"Okay! It's a baby! It's a boy!"
"Ah? It's a son! Thank God! Our ancestors bless us! Our ancestors bless me!"
The man bowed excitedly to heaven and earth, then took the son from the midwife's hands and rushed into the room.
"Ju'er, it's time to give birth! It's a son! Hahahaha, thank you for your hard work!"
The man excitedly handed the child to his wife. The woman on the bed, sweating profusely, turned her head with difficulty to look at the infant child, smiling happily.
"Choose a name!" the man said, looking at his wife eagerly.
The woman smiled and said, "How can a woman name her child? It's up to you to choose it."
"Okay! I hope our child will leave his name in Qingshu and create a scholarly family in my Yi family! Why not just call him Qingshu!"
The woman nodded gently: "Okay, Yi Qingshu, a good name."
"Okay~ Yi Qingshu, from now on the Yi family will rely on you to shine~!"
The man raised the child in his hand high, causing the woman to scold: "What are you doing! Don't scare the child!"
Only then did the man realize that he was a little carried away. He quickly held the child tightly in his arms and sat beside his wife's bed. The family of three enjoyed the sweet moment.
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"Sir, there was a flood in Chicheng and many people drowned... The food sold this month is not as good as last month."
"What? There's a flood in Chicheng? Then what kind of food can we sell? It feels like we should allocate some stored food for disaster relief!"
The butler frowned and said, "Sir, we are not a government official, so we can't do anything wrong..."
"You can go if you are told. Although we are businessmen, we must have a human conscience! Besides, everyone is dead, who will we sell our food to?" The man was a little angry and couldn't help but speak louder.
The housekeeper didn't dare to offend his master, so he nodded in agreement and turned around to go to work.
The woman came out and gently kneaded the man's shoulders: "Don't be too tired. There's nothing you can do about it."
In the corner, a little boy looked at this man with admiration on his face...
…
In the capital city, the road leading from the city gate to the palace was crowded with people. The people were all crowded on both sides of the road, wanting to see what kind of person the new champion was.
"Okay...this new top scholar is really majestic and majestic!"
"More than that? He's even more talented! I heard that more than a dozen chief executives were full of praise for this champion's article!"
"The number one scholar is so young, he must not be married yet. I don't know whose daughter can have such good luck..."
"Anyway. Don't even think about your old Li Tou's daughter~"
The people who were watching were talking a lot, and the champion passed by with great energy, and his gestures were very heroic.
On the city wall, surrounded by a group of shield-wielding guards and palace maids, a woman looked at the No. 1 Scholar with a wave of eyes and an expression on her face.
…
The streets of the capital were decorated with lights and colorful decorations. The children had not seen such a lively scene for a long time. Groups of children ran from East Street to West Alley, from Nanfang to Beishi, playing happily.
In the palace, the ministers were arranged in civil and military ranks and congratulated the emperor one after another.
"Congratulations to your majesty, congratulations to the princess, and congratulations to the consort!"
The number one scholar, who was already the prince-in-law, held the hand of the beauty beside him, stood at the emperor's head, and accepted the congratulations from all the officials.
"Today the princess is getting married, the whole country is celebrating! Promote my will and grant amnesty to the world!"
The whole world is shouting long live, and even this good-luck prince-in-law is grateful to the people...
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Time flies, and decades have passed in the blink of an eye.
Emperor Bintian has no children, which is a great worry for all the officials. In the end, they had no choice but to select an emperor's nephew from the side lineage and welcome him as the emperor.
The little emperor had been brought up by the princess since he was a child. He and the princess had the same affection as mother and son, and they were like a teacher and a student.
Even the identity of the old prince consort has also become higher and higher. Among the hundreds of officials, there is almost one person who is lower than ten thousand people.
Even the Wen Xiang of Daqi and the Zhou family bowed respectfully to the old consort and did not dare to neglect him.
Fortunately, the old consort didn't have any ambitions. No matter which official he was, the old consort was always polite and courteous, which attracted praise from all the officials.
Every day I just play with my grandson and play the piano and strings, but my life is quite happy.
As the years passed, the old consort lay on the bed, unable to speak. The princess cried and cried on the side, and finally she was supported by her children and grandchildren and left.
After his wife and children and grandchildren left, another person walked in slowly. The servants around him seemed to have not seen this person, but they got up and left at the same time. Only this man and the old consort on the sick bed were left.
"Is this life still peaceful?" The visitor came to the old prince's side, bowed and asked.
The old consort slowly opened his eyes and looked at this person, feeling suddenly startled.
The old consort, who was already terminally ill and on his deathbed, suddenly sat up from the bed.
This person is none other than...himself! My younger self!
"I...how did I sit up?" The old consort was also puzzled by his sudden ability to sit up.
The young prince-consort sat on a chair nearby and said with a smile, "Are you still dreaming? Yi Xiaodao."
As soon as the words "Yi Xiaodao" came out of his mouth, the white hair on the old prince's head fell off one after another, the wrinkles on his body disappeared little by little, and his skin became firmer. Even the withered arms slowly swelled.
The old consort is Yi Xiaodao!
"You haven't answered me yet, can you live a happy life in this life?" Sitting on the chair was naturally Yi Xiaodao.
Two easy knives!
"I'm...Yi Xiaodao? No, my name is Yi Qingshu, I'm not Yi Xiaodao!"
Yi Xiaodao, who was sitting on the chair, smiled and said, "Not awake? Then take a closer look!" After saying that, he waved his hand and the room changed.
The magnificent room turned into the delivery room again.
The midwife came out of the back room with the baby in her arms: "Why...why doesn't this baby cry? I'm pinching and squeezing him, so why doesn't he cry?"
Having said this, the midwife handed the child to the man. The man waved his hand impatiently: "Don't bother me! Why is it a son? If it is a daughter, it can be sold to a good family. I will win two more tonight. It’s a son!”
"Hey, sons are so rare! How many people are rushing to have sons!"
"Rare? What's so rare? Who among the families in this village doesn't have three or five sons? Who should I sell to?"
The more the man thought about it, the angrier he became. He stood up and left the house.
He was unwilling to give in and wanted to try again to see if he could ask someone to sell the newborn baby.
From beginning to end, he never glanced at his son, or even entered the room to see his wife on the bed.
The midwife looked at the child in her hands and sighed: "Oh, your life is miserable..." After saying that, she took the baby back into the house, put it next to the bed, and was about to leave.
The midwife who left did not know that next to the child, his biological mother had already died of anger for a long time...
At dusk, a group of big men came to the house, each one cursing.
"His grandma dares to gamble when he has no money. He asked for it!"
"Boss, you are so courageous that you drowned that kid in the river. Let me see, whoever has no money will dare to come to our place for fun again!"
"I am ugly and my family is poor. All my belongings put together are less valuable than one of my clothes. How unlucky!"
"Hey, there's a child here...hey, this guy from Qing Dynasty, why does he gamble when his wife gives birth to a child at home? It's not a pity to die!"
The big men glanced at the child and said, "The father's debt must be paid by the son. The debt cannot be canceled after death. Take the child away, and we are in need of a servant! He has been raised and can be used easily!"
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"Hit me! You can't even hold your own bowl, so what's the use of keeping you? Where can I find a dog bowl for you? You won't be able to eat from now on!"
"Boss, the knife is missing. I guess he was scared of being beaten."
"Don't worry about it, he won't live for a few more years like that, let him die wherever he goes."
"Go, go, go, there's nothing to eat at my house. Which family are you a bastard from? Stay away from my house, you're so unlucky!"
"Okay, let me tell you why there's been a chicken missing in the past two days. It turns out you stole it! What's not? You dare to be so stubborn! Boss, I've caught the chicken thief. Come on!"
"You little brat, you don't even look where you are when you beg for food! Brothers, beat him up! Let him improve his memory!"
"Amitabha, the place of the temple cannot be polluted. Please ask the little benefactor to go elsewhere..."
The life of young Yi Xiaodao is still going on. The two Yi Xiaodao stand aside and watch quietly. This scene seems very strange.
"enough."
Yi Xiaodao slowly said, no one will know more about what will happen next than him.
The surrounding scenes were shattered inch by inch like glass. The familiar scenes of Wancheng and the young Yi Xiaodao were all gone. The surroundings had now turned into darkness.
"are you awake?"
"woke up."
"The world is really unfair!"
"Ha, who says it isn't?" Yi Xiaodao paused, then said, "What's going on now?"
"How did I know?" Yi Xiaodao later rolled his eyes: "As soon as I took control of your body, I was punched away by Meng Mulie. Your dantian was completely dark, and there was no way in or out."
Yi Xiaodao sighed and looked at himself in front of him: "I thought you only knew how to fight and kill..."
The other Yi Xiaodao turned out to be his own inner demon.
"If you hadn't been dreaming here and given me something to watch, I wouldn't have killed you to death? Find a way out quickly, it's so stuffy here."
Yi Xiaodao shook his head: "I don't know how to get out either..."
At this time, in the darkness, Bai Xinglong's voice suddenly came: "Something bad has happened, Guicheng has been lost!"
Zhou Ziru replied: "I have known about this for a long time. I have made an agreement with the prince. Once the Northern Yi attacks the city, they can evacuate after a slight resistance. The Northern Yi army will definitely be busy searching the city and will not pursue it."
Bai Xinglong said anxiously: "No... they didn't evacuate. Sister-in-law... Miss He is also in the city. I am the only one who escaped."
"What? Didn't I give Tang Xingchang a hundred thousand troops?"
"It's... useless. There are too many Beiyi soldiers and we can't resist them at all!"
On the bed, Yi Xiaodao opened his eyes...
