Chapter 108: Giving birth to a son for His Majesty

Not far from the King's Palace of Chu, in a house filled with the aroma of medicine, Wei Nanxu was playing chess alone.

On the chessboard, the two pieces of black and white have been fighting to the point where they are inseparable. The black piece flees in a hurry and the chariot is in a mess, while the white piece charges into the formation and presses forward step by step.

This was the game Wei Nanxu played with Jiang He last summer.

She remembered the chess records and her inner joy when the game reached this also remembered that the sunspot in Jiang He's hand seemed to be placed randomly, and then he swept through thousands of troops as if he was desperate.

It's been a year, but she still can't break this tricky chess game.

After raising his head and drinking down the glass of wine, Wei Nanxu sneered.

"That's all," she picked up the chess pieces one by one and threw them into the clay pot, with a cold and disdainful smile on her face, "So what if you beat me a thousand times? Can you save the life of your sweetheart? In the end, Human life is more valuable."

She poured wine again, spilled the wine into the soil, and looked at the stars in the sky.

Father, please protect me! Bless me to get Zhao Zheng, bless me to turn the Yongwang royal family upside down.

I want them to have a taste of Webster's taste, let them drink poisonous wine, do hard labor, lie down next to the corpse and sleep, wearing rags and no food.

Wei Nanxu's eyes were full of hatred but hot light, like a will-o'-the-wisp drifting in the night.

At the back of the house, the porter opened the door with no surprise and watched as two guards carried something rolled up on a mat and threw it into the carriage.

The carriage swayed away, and tonight, on the outskirts of the Chu capital, there was another corpse that had died after being tested for medicine.

The concierge looked up at the moonlight and counted on his fingers.

It seems like deaths have become less frequent these days.

Then maybe the medicine will be ready soon?

The full moon was shining brightly in Linzi, the capital of Qi State, and Jiang Ben's carriage was parked outside a house.

The courtyard gate was already full of people waiting to greet him. When they saw him getting off the bus, they all knelt down and kowtowed.

Wearing filial piety white clothes, they look like spreading snowflakes in the moonlight.

"Get up," Jiang Ben strode into the house, looked around and asked, "Are you still getting used to living here? This is my sister's house. My sister said that Uncle Chen often came here when he was young. You can live in the house and live in it."

"Zhaizi bullies students" is a saying here in Linzi, which means that because the house is bought in a way that does not match the horoscope or something else, the people who live in it will not be able to live in peace.

In fact, Jiang He arranged this to give others a warning.

This is hers, don't touch it.

As soon as Chen Jingshi's eldest son stood up, he bowed his hands and saluted again, and said respectfully: "We are flattered to be able to live in the princess's mansion and be protected by the young master. The main house is reserved for the princess. We live in the side room and the backyard, and we dare not touch the house. stuff, everything remains the same.”

It's better for someone to live in the house. Jiang Ben originally thought that this arrangement was cheaper for I was afraid that leaving the house empty would be bad for the owner, so I gave up.

He waved his hand and turned around to see melon and fruit mooncakes being offered next to the screen wall.

One high and one low stand the memorial tablets of Jiang Anqing and Chen Jingshi.

My sister is not at home, but these people are still caring.

Jiang Ben took a few steps forward, lit the incense and paid his respects, then he felt relieved.

"Live in peace." He said carelessly, "If anything happens, tell me."

Chen Jingshi's eldest son hesitated for a moment and then said: "To be honest with you, my sister-in-law wants to go to the Royal Hospital to study pharmacological prescriptions. I wonder if you can accommodate her."

The Royal Hospital is a specially established medical office. In addition to the royal doctors who diagnose diseases for royal ministers, there are also many apprentices.

Chen Jingshi started his business with medicinal herbs, and his daughter learned this, which can be regarded as a daughter inheriting her father's business.

"Easy to say." Jiang Ben nodded, took off his waistband and handed it over, "Take this to the entrance of the Royal Hospital tomorrow, and someone will introduce you to him."

The Chen family once again knelt down and kowtowed in thanks.

Behind Chen Jingshi's eldest son knelt a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.

She kowtowed loudly, and tears flashed in her eyes as she looked at the waistband that her brother had put away.

Everyone said that the Chen family was a herb dealer, but starting from her, it was no longer the case.

Only by not becoming a herb dealer can you get revenge.

Jiang Ben had already walked out. Looking at his back, Mrs. Chen suddenly lowered her head as if her eyes were burned.

The clan members gathered around and congratulated her on her wish coming true.

When Jiang He returned to the house on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he saw that Zong Jun and Cai Ling had invited Zheng Xinguan's mother Cai and his son to come to celebrate the festival according to her arrangement.

Knowing that they were waiting for him, Jiang He decided not to stay in the palace.

Seeing her return, everyone in the hall stood up.

Cai's face already had a smile that cheered her up after a disaster. She pushed her grandson with her hand and said, "Zheng Ling, kowtow to Her Highness Princess quickly. I wish Her Highness the Moon Queen to protect you and live a long and blessed life."

Zheng Xinguan's son Zheng Ling did not move.

This child has just turned 15 years old. Although he is two years younger than Jiang He, he is still taller than Jiang lowered his head slightly with a stubborn expression, and his thin body seemed to be blown over by the wind at any time.

"What are you kowtowing for?" Jiang He said with a smile, "Master Zheng has been very kind to me. We, my family, should be less polite. I heard that grandma made moon cakes by herself, and I came to try it."

As she spoke, she took the lead and knelt down to examine the mooncakes on the plate. Zong Jun and Cai Ling followed suit without restraint.

Seeing that their master and servant were so at ease, Cai also knelt down and pulled Zheng Ling down.

Jiang He saw from the corner of his eye that Cai glanced at Zheng Ling, and Zheng Ling looked away.

"Have you gone to school?"

Jiang He asked.

The Yong Kingdom valued education, and there were schools in Kyoto where everyone could study, regardless of whether they were rich or poor, and were taught by descendants of the most holy teachers.

Because it was Zongjun who personally sent Zheng Ling there, I heard that the master was very kind to him.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness," Ms. Cai smiled sheepishly, "Ling'er went there once and said she didn't understand, so she came back." Don't you understand? Maybe it's because the child neglected to go to school when he was in Korea.

Jiang He frowned slightly and broke open a piece of moon is red bean paste inside, exuding a sweet smell.

"You still have to learn even if you don't understand," Zong Jun said from the side, "Grandma knows that Your Majesty has allowed Brother Zheng to enter the court at the age of 16. At that time, he will have to deal with a lot of political affairs every day. If he doesn't study carefully now, he will have a black eye in the future. "

He saw Jiang He's increasingly cold expression and couldn't help but adjust the atmosphere.

"Who says it's not the case?" Mrs. Cai showed a helpless look, "But I thought that his father was gone and I couldn't bear to beat him and scold him, so I always let him go."

If you leave him alone, you will spoil him or harm him.

The hall was quiet for a long time before Jiang He's voice sounded.

"If you don't want to study, what do you want to learn?"

"What's so good about studying?" Zheng Ling then said, "My father was very good at studying, and later he went to build canals. Wen Wen was weak, and our whole family was bullied. I want to fight, and marching is the best way to fight."

He raised his head, and the young man's eyes were three-quarters angry and seven-quarters full of life.

"Okay." Jiang He nodded, "You can learn to fight if you want. Starting tomorrow, after breakfast, you can follow Su Yu to exercise your muscles in the school field. After lunch, you can come here and I will teach you the art of war."

From now on, it is already very late.

But with Su Yu and her, even if they can't teach another Meng Tian, ​​they can still teach a hero who will be loyal to the country.

Mrs. Cai was overjoyed when she heard this. She quickly got up and walked to the hall, where she knelt down solemnly to thank her.

She yelled at Zheng Ling and said, "Come here too! This is a apprenticeship! Her Highness the Princess is willing to teach you, it is a blessing that you have cultivated for three lifetimes!"

Zheng Ling reluctantly knelt down and kowtowed. Before his forehead even touched the ground, he stood up again.

Jiang He put the mooncake into his mouth nonchalantly.

The bean paste was not boiled enough and the sugar was added for too long. It didn't taste soft and glutinous enough, and it was a little bitter.

But as long as it's mooncakes, that's enough.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Yongguo court successively received news of good harvests in several places in Guanzhong.

In previous years, due to lack of water, most of the grains would was barely able to be harvested was so shriveled that not much flour could be the Zhengguo Canal did not open until early autumn this year, the effects were immediate, resulting in a bumper harvest along the coast.

By next year, all the branch canals that divert water from the canal to both sides will be completed, and there will be several times more food than now.

The history of millet management has repeatedly reported where there is a good harvest and how much surplus there is. I am so proud and ecstatic that my tail is almost raised to the sky.

Because of this, there was joy inside and outside the court for a month.

In early winter, news came that Princess Jinyang of Zhao State was about to arrive in Yong State.

Jiang He couldn't help but wrap up his collar when he came out of the main hall where political affairs were he looked up, he saw Li Wenzhou, the head chamberlain, walking over.

After a serious illness, Li Wenzhou became thinner than when he saw Jiang He, his smile spread, and it was still the familiar look of Jiang He.

Jiang He remembered that she had made a deal with Zhao Zheng to enter the palace. Everyone in the palace was either alienated or afraid of her, or even had ulterior motives and wanted to kill her.

Only Li Wenzhou smiles generously every time he sees her, as if he is her elder.

Since Li Wenzhou recovered, Jiang He only took Zhao Zheng to visit him once.

As a result, Li Wenzhou almost fell off the bed when he saw them coming in person.

From then on, Jiang He stopped going and only asked Zong Jun to visit him every once in a while with supplements.

Now that they happened to meet him, Jiang He stopped and waited for him to come over.

"Ah Weng." She stopped Li Wenzhou from saluting.

Li Wenzhou opened the baggage in his hand, took out a hand stove and handed it to Jiang He.

The hand stove is neither too hot nor too cold, just the right temperature.

"I heard that Princess Anguo is here, so I came over to take a look."

"Is something wrong?" Jiang He asked.

"It's like this," Li Wenzhou said, "I have been unconscious for too long, and I vaguely remember that a man came to look after my bed. He is in his forties, has a mustache, and is fat. I have asked about it these days, and the disciple said His name is Chen Jingshi?"

"Yes." Jiang He nodded.

Chen Jingshi was originally a chess piece of Chu State that was buried beside her and deliberately dead.

"Is he a friend of Lord Jiang?" Li Wenzhou asked again.

"Yes."

"That's right!" An excited smile appeared on Li Wenzhou's face, "That year, His Majesty was poisoned in the Chu Kingdom, and the servant met an expert on the road to give him advice. He first prescribed a prescription, and had someone deliver the medicine the next day. . This is the master who brought the medicine. May I ask where this master is? I want to find the master through him."

Although the expert charges a high consultation fee, he saves lives.

"Dead." Jiang He bit his lip and said.

Li Wenzhou looked surprised, but his smile soon disappeared, and his whole face was covered with ice, as if he had grown dull and aged in an instant.

Jiang He didn't know how to comfort him.

She didn't know who the expert was who treated Zhao Zheng that year.

I don’t even know why Li Wenzhou is looking for him.

Are you not feeling well yet?

Just as he was about to speak, Li Wenzhou suddenly bowed deeply and saluted.

"Your Highness," his voice was full of desperate courage, "can you bear an heir for His Majesty?"

(End of this chapter)