Qingshan happily went back and told Linglong that Bai Rushu had saved the children of Qingshan Academy and several princes and princesses. He must be a talented prime minister.
Linglong squinted her eyes and looked at Qingshan: "You have a true heart, and you are indeed born to be a member of the royal family~"
Qingshan cooked pigeon soup for Linglong to nourish.
At every meal, Linglong was fed and drank with his own hands. Linglong would lie down except for moving her mouth.
Qingshan watched closely, not letting her move anywhere, for fear that she might do something wrong.
The warm soft cloth reached into the quilt and wiped her body. Keep her clean, nice and warm.
Qingshan takes care of Linglong, while Ying'er and Chanjuan take care of the child. In order to facilitate breastfeeding, Yang Shu's family of three moved to the second bedroom of the luxurious wooden house. Every hour, Chanjuan would carry the child to Yang Shu's house to let the child breastfeed.
Xiumei provided delicious food and plenty of oil and water for every meal, and Yangshu drank plenty of pig's trotters and peanut soup.
Seven or eight days passed in the blink of an eye.
The child has gained weight, and his face has changed from wrinkled to smooth and fair.
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On this day, when Qingshan came out of space, he received news that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had returned to the court and escorted back the fugitive national master of Wei State.
Qingshan went back to the space first to tell Linglong, took Linglong out of the space, settled in the bedroom to rest, and went to invite Qi Jungon.
The brother-in-law still only has his sister in his heart as before: "I heard that you personally take care of the confinement?"
Qingshan bowed: "Yes, Brother Huang."
"How was the service? I went to see Linglong."
Qingshan knew that there was nothing worse than seeing Linglong anxious.
When the two of them arrived in the bedroom, Linglong opened her eyes lazily: "Brother Emperor~"
Qi Jungong felt sorry for his sister at first, and then he hugged Xiao Baozi and kissed her: "Oh, it's so cute~ She looks so much like me."
Qingshan rolled his eyes, how does he look like you? She obviously looks like my wife.
Qi Jungon said again: "My nephew is like my uncle~"
Qingshan sighed, OK, OK, everything you said is right.
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Qi Jungon held the child in his arms for an hour, and the child was so hungry that he cried and cried without letting go. Chanjuan forcefully snatched it away and carried her to the next door to nurse.
He retracted his hand angrily, stared at Chanjuan's leaving figure, and curled his lips: "The little female doctor is really vicious! Be careful, I want you to go back, I will make things difficult for you every day! Humph!"
When Linglong heard this, she thought~~~Why are you asking people to go back and braid their braids every day, wasting their youth? It's okay if it's a house repossession.
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Qingshan and Jun Gong arrived at the cell to interrogate Wei Guoguo.
The screen retreats left and right.
Qingshan Jungon came face to face with the national master.
The other party snorted: "Primitive man."
Qingshan nodded: "The bastards in the 'post-destruction era' have the nerve to laugh at us? You have ruined a good world, you are stupid and inferior."
Jun Gong didn't understand, so he blinked his eyes and looked at the two people who were at war with each other quietly.
The national master was stunned: "How do you know? The Ye family also has mind transfer technology?"
Qingshan hugged his shoulders: "Stop talking nonsense! The overall situation has been decided. Your mission has failed and you can't change history. Is there anything else you want to say? Say it quickly. This is your last chance to speak."
The Imperial Master paused and said, "There's nothing to say! You ants, primitive people who don't even have electricity and are armed with cold weapons! Why do you occupy such a good world?"
Qingshan chuckled: "We are ancestors."
The Imperial Master was stunned for a moment, then struggled. He was tied to the chair and could not move. He roared angrily: "I want to get into your head!"
Qingshan snorted: "With your energy, in the Sheng Kingdom era, I can only send you one. What's so crazy about it?"
The Imperial Master frowned, with a fierce look in his eyes: "New ideas will come. There will be another group of people to assassinate! This is just the beginning! From the time the child is born to the time he gives birth to children and grandchildren, we will send out new ideas from generation to generation. If you come, you will succeed sooner or later!"
Qingshan shrugged: "What if everyone with the surname Ming died? What if everyone was locked in a dungeon and died of old age without any offspring? There would be no mind transfer technology."
The Imperial Master's expression changed: "What?"
"The Ming family in the dungeon will live in darkness for the rest of their lives, thanks to you."
The Imperial Master suddenly shook his head in relief and laughed mysteriously: "If you succeed in imprisoning the Ming family, the Ming family will have no descendants, and I will not be sent to the Sheng Kingdom era by the descendants of the Ming family.
If nothing existed, I wouldn't be here at all. I am now sitting here, wearing this ancient human body, which proves that the Ming family succeeded in saving themselves and continued to multiply. "
Qingshan thought for a moment that this was indeed the case.
He punched the Imperial Master's nose in anger.
The flat face was covered in blood.
Qingshan glared and said angrily: "I can't take care of what happens next. I can take care of today's things~ Let you hunt down my wife!"
Dang-dang-dang, click-click, click-click, click-click...
The iron fist was so strong that it even collapsed the Imperial Master's chest and the chair under his buttocks.
Qingshan got angry and stood up, only to see that Qi Jungon was splashed with blood.
Qi Jungon swallowed his saliva. He had to think carefully before talking to his brother-in-law in the future.
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Qingshan returned to the bedroom and took Linglong into the space. He went to take a shower and changed his clothes before returning to Linglong's bedside.
"Daughter-in-law, we have imprisoned all the Ming family members in the dungeon, and we planned to feed them three meals a day until they die of old age.
Without descendants, there would be no assassins from the future who would come to our time.
But the national master is right. If our imprisonment method is successful, how can we meet him? There must be no descendants of the Ming family. "
"So, our imprisonment must have been damaged. For example, they escaped successfully a few years later, or there was some reason to let them go. What can we do? This matter is endless. Do we want to kill them all? "
Linglong let out a long sigh: "Maybe this is the fate of you and me, and this is the fate of the descendants of the surname Ye.
If it is fate, even if you kill them one by one, you will not be able to kill them due to chance.
Forget it, let nature take its course. They will come as soon as they come, and our soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth. Just think of it as a game of him chasing me and hiding. "
Qingshan frowned: "But our little Anyi has to guard against being assassinated from birth. Our ancestors have been living in such a dangerous situation for generations."
Linglong raised her eyes: "So what! Our little Anyi can definitely protect ourselves. There is no such sense of crisis for generations that forces people named Ye to live vigilantly. In the end, there may not be people named Ye who survive in the 'post-destruction era'. These disasters, It is also the way of teaching that allows them to survive.”
Qingshan nodded: "Yes, if it weren't for the urgent life of our ancestors, perhaps this surname would have died out long ago. They went through hardships and struggled to survive, and finally developed new methods to open the boundary between the macro world and the micro world. All their experiences were... Teacher's way."
Linglong nodded happily: "This is to be born in sorrow and die in happiness. The sorrow and comfort we want to give our children is to know how to stop it."
Qingshan nodded: "A moderate amount of worry and a moderate amount of comfort can help children grow better."
