Open a milk tea shop in the martial arts world

As soon as May entered, a small thing happened.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, the eldest son of the emperor, Zhao Huan, threw off his attendants and secretly rode a horse out to play.

Huizong was so angry that he offended many palace people. The medical officers of the imperial medical office stayed up all night in front of the emperor's eldest son's bed. However, considering the medical level of this era, even if he barely recovered in the later period, he could not walk normally like ordinary people.

After Tan Xiao heard about this incident, he had an intuition that he had something to do with Shenhou. A prince who is not good at conduct basically has no chance with the throne, and there will never be Song Qinzong again.

With his skill and ability, although he will not do anything to Huizong who is still in that seat for the time being, it is still easy for a prince who is only ten years old to get rid of such a destructive time bomb.

It's just that in the past two days, she can see that Wuqing is in a bad mood, and he seems to be very contradictory.

Tan Xiao can understand after a little thought. In the long run, it is a good thing for this precarious country that Zhao Huan can no longer be in power.

But no matter what, he is still an innocent ten-year-old child, and nothing in the future has happened, and he has not had time to do evil.

Ruining a child's life for the sake of the future that hasn't come yet, even though he didn't do it himself, is enough to make him feel uncomfortable.

She understood his embarrassment and pain, but she couldn't help him at all. All she could do was stay by his side and distract him.

These things only happened in the palace, and did not spread to the outside world, so it had nothing to do with her.

The days after marriage have not changed much compared to before, it seems that there is just one more place to stay.

Sometimes she doesn't want to go home to live, so Wuqing will move the business to be done at night and live with her in the shop.

She redecorated the bedroom, bought a lot of furniture from the mall, and put a large desk and chair in the corner, enough for him to work.

When he was working, she would find something to do by herself, read books and practice big characters, and the two of them would not interfere with each other and enjoy themselves.

Sometimes he would talk to her bit by bit about the affairs of the court, and when he talked a lot, she gradually realized how naive and optimistic her previous thoughts were.

This precarious Song Dynasty cannot be saved by killing a few corrupt officials. Reality and imagination are different.

Redundant officials, redundant soldiers, redundant expenses, poor and weak... If these problems are not resolved, killing ten more Cai Jing will not help.

Why is the voice of the main peace faction firmly suppressing the main war faction? Are those people all greedy for life, fear of death, short-sighted and ignorant rats who seek skins from tigers?

The achievements and wars of the past dynasties were all fought with the flesh and blood of the people.Take the military expenditure as an example. Last year alone, it was as high as more than 4000 million yuan, accounting for 5000% of the total income of the Song Dynasty. If there were frequent wars, this figure would have to be increased a lot, and it would not be less than 1000 yuan. Wan Guan, the difference between the two is about [-] million Guan.

And if there is a peace negotiation with the Liao Kingdom of Xixia, the imperial court will only pay 30 guan every year. 30 is insignificant compared to 1000 million.

Under the system of feudal agricultural society, where does the cost to maintain a war come from, it can only be taxes.

Where does the tax come from? It comes from the people who lie on the ground and dig food from the soil.

But how does the dignity of a country compare with the stability of the people?Which is more important?

She couldn't think of an answer, and she wasn't going to find troubles and get entangled in these political affairs. Everything was up to them, and she just needed to live her little life happily every day.

In the blink of an eye, it was June, and the rain became more and more abundant. One moment, the sky was cloudless and clear, but the next moment, there was a gust of wind, and it was gloomy that it was about to rain.

Coming out of Shenhou's Mansion, Wuqing turned around and went to the market that was completely opposite to his home.

I don't know if it's because the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Tan Xiao has always lost his appetite recently. He often gets full after only a few mouthfuls, and his energy is not very good. He looks a little tired.

He was worried, but he didn't think there was any other reason, so he planned to buy some snacks and fruits that she usually loved.

Young Master Qingjun stood away from the long body, quietly standing in front of the restaurant stall, waiting for the pie seller to wrap up his portion.

After wandering around the market, when he came out, he carried seven or eight large and small paper bags in his hand, such an image, no one would associate it with the four famous arresters.

Not long after entering the door, before he reached the bedroom, Tan Xiao, who was running in the yard, jumped up like a bird, hugged his waist and acted sweetly: "Brother Xiao Yu, you are back."

Wu Qing was already used to the new titles she gave him every now and then, he smiled slightly, and walked slowly into the room, letting a person hanging on his waist who was too lazy to walk stiffly fall behind him.

He opened a paper bag, which contained three different colors of lotus flower cakes. The aroma of lard and the sweetness of bean paste came over his face.

Ruthlessly picked up a piece and handed it to her lips: "You didn't eat anything this morning, and you didn't eat much at noon, try this, do you like it?"

But Tan Xiao took two steps back as if facing a formidable enemy. She covered her mouth and retched uncomfortably, and said with a painful face: "Take it a little farther away, I feel uncomfortable when I smell it."

Wuqing's expression changed in an instant: "I'll go to the doctor to have a look."

"It's just a gastrointestinal problem, it will be fine in two days, don't make such a fuss..." Tan Xiao said weakly.

The doctor will prescribe medicine when he comes, and she doesn't want to drink those traditional Chinese medicines that are so bitter that people's soul will go out of their bodies.

Ruthlessly refused to listen to her, he walked out of the house quickly, called a guard outside, and ran to invite a doctor back.

Tan Xiao was still struggling: "I'm really fine, don't call me a doctor, okay, just now I couldn't stand the smell, now I'm fine, if you don't believe me, let me show you."

In order to prove that she has a better body after eating Ma Ma Xiang, she took a bite of half of the lotus cake, and within three seconds after eating it, she vomited it all out.

Ruthlessly caressing her back, her eyes as cold as snow were filled with worry, she suddenly paused, and asked, "Did you not come for your menstruation this month?"

Tan Xiao raised his head in a daze, as if he hadn't realized it, and after a while, he said, "No way..."

With a flash of ruthless eyes, he poured a cup of tea for her to drink slowly, with a joy that could not be concealed no matter how suppressed it was on his face.

Tan Xiao is already stupid. She counted the days. After her menstrual holiday at the beginning of last month, she has not been here until the end of the month. Could it be that she is really pregnant?

No, she's only 19 years old, and she's only been married for three months. She hasn't had a sweet enough two-person world yet.

The doctor came soon, and after taking the pulse, he stroked his long white beard and smiled: "Your Madam, this is a happy pulse. I have been pregnant for more than a month."

Tan Xiaoru was struck by lightning, and after a long time, she stretched out her hand to press her lower abdomen, and said in a daze, "I... am I really pregnant?"

She didn't feel anything, her lower abdomen was still flat, did she already have a baby inside?She felt so unreal.

The doctor chuckled: "The month is still young, and the pregnancy has not yet settled down. The first three months are a dangerous period, so you must be more careful. I will give you a prescription to protect your pregnancy. You follow the prescription to grab the medicine. "

Tan Xiao subconsciously nodded his thanks, his mind was already flying and he didn't know where to go.

He thanked the doctor mercilessly, asked a lot of precautions, and wrapped a big red envelope, and personally sent the person out of the door.

When he came back again, Tan Xiao was still sitting on the chair and wandering away. He squatted halfway in front of her, gently stroking her belly with one hand, and said in a deep and hoarse voice, "Xiaoxiao, we have a baby."

Tan Xiao's mind was in a state of confusion at this moment, he felt happy and worried at one moment, mixed with all kinds of feelings, completely unable to respond to his words.

Wuqing came back from the extreme joy, only to find that her face was not right, and he thumped in his heart, hesitantly asked: "Are you... unhappy?"

Tan Xiao looked at the handsome face in front of him like a banished fairy, tears suddenly slipped down like broken pearls.She got up and threw herself on his shoulder, sobbing.

It's not intentional to act like this to make him worry, it's really hard to control the ups and downs, even I don't know what I'm crying about, I just feel a pang of breath in my heart, and I must vent it like this to be more comfortable.

Standing up with her arms ruthlessly, he carried her to the bed and put her down, and took a handkerchief to wipe away her tears bit by bit.

He sat on the edge of the bed and watched her sobbing, his heart ached unspeakably, he could only grab her and hug her tightly, carefully avoiding the position of the abdomen.

After crying for a long time, Tan Xiao finally calmed down. She looked at the ruthlessness on her silent face that was no longer joyful, and said slowly: "I'm not unhappy, but I suddenly remembered my parents. If they know that I live here Very happy, and already married and pregnant, I must be so happy."

Wu Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he stroked her lower abdomen gently and slowly with one hand, and said emotionally: "They must be able to feel it."

As he spoke, he put his face on her lower abdomen, closed his eyes, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, carefully feeling the newborn unformed little life.

Seeing him so happy, Tan Xiao felt sweet in his heart.His hand gently touched his still very flat belly, which was a completely different feeling from touching it himself.

The calm and resolute strength from the man slowly injected into her body, she squinted her eyes like a cat, enjoying the most intimate caress from her husband.

She suddenly thought of a question: "Do you want me to give birth to a boy or a girl?"

Wu Qing looked at her with a gentle smile: "As long as it was born by you, I like it."

Tan Xiao pursed his lips and moaned: "You are saying this to make me happy now, if you give birth to a girl by then, will you..."

Ruthlessly interrupted his wife's unreasonable troubles, he buried his head and kissed her almost out of breath, until she beat his shoulders with both hands.

He put his arms around her still thin back, and whispered in her ear: "If I give birth to a girl like you, I will be very happy."

Tan Xiao gave him a light hammer, bit his lip and said, "It's beyond my control to have boys and girls..."

With a ruthless chuckle, she kissed him again. She put her arms around his neck, and a sense of happiness as sweet as honey filled the entire atrium.

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