Spring and Autumn I Am King

After entering the pavilion, the raindrops on the top of the head stopped, but the raindrops in Zhao Wuxi's heart began to fall sparsely, and the area of ​​the haze was gradually expanding. 【No popup window..】

He only felt a little dry in his mouth and throat, and his tongue was a little knotted. He asked with a dry smile, "Whose baby is this, and why is it in my sister's arms?"

Ji Ying caressed the baby lovingly and said, "This is the new member of the Zhao family."

"Oh?" Zhao Wuxi was surprised. After all, they were separated by thousands of miles, and the letters sent and received were focused on military affairs, and some "trivial" matters would not be mentioned.

Ji Ying explained: "The one who just left was Jinjuan, my father's newly married concubine, who gave birth in the late summer and early autumn last year..."

It turned out to be Zhao Yang's child!

Zhao Wuxi put down a big stone in his heart, and also remembered this incident. It was the legendary "Jin Juan" who had just left, the daughter of a boat official who took the boat officer's daughter as his concubine when Zhao Yang was at Jijin Ferry the year before. The disparity between the two's identities was rumored to be a legend in Jin, and even Zhao Wuxi had heard of it.

The flowers that bloomed three years ago are now finally bearing fruit, although it feels a little weird...

Cough, my father Zhao Yang is not even fifty years old. After taking care of him, he can eat a pound, a bucket of rice, and half a liter of wine at every meal, and his body is strong! It's normal to be revived.

Ji Ying looked like an eldest sister at this moment, with a mocking smile at the corner of her mouth, she walked slowly to Zhao Wuxi, pouted at him, and said to the baby, "This is your brother without a shirt, hurry up and shout. He said, bro."

This is naturally a joke. The baby is under one year old and only hums a vague babble in his mouth, and he can't speak like a tongue at all. Wu Xie saw that his body was small, with soft black hair on the top of his head, and his bright eyes should be able to see the person in front of him. After seeing Zhao Wu Xie, he was immediately excited. After being held by Ji Ying and approaching, he even more r's little hand stretched out, babbling non-stop in his mouth, as if he wanted to hug him without a shirt...

Ji Ying giggled, she hadn't been so happy for a long time: "it seems to like you very much."

"Or because I look like my father."

Zhao Wuxi scratched his cheek, he looked at the baby rubbing against Ji Ying's arms, and in addition to envy, he also gave birth to a hint of vigilance.

If I remember correctly, Zhao Yang did have a fifth son in history, named Zhao Jia. After the death of Zhao Xiangzi, he was said to be the grandson of Bo Lu, who was the Marquis of Zhao Xian. This move was opposed by many people, especially the military nobles in Daidi. Jia, the youngest son of the Zhao family, who was in control of the military power in Daidi, took the opportunity to raise troops to chase the Marquis of Zhao Xian. .

After Zhao Huanzi's death, the people of the country thought that Huanzi's establishment was not what Zhao Xiangzi intended, so they killed his son and re-established Zhao Xianhou.

However, the emerging Zhao State has lost the opportunity to kill the Quartet in the early Warring States Period after this internal struggle, and also surrendered the head of the Three Jin Dynasty to Wei Ju's son, Wei Wenhou, and then to Wei State and Qi State. After a hundred years of younger brother, it was not until the time of King Wuling of Zhao that he cheered up a little.

Zhao Wuxi has already decided that in the future succession to the throne, he will never follow the old path of Zhao Xiangzi in history! So by the way, I have no love for this new member of the Zhao family.

But he couldn't show it in front of Ji Ying, it could be seen that the elder sister loved this little guy very much.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the baby's whirring little hand: "It turns out that the elder sister said that someone wants to see me, is it my little brother?"

Ji Ying nodded, shook his head again, and scolded with a smile: "Thank you for being a father, but you can't even tell the difference between a baby and a boy. This is not a brother, but a sister!"

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After the disaster of going down to the palace, only one Zhao Wu and one Zhao Yingqi escaped from the Zhao clan. Zhao Wu had two sons, and his son Zhao Cheng also had only two sons. It was only after Zhao Yang that he had four sons. There are no more than twenty living men in the Zhao Wu clan now, and they are far less powerful than the Handan clan of small sects, and even less powerful than other noble clans.

But in the past two years, the Zhao clan has sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and a few new lives have been added. This is more worth celebrating than winning a few cities and towns!

A family of thousands of vehicles not only needs to be maintained with swords and books, but also needs the lower body of men and the gestation of women to ensure continuous reproduction... This is also the reason why the system of concubines prevailed. In the feudal era of the East, most officials did not Like later generations of Western aristocrats, they need to worry about the issue of extinction.

Now, as a grandfather, Zhao Yang, who has completed the task of letting the clan spread its branches and leaves, is smiling. He sits behind the desk, no longer domineering in the past, watching the scene below the hall with joy, while the new favorite concubine Jinjuan waits quietly. beside.

Bo Lu, Han Ji, Zhao Wuxi, Bo Mi, Ji Ying, Zhao Luo and other members of the Zhao family also knelt on both sides of the hall. This was a family banquet inside the Zhao family. His attention was focused on the big bed in the center of the hall.

In the pre-Qin period, the bed could be used for sitting or sleeping. The king used a mat, and the doctor used a pouch. Placed in the hall is a large bed, its appearance is almost the same as that of later generations, except that it is shorter. There are six bed feet, the size can accommodate two people to sleep, the whole body is dyed black lacquer, the bed body and the surrounding are painted with vermilion cloud patterns, the bed feet are carved into symmetrical cirrus clouds, and each side of the bed rails With copper corners, exquisite workmanship and rich decoration.

There were several nervous and cautious Fu Mu kneeling around the bed, spreading her arms like a mother who was protecting a young girl, for fear that the three distinguished little guys on the bed would fall off.

This is the future of the Zhao family, the treasure that is favored by the lord, must not be hurt!

It was the three new members of the Zhao clan who were crawling around on this big bed padded with several layers of soft fur.

The son of Zhao Bolu, the son of Zhao Wuxi, and the young daughter of Zhao Yang.

Today is Zhao Yang's naming ceremony for his daughter and grandchildren. Everyone in the hall has their own thoughts, and so does Zhao Wuxi.

He really didn't expect that Zhao Yang's sixth child would be female rather than male...

Just yesterday, in the small pavilion by the big river, Wu Xie was completely stunned by holding the little girl who tried to break his fingers with all her strength.

What about Zhao Huan Zijia? Why did the younger brother suddenly become the younger sister in the future!

This may be because of the flapping of his little butterfly's wings. With the deviation of the historical line, the fate of the characters has changed, and many future things have begun to alienate.

This will give Zhao Wuxie the biggest advantage: he is familiar with the historical trend gradually becoming invalid, but this change is for the better.

Zhao Huanzi no longer exists, so Zhao Wuxi doesn't have to worry about Zhao Yang favoring the youngest son, which will affect his plans for Zhao's future. After he was relieved, he also felt that there was nothing wrong with having multiple sisters.

The little guy is indeed very likable, and he has a tendency to be beautiful at a young age. She has a lively personality and is domineering. In order to compete for that Bai Yuzhang, she pushed Bolu's introverted son away, causing him to cry. She hugged Bai Yuzhang in her arms fiercely, and then stared at Zhao Wuxi's son arrogantly.

Xiao Xiao Zhao was only more than half a year old, not as old as her, so he couldn't compete with the little tiger **** the bed, so he turned to roll lazily, lay on the bed with wide eyes, and looked at everyone around him curiously.

"Look, as expected of my daughter! Bo Lu, Wu Xie, Ji Ying, none of you are like me!" Zhao Yang was relieved, he patted his knee and laughed.

Zhao Wuxi and Bo Lu looked at each other helplessly, while Ji Ying covered his mouth and giggled. The moment the young girl raised her light eyebrows, she was indeed quite similar to Zhao Yang.

The rest of the people also cooperated with Zhao Yang and cheered together. It could be seen that Zhao Zhongjun was enjoying the happiness of the family at this moment, and according to his intention, it seemed that he planned to raise his daughter as a son.

"Poetry Xiaoya Sigan" says: "It is the place where men are born, and the bed that carries the bed~www.readwn.com~ the clothes that carry clothes, and the Zhang that carries clothes." "It is the place where women are born, and the place for sleeping. , carrying the tiles."

It means that if a boy is born, let him sleep on the bed, dress him in fancy clothes, and play Bai Yuzhang for him. If a girl is born, let her sleep on the ground, wrap her in a swaddle, and play with her clay spindle. In the world of Spring and Autumn, the consciousness of valuing sons over women and men being superior to women is very obvious.

However, Zhao Yang's youngest daughter and her two nephews were placed on the bed and crawled around, fighting for Bai Yuzhang, who is exclusively a man.

When Zhao Yang got a middle-aged daughter, it was normal for him to dote on a little bit, but doing so was a little bit ignoring the rules of etiquette. But none of the members of the Zhao family who were present dared to say no. Zhao Yang has never been a step-by-step person. Although he claimed that he respected the etiquette, he often violated it willfully.

He loves this little girl so much! Even more so than for Ji Ying.

When his father had enough fun with his grandson, Ji Ying, who had been in charge of Zhao's internal affairs for many years, reminded Zhao Yang, who was still unfinished, "Father, the auspicious time has come, it's time to name them."

ps: Tomorrow's update is in the afternoon.

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