On the 15th day of July 596, the year of Bingchen, the ancestral residence of the Wang family in Taiyuan Mansion was located in the depths of Taihang Mountain.

At night, in a large, brightly lit, beautiful and book-filled manor, there is a small courtyard that is very bustling with people.

In the small courtyard, many women came and went, carrying basins full of blood in their hands, and there were screams of women in pain.

"Ahh Ahhhh

Outside the small courtyard, an eighteen-year-old young man was waiting anxiously, his fists clenched tightly, and green tendons popped out.

The young man's face is like a crown of jade, his lips are like Zhu Dan, his eyebrows are clear, his body is slender, he is dressed in a royal blue robe, and his whole body exudes a strong bookish atmosphere.

Looks like a calm and well-educated person.

However, at this time, he was anxious, but he lost the calmness that he had cultivated by studying and cultivating qi.

"Why hasn't it come out yet? Why hasn't it come out yet? ”

The young man wandered in place, muttering to himself, beads of sweat on his somewhat reddened face.

At this time, two more people came outside the small courtyard, one old and one young.

The old man is thin, dressed in a dark robe, walking in a dragon, majestic, and has a deep bearing like an abyss, he is the current patriarch of the Wang family - Wang Ming.

Next to the old man was a middle-aged man in his thirties with a fat body and a kind smile on his face, he was Wang Ming's eldest son, Wang Chen.

"Yuan'er, what's wrong? Hasn't the daughter-in-law been born yet? The old man looked at Wang Yuan, who looked anxious, and asked.

Wang Yuan is Wang Ming's second and youngest son.

"Father, Yuan'er is not well yet." Wang Yuan's face was restless, and when he heard his father's inquiry, he replied absentmindedly.

"Hey!" Wang Ming sighed and said to his son Wang Yuan: "Our family has always been in a single line, and only here is your father the two brothers.

But your eldest brother has never had a man, so ......

If Yuan'er has a difficult birth, especially if this child is a boy, you must keep the child first! ”

"Father, you! ......" Wang Yuan looked at his father, his face was full of helplessness, and he persuaded: "Father, the child can be reborn if it is gone, and if Yuan'er is gone, it is really gone!" ”

Wang Ming shook his head and said, "The daughter-in-law can be renewed if she is gone, but the boy may not be born, otherwise the incense of our Wang family's branch will be cut off!"

Do you want to be a descendant? ”

"But......" Wang Yuan looked at his father's stubborn appearance and wanted to persuade him, but was rudely interrupted by Wang Ming.

"No, but!" Wang Ming's eyes glared at Wang Yuan, and he took out his father's majesty.

"I ......" Wang Yuan closed his eyes in some pain, and stopped talking, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

At this time, a meteor fell from the sky and flew towards the depths of Taihang Mountain, and many people saw the falling stars in the sky.

The world is coming! This is a thought that comes to the minds of many ambitious people.

This meteor went straight towards the Wang family's Zhuang? Shirt base?

The people of the Wang family also saw this sudden meteor.

Their faces involuntarily showed panic!

They tried to flee the place, but found that their feet were firmly glued to the ground and could not move.

This meteor was not full of destructive power as expected, but it seemed very dreamy, it did not cause the slightest destructive force, but all integrated into the delivery room of the small courtyard.

"Woo! Woo! Woo! ”

A baby's cry seemed so pleasant in the quiet and terrifying night.

"This ......" people were a little stunned.

At this time, an old mother ran out of the delivery room to report the good news: "Master, two young masters, it is a little son, mother and son are safe!" ”

"Good! Good! Good! Wang Ming happily said three good words in a row, which shows how excited he is in his heart.

"My Wang family's descendants, finally have a queen!

Come on, all the family members will be rewarded, and the reward will be five taels, the servants around Zhu (that is, Zhu Yuan) will be rewarded with ten taels of silver, and all the old mothers who delivered this time will be rewarded with fifteen taels of silver! ”

"Thank you, sir!" Many servants thanked him.

At this moment, a wrinkled, black baby wrapped in swaddling clothes was carried out.

Wang Ming took the baby from the old mother's hand, looked at the little finch between the baby's legs, and showed a knowing joy on his face, it seems that he really wants a grandson.

"Name? You have to afford a better one, lest God take away the old man's precious grandson! The old man looked at the baby happily and groaned: "Well, Taoist Guisheng, then the little grandson will be a Xiaoyao Yizi, named Wang Yi!" ”

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Five years have passed...... Wang Yi has also grown from an infant to a school-age child.

This child, who has been pinned on the family's high hopes since he was a child, has also begun the enlightenment of a scholarly family.

However, at least Wang Yi has not disappointed at present, he is still very liked by his family since he was a smart and clever child.

Today is the day of his enlightenment.

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Under the leadership of his father, the crisp children's voice sounded: "At the beginning of people, the nature is good, the sex is similar, the habits are far away, and the ............ is not taught"

"Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou, Wu, Zheng Wang, ............"

Time has passed year after year, the smart and clever Wang Yi did not disappoint Wang Ming and others, for learning and the like, it usually takes a long time for children to memorize the articles, he can only read a few times and quickly write down, for most students are very troubled by the four books of the scriptures, he can also easily master.

It is now 611 AD, and the patriarch of the Wang clan, Wang Ming, has passed away this year.

This year, when Wang Yi was fifteen years old, Wang Chen took over as the next patriarch, but unfortunately there were still no boys, but many daughters were born.

And the same is true for Wang Yuan, there is still only one son, Wang Yi, and no less than ten daughters have been born.

This seems to be a curse against the Wang family, at least that's what Wang Ming, Wang Chen and others think in their hearts.

Fifteen-year-old Wang Yi has already come out like a gentleman like a noble son.

He was reading a book in his little study at this time.

At this time, Wang Yuan walked in from outside.

Wang Yuan, who is in his thirties, has begun to slowly develop his body.

"Father!" Seeing Wang Yuan coming over, Wang Yi got up and said respectfully, "Why are you here?" ”

"I've come to see you for my father, and I'll teach you by the way." Wang Yuan sat on the sidelines and looked at his son.

"Father, please!" Wang Yi stood straight in front of Wang Yuan, his face calm.

Wang Yuan didn't speak, but handed a piece of letter to Wang Yi, he said: "This is a message from the family branch and the clansmen who are officials in the court, look at it!"

What do you think, how long does this Sui have to be the national ancestor? ”

"Oh......" Wang Yi took the letter curiously and looked at it silently.

Today, on the first day of freshman year, my stomach has been bad for a long time, so the update is late, sorry.

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