On this night, the people of the entire eastern suburbs and the Han scholars and craftsmen who managed it were rare to be fortunate to see a prince of Chu born in this life, and they all wore clothes, played lanterns, touched the night road, and came to visit with the best clothes and edible products made by each family......

Although the eastern suburbs are not as luxurious as the East Palace or even the Phoenix Palace, they are all available, and they can't find many precious auspicious gold objects that newborn babies can use for a while. （）

But everything is very special.

Even with the characteristics of the eastern suburbs.

There are embroidery woven from the mulberry silk specially bred in the eastern suburbs to the improved looms, embroidered with the totem phoenix of the Chu State, colorful and colorful, as well as small wooden swords, small bows and arrows, small waterwheels, small puppets These small objects needless to say, even the milk of the cattle raised in the eastern suburbs has been sent in barrels......

In particular, there is a two-wheeled bronze dove car for children to walk, with two wheels under the bronze dove, children can push it around, and even four-year-old Cheng Fei is rushing to play.

Cheng Qingqing was also very curious when she looked at it.

Afterwards, I asked her brother how he did it.

Cheng Jia only said that it was a thing that was cast during the public losing year.

Cheng Jia's private residence, although not big, is rare and exquisite.

After giving birth to a child, the doctor arranged to send her back to the room last time, and the faint smoke rose from the incense burner of the bamboo and phoenix, lining the entire small pavilion to be particularly quiet and elegant, the woman was lying on the heavy wooden bed, covered with a brocade quilt, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her eyes were closed, because the effect of the anesthetic was not returned in a coma.

The purple bamboo rustling in the courtyard sounded softly, and the people outside the courtyard surrounded Cheng Jia and Su Cong with their own special handicrafts, shouting noisily......

It seemed to disturb her short dreams.

Su Cong let Cheng Jia go in first, and he and Jing An were outside to deal with the enthusiastic villagers.

"Everyone, be quiet......"

"Both the adults and the princess know everyone's minds, but the princess just gave birth to a little boy and has to recuperate!"

Su Cong stood on the door, raised his hand and said, "If there is anything you want to give to the princess and the little prince, give it to me first." Su never got it, as a representative of the eastern suburbs, he helped everyone transfer it all together to the little boy. ”

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In the room, the old doctor slept on a small couch and clothes, the doctor boy rubbed in his arms, and a small copper stove was placed on the round table in the middle of the water to warm a bowl of milk, steaming faintly hot.

The child wrapped in a quilt in the cradle, with a pair of black eyes staring at the bowl tightly, opened her pink little mouth, and when Cheng Xian'er scooped a spoonful from the bowl and handed it to his small mouth, she stretched out her little tongue and licked it twice, and then held her fingers and kept sucking.

A little red face.

Like a red monkey, cute.

After drinking the milk, a pair of small hands forcefully grabbed the small spoon that Cheng Xian'er sent to his mouth and did not let go, playing unwillingly, Cheng Qingqing saw this and snatched the spoon from his hand, picked him up and walked back and forth, frequently teasing as a novelty.

But the little thing that was robbed of his beloved spoon shouted "ahhhhh

The crying voice sounded so sad.

"Okay, don't cry...... I won't rob you, I'll play with you!"

Cheng Qingqing was glared at by Cheng Xian'er, stuck out her tongue, looked at Mi Zhuang who was staring at her with red and painful little eyes, and handed him back the spoon in her hand with a good attitude, and immediately he burst into tears and laughed, "You little liar, fake crying." ”

The two stared wide-eyed.

Mizhuang "Gege" smiled.

Cheng Qingqing pinched his red and wrinkled little face angrily, and said in disgust, "Why do you look so ugly?...... It is said that Brother Ziyan is so good-looking, how can the child be born ugly and not rumbling, like a little old man...... You won't be able to marry a daughter-in-law like your brother in the future, right......"

stretched out his finger and wanted to poke his little face, but Cheng Xian'er raised his hand to stop him, "The child's face can't be touched casually! ”

Cheng Xian'er glared at Cheng Qingqing, who didn't know how important it was, stepped forward to hug the child, and then put it back in the cradle under the guidance of Aunt Li and let him sleep.

"Stingy!"

Cheng Qingqing snorted lightly.

"Fourth Miss, the child was born like this...... My youngest son is only half a year old, he was like this when he was born, and when he is older, the little son will definitely be ...... with water and water," Aunt Li explained with a smile as she made a good little quilt for Mi Zhuang.

At this time, Cheng Jia's announcement sounded outside the door, "Can I come in?!"

"Lord Ling Yin?"

"The lady is already resting!"

Aunt Li opened the curtain to let him in, only to see Cheng Jia wrapped in a thick cloak and holding a hot soup woman in her arms.

The man who is usually resolute and resolute seems to be taking every step very carefully tonight.

Extremely light, extremely slow, landed silently, and gave them a middle finger.

"In the middle of the night, if there is anything to do, just ask someone to deliver a message, why bother to run this trip. Seeing this, Aunt Li looked at him and asked in a low voice.

Finally got rid of the enthusiastic villagers, Cheng Jia walked forward, looked around, and saw that the bed inside was tightly closed, and the windows were closed well, without a trace of wind penetrating, before turning around and walking to a round stool on the edge of the warm couch and sitting down, taking Aunt Li's millet porridge, drinking two sips, warming the empty stomach.

Cheng Xian'er also looked at him again ......and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it that the situation in the capital is unclear now, there are many things to arrange, why are you back again?"

"The doctor didn't say that the child was born prematurely, and it was still worse than those full-term children, so I sent another soup woman to see if he was okay by the way. ”

Cheng Jia looked at the little thing in the cradle that was not noisy, and saw him sitting beside him with a cold body, looking at it with big black and bright eyes, as if because of his arrival, the little eyebrows similar to Ruo Ao Ziyan wrinkled, and shook his head with a chuckle.

There are no incubators in this era.

The only way to keep it warm is to find a way to keep it warm artificially.

Put the soup woman in her arms in the cradle to keep warm, and ordered Aunt Li to always pay attention to the child's body temperature, not too low and not too high, Cheng Jia explained: "This child should be careful about the cold and wind, and you should take care of it carefully in the future!"

Aunt Li and a few women nodded when they heard this, "My lord, don't worry, we will definitely do our best to take care of the little boy!"

Everyone looked nervously at the child in the cradle.

Cheng Xian'er pursed her lips slightly, with a feeling of falling out of favor in an instant, Cheng Fei was also on the edge of the cradle, looked up and asked her, "Auntie, is he a younger brother?"

“…… Sort of!"

"What do you mean?" Cheng Fei looked up.

"When he grows up in the future, he will go to school with you and take classes with Taishi, so he is your junior brother!"

"Senior brother?"

"Hmm!"

"Then you have to take your brother well in the future!"

Cheng Fei's eyes were sparkling and he looked at Mi Zhuang and nodded vigorously.

Cheng Jia saw that Mizhuang was sleeping quietly, and he could hear the gentle breathing of the people inside through the window, and he went out of the room after a few more words.

Walking into the courtyard, his brows finally wrinkled, and he helped the wound on his back, which was itchy and painful, but he only tightened the cloak on his body, and did not wake up the old doctor who had just fallen asleep in the middle of the night, and went back to the house to start arranging the food delivery of the Chu and Jin wars.

In the middle of the heavy curtain, the woman heard the sound of talking outside, opened her eyes silently, and a pair of eyes quietly looked at the pitch-black heavy tent, and there was a whispered voice in her ears.

That familiar tone.

It's as warm as it was 10 years ago.

In an instant, my heart twitched slightly.

I wanted to open the curtain to see the born child, but my hands were shrunk in the quilt, and in the end I just touched the wound on my stomach and closed my eyes for a long time.