When the Ministry of Rites learned from Zhao Han that Su Meiniang had added a new son to Li Wenxuan, he was very happy and did not have too many surprises. **After receiving the verbal congratulations from his colleagues, he politely returned the salute, and on the other hand, he felt that he was fortunate to be in the Ming Dynasty, and he was okay, otherwise he would not be happy. After all, if this matter is left to the next generation, a debt collector like himself, who has three sons in the family, must at least prepare a marriage house for each of them, in case they will not find a wife in the future. This alone is a big deal ranging from hundreds of thousands to millions.

Li Wenxuan, who was originally hoping that Su Meiniang would give birth to a daughter for herself, naturally lost a lot of enthusiasm for herself, the third son who came to the world.

"Gong Li, I don't know if you have any recipe for having children, and if you can also give me one or two, so that we can also spread out and get the light." A colleague who congratulated him did not disperse with everyone, but said what he and the big guys thought in their hearts very politely.

Glancing at him, he looked around at Li Wenxuan, who was waiting for others, and was able to draw a reason from their eyes. After all, his wife and concubine, so far, as long as they are pregnant, will inevitably give birth to a son, and there is no empty cannon that only gives birth to a daughter. Even if she is the only Zhao Tianer who gave birth to her daughter Li Muxin for herself, it is also a dragon and phoenix fetus. Therefore, in their minds, if they didn't have a secret recipe for having children, they would never develop like this.

Li Wenxuan, who knew very well in his heart, said that if there was no, then they would never believe it, and if he said yes, he could not guarantee 100% that he would give a prescription for a multi-child pill, and he would inevitably give birth to a son. I don't want others to take advantage of me in vain. He didn't want to lose his "magical powers" because of this, so he didn't forget to pat the biggest leader's ass and said: "There is no magic formula, only a heart that is loyal to His Majesty and pious and respectful." As long as you do this truthfully, you will inevitably accumulate yin virtue and have many sons and blessings. ”

Seeing that he has spoken all the things that have been spoken to all the people in this part. It's not good to ask for it anymore, after all, others still have multiple identities, that is, the left waiter of the Ministry of Rites, the former Taoist priest of today's son, the first celebrity. They are also clear that Li Wenxuan is willing to say that it is their own creation, and he is not willing to say it. It also makes sense. After all, with such a strange prescription in his hand, even if he does not serve the current emperor alone, he will have to spend a lot of money on others.

The people who were disappointed dispersed with unhappiness in their hearts. Only then did Li Wenxuan, who was free, face Zhao Han, who was waiting on the side, and wrote lightly: "I know." Go back! ”

Zhao Han, who was slightly surprised, first promised a "yes" with both hands in his fists, and then slowly retreated out. Until he left the door of the Ministry of Rites. What does the head of the family mean by smashing it all the time? At present, he is in dire straits. The first thing is not to be on the wrong side.

If not, I'm afraid I will really have to roll out on the street and go back to my old business to ask for food. Zhao Han, who saw the specific situation in the Qing Mansion, understood that Su Meiniang would definitely have credit for adding a new son to the Li family. And it is reasonable to re-emerge and rank third among the main mothers. However, he clearly felt some indifference from Li Wenxuan, so he thought about it more. More doubts.

"Grandpa Zhao, what's wrong with you? It seems that he is very unhappy! A henchman who followed Zhao Han, a young man with a bright brain, observed that he had something on his mind.

Zhao Han, who just glanced at him briefly, was not in the mood to deal with him, but touched his chin with his right hand and chewed the deep meaning of his master's words back and forth. He was not in a hurry to ride back to his house to explain everything, but sat on horseback, slowed down his march, and kept thinking about this question related to his future and destiny.

After the dismissal, Li Wenxuan, who was not eager to rush back, foresaw that there would be a resurgence in his family in the future when Zhao Han came to report good news to him. He has been pretending to be deaf and dumb, pretending to be confused, and he doesn't know that none of his wives is a fuel-efficient lamp.

In Li Wenxuan's view, his home is a small part of Chinese history. Zhao Tianer and Lin Ruoxi are staging the Chu and Han hegemony, while Su Meiniang, Qiu Yue, and Chu Hanlu are in the Three Kingdoms. If the five of them are added together, then they will be the Spring and Autumn Five Tyrants. As for Chu Hanyue, if she supports her and makes fun of her, I'm afraid it will be even more lively.

Leaning on the side of the sedan chair and supporting his head with his left hand, Li Wenxuan was most upset not by the affairs of the DPRK and China, but by the affairs of his family. If the former reaches the point of a showdown, the big deal is that it will either be you die or I will die. As for the latter, no matter how unhappy he is, it is impossible to kill one directly, after all, he is still a person who thinks about feelings.

Li Wenxuan, who deeply felt that family life was like this, suddenly heard the loud shouting outside, "Master go home", and at the same time, the sound of firecrackers was crackling. After falling into the sedan chair, Li Wenxuan walked out of it, and at a glance he saw that the house was dressed in red and hung with colors, and the slaves were full of joy. He didn't say anything, as soon as he changed his old habits, he went directly to Qiushuangzhai where Su Meiniang lived, after all, he wanted to visit this hard-working concubine and his third son.

At this time, the autumn shuangzhai swept away the bad luck of the previous days. It has long become the most lively, crowded with a lot of people inside and outside the house to congratulate and give gifts, and it is a beautiful scene. Su Meiniang, who had already fallen into her bed from the courtyard, was enjoying the feeling of holding the moon in everyone's hearts, and smiling with peach blossoms on her face. In an infant on the inside of her bed is her biological son. The little guy with a red face, completely unaffected by external influences, fell asleep peacefully.

With a loud "Master has arrived", Li Wenxuan appeared in front of Su Meiniang's bed. Su Meiniang, who saw him coming, had silky eyes, smiled even more happily, and said directly and affectionately: "Wenxuan, you quickly give our son a name." ”

Li Wenxuan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and took over the little guy from her with his own hands, had already thought of a good name, and was still admonishing Su Meiniang to be able to restrain herself in a pun: "Zihou." It means to be kind. ”

Li Wenxuan, who traveled here from the future, did not expect anything to change the world, but just formed a big family, which means that family life is so trivial, noisy, and repeated......

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