PS: There is one more chapter at 12 o'clock

In the twentieth year of the Marquis of Jin (492 B.C.), the first day of the first month of the summer calendar, Zhengdan. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The labor pain came very suddenly, Ji Huan didn't have time to go to Tongba, she had a feeling, and she simply gave birth in Yecheng, although there was no hot spring condition like Tongba, but fortunately, there were many doctors here and they were on call.

Le Lingzi volunteered to deliver Ji Huan in person, while Zhao Wuxian waited anxiously outside, and after a heart-rending scream that made him almost rush in, the sound stopped, and the room was as silent as death......

Zhao Wuxian's eyelids jumped suddenly, and despite the persuasion of his subordinates, he pushed the door and entered, startling everyone in the house.

Unlike the outside, which was warm and cold, the interior was very warm, full of the sweet smell of postpartum, the copper basin with hot water on the ground, and the arrowroot cloth stained with dazzling blood, and the female doctor in a white robe held scissors and looked at him tremblingly.

"What's going on!" After a questioning yell, Zhao Wuxian heard a weak response.

Ji Huan lay on the couch with a pale face, holding a puffy little guy in her arms......

"Congratulations to my husband, I am a daughter." After working for most of the night, Le Lingzi was also a little tired, she observed Zhao Wuxian's expression, but she didn't see any hesitation or dissatisfaction from him, but smiled from the bottom of her heart, and smiled so much that she showed her teeth.

"Mother and daughter are safe." At this time, Zhao Wuxian could only be glad that he approved Le Lingzi to train female doctors a year ago, and increased the proposal to support medical and pediatric doctors, which not only saved many pregnant women in Yecheng and saved many dying newborns, but also put double insurance on Zhao's own life.

At this time, he was no different from thousands of ordinary fathers in the world, kneeling lightly on the edge of the couch, stroking Ji Huan's sweat-soaked hair, and the little hands of new life flesh.

"It's so hard for you."

The heart is like a tiger, kissing the rose, and only when he gets along with his family, Zhao Wuxian will be so gentle......

Le Lingzi wiped the big drops of sweat for her, and Ji Huan was ashamed: "The concubine failed to give birth to an heir...... The pressure she beared, not only on the Zhao family's side, but also in the past year, the Xu State restoration forces that have gradually gathered around Ji Huan also don't want her to give birth to a boy.

"You and I'm young!" Zhao Wuxian didn't care, his attitude towards several ladies was different, especially Ji Huan and Le Lingzi's favor, which could be seen from the number of stays.

"What's more, it's good to give birth to a daughter!" He danced and said: "The decree says, if you give birth to a girl, the government will reward you with two stones of grain, a pot of wine, and a fan of meat, which is higher than that of a boy, and the second and third sons, why don't you go and get it back for me quickly, everyone will have dinner tonight!" ”

The maids covered their mouths and smiled, and went as promised, and they would beat gongs and drums to go to the Yecheng official mansion to tell the people along the way the good news: Shangqing has added another daughter. If nothing else, tonight, all the Yecheng officials and people, I am afraid that they will get a stone of grain, a pot of wine, a meal of meat, Shangqing himself is frugal, but he treats the people of the main city generously, every New Year's holiday, or adds heirs, there will be rewards, live and work in peace and contentment, and the immigrants who moved from the old Jiang can be regarded as the people of the Zhao family.

Here, Zhao Wuxian was not happy for much, but he was pushed out by Le Lingzi and a group of female doctors in white clothes, the mother needs to rest, the child needs to sleep, and it is necessary to put an end to bacterial infection in the outside world.

He could only look at the blue sky and birds in early spring at the door to ease his excitement.

Just about to leave, he saw a hairy head stretched out, and two little girls with drooping mustaches jumped in front of him generously, and did not salute, but jumped up directly, stretched out dirty palms, and those thin arms tightly wrapped around his neck......

"Brother!"

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"Little lady, don't be rude!"

In the face of Fu Mu's reprimand, Zhao Jia's hand was still tightly wrapped around Zhao Wuxian's neck, and he kicked his foot and rode straight onto his shoulder. Then she turned back mischievously, stuck out her tongue at Fu Mu, and grimaced, so frightened that her face changed, like mare's milk wine after a sour condition......

Zhao Wuxian couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't have anything to do with this little sister.

"Not like a fair lady, but like a monkey, what kind of system, if your mother knew, she would definitely discipline you like this."

Mother Jin Juan is the only person Zhao Jia is afraid of in Zhao Palace, but Jin Juan is also helping in the delivery room, and she can't care about coming out to teach her, so Zhao Jia is unscrupulous, anyway, she knows that her brother spoils her the most.

Zhao Wuxian's little sister, named Jia, nicknamed Mulan, the youngest daughter of the Zhao family, who lost her father at a young age, was spoiled and pampered by Zhao Wuxian since she was born, like her two nephews of the same age, Zhao Zhou and Zhao Cao, who were trembling when they saw Zhao Shangqing, but she dared to ride on Zhao Wuxian's neck and ride him as a horse.

When Zhao Wuxian and Ji Huan got married, she was innocent and said, "My sister can marry my brother, why can't I?" It shocked the full house, embarrassed Zhao Wuxian, and almost made Ji Huan change his mind. Now she is almost 7 years old, she looks down and generous, her eyebrows and eyes flying upwards inherit Zhao Ying, and her delicate and delicate face inherits her mother, and she looks like a beautiful embryo.

It's just that she is dressed differently from ordinary hanging girls, with narrow sleeves, dirty clothes, a slingshot pinned to her waist, and a wooden sword on her back.

Jinjuan, Le Lingzi, and Ji Huan are all worried about the future of this Zhao Ying's youngest daughter, so can they still get married? Which prince and doctor dare to ask her? However, Zhao Wuxian's view is different, he doesn't want his sisters and daughters to be well-behaved and skillful, if Zhao Jia is locked in the house and stuffy, he is afraid that she will be sick if she is active. It's better to be stocked for a few years, and when you are a little older, you will naturally accept your temperament and love to dress up.

"How did the female red learn?" Zhao Wuxian didn't think it was wrong, held his little sister's hand on his forehead, and asked jokingly.

As soon as he heard this, Zhao Jia suddenly pursed his lips and raised his head arrogantly, as if he was disdainful of answering, and finally said pretendly.

"Female red, needlework, people who fight for crumbs!"

Men and women weave, this is a natural duty, Ji Huan's needlework is flawless, and even Zhao Wuxian's four-and-a-half-year-old eldest daughter can pinch needles and sew her own towel. However, what Zhao Jia weaved was a mess, and the threads were entangled horizontally and vertically, like a terrible silk cage. The mean Han Ji once joked that her hands were as clumsy as those of copper and iron craftsmen, and she wasted the best Lu Min.

"The hands of the goldsmith are not stupid!" Zhao Jia immediately raised his face and ridiculed him.

"The sword on my brother's waist, can a man with a clumsy hand forge it? If you say who has the most skillful hands in the world, it must be Mo Xie! The words choked Han Ji like thunder, but she couldn't help it, among the women of the Zhao family, her status was only inferior to this little sister......

Zhao Jia doesn't like female red, but prefers flying eagle dogs, and the Zhongshan mastiffs in the Zhao Palace are afraid when they see her, and they really dislike dogs. She also loves slingshots and wooden swords, Zhao Wuxian has seen her shoot cicadas with the younger generation of children of the Zhao family in Yecheng Zhao Palace, the little girl has been slightly closed eyes, the other eye is staring at the prey, the arm is straight, just like raising a bow from the base, the stone track that flies out is straight and accurate, and when she picks up the wooden sword, she also has a good posture, Zhao Wuxian seems to see the shadow of her fighting in the Pan Palace......

In this regard, Zhao Wuxian said with regret: "You should really give birth to a male body, in that case, my Zhao family will have another general who can gallop on the battlefield." ”

However, if he is not mistaken, Zhao Ying should have had a young son, Zhao Jia, who was later divided by Zhao Xiangzi in Dai Di and became the acting king, and after the death of Xiangzi, he also competed with the grandson of Bolu for the throne, which led to civil strife in Zhao State......

So having a son is not necessarily a good thing, kings throughout the ages have wished to have more children and grandchildren, but when they are old, they have to face the open and secret battles of their descendants to seize the heirs, and even bloody killings, why bother.

Knowing that giving birth to a man is evil, it is better to give birth to a girl, thinking about it like this, Zhao Wuxian is even more relieved that Ji Ying failed to give birth to a child.

Unconsciously, his neck was a little sore, Zhao Wuxian patted Zhao Jia, who was playing vigorously on his shoulder, and said pretending to be serious: "Don't come down yet?" You're the only one who can ride on my head for so long. ”

This is her exclusive treatment, Zhao Jia giggled and said: "They all say that Brother is the ruler of the Jin State, under one person, above ten thousand people, so isn't I also above ten thousand people now?" ”

"Yes, you can match the king......"

Innocent, carefree girl, family can always bring endless joy and motivation. Although Wuxian wanted to tease her for a while, he was very busy, and he had to go to the official office to have a meeting with his retainers' staff, coordinate military and political affairs, and prepare for the attack on the country and the river in the spring.

was suddenly hugged down, Zhao Jia was a little unhappy, her little temper exploded immediately, and she raised her eyebrows on tiptoe and said: "It's rare to see Brother a few times a year, and every time it doesn't take long for a while, I can't find you anywhere, either in the Dynasty or in the Tongyu Palace." ”

Wuxian smiled: "That's it for the time being, that's the end of the horseback riding game, can I compensate you another day?" I just laid down the substitute land, there is a grassland in the south of the Yin Mountain, and when you grow up, I will take you to play! ”

"Prairie ......" Zhao Jia turned her anger into a smile, her eyes widened, she danced happily for a while, and then asked blankly: "Prairie, what is it like?" ”

"It's bigger than the garden in the Zhao Palace, and it's many times bigger than the forest garden outside Ye City. Come, sing with my brother...... Longcheng Stopper, under the Yin Mountain. The sky is like a dome, covering the four wildernesses. The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep ......"

……

Outside the Jin River, in Yucheng, the ice in the big river began to melt, making a crackling and crisp sound.

"The Zhao clan decided to send troops to attack Hejian after spring ploughing." In a small pavilion, Han Hu was wearing a mink fur, Duan Zheng was kneeling opposite him, and the two monarchs and ministers were discussing the news that had just come from Yecheng.

Han Hu's face was more relaxed: "Zitai patted his chest and said, this attack on Qi State only needs his Zhao family to do it, Han Wei does not have to send troops, Wei will provide 200,000 stone grain, Han will provide 100,000 stone grain to subsidize, we can prepare for the battle of Zheng in the coming year." ”

Duan Gui touched his beard, rolled his eyes, and said, "The minister thinks that this time, instead of the Han clan giving food, it is better to take the initiative to ask and send troops with the Zhao clan!" (To be continued.) )