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The entire Liangjing, except for the army who was worried about going out to fight, was immersed in Mo Shaoheng's words.

Those myth-like stories are really interesting.

Not only that, but a martial art called shadow puppetry has also begun to be staged in commercial streets at night.

In the evening, the stools are filled with people sitting on the stools, watching the funny performances on the screen, which has almost become another popular pastime for Liangjing people.

But in just a few days, the shadow puppet show became popular in Liangjing, and all the performances were based on Mo Shaoheng's script.

Even the sage asked the shadow puppets to perform in the palace once, and the ladies covered their mouths and laughed lightly.

You can see how hot it is.

Because of the spread of story books and shadow puppetry, Liangjing seems to be shrouded in a veil of mystery.

It seems that the city of Liangjing has become a mythical city.

Looking at this atmosphere, Mo Shaoheng was also thinking in his heart, with so many foreshadowings, it shouldn't seem so abrupt, right?

He didn't want to be treated as a monster and burned to death.

In fact, in ancient times, there were many similar myths and stories that have been passed down for a long time.

For example, there are stories about a woman who stepped on huge footprints by the lake and became pregnant, gave birth to a sage, and so on.

In ancient times, a great person may have done different things, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they must have some unexplainable myths.

This may be the result of the ancients' respect for the sages and saints.

Mo Shaoheng actually likes this kind of custom now.

As long as it's not all miraculous events that are unacceptable, and all of them are treated as monsters and ghosts, he will naturally guide them in a good way.

Like what he's trying to do right now.

……

Spring to autumn.

It has been almost a year since Li Nanyi and Zhao Di left Liangjing.

Mo Shaoheng glanced at the huge flower bud on the mother-child tree, it was not far from blooming.

Under the flower bud, Mo Shaoheng asked someone to support the pole, and carried the flower bud, as if he was afraid that it would be too heavy and fall off.

Anyway, it is to protect cautiously.

Mo Shaoheng sniffed the air, and could vaguely smell the fragrance of flowers.

"It's about to bloom, and the timing...is about the same."

Today, Mo Shaoheng still went to court as usual.

Chaoshang routinely paid attention to the movement of the army that was going to help King Nanliqin.

When it was time to go down, Mo Shaoheng stood up.

The sage asked, "But what is the matter?"

Mo Shaoheng replied blankly, "Reporting to the saint, King Yan has been fighting for a year, and now his son is about to be born."

"The minister thought, since he is a royal heir, he needs to be registered in the ancestral hall, so he has to inform the saint."

As soon as the voice fell, the entire Golden Palace fell silent.

Hey, is King Yan's son about to be born?

What did they hear?

Isn't it almost a year since the king of Yan set off?

Even saints are dumbfounded.

Could it be...Could it be that King Yan had a secret relationship with a woman who was hiding before the expedition?

But judging by Mo Shaoheng's expression, it seems that he is not.

The sage couldn't help but asked, "Whose child is King Yan?"

After finishing speaking, he felt something was wrong, no matter how curious he was, he couldn't ask Mo Shaoheng this question.

Not only should Mo Shaoheng not be questioned, but he also has to show that he is in the same quarrel with the enemy.

Mo Shaoheng, on the other hand, didn't react violently, but replied, "I'm with King Yan."

puff!

In the Golden Palace, all the officials: "..."

They thought just now that it must be King Yan and some unruly woman or something.

In the end, Mo Shaoheng said that it belonged to him and King Yan.

For a moment, I couldn't turn my mind around.

Mo Shaoheng was talking nonsense.

He and King Yan are both men, how could they possibly have children.

The saint was also a little confused, and muttered, "Could it be that the young master has become sick from longing?"

Mo Shaoheng said, "Since ancient times, it has been said that a woman can become pregnant through a dream."

"There is also mother-child river water, which can give birth to new life for those who drink it."

"What's more, babies can grow on gourd vines." "It's not surprising that men and men have children."

Baiguan looked at the serious Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Aren't those myths and legends?Isn't it Mo Shaoheng's script?

Although it was widely spread, everyone in Liangjing knew about it.

But, like other myths that cannot be verified, they are just heard.

Never heard of it, anyone actually saw it.

Seeing the weird expressions on everyone's faces, Mo Shaoheng didn't hesitate.

He said directly, "The child of King Yan and I will be born soon, and it is now hanging in the flower buds on the tree."

"If you don't believe me, you might as well take a closer look."

saint:"……"

Baiguan: "..."

Know how halo they are now?

There is a circle on the top of the head that keeps turning.

But, Mo Shaoheng has never been a casual person, has he?

However, the content of these words cannot be explained.

Could it really be like the "Gourd Baby" storybook, with children jumping out of the fruit?

Impossible, impossible.

But what's the matter with this curiosity in my heart?

The saint is also frowning.

Regarding the royal ancestral hall, this kind of thing can't be joked about.

He glanced at the serious Mo Shaoheng again.

Forget it, I have nothing to do today, so I might as well go and see what Mo Shaoheng is up to.

Saints and officials moved to Yanwangfu.

This is probably the busiest day in Yanwang Mansion.

It's just that when the servants of Prince Yan's Mansion inquired about the purpose of their visit, they were also stunned, thinking they heard it wrong.

in the yard.

Mo Shaoheng pointed to the big tree and said, "The baby is inside that bud, and it should be born soon."

saint:"……"

Baiguan: "..."

Mo Shaoheng must be crazy.

But this tree is really strange, lush and leafy like never seen before.

I have never seen any tree that can bloom such a big flower.

Like...a pregnant belly.

But it's impossible for a child to emerge directly, right?

There was a lot of discussion.

It was as lively as a market.

Although it was incredible, no one left.

There must be more people in the mood of watching the excitement.

Such a ridiculous thing depends on how Mo Shaoheng will end up.

This waited until the afternoon, when the sunset glow turned the sky into gold.

Brilliant and full of mythical colors.

Many of the officials were getting impatient with the wait.

At this time, someone suddenly said, "Huh? Did you smell anything? It smells so good."

"It seems to be the scent of flowers, getting stronger and stronger."

"It's refreshing."

Are surprised.

Suddenly, a baby's cry came.

"Hiss, look quickly, the flowers on the tree...are blooming."

Everyone was stunned.

look up.

The flower buds that were originally the size of a football directly unfolded their petals, and the refreshing floral fragrance came from there.

And the cries of babies from above.

In the entire Yanwang Mansion, apart from the cry of the baby, needles could be heard.

The flower buds were originally wrapped in a strong net, and then supported by various poles to form a shelf, which is very safe.

Mo Shaoheng didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly asked someone to carry the prepared climbing frame.

Everyone came back to their senses.

Mo Shaoheng was about to climb up the shelf and go up to pick up the newborn baby.

Just listen to the sage saying, "Let me come."

No way, the saint had to go in person.

Sages also practice martial arts, so there is no danger in this kind of climbing.

Everyone's heads stretched out longer than the necks of geese, looking at the saint climbing up.

The saint didn't know what kind of mood he used to climb up.

Wait until you get to the top of the shelf and look up.

Huge petals that make up a baby's bed.

In the middle of the petals lay a howling baby.

It's outrageously white and tender.

When the baby was born, it should be quite ugly, like a wrinkled little old man, and when Mo Shaoheng was born, I heard that he was very good, which caused the old lady to directly order an oolong marriage.Of course, these are all rumors. It is estimated that except for a few people, no one knows how good-looking the newly born Mo Shaoheng looks.

But now, the sage felt that the child in the middle of the petals was just like the little god bestowed by the heavens, pure and pure.

There is still a lot of nectar on the baby's body, exuding an unparalleled floral fragrance.

This child, come from the scent of flowers.

The saint didn't dislike the feeling of being wet at all, so he quickly picked it up and went under the tree.

It feels subtle to the extreme.

He bears witness to the myth, a god-sent son from the bud.

How should I put that feeling, it's like a fairy tale that was only heard before, but it's happening around him now, and it's still his own hands that hold this mythical child down.

The rough envoy, who had already prepared, quickly wiped off the nectar on the child with a clean handkerchief.

The fragrance of flowers fills the mansion.

Baiguan opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't close it.

They witnessed a child grow from the flower.

It is said that the sage is the son of heaven, sent by heaven to manage the world.

Then the descendants of the saints must also have some extraordinary things.

Is it just now that this statement is confirmed?

Mo Shaoheng didn't think so much.

He's very busy right now.

The mother and child tree will give birth to their common children according to the blood of the provided people.

No matter where Mo Shaoheng placed the child, a bunch of people followed him.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

"Actually, it's the same as the children of ordinary people."

Everyone: "..."

No no no, it's different.

They haven't figured it out yet.

"Is it really the same as bearing fruit, coming out of a tree?"

Mo Shaoheng shrugged, "Didn't you all see it with your own eyes? This tree is called the Mother Tree, and it does have this function."

Everyone: "..."

It seems that they really witnessed it with their own eyes, but it's just unbelievable.

In this way, this is a sacred tree.

A tree more miraculous than any fairy tale is right in front of their eyes.

Babies are not to be disturbed.

Baiguan still has some regrets, let them take a closer look, what is so magical about the child that grows from the tree.

But there was no other way, so I had to surround the sacred tree for research.

Of course, Mo Shaoheng couldn't catch up with a saint.

The saint was very confused. He had many sons, and the number of grandchildren born to his sons was even more.

But it's never been so magical.

Look at this little appearance, if Mo Shaoheng said that this child was reincarnated from a god in the sky, he would believe it.

Lively is lively, but we have to leave after all, it’s getting dark.

That is, let them see the baby more, it is too bizarre.

On the second day, because Mo Shaoheng didn't block the news, the whole Liangjing was boiling.

"Real or fake?"

"The little highness of Yan Wang's mansion grew out of the tree?"

A piece of boiling.

"You still don't believe it?"

"I heard that sages and officials witnessed it with their own eyes, how could it be faked?"

"If you still don't believe me, take a look at the big tree in Yanwang Mansion, you can see that tree from a long distance."

"Your Highness came out of the buds of that tree."

"I heard that at that time, the fragrance of flowers permeated the entire mansion, and the golden light from the sky shone down."

The more you talk, the more divine you become.

Mo Shaoheng has been brewing and plotting for so long.

I didn't intend to do it secretly, since I decided to let such a little life be born, I didn't want him to live in shame.

That being the case, it is better to make it known to the world.

Now it seems that under his long-term guidance, the public opinion is not bad.

King Yan's Mansion is very lively now, every day there are various excuses to come to visit, even the officials in the Golden Palace do not avoid suspicion, they have to come and see every now and then.

That was the child they had witnessed being born.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

What are you doing.

Is that so strange?

It is worth mentioning that the grandmother of the Zhenbei Palace and Mo Shaoheng's mother and concubine would come to the Yan Palace early every morning, so they could not rest assured that other people would take care of them, so they had to come in person.

Mo Shaoheng was worried that his grandmother would be too unfilial if he was so busy every day.

As a result, grandma didn't mind at all, and the smile on her face turned into a flower every day.

"This kid is prettier than Shaoheng's when he was little."

There is also Tianfei, originally it was inconvenient for her to leave the palace, but she went to the saint to make trouble every day, and the saint couldn't stand the noise, so she granted the privilege of leaving the palace for the concubine Tian.

It's good now, grandmother, Mo Shaoheng's mother concubine, Concubine Tian, ​​spends her days around the baby in the crib, but Mo Shaoheng himself can't do anything.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

It really only needs to be raised like an ordinary child, there is no need to collect thousands of pets in one body.

But probably no one listened to him.

"This child is born different, can he just make do with it?"

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Well, let them make a fuss, he just can't help it.

As time went by, although His Royal Highness in Prince Yan's Mansion was amazed, he became the object of discussion in every household.

But it also seems to be accepted by all for his birth.

This is what Mo Shaoheng wants most.

Couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

……

Unknowingly, King Qin's army led by Zhao Di went to Nanli for two years.

Although, it seemed that the arrangements had been made properly before, but this war would not end in ten and a half months.

Fortunately, the situation is becoming clearer.

The news Mo Shaoheng got was that every time a pass was broken down, the local people would be directly arranged to start planting rice.

The moment the rice was harvested, there was a sensation in the whole Nanli.

The people in Nanli, who still couldn't believe that there were crops four or five times higher than millet in the world, were directly convinced.

Rice can be harvested twice a year.

Crazy news spread throughout Nanli.

The result is...

Wherever King Qin's army went south, the common people greeted them in a narrow way.

They are all waiting for their saint to re-enter Lidu, so that they will really have a good life.

The logistical problem that I was worried about was no longer a problem at all, because the common people took out their own melons, fruits and food for support.

Nan Yi also met nobles from all over the country and prestigious clan elders among the common people.

These nobles and common people were moved so much.

No way, because Nan Yi was influenced by Mo Shaoheng since he was a child, he didn't think he was a saint, so he would look down on local nobles, let alone ordinary people.

The kind of things that are revealed from the bottom of the bone can naturally be felt by people, not just for show.

The impact of this grace is really too great.

Therefore, wherever their army passed by, there was a sound of joyful boiling.

This atmosphere continues to spread at an unimaginable speed.

The consequence is that, farther and farther away, they began to spontaneously support King Qin's army.

King Qin's army heading south was invincible and powerful.

But even so, by the time Zhao Di and the others joined forces with Situ Jiannan's army, it was already the end of two years.

And at the moment of joining forces, the rebels in Lidu knew they were doomed, and all resistance was nothing but a dying struggle.

It has been three years since Mo Shaoheng got the news that Zhao Di and the others moved back to Beijing.

When Zhao Di and the others officially come back, it may take two or three months.

In Wuyi Lane, a two- or three-year-old child was carefully surrounded by a group of small shopkeepers such as Dou Zi, for fear of falling.

"Our little Highness is very precious, we have to look after it."

"It's not, even a single bump will do."

Mo Shaoheng shook his head as he watched, sometimes he would bring his children to Bird Clothes Lane, and every time these little peddlers came, they were overjoyed.

Because...it is very difficult for the officials in the imperial court to see their little highness, but the prince made them look at his little highness.

Moreover, their little Highness looks very good-looking, as if pecked out by a jade carving, and they especially like it when they look at it.

Mo Shaoheng looked at the glutinous rice dumpling whose calf was bouncing up and down, and hugged anyone's thigh when he saw it: "..."

The disadvantage of playing with too many people is that they never admit to being strangers, and anyone can hug them for a laugh, and the little shopkeepers like it very much.

One turn and one accurate.

However, such a baby is also easy to bring.

Mo Shaoheng didn't have much experience in raising babies, but he took care of them well and carelessly.

"My lord, are you going to take your Highness to watch a shadow puppet show tonight?"

Mo Shaoheng shook his head.

A group of peddlers said oh, they made an appointment today to watch a shadow puppet show together.

In the past three years, Liangjing's business has become unimaginably rich.

The world sees the Eastern Tang Dynasty for its prosperity, and the world's business sees Beiliang.

In the past three years, factories have not only been established in Liangjing, but factories in other cities have also been established one after another.

Because Beiliang's products have really gone to various countries, the demand is too great.

With the power of one country, various commodities are provided to other countries. These factories are also established because of the demand.

And in each city, with these factories, the people have jobs, and life naturally improves.

The tax revenue of the imperial court has also become richer.

The imperial court had money, and the construction of cement roads did not stop at all.

Because Beiliang has seen the benefits of cement roads, its construction is the real reason why businessmen from various countries are willing to come to Beiliang to do business.

It's so convenient.

It fully embodies Mo Shaoheng's point of view of building roads before getting rich.

In Beiliang now, there are already quite a few cities connected by concrete roads.

Mo Shaoheng also said at the Golden Palace, "We have realized the city-to-city connection from the beginning, and then slowly started to realize the village-to-village connection."

"The cement road not only brings prosperity to our business, but also brings convenience to the people of Beiliang."

At that time, Mo Shaoheng's words shocked many people.

It is impossible to imagine that the entire village in Beiliang is connected by cement roads, what kind of shocking picture it will be.

Beiliang will unleash the feat of all ages.

Of course, such a thing cannot be realized in a short time.

……

Some more time passed.

Finally, Zhao Di and Beiliang's generals returned triumphantly.

Their return also showed that the situation in Nanli had stabilized.

Mo Shaoheng was also relieved that Nan Yi had re-entered Lidu, so he didn't have to worry about it in the future, Nan Yi had grown up too.

On this day, there were too many people who went to the gate of the city to welcome the triumphant army.

Not only the gate of the city, but even the cement road was full of people.

Because, the victory of the army, that is to say, the rice planting agreement signed by Beiliang and Nanli has come into effect. To some extent, the problem of insufficient grain production in Beiliang has been solved.

In the future, no matter how big a natural disaster occurs, they will not be at a loss as before. Unless Beiliang and Nanli have accidents at the same time, this mutually beneficial situation will be broken.

In the distance, the team returning to Beijing can already be seen.

Zhao Di was riding on a horse with a tall head, looking a lot more mature and mighty.

Quite the momentum of returning from the battlefield.

At this time, a group of teenagers shouted by the side of the cement road, "Your Highness, Your Highness!"

Zhao Di took a look at these energetic teenagers, and they looked familiar.

Isn't this the little shopkeepers in Mo Shaoheng's heart?

In the past three years, even the little shopkeeper has become a crisp and tender boy.

The changes are really big.

The little shopkeepers are white and tender, and they can be seen to be well-raised by Mo Shaoheng, and they have a temperament that is different from any teenagers in other places.

Optimistic, cheerful, sunny.

Just like the most beautiful flower in the morning sun, it blooms so well.

However, when Zhao Di listened carefully to the words of these little shopkeepers, he was immediately stunned.

"Your Highness, if you don't come back, your son can go to the streets to make soy sauce by himself."

"That's right, that's right, Your Highness is running really fast now."

Zhao Di: "..."

What are these little peddlers talking about?

his son?

He has a son of Hammer.

However, as he walked towards the city.

More and more voices were heard.

"Congratulations Your Highness, your little Highness is also very good-looking, I was lucky enough to see him once in the street, tsk tsk, that is really a gift from heaven."

"I heard that your highness can walk in January, talk in February, and study elementary school in March. That is the birth of a heaven and man." This is just hearsay, and there is no such thing at all.

The more Zhao Di listened, the more confused he became.

How does it feel like he really has a son?

Everyone knows it, but he doesn't.

From a distance, I saw a man standing at the gate of the city, who was as beautiful as before.

The only difference is that there is a small glutinous rice dumpling standing at this person's feet, hugging his thigh and peeking from behind.

Zhao Di walked up.

Mo Shaoheng: "Congratulations, you are now a father."

Don't blame him for not sending a letter to inform him, it was the sage who said that if King Yan comes back and surprises him, he can't go against it.

I just don't know whether Zhao Di, who suddenly knew that he wanted to be a father, was more surprised or happy.

Zhao Di opened his eyes wide, "You...you say it again?"