when will you sprout baby

Xu Daoyi's act of peeking at the letter written by His Highness Mo Wang was, logically, discovered by his father Xu Xi.

As a little marshal with no majesty, Xu Daoyi was very trembling when he was carried into his father's study by his own soldiers.

"Father," Xu Daoyi watched his words and expressions for a long while, and tentatively opened his mouth: "I don't know why you called your son here?"

Xu Xi practiced calligraphy with his wrists hanging without raising his head. He was quite similar to Xu Chang'an's father in appearance, both of them were handsome and dignified, but his appearance was younger.I don't know if it's because of being in a handsome position all year round, the eyebrows and sideburns are a bit too sharp, and when you don't smile, it's very daunting.

Of the six children in the Xu family, five are most afraid of Xu Xi in their lives, and only the "bold" Xu Chang'an dares to be intimate with him.

After finishing the last stroke, Xu Xi straightened up and hung the wolf hair back on the pen stand.

Looking carefully at the Zichang post that was just completed, Xu Xi said to Xu Daoyi who was standing in the hall: "Tell me, what do you think."

Frankly speaking, Xu Daoyi really wanted to put on a shy face and pretend to be confused.

It's a pity that the consequences of pretending to be confused last time are still vivid in my memory, so Xu Daoyi, who has no guts, said sorry to his little cousin Chang'an in his heart, then the dead fellow Daoist coughed dryly, and said righteously: " As the saying goes, the state owns the state law, and the family has family rules. It is not a shame to get pregnant before marriage, but it is indeed not an elegant thing. If this is the first of its kind, if the younger generations follow suit, it will lead to the death of the marriage law of the Zhou Dynasty..."

Xu Daoyi quoted the classics, drew inferences from one instance, and talked endlessly for a long time.

Xu Xi was noncommittal, and when he had finished speaking in one breath, he said without feeling happy or angry: "Is this what you think?"

Xu Daoyi swallowed courageously, before he could reply, he heard his father ask again: "Do you think it's embarrassing for Changan to get pregnant before marriage?"

Xu Daoxuan swears by his reputation, according to Xu Xi's preference for Xu Chang'an, he will definitely end up with the [-]th Army stick if he is actually framed.

In order to avoid being beaten, Xu Daoyi had no choice but to quickly defend himself: "No, Dad, I didn't mean that, listen to me—"

"That's not what you mean?" Xu Xi interrupted her son, "That's not what you mean?"

"I mean, yes, yes..."

Xu Daoyi hesitated for a long time, scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, but there was no reason for it.

When the book is in use, I hate less.It can be seen that even generals should read more books on weekdays.

On the opposite side, Xu Xi, who had been filled with anger since receiving Xue Yunshen's handwritten letter, finally couldn't control it now.

He put the paperweight down heavily patiently, hating iron for being weak, and said: "Look at you, then look at Chang'an, they are also men, why are you, why are you so unbelievable!"

Xu Daoyi never expected that this matter could be related to him, so he could only stare blankly at his father who was trembling with anger.

Xu Xi thought of her son's stomach that had not moved for ten years, and couldn't help turning around the desk twice in anger.Turned around two more times, but still couldn't get angry, so he mourned his misfortune and angrily cursed: "You bastard! I haven't disliked you for being with him for ten years, and I didn't even give birth to half a grandson. On the contrary, you despise him first." Is Chang'an here?"

"If you have the ability, why don't you know how to try your best to have a grandson?"

After being scolded by the bastard for a long time, Xu Daoyi finally realized what the problem was.

Seeing that Xu Xi became more and more angry, and Xu Daoyi, who respects all kinds of goodness and filial piety, had no choice but to bravely interrupt his father: "Well, father..."

"I, I am...the one above."

Xu Xi was shocked when she heard the words: "What? You look like you can't support the wall with mud, but you are still the one above?!"

Xu Daoyi: "..."

"This is really my dear father." Xu Daoyi wiped his face sadly.

That night, lingering on their last legs, the generals who stood panting outside the school field supported each other, and had the honor to witness the Generalissimo beating his son with sticks and sticks.

"God, I have a pity for the little marshal, he is about to receive another [-] military sticks." Amidst the groaning, the dark-skinned young general elbowed the older soldier next to him: "Hey Brother Qin, Why are not you talking?"

"I'm wondering why the little marshal angered the marshal again." The general with high cheekbones shrank the back of his slightly trembling left hand back without any trace, and smiled as usual.

The young general didn't notice anything wrong with Big Brother Qin beside him at all, so he took the initiative to lean over and said mysteriously: "I heard that the little marshal was beaten just like us, because of a letter. You said the marshal..."

The young general's chattering voice sounded, and in the dim place where the light of the fire could not be seen, a stream of bright red blood slowly dripped down the back of his hand.

Compared with Sudu's frivolity, the palace that received Xue Yunshen's concise and concise saliva letter looked calm.

Of course, only on the surface.

Emperor Jingzong got the letter with only a few lines, and only had time to take a look at it, and hurried to the Queen's Palace.

"... Chang'an is happy, and I will return to Beijing soon." The empress, Xue Yunshen's mother, read the letter word by word, and said in surprise and joy: "The child in Chang'an is pregnant?"

"God bless Zhou, really God bless Zhou," the queen flipped through the letter over and over again, "I have a royal heir."

Emperor Jingzong tried his best to suppress the corners of his upturned mouth, pretending not to care, and snorted coldly: "That brat, if he didn't want me to instruct the Ministry of Rites to prepare for the wedding in advance, he would know to write a letter?"

After a while, Emperor Jingzong couldn't hold back, and cursed again: "Stinky boy!"

Only this time, in Xue Yunshen's eyes that were exactly the same, the smile couldn't be hidden no matter what.

Since the Imperial Concubine Mo is happy, it's time to announce the engagement to the world.

When Xu Shen was called into the palace, although he vaguely guessed that this trip was related to his youngest son's marriage, he never expected that the reason was this.

——The youngest son, Chang'an, is happy.

After receiving the imperial decree of bestowing marriage and thanking the emperor for his kindness, Xu Shen returned to the mansion.

While the Peony Imperial City was full of noise and joy because of the marriage between His Highness the Third Prince Mo Wang and Xu Chang'an, the Da Sima Mansion fell into a terrible silence which was rare.

Xu Daoning's eldest son, Xu Changan's fat nephew, nestled quietly in his mother's arms, his black stone-like eyes glanced at his silent grandfather, then at his grandmother wiping her tears with a handkerchief, and finally He stopped chewing his thumb, and just let out a wow, crying out hoarsely: "Wow, wow——"

As a result, the sound of rattles to coax the children, the slight sound of slapping, and the crying of young children became one.

"Yuanqi is good, don't cry, don't cry." Liu Mian took his grandson from his daughter-in-law with great distress, and listened coaxingly and amusingly for a long time, and finally understood.

Seeing his wife's movements froze, Xu Shen asked quickly, "What did he say? But what kind of toy do you want?"

Liu Mian looked at her husband in a complicated mood, without saying a word, and silently handed over the eldest grandson in her hand.

After a while, Xu Shen, who heard clearly what the wailing eldest grandson was yelling, had a colorful expression on his face.

The fat boy, whose teeth hadn't grown in yet, was crying for "brother" inarticulately.

And when Xu Shen was leaving the palace, an eunuch in black sneaked behind his carriage and went to Hanshan Temple outside the city.

As dusk approaches, the endless stream of pilgrims from Hanshan Temple, like weary birds, return to their nests here and there.

In the backyard of the temple overflowing with rosin, and in the small pavilion full of wildness, a few wild pigeons were attracted by the crumbs of steamed buns between the fingers, and hesitated to close their wings.

"come over."

A cool voice, like a cold stone in water, gently swept out the peaks of the lips like winter snowflakes, rippling into the thin night.

Under the gentle bewitchment, the gray wild pigeon hesitantly moved its paws towards the commoner monk.

At the moment when the little gray thing poked out its sharp beak and was about to peck at the crumbs of steamed buns in the monk's palm, a black shadow crossed the wall silently and landed a foot behind the monk.

The sound of flapping wings sounded, and the frightened wild pigeon flapped its wings in a panic and flew away.

The monk looked down at the empty bluestone bricks in front of him. After a long time, he tilted his palm and poured the crumbs of steamed buns on the stone table beside him.

"What's the matter?" After cleaning his palm methodically, the monk spoke slowly.

The man in black kept his head bent, not daring to raise his chin half an inch.It wasn't until he was asked that he straightened his back a little, and told concisely: "Xu Xi became suspicious. The deployment map of border troops was deliberately forged, and Jiaqin may have been exposed."

"It's a pity." Having said that, the monk's tone did not have the slightest regret.

He turned his head slightly, the lantern under the pavilion was swayed left and right by the wind, the dim light narrowly brushed against his body several times, before it could reflect his face, he was forced by the wind to change direction again.

Keeping his head tilted, the monk said softly, "Since he has been discovered, let him put the blame on the right minister."

"It's not a big deal for a person who has been beheaded from the nine clans on the left and right to be accused of collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country."

The man in black waited for a while, but before he got any other orders, he nodded vigorously and agreed.

The black-clothed eunuch, who had been dressed in disguise, rushed to the small pavilion with his back bowed, just passing by the man in black.

"Your Highness." The eunuch kowtowed immediately when he saw the clothed monk in the pavilion.

"What's the matter?" The monk's lips moved as he recited the Avalokitesvara Sutra silently. His fingers, like jade carvings, fiddled with the beads slowly as he recited.

However, at the next moment, the monk's unmoving and calm posture suddenly froze.

Even though the old eunuch tried his best to restrain himself, his voice was still sharp enough, like a wild cat with nothing to do, sneaking into the rich man's house, picking up the precious colored glaze to grind its claws.

Kowtowing heavily, the old eunuch paused and said: "The third prince's concubine is pregnant, and Jingzong intends to appoint a prince ahead of schedule."

On the other end, Xu Chang'an and others who didn't know that the marriage had reached the point where everyone knew about it, were preparing the boat recently.

Returning to the imperial city from Fengdu, the land route is currently the last option for Xu Changan to return to Beijing. On the contrary, the sea route is more convenient and quicker, and it will cause the least harm to the child in his stomach.

Fengdu has always been known as a city on the sea, but it's a pity that the slightly larger ships were all burned up by Liang Jun when they retreated. Right now, there are only a few thatched fishing boats in the city.Wucheng did have a few large spare ships, but it was a pity that General Gong wrote back that they were all warships.

It was too late to build the ship, and the warship was not comfortable enough, so in desperation, they had to make do with it.

Therefore, Xue Yunshen left early and returned late these days, busy directing people to transform the warships that sailed from Wucheng.

Unfortunately, His Royal Highness King Mo's plan to sneak away while the princess was asleep fell through today.

Almost as soon as the quilt was lifted, Xu Changan caught Xue Yunshen's clothes.

"Where are you going?"

Facing the concubine who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, His Highness Mo Wang, who seldom lied, came up with a very clumsy excuse in desperation: "Go to the toilet!"

"That's just right." Xu Changan pretended not to see that this was Xue Yunshen's plan to get rid of the shell, and said with a smile, "I want to go too."

Xue Yunshen: "..."

"I don't want to go to the toilet at all, I just don't want to change back to my original shape." His Highness King Mo, who personally dressed the princess, experienced for the first time what it means to shoot yourself in the foot.