After Princess Xuanxue came down from the mountain, the whole capital was in chaos.

Chapter 29 Not qualified to raise children
  Yuan Qi also followed him into the house. Du Haitang was only about twenty years old, with a delicate oval face and fair skin. She was wearing a wide apricot chest-length skirt that covered her not too big belly.

From the looks of it, the mother and the child were safe. Yuan Qi felt that there was nothing interesting to see. The child was full term, so what else could he do except let him be born? Is it possible that Xiangli Mingzhu and Jiang Zhengqing can still be killed?
  Not long after, Jiang Zhengqing came with Po Wen and the doctor. The doctor and Po Wen entered the house together, checking the pulse and preparing to deliver the baby.

Jiang Zhengqing had no expression and could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

On the contrary, Xiangli Mingzhu came to Jiang Zhengqing to apologize: "Master Hou, it was my negligence."

Jiang Zhengqing raised his hand and didn't care much: "That's all, it's not your fault, it's my destiny to have a child. Today I met the Imperial Preceptor, who congratulated me on the birth of Lin'er. At that time, I was very puzzled. It turned out to be That’s what happened.”

Giving birth to a child does not happen in a short time. Jiang Zhengqing knew from the imperial master that the mother and child would be safe today, so he ordered Xiangli Mingzhu to take good care of the mother and son here, and then turned and left.

Yuan Qi then followed and left.

At dawn, Du Haitang gave birth to a boy weighing six pounds and six taels safely.

She looked at her infant son crying loudly and felt very satisfied. It's not in vain that she used a talisman for six months to cover her pregnancy, and was careful even when eating, walking, and even going to the toilet. With this son by her side, she could enjoy her old age in peace.

The morning light filtered through the window, and the swaddled baby boy banged his little mouth a few times before falling asleep.

Du Haitang looked at it happily, with a happy smile on his lips. Having this son made everything worth it.

Xiangli Mingzhu came in with Nanny Zhao and stared at Du Haitang's son coldly: "Du Meiren, do you know your identity?"

When Du Haitang saw the cold face of Xiangli Mingzhu, her heart dropped into the ice cellar. She naturally knew who she was. She was given to Jiang Zhengqing by the magistrate of Laiyang County. She was originally an unknown person in Laiyang County. The prostitute in the little brothel had served many men before she was given to Jiang Zhengqing.

She knelt on the bed tremblingly, and quickly picked up the baby boy on the bed and protected her in her arms: "Madam, I beg you, madam, don't take my son away. I will teach my son well and will not embarrass the Jiang family... …”

Xiangli Mingzhu snorted: "You grew up in that kind of place, you don't know a single word, and you have learned how to serve men since you were a child. What kind of good children can a person like you teach? There are rules in Jiang Mansion, and in Chunguang Courtyard No woman is qualified to give birth to a child for Mr. Marquis. Even if you give birth to a child, you know that you are not qualified to raise a child."

As for why she drank Bizi Tang and had a child, and how she hid it for several months, Mingzhu, the prime minister, had already found out clearly this night.

Du Haitang was extremely beautiful. There was a young boy from Jiang Mansion who also came to Yang County. The two met by chance. Du Haitang gave all his money and jewelry to the young boy and asked him to ask for help from Wuji Palace. The talisman came to hide her pregnant belly.

Xiangli Mingzhu personally interrogated the young boy. The young boy couldn't bear the punishment, so he committed suicide.

Then the boy was beaten and sold out.

Aunt Zhao stepped forward and roughly snatched the baby boy from Du Haitang's arms.

Du Haitang collapsed and burst into tears. She had planned for so long and finally had a son, but was snatched away. She was unwilling to give in. She kowtowed to the bright pearl like a chicken pecking at rice.

But Xiangli Mingzhu left without looking back.

She staggered to the door and saw the corpses scattered in the yard, and her heart suddenly dropped.

The servants who had served her were all strangled to death by Bai Ling.

When Yuan Qi went out, he saw a few young men carrying corpses out of the Chunguang Courtyard. A rough count showed that there were about six people carried out, and they were probably all waiting in Haitang Xiaozhu. Yuan Qi saw it all last night and had no intention of interfering.

When passing by the front yard, Yuan Qi saw Jiang Bailu and Jiang Trulu learning the rules from the palace aunts in the flower hall again. She made a grimace and skipped away from Jiang Mansion.

After Xiangli Mingzhu had arranged for the newborn concubine and thought of Yuan Qi, Yuan Qi had already changed into his Taoist robe and was wandering on the street.

Under the big locust tree on Tianshui Street, Yuan Qi set up a fortune-telling stall again.

"Hello, Uncle Zhang." Yuan Qi greeted the noodle stall owner Zhang Liu as soon as he sat down.

Zhang Liu smiled naively and didn't ask Yuan Qi why he didn't come yesterday. This is people's privacy. Maybe there is something going on at home, or there is a big job. Although the little girl is young, she is very capable. These days He could see it in a matter of days.

So I asked: "Are you here so early today? Have you had breakfast? Do you want a bowl of noodles?"

Yuan Qi politely refused. Zhang Liu's only daughter, a mute girl, walked over softly, stuffed a few pieces of lactose into Yuan Qi's hand, and smiled at her.

Yuan Qi stuffed one into his mouth unceremoniously, it was full of milky flavor.

Then, the mute girl brought a table from somewhere and placed it in front of Yuan Qi. He gestured with his hands and said that a young master sent it yesterday.

Yuan Qi saw clearly and knew that Xiangli Youming sent it. Seeing that she was not here, he asked Zhang Liudai from the noodle stall to hand it over. Then the mute girl brought two more stools and Yuan Qi sat on one of them for fortune telling. One for the patron.

Yuan Qi took out two peace charms from his cloth bag and stuffed them into the hands of the mute girl: "Thank you for keeping them for me. This is for Uncle Zhang and you, one for each of you to keep safe."

Not long after, a customer came. He was a depressed man, about 20 years old, with disheveled hair, a disheveled look on his face, a stinky smell on his body, and he hadn't taken a shower in an unknown amount of time.

Looking at what he was wearing, he was wearing a short jacket made of coarse cloth, which showed that he was from a poor family.

"Does ten coppers count?" The visitor placed the only ten coppers he had in front of Yuan Qi.

"Forget it." Yuan Qi accepted the ten copper coins, "What do you want to count, sir?"

The visitor pointed to a gambling house not far away: "I'm wondering if I can win back the money I lost yesterday."

Yuan Qi glanced at his face, the palace of wealth and silk was dim, and took his hands and took a look: "If you can't win, you will never get rich in this life."

"Bad luck!" The visitor stood up and was about to leave, muttering, "The fortune tellers said that I can't win back, so I shouldn't be able to win back. Hey, two taels of silver!"

Seeing his distressed look, Yuan Qi stopped him: "Don't leave. Although you are not destined to get rich, you have a good son. If you work hard to make money so that he can study and read, he can shine on the family tree."

The man's eyes lit up, and he turned back and sat down again: "How do you know that my wife has a baby in her belly? How do you know that my wife is going to give birth?"

(End of this chapter)