Gu Qingci

The eldest princess was ill for nine months, from late winter to early autumn of the following year, which made the court anxious.

At first, only a few ministers took the risk of beheading to write to the emperor, forcing her to choose a concubine; later, the censors mentioned this matter every day in the court, and more and more people seconded it. Lieutenants successively invited me to join in the concert together, and even officials from the Military Machine Pavilion and the Anti-Corruption Factory came to join in the fun.

All the officials in the ruling and opposition parties are ready to burn their boats, and the emperor doesn't care how he threatens. After all, "the law does not blame the public", and every dynasty and generation attaches great importance to the matter of heirs.

How big this incident was, not only the dignitaries, but even the common people in the capital knew about it, and they all wanted to send their handsome men into the palace to participate in the draft.

Of course, I declined the invitation to play together, and Liu Yueying never said a word in the face of such unanimous pressure from the ministers.

When the situation was about to get out of control, Liu Yuehua finally appeared on the court hall with a happy face, red lips and bright teeth, full of spirit.

"Your Majesty, Yuehua is in good health, and she has someone she likes." With just one sentence, all the ministers who wanted to put their man on Liu Yueying's bed immediately lost their voices.

Liu Yuehua is the Prince Regent in name, everyone knows it well.

Naturally, the eldest princess returned to court not because of "healed from illness", but because of the birth of her and Feng San's child.

is a girl.

This matter was extremely low-key, Liu Yuehua stayed in the palace all day long, avoiding anyone.Except for the emperor, me, Feng San and a few maids and imperial physicians, no one else knows about it.

When the midwife came out with the little life in her arms, that sissy Feng San's eyes turned red, and after glancing at their baby, she rushed in to see Liu Yuehua.

Liu Yueying and I surrounded the little baby. She was stunned for a long time before slowly saying: "Is this my niece? She's so small."

"Your Majesty can hug this child." The midwife said with a smile, but the always wise and holy emperor dared not move and stood there restrained.It was I who carried the children over and entered the house with them.

Looking at the baby's face, I felt a sense of misplaced fate and wrinkled time.

She is a girl, Liu Yuehua's first child, now in the autumn of the ninth year of Tianjia.

Therefore, this fragile little life in my arms, this fat pouting little face, this sleeping calm and ignorant child, is undoubtedly Liu Muqing—that is, after many years, when the future "I" was born In [-], Emperor Chengwen Liu Muqing, who was worthy of ascending the throne.

The reversal of the years actually staged such a good show, which brought me an unexpected surprise.Melancholy and joy blossomed together in my heart, bursting out a feeling that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

He turned his head and stared at the emperor's side face in a daze, the corners of his eyes rising uncontrollably.Liu Muqing was originally the emperor who ascended the throne when I was born in my previous life, but now because of this person beside me, she has become my junior—even though I am only Liu Yueying's servant.

Liu Yueying felt my blatant gaze for a long time, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." He quickly lowered his head, looked at the soft and milky face of the baby in his arms, and poked it with his hand.

This secret is known only to me.

"Sister Huang, Yuehua has something to ask." Liu Yuehua's voice was still a little weak, and Feng San'an stood quietly aside.

"You said."

"Can this child's name be reserved for the imperial sister?"

"Sure." Liu Yueying agreed without even thinking about it, which surprised Liu Yuehua so quickly.

"Won't Miss Huang ask the reason?"

"This child is yours, and I will not interfere in anything related to her." She paused, "So, Yuehua must teach and train her well."

"Yes."

"Keep your first name, you have to give her a nickname, don't you?" I interjected, "Otherwise, it would be inconvenient for us to call her."

Liu Yuehua nodded: "Miss Huang, please give this child a nickname. If she can get a name from the emperor, she will be happy."

Liu Yueying lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, then walked to the window with her hands behind her back, and then said: "General Nangong has led his troops south for three months. The Nanman terrain is difficult, but the troops are weak. They will definitely not be able to stop the onslaught of our Daxing army. Within a year, we will surely Destroy the Southern Barbarians. In this way, the Yanhuang Continent can be unified." She continued calmly, "During my dynasty, I have exhausted my weapons, and I only hope that she can create a prosperous world of latitude and longitude."

Liu Yueying turned around and said to everyone, "Just call it 'Wen Jiu'."

"Okay!" Liu Yuehua immediately responded, hugged Wen Jiu back into her arms, and murmured, "Xiao Wen Jiu, your aunt gave you a nickname, your name is Wen Jiu~"

The latitude and longitude of heaven and earth are called Wen; the nine is the highest in the way of heaven, and only then will there be the ninety-nine supreme.It turned out that Liu Yueying had placed such high hopes on Wen Jiu.

"Writing to convey the truth is a good name." I said.

The nickname had been decided, Liu Yueying was silent for a while, as if she still had something to say.She glanced at Feng San calmly, grabbed my hand again, and said: "I still have some personal things to say to the eldest princess."

I reacted immediately and went out with Feng San.

Well, when Liu Yueying grabbed me just now, her palms were warm.It seems that she has taken good care of her body these days, and her cold evil disease should be cured.

==

"Yuehua, when are you going to give Feng three points?" Liu Yueying cut to the chase.

"Ah?" The eldest princess was taken aback by the question, and then said casually, "This... don't worry." She took the teacup handed by the emperor, and moistened her slightly dry lips.

"Not in a hurry?" Seeing that Liu Yuehua didn't care much about this matter, the emperor frowned, "Feng San is Wen Jiu's biological father anyway, even if he doesn't want a title, why don't you give it?"

Seeing that the imperial sister was displeased, the eldest princess hurriedly said: "Feng San is still the leader of your pro-army, so it is not appropriate to pull him out like this. I have already made an agreement with him, and when he cultivates a qualified successor, After he retires from the Wind Banner Army, he will be given a title. By then, Wen Jiu's life experience will be bright and aboveboard."

"Feng San...does he have no objections?" The emperor seemed to have thought of something, with a puzzled look on his face.

"How dare you," the eldest princess said confidently, "Feng San knows himself clearly. He came from a humble background, and he is grateful for being selected by you. How dare he ask for a title. Feng San has been with me for so long , he still regards himself as a slave.”

"I'm not afraid of sister Huang's jokes, my sister likes his simple and obedient appearance, and never asks for anything - but sister Huang, you just gave Wen Jiu such a nickname, I'm afraid he is already trembling You can't be timid." When Liu Yuehua talked about Feng San, he suddenly started talking non-stop, and said a lot.

After Liu Yueying listened, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Forget it, whatever you want. I know you're very tired today, so I'd like to rest. I'll come to see you again when I'm free."

==

The first month of the tenth year of Tianjia.A group of people recently came to a border town close to the dense forest in the south, their whereabouts are strange, they come out at night, and rarely meet the aborigines of the town, causing many aborigines to say in private: "It's weird, I don't know if it's a human or a ghost." , or stay far away.”

As a result, there were no people around the thatched huts where the group of people lived in broad daylight, let alone at night.

When the moon appeared in the night sky, oil lamps were lit in the thatched hut, and the group of people gathered in the hut in twos and threes, as if discussing something.

The door was pushed open suddenly, a bit of cold wind poured in, and the flame of the oil lamp shook.

"Master, I have a big harvest today!" A man wearing rough clothes with patches on the cuffs and hem broke in with a happy expression on his face.

In his left hand, he held a large knife that was incompatible with his temperament. The whole body of the knife shone with a cold light, and there were some complicated dark lines on the sharp blade. It was extremely sharp, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

"I walked deep into the swamp today. I wanted to try my luck, but I found a corpse. It seemed that he died of miasma." The coarse clothes shook his head and asked the head of the family for credit, "I am so brave. , went up to take a closer look, what do you guys think? The corpse is a pile of bones, but the clothes on it haven’t rotted, isn’t that weird? I guess, the clothes must be made of high-quality materials, not us Common people can afford it. Hehe, there might be some priceless treasure on this corpse."

"Hurry up and get to the point!" The head of the house looked impatiently at the big knife in his hand.

"Yes, yes, yes," the coarse clothes wiped the sweat from his head, and bent down with a fawning expression on his face: "I was brave enough to search, and found a token, and this knife. Hey, this The knife is really a good knife, I have never seen this kind of material in most of my life, it has been soaked in moisture for so long without any rust, and it can cut iron like mud!" He proudly held the knife in his hands. With a wave in the air, the companions gathered around took a few steps back.

The master snatched the knife, weighed it in his hand, and looked at it over and over again under the oil lamp.

"Master, this knife is really good, just like what the cripple said, it is absolutely extraordinary." "Yes, yes, does this mean that the sky has eyes and sent us a magic weapon?" "It seems that we Take action, and nine out of ten will win!"

"Hey, why does the sky have eyes? I discovered it myself!" the cripple said angrily.

The group of people chattered non-stop. After the master had finished reading the knife, he handed it to the second master beside him silently, and said in a low voice, "Tomorrow, when I have time, I will find a blacksmith shop. According to the shape of this knife, I will give it to my brother." Everyone builds one like this!"

Everyone applauded, and then the head of the family turned his attention to the cripple again.

"Cripple, where's the token?"

"Ah? Head of the family, I already gave you the knife—you also leave some private money for our little brother, don't you?" The lame man rubbed his index finger and middle finger with his thumb, and his flattering smile became bigger.

"Stop talking nonsense, take it out!"

"Take it, take it, it's fierce." The cripple whispered, and reluctantly took out a rectangular cloth bag from his arms, and opened the cloth with three inner layers and outer layers, revealing a shining golden token.

"This, such a big piece of gold?!"

"Cripple, you hide your secrets! You are not loyal enough!"

The person in charge took the token and looked at the pattern on it thoughtfully.