Great Imperial Merchant

Daliang's way of continuing the offspring is cruel and tender. As two partners, only one of them will eat the Zhu Yuwan, and from then on, the one who bears it will have children.The folk customs in Daliang are simple, and it is really painful to have children, so most of the couples are very loyal to each other, they work hard together for their own small family, and give each other the love of their lives.

Because I know that it is hard to come by, I cherish it even more.

After Yang Zhongyuan said this, until they returned to the East Chamber, Cheng Weizhe was still in a daze.

He really didn't expect that Yang Zhongyuan had already eaten Zhu Yuwan. After all, in the consciousness of ordinary people, only those who were engaged or married would receive Zhu Yuwan.

And where did Yang Zhongyuan get the Zhu Yuwan, and when did he take it?

At this moment, only their family lives in the East Wing. The two elders and Xu Xiaotian have already rested. There are many bedrooms in the East Wing, so it is convenient for them to live in one room.

Seeing that Cheng Weizhe was in a daze all the way, Yang Zhongyuan couldn't help but smiled and said to him: "What? I've taken that medicine, are you so surprised?"

Cheng Weizhe sat silently on the chair in the hall, looked up at Yang Zhongyuan seriously: "Xiao Yuan, did you eat it because you entered the palace?"

Hearing that he asked so straightforwardly, Yang Zhongyuan's eyes flickered, but he still nodded and admitted: "Everyone in the palace has taken that medicine, except...except the Holy One."

With his simple words, Cheng Weizhe seemed to be enlightened, and he immediately figured it out.

In order to ensure the purity of the royal heirs, it is inevitable that all palace people in the palace must eat Zhu Yuwan.

Thinking about it this way, Cheng Weizhe suddenly felt a pain in his heart. Before he knew it, Yang Zhongyuan had already taken care of everything by himself.Even though he had never seen anyone else eat Zhu Yu Wan, everyone in Daliang knew how painful it was after eating it.

Thinking of this, Cheng Weizhe felt uncomfortable all over. He looked at Yang Zhongyuan and said softly, "Xiao Yuan, come here."

Many years have passed, and Yang Zhongyuan didn't pay much attention to this matter, or he forced himself not to care.

"What's wrong?" Yang Zhongyuan walked slowly to Cheng Weizhe and asked him with a smile.

Cheng Weizhe stretched out his hands and hugged him into his arms: "It's nothing, I just want to hug you."

Yang Zhongyuan smiled and put his arms around his shoulders.

The two hugged quietly for a long time before Cheng Weizhe asked, "When is it?"

The question was endless, but Yang Zhongyuan understood it immediately. He paused, but still answered softly: "It's the first year."

The first year, that is, the first year he left Danluo and was brought into Beijing.Yang Zhongyuan was only ten years old that year.

A ten-year-old boy, alone in the deep palace, silently ate Zhu Yuwan.When the pain hit, he had no relatives or friends by his side, and was lonely and at a loss.

After hearing his answer, Cheng Weizhe hugged him even harder. He wished he could integrate this man into his flesh and blood, and use all his strength to defend and protect him so that he would not suffer any more.

"Xiao Yuan, did it hurt at that time?" Cheng Weizhe said hoarsely.

He felt that his mouth was full of bitterness, his eyes were watery, and even his fingertips seemed to be in pain.

But the person in his arms chuckled, and gently stroked his hair with his slender hands: "I was young at that time, I don't remember it very clearly, it didn't hurt very much."

His voice was so soft, like a wisp of smoke, faintly floating in Cheng Weizhe's heart, but it made him feel even more distressed.

How can it not hurt?Many people take Zhu Yu Wan after they are in their twenties, and they will be sad for a whole day and night before they can gradually recover, let alone children who are only ten years old and not strong in pain tolerance.

Cheng Weizhe buried his face in Yang Zhongyuan's arms, listening to his heartbeat quietly.

He vowed in his heart that no matter what, he would use his greatest efforts in the future to give Yang Zhongyuan the best and most comfortable life.

Yang Zhongyuan sat softly in Cheng Weizhe's arms, their two bodies pressed tightly together, and even each other's hearts warmed up accordingly.

Those sufferings seem to have passed, but they still seem to be in front of us.

Yang Zhongyuan recalled that in the midsummer of that year, he and Emperor Ruijia were lying in the narrow side room next to Jinliang Palace, enduring uncontrollable pain.The pain that changes the body is really uncomfortable.

At the beginning, he was afraid of other people in the room, so he didn't dare to shout loudly, but later, the pain hit his forehead so much that he couldn't care about anything else.

As if overnight, the two teenagers changed.

At that time, the two of them were just the last little palace people in Jinliang Palace. They had to get up before dawn to clean and scrub all the things in the imperial study. The engraving wipes off the invisible dust bit by bit.At that time, the two of them were nothing, and even their lives did not belong to them.

In the first two years, his hands were always in pain, because he had to soak in water every day, and there was no medicine. He contracted frostbite in winter, but he couldn't rest for a day, and he still had to work with water.

And now Shen Xijing, who has become Emperor Ruijia, is doing the same job as him.

Speaking of which, the two of them have known each other since Wei Mo.

So later Emperor Ruijia made his way step by step, and finally became Emperor Rui's favorite emperor, and Yang Zhongyuan never envied him.Why be jealous?It was not easy for Shen Xijing to obtain his present happiness, and all he thought about in his heart was congratulations.

At that time, he felt that Emperor Rui and Emperor Ruijia were the two most compatible people in the world.

But now, Yang Zhongyuan hugged Cheng Weizhe's shoulders tightly, and whispered: "Azhe, I feel very happy now, the past is over, and we still have a long future, we will work together to be happier, right? "

Although Cheng Weizhe didn't say anything, Yang Zhongyuan knew that Cheng Weizhe must feel sorry for him to the extreme at this moment.

This person has been thinking about him since he was a child. No matter what he has experienced, Yang Zhongyuan has always thanked God for allowing him to meet his future lover when he was just born in this world, and then grow up together.

After Yang Zhongyuan finished speaking, he didn't continue. It seemed that after a long time, Cheng Weizhe said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Yuan, I want to kiss you, okay?"

Well, how could it be bad?Yang Zhongyuan let go of his hand slightly, and lowered his head to look into Cheng Weizhe's eyes.

How much affection is hidden in those dark eyes?

Bewitched by him, Yang Zhongyuan slowly lowered his head, bringing their lips close to each other, and then exchanged a long kiss.

Eight days later, the main house where they were to live was cleaned up.

Originally, the main house was the Jiang family's long-term residence, so it was still very upright. As long as it was repainted, the beams and eaves tiles were repaired, and the inside and outside were cleaned, it immediately became like a new house.

Because time is tight and I also take care of the masons, I put several braziers in the house while I was painting the walls.Although it was winter, when I walked into the living room on the first floor, I didn't feel cold and damp, but rather dry and warm.

Zhou Quanxu is a very clean person. Seeing his sons busy with business affairs, he took Han Shiqian to clean up the house again. There was no one living here for a while, but it still needs to be cleaned carefully.

Xu Xiaotian was taken care of by two grandpas during this time, so he became closer to them. When he saw Han Shiqian wiping the doorpost with a clean rag very naturally, he was a little stunned: "Grandpa Han, so you can still work."

Zhou Quanxu happened to be passing by, and after hearing this, he glanced at Han Shiqian: "Why shouldn't he work."

Xu Xiaotian thought for a while, and said: "I always feel that Grandpa Han is more handsome than the teacher in the village at that time, and he looks very powerful, so he shouldn't work."

Zhou Quanxu listened, snorted, and rubbed the rag vigorously.

Seeing them like one big and one small, Han Shiqian couldn't laugh or cry: "Xiaotian, grandpa used to live alone, so of course he knows how to work."

After hearing this, Xu Xiaotian couldn't hide the admiration in his eyes: "Grandpa Han, you are so amazing! Xiaotian admires you so much."

Although he knew that this brat liked Han Shiqian very much, Zhou Quanxu was not very happy when he heard it. He curled his lips, stood up with a clean rag, walked to another pillar, and wiped it quickly.

When he was young, he worked as a helper everywhere, and later entered the Yang family, where he still did rough cleaning.His way of wiping things was very crisp and neat. After wiping, there was not even a watermark on the pillar. It was clean and shiny, and he looked like an old hand.

"Xiaotian, come and take a look, it's good that grandpa wiped it." Zhou Quanxu said proudly.

Xu Xiaotian is very smart, although he is young, he can speak quite well, he leaned forward to take a look, and seeing that it was really clean, he exclaimed in surprise: "Grandpa, you are so powerful, and Xiaotian admires you very much. "

After Zhou Quanxu heard this, he felt much more comfortable. He looked over to Han Shiqian's position, but saw him looking at him with a smile.

He has a gentle smile, elegant blue clothes, gentle and refined, he is the most outstanding person Zhou Quanxu has ever seen in his life.

Han Shiqian, whoever sees him, will praise him for his elegance.He was born in an aristocratic family, practiced tea ceremony since he was a child, suffered hardships in his early years, and then retreated to live in seclusion.He has an air of tranquility and peace, which is difficult to imitate, and always compares others to the mud.

When we first met, it wasn't that Zhou Quanxu couldn't understand his hesitating ink marks, he had a little inferiority complex.

He is a rough man who can't read a few big characters, and he has been busy working and cleaning all his life. To be honest, there is no way to compare with Han Shiqian.He also admired people like Han Shiqian in his heart, but he didn't know how to get along with him.

So he always put on a bad face of impatience to protect what little self-esteem he has left.

Now along the way, the two of them are familiar with each other, but he is also more and more ashamed in his inferiority complex.It was not his original intention to treat Han Shiqian like this. If possible, he also wanted to have tea and chat with this new friend instead of confronting him like this.

Zhou Quanxu saw that Han Shiqian's eyes were so clear, as if he could see through everything, he was like a cat with its hair blown, and he said: "I went upstairs to clean up, you stay in the living room and work hard." He didn't turn his head back. up.

Xu Xiaotian glanced at Han Shiqian blankly: "What's wrong with Grandpa?"

Han Shiqian's smile became stronger, he bent down, and touched Xu Xiaotian's hair with clean hands: "Your grandpa, he is joking with us. Xiaotian, grandpa treats you so well, you must be filial to him in the future, you know ?"

Xu Xiaotian nodded: "Well, Xiaotian will be obedient and will be filial to all of you!"