Ming Dynasty: At the beginning, the house was ransacked and the ancestral temple was burned down.

Chapter 72 Happy to be a father!
  "Chonghui, what are you so excited about? At such a young age, are you thinking about eating soft food?" Second uncle Zhang Sixiu asked directly.

Before Zhang Chonghui had time to answer, his sixth uncle Zhang Jingxiu raised a question: "What's wrong with eating soft rice? I just like eating soft rice. It's too hard and doesn't taste good."

Fourth uncle Zhang Jianxiu said: "Soft rice is not something to eat, it is... well, you don't understand anyway."

Third uncle Zhang Maoxiu also sighed with emotion: "How can soft rice be so delicious? It depends on the person's face."

Uncle Liu Zhang Jingxiu was even more puzzled: "Why do you have to look at people's faces when eating soft rice? What's wrong with my stomach? I can't eat soft rice?"

Fourth uncle Zhang Jianxiu said: "Sixth brother, shut up! Don't make trouble!"

For a time, several uncles were involved in the controversy of "eating soft rice".

Only the fifth uncle Zhang Yunxiu asked Zhang Chonghui, "Chonghui, that's not what you meant, right?"

"Yeah." Zhang Chonghui nodded.

"Then why are you so excited?" Zhang Maoxiu didn't understand, and asked jokingly: "You don't want to get a wife, do you?"

Zhang Chonghui was speechless. He asked Zhang Maoxiu: "Third uncle, have you read too many books and your mind is blocked by those sages and sages? Do you really think that your grandfather has arranged a marriage for us so early? , is it to carry on the family line, right?”

"You kid! You are getting more and more rude!" Zhang Maoxiu was angry and confused. He thought, besides continuing the family line, what else could the engagement do?
  Zhang Maoxiu didn't ask, because he felt it would be embarrassing to ask his nephew a child.

At this time, Zhang Jianxiu asked aloud: "Chonghui, don't you mean... to blackmail them with a marriage contract?"

Zhang Chonghui smiled and shook his head: "How can we call it blackmail? They don't want to marry their daughter, and we don't want to marry them either. In that case, let them pay the money. In this case, the two parties can be reconciled and get back together. It’s gone, isn’t it?”

"Uh..." Uncle Sixth Uncle Zhang Jingxiu was speechless: "Isn't this still a threat?"

"This is not a blackmail." Zhang Chonghui thought for a moment and said a more appropriate word: "This is - blackmail!"

Five brothers: "..."

Third uncle Zhang Maoxiu was the first to retort: ​​"No! I don't agree! Our Zhang family has been upright and upright all our lives, how can we blackmail and blackmail Xiaoxiao? This is not in line with the doctrine of a saint, it is an act of a villain!"

"Be honest and upright? What a villain? Ha!" Zhang Chonghui smiled and said in reply:

"Third uncle, please wake up. We are now guilty, and everyone outside is scolding us. Are you still acting like a villain?

Our current reputation is worse than that of villains. At this time, why should we practice the teachings of saints, and how can we be treated as bullshit gentlemen? "

"Chonghui, why are you talking to your third uncle! Have you forgotten what your father taught you when he was still alive! Why are you talking so dirty!" Zhang Sixiu scolded him in advance, hinting to Zhang Chonghui not to keep blocking Zhang Maoxiu's words, and so did his colleagues. He was hinting to Zhang Maoxiu that his eldest nephew's father was gone, so don't get angry with the child.

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Maoxiu was stunned and could only swallow his displeasure. When he thought of his eldest brother who died tragically, he suddenly felt that his eldest nephew was not so bad after all. After all, he was only six years old.

wrong!

He is only six years old!

Zhang Maoxiu reacted and said: "Chonghui, we are adults discussing family matters. Why are you, a six-year-old kid, coming in to interfere? Hurry up and play with your sixth uncle!"

Zhang Chonghui thought for a while and didn't say any more objections. He just glanced at his fifth uncle Zhang Yunxiu.

After the two made eye contact, Zhang Chonghui left like this 'obediently'.

The sixth uncle Zhang Jingxiu followed behind like a follower. In fact, he didn't want to get involved in this matter, but when he saw his eldest nephew here, he also wanted to come over and get involved.

"This is like a good boy." Zhang Maoxiu nodded with satisfaction.

Zhang Chonghui left, and now it was Zhang Yunxiu's turn. He expressed his opinion directly: "I think what Chonghui just said is reasonable. Anyway, I don't want this marriage. I want them to pay compensation!"

……

"Eldest nephew, actually I know." Zhang Jingxiu, who was following Zhang Chonghui, suddenly said this.

Zhang Chonghui was stunned for a moment, then he narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you know?"

Zhang Jingxiu looked like a young adult, patted Zhang Chonghui on the back, and said comfortingly: "I know you don't want to marry her because you dislike the bride being three years older than you."

Zhang Chonghui was speechless... Zhang Jingxiu said again: "Actually, it's okay to be old. You can take care of others when you are old. Look at the third uncle. The third sister-in-law is five years older than him. She takes care of the third uncle like a son. How happy he is. ah."

Zhang Chonghui's eyes were complicated, but in the end he chose to remain silent.

However, Zhang Jingxiu kept clinging to him like brown candy and asked, "Nephew, how are we going to live next?"

Zhang Chonghui replied: "Wait until someone comes to cancel the engagement."

Zhang Jingxiu: "Do you really want to break off the engagement? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get a wife after you break off?"

Zhang Chonghui: "Not afraid."

Zhang Jingxiu: "Oh, I won't quit, I'm afraid. Speaking of which, I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and I want to eat meat."

Zhang Chonghui: "I think so too."

Zhang Jingxiu: "Oh, when will this day end..."

Zhang Chonghui: "It's almost time. Let's grow up first and hold on tight."

……

Time flies, and it’s December 29th, the twelfth year of Wanli.

There is only one day left to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

At the end of this year, the Zhang family finally ushered in the "break-off team".

Yes, it was a team. Except for the family who was engaged to Zhang Chonghui, other families who were engaged to the Zhang family all formed a team and came together.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. When a family comes, the engagement is broken off; when a group of people comes, it is 'forced to break off the engagement'!

At the same time, thousands of miles away in the capital Shuntian Mansion, in the Forbidden City.

Harem.

"what……"

"Empress! Work harder!"

"The baby is coming out soon! Hurry up!"

At this moment, Zheng Mengjing really wanted to die, and before he died, he wanted to tear these stable women's mouths to shreds for their endless chatter!
  She also wanted to work hard, but the problem was that she really didn't have the strength to do it!
  At the same time, outside the delivery room, Zhu Yijun was pacing back and forth anxiously.

"Why hasn't the baby been born yet? It's been almost a whole day!"

Zhu Yijun was dying of anxiety. He had been waiting for a whole day, from dawn to dusk, listening with his own ears to the cries of his beloved woman becoming weaker and weaker.

Just when Zhu Yijun was so irritated and worried that he wanted to rush into the delivery room to take a look, a stable woman ran out with her hands covered in blood.

"Your Majesty! I'm pregnant! It's Longzi!"

As soon as these words came out, all the slaves present knelt down and celebrated: "Congratulations to the Emperor on the birth of Longzi!"

Upon hearing this great news, Zhu Yijun was overjoyed! I hurriedly asked someone to bring my son in for a look!
  Soon, someone brought the child.

As if he was a father for the first time, Zhu Yijun took the child very carefully. Looking at the wrinkled son in his arms, he smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows. He coaxed in a doting and gentle tone: "Chang Xu, I Xu'er, daddy's baby."

Zhu Changxu, this is the name Zhu Yijun personally gave his son, and it is also the first son born to Zhu Yijun and his beloved woman Zheng Fei.

Perhaps he was too happy, perhaps because he had no experience in being a father. Zhu Yijun was so happy that he hugged his wrinkled son and kissed him several times, but he did not notice at all that the child was not crying quietly.

The palace people on the side were already sweating profusely in this snowy winter, but Zhu Yijun was the only one who was still immersed in the joy of winning Long Zi.

(End of this chapter)