220: Handwritten

"Brother Meng" Qiang Nu's bright voice came, "I'm bringing you food"

Zhang Yan sat alone on the bamboo building, heard the girl's voice, laughed in her heart, pushed open the small window at hand, poked her head out, and said, "My eldest brother went out today."

"That's it" Wu Yu obviously showed a look of disappointment and stepped on the creaking stairs to come up, "Sister Shujun, I'm bringing you food" Bringing out the porridge in the basket, her voice was listless, but after a while, she cheered up again, raised her face and asked, "Sister Shujun, I don't think Brother Meng looks too similar to you, are you brothers and sisters?" ”

Zhang Yan coughed, put the spoon in her hand in the cold porridge bowl, and said with a smile, "No-my husband was kind to my eldest brother, and he was entrusted to send me back to my husband because it was convenient to plan things, so I was called brother and sister."

However, in just a few words, the complexion of the interracial girl before meeting changed a few times, and finally returned to the original innocent and simple smile, "It's so good, I originally thought that Brother Meng liked Sister Shujun's sister Shujun was born so beautiful, I must not be able to compare, now it's good, Sister Shujun has her own husband, I can also pursue Brother Meng" The voice was crisp and enthusiastic

The corners of Zhang Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and she suddenly felt that the hot porridge had no taste

Speaking of which, the handsome and brave man, who is indeed popular among the nomads, is young and bright, although he is a Qiang people, but he is also a good girl, but he likes Meng Guan, who is only a few faces, and although Meng Guan has the blood of a ranger who loves to wander, he is also very attached to the Han family and country in his bones, and he has always been unapologetic to the Yi women......

"Wuxuan," Zhang Yan thought for a while, and Fang said softly,

"My eldest brother has a wife at home"

"I know," Wu Yu's face darkened, but after a while, he regained his joy, "I never expect him to stay for me, I just want to have a night of joy and give birth to a child for him, Sister Shujun, you don't know," she raised her honey-colored face slightly, and her smile was bright, "On the day Brother Meng entered our village, he only brought a sword with him, but the strongest warriors in Hongyan Village couldn't beat him, I have never seen a hero like him, we Qiang people have always been the heaviest heroes, the children left by Brother Meng, I will definitely grow into the bravest samurai in the future."

Her cheeks flashed with a hint of fanaticism and piety in the early morning sun, and her eyes turned slightly, turning to Zhang Yan's clothes, her lower abdomen, which still appeared flat, couldn't help but show a little curiosity and awe of life, "Sister Shujun, I heard Grandma say that you are pregnant with a baby in your belly, is it true?" ”

Zhang Yan was stunned, and her free left hand couldn't help but fall on her abdomen, slightly stunned

"yes"

"I didn't think of it either...... It's going to be like this."

Until now, she couldn't believe that this place under her hands had given birth to a small life

It seems that, until yesterday, she was still the girl who was stubborn and sad for love, and she always thought that such a thing as giving birth to an heir was a thing that was still far away from her

Now that I think about it, I feel that when she was in Yunzhong City, she and Liu Ying were at the same time, many times Yan Hao, a young couple, was already inexperienced, coupled with the pressure and anxiety caused by the siege of the Xiongnu, the matter of contraception was ignored together, and the follow-up effect brought by Yan Hao after that was naturally reasonable

Later, when the siege of Yunzhong City was lifted, she and Liu Ying were separated for nearly three months, traveling thousands of miles from the Huns, traveling all the way, eating and sleeping in the open, and did not notice that their Kwai Shui had not arrived as promised for a long time, until the body finally couldn't support it and fell only a day away from Dahanshu County, only to know that as early as August when crape myrtle blossomed, there was a child who quietly fell into his body

How so?

Until now, three days have passed, and she is still in a state of worry, as if she can't believe the fact that she really has a child

This is too fast, she is not ready to be a mother, she is still too young, after the first year of the Middle Yuan Dynasty, she is only seventeen years old, and she and Liu Ying have gone through hardships, just to be able to be really together, and then forced to separate, she has not had time to enjoy all the sweetness of lovers and the time of being alone in the form of men and women, she still wants to be Liu Ying's wife, instead of provoking the responsibilities and burdens of being a mother so early

This child caught her off guard and was unprepared to say that until now, she was just a child

However, Zhang Yan gently stroked her abdomen, and a faint chuckle rose at the corner of her mouth

In any case, the child already exists

He's already here

He exists in his womb, from the autumn and August when the crape myrtle blooms, to the snow-white winter and November, and has three months of life

Perhaps, his little heart has begun to give birth, beating in his own body, he has grown his own hands and feet, and is dancing lightly

She clearly recognized that this child was her own child

He is the flesh and blood of himself and Liu Ying in his small body, flowing with Liu Ying and his own blood, he will gradually grow up in his own body, until the melon is ripe and falls, and he gives birth to this world with small eyebrows and eyes, like himself, or like Liu Ying

When she knew that the child existed, she asked the Qiang people, "My child, he ...... But what's so bad? ”

"What do you mean by that?" Wearing traditional Qiang costumes and snow-white hair, the big man was very angry, "We Qiang people have said since ancient times that every child is a treasure given to us by the gods, how can it be bad?" ”

"I didn't mean that" Zhang Yan was a little incoherent, this young and intelligent woman, for the first time in her life, felt that words could not express the thoughts in her heart, "I ...... These days, I have been very tired for some reason, and I have not been aware of the existence of this child at all, I am worried that because of me, he will have some bad ......, no, he will not be bad" A large number of tears fell involuntarily, choked and unspeakable, and in an instant, he cried into a tearful person, extremely embarrassed

Gu Po frowned, staring at the young mother for a long time before he sighed and said slowly, "This child is very strong,"

"It's a miracle that the mother's physical condition is weak to such an extent, the child still persists, no accident happens, it's really amazing, but, my girl, you can't go on like this, whether it's the mother or the child, it's now on the verge of a critical point, if you continue to work hard, I'm afraid that whether it's you, or the child in your womb, you won't be able to hold on."

"Great," Meng Guan changed color when he heard this, and said hurriedly, "Please help my sister prescribe a medicine"

The Qiang doctor who is more than a few years old is quite a recognized elder of Hengshan Qiang, and the Qiang people in dozens of nearby mountains, but anyone who has a headache and brain fever will look for him for treatment, and his prestige is very high, but the medicine prescribed is also very bitter In the residue of the remaining medicine after decoction every day, the corpses of some unknown insects can often be turned out, Meng watched distressed, and quietly persuaded, "Shujun, why don't we enter the customs first"

"It's only half a day's journey away from Shu County, and I'll invite you to come to Shu County again, and then go back to Chang'an when you get better."

Zhang Yan raised her head, drank a large bowl of black medicinal juice in one gulp, put it down, frowned, and shook her head and said, "Don't want it"

"Big brother," she looked down, looking at her belly that had not yet half bulged under her clothes, and her voice was calm, "I know your good intentions, but I don't dare to risk him"

"And," she narrowed her eyes, "although Shu County is good, I don't know who will probe there, if you stay there for another month and a half, who knows what will happen - it's better to stay in Qiang Village, at least it's safer."

"Shu-kun?" Meng Guan was stunned and looked at her with a look of surprise

"Isn't that weird?" Zhang Yan laughed softly, "Big brother, you are not a powerful person, so if you don't understand the thoughts of the powerful and powerful, for me, even if it is ...... Uncle is hoping that I go back to those powerful marquis in Chang'an City, but not necessarily the Son of Heaven sits firmly in the Weiyang Palace, if something happens to my queen, their daughter can enter the palace, if a prince is born, he inherits the throne, it is really a tempting thing"

Her voice was soft and mocking, "For such a great benefit, who knows, will someone do something?" ”

"Shujun," Meng Guan gently bent his knees, squatted in front of the woman, looked at her haggard but still bright face, and said with pity, "You must not like that kind of life"

is obviously the mistress of the Han Dynasty, but in her own home and country, she has to guard against her subjects being pregnant with the heirs of the Son of Heaven, but she does not dare to return to the Han land, but chooses to raise herself in a foreign land

"So what?" Xu because of a long time of wandering, Xu because of the fetus in the womb, Zhang Yan suddenly felt very aggrieved, "I don't like this kind of life, but I like ......" him

"Shujun," Meng Guan stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and promised, "Don't be afraid, I will definitely send you to his side safely"

Teardrops were still hanging on Zhang Yan's face, she had stopped crying, and suddenly said, "Big brother, I am now detained in this Qiang village, and I can't leave for a while, you send a handwritten letter to my uncle for me."

"Handwritten?"

"Hmm" Zhang Yan nodded, "At the beginning, I made a good paper to offer, and under the great joy of the Son of Heaven, I ordered the Xinping Hou Mansion to be in charge of making paper and selling it, and most people in the world knew that the Xinping Hou Mansion had received a lot of money, but few people knew that with the paper shops that were quickly spread to the counties and counties across the country, the Xinping Hou Mansion established an information circulation channel."

Zhang Yan put her hands on her abdomen, and her face showed a gentle light, "I finally escaped from the Huns with great difficulty, and I should have returned to Chang'an immediately," and returned to him, "but with him, I had to stay here to raise him just for fear that he would worry about my safety in Chang'an, so I sent a little news to report safety."

"Okay" Meng Guan stood up, and the expression on his face calmed down, "You have written it, I will personally help you send it to Shu County."

In the winter of the first year of the Middle Yuan Dynasty, November, the end of the year

Liu Ying was browsing the ministers in the Xuanshu Palace, and suddenly heard Han Changliu coming in in a hurry, and said in his ear urgently, "Your Majesty, the female chief of the Jiaofang Palace, Yu Jie, is asking to see her outside the palace, and she looks very anxious."

The purple frost pen in his hand paused, and after a while, Liu Ying's soft voice came, "Let her in"

The sun has risen to the middle of the sky, Liu Ying squinted her eyes slightly, with a little confusion in her heart, watching the female official in crimson clothes hurriedly enter the hall, and worship His Royal Highness, "Your Majesty, the queen mother has news" took out a silk book from her sleeve, and her voice carried a kind of ecstasy that could not be concealed

……

I don't know if it took a while, or a long time, Liu Ying woke up from her collapsed mental state, and hurriedly said, "Express up"

In his hand is a kind of silk commonly used by the people, Liu Ying hurriedly shook it open, and several lines of juanxiu's official book unfolded in front of him:

January, gas gathering in February, water valley

March camel clouds

April cracks

May gown

June Liancan

July blue pulp

August Poetry Zen

September floating

October Female Ze

Returned in November

December Blizzard

There is no beginning and end of a paragraph, each stroke is horizontal and flat, vertical and straight, and a slight pause at the end of the horizontal will show a mellow stroke, which is a small habit of Ah Yan's writing, with the rouge fragrance that comes out of memory