Whoa!

In the misty bathhouse, the water splashes.

Place the wooden floor, soaked in large sheets.

On the surface of the water that exudes heat, a huge white buttocks looms and surfaces from time to time.

Suppressed cries echoed in the hut.

I don't know how long it took for the bathhouse to be calm again.

An Niang was like a puddle of mud, lying in Han Zhen's arms, gulping in a big breath of fresh air.

After a while, An Niang said in a greasy voice: "You dead ghost, how long have you been holding back your anger?" ”

"It's been a long time."

Han Zhen leaned the back of his head against the edge of the bathtub, his head empty, enjoying the state of a sage.

"Hee-hee."

An Niang smiled stupidly: "Your wives and concubines who are like flowers and jade, didn't help you?" ”

After getting along for so long, how could she not know Han Zhen's preferences.

Zhao Fujin is beautiful and beautiful, but she is too young, and all of them are half-grown firewood girls, which tastes the same as Jue wax for Han Zhen.

Rubbing the soft grinding disc, Han Zhen's anger gradually came up again.

An Niang was shocked, and hurriedly begged: "Erlang, the slave is really not good, go find the eldest lady." ”

Tut!

Han Zhen was slightly disappointed in his heart, got up and said, "Forget it, I'll go see Yan Niang." ”

"Okay."

An Niang supported her sour body and got up to serve Han Zhen to dress.

There are a lot of rooms in the backyard, and at first Han Zhang planned to let out the main house, but under Zhao Fujin's resignation, he had to give up.

All the way to the main house, he found that there was still candlelight in the room.

Pushing the door and walking in, I saw Han Zhang's sitting at the table, sewing a hundred clothes.

Coming to sit down opposite her, Han Zhen was concerned: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"I slept for an hour at noon, and I can't sleep at this time."

Han Zhang explained, and then raised the colorful Baijia clothes in his hand, expectantly: "What does Erlang think?" ”

"Yes, the child must look good in it."

Han Zhen smiled and nodded.

Hearing this, Han Zhang's eyes flashed with a happy smile, and he said softly: "These fabrics are begged by Youyou and Sister Anniang's family, and they are all good people with healthy children." ”

Baijiayi has the meaning of embracing the blessings of a hundred families.

Just ask for peace of mind and a good luck.

There is no way, it was not easy to raise a child in ancient times, and the premature death rate was too high, even for the royal family, not to mention the common people.

Han Zhen instructed: "It's not too early, let's sew it tomorrow." ”

"Hmm."

Han Zhang's obedient response.

Helping her to the bed, Han Zhen slowly lifted her clothes, only to see that on the towering belly, the cyan blood vessels were clearly visible.

Han Zhen gently pressed his ear to his belly, trying to listen to the fetus's heartbeat.

Suddenly, I saw a piece of belly rising and pressing on Han Zhen's cheek.

"He kicked me."

Han Zhen raised his head suddenly, his face full of surprise.

"Poof!"

It was rare to see him startled, Han Zhang covered his mouth and snickered.

Han Zhen was like a child who had found a new toy, and put his face on it again, and after a while, he was kicked again.

Han Zhangshi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said in a soft tone: "This child's skin is tight, sometimes the slave falls asleep, and he will be kicked awake. ”

"It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, I like it."

It was still a little cold at this time, and there was no stove in the room, so Han Zhen only listened for a while, and then pulled down Han Zhang's clothes again and covered his belly.

The two snuggled under the futon and talked considerately.

Before he knew it, Han Zhang fell asleep.

……

……

Following.

Han Zhen got up early as usual and practiced cross-legged breathing for a quarter of an hour.

When he opened his eyes, he found that Zhao Fujin was leading Jiang Suyi and others, looking at him curiously on the side.

Zhao Fujin asked, "Isn't Fu Junmo cultivating the Dao Fa?" ”

"Sort of."

Han Zhen nodded.

Zhao Fujin said: "My father also cultivates the Fa, and he also invited two archmages to live in the palace and lecture on the scriptures from time to time. ”

Hearing this, Han Zhen shook his head and said with a smile: "I am not the same as your father's cultivation. I am self-cultivation, he is delusional to cultivate immortals. ”

Zhao Fujin didn't understand this, but he heard the mockery in Han Zhen's tone, and sighed: "Mr. said that Zi is silent and strange and confused, in fact, I don't believe it, if you can really become an immortal and live forever, how can the first emperor die, and how can Qin die second." ”

"Eat first."

Han Zhen got up and moved his body, and the heroic and masculine aura suddenly rushed to his face.

Jiang Suyi and the others blushed, looking like they wanted to see it but didn't dare to look at it.

The group came to the front yard hall, and the maids served breakfast.

Breakfast is chicken and wild vegetable steamed buns, and in March, wild vegetables in the mountains begin to emerge.

At this time, the wild vegetables are the most tender and made into fillings, which are particularly appetizing.

Zhao Fujin tasted it for the first time and said curiously: "What kind of dish is this, the taste is very peculiar." ”

Han Zhen replied: "Willow leafy vegetables, a kind of wild vegetable in the mountains. ”

"It's kind of like a golden cauliflower."

At this time, Fu Qingyi suddenly spoke.

Han Zhen glanced at her and knew that this girl's family was probably very poor.

Golden cauliflower, also known as alfalfa, was originally introduced by Zhang Qian as feed for war horses.

You can eat it, but only the poor people will eat it.

March is the time of the green and yellow, after surviving the winter, the poor people have no surplus food in their homes, and the harvest in the fields is still early.

I had to dig some wild vegetables everywhere to satisfy my hunger.

Jiang Suyi was puzzled: "Isn't the golden cauliflower eaten by horses?" ”

Fu Qingyi replied: "Golden cauliflower can only be eaten on the first few days of early March, when it is tender and sweet, and then it becomes horse grass. ”

"I see."

Zhao Fujin felt novel.

After finishing the meal, Han Zhen instructed: "Later, you will go to the pavilion with me, which has been transformed into a palace, and you will move there to live in the future." ”

Zhao Fujin responded: "The slave knows." ”

In a short time, several carriages departed from the mansion and headed for the pavilion.

……

Shaoyang Station is the name of this pavilion.

"Zhou Li" also contains: "The east is called Qingzhou, covered with soil dwelling in Shaoyang, and its color is green, so it is called Qingzhou." ”

This is the origin of Shaoyangyi.

At this moment, the plaque of the pavilion was removed and replaced with a brand new plaque.

The plaque is exquisite and atmospheric, revealing a grace and luxury, but it is empty, just waiting for Han Zhen to personally take the name and inscription.

Outside the pavilion, dozens of carriages were parked.

In addition to the civil officials, Shi Wenhui, Nie Dong, Liu Qi, Wei Da, Zhang He, Xiao Wu, Huang Kai and other generals were impressively listed.

Two groups of people, divided into two circles, are distinct.

Liu Qi was chatting with Nie Dong and the others, and when he saw Xie Ding waving to him, he immediately stepped forward: "What is my uncle calling me?" ”

Xie Ding asked: "I read the Di newspaper, there is your eldest brother in the Zhao Song peace negotiation team, have you talked to him?" ”

"We've talked about it."

Liu Qi nodded and sneered: "Emperor Zhao Song, now that I think of my Liu family, I first sent the imperial doctor with medicine to treat my father, and then promoted my eldest brother to an official." ”

"That's fine."

Xie Ding sighed: "With you, even if your father is gone, Tong Guan will not dare to fall into the well." ”

This is also one of the reasons why he agreed with Liu Qi to follow Han Zhen in the first place.

Liu Qi said hatefully: "Tong Guan, that dog thief, sooner or later I will cut off his dog's head with my own hands!" ”

Stomp, stomp!

Just then, there was the sound of horses' hooves.

Everyone looked sideways and saw several carriages approaching.

For a while, everyone kept silent and tidied up.

The exquisite carriage slowly stopped in front of the pavilion door, the coachman lifted the curtain, and Han Zhen stepped in and stepped out of the carriage.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Fujin, who was dressed in palace clothes, also slowly got out of the car.

"I've seen the county magistrate, ma'am."

Everyone bowed in unison.

For Zhao Fujin, the housewife, the Wenchen are very satisfied.

Emperor Zhao Song has enough identity, and naturally has a sense of closeness.

Secondly, and most importantly, it will be smoother for Han Zhen to be the emperor in the future, and even destroy Zhao Song.

The reaction of Zhao Song's old ministers will not be too radical.

Han Zhen bowed his head slightly, looked at the pavilion, and looked satisfied.

Zhao Ting took a step forward and said loudly: "Now that the palace has just been built, I also ask the county magistrate to give me a name." ”

Han Zhen groaned: "The name of Shaoyang Station is good, there is no need to change it, it is called Shaoyang Palace." ”

"Yes!"

Zhao Ting hesitated slightly and nodded in response.

In fact, Shaoyang also alludes to the East Palace, which is the residence of the prince.

But it doesn't hurt, as long as the county magistrate likes it.

"Let's go in."

Han Zhen commanded, and Zhao Fujin took the lead in stepping into the door.

Originally, after entering the door, there was a fence and a hanging flower gate, but now it has been demolished, and it is a large courtyard in the eye, paved with bluestone slabs, without flowers and grass, and it looks solemn.

Directly in front of it is a large hall, which has been restructured from the main hall and opens up the left and right ear chambers, which can accommodate up to hundreds of people.

On the left and right sides of the courtyard, it was originally a guest room, but now it has also been changed to a public house.

Zhao Fujin said intimately: "Husband, go and get busy, and lead the sisters to the backyard to take a stroll and choose a room." ”

"Good!"

Han Zhen nodded, walked into the main hall, and sat down in the first place.

Soon, a group of civil and military officials also poured into the main hall.

Since the team had just been set up, Han Zhen did not copy Zhao Song's system, and there were neat seats on both sides of the hall.

Liu Qi was about to sit in the first position to the left of Han Zhen's head, but Xie Ding grabbed the back collar.

"What's wrong with my uncle?"

Liu Qi turned his head and asked puzzled.

"It's not big, it's not too small."

Xie Ding glared at him fiercely.

So many martial arts officials didn't sit, just sit with you, you kid has a big face?

"Oh."

Liu Qi reacted immediately.

Now it's different, and everyone tacitly begins to follow the rules.

There are no rules.

Seeing a group of people stunned in place, Han Zhen waved his hand and said, "Feel free to sit today, and then sort according to official positions in the future." ”

Hearing this, everyone sat down one after another, but they all tacitly vacated the first chair on the left and right.

Han Zhen didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point: "Now that Shandong has been decided, it should be transferred to the position. ”

It's coming, it's time to divide the pork!

Everyone's hearts were solemn.

Looking around at the crowd, Han Zhen spoke: "Chang Yukun! ”

"Wechen is here!"

Chang Yukun hurriedly got up and answered.

Han Zhen said loudly: "I order you to be the prefect of Jinan Prefecture." ”

Jinan is very important, second only to Qingzhou, because of the many waterways, it is the most prosperous state capital, economic center, and the largest tax revenue in the whole of Shandong.

Therefore, Jinan Mansion was handed over to others, and Han Zhen was not at ease.

Thinking about it, only Chang Yukun is the most cost-effective.

Chang Yukun's heart was agitated, and he bowed down: "Weichen must live up to the trust, do his best, and be loyal!" ”

The importance of Jinan Mansion, how could he not know that he was a real feudal official.

In the main hall, a group of officials cast envious glances one after another.

(End of chapter)