Chapter 485: My Stomach Hurts

Volume 1 Bullying Me, Insulting Me, I Can't Bear It Chapter 485 My stomach hurts

Jiang Hua is about to escape. //. 78 No pop-ups Update fast // He didn't expect such an ending, but it came a little too fast. After more than 100 years and careful governance from generation to generation, there is today's land of fish and rice, a rich paradise. Emperor Nande is just that, the Jiang family is a foreign family surnamed Liu, and he is not willing to give up the land he has managed for generations to Yuan Cheng anyway, so when his son brought back the princess Liu Bao'er, he still chose to divide the country.

Although the Song Dynasty won the two states of Nande Kyushu and Yuling, it was all troublesome, and it stands to reason that the internal friction was serious and the military supply was insufficient, and his number of soldiers and horses was less than that of the Song army, but he was better than the strong soldiers and horses, and the army was well paid, grain and grass, but compared to the strength of a big country, he did not necessarily have greater ambitions, at least he could keep the ancestral foundation.

However, he missed one person - Yuan Cheng. This young champion, whom he had heard of for a long time, became the prime minister at a young age, and was guilty of being the first corrupt official in Nande, and his strategy and resistance were invincible, not only did he not fall into his trap, but instead commanded his army and mobilized the forces opposing him in the two states, creating a situation of internal and external attack.

The shouts on the other side of the city shook the sky, and he sighed, not surprised to see his eldest son Jiang Shu running to report the bad news.

"Dad, the city gate has been breached, get on the ship." The general trend has gone, Jiang Shu urged.

"Shu'er, did Dad do something wrong, he should compromise with Yuan Cheng." Jiang Hua asked himself if he was still a good ruler, but after the war began, his methods were extremely despicable, "It turns out that if you lose the hearts of the people, you will lose everything, and your father's reputation will be ruined in his own hands in the end." โ€

"Dad, don't think too much, as long as we go to the sea, everything can start again." Jiang Shu persuaded.

Jiang Hua was reluctant to look at his city and was pulled onto the boat by his son.

When the fleet left the port, Haicheng gradually moved away. Jiang Shu relieved himself, but saw his wife Liu Baoer. She stood high in the stern. Redness of the eyes. Looking at the smoke not far away, the god was sad.

"Bao'er, let's get in, it's windy at sea." Although he had heard Liu Baoer reject him with his own ears. But when Liu Baoer offered to marry, he was still very happy to marry her.

"He won't let us go." Liu Bao'er muttered.

"No one can keep up with our ships. You have peace of mind. In this regard, Jiang Shu is very confident.

"I know him." Looking at his back for so many years, how did he remove obstacles and become the prime minister. She knew a lot. "If he had made up his mind to defeat us, we wouldn't have escaped."

At first, she hated Yuan Cheng from love to hatred, married Jiang Shu in a fit of anger, and constantly lobbied her father-in-law to establish himself as the king and compete with Yuan Cheng. The thrill of revenge is obtained from it. However, with the defeat of the war, the Jiang family began to clean up. She had to prepare to drift on the sea, and she realized how ridiculous the so-called revenge was. Hit a stone with an egg, and in the end, there is no shelter left.

"I don't dare to say anything else, but the ships built by Haicheng are by no means comparable to inland water ships." It is rumored that Mrs. Yuan Song is an expert in shipbuilding, and he has not seen it with his own eyes in Yangcheng this time, but even if she is really powerful, a person who has never seen the sea cannot build a sea ship by imagination, "When he was fifteen years old, who would have thought that he would be the champion." When he was twenty years old, who would have thought that he would be prime minister. Liu Bao'er smiled wryly, "Jiang Shu, I can't respond to your feelings in this life, and I hope you will meet me before him in the next life." โ€

"Bao'er-" Jiang Shu felt a pain in his heart, "Don't say such things, we haven't finished this life yet." โ€

"General! Major General! The deputy general hurriedly ran over, "A row of big boats appeared in front of him, flying the crane flag, it was the Song army. โ€

Jiang Shu was shocked, "What?!" โ€

Liu Bao'er chuckled, "I told you, he won't let us leave." โ€

Jiang Shu left the string of desperate laughter behind him, and ran quickly towards the bow of the boat, only to see his father staring ahead, "Dad, don't worry, even if they have a warship, they can't compare to us-"

Following his father's gaze and looking forward, Jiang Shu was speechless for a moment.

A row of five-masted ships, with black-tipped iron heads, facing each other. In addition to the archers, there were more than a dozen huge iron shelves on the deck, and two rows of dark windows were opened on the side of the ship, from which thick iron openings protruded.

Although he didn't understand what those were, Jiang Shu felt very bad.

Yuan Cheng stood on the platform of the ship's cabin, turned on the microphone, and ordered, "Sink all the opponents." โ€

The signal flag is hula, and the ships are ordered.

In a moment, the wind was full of arrows, and the rumbling sound was endless.

In that battle, the Jiang clan was wiped out, and there was no way to live.

When she got the good news, Mo Zi was thirty-eight weeks pregnant, and everyone in the house was nervously preparing to welcome the newborn.

"Did Yuan Xiang say that he could rush back?" In order to accompany Mo Zi, Yang quietly moved into the Yuan Mansion.

Moved in with her, as well as Wu Youyan, a teacher at the women's academy.

"Said it was on the way, hurry back as soon as possible." Although Mo Zi is usually very **, after all, it is the first time to give birth to a child, and looking at his incomparably large belly, he is a little panicked. Even if a man who gave birth to a child in ancient times couldn't enter the room, she felt that at least knowing that he was across the door was a great degree of comfort.

"There are no surgeries either." What about dystocia? She is not afraid of heaven and earth, and she has prenatal phobia.

"Move what?" Yang quietly and Wu Youyan learned to embroider the baby's small upper.

Of course, this can't be explained, the ink purple scroll turned into a tube, and changed the topic, "I looked at you two, why did I feel even more panicked?" The two eldest ladies who are not married, left and right on the side, isn't this adding to the chaos? โ€

"I've seen women give birth." Wu Youyan said it.

Yang Jing and Wu Youyan are now best friends, "Huh? The dignified county lord, the pearl of the king of Li, how has he ever seen such a thing? โ€

Wu Youyan immediately felt several burning glances of curiosity, "Once I lived in the mountain garden, the housekeeper was about to give birth, but I encountered heavy snow blocking the mountain, I heard that my mother next to me had delivered a baby, so I asked to help." I was curious, stubborn and stubborn, but my parents were not there, and no one could control me, so I could only follow me. So, I've seen it. โ€

Mo Zi looked at her, "The first time I saw you, it was the county lord." At second glance, you're still the county lord. It took ten days and half a month to know that this county lord is not particularly like a county lord. If you look at it for another half a year, the county lord will not be the county lord at all. "Wu Youyan. She is a woman who needs to read slowly, and the more she reads, the more wonderful it becomes.

Wu Youyan smiled. "Thank you, madame, for complimenting me."

Really smart. Mo Zi smiled back.

Yang Xin's eyes sparkled. said to Wu Youyan, "That's good, on the day of Mo Zisheng, you go in with Wen Po." I'll just go in with you, and I want to know what it's like to have a baby. โ€

Dare to love her, she is stepping into the ghost gate. They came to join in the fun? Mo Zi shook her head and disagreed, "Don't come in and make trouble, I'll be nervous enough by then." Where can I take care of you? โ€

"Don't worry about it. It's about us helping you. Sister Luoying had just finished her confinement and couldn't catch up. Ah Yue Ah Hao is also inexperienced. Although there is the best midwife in Yangcheng, it is an outsider in the end. Yang quietly made up his mind.

"Moreover, in case Yuan Xiang can't come back, we have more company." Wu Youyan also volunteered.

"There are many people who are easy to do, but they can't be put on the top of giving birth here." Miao pushed the door in. "You are all Yunying's unmarried girl's family, how can you watch having children? I'm married. But because you haven't given birth to a baby, you don't dare to take this job, you are bold. โ€

Behind her, Su Lan's sister Su Qin's shyly smiling face appeared, and whispered to her sisters.

"What's the use of them being bold, I don't agree." Mo Zi got up to greet him, "It's a good day today, everyone has made it up." โ€

"No matter how much we get together, we can't do anything, except for Mrs. Wen, Mrs. Hua will deliver the baby. She went to the countryside yesterday to see a doctor for the peasants, and said that you should rush back before you died. There is still half a month, and Yuan Xiang should also be able to arrive. Miao untied a burden and took out the children's clothes inside, clean white cotton noodles, "I didn't embroider, the newborn doll skin is nรจn, I'm afraid that the embroidery will hurt." โ€

Mo Zi liked it very much, "The stitches are so thin, and the mล feels comfortable." Thank you, auntie. โ€

Su Qin also helped the child make clothes, but they were winter cotton clothes, and said softly, "I don't know boys and girls, so I chose the chrysanthemum yellow one." โ€

"With your help, I don't have to worry about the babydoll clothes all year round." Mo Zi thanked him.

Yang quietly blinked, "It's useless for you to worry, just your craftsmanship in making clothes embroidery, the sleeves are sewn, and the edges of the clothes are off." I thought my needlework was poor, and I could compare myself with my sister. โ€

All the women laughed.

"Her hands are all amazing craftsmanship, don't waste on needlework. By the way, it's time for Wen Po to move in, right? Miao was concerned, "Other rich and noble families have raised two or three midwives from the beginning, and you are not a stranger." โ€

"I'll move in today, my aunt relaxes. It is said that the first child will not be born so early, and the husband has not come back yet, how can I hold on until he is at home, otherwise wouldn't it be hard to be alone? "If her husband doesn't come back, she won't give birth.

There was a small servant who reported outside the door, "Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Zhao have entered the garden, and the steward of Ming asked the little one to bring them to meet Mrs. โ€

Mo Zi invited someone in. She has been conditioned by Mrs. Hua during her pregnancy, so it is the first time to see these two stable women.

The two mothers-in-law were about to kneel when they entered the door, so Ah Yue'a was good to stop, because Mozi did not have the rule of kneeling and greeting here. Mrs. Wang's son is blessed, smiling pleasingly, and she is the best midwife in Yangcheng. And Mrs. Zhao is thinner, dressed more than Mrs. Wang, and is restrained, and is Mrs. Wang's helper.

"Being able to deliver Mrs. Yuan is a blessing that we have cultivated for eight lifetimes." Mrs. Wang is also very good at talking, "Look at the lady's face is ruddy and healthy, her belly has fallen, she will definitely be good at birth, please rest assured." โ€

"Then please two of you." Mo Zi didn't say much, "I just entered the garden, and I want to settle down." If there's something missing, just ask. โ€

The two mothers-in-law went down.

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed." Yang quietly looked at Mo Zi's belly, and suddenly remembered, "Let's make a bet, bet on whether this first child is a male doll or a female doll." โ€

Now it's lively, you and I say a word, and each bet.

After dinner and sending off the guests, Yang Xian and Wu Youyan were still talking to each other, and Mo Zi felt tired, so he went back to his room to rest. Now not only is his stomach clumsy, but his feet are swollen and his shoes are full, which is very uncomfortable.

Ah Yue helped her put her feet high.

Suddenly, Zanjin outside said, "What person? โ€

"I'm the princess, I'm in a hurry during the day, and I forgot for a while, I should give my wife a pulse, I don't know if it's okay now?" The voice laughs.

Mo Zi, who originally wanted to sleep, sat up, "Zanjin, let people in." โ€

Ah Yue turned on the lamp.

Mrs. Wang walked in, "Forgive the mother-in-law for disturbing the lady's good sleep, but if you don't check the pulse, the mother-in-law won't be able to sleep tonight." The people of the whole city wished that the wife could give birth safely, and the mother-in-law really did not dare to live up to the trust. โ€

Mo Zi saw Mrs. Zhao following behind, and thought to herself that the midwife still had to take the pulse, and the two of them came together, tวng was responsible, so she said, "I haven't slept yet, so it's okay." There is labor. โ€

Mrs. Wang took the pulse and was quiet for a while, "The pulse is very stable, it looks like a lady's face, which is very good." โ€

At this time, Mrs. Zhao walked up, "Madame, please allow me to take it back." Everyone has their own pulse and experience. It's better to be cautious. โ€

Mo Zi blocked the two of them from view, and couldn't help but lie on the pillow, only to see Ah Yue standing with his back to him, "Of course I do." The two of them are so dedicated to Mo Zi, and Mo Zi feels jฤซ. โ€

"Ah Yue, go make a pot of tea, bring some snacks, and invite the two mothers to enjoy." She smiled.

Mrs. Zhao moved, covered Mo Zi's gaze again, stretched out her left hand, and stretched out her wrist to Mo Zi, "Don't bother, please take a good rest after taking the pulse!" โ€

The tone was suddenly ruthless, and Mrs. Zhao clasped two silver needles in her right hand, and stabbed Mo Zi's neck with lightning speed. She was completely sure of the blow. Because, she expected that the other party would definitely not be guarded at this time.

However, Mrs. Zhao saw the silver light flashing and felt a sharp pain in her wrist. At first glance, blood was gushing there.

"You...... How could it be ...... "how is it possible to fight back?" Immediately endure the pain and shoot the silver needle.

Mo Zi quickly dodged and got down, holding the dagger in his hand, "What are you going to do?" โ€

Mrs. Zhao sneered, "Of course it's to kill you." The palm of his hand was windy, and he waved towards Mo Zi.

Mo Zi shouted, threw the dagger, and hurriedly ran to the door.

Mrs. Wang, who was too frightened to move, thought of her grandson's life, and suddenly became ruthless, picked up a chair and threw it at Mo Zi.

Ah Yue was pierced with a silver needle by Mrs. Zhao, and she couldn't move or speak, so she could only watch the chair hit Mo Zi's back.

Mo Zi felt a pain in his waist, and at the same time, his stomach twitched hard, he gasped in pain, and sat down in front of the door.

Zanjin rushed in, and when he saw this scene, he was furious, and he slashed Wang Pozi with one palm, and fought with Zhao Pozi again. But he soon discovered that this woman was not an ordinary killer, her martial arts were strange, her inner skills were profound, she was virtual and real, and there was a hidden murder in the phantom. He can deal with it, but Mo Zi, who is sweating profusely in pain, can't wait.

And so, he howled incessantly.

The whistling sound came out of the house, out of the yard, and alarmed everyone.

Mid-Autumn Festival, reunion day, moon cakes are delicious. Happy Holidays to all!

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