"You will contact Grandma Li early tomorrow morning. Whether it is successful or not, we will surely have news by then."
Liu Yan nodded quickly. She just hoped that things would go well, otherwise she would be afraid that someone would die again in the girl's courtyard.
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"Zheng'er, stop riding and sit in the carriage with grandma to talk."
The old lady's eyes were earnest and full of love.
The old lady loved her only grandson to the core.
Yan Yuanzheng knew what the old lady was going to say. He had heard many of them countless times.
Yan Yuanzheng still got into the carriage.
He was tall and straight, but just sitting in made the broad carriage feel a little cramped.
"Grandma, my grandson will leave Beijing in half a month at most."
"Grandma knows."
"Then how can you guarantee that Mrs. Xu will be able to conceive an heir within half a month, and that it will be the son that grandma wants?"
Yan Yuanzheng knew the old lady's obsession.
I want him to leave incense for the Yan family.
He can still control the military operations, but the birth of a boy or a girl is destined by God.
The old lady shook her head: "Don't worry, if Mrs. Xu can get pregnant, she will definitely have a son."
The contraceptive medicine that Mother Li found came from Yaowang Valley and is very rare and hard to find in the world.
If it weren't for Zheng'er's outstanding military exploits, it would have been impossible for the people of Yaowang Valley to give this medicine to the Yan family.
But it was difficult for the old lady to say these words to Yan Yuanzheng.
She knew that this grandson would definitely suspect that he was heresy.
"How can grandma be so sure?"
The old lady's attitude was that of Yan Yuanzheng, her brows furrowed.
"If it is really a daughter, what should the grandmother do?"
He had one daughter at a time, and the old lady only felt unlucky.
The old lady didn't speak, but Yan Yuanzheng had already understood her attitude.
"Grandma, if my grandson really has a daughter, I don't want her to be disliked by anyone, let alone make her feel sorry for not being a man."
The atmosphere in the carriage became quiet for a while. The old lady noticed that Yan Yuanzheng was unhappy, so she quickly spoke:
"Zheng'er, even if Xu gave birth to a girl, grandma would be happy. Grandma doesn't have time to love your child, so how can she dislike it? Grandma has never treated your sister badly, holding it in the palm of her hand. Don't you still trust grandma? "
Since ancient times, only men can inherit the family business, so there is nothing wrong with her wanting a great-grandson.
Moreover, although the treatment of her only granddaughter is not as good as the treatment of Yan Yuanzheng, the old lady thinks she is worthy of her dead son.
Yan Yuanzheng remained silent.
He knew the old lady too well, she would definitely dislike him.
When my sister was born, my grandmother never had a smile on her face.
Yan Yuanzheng was so insecure, which made the old lady anxious. She lowered her head and wiped her tears with emotion:
"Zheng'er, my grandmother is old and won't live for a few more years. You should do it for your grandmother."
"The Yan family has an heir. It will be a hundred years before my grandmother has the nerve to go underground to meet your grandfather."
Yan Yuanzheng frowned, looking at the old lady bursting into tears, and thought of Xu Wan Ning who had been threatening her with death that night.
On the bed, her hand holding the hairpin trembled slightly, her eyes filled with tears, but her words were extremely decisive.
She doesn't want to consummate her marriage with him, is he going to be humiliated again?
"The Queen Mother and Her Majesty have said that this battle is dangerous. If you do anything wrong on the battlefield, the Yan family will be extinct. Who can grandma rely on in the future?"
When the old lady said this, her voice became a little hoarse.
Yan Yuanzheng shook his head: "My grandson will return safely."
He has this confidence.
"Grandma certainly hopes that you will return to Beijing safely, but what if it happens?" the old lady asked, "Even if you were victorious in every battle in the past, you are still mortal after all. Zheng'er, you only have one life."
Yan Yuanzheng lowered his eyes: "If my grandson really dies on the battlefield...this will be my grandson's glory. My grandson will not regret it, and my grandmother should be happy for her grandson."
"Happy?!" The old lady's voice was a bit sharp. The moment she raised her hand, she suddenly lowered it:
"How can your grandmother and your sister survive if you die?"
The old lady's voice trembled and her breathing became rapid.
Yan Yuanzheng narrowed his eyes and said, "My grandson and His Majesty have a life-and-death relationship. They are kings and ministers, and more importantly, brothers. Your Majesty will take good care of you for your grandson."
The old lady's eyes were sad, and she shook her head: "How can this be the same?"
The old lady didn't want to say any more. She understood her grandson's stubbornness.
The old lady looked at Yan Yuanzheng and said decisively: "If you want to force grandma to death, then get out of the car now and don't go back to the house tonight. I'm just waiting for you to return to Yan's house tomorrow to collect grandma's body."
The old lady threatened to die, and the atmosphere in the carriage dropped to freezing point.
Yan Yuanzheng was silent for a long time without saying a word, and the grandfather and grandson were silently confronting each other.
In the end, Yan Yuanzheng was defeated.
His eyes stayed on the old lady.
The old lady has lost her physical strength in recent years.
If he looked carefully, he could see that the old lady's temples were already gray and her eyes were cloudy.
The whole person looks much older than he did a few years ago.
At this moment, Yan Yuanzheng thought of some things from his childhood.
At that time, my grandfather, uncle, second uncle, and two cousins had already died in the battle.
He and his sister were the only ones left at home.
My father and mother are still fighting bloody battles on the border and front lines.
The day before, his grandmother was still holding him at home, fully expecting his father to return victorious. However, the next day, news of his parents' death came.
At a young age, he didn't know what it meant to lose his parents.
He only remembered that his grandmother held him and cried bitterly, and then cried and laughed:
"They are all gone!!! It's good that they are all gone! You are all gone! It's a clean death, leaving only us orphans and widowed mothers helpless. That's great! It's a great death!"
"You are all glorious, but how do you think about our lives?"
My grandmother cried until she fainted, then became seriously ill and became bald overnight.
When I saw him and his sister later, my grandmother gradually got better.
Thinking of these past events, Yan Yuanzheng finally softened his heart.
"My grandson is going back with his grandmother."
"Okay, okay, as long as Zheng'er agrees."
The old lady beamed instantly.
It's just that Yan Yuanzheng went to the study as soon as he returned home.
"Old lady, this..."
The old lady did not dare to press forward step by step.
"It's okay. Zheng'er has promised me that he will go. It's only evening now. Wait for another hour. Now go to Xu's place and give her some advice."
The old lady doesn't like Xu Wan Ning, not because of anything else, but because of her identity.
Although Xu Wan Ning was the daughter of the Hou family, she could not provide much help to Yan Yuanzheng.
Her status in the Hou Mansion was awkward, far inferior to that of Xu Wanyu.
In the eyes of the old lady, this is Xu Wanning's biggest fault.
When the imperial edict of marriage came down, she even blamed the late emperor.
The Yan family was full of loyal people, but the late emperor gave the fourth prince's unwanted girls to her Zheng'er.
The late emperor still remembers that the sons of the Yan family were out killing the enemy, and they died one after another.
But these people in the capital only want to have fun.
They completely forgot that without the Yan family, there would be no peaceful life today.
The old lady's heart has long been cold. In her heart, everyone owes their Yan family, including the emperor.
"May the Bodhisattva bless you, may everything go smoothly tonight, and Mrs. Xu will get a boy in one fell swoop."
The old lady knelt on the futon and offered incense religiously.
"I also want to wish my Zheng'er a safe and smooth return."
What kind of brotherly love?
Only Zheng'er believed it.
If the love was truly deep, Xu Wan Ning would not be the Yan family's wife now.
She had already experienced the coolness of tea when the late emperor was here.
If the Yan family has no heirs, how long will the Holy Emperor take care of them?
Guilt is always temporary.
If the Yan family wants to have long-term glory, in addition to their military exploits, they must have heirs.
The old lady sees this clearly than anyone else.
