After following Yu Wenzheng for half a day, Yu Zijin was tired of playing, and he had enough to shop, and the sun was a little poisonous in the afternoon, so the group found a teahouse to sit down and rest.

Shuiyue City is different from Shangjing and Xianyang, there are really many things she has never seen, playing with the delicately carved jade rings in her hands, exactly three, after going back, you can give Fangcao, Mingmeng and Forsythia, as well as the silver snakeskin long whip, Pengju is to make the whip, you can give it to him. There is also a pile of good furs, which can be made into a cloak and given to Sister Peiyue's mother and son and sister-in-law Yancui, and by the way, I also rewarded Huo Dagongzi, who watched the child day and night.

"Lord, I haven't found anything abnormal for a few days, maybe we really think too much, there was a heavy snowfall this spring, and the barbarian tribes were not affected a lot, and they were busy competing for pasture cattle and sheep at the moment, and they may not be able to pull away from our territory for a while, after all, the city security division was set up quickly, and then there will be no longer long nights and dreams." He Beilan sat on Yu Wenzheng's side and said in a low voice.

"Maybe I'm too careful." Yu Wenzheng nodded, her eyes never left the right hand side of Helian Xiongxiong talking and laughing Yu Zijin, she sat with her back to the window, at this moment the sun spilled in and fell on her body of brilliance, the water blue gauze skirt, the white snow covered veil, the hair bun on the step of the tassel hanging, with a little crystal clear eyebrow pendant between the forehead, half-covered and half-covered her big eyes are very bright and bewildering, but also set off her unstained earthly fireworks, like a fairy.

There was a mess outside the teahouse, and from time to time a group of men in barbarian costumes came straight up to the second floor of the elegant seat, the first person was about thirty years old, with fur on his body, leather shoes on his feet, burly, sharp eyes, and black hair braided into small braids.

A man sitting next to the leader man first set his eyes on Yu Wenzheng, then looked at Yu Zijin a few times, and then whispered something in the ear of the leader man, causing the man to laugh for a while.

Yu Zijin glanced at it lightly, and only retracted her gaze to look at Yu Wenzheng, she didn't understand the barbarian language, so naturally she couldn't hear what they were saying, but looking at Yu Wenzheng's gloomy face, Yu Zijin also knew that it was not a good word.

Don't say Yu Wenzheng, even He Beilan on the side didn't have a very good face, and Helian Xiongxiong was ready to explode at any time.

The smile of the leader man only lasted for a moment, and after the other man finished speaking, he directly raised his hand and slapped the person to the ground, and yelled at the man in a barbarian language very viciously, and then walked towards Yuwen Zheng and the others.

"I haven't seen King Yingcheng and the two generals for a long time, and I am disrespectful, but I am really fortunate to see him today!" The man clenched his fists in Mandarin to salute.

Yu Wenzheng didn't mean to return the courtesy, and he didn't pay it back, and his expression was not salty or indifferent: "The sixth prince is polite, I can meet the sixth prince here, and this king is indeed 'lucky'." ”

In the misty courtesy between Yu Wenzheng and the sixth prince, Yu Zijin can be regarded as understanding the identity of the person who came, the sixth prince of the barbarian Jinlan tribe, Heruqi.

When Yuwen Zheng defeated Jin Lan and recovered Wu Luo Mountain, Tuoba Qiang, the general of Jin Lan who was killed under the horse, was Heruqi's own uncle, Heruqi was not from Queen Jinlan, and he wanted to have an advantage in the competition for the throne, and the biggest reliance was Tuoba Qiang, and as soon as Tuoba Qiang died, he undoubtedly lost his biggest arm.

Yu Zijin was vigilant: This person and Ah Zheng are friends and foes!

At this moment, Yu Zijin only cared about losing her mind, and didn't notice that Heruch had already looked at her, "King Yingcheng is really a blessing, this girl is born with such a good temperament, and she is already so glamorous without showing her appearance, and King Yingcheng is really a match made in heaven for heroes and beauties, I really don't know what kind of delicate appearance under this veil should be......"

was shot by Yu Wenzheng's cold eyes, Khruqi shut up with amusement, this time his father finally handed over this important errand to him, he must not make any mistakes again, even if he has a big grudge with Yu Wenzheng, he has to endure it.

Half an hour passed, and Khruch stood and talked to Yu Wenzheng without being humble or arrogant, and the meaning of the words was only one point - asking for mutual markets. This year, there was a heavy snowfall in the Spring Festival, freezing to death countless livestock, cattle and sheep, the situation of the barbarians is worrying, not to mention the Xilu, Yihu and other tribes, even the most powerful Jinlan can barely stand it.

In such a situation, the barbarians have only two ways, one is to raise troops to the south to rob the original dynasty to support themselves, and the other is to ask for additional subsidies from the mutual market, otherwise it is difficult for the tribes to survive until next year. Now that the barbarians have long been unable to support the southward attack, even if there is, Yuce in the east and Yuwen Zheng in the west, they don't have the ability to bargain from these two people. So, there is only a second way left.

Heruqi looked gloomily at Yu Wenzheng, who seemed to be contemplative, and his father handed over this important task to him to show that he still had a fancy for him, and he must not fail.

Scratching the little hand in the palm of his hand, Yu Wenzheng didn't take Khruqi's words seriously at all.

"Itchy, don't scratch it." Yu Zijin thought she was whispering, but she forgot that most of the people present were masters, and no matter how soft her voice was, some people should have heard it.

Helian Xiongxiong and He Beilan have already been automatically immune to this along the way, and the two entourages have cultivated to a dead end, but Heruqi can't stand it, he is already angry, and he has been flattered and raised by others for many years, how can he bear to be humble and begging here, but Yuwen Zheng is absent-mindedly laughing at the beauty there? The face is not good-looking at the moment.

It's not good-looking, it's not good-looking, and when the disrespectful words were about to be exported, Hrucci still endured it in the end, and only asked Yu Wenzheng's meaning concisely and clearly. After all, this is about his great cause, and when he is in power, he must raise troops to crusade against Yuwen Zheng, and even this beauty must be included in his palm!

Keeping the calculation on Hruqi's face in his eyes, Yuwen Zheng still had a cold and arrogant attitude, and lightly threw down the sentence "This king considers it" and left the teahouse with Yu Zijin and others.

Yu Wenzheng is bound to agree to the matter of exchanging markets with Jinlan, after all, the current national strength of Xiyuan is not strong, and when Yuce is fully prepared, he will definitely send troops to fight in less than a year, and now take this opportunity to appease the northern barbarians, and also avoid the enemy in the future.

It's just that why Yuwen Zheng didn't agree to Khruqi, Yu Zijin was really puzzled, "Ah Zheng, why didn't you agree to Khruqi just now?" If there is an agreement with the Jinlan Concord, then the other barbarian tribes adjacent to the Western Plains will also come soon, and then the northern border of the Western Plains will not be able to maintain peace for a while? "If he goes to war with his father one day, at least he can have no worries!

Yu Wenzheng looked at those clear and bright eyes gently, "The matter of mutual market is certain, but it can't be achieved by Hruqi's hands!" ”

Hrucci is narrow-minded, he will revenge, and Yu Wenzheng has a deep enmity, and now the princes of Jinlan are competing for the throne is becoming more and more fierce, if he does this at this juncture, he will inevitably win the blue eyes of King Jinlan, he is difficult to guarantee that he will not come to Xiyuan and Yuwen Zheng trouble, Yuwen Zheng naturally can't help him.

Yu Zijin thought about it, and this is also the reason, although it is best to act for the benefit of others and yourself, but it also depends on who that person is, and it is just a friend, but if it is your enemy, feeding him is equivalent to raising a tiger for trouble, waiting for him to turn around and bite you.

"And how are you going to solve it?"

Yu Wenzheng smiled slyly, "If you don't hand it over to Hrucci, the best way is undoubtedly to hand it over to his enemy." ”

"His enemy?" Yu Zijin thought hard, except for the person in front of him, the only enemy of Heruqi was his brothers who were fighting for the throne with him, and his eyes lit up, "Good way!" ”

At this time, Hrucci didn't know that his hard-earned credit was already on the way to his rival three royal brothers, because of a bad meal, he made a big fire after returning to the inn, but this matter was he weighed again and again, Yuwen Zheng is now-for-tat with Yuce, and then he has no intention of fighting with Jin Lan to suffer the enemy, this matter he promised is only sooner or later, thinking about the credit that is about to come, Hrucci is gradually feeling better.

After the matter of the barbarians was resolved, Yu Wenzheng took Yu Zijin to play in Shuiyue City for a few days before leaving.

Days of laziness and gluttony, and often retching, the menstrual period has not come for a long time, and he didn't get up from bed until noon.

After getting up and freshening up, Yu Zijin was about to summon Peng Ju to invite the doctor to take a look, but he saw that Fangcao had already taken Dr. Shen into the room.

Dr. Shen is a kind old man in his sixties, with profound medical skills, and he is a doctor who specializes in serving in the Yingcheng Palace.

At Shang Fangcao's self-evident eyes, Yu Zijin didn't expect her to be so thoughtful, nodded and put her arm on the pulse pillow that Doctor Shen had placed.

Yu Wenpeng lay in front of the window with his eyes wide open, watching Dr. Shen take it again and again, close his eyes and open his eyes again, and he looked anxious, scratching his ears and cheeks.

Brushing his gray beard, Dr. Shen got up with a kind and kind smile, "Congratulations to Madame, Madame is less than two months pregnant, and her pulse is stable and powerful, and she is a male fetus!" ”

Before the words were finished, several maids in the house had already danced and laughed, and Yuwen Pengju outside the house was even more excited and ran away, he wanted to hurry up and tell Si Shao, Si Shao would be crazy with joy if he knew!

Touching the still flat lower abdomen, Yu Zijin smiled strongly, happy and lucky, sweet and beautiful, unexpected and unbelievable, and slightly bitter. It's been two months, huh? When was it? Was the night she and Ah Zheng had their first time? Heaven, you have fulfilled me!

The front foot sent Dr. Shen out, Forsythia and Fangcao felt a dark color flash in front of them, and then they looked at it and saw that they didn't know when Yu Wenzheng actually fell from the sky, and had already buckled Yu Zijin in his arms, and after a slight surprise, the two of them took the door lightly and left the room.

Clinging to the solid, powerful and somewhat trembling body, he didn't speak, Yu Zijin was just let him hold him, his excitement, his touch, his irrepressibility, she had already expected it.

For a long time, it wasn't until a slender and warm palm covered his lower abdomen that Yu Zijin heard a trembling and deep voice accompanied by his heavy panting: "Zijin, we have a child!" ”

"Well, it's our kids!"

"Is it true?"

"Fool, of course it's true, he's in your hands."

The body was lightly incorporated into the strong arms, Yu Zijin clinged to Yu Wenzheng's neck, and was hugged by him to get up, with a slender physique, her black hair swaggering behind her, and her eyes were moist and fixed looking at the pair of affectionate and burning starry eyes.