima Ao, who was reincarnated from Wenqu Xingjun, was different. He was different from ordinary people at a young age, and Zaipei was valued and cherished by his father.

Sima Ao had finished reading "Thousand Characters", "Hundred Surnames", "Three Character Classics", "Zeng Guang Xian Wen", "Di Zi Gui", "The Analects of Confucius", "University", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "Mencius" by the time he was ten years old. ", "Book of Songs", "Book of Rites", "Shangshu", "Book of Changes", "Spring and Autumn" and so on.

In short, Sima Ao has finished learning rituals, music, archery, royals, calligraphy, chess, mathematics, and writing, so it can be said that there is nothing left to learn.

Sima Ao, who had nothing to learn at the age of ten, was so bored that he lay on the desk worrying.

At this time, Xiao Pang, the child of Wu Zhuangyuan's family, came over with the sons of Jiang Yuanwai and Li Yuanwai's neighbors.

The son of Jiang Yuan's family is Jiang Bin, and the son of Li Yuan's family is Li Fulai.

The Jiang family and the Li family are wealthy businessmen in the capital, and they think it is an honor to be able to climb into an official family like the Sima family, so the two families often encourage their sons to play more with Sima Ao.

These three children are about the same age and go to the same private school, so the three of them always play together.

"My lord, why are you worried about something?" Xiaopang, the son of the martial arts officer, asked first.

Sima Xiang hired a martial arts officer from Kyoto to be his son Sima Ao's martial arts teacher, so the military officer's son, Xiao Pang, wanted to call Sima Ao his son.

"Father, you tell me to read books every day. But I know how to read these books. It's so boring to read over and over again every day." Sima Ao replied.

"My father also makes me recite the Four Books and Five Classics every day, and I have one head and two big heads." Jiang Bin also complained.

(End of this chapter)