Great Ming: I, Zhu Di, Declare My Intentions to Seize the Throne from the Start!

Uncle Ba and Mao Xiang were sitting on the shaft of the cart, and Mr. Wang was sitting in the middle of the large cart covered with mattresses, holding a pile of prepared spare medicinal materials.

Uncle Eight saw Mao Xiang looking back and asked in confusion: "Old Liu, what are you looking at?"

Mao Xiang was looking at the people and horses rushing behind him.

The distance was too far, but he just felt that the figure was somewhat familiar.

"There's a man and a horse chasing after me. I'm looking to see who it is."

Mao Xiang answered casually.

Uncle Eighth glanced back, and at this moment, Fang Xiaoru happened to be closer again.

After Uncle Eight saw it clearly, he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Isn't this the young man who came to our village last time?"

While he was talking, Fang Xiaoru had already approached, slowed down his horse, glanced at Mao Xiang, smiled and held his hands in his hands: "Uncle Yang?"

"Last time I went to Tuqiao Village, I had breakfast at Mr. Zhu's house, and I also discussed some issues with Mr. Zhu."

‘After eating the food cooked by our young master, you also deceived our young master, and you have the nerve to say it shamelessly? ’

whispering sound!

Mao Xiang made a disdainful sound and turned his head to look aside.

Fang Xiaoru couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Uncle Eighth smiled happily and said, "I know, I was standing in the yard and saw you looking pale, riding a horse and galloping away from the village, mumbling something."

"Sir, are you going to Doqiao Village again this time to ask us, Shiro, for advice?"

‘Is it so difficult to deal with farmers? No matter how you talk, you don't give anyone any face. ’

Fang Xiaoru couldn't laugh or cry, so she forced a smile and nodded: "Ding You, the magistrate of Jiang County, I came to Jiangning to serve as the county magistrate. I heard that Mr. Zhu and his wife are giving birth, so I happened to go to express my congratulations and ask some questions."

Mao Xiang glanced sharply at Fang Xiaoru from the corner of his eyes.

Instinct produces vigilance.

Yang Laoba didn't know Fang Xiaoru's identity.

But Mao Laoliu knew it!

Fang Xizhi was Song Lian's disciple, the prince's junior brother, and also the prince's hostess in the East Palace!

Definitely a princely type with a solid foundation.

At this time, what do the people from the Prince's family want to do when they send Jiang Ning?

To gain political achievements?

Observe and learn, the young master builds a rural village community?

Or is it surveillance, or a stumbling block for rural communities?

It should be impossible to make a trip. The prince will never allow this to happen.

In an instant, Mao Xiang completed a series of careful analysis in his mind, and then asked with a smile: "I don't know, Lord County Lord, what do you want to ask my young master?"

Master?

Fang Xiaoru looked at Mao Xiang in surprise.

He could tell that it wasn't just a matter of title.

This former eagle dog was obviously on guard and testing him.

For Zhu Silang!

‘Is it because Mao Xiang fell to Zhu Silang and was punished by His Majesty? ’

Fang Xiaoru's heart was filled with turmoil.

terrible!

If Jin Yiwei falls to Zhu Silang, and Zhu Silang himself has any ambition, I'm afraid the prince will lose miserably!

Fang Xiaoru secretly rejoiced and said with a forced smile: "I have many things to ask Mr. Zhu for advice, such as how he and Mr. Xu taught the children of Tuqiao Village so well."

"Also, the construction of rural village communities."

…

Along the way, Mao Xiang and Fang Xiaoru secretly tested each other.

Uncle Eight was careless and didn't hear it.

But Mr. Wang obviously heard it, and in the end, he just dropped his head and dozed off.

Anyway, he took Mrs. Zhu's pulse several times and observed the couple. It was not easy to detect each other from their demeanor and facial features.

This kind of person lives in a rural village.

There must be something unspeakable.

He doesn't pry, nor is he distant.

Just treat him like a normal patient.

Pretending to be sleepy all the way.

Later, Mr. Wang actually fell asleep leaning on Mao Xiang's shoulder.

Old people are like children who have the habit of drooling while sleeping.

Mao Xiang's entire shoulder was soaked with Mr. Wang's saliva.

After entering the village.

Mao Xiang felt his shoulders becoming increasingly sticky and couldn't help frowning, "Forget it, forget it, at this time, I can't offend anyone, and I can't offend this old gentleman. I'll bear it!" ’

Through constant self-adjustment and comfort, Mao Xiang finally controlled his anger.

He put on an amiable smile and called softly, "Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang..."

ah?

Mr. Wang opened his eyes in a daze and looked at the dark sky, "Is it dark? Is it here yet?"

Fang Xiaoru followed on horseback, watching Mao Xiang pinching the corners of his shoulders and clothes with his hands, and couldn't help but smile to himself.

Unless you see it with your own eyes.

He couldn't believe that the cold-faced eagle dog in the past still had such a side.

In the past, Mao Xiang's attitude was only towards emperors and empresses.

Mao Xiang didn't care about talking to Fang Xiaoru at this moment, and said: "We have entered the village and will be there soon. Sir, please wake up first. We may need him soon after we arrive."

Mr. Wang yawned and nodded.

"Hot water!"

"I'm coming!"

"Ah! Shiro, I hurt...I'm afraid..."

…

As soon as they approached Zhu Di's house, they heard noisy shouting in the distance.

Mao Xiang's expression changed instantly. He shook the reins and the mule began to speed up.

Wait until outside the yard.

I saw that in front of the house, the villagers were surrounded, and everyone was waiting anxiously.

Xu Miaoyun's screams of pain and fear came from inside the house.

"Mr. Wang, hurry up." Mao Xiang directly picked up Mr. Wang and ran towards the direction where the crowd was gathering.

Fang Xiaoru stared in astonishment with wide eyes.

"Let me, let me..."

It wasn't until he carried Mr. Wang to Zhu Di that Mao Xiang put him on the ground and asked, "Master, how is the young lady?"

Zhu Di looked at Mr. Wang with anxiety on his face.

As darkness approached, Miaoyun's pain suddenly worsened and her amniotic fluid ruptured.

I have been crying and shouting like this for a long time.

But there was no movement at all.

Mr. Wang listened carefully and nodded with a smile, "Mr. Zhu, don't worry. Your Majesty is full of energy and there are no signs of exhaustion at the moment."

"Is the bleeding not serious?"

Zhu Di shook his head.

"That's fine. Just wait. It's very painful and difficult for women to give birth to their first child. If that doesn't work, we'll use birth control drugs."

"My lady's health condition, and based on my experience, I should be able to give birth smoothly."

"If you don't need birth-inducing drugs, try not to use them. Using them consumes a woman's energy and affects her lifespan."

…

It's different to have a famous doctor by your side. A few words can be very comforting.

Zhu Di's heart was in ups and downs. As Mr. Wang explained, he was slowly calmed down. He cupped his fists and thanked: "Thank you, Mr. Wang."

"Uncle Amao, take the old gentleman to the next room to rest first."

Mao Xiang nodded and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Wang, please."

When Mr. Wang passed by the children, he couldn't help but look at them curiously.

In fact, these children, although they are shabbily dressed, have very different spirits.

Not like any farm boy he had ever seen.

After Mr. Wang left, Fang Xiaoru quietly came to Zhu Di's side and squeezed out a smile, "Mr. Zhu, congratulations."

Hearing the sound, Zhu Di noticed Fang Xiaoru and couldn't help but be a little surprised. He stared at the window and asked in a low voice: "Brother asked you to come? How did he know so quickly?"

"No, I am the successor of County Magistrate Jiang." Fang Xiaoru forced out a smile that was more embarrassing than crying, "Jiang Jinzhong recommended me, but actually I didn't want to come. Last time I learned that you have the habit of keeping small accounts, so I decided , whenever I meet you, I will stay away."

"There are many people in the court who operate this position, but in the end, His Majesty chose me."

‘How come the fate between you and me is so deep! ’ Fang Xiaoru added slanderously.

Zhu Di paid attention to the movement in the house and listened to Fang Xiaoru's words. After thinking about it for a while, he understood.

He patted Fang Xiaoru on the shoulder and smiled, "As long as my little cotton-padded jacket is born smoothly and my wife is safe, I will discuss with my wife and cross out the small account for you."

Zhu Di doesn't mind being more generous at this time.

Fang Xiaoru's face was full of surprise, and the corners of her lips twitched.

From Zhu Di's words, he got another piece of information.

His Highness is not the only one who likes to keep small accounts for others.

Both husband and wife have this preference!

‘You are really not a family, don’t go into the same house! ’

With a slander, Fang Xiaoru immediately began to pray silently, "Confucius and Meng, students have always regarded you as their lifelong faith. If you don't help students, forget about a stick of incense or a bowl of pork head during festivals in the future." , students do what they say...'

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Time passes little by little...

Wow!

Until a certain moment, a baby's cry suddenly came from the room, and the cry suppressed Miao Yun's screams of pain.

"gave birth!"

"Shiro, Daya is pregnant!"

"Master, she must be a junior sister!"

"Yes, during the Chinese New Year, all I wish for is that the master's wife will give birth to a little junior sister for the master."

…

The people who were waiting anxiously heard the cry and suddenly spoke excitedly.

ha!

‘Kong Sheng and Meng Sheng, when the students return to Jiangning County, make them a bowl of hot pork head right away! ’ Fang Xiaoru clenched her fists excitedly.

At this moment, Zhu Di had rushed to the door.

But he was blocked by the eighth aunt who came out to announce the good news.

Aunt Eight smiled and glared: "Siro, you can't go in now. Congratulations to Siro, you are a leader!"

The corners of Zhu Di's lips twitched, a loving father and a filial son?

‘Da Ya, you are so impressive! ’

ah?

Fang Xiaoru's excited smile disappeared, "If it's not a little cotton-padded jacket, does King Yan's promise still count?" ’

"Master, it's good to have a handle." Mao Xiang, who came out after hearing the noise, looked at Zhu Di's lonely face and hurriedly smiled and comforted him.

It's good to have a handle.

When the time comes, he will be able to take the young master on horseback riding, archery, and hunting.

"Her eighth aunt, come back quickly, I'm a good girl, there's still one in my belly! People outside, prepare hot water!"

The fourth aunt's exclamation suddenly came from inside the house.

ah!

Everyone was stunned.

Snapped!

Aunt Eight hurriedly closed the door and ran back.

Zhu Di stood outside the door blankly, 'Is there another one? ’

‘Tsk, tsk, which one is better, Xu Daya’s piece of land, or Zhu Silang’s cow! ’

Fang Xiaoru looked at Zhu Di's back in surprise and couldn't help but started to curse.

He got married a year earlier than Zhu Silang.

Until now, my wife's stomach is full of pain, and there is no movement at all.

Look at Zhu Silang!

Mao Xiang subconsciously couldn't wait to look for the Jin Yiwei in Tuqiao Village among the crowd, eager to let the Jin Yiwei pass the news to the palace.

Ahem!

The sudden sound of coughing from beside him made Mao Xiang suddenly tremble.

Zhu Di glared at Mao Xiang with stern eyes.

Mao Xiang shrank his neck.

Just now, I wanted the Emperor and the Queen to know the good news so much that I forgot the warning the young master gave when he took him in.

‘Your Majesty and your Majesty will be surprised and happy when they know this news, right? ’

Mao Xiang couldn't help but raise his head, looking at the dark sky with some regret.

It's so dark that we can only fly homing pigeons until tomorrow morning.

When Mr. Wang heard that there was another baby, he walked out with a smile.

Zhu Di looked at it and knew that the old cunning man must have found some clues when he took Miaoyun's pulse, but he didn't say anything for the sake of reputation.

"Old sir, is this a little cotton-padded jacket?" Zhu Di couldn't wait to ask.

Mr. Wang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhu, there will be no surprise if you tell me. Anyway, it won't take long to know the answer, so why rush."

‘You are so brave! ’

Mao Xiang gave Mr. Wang a thumbs up in admiration.

Now, even Lan Yu doesn't dare to say such words to beg for beating in front of his young master.

…

"Zhu Silang, I want to keep a small account for you!"

…

puff!

The last child was obviously a naughty one. Xu Miaoyun seemed to be suffering from greater pain than the first child, and screams came out.

Everyone in the courtyard couldn't help laughing.

This lasted until midnight.

Just when Mr. Wang quietly returned to the room and began to prepare the birth-inducing medicine.

Wow!

A cry that shocked the whole village suddenly sounded from inside the house.

Cocks crow, dogs bark, cows moo, and horses neigh.

For a time, the whole village was very lively.

Fang Xiaoru suddenly laughed when he heard the cries of poultry coming from the whole village.

Under the excitement, his bad-mouthed habit resurfaced, and he muttered in a low voice: "Okay, the second son of Zhu Silang's family must be a demon king who chases away dogs. Zhu Silang will have a headache."

Click!

At this moment, the eighth aunt rushed out and looked for Zhu Di excitedly. When she saw Zhu Di crawling by the window and looking in through the window, she couldn't help but laugh and said loudly: "Silang, your wish has come true, he is a little cotton-padded jacket!"

Zhu Di was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise slightly, "My Miaoyun is great, and she does what she says, haha... I have a little cotton-padded jacket!" ’

At this moment, Zhu Di had completely forgotten the words he used to criticize before, "Da Ya, you are so impressive."

"We have a junior brother and a junior sister at the same time?"

"Master's wish came true!"

…

A group of children shouted excitedly.

The villagers also came up to congratulate them one after another, and then took a group of children who were unwilling to leave home to avoid making too much noise and affecting Xu Miaoyun's rest.

Zhu Di waited outside for a while.

The eighth aunt and the fourth aunt packed up everything and came out to let him in.

I couldn't wait to rush inside.

He went straight to the bed and held Xu Miaoyun's hand.

Xu Miaoyun was covered with a thick quilt, her face was pale, and her hair was completely wet with sweat.

In just a few hours, the corners of my lips became dry and cracked.

Seeing Zhu Di's nervous and concerned face, Xu Miaoyun smiled hoarsely and said: "I'm fine, and I didn't break the appointment. I gave birth to a little cotton jacket for you. Next, I will let the little cotton jacket take the blame. You can't favor the little cotton jacket!"

Zhu Di was amused and stretched out his hand to pinch Xu Miaoyun's nose. "It seems that everything is fine. At this time, I can still think of asking the little cotton-padded jacket to continue to take the blame."

After laughing, he solemnly said: "Miaoyun, thank you for your hard work. We will never have another baby again."

"No!" Xu Miaoyun immediately refused with a straight face, a blush appeared on her face, and she whispered with a smile, "I said, I will give you a lot of babies..."

"Go and see the two children."

As he spoke, Xu Miaoyun turned his head.

Zhu Di followed Xu Miaoyun's gaze.

The two little ones wrapped in swaddling clothes clenched their little fists and closed their eyes.

One is obviously very thin, and the other is fair and tender.

Xu Miaoyun stretched out her hand to caress the baby, "The thin and weak one is the boss, a boy, and the white and tender one is your little cotton-padded jacket. Didn't I always feel that there are two kinds of force, one light and one heavy, every time? Come to think of it, the powerful one is , must be your little cotton-padded jacket, the weak one must be the boss of our family."

"The boss gave up all the good things to his sister, so he will be thin and weak..."

Zhu Di walked around and looked closer.

The white and tender little cotton-padded jacket is particularly cute, and there are two small dimples on the cheeks.

The boss who is a kind father and a filial son is not an eyesore. The feeling of blood connection is wonderful.

My hands were itchy so much that I wanted to hug him, but I was afraid that I might hurt the child if I wasn't too careful.

I could only hold back for the time being and said, "I'm going to ask Mr. Wang to diagnose your pulse. By the way, I'll ask Mr. Wang to help take care of the two children."

With that said, Zhu Di turned around and hurried out.

After a while.

Mr. Wang followed Zhu Di in.

After Mr. Wang finished taking the pulse, he looked at the two little Doudou and said with a smile: "Although your wife's pulse is weak, it is a normal phenomenon after childbirth. I will prescribe some medicine to nourish qi and blood, and I will start cooking it from tomorrow morning. Take it, and after seven days, with Madam Zun’s physique, you will be able to recover.”

"As for the two children, don't worry at all. Although the eldest son is thin, he does not have any maternal diseases. He will definitely be a healthy and handsome son in the future."

"Miss Ling, as cute as she is now, she will definitely be a lively and cute person in the future..."

…

Slippery!

After listening to Mr. Wang's words, Zhu Di couldn't help but laugh and curse in his heart, but he was so happy!

Smiling, he happily sent Mr. Wang out.

As soon as Mr. Wang went out, he was attacked by two shameless people: Mao Aliu and Fang Shi.

He was pulled into the next room and asked about everything.

…

The next day.

The sky just turned white.

The children's morning reading has not yet begun.

A few homing pigeons soared into the sky from the mountains and forests to the east.

With the news that Xu Miaoyun had given birth to a son and a daughter, he rushed to Jinling City...

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