Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

Those who win the hearts of the people rule the world, and in the same way, those who win the hearts of the people get the posthumous position.

At the beginning of the You Dynasty, the people still remember that the daughter of the Shen family supported the righteous deeds of the soldiers in the front free of charge in the name of the landlord of the "Hongchen Building", and transported the luggage to the border, making indelible contributions to the pacification of Di Rong.

They also remembered that after news of the "death" of the Great General Protecting the Nation spread, the daughter of the Shen family married into the Chi family without hesitation wearing a wedding gown.

Not to mention Mrs. Chi, who rescued people from adversity, and led the Red House to rescue the people from fire and water time and time again. She has never really experienced the haze of slow death, and cannot really understand the touching tears after being rescued.

Not too long has passed, and the people still remember it.

I remember that there was such a person who ran day and night, rain or shine, on the road of doing good deeds.

The past efforts have been rewarded, and the rewards are clearly printed on the one-foot-eight-foot-long silk script.

The characters on it are crooked, some people can't write, and the names written are worse than childish ones, and some characters seem to come from learned people, clear and free.

Different characters turn into different people standing side by side, with the same goal and the same gratitude, wanting to push Shen Qinghe to the post of Muyi Tianxia.

This is something that many courtiers did not expect.

They did not expect that His Majesty would use such a straightforward method to let them see the current situation clearly.

Holding the wat board in both hands, Sun Zhuiri stepped out of the queue first, Chi Heng's eyes were on him, and more people's eyes were on him.

He took a deep breath with a firm expression: "The daughter of the Shen family is benevolent and benevolent for the country and the people. If she is not a queen, who is qualified to stabilize the harem for His Majesty? I have the same heart as all people. I implore Your Majesty to follow the public opinion and establish a court as soon as possible." back!"

Wu Youyou echoed at the right time: "I implore Your Majesty to become a queen as soon as possible!"

Lord Jingguo sat in the wheelchair without sadness or joy, listening to the voices of all the generals, he looked at Emperor Xiao who was wearing a purple and gold robe, Xiao Chongzhi shook his clothes and came out, and the golden hall was instantly quiet.

The civil officials looked anxiously at their seniors and mentors, Xiao Chongzhi held his head high, and his eyes collided with the empress, His Majesty, and heard him throwing his voice to the ground: "Your Majesty, I beg your Majesty, to appoint the daughter of the Shen family as the empress!"

There seemed to be a bell ringing in the dark, the courtiers looked at each other in dismay, and people kept coming out to conform to the will of the people, even the most respected and respected Master Xiao was willing to respect Shen's daughter as a queen, and the rest of them couldn't bear to turn the tide, so they held their noses and accepted it.

At the end of the morning court, they walked out of the Golden Palace, facing the cold wind of October, they vaguely realized why His Majesty was in a hurry to stand up after ascending the throne.

Because people's hearts are changeable.

Don't strike while the iron is hot and rush to get the Wanmin book before the soldiers and civilians still remember the merits of the Shen family's daughter. After a year or so, the day lily will be cold.

Their Majesty...

Marquis Fengchang sighed with emotion: In terms of courage, it really broke a lot of men.

A colleague came over to look for Zhou Fu: "Master Hou, look, His Majesty is really going to make a woman the queen?"

Zhou Fu started to grow a beard not long ago, he stroked his short mustache and sighed: "Let's stand up now, the harem must not be without a master, as a subject, how can we fight with His Majesty?"

Since he was scolded by the emperor and punished by His Majesty, he has become more and more aware of the way of being a courtier.

He wasn't stupid, it was just that he was confused and refused to give in.

Now that His Majesty has given in, the words of "women are not worthy of such a great responsibility" are even less dared to say.

For the future glory of the Zhou family, His Majesty would be sympathetic to him once he put his tail between his legs and became a man. Now that the matter has come to an end, the conflict between the monarch and his ministers has been resolved, and he has no reason to be that early bird.

"The new empress will be established, alas, you also control your mouth, be careful that misfortunes come out of your mouth."

He reminded, waved his sleeves and didn't look back.

The colleagues were baffled by what he said, although they were still unconvinced, but without the "fool" who was willing to be the first bird, who would dare to fight recklessly with the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty?

After a few days of arguing about the Empress Li, the Empress Dowager's wedding date is set on February [-]th of the next year.

The wedding date has been set, and the staff in the Ritual Department are so busy that they don't touch the ground.

Emperor's House.

Qinghe was by Mrs. Xiao Shao's side, and the two sisters talked and laughed.

Rong Ling is pregnant with a child in her womb, and she loves this child very much, regardless of whether it is a boy or a girl, and because of the sensitive heart of a pregnant woman, she pesters Qinghe all day long and asks her to be with her.

This obsessive energy, not to mention what His Majesty thinks today, Young Master Xiao's teeth will be sour after seeing it.

However, in line with the idea that "pregnant women are the most important", Mr. Xiao can only say good things in front of His Majesty, so as to avoid "settlement after autumn" by His Majesty who will be jealous of his wife after giving birth to a child.

In November, the first blizzard fell in Shengjing City. It was a thin layer, and the air was mixed with a slight chill. It was not as cold as in previous years. At this time, there were many children playing in the snow outside.

The room is very warm, and Rong Ling sews small socks for children stitch by stitch, and asks Qinghe for advice on how to make the stitches more fine and not prick.

"I've been looking forward to it, but I didn't expect it to come. My heart... is strangely unstable."

Rong Ling followed the example of the people around him, and after speaking, he laughed: "I really never thought that this child would come by such a coincidence."

Both she and her husband planned to adopt a child if they failed this time, but they didn't dare to think that the child would come as soon as they said it.

Snowflakes rustled outside the window, Qinghe smiled when he heard the words: "This is your first time being a mother, so you are nervous."

"Yes! Aren't you nervous?" If she wasn't nervous, she wouldn't pester him.

Rong Ling frowned: "Thank you for being considerate. Without you here, I don't know how my heart would flutter."

"It's nothing." Qing He carefully sewed the pajamas in his hand, Rong Ling glanced at her, admiring the magic of creation, she is a close friend in the future, she is really lovable.

She showed Qing He a good sock and received a compliment, which made Rong even more delighted. She has many friends, but not many close friends in her boudoir. Out of concern for her close friends, she suddenly said: "Ten Years ago, I had a relationship with Dr. Jiang."

Qinghe raised his head and looked at her silently.

Rong Ling quickly said: "After I was infertile after marriage, I asked her in front of her after several rounds of infertility. She diagnosed my pulse, and then took out a string of polished and round stones for divination and calculation. After the calculation, she said that my opportunity has not come.

"She is a master of Taoism, and it is the blessings accumulated by my Rong family ancestors who can find her. I think it is you who she referred to as the 'opportunity' in the past."

When she mentioned his past, she looked serious: "Qinghe, do you know the Jiang family?"

Qing He smiled: "Since Daoist Jiang borrowed thunder to kill Longye on the battlefield, is there anyone in the world who doesn't know the Jiang family?"

"The ancestors of the Jiang family were originally women, but they also married women. The Jiang family took the secret medicine to give birth to daughters for generations, and it was passed down to Daoist Jiang's generation for thousands of years..." Rong Ling caressed his slightly swollen belly: "If you and Your Majesty has a chance to get that medicine, you...how will you do it?"

"Secret medicine." Qing He lost his mind for a while.

Master Bo is a descendant of the Jiang family, and the secret medicine is indeed true. As the king of a country, Achigui is the most hopeful to get the medicine...

Seeing that she was thinking, Rong Ling took advantage of the situation and pushed forward: "If this can be done, wouldn't we all be happy if you and I get married and get married?"

A picture of A Chi, who was one size smaller, blinking and smiling at her flashed in front of her eyes. The Qinghe smile was gentle, but unexpectedly the picture flipped to show A Chi hugging the child and carefully persuading her.

Her eyes sank, and so did her heart.

Immediately, I felt that having a baby was not interesting at all.

She was jealous of everything that could take away that man's tenderness.

She hid her daughter's thoughts so insignificantly, even if she thought she knew her face, she couldn't see the slightest bit.

"How? Let's be in-laws, and I'm very excited just thinking about it." The important thing is that His Majesty will have successors, and the courtiers will not have many criticisms of the Central Palace.

Qing He shook his head: "We'll talk about this matter later."

Rong Ling's heart sank, and she took a closer look, but she didn't see whether the other party was willing or unwilling, so she asked for a step down: "That's right, Jiang Miracle Doctor Xianyun Yehe, now I don't know where to go to play in the mountains and rivers." .”

No one can find it, let alone a secret medicine that only appears in legends and has never been seen before.

After putting away the pajamas with the last stitch, Qing He listened to her words in a daze for a while.

Others don't know the master's whereabouts, but she knows.

The world changed hands, sister Ling stalked and took Master Uncle to travel, and wrote to her every half month.

Not only did she know where the uncle was, but she also knew that the secret medicine for the girl to give birth did exist. Full of resistance and fear.

"Qing, Qinghe, you—"

The tip of the needle pierced into the pulp of the finger, condensing tiny drops of blood, Rong Ling hurriedly wiped her bleeding finger.

When he came back to his senses, he saw blood stains staining the snow-white pajamas, and the achievements of a few days were ruined. Qinghe Yuanshan frowned, and hid the injured finger one step ahead, flustered, and tenderly resigned.

With good intentions, things turned out to be bad. Seeing her leaving back, Rong Ling faintly felt guilty.

She had been looking forward to the baby in her womb for a whole ten years, so she couldn't feel her friend's knot at all.

In Rong Ling's mind, how perfect is it for a woman to give birth to a loved one?She loves children by nature, and it's hard to imagine that there are people who don't like them in the world.

Seeing Qinghe's appearance, she probably doesn't like children?

She regretted that her wishful thinking caused people to be melancholy, and she sat on a round wooden stool and looked out the window in a daze.

When Young Master Xiao returned home and saw his wife with a sad face, he hurriedly took out the candy he had hidden behind him: "Ling Ling, what's wrong?"

Rong Ling looked back at him, was fed a piece of candy, and narrated all the previous events, Mr. Xiao looked weird, and also did not understand: "Miss Shen doesn't like children, how can this be good? Your Majesty has no heirs, From now on, this throne..."

The husband and wife immediately fell silent, and changed the subject in a few words.

Snow fell on the long street, and the snowflakes covered the bricks, tiles and treetops layer by layer. Qinghe gave up the carriage and chose to walk preoccupiedly. Liuqin and Liuse walked beside her, confused.

Even animals curl up in Maodong in winter, but the wind and snow can't stop the children's enthusiasm for playing in the snow. The laughter makes Qinghe feel irritable for no reason.

In the Yasukuni Mansion, the housekeeper hurriedly greeted him: "Miss, Your Majesty is here."

The gloomy color in Qinghe's eyes faded, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.

Chi Heng managed to get rid of those annoying courtiers after handling the government affairs, and went out in Bailongyu uniform, only bringing the dedicated Supervisor Song with him.

Seeing that Miaoman's figure come into view, her face was radiant, her brows were beaming with joy, before she could say "sister", thinking of Wanwan staying in Xiao's house for many days to accompany that young Mrs. Xiao, her jealousy surged, and she pressed Under the joy of seeing someone coming, I stood under the plum tree with my hands behind my back.

The cold wind blew the gold-woven and silver-embroidered brocade robe, she didn't move her eyes, and Qing He threw herself into her arms without stopping, her fingertips tugging at the skirt of her clothes: "Why are you here at this time?"

Liuqin and Liuse led the servants back away quietly, Chi Heng wanted to be jealous again, but the beauty threw herself into her arms. The temptation was so great, she wrapped her arms softly, sniffing the cold fragrance at the tip of her nose: "I won't come again , do you still remember who it belongs to? If I don't come again, my sister might forget me..."

She looked pitiful and pitiful, Qinghe couldn't help but kissed her on the side of the neck: "Nonsense, who can go past you?"

She was wearing a red fox cloak, and she was wrapped in a delicate and clean flowered white jacket, with a slender waist that couldn't be grasped.

Instantly her mind faltered, she hummed, and unexpectedly bent her arms around the beauty's knees, Qing He let out a low cry, wrapping her jade arms tightly around her neck, and said angrily, "Ah Chi, don't make trouble!"

It's okay if she didn't say anything, but when she said it, Chi Heng's stomach was full of grievances from being neglected, he ground his teeth, and strode into the room with the person in his arms.

The inner room was as warm as spring, and the bed curtains moved with the wind. She glanced at the comfortable and soft big bed with carved patterns, her eyebrows were raised, and she felt uneasy. Fang wanted to escape, but was pressed on the pear wood chair.

Seeing the slender and long jade legs trembling and unfolding thousands of soft and charming colors, Chi Heng suddenly softened his brows and eyes, and his voice was soft and sweet: "You are so wan, good sister, just look at how my tongue is messing with you!" of."