"Oh, congratulations!"
Zheng Haizhu grinned, turned around from his horse, showed his face and congratulated Ma Xianglin.
Because the movement range was a bit too large, he lost his balance slightly, his body swayed, and he tightened the reins again.
The awkward riding skills displayed at this moment did not embarrass her.
She continued with sincere joy and a bit of joking, and said loudly: "On the way to Beijing just now, I wanted to ask you, but I was afraid that you men would think that our women like to inquire about other people's family affairs. Hey, let me take care of it. Counting the days, there are still two months before the Double Ninth Festival. If there is still time, I will send a letter to Chongming tomorrow and ask them to use the newly beaten cotton to make a few quilts and weave a few small clothes. Oh, and Songjiang's cloth, that It’s the best way to make diapers. Miss Han’s young master has been wearing them for several years and has never had a red butt. I’ll have someone sew three boxes of your and Fengyi’s dolls...well, and..."
This was the first time that Ma Xianglin saw Zheng Haizhu chattering endlessly about raising a child.
She is a woman after all, and her heart is filled with excitement and tender concern for new life.
Ma Xianglin thought like this, and then thought about himself, how pity his son could not be his husband, and for a moment, he felt a sense of despair.
Zheng Haizhu was staring at him and suddenly caught the weirdness of his friend.
Then I realized that something wasn't quite right about the other person's expression when he was talking.
Even though General Pony Ma has always had a cold and upright temperament, as he becomes a father for the first time, his joy and longing for human ethics, even if it's a bit embarrassing, will always be revealed, right?
But Xianglin didn't.
Or, maybe they are all there, but they are covered up by three parts of worry and five parts of hesitation.
"Xiang Lin, what's wrong? Am I too verbose?" Zheng Haizhu asked.
"Oh," Ma Xianglin smiled faintly and hid it, "Why do I think you are so long-winded? I just, just thought, after you meet Fengyi, she will definitely like to ask you for advice. By the way, Azhu, what are you doing this time? How long will you stay in Beijing?"
Zheng Haizhu regained his planning expression and said: "I have met the person I just told you that I should meet, and I am waiting to hear the news. If the impeachment of Mr. Huang in Songjiang Switch subsides, I also want to see Beijing with my subordinates." For the shop inside, open a branch of a trading company. In this way, outside the headquarters of our Haoming Trading Company in Hangzhou, which allocates capital and goods, Songjiang, Yanzhou, and Beijing can communicate with each other from the south, center, and north."
Ma Xianglin's eyes lit up: "Based on this, you should stay at least half a year, right?"
"Don't worry, I will definitely watch your young master come out. Why don't you accept me as your godmother?"
"Both men and women are good. If it's a girl, even better. I'll follow you south as soon as possible and become Miss Han's teacher."
Zheng Haizhu was startled: "Xianglin, are you kidding me? Don't you and Fengyi's children learn marksmanship and archery?"
Ma Xianglin pursed his lips: "It was my father-in-law who spoke. If she is a daughter, she should not rush on horseback like Fengyi did. He feels sorry for her."
"Well, that's it."
The two of them had their own thoughts and continued chatting leisurely, and soon they arrived at Ma Mansion.
Zhang Fengyi didn't expect that her husband would go to the patrol camp at noon and bring back his old friend a few hours later, which was a surprise.
When Zheng Haizhu saw the little woman walking briskly from the shooting range in the courtyard, she exclaimed: "Feng Yi, you are already this month old, why are you still tinkering with swords, guns and arrows!"
Zhang Fengyi patted her belly cheerfully and said disapprovingly: "You use your eyes to aim and your arms to shoot your bow. What does it have to do with the belly? Well, the baby slept soundly in it. You see, I had to pat him several times before he woke up. , just remembered to kick me."
Ma Xianglin stepped forward, took the birch bow from his wife's hand, and said angrily: "Don't lie to me anymore. Ah Zhu doesn't practice martial arts. You have to use your abdominal strength to shoot an arrow. If you don't stop, I can only report it to my father-in-law and mother-in-law." grown ups."
Zheng Haizhu looked at the pleasing couple in front of her with a smile.
The two of them clearly had a deep love for each other, and Feng Yi showed an unmistakable look of intimacy.
At the end of Shen Dynasty and the beginning of Youchu period, the family banquet started.
After learning that their daughter was pregnant, Zhang Quan and his wife specially sent a cook from their own house who was very skilled and quick to serve the distinguished guests by temporarily adding pepper-crusted fish and stir-fried lamb tripe with black bean paste and shallots.
The food tasted quite good, and Zhang Fengyi had a good appetite. While urging Zheng Haizhu to eat more, she took more food than anyone else.
She was also quite lively in conversation, and her hearty laughter could be heard throughout the dinner. Ma Xianglin kept pouring wine for himself, sipping it, and looking at his wife tenderly.
Zheng Haizhu then thought that he might have been too sensitive on the way here. At this moment, it seemed that General Xiao Ma was no different.
The guests and hosts had a great time, and when Zheng Haizhu left, it was already past the first watch.
Ma Xianglin had a royal badge from the imperial court, so he went out in person regardless of the curfew. With two guards, he escorted the three masters and servants of the Zheng family to the Jingzhong Inn.
After turning back, half a mile away from home, a few black figures came out silently in the silent alley.
The guard drew his sword alertly, but Ma Xianglin raised his hand to stop him.
Under the pale moon, the dark shadows have color.
One of them was wearing a sash, and the one behind him was a guard in brocade clothes.
"Eunuch Liu came to me at this time because he listened to Admiral Cui's report, right?"
Ma Xianglin jumped off his mount and said calmly.
Liu Shimin spoke in a deep voice: "Admiral Cui knows better than you what kind of relatives your relatives are. Today you two have offended the people of Huangzhuang. Although he sees that Wei Zhongxian is willing to evade, Li Xuan, on the other hand, may not be willing to let it go."
Ma Xianglin rolled up his riding whip and sneered softly: "Mistress of the East Palace, do the mistresses of the Sixth Palace speak loudly? Whenever that stupid woman named Li makes a fuss, Concubine Zheng will definitely hear it. The lady named Zheng has something to do with me. Tu, I’ve always had my hair down, what am I afraid of?”
Liu Shimin smiled and said: "That's the truth, but the Holy Master and we are planning something soon, so the less troubles caused in the process, the better. Today is a coincidence, Zheng Yatou is also involved."
Ma Xianglin paused for a moment and asked, "Has my father-in-law already known about Ah Zhu's coming to Beijing?"
Liu Shimin did not evade: "Of course, there are our sentinels along the canal. When Nan said that she came to Beijing with Dong Qichang, I guessed that she came to have a relationship and asked Donglin to talk to her and Huang Zunsu. It has nothing to do with us. The Holy Lord doesn’t need to be concerned about the relationship. But Xianglin..."
The smile on Liu Shimin's face disappeared, and he sighed under the moonlight, and then said: "Xianglin, I have been young for a long time. During the disasters in Yuegang and Taiwan a few years ago, I could see that you were attracted to that girl. . You are all decent people, so forget it if we are not destined to be together. Now that we are close friends, you must still be concerned about her safety. The best way is to stay less with her and avoid making the Holy Lord suspicious. "
Ma Xianglin frowned: "Do you suspect that I've leaked the big plan to her?"
Liu Shimin shook his head: "I still suspect you of seizing someone's love. The Holy Master knows that she is a descendant of Zheng Qia, and seeing that she is so promising now, he wants to marry her."
"Ha," Ma Xianglin sneered, "the Holy Lord thinks that since his surname is Zhu, all the descendants with the surname Zheng will surround him and fulfill his wish? Father, I think even if the Holy Lord puts on the dragon robe, huh?" Zhu Ye may not like him."
Liu Shimin stared at the young general and finally pointed him out: "Xianglin, you are not a descendant of Zheng Qia, didn't you also work with us?"
"That's for my father!" Ma Xianglin lowered his voice, but his tone was suddenly angry, "My father was killed by Wanli. His son, no matter the prince or the King of Fortune and Rui, can't continue to act on the dragon throne. His brothers from the same clan can’t even think about it!”
Liu Shimin made a comforting gesture: "Princess Miao and I have long understood and believed in your intentions. I just want to remind you a few words. Let's not talk about Zheng Yatou and go back to the palace. Wanli seems to be able to survive. Before next month, it was impossible in the Ming Dynasty to change the posthumous decree to establish a crown prince. Those civil servants could directly lift Fang Congzhe's heavenly spirit. Therefore, Concubine Zheng still wants to take the path of brother-in-law. What do you want from this stupid woman in the future? , you must inform me without delaying for a moment."
Ma Xianglin responded in a muffled voice, and then said: "If father-in-law has nothing else to say, Ma will go back to the house to avoid worrying my wife."
"Okay, go ahead."
