I'm going to give birth......

Fang Jifan's tiger body was shocked.

Xiao Zhu is a father.

This is indeed something to celebrate.

The two stared at each other: "When will you be born?" ‘

"The delivery period is almost the same, I think it's been these days, have you seen Concubine Rong's belly, it's so big, bigger than a watermelon." Zhu Houzhao rubbed his hands excitedly: "Bengong wants to give birth to a son, as smart as Bengong, and give birth to seven sons." ”

Fang Jifan patted Zhu Houzhao's shoulder: "Good, my daughter is also very good, don't favor one over the other." ”

Zhu Houzhao sneered: "It's not good to have a daughter, like my sister-in-law, what's wrong, it's only cheaper for people like you." ”

Fang Jifan was furious: "Your Highness, the conscience of heaven and earth, how can I be bad?" ”

"You ......" Zhu Houzhao began to be melancholy: "You don't understand the mind of being a brother." ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is about to give birth, no, but his side concubines are about to give birth, both inside and outside the government and the opposition, everyone is paying attention, and everyone is excitedly waiting for the arrival of the prince.

Even the ministers of the Cabinet are now beginning to pinch their fingers and begin to count the days.

In October, the melons are ripe and the weather is getting colder, but it makes many people's hearts very warm.

Daming, there is a successor.

The prosperity of the offspring is a symbol of the prosperity of a dynasty.

In the palace, it has already begun to get busy.

At first, the seven side concubines were pregnant, and then the main concubine was pregnant, but after that, there were no more show girls in the East Palace who were pregnant.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Empress Zhang's arrangement.

The prince is too tossed, how can his body stand it if he goes on like this.

Now that the task of inheriting the lineage has been partially successful, it is better for the prince to stop for a while, and stay in Qingshan now, not afraid of running out of firewood, therefore, the show girls in the East Palace have changed a batch, huh...... Empress Zhang's aesthetics are still very normal, at least Zhu Houzhao's complexion has been very good recently.

Zhu Houzhao is determined to weave sweaters for his princes, he is in the state of Xishan Town, sitting cross-legged on the couch, familiar with the wool, his weaver is very good, a needle and a thread, even if it is a needle, very particular.

He had to knit nine sweaters, seven of which belonged to the side concubine, and one of them, a month later, the child born by the concubine, naturally...... There is also a child that will be born by my sister next summer.

Zhu Houzhao is like this, once he starts to do things, he is very serious and not infected by trivial matters in the outside world.

Fang Jifan didn't have his patience, and in a blink of an eye, he secretly went to the princess's mansion again.

…………

Champa.

A month ago, Wang Shouren arrived here with his disciples.

They were full of energy all the way, but they didn't show any tiredness.

Now, the banner of the Ming army has been hung at the head of the city.

This is a new city, decades ago, Annam captured the city, the city of Occupy the king of the city burned, after that, the Annam people established this new city on the original site, this way, everywhere is the fragrance of rice, Wang Shouren and others were surprised to find, even if it is close to winter, the weather here, is still pleasant, not only that, the rice of the third season, because of the heavy rice, and ups and downs, swaying with the wind.

Where is this Jiangnan of the West, and the rice in the south of the Yangtze River has never had three seasons.

Not only that, but the rice here is obviously lower than the rice in the south of the Yangtze River.

Obviously, it is the result of long-term breeding, the rumored Champa rice, not only early-maturing, drought-tolerant, the most important thing is, it is low, for rice, grow tall, is not a good thing, because once a large number of rice, because it is too high, it is easy for the rice stalk to be crushed, and finally the rice does not wait for people to harvest, it has fallen off, submerged in the mud, and the lower it is, the later it can be harvested, so that it is fully ripe, when the grain is full, you can get a higher yield.

Wang Shouren wears a unique Teng hat for the Jiaozhi people on his head, and the weather here is hot, and it is really unbearable not to wear a Teng hat to cover the shade.

As soon as the guard of the city heard that the deputy envoy of Tixue was coming, he personally greeted and set up a banquet, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves that day, and the guard general had already vacated the book in the city, but Wang Shouren refused the good intentions of the guard.

"I have come here to educate the people of Jiaozhi, if I am in the city or in the government, how can I educate them? The people of Jiaozhi, more than ninety percent, are in the suburbs, you may wish, this line, just in the suburbs, I see seven miles west of the city, there is a village, it is located in the important place, you may as well, I will settle up there, teach knowledge. ”

"......" this guard is a little confused.

This deputy envoy has something wrong in his head.

But for Wang Shouren, the guards didn't dare to be sloppy at all. Because Pingxi Hou had already written a letter, saying that this was his apprentice grandson, and he dared to snub this deputy envoy and kill you.

The guard smiled dryly: "It's just that if you are outside the city, it is difficult to ensure safety, of course, this occupies the city and there are not so many rules now, everything can be done cheaply, it's just ......"

"It's okay...... Wang Shouren smiled: "It's enough to send a thousand catties of grain every month." ”

The next day, Wang Shouren really appeared in the village community, just outside the village community, and the disciples and grandchildren were busy, they bought a large piece of land, temporarily built some grass houses, and lived in them, before this grass house, they opened up a sandy land.

Soon, in this early morning, the sound of Lang Lang reading was heard, and Wang Shouren led the scholars to practice swords, ride and shoot, read, and occasionally, would appear in the village community.

This village is not small, because of its proximity to the Champa city, the population is huge, and there is a market nearby, where scholars, merchants, and monks often pass by.

The appearance of Wang Shouren is an extremely rare thing for the villagers here.

They knew that Annan was dead, and they also knew that they had become the people of the Ming Dynasty.

Compared with those resentful scholars, there are still many old nobles, and these ordinary people should be a little more peaceful, because the Ming army is stationed here, and in their hearts, it seems that there is no difference from the original Annan people.

This is Champa, many people consider themselves to be the people of Champa State, Champa has been dead for 30 years, although it has gone through two generations, but the original identity has not been eliminated.

At first, it was discovered that this strange man sat cross-legged in the unhindered sand, teaching others to read, and did not seem to be disgusted by everyone's close observation.

He still teaches his disciples to read, and the disciples are very attentive to what they learn.

They were no different from many villagers, and after finishing their studies, these disciples began to do their own farm work, raising a dozen pigs and more than 200 chickens, and they also liked to ride horses and gallop around the neighborhood.

But...... More often than not, they are in conflict with the world.

Curious people began to squat around the sand and watch Wang Shouren give a lecture.

Wang Shouren saw the curious person, so with a smile, walked over, he is a very smart person, these days, he appeared in the market to communicate with people, actually has simply learned some of the local language of the city.

"Do you want to read?" Wang Shouren looked at the young man in his twenties.

The young man's face was tanned, and he seemed to be working nearby, and he looked at Wang Shouren who was smiling and groaning, and fled in fright.

But Wang Shouren doesn't care.

He is still the same, like a hermit who has entered the peach blossom garden, peaceful and regular.

After the third day, the young man came running back: "I want to study." ”

For most people, reading is a luxury.

But everyone has an instinct to learn.

Since then, the young people have stayed.

His name is Wu Changchang, a very strange name.

Wang Shouren patiently taught him Chinese and taught him to learn Chinese characters.

Sometimes, the disciples and grandchildren also help.

Wu Chang University was a bit laborious, but it was fast.

At this moment, many people in the neighborhood know that they can read here, and ...... It's not money-free.

The Chinese dialect and the Chinese language, when the Kingdom of Annam was still there, belonged to the aristocratic language and script.

This is similar to that of North Korea.

Since childhood, the aristocrats have studied the official dialect of the Han people, learned Chinese characters, and read the classics of the Han people, but ordinary people are not qualified to contact these at all.

And it is precisely in this era that all the classics and literary and historical records of Annan, even the world, are written by Chinese characters.

Therefore, for a person like Wu Changchang, learning the elegant words and elegant words of this nobleman is a very glorious thing in itself, which means that he can use elegant words to talk to scholars from miles away.

He was not dark, and often did not like to wear clothes, but slowly, he began to pronounce, began to hold a wooden stick, and under the attention of Wang Shouren and his disciples, he wrote down one text after another, and he could not come here to study for much time, because he needed to work and make a living before he could come here to study.

By the time he slowly began to speak simple Chinese, which he was not very proficient in, it was already a month later.

People like Wu Changchang began to increase.

After all, it doesn't want money.

And here, this gentleman is very easy-going, and people who have come down in their leisure time, with nowhere to go, come here with curiosity.

In the sand, more than 70 people have slowly gathered, more than 40 people were brought by Wang Shouren from Xishan, and the rest, some old and some young.

They began to have simple conversations with each other in Chinese and sign language.

Of course, people's favorite is to ask Wang Shouren questions.

Wu grew up with a lot of questions, and under everyone's attention, his face was red and a little twisted, but he still mustered up the courage and asked a body hidden deep in the hearts of many people: "Mr. is a Han person, I have heard people everywhere that the Han people are our enemies, sir, are they also our enemies?" ”

Wang Shouren doesn't look like an enemy at all.

But although some people come here to study and study, and behind the scenes, there are dark waves of hostile rhetoric against the Han people.

In Wu Chang's mind, this question has been lingering, and he wants to get an answer.

Of course, he was also afraid of angering Wang Shouren, after all, Wang Shouren treated himself well.

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