Talking back to the day when Meng Chang fell to the ninth level, Shennong and Fuxi suddenly felt something. They stopped and looked at each other. Fuxi immediately unfolded the yin and yang fish under his feet, and the four figures behind him were spinning around, as if they were calculating something. .
The others were confused, only Shennong looked at Fuxi expectantly, his eyes sparkling.
After a while, Fuxi completed the divination and let out a long breath, but his face remained solemn.
"How's it going? Is it going well?"
"Interesting, this time it is Laojun who beats me."
"The eldest son of the Meng family is about to be born, but the mixed blood and divinity seem to have been brought into the fetus by your Yundan at that moment. I am afraid that you will have to personally take action in this matter, otherwise... the first male of the Meng family , I’m afraid it won’t be easy to give birth.”
"ah?"
Shen Nong seemed a little unbelievable. He grabbed Fu Xi's sleeve and asked, "How could this be? The elixir I refined has the mildest properties. This shouldn't be the case."
Everyone was silent. The others were not specialized in this and could not say anything. However, Huangdi of the Xuanyuan clan, who was always known for his wisdom, patted Shennong's shoulder lightly.
"You hurry up and go now, maybe it's still too late."
"Yes, yes, I'm going now."
After saying that, Shennong flew quickly towards Mengcheng on the fiery red clouds in the eyes of everyone.
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Mengji, Mengcheng, Houfu.
Mother Meng was whipping Meng Chang again and again with a cane. Although she was whipping, she didn't really soak the tanned leather whip with wattle or tung oil. She just took a branch and whipped it gently.
In order to fear that his blind mother would not be able to focus her strength, Meng Chang had to get in as close as possible to be beaten, constantly making begging and pleading sounds.
"You are now a Bohou, and I dare not disgrace you, but you brat, how can you be such a husband and a man? You go on an expedition and leave us two women at home. When you come back, you will provoke Chanyu is angry and even has fetal convulsions. Do you think I won't beat you to death?"
"well!"
With a long sigh, Mengchang had no intention of making excuses.
To be honest, he really didn't expect that he seemed to have had his first taste of sex on the wedding night. Later, he was busy with the alliance and the expedition. How could he have thought that he could still do it? As soon as he entered the soul, Deng Chanyu became pregnant with the fat boy.
Speaking of the days when there was plenty of food and clothing in later generations, many of his colleagues and classmates suffered from infertility symptoms. Many of them were because they admired DINK or single aristocrats, and many simply couldn't get pregnant.
He thought that giving birth to a child was an accidental thing with a very low probability. After all, he had never experienced it before. Who would have thought that it would be so easy?
Therefore, the first reaction when I got home was whether Deng Chanyu had gained weight. I really never thought about pregnancy.
However, when he thought of Deng Chanyu's big belly, Meng Chang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
After two lifetimes, it seems like I am going to be a father?
It's great, I can be considered a person with children and descendants, and I will no longer have to have Jiang Ziya and others nagging about heirs in my ears.
"Mom, please forgive me. I've really realized my mistake. Isn't it because the child is a new father and lacks experience!"
"Pfft!"
There was a snickering voice behind him, and Meng Chang turned around subconsciously.
Good guy, almost all the dignitaries and ministers of Meng Ji are here. Jiang Ziya, Wu Cheng, and the three Yin Jiuqings, the Wu family witch priests and the clan leaders of various clans, even the two little devils Ji Youyu and Nezha are here. Behind Wu Gan, he smiled as he watched his father and father being taught a lesson by his grandmother.
"Chang'er, is there someone outside?"
"Yes, Grandma, Prime Minister Jiang is here with Meng Ji's ministers and the heads of the clans."
After hearing this, Meng's mother dropped the branch in her hand, asked the ministers and the clan's direction, and hurriedly bowed and confessed.
"I've made you laugh. I apologize to you and apologize to you all."
"Hey, I don't dare to be such a big gift to the old lady. We heard that the lady was ill, so we came to make trouble. I am sorry for the disrespect, and I beg the old lady to forgive me."
Yes, come and see Madam. In fact, more people come to see the child in Madam’s womb.
Even before this child is born, it has already touched the hearts of the entire Meng Ji army and people. Having an heir means that Meng Ji can live forever and be passed down from generation to generation.
Some people, such as Wu Gan and Jiang Ziya, can be said to have established a deep friendship with Meng Chang, and many people really care about his heirs.
And more people still hope that Meng Ji will live forever, and their family business can also live with Meng Ji forever.
Just as Meng's mother was greeting the ministers and nobles, a maidservant trotted over from the backyard in a panic, shouting in surprise.
"Master, old mistress, it's not good! Doctor Shang said that my wife is premature and is about to give birth. Master, please go to the backyard."
"Wow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was a little panicked, and Meng Chang rushed straight to the backyard like an arrow from the string.
The Hou Mansion is very large, with three courtyards at the front and back, and seven or eight cabins in one courtyard. The aisles are paved with bluestones, and the courtyard is full of various landscapes. It has the charm of Suzhou gardens in later generations, but the times are far apart, and the current ones are The architecture and the sculpture of the tower beams are clearly lacking in skill.
Of course, this is comparing things from the Shang Dynasty to those of later generations. There is no comparison between the two. However, compared to the palace buildings of the Chaoge Court, they are already much more majestic. This is also due to Mengchang himself. He must have the trust and love of Emperor Xin of Shang Dynasty. Otherwise, in the mouths of people like You Cang and Du Yuanxian, a single accusation of exceeding the courtesy of princes would be enough to make Meng Bohou drink a pot.
As soon as he rushed to the door of the main living room in the backyard, Dr. Shang, the director of Meng Jiguo's new medical hospital, came up to him immediately.
"How is the situation? Are there any unusual movements between the madam and the fetus?"
Dr. Shang bowed his hands and saluted, and said very quickly: "Madam is fine now, but this time it affects the fetal gas. The originally predicted date of delivery may have to be brought forward. Please ask Meng Bohou to call the thousand-year-old ginseng in the mansion in case of emergency. .”
"So serious? You still need to use thousand-year-old ginseng? Go get it quickly. As long as it's useful, don't ask me for advice, just use it!" Meng Chang was a little shocked.
The older the ginseng is, the better, but not everyone can enjoy it.
This thousand-year-old ginseng can be called a great tonic. A piece of it taken into the mouth can heal people with weaker constitutions, such as slaves and ordinary people. For strong soldiers, a piece can restore their vitality and blood. Full, forcefully break through the barrier of life and death.
"It's all my fault. I made my wife angry with my stupid mouth. Doctor Shang, Meng Chang is begging you, please go all out to save my wife."
Doctor Shang looked frightened and hurriedly knelt down and prostrated: "Don't worry, my lord, I have your trust to build a medical hospital and let me serve as the first president. Even if I use all my life's knowledge today, I will definitely protect my wife and young master." Safe and sound.”
"My lord, you don't have to blame yourself too much. This time my wife gave birth prematurely. It actually has little to do with you. The main reason is that the young master is quite strange. He seems to need a lot of nutrients before he will crazily absorb the vitality of his wife before he is born. This A piece of ginseng is to complement the madam and give the young master an external boost that can be absorbed."
After receiving Mengchang's permission, several young people who followed Dr. Shang immediately went to the warehouse to obtain various medicinal materials.
After a while, Jiang Ziya and others followed, but Meng's mother was persuaded to go back by Jiang Ziya and others, so as not to worry Tusheng when the old man followed.
After hearing the current situation, Jiang Ziya also stepped forward and put his hand on Meng Chang's shoulder, soothing his anxiety.
"It's okay. Madam is extremely talented and not an ordinary person."
Looking at the busy servants and doctors, feeling the care of Jiang Ziya, Wu Cheng and others, Meng Chang reluctantly showed a smile.
After so many years and so many things, he and this group of people have reached their current height step by step. He is impatient, at least on the surface, he should not show it. He is the master and the backbone of these people, right?
Mengchang, who had barely adjusted his mentality, saw Nezha and Ji Youyu looking so worried that they were crying softly. He immediately stepped forward, put his strong hands on the heads of the two little ones, and gently embraced them. In his arms, he was constantly comforted.
If the child is born smoothly, I don’t expect him to be as talented as Nezha or Ji Youyu, I just want him to grow up healthy and happy.
The servants and doctors who were walking more and more anxiously seemed to indicate that the situation inside was not optimistic. A group of people were calmly waiting for the results.
What Meng Chang is most afraid of now is that someone will come out and ask him whether he should be a child or a child. He doesn't want this kind of bloody plot in TV dramas to happen to him.
While everyone was waiting anxiously, a crimson red cloud flew quickly in the sky.
Mengchang stopped Wei Hu and Lan Po who were about to stop him, knelt down in person and shouted: "Mengchang pays homage to the ancestor of the human race, Emperor Yan of the Shennong clan!"
Everyone was shocked, and the local human forces in Mengji Kingdom, led by Wu Cheng, fell down one after another and shouted to pay homage to their ancestors.
Shen Nong looked at the three fire clouds condensed on the roof. Just one glance made him frown.
After simply nodding to everyone, he walked straight into the house without stopping for a moment.
Ignoring the confused looks from Dr. Shang and his disciples, Shennong looked at Deng Chanyu clenching her teeth and looking in agony. The ancestor of doctors in the world couldn't help but sigh.
"So it turns out that the soul is not condensed enough to withstand the erosion of divinity, and the power is too complex. As a result, the child began to subconsciously and endlessly seize it while it was still in its mother's belly."
"Oh, I took it for granted after all. Seeing such a special case like Meng Chang, I couldn't help but want to repeat this feat on his descendants. My son, thank you for your hard work."
Although Deng Chanyu didn't know who the person in front of her was, she just looked at the sadness and concern in front of him. She also understood the purpose of his visit, so she, who was as pale as pink, reluctantly put on a relieved smile despite the pain.
"Silly boy, since I am here, I will naturally find a way to keep you mother and son safe."
I saw various green divine lights flashing in Shennong's hands, frequently hitting Deng Chanyu's belly.
After a while, Deng Chanyu's painful expression slowed down, and the child in her belly who had been frantically absorbing all kinds of vitality seemed to calm down at this moment.
Waves of green light emerged, suppressing all the child's blood and divinity, and then sealed them in the infant's body.
And as his movement landed, a clear cry of a baby sounded.
At this moment, everyone's hearts were completely relieved.
(End of chapter)
