Zhuang Zong asked his father Ming Zong to take him with him to greet the other ancestors who were currently in the mansion. In the end, the ghosts couldn't help but ask about the current human emperor.
"How are your qualifications? Can they be put to great use?"
Speaking of this, Zhuangzong began to feel sad: "I have given birth to several children, but the only one who has grown up is Cong'er. If I don't support him, who should I support?"
He sighed and added: "But this child has grown up beside me since he was a child. He has a gentle temperament and is lenient in dealing with things. Even if he cannot expand the territory for the Qin Dynasty, he will have no problem maintaining his status."
The other emperors who fought to the death with their brothers for the throne: "..."
Ah this.
Why didn't we encounter this good luck?
But when I think about it again, the one with only one seedling is my own offspring, I feel really worried again.
To put it bluntly, both humans and ghosts have double standards.
When he was fighting for the throne, he only hated having too many brothers. He wished that all the brothers except himself would be stillborn in the womb or be struck to death by lightning as soon as he stepped out. Now it would be his children and grandchildren. He just hopes that his branches will flourish and he will have a hundred sons.
Mingzong also sighed, and was concerned about this son of Sibuchang: "Is he in good health? Don't be like you, there will only be one seedling in the end!"
——If Liu Che were here, he would be given a good caress: Don’t worry, he is different from your son, he doesn’t have a single sprout!
Oh no, it was originally a seedling with crooked roots, but it was pulled out!
Although Zhuang Zong didn't know about future generations at this time, he was still worried and frowned with a headache: "When Cong'er was young, she was always sick..."
When Mingzong saw this, he felt a bit ominous in his heart, and could only reluctantly comfort his son: "It's okay, you still have a half-brother. If there is no heir, you can adopt him from another family."
They are all grandchildren anyway, so they are all the same to him!
Zhuang Zong: "..."
I'm really stuck on Q!
Thank you dad, I was touched!
…
The days in the underworld just pass day by day, and the world is also full of new things.
Three years after Murong Cong succeeded to the throne, after the period of filial piety ended, the concubine finally came out with good news.
She was pregnant for ten months and after the fruit matured, she gave birth to a prince successfully.
Murong Cong happily wrote a memorial ceremony and told his ancestors about the incident.
Zhuangzong was very happy - this was his grandson!
Who would have thought about having a biological grandchild who went to his stepbrother's house? They were all his competitors back then!
I was just happy that within two days, the little prince died.
Zhuang Zong: "..."
Murong Cong in the human world: "..."
The father and son can only cheer each other up separately: "It's okay, we are still young anyway, there will be children, there will be children!"
This is like a reverse flag. From this year until the next nearly twenty years, Murong Cong continued to repeat the cycle of tragedy.
There is pregnancy in the harem - joy - a prince or princess is born - the child is pregnant - a funeral is held.
Zhuangzong looked at his unlucky son who was getting haggard day by day underground. He recalled his experience of constantly dying sons, plus the grief and indignation that his son had no children and had to adopt the descendants of his hated brothers. He My mood is worse than that of my son who is still alive.
I can only continue to cheer up my son: "Give it a try again, you are still young, and my father died in his fifties..."
Probably because of this call, another concubine in Murong Cong's harem became pregnant again.
A princess was successfully born.
He survived the full moon, 100 days, and one year old smoothly.
Murong Cong held Yu Xue's lovely daughter in his arms and watched her grow up day by day. His heart melted with love for her. Because of this, he finally gave birth to some hope and began to visit frequently to see that the princess's biological mother could give birth to a child. Once one healthy child comes, a second one can be born.
Who would have thought that when the princess grew up healthy and healthy to be four or five years old, she would be her biological mother.
Murong Cong: "..."
I began to wonder if I was a collection of unlucky people.
Then it's the same cycle again, repeating itself.
Until he was in his fifties, the number of children still remained at 1.
Murong Cong was almost desperate.
Emperor Zhuangzong in the underworld was also desperate.
Why is it happening like that?
Am I destined to have no children or grandchildren, and then adopt a grandson who hates my brother to inherit the throne?
I can still vividly remember how those bastards tripped me up back then!
Son, even if it’s just to give your father some credit, try to find a way to have a son!
The other emperors also felt that the father and son were really unlucky from the same origin.
Emperor Taizu just looked at it a few times while walking his dog, and said with an angry look: "What do you do for food? I lost the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun that I conquered with so much hard work, and now I have lost the border defense." It’s like this!”
He sternly ordered Emperor Mingzong: "Write it down. When he comes down, I will reward him with a hundred lashes!!!"
Emperor Mingzong was worried about his grandson and responded tremblingly.
Murong Cong was over fifty years old, his hair was gray and he was trembling when he walked, but even so, he still insisted on being blessed with a concubine, imagining that one day he would be blessed with a son.
God seemed to have heard his prayers. Shuyuan, named Zhang in the harem, became pregnant.
Murong Cong almost wanted to enshrine her, praying to gods and Buddhas three times a day.
Ten months later, Zhang Shuyuan gave birth to a son.
Murong Cong cried with joy.
Then not long after, the prince died.
...What a tragedy!
This is probably his fate.
Murong Cong was completely defeated.
At this time, his only grown-up daughter, Princess Chongqing, came to him with a look full of worries.
At that time, most of the emperors of the underworld were not there to watch - no one would have the patience to remain silent after watching a decades-long soap opera that was neither pleasant nor pleasant, with ups and downs. Squatting.
Just one look at the finale and it's over.
Most emperors are not as resistant as Zhuang Zong to the adoption of heirs from the clan - they are all grandsons anyway, so what's the difference?
Only Mu Zong had nothing to do that day, yawning and glancing at him from time to time to pass the time.
……Um?
etc.
What did the father and daughter just say?
Qiaodou sack! ! !
Mu Zong jumped up and threw himself on the mirror: "Hey, are you playing back?!!! Did I hear wrongly?!!!"
After debugging for a long time, he still couldn't get what he wanted. He yelled: "Fuck, it didn't work at the critical moment!!!"
When Mingzong came back from outside, he saw Mu Zong like this and couldn't help but wonder: "What happened?"
"Something big happened!"
Mu Zong's temples were wet with cold sweat: "I just heard Murong Cong's daughter discussing with him that she wanted to have a child for him to adopt and become the crown prince!"
Mingzong: "..."
The other emperors who heard the sound said: "..."
The place cracked.
Then everyone started talking about it.
"What the hell, is there something wrong with him?!"
"How could anyone do such an outrageous thing?!"
"Did you hear wrongly? You must have heard wrongly -"
At this time, I heard someone say weakly: "He has already started to do it. The husband chosen by Princess Chongqing is a descendant of Wen Xianggong, and now he is planning to fake his death..."
Mingzong: "???"
Mu Zong: "???"
The other emperors: "???"
"Fake your own death? Why do you have to fake your own death? Isn't it possible to have a child by borrowing your own womb?"
"Ah? Didn't you ask the concubine to pretend to be pregnant, and then wait for Princess Chongqing to give birth to the child? Then she can legitimately replace her?"
"Hey, why should we follow his logical deduction!? It is outrageous to let a daughter give birth to a child for her grandfather to adopt, okay?!"
The corner of Mu Zong's mouth twitched for a long time, and finally said: "Probably because, what they did is even more outrageous than we imagined..."
The emperors saw that Murong Cong personally took charge of the incident of Princess Chongqing's fake death, and ordered the internal guards to assist the Yu family in organizing the marriage of Princess Chongqing and Feng Liulang. Princess Chongqing’s dowry of one million taels.
Emperors: "..."
Ah this.
Mingzong couldn't understand, and he was shocked: "What does he want to do? Isn't he using his womb to give birth to a child? Feng Liulang is for breeding, why is he getting married in a big way?!"
Mu Zong was already numb: "He canceled the account of Princess Chongqing, and then opened another one - help, I can't go on. Who can tell me what he wants to do?!"
The rest of the people also had heads as big as buckets.
However, Murong Cong's sexy operation was obviously not over yet. After Princess Chongqing married Feng Liulang, the real and fake crown prince case broke out.
Emperor Mingzong was the first to get angry: "I&)#￥him￥#%!!! What is this? Does he still have humanity?! This heartless beast!!!"
