There are many legends in all dynasties.

Especially for those big people, the family has worked hard for their future......

——When my son Long Aotian was born, auspicious clouds fell from the sky, there were immortals saluting, and there were divine dragons descending to earth!

- When my son was born cold, there was a red light in the delivery room, and the fragrance was rich, and he sniffed ten years younger, and his father just sniffed it, and instantly changed from a young man to a baby. Not to mention, the old lady still has to breastfeed him.

This is a fraud by the elders of the family for the sake of the child's future.

Counterfeiting has a long history, and there is certainly more than one.

There is another kind of person who grows up, for example, when he becomes an emperor or a minister, he will brag to himself.

——When I went out to talk, I said that when I was born, a giant tiger brought Ganoderma lucidum from the mountains, a phoenix danced and chirped on the delivery room, and a phase master passed by outside the imperial city and exclaimed: This is the birth of Ming Jun!

Historians like to record such things as gods and goddesses to show solemnity.

But everyone knows that Han Gaozu is an idle man, and Tang Gaozu is a grandmother......

Now some people say that the dark clouds are shrouded in the direction of the palace, and what is pregnant.

This is the reverse operation.

When other people's children are born, the clouds are auspicious, and when your Wu Mei's child is born, the clouds cover the top, what is this sign?

As soon as this child was born, he had the name of an ominous person, even if Li Zhi knew that it was the ghost of Queen Wang and others, he still responded in his heart, even if this child had no chance with the big position, Wu Mei would be left out in the cold by the way.

"Good means!"

Jia Ping'an pondered in the duty room and went out immediately.

He went to buy some things and then went home.

Ming Jing is cultivating.

When it is said to be cultivation, it is actually meditation.

"Meditation is life-consuming."

Jia Ping'an's voice came from outside.

Mingjing's Dao heart was broken in an instant.

"Come out, there's something good."

Ming Jing rolled her eyes, feeling that this Lang Jun was really too cynical.

She opened the door and came out, and Jia Ping'an went to the study first.

Ming Jing followed a few steps and found that something was wrong.

How do I act like a puppy?

This state is not appropriate!

Bright and still.

Jia Ping'an turned around and smiled, and said in a low voice: "Then hide it." ”

He called the wild goose.

When he arrived at the study, Jia Ping'an took out a small bowl from the bottom of the table, which contained liquid. He got a thread out of it and put it on paper to dry.

"Do you know how many ways to point tofu?"

Hongyan shook his head, "Nu doesn't even know how to make tofu. ”

Then it's safe.

Jia Ping'an got a copper coin and laboriously smoothed the surface.

Half of his hands were bored, Jia Ping'an looked up and found that he was a little stupid, "Come on, you go on." ”

"Why?" Hongyan felt that she should not do rough work.

"If you don't work, you can't eat." Jia Ping'an's lively capitalist face.

Hongyan has been doing it for a long time, and his hands are worn out......

"Look at it."

No matter what type of woman you are, you take care of your skin. If the skin is white and tender, the heart is dark and refreshing. If the white and tender skin is broken, it hurts!

There was a glint in the eyes of the wild goose......

"You're just a stinky skin." Jia Ping'an casually said the golden sentence: "The flesh is just a stinky skin bag containing our souls, some can go straight to the other side, and some are drowned halfway." The more you care about this stinky skin, the lower your chances of enlightenment. ”

Hong Yan pouted: "Lang Jun, mutton with skin is also delicious, last time Lang Jun said that he wanted to eat it with skin, and the slave thought that vegetables should also be eaten with skin." ”

Jia Ping'an was full of black lines, and felt that he had made a lot of sins.

Then he wrote a filial piety character on a copper plate and threaded it with soaked thread.

"You ......" Jia Ping'an looked at Hongyan, "be too honest, sit down." ”

Hong Yan's heart trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Lang Jun, what are you going to do?" ”

She took a step back, and Jia Ping'an got up and came over, "Sit down!" ”

This is to ......

Hongyan stiffened, "Lang Jun ......"

"What do you want? Sit down. ”

Hongyan sat down, stiff as a stake.

Outside, Du He's face was happy.

Lang Jun is this enlightened?

Wonderful!

He glanced at Ming Jing, who was washing clothes on the side, and felt that he had been wrong in the past.

Lang Jun is such a talent, and he is handsome, so he naturally likes women, but why didn't he sleep Mingjing, but chose Hongyan instead?

He couldn't help but think of the emperor.

Li Zhi's first few children were all born in the palace, that is to say, when he was still young, he couldn't wait to go to the palace.

Ay! That's hunger!

Swan goose...... It's really a great hero.

As long as you get the hang of it, the rest will fall into place.

Looking for a matchmaker?

Du He felt that something was wrong.

At the level of the Jia family, where can the matchmaker decide the marriage of the head of the family?

To get married!

The granddaughters of the old handsomes can take a look, and the Cui family, who are good friends, can also take a look.

The future is limitless!

Du He was secretly happy in his heart, and felt that the old Jia family was getting more and more stable on the Kangzhuang Avenue.

Inside, Jia Ping'an operated several times and muttered: "The face is too slippery, it's not sticky." ”

Ming Jing has always felt that she is ugly, but she is almost extraordinarily tender, which makes many women envious. At this moment, when I heard Lang Jun's praise, I couldn't help but be secretly happy.

"It's a little deeper here, so it's a black girl."

But Jia Ping'an just wanted to put on makeup for her.

Did I think too much?

Hongyan was depressed.

After finishing the makeup later, Jia Ping'an looked at the gray-skinned female crown and said, "Get ready, go to the imperial city to pretend to be a ghost." ”

……

In the carriage, Hong Yan wanted to touch his face, but Jia Ping'an coughed dryly, "Don't break it." ”

Hongyan lowered his head and suddenly asked, "Lang Jun, what are you doing here?" ”

Jia Ping'an said: "Later, you go outside the imperial city, calm down, put this copper coin outside, and then say something......"

Jia Ping'an took out a copper coin, "Calm down, put it down and leave, go to Pingkangfang, a certain is waiting for you there." ”

Hong Yan was a little nervous, "Lang Jun, this won't be a treasure that can turn the world upside down." ”

Jia Ping'an: "......"

"It's just a copper coin, and after today, forget about it."

Hongyan is a slave, and life and death are in the hands of Jia Ping'an, which is why Jia Ping'an asked her to pretend to be a ghost.

Later, outside the imperial city, Hongyan went down.

She has become a steady female crown at the moment, looking like she is in her thirties.

She walked to the front of the imperial city, her heart racing.

What if Lang Jun's arrangements were inappropriate?

Am I going to die?

Her face was red, but fortunately it was hidden by the makeup outside.

But thinking of Lang Jun's tolerance towards himself...... The slaves of other people's families are not treated as well as the Jia family, and the attitude of the master's family is even more different.

For such a good Langjun!

Hong Yan cheered himself up.

When the sergeant guarding the door saw a female crown, he shouted, "Stop! ”

"What's the matter?" Another asked.

Hong Yan looked at the head and went to pick out the cuffs.

Alert!

Several sergeants held the hilts of their swords and stared at the crown.

Hong Yan took out a copper coin worn by a thin rope, "In the morning, I found this thing before the statue of Daozu, and there are words on the ground: If this son is filial, the fire will burn continuously." ”

She put the coin on the ground, turned and left.

Free!

Hongyan walked back from the other side, worried about being followed, and kept looking back.

According to Jia Ping'an's arrangement, she entered Pingkangfang.

Where is Lang Jun?

Jia Ping'an said that he would come to meet him.

What about people?

When he came to the mouth of an alley, a hand was stretched out.

Hong Yan just wanted to scream, but he couldn't help it and was dragged in.

Master Jia was inside, he handed a burden to Hongyan, "The alley over there was blocked by Wang Lao Er, and it was blocked here, you quickly changed your clothes, there are wet towels inside, wipe the face clean, and the yellow crown is also temporarily taken off, wipe your hair, it's all white, tsk!" ”

Hongyan wanted to speak and stopped, thinking to himself Lang Jun, the slave is a woman! Is it appropriate to change clothes like this?

"The mouth of the alley can't be blocked for too long, hurry up and change it."

Hongyan wanted to go in more, but he was worried that someone would come in from that side.

In the end, she changed her clothes behind Jia Ping'an.

She didn't realize that the one she trusted most was Master Jia.

Jia Ping'an listened to the sound of squirming behind him, and said angrily: "I don't know how to go in?" ”

Hong Yan took off his coat with a red face and red ears, "I'm afraid of someone inside." ”

Jia Ping'an wanted to laugh, but in the end, he was speechless.

He was thinking about the effect of that thing being sent into the palace.

The thread was soaked in salt brine, and it could be burned with a fire, but it only burned the outer layer of substance, and the inner thread did not hurt at all.

This sub......

Sister's baby must be a son!

As for why he wrote a filial piety character.

Li Zhi is only in his twenties, and according to the trend of history, he will almost live another thirty years.

Thirty years!

Once that child became an adult, Li Zhi felt that he could still live for another few decades, and in his eyes, the adult princes were all threats.

Therefore, at this time, it is necessary to highlight a filial piety character.

Filial piety crushes everything.

Empress Wang and others said that King Chen Li was sensitive, studious, intelligent, and heroic......

Good words don't cost money, but they can't be used on the prince.

As soon as Li Zhi heard that this son was heroic, his IQ was as high as two hundred and five, and his sister's son was honest and had only one advantage, filial piety, who would he think was good?

Whether it is as an emperor or from the perspective of an old father, of course, it is good to be a filial son.

And that son with an IQ of 255 is a threat to himself.

Hehe!

Jia Ping'an felt that he was too bad.

……

"Your Majesty, a female crown outside the imperial city sent a copper coin, saying that it was found in front of the statue of Daozu in the morning, and there are ...... words on the ground."

"What word?"

Li Zhi felt that this thing was chattering and a little tired.

But in order to raise their value, the old Li family said that their ancestors were Taoist patriarchs Lao Tzu.

So he had to be respectful.

"If this son is filial, the fire will continue to burn."

Hey!

Li Zhi found it interesting.

"Your Majesty, the slave has checked it, and there is nothing abnormal."

Shen Qiu disappeared.

Li Zhi smiled, "Go to Wu Mei." ”

Wu Mei was already bedridden, and the midwife and medical officer were waiting for her.

In an atmosphere of imminent war, Li Zhi came.

"A female crown sent this before, saying that if this son is filial, the fire will continue to burn."

Li Zhiti slipped this copper coin and thought it was ridiculous.

What kind of thread burns constantly?

"I don't think this line burns."

Such tricks were quite boring for Li Zhi.

He looked at Wu Mei with scrutiny in his eyes.

Who got this?

"Your Majesty, the concubines don't know."

"The martial arts family hasn't entered Beijing yet, but it's my negligence." Li Zhi said casually.

It's a suspicion.

Wu Mei had a headache, she knew Jia Ping'an more than Li Zhi, and when she saw this copper coin, she knew that it was the handiwork of her brother. The key is that she knows that the Jia family has recently had a female crown.

The whole world has abandoned her, and only the teenager is planning for her and the child in her womb.

She lay on her back, tears rolling down the corners of her eyes.

This woman is pretending to cry!

Concubine Xiao Shu will also cry when she makes mistakes, crying pitifully, in order to ask for his forgiveness.

But Wu Mei wept silently.

Li Zhi was a little impatient.

"It's on fire."

He doesn't like to argue with crying women about anything, so speak with facts.

Wang Zhongliang glanced at Wu Mei and felt that this woman was really unlucky and hit the emperor's bad head.

Today, the eldest grandson Wuji is sparse again, and once again suggests that the emperor should appoint a prince as soon as possible to appease the hearts of the subjects of the world. Song Shuli gave a suggestion for the candidate: the queen's fake son, Chen Wang Li Zhong.

Na Shuli praised Chen Wang Li Zhong, what has His Majesty's heroic posture, what is sensitive and studious, humble and polite.

Wang Zhongliang remembered that after the emperor read it, the corners of his mouth were pursed, and his eyes were deep.

It's not happy anymore.

He had the candle lit, and then he took the thread from the coin and put it together.

Wu Mei tilted her head to look at it, but the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned.

What if it was said by the emperor to be ill-intentioned?

The emperor was already powerless to deal with the eldest grandson Wuji and his gang at the moment, and the two women in the palace who shared a bed with him had different dreams, which made him even more physically and mentally exhausted.

He needed help.

As long as he can show his value, the emperor will not be reluctant to do it.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath.

Li Zhi watched this scene casually.

The candle flame was lit to that thin line.

The fire burst into flames, Wang Zhongliang was startled, and subconsciously threw it out.

Copper coins and thin threads danced in the air with flames.

Wang Zhongliang felt that he was going to be finished.

He scrambled to grasp the thin thread, but it occurred to him that the thin thread would be burned.

But it's too late.

The thin line was still burning, and after rolling a few times on the ground, the flames were smaller.

Everyone felt that the line was gone.

The flame was extinguished, Wang Zhongliang picked up the copper coin, and then went to touch the thin thread.

I guess it's ashes.

Li Zhi got up casually, if it weren't for Wu Mei's labor, scolding would be indispensable.

But even if he didn't scold, he would have been indifferent to this woman recently as a punishment.

Hey!

Wang Zhongliang pinched the thin thread, and as soon as his hand was released, the copper coin swayed underneath.

"It's not broken?!"

Li Zhi was stunned, "Take it." ”

Wang Zhongliang took the copper coin, and Li Zhi felt that something was wrong as soon as he pinched the thin line.

It's not broken!

He carried the thin thread and shook it a few times, and the copper coin swayed, quite steadily.

"This ......"

Li Zhi was stunned, "Can this continue?" Go, go and find the crown! ”

And there was a chamberlain.

Wu Mei looked at the copper coin in disbelief.

"Isn't the fire burning? Why constantly? ”

Someone said, "Why don't you ...... Burn it again? ”

You idiot!

Wang Zhongliang found someone more stupid than himself, so he shouted: "Get out!" ”

This is a copper coin found in front of the statue of Daozu, and burning it once is disrespectful to Daozu, and burning it again is ......

Do you think your face is bigger than Dao Ancestor?

Li Zhi's face was calm, but he was quite shocked in his heart.

He knew very well that once the cloth was burned, it would then turn to ashes. But why is it that a thin line is intact after burning?

Don't......

He thought of the words of the female crown.

- If this son is filial, the fire will continue to burn.

Could it be that this is Dao Ancestor's point?

If this is the case, then Wu Mei's birth must be a son.

If it's really a son......

Li Zhi coughed dryly and said softly: "You are so good at giving birth." ”

Wu Mei responded with a smile.

Li Zhi went out, called the midwives and the medical officers, and instructed: "Do your best, if you slack off, punish severely!" ”

There was no emotion in Wu Mei's eyes, and when it was night, she took out the copper coin, and then found an excuse to kick people out.

She walked with difficulty to the side of the candlestick and lit the thread again.

Thin lines are burning.

It was then reduced to ashes.

Wu Mei covered her mouth and laughed.

That brother!

I don't know what method he used, but he could make the thin thread burn twice before it turned into ashes.

Sure enough, it was his handiwork.

The emperor is the most superstitious creature in the world, on the one hand, he feels that he is not a god-given emperor, and on the other hand, he tries in every possible way to find evidence that he is the illegitimate son of God. Therefore, in all dynasties, auspicious disasters have become disasters.

With auspiciousness, it proves God's approval of the emperor.

Therefore, when Li Zhi saw such a miracle of continuous fire, he instantly swelled.

This is God's gift to me!

But Wu Mei is different!

She has been rough and bumpy for half her life, and she doesn't have much respect for the gods at the moment, and she judges that Jia Ping'an did it, so she feels that there is a problem.

That little brother is good at fooling people, and she knows it, so she wants to try it.

She put the coin under her pillow and lay down.

Is it filial?

That's good!

She slept peacefully.

……

Midnight.

Zhang Tianxia was napping outside the door and waiting.

"Someone!"

He heard the voice, looked up, and saw the palace man on night open the door.

"Zhaoyi thinks of the night?"

In the later period, Wu Mei got up more frequently at night.

Wu Mei lay on the bed and said in a calm tone: "Go and find the midwife and the medical officer, and let Zhang Tian go down to keep an eye on the delivery room, and don't let people in." ”

The palace people were taken aback.

"Zhaoyi!" Zhang Tianxia came in.

Wu Mei said: "Call someone to help me go to the delivery room." ”

Zhang Tianxia responded, "Do you want to inform Your Majesty?" ”

Wu Mei shook her head, and a fierce color flashed in her eyes, "I asked the midwife, some will give birth overnight, Your Majesty works hard, there is no need." In addition, keep an eye on those people, the midwife and the medical officer will also keep a firm watch when they come, in a word, the matter of my birth must not be leaked. ”

She was calm and almost cold-blooded.

"Help me up."

Wu Mei thought of Jia Ping'an's explanation, "Help me go." ”

If you insist on walking before giving birth, you will have a better production.

"Zhaoyi."

A group of people felt that this Wu Zhaoyi was really crazy.

"Quick!"

Wu Mei was helped up and walked back and forth in front of the delivery room.

The midwife is coming.

Stopped, failed.

The medic came.

Check.

Unsuccessful.

"Whose idea was this? Zhaoyi didn't listen to me, but went to listen to outsiders. ”

When it came to the time that Jia Ping'an said, Wu Mei went to the delivery bed.

The atmosphere suddenly tensed!

There was occasional moaning in the delivery room, but more of it was calm.

The sky was slightly bright, and Li Zhi also had breakfast there.

"Your Majesty, Wu Zhaoyi's side is already in production."

"Oh!"

Li Zhi got up, "Go and see." ”

He went all the way to the outside of the delivery room, and just as he wanted to ask questions, he heard the shouting of joy inside: "Come out." ”

"Wow!"

The morning sun showed a touch in the sky, blurring the surrounding clouds and looking at the weather.

"Congratulations to Zhaoyi, it's a prince."

Li Zhi was overjoyed, looked at the delivery room bathed in the morning glow, and said, "This time is quite good. ”

The morning sun on the horizon is slowly rising, and the light is shrouded in the world, boundless.

"Hiroshi, the vast also! Tolerance too! This son has the meaning of filial piety, and when he was born, the weather was grand, and he can be called 'Hong'. ”

The palace people said the emperor's previous words in Wu Mei's ear.

Wu Mei's sideburns were soaked with sweat, she glanced at the child and said, "Li Hong...... My son. ”

……

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