Queen's scheming

Chapter 135 The Incident (Part [-])

"Today I had lunch at Qingfeng Building with Mi Chenghong from Fuguo Gong's Mansion. Mi Chenghong actually ate three bowls of white rice and was still not full. Several of us talked about him, but he said it was because he was born It is the time of the Ching Ming Festival, and most of the hungry ghosts come out to eat at this time, maybe he just happened to be possessed by a hungry ghost, maybe!" Gu Yiran smiled and said to Duke Yang Gu Zhiheng and Mrs. Yang.

Mrs. Yang Guogong's wife Jin Suying smiled slightly, took a piece of bitter gourd with the ivory on the side, put it on the small plate in front of Gu Yiran, and said in harmony: "It was indeed that time when Mi Chenghong was born, I remember At that time, the son, Mi Chenghong's mother was also the concubine Shizi at that time. After a day and a night of pain, she still couldn't give birth. Seeing that half of her life was left. Fu Guogong and Mi Chenghong's father were in a hurry. I went to the palace to find the queen mother, and the queen mother sent all the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital to Fuguo's mansion, which saved his mother and his life!"

Gu Yiran smiled, and asked casually: "No wonder everyone said that the son of Fu Guogong was hard-pressed. Speaking of it, the father and mother never seemed to talk about the time when Yiran was born. Was it difficult for Yiran to give birth at that time? But also torturing mother like Cheng Hong?"

Mrs. Yang Guogong's wife, Jin Suying's face froze, and she forced a smile and said: "Why, you love my mother so much, you gave birth before the full term, and saved your mother from suffering a lot. It’s been bad all the time, my mother has been feeling bad because of this!” Mrs. Yang Guogong raised her eyes and said, Yang Guogong Gu Zhiheng.

Gu Yiran took the chicken wings and put them on a small plate in front of Mrs. Yang Guogong, seemingly unintentionally said: "Is there anything interesting about Yiyi's birth?"

Yang Guogong Gu Zhiheng's eyes were a little loose, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly asked: "It's fine, what did you do when you were born?"

Gu Yiran pursed his lips slightly, smiled and said: "It's nothing? It's just that at the luncheon today, I didn't know how to talk about it. Everyone told interesting things about their birth, but I didn't know anything about it. So let me ask you a question.”

Mrs. Yang Guogong's wife, Jin Suying, was a little flustered, and her voice was a little harsh: "A woman gave birth, and half of her leg has entered the gate of hell. What can I say!"

Yang Guogong Gu Zhiheng was also a little displeased and said: "You guys are not too young, you only know how to eat, drink and have fun together, and don't talk about messing up some government affairs. At the very least, you should recite poems and compose Fu , you can talk about the matter of women giving birth!"

Gu Yiran hurriedly got up, bowed his head and said: "It is the son who is not good. He made the father angry and the mother sad. The son will not dare to do it again next time!" Gu Yiran has been in Yang Guogong's mansion for many years. Mrs. Yang Guogong was angry with him.

Yang Guogong sighed, feeling that his words were a little heavy, and said in a deep voice: "Sit down and eat! For so many years, you haven't been out of the house much, and you rarely communicate with others. You have no common topics with them. It is understandable for a father to please them. The Mi family in Fuguogong's mansion, Fuguogong and his wife are more sensible, these juniors are really..."

Yang Guogong didn't continue, but said in a cold voice: "If you want to make friends, Tang Zihan, the concubine of the Zhen Guogong's mansion, looks good as a father. Don't look at the world saying that he is joking and has no right to do it. Standing by the emperor's side, there is indeed the air of a general. They say that the prodigal son will not change his money when he turns back. Tang Zihan will definitely be stronger than their eldest son Tang Zinan in the future. I will write a post for him as a father and ask him to come and sit in the mansion for a while. sit!"

Because my son has been ill all the time, most of the sons and brothers of high-ranking families don't pay much attention to him. Seeing that his body has improved during this time, they are willing to go out of the house. It's not good to be spoiled by those dudes.

Gu Yiran sighed from the bottom of his heart, pulled the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Don't worry about my father, my son is not young, if I make friends with people in the name of my father, I'm afraid it will be looked down upon by others, my son will visit in person someday Young Master Tang is!"

"That's fine!" Yang Guogong pointed to the soup cup with crabapple pattern in the middle and said, "Drink a cup of this pear soup. The imperial doctor said that it moistens the lungs and is good for your cough. Don't always listen to your mother. Drinking those bitter soups every day, it is better to go to the training ground with Wei father to fight fists and kicks, to train your body well, and naturally you will not get sick again!"

Mrs. Yang Guogong's wife, Jin Suying, had been distracted just now, and now she heard what Yang Guogong said, she quickly stopped her, and said softly: "However, this child has been weak since childhood, and the imperial doctor has said that it is due to fetal insufficiency." Because of the lack of yang qi, you need to use decoction to build up your body bones before you can exercise, otherwise you will only waste the yang qi that is already insufficient in your body. In your twenties, you use the energy of your 30s, and in your thirties, you can use the energy of your [-]s. With the energy of the forties, if the energy is exhausted, this person's body will be hollowed out!"

Yang Guogong was a little impatient and said: "Every time you talk about letting still follow me to the training ground to learn martial arts, that's what you say. According to the words of the imperial doctors, my body is almost exhausted, yes No, we can only wait to die. The queen mother said that what you said is really true, even if you pamper me, you are still too much!"

Mrs. Yang Guogong glanced at Yang Guogong faintly, and sighed softly: "Yes, I am always no match for the Queen Mother."

Hearing this, Duke Yang Gu Zhiheng glanced at Jin Suying suspiciously. Jin Suying immediately smiled gently and said: "The queen mother is in the royal family, so she can't spoil the emperor too much, that's why she always dislikes it." I pamper me too much, she is just jealous of me! Although I am not of the same clan as the Empress Dowager, we grew up together, how can she hide her thoughts from me."

Yang Guogong didn't ask any more questions, nodded and said: "Hurry up and eat!"

Gu still didn't ask what he wanted to ask, so he could only take a few mouthfuls of food resentfully.Went back to his yard early.

"My lord, Madam has prepared two sets of jade mats and two sets of ink curtains for you. Do you think you should replace them today, or wait for the hot weather?" the housekeeper Yan Jianan saluted politely.

Gu Yiran is reading a copy of Fuguogong's private records that he got from Mi Chenghong, but there is no record of the Wang family being exterminated. The strangest thing is that there is no record of the days when he was born. Looking at this private record, Duke Fu recorded the major events that happened every day in great detail. In a year, there were only a few days that did not exist. Before Gu Yiran had time to look back, the housekeeper Yan Jianan interrupted him .

Gu Yiran put down his private intentions, and said with a warm smile: "It turned out to be Uncle Yan, who happened to feel that the past few days have been a bit stuffy, and the jade mat and tents were sent at just the right time. Uncle Yan asked them to change the mats and tents." Well, you drink tea here all the time, and you happen to have something to ask Uncle Yan."

"I can't afford to be an old slave." Yan Jian'an said with a smile: "My son's body is really much better than before. In previous years, he felt a little hotter during the dog days. Now, before counting the volts, he feels stuffy. Now, it can be seen that the firepower is strong!"

A little girl served tea for Yan Jian'an, and Gu Yiran asked with a smile, "Uncle Yan, do you still remember when Yiran was born, what happened in our house?"

(End of this chapter)