Ye Yingwu is already standing here for the second time, and the city of Nanjing after the heavy snow is covered in silver. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The solemn Daming Palace, covered by snow, the golden glazed tiles, the red wall is covered by snow, and there is a shocking magnificence.

It's just that Ye Yingwu's heart is not here at this time, but silently stands under the corridor with his hands in his hands, as if the whole person has turned into a sculpture in the wind. Compared with the last time, Ye Yingwu obviously has a lot of experience, and has been able to treat those maids and stable women who come and go like ants on a hot pot as nothing, as for those imperial doctors who are often called "incompetent", Ye Yingwu doesn't seem to notice them, but only those who stand behind Ye Yingwu can see clearly, Ye Yingwu's hand behind him is constantly clenched into a fist, and slowly released, and the palms of his hands are full of sweat.

Hui Niang and Shu Er, who were standing on the left and right sides behind Ye Yingwu, were also silent, just watching the standing figure in front of them, and in an instant, this was not a majestic figure compared to those soldiers who fought the battlefield of the Ming Dynasty, but it was the irreplaceable backbone of the entire harem.

He stood here, and everything seemed to be as steady as Mount Tai.

A loud cry suddenly interrupted the noise of the crowd, and countless stable women and maidservants subconsciously slowed down their hands and feet at this moment. And Ye Yingwu exhaled softly, and just wanted to move forward, but found that he didn't know when his legs were numb.

A stable woman hurriedly ran out and rushed directly in front of Ye Yingwu: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, Congratulations to Your Majesty, Mother and son are safe, she is a little princess." ”

"Daughter?" Ye Yingwu was moving his hands and feet awkwardly, and when he heard this, he was stunned, and then his face showed a look of joy.

Although the stable woman couldn't figure out His Majesty's temper, she had already estimated that she was not far from ten when she looked at his expression, nodded again and again, and made a gesture of please. Hui Niang, who was standing behind Ye Yingwu, had already dragged Shu'er to take the first step, and Ye Yingwu also strode to follow.

The well-arranged delivery room still had a strong smell of medicine and even a faint smell of blood, but Ye Yingwu walked inside without the slightest hesitation. Fortunately, these stable women have already had the experience of the last time, and they are extremely fast to clean up the house, and they quickly clean up the site.

And Ye Mengding and Chen, who were also waiting outside, also walked up side by side. After the last Nanjing Rebellion, the estrangement between Ye Mengding and Ye Yingwu's father and son seems to have dissolved, and now they have been living in the palace, and they finally don't have to travel between the Chen family, and the Chen family is naturally only pleased with this, after all, there are more and more children and grandchildren who can be happy under their knees, and the father and son who have been a little bit uneasy to deal with each other at least seem to have been extremely harmonious, and a complete home that the Chen family has been looking forward to for many years has finally become a reality at this time.

Wen Po carefully handed the baby in swaddling clothes to Ye Yingwu, because he had hugged his eldest son before, so Ye Yingwu was not in a hurry, and reached out to take it and looked at the baby who seemed to have fallen asleep with squinted eyes, and the last big stone in Ye Yingwu's heart was also considered to have landed.

At least now I have both children in this era.

Ye Mengding and Chen had already come over, Ye Yingwu hurriedly handed the child to them, and the second elder didn't care about talking to his "capable" son, with a kind smile on his face, Chen said with a smile: "Old man, this child looks like you." ”

This time Ye Mengding didn't have the slightest excuse, he originally wanted to reach out and touch the child's face, but when he thought that his hands were full of wrinkles, he carefully retracted it, everything was light-handed, just like holding a flawless piece of jade in his hand: "Like me, how can it not be like me." ”

Seeing his father holding the child silly and happy, Ye Yingwu was also full of emotion. In front of his own flesh and blood, even a strong person like Ye Mengding will be softened by all his hearts. At that moment, as soon as he threw his hand at Ye Mengding and the Chen family, Ye Yingwu opened the curtain and walked straight to the inner room.

Her jet-black hair was scattered on the embroidered pillows, and the sweat had soaked the bedding. Qiqin, who was lying on the bed, was pale, obviously she had consumed too much physical strength just now, so she could only lean quietly on the bed. Hui Niang, who came in first, was wiping the beads of sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief, and Zhao Yunshu personally replaced Qiqin's futon with another set of dry ones.

The imperial doctor, whose beard was already gray, stood up tremblingly, and when he saw Ye Yingwu, his hands trembled even more, and he lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty, Niangniang's pulse is normal, just because of excessive exertion during childbirth, some tiredness and blood loss, as long as you are careful to recuperate, please Your Majesty don't worry." ”

Ye Yingwu nodded, and then said in a deep voice: "If something goes wrong, you know the consequences." ”

The old imperial doctor exhaled softly and solemnly bowed his hand.

Next to him, Zhao Yunshu said in a low voice: "Imperial Doctor Hu was in Lin'an Imperial Hospital when he was young, and he is even more virtuous when he is older, so you can rest assured." ”

With a sigh, Ye Yingwu asked the old imperial doctor to step back, walked straight to the edge of Qiqin's bed, and stretched out his hand to gently hold Qiqin's white hand. Zhao Yunshu and Hui Niang glanced at each other, and retreated very consciously, not forgetting to close the door.

"Why should the husband be so loud to an old man." Qiqin smiled lightly, "Isn't there anything wrong with the concubine's body." ”

"I'm just afraid that they will be cautious, so they will deceive the king." Ye Yingwu shook his head helplessly, "A certain Qin'er finally went through this ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulty, and in the end, naturally there can't be the slightest mistake." ”

"Ninety-nine-eighty-one difficult?" Qiqin was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled, "When did Fujun become interested in Bian Que's medical books?" ”

Ye Yingwu realized that he was wrong, after all, this is an era before "Journey to the West", and the ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulty at this time refers to Bian Que's "Yellow Emperor's Ninety-nine-eighty-one Difficult Scripture", which is an out-and-out medical book.

At that moment, Ye Yingwu said seriously: "Isn't this for the sake of Qin'er." ”

"Flim Tongue," Qiqin pretended to be angry, "The concubine was deceived by your Flam Tongue in the first place." ”

"It is the fault of a certain person to deceive you into this glory and wealth." Ye Yingwu said with a smile, reaching out and gently smoothing her scattered hair, "Qin'er was originally a white orchid in the valley of the drunken spring breeze that no one could desecrate, but she let someone take possession, and she was really envious of the Lin'an people at that time." ”

Qiqin clenched Ye Yingwu's hand: "The concubine body still remembers the fierce and vicious appearance when you first rushed upstairs, if it wasn't for the death at that time, I'm afraid this body would have been possessed by the husband long ago; I remember the second time I opened my eyes and saw you, to be honest, my husband, your seemingly simple apologies made the concubine still very shocking in retrospect. ”

"If someone does something wrong, he should naturally apologize, and he deserves it." Ye Yingwu shook his head indifferently, "If this is not the case, how could you, the Oiran who is intoxicated with Lin'an Bancheng, fall into the palm of a certain hand." ”

Gently leaning on Ye Yingwu's shoulder, Qiqin muttered: "To tell the truth, the concubine once wanted to marry that dignitary in her life, so as not to be cold in front of the door after old age and decay; Or find a confidant, partner with him, travel the mountains and rivers, and spend the rest of his life in peace; Or take over the drunken spring breeze directly from Aunt Chunfang, and since then there have been countless entanglements with this red dust, and they can no longer be separated・・・・・・ but they never thought that they would marry a big hero like their husband, a king who reopened the prosperous world. Save the building from the collapse and turn the tide from the fall. The deeds of the husband are now known to the world, and I am afraid that there are not many women from good families and girls who want to recommend pillows, but let the concubine take the lead, such an honor must be a blessing from the previous life. ”

"That is, the kindness of our family's Qin'er, it is estimated that he was a good person in his last life." Ye Yingwu stretched out his hand to hug her tightly, "Now the scale of XX's harem is not small, and I can't count it with two hands." To tell the truth, at the beginning, I was satisfied just thinking about three wives and four concubines, but now I find that I don't want to find someone who keeps stuffing around, and as a result, the time to accompany you is getting less and less. ”

"You are the emperor, and the emperor should be like the emperor." Qiqin couldn't help but smile, "I've asked Sister Wanniang to come forward to refuse the Ministry of Rites twice before, and you can't push it off this time, otherwise Sister Wanniang herself will probably have to take the name of jealousy first, and the husband doesn't want to see this." ”

"Then you can only be wronged." Ye Yingwu shook his head and sighed.

Qiqin rolled her eyes and reached out to grope the soft flesh on Ye Yingwu's waist, but she didn't have the strength to twist it, so she could only wrap around his waist: "I am so wronged that no one can wronged you." ”

Ye Yingwu didn't want to argue more on this issue, after all, it wasn't him who suffered in the end: "I saw our daughter just now, she looks like a certain person between her eyebrows, and her mouth and nose look like you, and she will definitely be a slim beauty when she grows up in the future." ”

"The concubine is incompetent and did not give birth to a boy, is it particularly incompetent." Qiqin whispered.

"I like my daughter more," Ye Yingwu insisted, "My daughter is my father's little padded jacket when she grows up, and the weather is colder every year, so it's better to wear more." ”

Qiqin just hummed and quietly leaned on Ye Yingwu's shoulder.

Ye Yingwu hugged his soft and boneless delicate body, as if he was holding the years he had lost.

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Thousands of miles away from Nanjing, the island of Kyushu in the East, Dazaifu Castle.

The warships of the Ming Oriental Fleet anchored under the coastline, the waves slapped heavily against the hull, and the pale blue water hit the ship, which was quickly split, and immediately turned into bits and pieces of splashing spray and water foam, splashing around. The red dragon flags on the warship fluttered proudly in the wind, as if this wind could only make them better show the majestic picture on their flags. The hull is high enough to perfectly ensure that the waves cannot touch these flags, and the officers and men of the Ming Oriental Fleet standing on the slope below the flags are basically no different from the flagpoles around them.

With the sound of drums, rows of soldiers strode out of the gates, lining up the two tiers of the once blood-stained embankment, and a high platform had been erected outside the gate, under the dam that symbolized Dazaifu Castle. Outside the dam are the Ming Dynasty's huge ships lined up in a neat formation, and the dam is lined up and down the Ming soldiers, spears and short knives reflect each other, reflecting a glimmer of sky light falling from the gap in the dark clouds.

Countless people of Dazaifu City have been driven out of the city by the Ming army, everyone saw the scene in front of them, and subconsciously bowed their heads, after all, this is the conqueror's show off to the people who are about to become slaves, and it is very unfortunate that these people are the conquered slaves.

Corresponding to the army standing in the Ming Dynasty, there were teams with tattered armor from the south of the city, these people who were also soldiers were empty-handed, and only the people who led the team were obviously allowed to carry their own flags, or in such a humiliating occasion, they did not want to hold their banners, but in the face of Daming's butcher's knife, they still chose to give up resistance very self-consciously.

The flags of the Otomo family, the flag of the Shoji family, the flag of the Kikuchi family, and the flag of the Shimazu family ・・・・・・ anyone who has been in Dazaifu Castle for a long time can easily identify the ownership of these flags. Once these banners belonged to the high-profile and domineering families of Dazaifu Castle, they are now a symbol of defeat and shame.

"Coward, you should go to the war and die!" One of the widows suddenly yelled.

"Yes, coward!" It didn't take long for someone to respond.

Countless Japanese people, men and women, young and old, raised their arms and shouted, as if what was in front of them was not their children, nor was it the existence they once looked up to and admired.

"Coward!"

"Coward!"

Countless people were shouting, countless people were yelling, but the soldiers of the Ming army guarding them still stood straight and did not move in the slightest.

As for the Japanese soldiers who were escorted forward, they were expressionless and moved their steps stiffly. If the other side is only outnumbered by them, they may still be ashamed of themselves, ashamed of the two complete defeats and the final surrender without a fight, but only these soldiers who have really experienced the battlefield can understand what kind of enemy they are facing.

The roaring firearms, the black pressure of the enemies rushing upwards like a tide, and the countless arrows that whistled overhead, everything seemed to be hell, full of the wrath and roar of the heavens, and the whole heaven and earth were in their hands, calling for wind and rain, and the sky was rolling in thunder.

This is not a war between man and man, but between man and God. Japan is a people who worship gods, and they never thought they had the power to resist the gods.

On the high platform, Fan Tianshun squinted his eyes and looked at the chaotic crowd in front of him, although those soldiers were numb and did not feel the slightest sense of shame, but the generals of several families on the high platform had no light on their faces, and this feeling of being poked in the backbone was not good at all.

There is no need to look at Fan Tianshun's eyes, Liu Chengcheng has already waved his hand fiercely.

The drums suddenly became faster, and the Ming soldiers, who had been standing still, drew their swords at the same time and threw themselves directly into the defenseless crowd. Whether it was a woman, a child, an old man, or an adult man, the Ming soldiers did not hesitate at all. Maybe it's because the smell of blood in the wind stimulates their nerves, or maybe it's because they stand under the dam that has been conquered by countless soldiers one after another, and they think of the heroic spirits who died in battle, so they kill people with a clear conscience, perhaps・・・・・・

When the drums soothed again, hundreds of Japanese people had fallen in pools of blood.

The generals of the various families standing on the high platform did not say anything.

The countless widows standing under the high platform said nothing.

There was only a strong lingering smell of blood in the wind, and the Japanese people had been completely honest, and a row of pikemen stepped forward to surround them to prevent them from taking risks, and the crossbowmen above and below the dam were also on standby, and whenever there was any unrest, they could pull the trigger as quickly as possible.

Fan Tianshun clapped her hands gently, she didn't do anything just now, but she seemed to have done everything here. Including the young and second seniors who used to be in Kyushu, all the generals of the Kyushu family bowed their heads slightly in front of Fan Tianshun.

This is the respect for the strong, but also the fear of killing.

In the face of the people who are not their own people, the Oriental Fleet and the Ming soldiers have no reason to show mercy to their subordinates.

"A few generals, do you think that from now on, Kyushu should be regarded as the territory of the Ming Dynasty?" Fan Tianshun turned around and said with a smile, "I also invite several generals here to settle in Nanjing, feel the style of the Ming Imperial Capital, and feel the style of the prosperous and condensed world." Please also rest assured that the Ming Dynasty will definitely guarantee your safety, and will also ensure your glory and wealth. ”

Several heads of the family took half a step back at the same time, facing the direction of the southeast Ming Emperor's capital, and solemnly knelt and bowed.

There was a crisp sound, and the flag of the Shao Er family fell directly to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the flags of the rest of the houses were thrown to the ground in the same way.

Under this sky, only the red dragon flag of the Ming Dynasty was still dancing proudly. (To be continued.) )