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Chapter 40 It seems that the wind is blowing
Di Fenglin also looked at Nan Sheng, his eyes filled with the helplessness of 'I don't want to take care of the child'.

It looks inexplicably funny.

Nan Sheng smiled inwardly and said, "I do have a way to keep this kid from crying."

Hearing this, the child's family members knelt at Nan Sheng's feet and kowtowed to Nan Sheng.

"Please, empress, save our little treasure."

"Please, ma'am."

The voice sounded a little hoarse and a little choked.

Nan Sheng said, "I'm just here to save you. Get up quickly."

"Thank you, Madam, you are such a kind person!"

"I will definitely give birth to a big fat boy for the emperor in the coming year."

"..." This, this, and this, is there anyone who can thank someone like this?Nan Sheng was so embarrassed that she was about to kick her feet.

Di Fenglin also looked at her, with ridicule of the word 'big fat boy' hidden in his eyes.

"Ahem, cough, cough." Nan Sheng said, "Let's be serious, why the child is crying like this is because of the clothes he is wearing."

"clothing?"

"Yes." Nan Sheng looked at the child's family and asked, "Excuse me, after washing your children's clothes every day, do you hang the clothes outside to dry and then not put them back into the house all night?"

"Your Majesty is right. Is there any problem with this?" The old woman looked puzzled.

"The problem is big." Nan Sheng glanced at the poor child, "A rough calculation shows that the child should be born around August. It is approaching the Ghost Festival. Before and after the Ghost Festival, the yin is the strongest at night, and the child's clothes will stay up all night. If you hang it outside and don’t put it inside the house, other things may live on the clothes.”

What is it?
Everyone knew instantly that it was a dirty thing that could confuse children.

Everyone instantly felt a chill down their spines and numb scalps.

Nan Sheng continued: "How long after the child was born, and how long have you been hanging the clothes to dry like this, can the child not be disturbed by dirty things and become evil?"

"If you want to solve the problem, first, throw away all the clothes the child is wearing and replace them with new ones. You can't continue to dry the children's clothes at night, they can only dry them during the day."

"Secondly, you can give the child a piece of clothing worn by the emperor, and keep the child wrapped in it for a while. In this way, all the evil spirits accumulated in the child will be eliminated."

This first thing is no problem, the children’s elders can do it.

But how could the second piece, the emperor's heart-warming garment, be given to them?
This this……

The old woman and the child's parents looked at Nan Sheng in embarrassment: "Empress, this Xinyi, we, we..."

They are just ordinary people. How dare they ask the emperor for his love?This is simply nonsense.

Nan Sheng noticed their dilemma, waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, it's up to me."

"emperor?"

Nan Sheng looked at Di Fenglin with a smile.

Di Fenglin said dotingly: "Okay, listen to Concubine Sheng and give it to them. Fu Fu, go get a piece of heart clothing that I have worn."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Ford took a pure white heart coat and gave it to the family.

When the family wrapped the child in the emperor's heart-worn clothes, the child indeed stopped crying and no longer needed Di Fengling to hold him personally.

The old woman and her family thanked Di Fenglin and Nan Sheng profusely, and wanted to repay their kindness by playing pawn for them.

But Di Fenglin and Nan Sheng didn't need it and let them go home.

This child is very easy to take care of as long as he doesn't cry and make trouble all day long.

The family is finally no longer tortured, and the burden that has been hanging on their hearts for so long can finally be put down.As soon as she got home, the old woman muttered: "The current emperor is really a wise king!"

The father happily hugged the child who had stopped crying, making the child laugh while reminding him seriously.

"Mother, don't just praise the emperor. The emperor is a wise king who loves and protects the people and helps the people. The mother beside him is also capable, powerful and kind."

"My son has been crying for several months, but no one can cure him. Today, I just took a few glances and immediately knew what the problem was."

The child's mother also agreed and said: "My husband is right. That lady is really capable. I see that the emperor also loves and respects her."

She couldn't help but sigh, "Sure enough, this woman still needs to be capable in order to live a beautiful life."

"Now that Bao'er is well and won't cry anymore, when Bao'er stops breastfeeding, I will go to the town to make money as an embroiderer."

...

How could Nan Sheng and Di Feng Lin know this?

After the family left, they began to discuss the Feng Shui formation with Taoist Weishan.

In recent times, the harem and the imperial mausoleum have been surrounded by deadly formations. This is no coincidence.

Nan Sheng's opinion is: "Your Majesty, according to my concubine, the Eighteen Deaths of Hell and the King of Hell's Announcement in the palace are all set up by the same group of people as the Eighteen Deaths of Hell and the Ghost King's Feng Shui Formation in the imperial mausoleum. .”

"The reason for setting up the Feng Shui array in the imperial mausoleum is very simple. I don't want the emperor to repair the imperial mausoleum and leave a name in history."

"As for the harem, I don't know."

Taoist Weishan has never seen the Feng Shui formation in the harem, but he and Nan Sheng have the same opinion as to the Feng Shui formation in the imperial mausoleum.

"Your Majesty, someone is stopping you from building the imperial mausoleum."

Di Fenglin was looking at Nan Sheng with meaningful eyes at this moment, as if he was wondering why Nan Sheng called him emperor again just now, and also called himself his concubine. He didn't like it.

Nan Sheng looked at Taoist Weishan beside him, intending to tell Di Fenglin that when outsiders were around, he couldn't lose his rules.

Di Fenglin understood Nan Sheng's gesture and didn't care. Instead, he expressed his position: "I must repair this imperial mausoleum. I don't want to leave a name for the history of the Qing Dynasty, but just for the ancestors to have a place where their souls can return."

"Fu Fu, give the Minister of Industry a message and ask him to come up with a feasible plan regarding the renovation of the imperial mausoleum."

"Now that the harmful formation has been solved, construction will begin next spring."

Turning to look at Nan Sheng: "Concubine Sheng, the feng shui direction of this imperial mausoleum is up to you."

Nan Sheng nodded, "This is not a big deal, I agree."

After a pause, "It's just that your Majesty, can you remember? I went with you to catch the person who set up the Feng Shui formation in the Imperial Garden."

"remember."

"Now it seems that that man is just a small fish. The real big fish is hidden in the depths."

Di Fenglin sighed: "Why don't I understand? I even suspect that something is wrong with the people around me."

Nan Sheng said: "It seems that the wind has picked up."

"Don't worry, Concubine Sheng, no matter how strong the wind is, I will protect you." Di Fenglin said lightly.

"By the way, there is one more thing." Di Fenglin held Nan Sheng's hand tightly, prayed with three parts, and said with hope: "Concubine Sheng, my eldest brother, was stupid because of a fever when he was young, you Look, can you show me?"

Although they were not biological brothers from the same mother, Di Fenglin always remembered the eldest prince's life-saving grace to him when he was a child, and also remembered the late emperor's instructions to take good care of his brothers.

But over the years, the eldest prince has seen many doctors, but to no avail.

Seeing that Nan Sheng could both exorcise evil spirits and heal people, Di Fenglin suddenly wanted Nan Sheng to try it.

(End of this chapter)