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

Chapter 26 [Yanjing Beer] Let's have a dozen

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"For example, if a first-class minister wants to pay: [one hundred copper coins], then a second-class minister will pay: [seventy copper coins], and a third-class minister and below will pay: [fifty copper coins] for calculation..."

"After all this, the total is [770 copper coins], which is exactly [consistent]."

"Wouldn't it be good to treat it purely as the [rank number] bought by [the ministers present] for [writing the memorial] in advance, and secondly to regard it as the [political opinion] of the queen empress [compassionate about people's sentiments]?"

Mrs. Han couldn't stop laughing, and while waving a handkerchief, she called the [distant] ministers to her eyes.

Most of them knelt down and kowtowed, talking nonsense.

"Empress Empress..."

Han's arms drooped, his expression fluctuated.

"Since you dare to come to [enjoy], then do it according to [His Royal Highness]'s [statement]..."

"Today's [copper money], I will treat it as your empress, and I will give it to [other people] for you first, and return the [copper coins] that should be handed over to me one by one [give your name]..."

"what do y'all think?"

Han picked up a cup of tea and drank it by himself, his eye sockets dull but extremely sharp.

All the ministers quickly bowed their heads and kowtowed, but they did not dare to lift their heads.

"Yes…"

"Thank you Empress Empress..."

She dismissed it, and put [the consistent money] into the male doll's hand.

The girl knelt beside her, guarding the money in the [gold bag] with watery eyes, very pitiful.

"Take it, don't let your sister starve..."

The boy nodded and handed the money to the old man.

The old man was holding it in his hand, and his mouth was suddenly not as [light] as when he was "on stage to perform".

"Thank you, the empress is so merciful."

The old servant dragged the old man up and continued to recommend.

"This is His Royal Highness from [Pingyong Country] in the distance..."

"The "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" you just talked about was written by His Royal Highness..."

When the old man heard this, his expression was resolute.

"Boom!" Another knock.

"Little people don't know Mount Tai with their eyes. Today [make a claim] tamper with the [magic pen] of His Majesty the Sovereign, the little people deserve to die..."

Wang Xuan dragged the old man up, "Old man, there is no need to..."

"You [Pingshu Shuoxi] are very interesting, and I like the characterization very much..."

"If culture wants to flourish, how can it not be [inventive]?"

"Old man, it should be my pleasure to meet [ingenuity] today, why did you say [tampering]..."

"Your Majesty, you can really be described as the monarch of [the chest has valleys]..."

"Xiaomin, once again thank His Majesty the Monarch for his great kindness..."

After all, the old man wanted to bow down again but was stopped by Wang Xuan.

"It doesn't have to be!"

"You are very old, and your body is unwell..."

"It's the best thing to bring [disciples and grandchildren] to settle down and make a living..."

Wang Xuan shook his head, and dragged the male and female dolls together.

"Mrs. Han, how about we go back to the palace?"

Han grinned slightly and raised her eyebrows, and slowly put down the teacup.

"Of course it is, the time has passed [half a minute], it's just right to go back to the palace to rest..."

Wang Xuan nodded and pulled [Han Shi] who had just got up and walked into the [carriage].

Seeing this, the minister quickly ran out the door and knelt on both sides of the carriage to wait, without saying a word.

"drive…"

Hearing the whip from the groom, the horse roared, and the axle wheel turned forward.

"Your Majesty, I respectfully send the empress and His Royal Highness back to the palace..."

Wang Xuanping leaned against the side of the carriage, listening to the [worship] outside, panting deeply.

"What? Are you tired after listening to a play?"

Han looked at him and made a chuckle, while Wang Xuan showed a feeling of [frustrated].

"Not tired, just a little surprised..."

"Accident? What's the accident?" Han said while lifting the handkerchief to his mouth, his eyes drooping.

Wang Xuan smiled, then shook his head again in shame.

"Accidentally why [sister] can always scare every sentence so that people break out in a cold sweat..."

Han smirked, "Pfft, where are my words?"

"Their [eunuchs] who are [rich] all day long are asking for trouble..."

"Of course I know that I love [storytelling and watching operas], so I wouldn't go to [countryside], but today they bumped into my eyes and I caught them..."

"On the surface, he looks submissive and obedient."

"Secretly, they are all lazy, covetous and fearful fellows."

"The [Emperor Ningzong] of the [Southern Song Dynasty] was a [different] [person], you don't know, if no one cares about them, then [Southern Song Dynasty] wouldn't be [a big mess]..."

Wang Xuan nodded silently, "Indeed..."

He was thoughtful, and a thought burst into his mind.

But immediately afterwards, the Han family interrupted and pulled Wang Xuan, with a distressed face.

"I don't know [Ping Yongguo] my sister, did you have any [exclusive secret recipe] to avoid [giving birth to a son]?"

"Sister, don't you want to have [a son]?"

"Do it the other way around, or it will become..."

She grinned and handed the teacup to Wang Xuan.

Sometimes shy and hard to say, "Okay, as a younger sister, I will teach my sister a little [nasty jokes]."

"Oh…"

Han Shizai listened carefully, and within a short while, his [menstrual cycle] was all upside down.

I saw Wang Xuan counting with his hands, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"It became..."

"It became..."

The words in his mouth made Han couldn't help leaning against Wang Xuan's eyes.

"How did it happen?"

She grabbed his hand urgently, and it hurt Wang Xuan even a little bit.

"[Ovulation period], sister, have you heard of it..."

He withdrew his hand, and Han shook his head after listening, expressing that he did not understand.

"The [Y sperm] is more active and more suitable for survival in an [alkaline] environment, you know?"

"What is... [Y sperm]?"

"I, still don't quite understand..."

"But [commutation] I can understand, and I can [pardon] others, okay?"

Wang Xuan smiled awkwardly but politely, and the next second Han suddenly realized.

"Oh, I get it…"

"[Reduction of sentence] is actually what we originally said [harmony between man and nature], right? As long as a person does [good deeds] sincerely enough, he can be seen by God, right?"

Wang Xuan touched his chin in understanding and nodded.

"Maybe, we can change another angle and let me tell it again..."

"Okay, then you repeat..."

Han stared at Wang Xuan intently, his face gradually calmed down.

He choked up, and seemed a little embarrassed to speak.

"I predict that my sister will [ovulate] in these two days, so [at this moment], if my sister wants [a boy], the best time to [sex] is these two days..."

"What?!" Han's face was red, and she was a little flustered.

"Sister, is it really these two days?"

Wang Xuan nodded, "According to our [Ping Yongguo's] [exclusive secret recipe], my sister is most likely to give birth to [a boy] in the past two days [with intercourse] [pregnancy]..."

"What? Sister feels wrong?"

"That's not..."

Han Shi leaned her body back to her side a little bit, thought for a while, and stretched out her hand to hold Wang Xuan tightly, a little embarrassed.

"Your Majesty, I seem to be a bit repulsed [to do that kind of thing] recently..."

Wang Xuan suddenly understood, he took out the bottle of [boy urine] with only half a small cup left and handed it to Han Shi.

"Sister, you don't have to worry about such things..."

Han lifted the [orange potion] in the palm of her hand, and she knew very well [what it was].

But [hesitating for a moment], his expression is still [hesitating].

Wang Xuan went on to say that the various reasons for being slow did not allow her to [think] again and again.

"Since you are the [empress], you must take on the important mission of [successing the family line] for the [Southern Song Dynasty] in this life."

"If you give birth to [Long Zi], even if you enter the [Royal Ancestral Hall] to meet your ancestors, you will have an explanation."

"You just pour [it] into the tea and feed it to [the emperor]. It's such an [easy] thing, and your worries will [break through]."

"At that time, once [Prince] is born, you will be the biggest [hero], not to mention that [Emperor] is born [different]..."

"If you can keep [Jiangshan Sheji] and [Inheritance Incense] with this [trick], the [Royal Ancestor] in the sky will know that, not only will they not blame you, but they will even praise you full of praise, right?"

As Wang Xuan said, the Han family couldn't help being persuaded slowly.

She clenched her palms and hugged Wang Xuan deeply.

"Good sister, my good sister, you are so kind to me..."

Wang Xuan was taken aback.

In the process of being surrounded closely with the [Empress], he himself really did not expect such a day to come.

[History Teacher] was successfully transferred to [Biology Teacher].

The axles and wheels of the carriage gradually stopped, and along with the bumpy iceberg [rising up] again.

"Women are made of water..." He straightened his waist, enjoying the sun bathing head-on.

"Madame Han is no exception..."

Outside the palace in the [Southern Song Dynasty], a group of maids and servants followed in Han's footsteps.

She may be a [queen] who is [pampered] outside the carriage, but inside the carriage she is still a [women] who are [sorrowful and sentimental].

Looking at the [Empress] who had disappeared without a trace, his eyes still fell on the reddish-brown horse.

"His Royal Highness..."

Wang Shiyu stood behind her with her head bowed in shame.

"I didn't expect Mrs. Han to accompany her..."

"It's okay, today's trip is not bad..."

Wang Xuan patted Wang Shiyu's shoulder and subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

"Let's go..."

As he spoke, he strode straight towards the [Royal Banquet].

[Sunset West Mountain]
Wang Xuan lay lazily on the bed, the setting sun was washed by red, quietly leaving a light on his forehead.

Wang Shiyu is adjusting [Biluochun], she is a little delighted by the faint tea smell.

"Longjing is too bad to drink, I really like the taste of [Biluochun]..."

She pursed her lips lightly, uttering a few words of praise from time to time, and looked at Wang Xuan again after a while.

The guy doesn't seem to have any [style].

He let his right leg rest on his left leg, shaking his little [foot] non-stop.

"I don't know if [Suo Litao] will be [the murderer]..."

"If not, then wouldn't we be here in vain?"

Wang Shiyu asked, and the words that blurted out made Wang Xuan's feet slightly touched.

He turned his head and pulled his arms from the back of his neck to rub his eyes.

"Actually, it's not a waste of time. Wouldn't it be nice if [Mrs. Han] and I became [sisters with different surnames] today?"

"Oh..." Wang Xuan grinned and got only a perfunctory sentence of disdain.

"you are not happy?"

He looked at her, stretched his legs on the bed, and he was chilled by the window blown into the light beam after taking off his [sock legs].

"Happy…"

"But, it's [overwhelmed] joy..."

Wang Shiyu murmured and glanced at Wang Xuan, his eyes were filled with a bottomless sea, as if the [Sisters' Love] that should belong to him was as transparent as thin paper.

Wang Xuan went down to the ground and rubbed his cloth shoes on the ground.

"Well..."

"Well..."

She looked back and fumbled for the teacup, and the rays of the setting sun shone in and hit her face.

Then he was raised by a hand, and with the help of the brilliant halo, his eyes were aligned with his eyes.

"What are you doing?" She stared blankly at [the woman] who was holding her chin with her forehand.

Wang Xuan smiled awkwardly, rubbing her face with the other hand.

"pity…"

"What?" She asked back, her expression a little cold.

"It's a pity that such a perfect face was given to you, but you don't know how to cherish it..."

"Oh..." She rolled her eyes, "Then give this skin to others, I only want my own..."

"yours?"

Wang Xuan smiled contemptuously, put his hands behind his back and stared at Wang Shiyu.

"Are you referring to the flesh [me] or..."

"Women..." Wang Shiyu said decisively, "I just want to turn back into a woman."

When she said that, she looked at [the body] with hatred in her eyes, and then raised her head to look at Wang Xuan.

A moment of silence made his smile gradually disappear.

"Everything will be fine…"

"It's yours, I'll give it back to you..."

Wang Xuan was talking to himself, like a child who was reprimanded for breaking glass.

The clothes blown away by the wind were naturally curled up, his face should have been [27 years old] [girly Fenghua], but looking at Wang Shiyu with trembling lips and tears, his heart felt like a knife.

"You're a man..."

With his only 1.6-meter-high body, he put his arms around [the man] who was sitting on a wooden bench and staring at the sunset.

"Wang Shiyu, you are a man..."

Those words were stuck in my throat, and the little pin still pierced my flesh [pain].

Wang Shiyu stood up and wiped away the tears [corners of the face] roughly like a man.

"His Royal Highness, let's go to [Senior Zhu Xi]..."

"Now?"

Wang Xuan was surprised and turned to look out the window.

Most of the crows are flying towards the sunset, and the birds are looking for their [nest].

"How far is Zhu Xi's [home] from [Lin'an Mansion]?"

"It will be a moment..."

Wang Xuan clenched the palms of his hands and smoothed out the leg socks again.

[Mrs. Han] It is rare to visit again late at night.

I'm afraid that at this time today, [Zhao Kuo], the [Emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty], has already drunk the tea that [the boy urinated] [he has a great temper].

Rather than sitting still, it is better to [act], [Zhu Xi's old man]'s [downcast] just gave Wang Xuan a [gift from heaven].

"Why don't we take advantage of [Zhu Xi's] old man not to be reused, and let's win him over to work for [Ping Yongguo]?"

Wang Shiyu couldn't help laughing, "Then you don't want to succeed this time..."

"Although [Zhu Xi]'s seniors cannot be reused by the court, he must be the one [with the country in mind]."

"Since the Southern Song Dynasty was his homeland, you let him [leave his hometown] and become a [traitor] with you?"

Wang Xuan felt the same when he thought about it, and couldn't help feeling ashamed.

"However, can the old man like something?"

"liquor…"

As Wang Shiyu spoke, Wang Xuan raised his eyebrows and took out a bottle of [Yanjing Beer] from his bra!
"It seems that [friendship] is at least a sure thing..."

(End of this chapter)