[comprehensive] superior skills

After unilaterally crushing and bloodbathing the imperial capital of Beijing, the Khitan Dynasty, which had been glorious for a hundred years, finally declared its demise.

Of course, although the Liao Kingdom was destroyed, the Khitan people never really died out.

Together with many nobles surnamed Yelu and Xiao who fled after hearing the news, they fled to the other side of the vast grassland, trying to use their natural superior blood to exchange shelter with the Mongols, and take advantage of the situation to recover the scattered border towns and fight against the Song army. one strike.

The war on the grassland will continue, but these have nothing to do with Song Ci.

It is impossible for her to hold the Zhao family dynasty to the top of the world like taking care of a baby. If she really does that, when she returns after a hundred years, this great dynasty will fall apart in the shortest time.

And the remaining remnants of the Hu people and the Jurchens who have not yet risen are the whetstones that Song Ci specially left for the descendants of the Zhao family.

After half a year, when Zhao Zhen, who had been baptized by war and fire, led the army back triumphantly, the city of Bianjing was already full of people who greeted the soldiers spontaneously.

Standing on the tall palace wall, the Empress Dowager Liu also looked at the dense crowd in the distance with tears in her eyes. She wanted to see what the two most important children in her life looked like in the bright yellow car at the front. That wild land was wronged.

When Yujia entered Tokyo City, cheers resounding through the sky erupted in the whole Bianjing.

Through the bloody warriors, the Han people who had already been crushed by the sharp sword hanging above their heads passed through many checkpoints as if their souls had been shelled out, and witnessed the tragic scene of ruined walls and corpses in the far north.

Seeing the former nobles who were driven forward by the soldiers, and the trophies brought back by thousands of donkeys and horses, everyone couldn't help but burst into tears. The century-long nightmare was finally over.

It was too late to take a look at the eldest son who was born. The first thing Zhao Zhen had to do after putting on the grand imperial uniform was to go to the Taimiao to offer sacrifices to his ancestors, and to tell the good news of the recovery of Yanyun to the generations who had made countless efforts for Beiding Central Plains First Emperor.

Without waiting to discuss with his mother, queen, and sister, the emperor came out of the Taimiao. The emperor, who seemed to be dizzy with joy, immediately made an extremely extravagant decision, that is, to set up running water seats on the official roads in Bianjing City for three consecutive days to reward the three armies and Celebrate the people!

As soon as this decree came out, not only the soldiers who had long been looking forward to a feast of good food and drinks, and the lower-level people who rarely had some oil and water were overjoyed, but also all the palace people in the imperial dining room were worried.

With the frugality of the Zhao family emperor, even with the countless imperial chefs in the palace, even if they worked day and night until the end of the year, they would not be able to gather so many dishes.

Although he didn't want to suffer bad luck on this happy day, the head of the imperial dining room, who was really powerless, could only plead guilty to His Majesty with a bitter face.

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At this time, Zhao Zhen, who had washed away all the dust and dust, was teasing Ai'er with his mother, queen, and younger sister in Renshou Palace, only then remembered what an unreliable thing he had done when he was excited.

"Yumei, Brother Huang neglected the shortage of manpower for a while, what should I do?"

The first decree issued by the dignified emperor at the time of this great victory must not end hastily, and even if he can use the money to go to the restaurant to buy food and drinks, it would be too ugly to spread it.

After hugging the little baby who was humming with eyes closed all the time because of discomfort, Song Ci took a funny look at the emperor's elder brother who was turned away with his head covered, and joked: "Brother Huang thinks of God Bless now, could it be that Brother Emperor thinks God Bless is That Stove Lord, who failed to reincarnate, can conjure countless meals out of thin air?"

Zhao Zhen, who was spinning around anxiously on the ground, clapped his hands happily when he heard this and said, "I almost forgot if I didn't tell you! On the march, Yumei once brought out many top-quality delicacies comparable to Yaochi Fairy Club. If you don't, please invite Yu My younger sister will give me a little help to help the imperial brother deal with it. When Yumei and Zhan Huwei get married in the future, the imperial brother will return a more precious gift, how about it?"

"How to say it on that royal cat!"

Song Ci turned around and said shyly: "If you don't mention him, Tianyou is willing to help the emperor to share a little. If you have to involve the consort, Tianyou will not!"

"Men's college should be married, and female college's should be married. What's there to be ashamed of?"

Empress Dowager Liu took her daughter's little hand and said lovingly: "Even if your brother doesn't mention this matter, the Ai family will prepare for the big event of getting married for you. You and the guard Zhan have been married for more than a year. It doesn't look like it."

"Mother! Even you come to make fun of others!"

Gently put the little nephew back on the bed, Song Ci pretended to be shy and ran out, covering his face, "God Bless is going back to the mansion, I'd better ask someone else to deal with the emperor's brother!"

Empress Dowager Liu grabbed Zhao Zhen, who was going to chase after her, and nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, my son, your imperial sister will never act willfully in such a big matter."

Sure enough, early the next morning, Zhao Zhen, who was a little uneasy, heard that the little eunuch reported that the tables placed on the long street were filled with delicious food and wine overnight. It is a reward from Tai\zu's manifestation.

Completely relieved, Zhao Zhen held another banquet in the palace to comfort the Eighth Prince and Prime Minister Wang who were guarding the imperial city for a while, and also promoted and bestowed titles to the heroes of this expedition in the palace.

Not to mention those generals who already had military merits, even Bao Zheng, the accompanying supervisor who felt that he hadn't contributed much, was promoted to a higher level.

After drinking for three rounds, the drunken emperor opened his mouth again and dropped a heavy bomb, setting the wedding date of Tianyou Diji on the sixth day of March.

As soon as this decree came out, all the eyes of the people present were on the handsome man in the red official uniform, who was suffocated by the smell of alcohol or flushed with excitement.

Except for General Qin, who had already been familiar with the guard with a knife along the way, the rest of them stared at the new son-in-law sourly, only hating that his parents didn't give him a good look, and that they had never had the honor to have sex with the Zhao family. relative.

"Thank you, Your Majesty Long! Long live my emperor!"

When Zhan Zhao, who was full of joy, rose up, a group of generals with malicious intentions surrounded him.

"Guard Zhan, I offer you a toast!"

"On the night of the bridal chamber, when the gold list is named! The guards are overjoyed!"

"Come, come, if you don't get drunk today, you won't return!"

"If Guard Zhan doesn't drink up this cup, he will look down on me, Lao Niu!"

On the civil servant's seat next door, Bao Zheng, who had already felt something, could only look helplessly at the beloved general who was poured a few bowls of wine in a short while, thinking whether he should be sent to the princess mansion later, so as not to The guard Zhan drank too much and hurt himself.

Prime Minister Wang, who was secretly guessing whether the princess's marriage had changed before, nodded slightly when he saw this, and said, "Lord Bao, it's really a blessing that the guards will be destined to live with the princess this time!"

Bao Zheng raised his glass to thank him and said, "Borrow the Prime Minister's good words!"

He turned his head again to look at the handsome young guard with a slightly reddened face, who was still enjoying himself. He was silent for a while, and finally showed a faint smile that could not be seen.

The wedding date has been set, Song Ci, as a newlywed, can only wait for the official day of marriage in the princess mansion honestly.

Because she is a princess of a country and her son-in-law has no relatives in her family, she doesn't have to rush to embroider the wedding dress like a folk woman, nor does she have to be busy making some clothes, shoes and socks for her in-laws.

Not to mention these chores have their own ingenious embroidered mother's cooking, only to say that while the Empress Dowager Liu was bored in the palace and looked forward to her grandson, she did not forget to design the most dazzling and luxurious dress for the fairy girl in history. All kinds of jewelry and jade add up to a hundred taels.

Even Song Ci, who had seen countless treasures, was shocked by Empress Dowager Liu's love for daughters when he first saw this wedding dress. In comparison, the same style of clothes worn by the consort seemed too sour.

Fearing that his brother-in-law who worked in the Qingshui yamen would treat Yumei badly, Zhao Zhen gave ten boxes of gold and silver confiscated from the Khitan royal court in addition to the gifts of gold, silver, jade, red cloth, and engagement silver in accordance with the regulations.

Unexpectedly, after receiving the reward, Zhan Zhao turned around and wrote all the treasures that dazzled the eyes of everyone in Kaifeng Mansion into the dowry list, not even leaving a piece of jade pendant.

His seemingly angry behavior actually won the favor of the Empress Dowager, "The Ai family likes to show off the guard's temperament of not being moved by external objects, and it is worthwhile for the Ai family to marry the most precious daughter to him."

"Mother," Song Ci put down the dowry list in his hand, leaned into Empress Dowager Liu's arms and said with a light smile, "Don't send someone to test him anymore. A son-in-law is different from others, and won't be easily fooled by women."

As the wedding day approached, the Empress Dowager Liu, who had suffered from Chen Shimei's secret misfortune, sent many beautiful court ladies to seduce the son-in-law. She played all the dramas of selling her body to bury her father, meeting bullies on the road, and selling and singing in restaurants, for fear that she would not find out for a while. He married her daughter to a duplicitous villain.

Fortunately, Yumao's noble appearance was unmoved, but on the contrary, he seduced the maids who were performing special missions like losing their souls.

"Look, you're not married yet, and your heart is toward your husband's family!"

Empress Dowager Liu carefully looked at her daughter's beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and sighed: "The Ai family really misses you, Ai family's good-looking son!"

"Mother, no matter where Tianyou marries, she will be your daughter, not to mention that Tianyou will still live in the princess mansion in the future, so why is it difficult for our mother and daughter to meet each other?"

Song Ci touched Empress Dowager Liu's recently well-maintained and more graceful cheeks, and deliberately said funny: "If one day the son-in-law makes me angry, God Bless will run to the palace and eat and sleep with you like when I was a child?"

"Silly boy, how can a married girl go back to her natal family casually, even if you are a princess."

Empress Dowager Liu laughed when she heard the words: "Besides, the Ai family sees that the guard Zhan doesn't look like a muddlehead who beats and scolds his wife and children at every turn. On the contrary, you, a naughty little boy, bully others more often."

"Aijia, I only hope that you will be harmonious and beautiful, and give birth to a little grandson for Aijia as soon as possible!"

"Mother!"

Under Song Ci's coquetry and shamelessness, Empress Dowager Liu finally let go of Yumao and his unborn child who were feverishly read, and turned around to arrange the dowry for the Princess Mansion.

Time passed little by little, after the storyteller in Bianjing expanded the original two or three things about the princess's marriage selection to the story that the princess and the royal cat had to tell, the day of Tianyou Diji's big wedding finally arrived.

On the day of the wedding, the newlyweds put on the gorgeous and extraordinary gown and wore the nine-pronged and four-phoenix crowns from the Nanqing Palace of the Eighth Prince’s uncle, and then returned home in a sedan chair amid the sound of gongs and drums. Princess House.

After prostrating first and then entering the bridal chamber, Song Ci, who took off the hijab, finally saw those bright black eyes full of gentle smiles in the bright light, and suddenly felt that all the hesitation before had disappeared.

Zhan Zhao, who was wearing a red wedding dress, tied his hair high with a jade crown, revealing his full and smooth forehead.

The big hand that held the sword all the year round was nervously holding a golden jade inlaid Ruyi, staring blankly at the shy and timid little wife who nodded slightly.

"Also invite the son-in-law and the princess to sit down and perform the ceremony of joining the temples!"

Under Xi Niang's urging voice, Zhan Zhao first took a step to stand still, and then sat gently away from his wife's palm.

Song Ci only felt a slight sinking around him, and then there was a warm breath clinging to his arm, making people dare not move rashly.

"A dragon and a phoenix are formed by intertwining silk, clouds and clouds are formed by engraved colors, one inch of concentric strands, a hundred-year-old flower."

While Xi Niang said auspicious words, she cut off a strand of hair from each of the two newcomers and put it in her purse, "Then invite the prince-in-law and the princess to drink the quilt wine together!"

As Xi Niang's voice fell, a palace man carrying a tray knelt down in front of the bed and offered a jade cup filled with wine.

This time without anyone's orders, Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand to squeeze the wine glass and passed by his wife who showed a small part of her fat wrist.

He stared deeply at those beautiful eyes with shimmering and fluttering eyelashes, raised his head and drank the slightly sweet ice-cold liquid in his mouth.

When Xi Niang took back the wine glass, and went through many cumbersome ceremonies such as spreading the tent, removing flowers, and fanning to announce the completion of the ceremony, the guests in the bridal chamber, headed by the Eighth Prince and his wife, heaved a sigh of relief.

And the person who had been to Zhuangyuan's Mansion was secretly thinking in his heart that finally there was no accident this time.

Amidst the sound of congratulations, the Eighth Wise King looked at his new niece and son-in-law with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "My son-in-law, let me go out with this king to entertain distinguished guests!"

Zhan Zhao, who wanted to have a few words of his own with his wife, saw Uncle Wang speak, so he turned around and said softly, "Princess, wait for a while, Zhan will come back as soon as he goes."

Song Ci didn't look at him, but nodded slightly.

After all the spectators in the house followed the son-in-law and went out, the bride, who had been pretending to be a good woman for a day, overturned the phoenix crown, "Hurry up, get the moon, get me a bowl of water, the wine just now is so spicy!"

"coming!"

Nongyue hastily brought a bowl of hot tea to the master, "My servant said earlier that I want to replace the quilt wine with sweet fruit wine, but Xi Niang said that it is against the rules not to change it!"

"You listen to her!"

Song Cihu, who finally washed away the spicy taste in his mouth, fanned and said, "Next time, we must secretly change the wine!"

"What next time? Where's the next time?"

Xunmei, who was tidying up the bed, stared, "It's not bad luck to say such things on a big day! The princess is so outspoken, I'm not afraid that the son-in-law will be sad!"

"It's Ben Gong who said something wrong, and you shouldn't let your male master suffer along with it."

Song Ci rubbed the top of his hair that had been tortured by the hairpin and phoenix crown all day, "Don't worry about those things. I'm so lucky to find plums. Come here and give me a massage. My head hurts badly."

"Yeah, it's all red."

Xunmei carefully pressed the acupoints, "Is it okay for the servant to do this, has the princess ever felt better?"

"much better."

Song Ci lazily leaned on her and said: "It's enough to experience this kind of marriage once in a lifetime, it's really hard to suffer!"

According to her idea, she just needs to get a certificate quietly. Who knows that Empress Dowager Liu and the emperor's brother thought that the last wedding that was abandoned halfway was too unlucky, and they must hold a big one to cover the limelight.

This is a pain for the original owner's delicate body, it's not like Mr. Mao is running around all day, just like a normal person.

After taking a hot hot spring bath under the service of the palace servants, Song Ci felt that he was alive again.

While the men outside were drinking, she also secretly ate some food in the house that would not leave an indecent smell according to Xunmei's words.

After eating and drinking enough to clean up, the only thing left to do is to wait for the bridegroom to come back.

The warm room was quiet, and for a while, only the faint crackling of the dragon and phoenix candles could be heard.

The bride who was originally sitting in the center of the wedding bed became weaker and weaker, and slowly and unconsciously moved to the position at the head of the bed.

When Song Ci managed to open his eyes from his doze, he realized that there was a tall and straight figure under the Jinxiu Jin curtain at some point.

"My son-in-law, when did you come back?"

Subconsciously wiping the corner of his mouth, Song Ci sneaked a guilty glance at the nearly half-burned dragon and phoenix candle.

Zhan Zhao smiled lightly when he heard the words, "It's been almost an hour since Zhan entered the room."

Song Ci was so dazed that even Ben Gong forgot to say, "Then why didn't you wake me up?"

Don't tell her that this Nan Xia has such a strange disease and likes to peek at other people sleeping.

As long as he thinks that there will be a cat with shining eyes staring at him every midnight, Song Ci suddenly feels that the sleepy person will be scared away.

"Zhan just couldn't bear it, didn't want to part with it."

As Zhan Zhao spoke, he raised his hand to wipe his beautiful wife's rosy cheeks, "Is the princess tired?"

May as well Mr. Mao, who has always been cautious in his words and deeds, still has such an ecstasy side, Song Ci couldn't help reaching out and touching his forehead, "Could it be that he's drunk?"

"Zhan has never been drunk."

Taking advantage of the situation, Zhan Zhao grabbed the jade hand and rubbed it on his face, "Zhan has never been drunk in his life, except for that night in the princess' boudoir."

Song Ci was speechless after hearing this, and said he was not drunk?This is almost catching up with truth or dare!

"My son-in-law, let's go to bed when we're drunk, and we'll talk tomorrow if we have something to say!"

She hurriedly helped Yu Mao, who seemed sober but confused to the end, take off her robe, "Lie down first, and I'll get you a cup of hangover tea."

"Princess, don't go, Zhan still has a lot of concerns to tell you!"

The cat behind him just stretched out his hand to catch it, and Song Ci felt that he fell into the soft bedding, and was immediately pressed down by a fiery body.

Feeling the sound of warm breathing close at hand, she could only push against the man's chest, try to avoid those deep cat eyes, and tremblingly said: "Let's talk slowly if you have something to say, don't get excited!"

Zhan Zhao took out his pocket watch at some point, "Princess, is Zhan's child really so cute?"

Song Ci tilted his head to look at the smiling family of three on the dial, and replied repeatedly: "Absolutely, things like inheritance can't be faked!"

"Ke Zhan doesn't believe it!" Zhan Zhao said softly.

He slowly raised himself up and looked down at his wife.

Song Ci only felt a fiery gaze sweeping over his body like a searchlight, and then the son-in-law put aside the dial, slowly traced the trembling red lips that had already been embedded in his heart with his fingers, and said dully: "Zhan wants to see it with his own eyes. Watching the baby be born, grow up, practice martial arts, serve the country..."

"you……"

As soon as she uttered a trembling sound, she was tightly encircled by a pair of strong and gentle arms, watching the silk golden curtain fall gently.

Being turned into a red wave, mandarin ducks crossed their necks.

In the early morning light, Song Ci, who was lying on the bed in a daze and refused to get up, gritted his teeth with hatred when he thought of the eight characters above.

Obviously it only took a few seconds to read it, why did it become an infinite loop on her body!Did the person who wrote these words know that being so irresponsible would kill someone!

At this time, the palace servants who had already entered the room to clean up the room couldn't help covering their mouths and giggling when they saw the princess's annoyance, but Yi Fang, who was solid-eyed, said angrily, "What should I do if the son-in-law just got married and bullies people like this? The servants are going to find the Queen Mother to make decisions!"

"Yifang, come back!"

Song Ci, who really didn't want to be ashamed and thrown into the palace, had no choice but to suppress the discomfort to comfort her, "I'm fine, it's just that I accidentally slipped my waist while riding the sedan chair yesterday, just lie down for a day and you'll be fine."

"Why is the princess forced to smile?"

Yifang sat on the side of the bed and said angrily: "I didn't expect that Mr. Zhan, who looks so gentle and polite, will change his appearance after marriage. This servant is very scared when he thinks about it. Princess, don't betroth me to others!"

"cough."

It might as well just come back from sword practice and hear someone speak ill of him, Zhan Zhao coughed lightly, and said in a warm voice, "Is the princess feeling unwell? Why don't you let Zhan come to massage and treat you?"

Seeing all the caring maidservants slipping away like a mouse seeing a cat, Song Ci, who was helpless, could only smirk and say, "I'm fine, so don't bother your son-in-law."

"You and I are already husband and wife, so why should the princess see others like this?"

As soon as Zhan Zhaocai sat on the bedside, he felt his wife shrank back, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful that he shouldn't have frightened her too much last night, "Zhan has invited Mrs. Bao for a vacation. When the princess is in better health, you and I will leave." Would you like to go back to the hometown to pay respects to our ancestors and see our parents?"

Of course it's great!Presumably on the way home, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the cat didn't dare to pretend to be drunk and mess around.

At this time Song Ci didn't know yet, because she underestimated Mrs. Mao, who had a great mind, and when the two returned to Bianjing, she had already carried a kitten in her stomach.

The various battles of wits and courage during this period are hard to describe in words. The princess who had just returned home was abducted back to Renshou Palace by the Empress Dowager Liu who rushed over after hearing the news.

It just so happened that the Kaifeng mansion also had a lot of official affairs waiting for Zhan Zhao to solve, so Song Ci took the opportunity to stay in the palace to raise the baby.

With nothing to do, she copied a copy of the weapons and warship blueprints collected in the Qing Dynasty earlier and gave it to Zhao Zhen, asking the emperor to build a magic machine camp specializing in the production of thermal weapons at his own expense.

And the Daoist Xiaoyaozi who disappeared without a trace after the great victory also took the opportunity to show his face, dedicating the corn, sweet potatoes, potatoes, pumpkins, peppers and other rare species brought from the far shore to the great Song Dynasty emperor.

After half a year of busy switching vests like this, Song Ci, who was vaccinating his nephew one day, suddenly felt a pain in his stomach, and then a warm liquid soaked his dress.

"Queen, God Bless, God Bless seems to be giving birth!"

"Hurry up, hurry up and declare the imperial physician!"

After a while of panic and busyness, Song Ci, who had just laid down in the delivery room and gave birth according to the doctor's instructions, felt a sharp pain in his abdomen again, and his bulging belly deflated in an instant. Afterwards, it was full of bloody smell When the delivery room was neutral, there was a loud cry of a baby.

Zhao Zhen, who was waiting anxiously outside the door, clapped his hands for joy when he heard the cry of heaven, "What a boy! What a loud voice!"

Empress Dowager Liu also burst into tears and said: "The little grandson of the Ai family! Come on, let the Ai family go in and have a look!"

The female doctor who came out to announce the good news hastily persuaded: "The queen mother tells me that the delivery room is filthy, please wait a moment for the queen mother to wait for the servants to clean up before entering."

The anxious Empress Dowager Liu ignored the doctor's obstruction and insisted on entering, "Why should the daughter of the Ai family shy away from it! God bless, don't be afraid, the Ai family is here to see you!"

Empress Dowager Liu rushed into the delivery room in a hurry and saw her daughter breastfeeding a chubby doll, "How are you, Yier, did you hurt yourself?"

"My son is fine, maybe it's God's blessing, God gave birth to Lin'er in less than a quarter of an hour after the pain."

Looking down at the little meat ball with closed eyes and mouth sucking in his arms, Song Ci unconsciously felt an indescribable wonderful taste in his heart, no matter how hard he looked at it, he couldn't get enough of it.

Empress Dowager Liu lightly tapped the small fleshy socket on the baby's hand, and exclaimed, "What a handsome child, like you, more like a son-in-law."

Song Ci also found that the son who had worked so hard was more like his father, but the most important thing for her was that after several generations, she finally had a relative who was connected by blood.

The existence of this child made Song Ci truly realize that she is not a substitute who can only live according to the wishes of the original owner, and can also leave her own traces in this endless journey.

And the child in her arms was the best gift God gave her.

Song Ci bowed his head and kissed the baby's forehead, then smiled softly and said, "Good boy, mother will create the most beautiful era for you with her own hands."

Just at the moment when the little baby opened his eyes as if feeling the deep love of his mother, a touch of bright red floating clothes gradually came into view.

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: Master Mao's article is over, and the scumbag author is a little bit reluctant. =, =

I love you for 1 years, okay~~

Last Joy Little Theater

————The daily record of the exhibition kitten.

One-year-old: "I don't know, I can't remember."

Three years old: "Zamabu is so tiring."

Five-year-old: "Father ran away with mother-in-law again."

Six years old: "Mother is back, and there is a younger sister in the family."

Eight years old: "It's so annoying to meet a white mouse who bullies the little one!"

Ten years old: "Master Bao is still so dark, Zhan even thought he would gradually turn white when he was a child."

15 years old: "I didn't want to go on a blind date, so I ran away from home."

: "My younger sister looks like a mother but is not gentle at all. What should I do?"

23 years old: "Zhan can finally defend his family and country like his father."

28 years old: "Zhan, Zhan is married."

Little Kitten: "...so it turns out that the diary that Dad wrote when he was a child is so naive, but I still regard him as a great hero."