Royal Gold Magistrate

Time passed bit by bit, the sky was already dark, and the lampstands on the second floor were full of oil lamps.

The cries of pain in the room and the encouragement of Mrs. Wen have not stopped.

Hearing the hoarse voice of pain in the room, the group could only wait anxiously outside the delivery room.

Suddenly, a loud cry in the delivery room shocked everyone!

Fang Zhengyi and Emperor Jing Li Yuanzhao looked at each other a few times, with joy in their eyes.

gave birth!gave birth!

The next moment, Wen Po opened the door and walked out with a happy face.

Fangzheng was about to rush in as soon as he was depressed, his heart was like a cat scratching, he wanted to go in and see how Li Miaohan was doing.

Wen Po hurriedly stretched out her hand to block him and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Fang, congratulations to Mr. Fang, mother and child are safe! Mr. Fang, you can't enter yet, wait a little longer!"

The word "safety" came to my ears, and Fang Zhengyi was so soft that he almost collapsed on the ground, but fortunately Li Yuanzhao helped him in time.

Fangzheng wiped the sweat off his forehead: "It's good that people are fine, is the child a boy or a girl?"

Wen Po was stunned.

"I'll go back and take another look!"

After all, he turned and started.

"Lord Fang, it's a man!" A voice came from the ward.

Fang Zhengyi showed a demented smile.

Boys are good, boys will be strong laborers in the future.

Emperor Jing looked at Fang Zhengyi silently, with relief in his eyes.

It seemed that he was really dizzy, and he really cared about Miaohan.

"Zhengyi, I said that the mother and child are safe, and I asked the man and woman, is the child's name ready?"

When Emperor Jing asked, Fang Zheng remembered.

The child's name has not yet been decided, and the two had discussed this issue more than once when Li Miaohan was pregnant.

Fangzheng's names were rejected one by one.

At this moment, Emperor Jing mentioned it again, and Fang Zhengyi began to recall it again.

Fang Yun, Fang Qiangdong, Fang Feite, Fang Booth,...Since Miaohan can't accept it, his father-in-law can't accept it either. It's a pity that the environment is not comfortable, so I can only choose a localized name.

"My son has made up his mind and asked him to work."

"The reason why he was named Labor has a deep meaning. Our family has been diligent for generations, and we are proud of our country's labor, and we are self-disciplined. Now the next generation must continue to carry forward the tradition of loving labor, so that others will listen to it." I just want to work hard. To be honest, I want to change my name to this, so as to encourage my subordinates to contribute to the country."

Li Yuanzhao burst out laughing, quickly covered his mouth, and said after recovering, "Old Fang, I thought you had to name him Fang Aiguo, Fang Aimin or something, I didn't expect it to be more earthy! Labor!" Okay, that's a good name!"

These two shameless bastards!They are all fathers, and they still make fun of my grandson here?

Emperor Jing twitched the corners of his mouth, first glared at Li Yuanzhao angrily, then looked at Fangzheng and said coldly: "Then you will be called Fang Labor from now on! I will personally pick up my grandson's name."

"Uh....."

While talking, Mrs. Wen came out of the ward again holding her baby in her arms, leaned in front of Fangzheng and said, "Master Fang, take a look at the child. The house is still being tidied up. After it is done, you can go to see the princess."

Emperor Jing and Li Yuanzhao also approached to have a look at the newborn.

Fangzheng looked at the infant child, frowning and staring.

I saw a wrinkled child lying in the swaddle, who looked like a little old man.

Now I don't cry much, my little hands are unconsciously grasping.

Good-looking is out of the question.To say he is ugly is to praise him.

Although he is his own son, he doesn't seem to have the ecstasy he imagined.

"It's so ugly." Fang Zhengyi sighed.

"Yeah, why do you look like this? You're not juicy at all, you can't be sick, right?" Li Yuanzhao added in a daze.

Emperor Jing also happened to poke his head over, and was furious when he heard the words: "You two ignorant bastards! Newborn babies are like this, and they will look better after a while."

As he spoke, he snatched away the swaddle, gently hugged Fang Labor in his arms, and teased with his fingers: "This child is so ugly, look how much his eyebrows look like me."

"Father, he hasn't grown eyebrows yet." Li Yuanzhao reminded him intimately.

Fangzheng followed suit and nodded.

"Get out! Get out of here, why don't you go and see how Miaohan is doing!?" Emperor Jing was furious.

It's fine for Li Yuanzhao to be dumb, but Fang Zhengyi's brain is not very good today.

The two of them performed their exercises together, and if he said one more word, he might have a cerebral hemorrhage!

Not long after, the ward was tidied up, and Mrs. Wen pushed open the door to signal to Fang Zhengyi to enter.

Fang Zhengyi hurriedly entered the house, and Emperor Jing came after him with the child in his arms.

Li Miaohan's face was pale at the moment, and she was lying on the bed sickly. Seeing Fangzheng coming, she forced a smile: "Husband, where is your son?"

"How are you? Son and father are holding you, don't worry about him, he's fine."

Emperor Jing held his baby in his arms, sat down on the bedside and handed Fang Labor to Li Miaohan's eyes, and said softly: "Miaohan, the child is well, you should rest well first."

Li Miaohan looked at the face of the 'little old man' who was in the swaddling baby, and there was a smear of blood on his face, and he tried to hold up half of his body to hug the child.

Fang Zhengyi hurriedly held her down, and said, "Listen to Father, you should rest first, and then hug her after resting, the child is still ugly now."

Li Miaohan opened her beautiful eyes, stared at Fang Zhengyi slowly, and said angrily, "How can anyone say that about his child? Don't you like him?"

"I like it, I like it very much..." Fang Zheng laughed twice.

"Father, is the child's name ready?" Li Miaohan asked weakly.

Emperor Jing thought about it and said: "When you get up, let's call it Chenyu, and take advantage of Hongchen's ten thousand miles to get the meaning of restraint."

Li Miaohan nodded happily.

As expected of the father, naming her name is much more reliable than her husband's.

Before, I even had to name the child Fang Yinstein, and I was so angry that my stomach hurt.

Fangzheng curled his lips.

This name is too vague, it is not as good as Fang Lao's atmosphere and practicality!

My son will definitely be engaged in management in the future. This leader is called labor. Do the people below dare to lie flat?

It's a pity... some people don't know the goods.

Afterwards, several people surrounded the child and began to chat.The delivery room was filled with a warm atmosphere.

Emperor Jing shook Fang Chenyu in his arms, patted his hands from time to time, his face was full of pampering.

When he was amused, he stretched out his fingers and clicked on his little mouth.

Fangzheng felt a little unhygienic when he saw it, he hesitated to speak a few times, but finally held back.

If the elderly love to tease their children, let him tease them... Don't be afraid of being dirty, just cultivate resistance.

Fang Zhengyi asked: "Your Majesty, I heard that Wei Liangdi in the palace is about to give birth in the next two days, I wonder how the palace is preparing?"

Emperor Jing said: "Well, it's only a few days from the Imperial Hospital. But you have given me a good omen here. I hope everything goes well in the palace."

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(Punch in! Punch in!, on the seventh day, hold on brothers, there is energy flowing in the dantian, and it feels like the fire spirit root is about to awaken.)