Airborne in the daughter country, the baby will be born at the beginning

Chapter 25 [I want to have a son and learn from me]

(25)

"If you two are disobedient, then I won't eat..."

Wang Xuan snatched the bird's nest, shook the spoon and said to himself, then glanced at the maid.

The two girls still looked indifferent.

They got down on their knees and said "Your Majesty..."

"This name is very annoying if you say it too much." Wang Xuan muttered, dragged the two of them up and continued.

"You don't listen now, do you?"

"Well, if I don't eat, Mrs. Han will definitely come to ask me."

"At that time, I will say that you two made me angry, so I can't eat..."

"If this kind of thing is told to the queen, let's see if she will pick up the skins of both of you in the end..."

When the maid heard the word [Pick skin], she immediately raised her head and glanced at Wang Xuan.

After staring at each other for a while, they lowered their heads again and remained silent for a while, before saying: "We are willing to..."

Wang Xuan tidied up his clothes, looked at the thin and small two, wondering if it was caused by [overwhelming maternal love].

At least in Wang Shiyu's view, "it's unnecessary".

"Cold-blooded [thing]." He shook his head helplessly at her, and trot all the way to the outside of the hall of [Lin'an Mansion].

"The carriages and sedan chairs are all here..."

Wang Shiyu's face was a little dull when he said it, and then he waved to the carriage closest to him.

The old servant who was waiting for the frame was standing there, looking from a distance, he was the [person] he saw when he came yesterday.

When Wang Xuan paid respects, the old slave bowed deeply, "Your Highness..."

He stood up and opened the curtain of the carriage, Wang Xuan stepped on it, and was stunned when he lifted the curtain.

"Mrs. Han..."

He turned his head outwards to look at Wang Shiyu, while she and the old servant took the next bus.

"His Majesty the Sovereign finally came to the [Southern Song Dynasty] to get some air. As the [Empress], there is no reason for me to be negligent. There are guards behind me, so you don't have to worry too much..."

Mrs. Han held a cup of tea in her hand, and the whole carriage smelled of [Dragon Well].

"Oh, that's great…"

Wang Xuan raised his eyebrows, and sat beside Mrs. Han with a grin.

The location is neither too big nor too small, [standard clearance] brings some comfort to Wang Xuan.

She picked up a teacup and handed it to Wang Xuan, "[Longjing] You can try it..."

After Wang Xuan tied hands, the carriage began to bump slightly.

The refurbished [Lin'an Mansion] is not as strangely flat as a concrete road, but with the [craft] of manual smoothing, Wang Xuan's teacup hardly has many splashes of water.

The two leaned in the carriage leisurely, [sipping tea].

"The [Business Street] and [Goulan Houses] in our [Southern Song Dynasty] are very common. Would Your Highness want to visit them?"

Mrs. Han drank her tea with her lips pursed, and raised her eyebrows a little when she spoke, looking extraordinarily delicate.

"How is it?" She asked again, slowly put down the teacup and stared at Wang Xuan.

"Well, okay..."

He held up the porcelain cup restrainedly, deliberately folded his fingers into lotus flowers, so as not to lose face.

She smiled, pushed up her sleeves, picked up the teapot and poured it into Wang Xuan's cup.

"Your Majesty, do you seem to be feeling unwell?"

Wang Xuan shook his head, put the porcelain cup aside, pulled out a [handkerchief] and rubbed his lips.

He looked at her carefully, trying to figure it out carefully.

Han's eye sockets are thin, and the whole face is very delicate.

The high nose bridge, the moderate mouth, and the unique pair of eyes standing on the snow field make people feel cold.

Her smile is so warm that it can melt the ice sculptures in her eyes, but when she is not smiling, it seems that there is a layer of ice that will never be touched.

"Madam Han, do you have something on your mind?"

Wang Xuan's sudden question made the smile on her mouth gradually subside.

She put the teapot aside, and her two white hands fit together very well.

"Your Highness, do you have something on your mind?"

She asked back, with a calm expression on her face like a precursor to [opening her heart].

"Yes, but I know, no one can understand..."

Mrs. Han nodded silently, and moved her body slightly closer to him.

"It is said that [every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite]..."

She talked about [the family] with a sigh, and Wang Xuan glanced at it and knew that the opportunity had come.

"A woman's life is only understood by women..."

Wang Xuan talked softly about [sadness about love].

"I have two [husbands], one is the man who accompanied me, and the other man is disappearing without a trace in [Pingyong country] right now..."

"I often worry about them, even though I have given birth to a [son], but [Ping Yongguo]..."

"Presumably you also understand that [Pingyong Country] is a place where [women are superior to men], and it is very difficult to keep my son. It really makes me feel so miserable..."

Listening, Han couldn't help pulling Wang Xuan's hand.

He wrinkled his face, spread his hands and moved his body closer to Mrs. Han.

At this time, there is no [optimum distance] between the two of them.

[Acting School] Mo Zhe had to come out again, Wang Xuan suppressed his heart, and finally shed tears, Han said while wiping himself with a handkerchief.

"Your Majesty, don't be too sad, otherwise you will harm yourself..."

"Actually, as a woman, why have I not suffered as much as you?"

Han Shi talked softly, and when Wang Xuan's tears were wiped away, her own tears were almost falling.

"One son and one daughter, my children, why are they all so miserable..."

Wang Xuan looked at her disappointedly, "Your child, Mrs. Han, what happened to your child?"

"They all died young..."

Han choked up when she spoke, while Wang Xuan cried with her.

"You and I are actually [sisters in need]..."

They stared at each other, cried and laughed, and Wang Xuan hugged her after speaking.

The two of them cried for a while in the carriage, and slowly regained their strength, the Han family reluctantly sipped his tea and said softly.

"Your Majesty, we are all noble women, we must never [be so indulgent] again..."

Wang Xuan took her hand, "What Mrs. Han said is very true, now I have a wish, I wonder if you will allow me?"

Han put down her teacup and looked at him, "Since we are [sisters in distress], it's okay for His Majesty to speak directly..."

Wang Xuan grinned with tears in his eyes, and pulled his hands tighter.

"It is said that there are many [suffering people] in the world, but at the same time [suffering people] also have different [sufferings]. Today you and I are fortunate to meet."

"What's more, the same [hard-fated people] are not as good as the two of us today [Jinlan]?"

After hearing this, Han's expression was very surprised, and Wang Xuan spoke again in a split second.

"In the future, [Pingyong Country] will be your second home, where [beautiful mountains and rivers] [outstanding people] can be called [traffic arteries]."

"For many years, the separatists of this country have wanted to plunder the [beneficial resources] of [Pingyong Country], but now, as long as we form [Jinlan], the door of Pingyong Country will be open to [Southern Song Dynasty] at any time in the future..."

"Mrs. Han, you are my sister, and I am my sister. How about this?"

Han looked at Wang Xuan intently, the glaciers in her eyes seemed to melt gradually, and for a moment she decided to trust the [woman] in front of her.

Wang Xuan grinned, tears still falling silently.

Han stumbled and called to him, "Sister..."

She smiled, her face flushed, and she choked out another sentence: "I want to have another son..."

Wang Xuan understands that after losing [nine sons and one daughter], she may never have another chance in this life.

[It is rumored that Song Ningzong later passed the throne to the son of a relative]
But since I'm here by myself, why not try to see if I can change [history]?

After all, what is recorded in the [History Atlas] may not necessarily be correct.

Wang Xuan held Han's hand, "I gave birth to a son, I will definitely help you, sister..."

She nodded, smiling gratifiedly.

As the frequency of the carriage shaking increased, a beam of light was let in from the opened tent.

There are still dots of [fireworks] in the light, and the noise of crowds and crowds is filled outside the window.

The old servant stopped the carriage and said through the tent.

"Empress, [Xinglongyuan] has arrived..."

"Okay, let's disperse everyone..."

"Yes…"

After the old slave finished speaking, he only heard a commotion around him.

The carriage got off the seat, someone was holding it, Wang Xuan did not expect that he would actually see the [Goulan Courtyard] in the [Southern Song Dynasty] in his lifetime.

But [Xinglongyuan] is an inner room, there are not many people compared to the outside, but it is much quieter and more peaceful.

Walking in, there is an old man holding [Xingmu] in his hand and exhaling Fang Gang.

"Turn everyone out..."

Mrs. Han pressed her mouth, folded her fan blade, and the old slave noticed her words before she said anything.

Wang Xuan stopped him and shook his head.

"This kind of [fun] is lively when there are many people, so that's it..."

The old servant looked back at Mrs. Han, nodded, and withdrew what he was about to say.

Sitting in the audience at the [Central Turn], the surrounding guests are not [Crooked Melon Split Dates].

Some Wang Xuans even got acquainted with each other in the court, they took off their official uniforms and were no different from ordinary people.

"[Xinglongyuan]'s theater activities were [one of the best] in the Southern Song Dynasty."

The old servant briefly introduced, Han frowned and told him to "get away..."

Wang Xuan nodded, and couldn't help clapping along with the crowd.

The applause seemed to be loud, and it was rare for him to listen to [Real Storytelling], and he was a little excited.

This also caused the old man on the stage to glance more [Central turn].

Not knowing why, he turned around and changed the repertoire and started the lecture again.

I only heard Xingmu knock on the table with a "snap".

"Next, I want to tell you a piece of "Guan Yunchang Scrapes Bone to Heal Poison"."

Everyone was puzzled and very surprised.

"Didn't you just talk about "Journey to the West" Monkey King making trouble in the Heavenly Palace?"

"How can I change it?!"

The old man smiled without saying a word, knocked the Xingmu again, and started talking immediately.

"It is rumored that this [Guan Yunchang] is nine feet tall, with a two-foot beard, a man with a face like a jujube, red phoenix eyes, and silkworm eyebrows."

"Not only holding [Qinglong Yanyue Knife], but also riding a fast horse named [Chituma]."

"At that time [Guan Yunchang] first flooded the Seventh Army, captured [Yu Jin], and beheaded [Pang De], which can be said to have a great reputation!"

"Unfortunately, what we are talking about today is that when [Guan Yunchang] was attacking [Fancheng] here, he was unfortunately injured by [Cao Ren's] crossbowmen, and the arrows were poisonous..."

As the old man spoke, he stopped talking and shook his head.

Immediately, two eight or nine-year-old boys and girls came out of the backstage, holding a black porcelain bowl, and walked around the stage.

The old man raised his head and drank water to moisten his throat, and glanced at the people in the audience from time to time.

"Everyone is troublesome to give money, so that we can make a living..."

Wang Xuan leaned on his arm and took out ten copper coins out of boredom.

The [distinguished guest] sitting in the [center] could not be too much, the old man nodded silently, and the boys and girls left Wang Xuan one after another.

When the [two people] walked up to Han Shi, they seemed to be frightened.

The old man's eyes were dazzled, and he couldn't see [the eunuch] sticking around in the crowd from a long distance.

[Han Shi] smiled openly, patted the heads of the two children, and asked [the old slave] to hand over the [yiguan money].

The boy staggered away with the money, and the little girl followed behind, biting the corner of his clothes and holding her close. The old man couldn't close his mouth and narrowed his eyes.

Looking at it from a distance, he bowed deeply, only the sea blue robe was in his eyes, and he didn't know that it was [Empress Empress].

"I finally met [the rich man] today..."

He pushed the children back to the backstage quickly, raised the alarm clock by himself, and continued talking.

"Hua Tuo!"

"That's a miracle doctor..."

"It is said that the dead can be cured by him, but if the living are cured by him, they will soar into the sky [remarkable]..."

"This time, Hua Tuo is also troublesome. Do you think it is difficult to cure?"

"He took off Guan Yunchang's sleeve and took a closer look. What's the matter? Good guy! A pool of black blood flew into the sky..."

"Then there is no way, I can only chop off my arm..."

"Mr. Guan blushed immediately when he heard this."

"That won't work. If you cut it off, why would I come to you?"

The guests present couldn't help laughing out loud at the old man's humorous tone.

The high-ranking officials are unknown, bowing their heads.

Ignorantly looked at the [Empress Empress] who was sitting on the [Central Turn] and clapped her hands gently.

Until [Guan Yunchang scrapes the bone to cure poison] the song is over.

When the old man walked up to the front with the backstage [two dolls], he stared wide-eyed.

"Empress Empress..."

He seems to have seen [an immortal], kneeling on the ground, his bent body looks thin.

As he took out [a consistent money] from his cuff and slowly handed it over, he wanted to beat the [no eyesight] male doll viciously.

"You also accept [money] from the empress!"

"Unseemly [thing]!!"

The old man was about to hit while talking, but the old servant put his hand and eyes on his arm and yelled loudly.

"The empress hasn't spoken yet, do you still have [Wang Fa] in your eyes when you do things like this?!"

When the old man heard this, the hand that had just been stretched out in mid-air was already shaking slightly.

"My empress, please forgive me..."

"The old man has eyes but no pearls, eyes but no pearls."

"I also ask the empress to punish..."

Han nodded her head, remained silent for a long time, and then said to Wang Xuan.

"Sister, was there any mistake in the story he told?"

Wang Xuan thought for a while, shook his head and dragged the old man who was kneeling on the ground up.

"Of course not. Although the plot is a bit [sensational], but the [modification] of [Pingshu] is [reasonable]..."

"The old man's [skill], how much does my sister think should be rewarded just right?"

Wang Xuan turned around and whispered softly, "Total [yiguanqian]..."

"Oh, why?"

Han raised her head to look at him, only to see Wang Xuan stepping on the wooden bench and looking around.

Ministers from all walks of life were counted down one after another.

They [stand up] but [do not move an inch], if they are rashly given the reputation of [absence of work for pleasure], they will probably end up [death].

Wang Xuan curled his lips, knowing it well.

Jumping down, the [Little Abacus] in his heart gave out a [ding ding dong dong] knocking feeling, which made him proud.

"[Yiguanqian] naturally has the saying [Yiguanqian]..."

(End of this chapter)