Nagato has a thin waist

In the afternoon of that day, Ao Zheng changed his clothes and went out. He was about to go to see Pei Yuan and then visit Changmen when he saw his servants hurriedly running into the gate.

"Prime Minister Ao, something happened, something big happened."

Ao Zheng's face darkened.

"Why are you panicking? Speak up!"

After being the prime minister for several years, his majesty became more and more prosperous.

As soon as he spoke, the servant quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake, and then said eagerly:

"After the rain today, a group of colorful sparrows flew into the Qilin Pavilion in the palace. They hovered on the top of the pavilion for a while, and then all fell into the stone canal in front of the Qilin Pavilion to drink water. The people in the palace went to chase them away, but found a Qilin stone in the stone canal... …”

Ao Zheng asked doubtfully: "Qilin stone?"

"Yes. The Qilin Stone is in the ditch. There is an ancient Qilin picture carved on the stone, and there is also a line of words written on it."

"What word?"

"Prince Qilin, the hope of inheriting the country."

So mysterious?

Ao Zheng was stunned.

The guard was so excited that his eyes shone.

"Master Jian Zheng of Si Tian Jian said that this is an auspicious sign of divine punishment, which indicates that the young prince will be the future wise king of Guang Zhao Dayong..."

Ao Zheng: "Let's go and have a look."

-

Qilin stone carved with Qilin son.

The auspicious arrival brings great blessings to the country.

This is God bless Dayong!

As soon as the auspicious words came out, almost all doubts about the little prince disappeared.

The worship of gods and the reverence for nature make most people believe that the birth of the little prince is the will of God, and it is reasonable for Feng Twelve Niang to keep her pregnancy secret...

If you are not an ordinary person, you cannot use ordinary logic to understand it.

It was already three days later that Feng Yun got the news about Prince Qilin.

She didn't believe there were such coincidences in the world. She caught Pei Madang who was about to leave Huaxi for the morning meeting and asked:

"There are no outsiders here. Please be honest, Your Majesty. What is going on?"

Pei Man's expression remained unchanged, "It's just as Yun Niang heard. The auspiciousness comes from heaven and bless me."

After saying that, he asked, "Mother Yun doubts me?"

Feng Yun narrowed his eyes, "Of course. I never believe in auspiciousness. My mother said that all auspiciousness is man-made."

Pei Ran chuckled, sat back on her couch, leaned down to look at her, and said softly: "Maybe it's just a coincidence. I can command thousands of troops, how can I command the colorful bird to throw itself into a ditch?"

Feng Yun thought about it and thought it made sense.

"Is it possible that this child really has a mission from heaven?"

Pei Ran pursed his lips slightly, "That's natural, don't look at whose son it is?"

His face was full of pride, as if he had this son and already owned the whole world, and all the court affairs were forgotten.

Pu Yangjiu asked him how he was doing recently, and he could always answer others with "six catties and eight liang".

Feng Yun thought it was a bit funny, "Hurry up and calm down, you are the emperor."

Pei Ran nodded and said softly, "We have to think carefully about naming our son...well, this is a big deal."

He frowned, serious and worried.

Feng Yun couldn't help but smile slightly when he thought that he had been thinking about it for three days and looking through the classics, but he still hadn't decided on the name of the child.

"Don't worry about the name. If Your Majesty doesn't go to court, something big will happen."

Pei Madang nodded again, seriously.

Then, he suddenly raised his eyes, looked at her and asked:

"Who gave Qu'er's name in the first place?"

Feng Yun was startled.

She didn't answer immediately, her face showed a kind of complexity that was hard to describe.

Missing, sad, and a touch of tenderness.

"I. I got up."

Pei Madang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

"That's good."

Feng Yun raised his eyes, "What?"

Pei Ran lowered his head, stared at her intently, and kissed the corners of her eyes tenderly.

"Can you choose the child's name? His mother is more knowledgeable than his father."

When Feng Yun heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Then your courtiers are not allowed to kill me?"

Pei Ran hummed lightly, "Our child, as long as we are happy."

Feng Yun curled his lips: "Why did you suddenly give me this important task?"

Pei Ran sighed, "I just want to let myself go."

Feng Yun laughed softly.

Naming a child is indeed a nerve-wracking task.

She put her hands around Pei Man's waist and hugged him hard.

"Go to court."

"Okay." Pei Ran stood up and tidied his clothes, "Wait until I come back."

He strode away.

Feng Yun watched the handsome and stern figure under the dragon robe go further and further away, smiled slowly, and asked the nanny to carry the little prince over.

The swaddled child has a rosy face and is still a little pink dumpling, but his eyebrows are handsome and thick. He is asleep, his little mouth is pouting, his eyelashes are long and thick, slightly upturned, and his even breathing is full of joy. Showing the vitality and endless innocence of life...

"The little prince is so handsome. When he grows up, he will charm so many girls..."

The nanny was joking next to her, and Xiaoman nodded frequently.

"I have never seen a baby that looks so handsome right after birth. When my Ah Hao was born, his face was wrinkled, like a little old man. Even now, he has thick eyebrows and big eyes. , but compared to the little prince, it's still a bit... too hasty. "

Feng Yun puffed out.

"How can anyone talk about his son like that? Be careful if Ah Hao hears it and cries..."

Xiaoman laughed, and when he talked about his son, his face was full of tenderness.

"He doesn't know how. This kid has never cried since he was a child. His father has beaten him so many times without even a drop of tears. He is a stubborn person and is modeled after the same mold as his father..."

The wet nurse smiled and complimented, "That's right, whose son looks like whom..."

Feng Yun's heart moved when he heard this, and he carefully observed the child's features.

They were indeed right, the child was very beautiful when he was born.

In three days, it seemed to grow in the wind, and it looked the same every day. It looked good-looking and very docile. The wet nurse said that he was very easy to take care of. He never made any noise or fuss at night. He would sleep well after he was full. He was really considerate of her...

The same was true for Qu'er back then.

Sure enough, whose son looks like whom, right?

This child's facial features are also very similar to Qu'er's.

You can all see the shadow of Pei Ran on their faces...

Feng Yun subconsciously thought of the dream he had before the child was born.

She looked at the child, lost in thought.

At this time, she did not know that the birth of this child would not only affect her and Pei Man's life and destiny, but also affect the development and rise and fall of the Great Yong Dynasty and even the entire world in the next few decades.

The auspiciousness is fake, but when everyone in the world believes in this auspiciousness, he will eventually become a saint king with his own auspicious halo...

And in the future, he will not know how his father tried every means to "borrow" such auspiciousness from the sky on the day he was born in order to pave the way for him...

-

As New Year's Eve approaches, it's very cold with sleet and wind.

The originally lonely palace in the imperial city became lively.

Emperor Yong's harem was empty without a single empress, but now it was cleaned out and many new maids were added to serve on it. A empress must be moving in.

At the moment, it seems that she is the empress from Huaxi.

The mother is favored by the noble son, so who wouldn't say that Feng Twelve's life is good?

The ministers in the court were also secretly guessing that the edict on the establishment of the queen would be issued soon. Officials from the Ministry of Rites had even begun to discuss many matters regarding the young prince's full moon banquet and the ceremony for the establishment of the queen. Unexpectedly, there was no movement from the emperor for a long time.

After the dynasty dispersed that day, Ao Zheng couldn't help but find Qianyuan Hall.

"Your Majesty is wise, your Majesty has done a great service by giving birth to the Emperor's eldest son for Dayong. Why didn't Your Majesty announce the decree for a long time to set the record straight?"

This was the first person to come to ask for Feng Yun's support.

Pei Ran's face looked a little better, and he raised his hand and pressed it, indicating that he should sit down before talking.

"Let's take a long-term approach to this matter."

The emperor was not in a hurry, but the eunuch was in a hurry.

Ao Zheng cupped his hands and said, "I dare you to ask Your Majesty, what are you still hesitating about? If you delay it any longer, I'm afraid it will attract criticism from both the government and the public."

Pei Ran frowned, unable to speak, with a complicated expression.

"What Ao Qing said is absolutely true, but right now...she hasn't nodded yet, so I can't make my own decision and hurt her heart."

Ao Zheng screamed and froze there, feeling bad all over.

Everyone thought that the person who wanted her mother to be the best in the world was Feng Twelfth Mother, so she secretly gave birth to the emperor and deliberately forced the emperor to submit...

Who would believe that there really is a woman who does not care about status, is so indifferent, and has such disdain for the position of queen?

The emperor is also a weirdo!

Being a queen means not going to the execution ground, so what else can hurt her?

Ao Zheng's decades of official experience were completely insufficient in front of these two people.

In fact, Feng Yun's idea is not that complicated.

It's not that she disdains the back position.

But she has been a queen and knows that being a queen is not easy.

With the golden book and treasure in hand, she is no longer just herself, but a puppet who bears the responsibility of Dayong in the future. She is responsible for giving birth to children, selecting beautiful concubines for the emperor, managing the harem, and looking after a group of women. Even if you are jealous, even if you feel sour inside, you must act like a calm and calm Virgin...

That's not what she wants.

As long as she is not the queen of Dayong, those courtiers will not be able to kidnap her, they will not ask her to obey the laws of her ancestors, they will not ask her to be generous and tolerant, and they will not ask her to compromise...

In the final analysis, this rear position is not an honor for her, but a shackles and shackles...

But Pei Madang really needs a queen.

When Pei Yuan sat on the bedside and asked Ao Zheng's entrustment, half seriously and half jokingly, Feng Yun hugged the child and sighed.

"Let's wait until our son is one month old."

Full moon?

Pei Yuan gave the promise to Ao Zheng.

Ao Zheng found Pei Madang again as if he was talking about business.

"Wei Chen has already inquired about it. After the little prince is full moon, we can just choose an auspicious day."

Pei Madang's eyes changed and he tapped his fingers on the table.

The prime minister handles things appropriately.