Murong Wei, the secretary of the military department, just heard the words "retreat" shouted by the grand duke beside the emperor, and immediately turned around and rushed home, at this moment, his heart had already flown back home, because his wife's room was giving birth at home. This year's winter was warmer than usual, so the plum blossoms planted by every household in the city have already bloomed early. There was a lot of snow today, and Murong Wei heard the "rustling" sound of the sedan chair drivers stepping on the snow in the sedan chair, and he couldn't help but lift the sedan curtain and look out. I saw that the red plums planted by the people on both sides of the road were sticking out through the wall, and the plum blossoms on the branches of the trees were blooming brilliantly and festively, and the fluttering snow complemented each other, which was beautiful.

However, the good omen did not bring good luck, and as soon as Murong Wei returned to Shangshu Mansion, someone came to report that his wife had a difficult birth.

When Murong Wei heard the news, his eyes couldn't help but go dark, and he almost fell down on the steps, but he couldn't enter the delivery room in person to protect his beloved wife, so he could only watch the imperial doctors who had been invited a long time ago outside the door to instruct the midwife on what to do, and he was in a hurry.

The figures of the subordinates and the midwife, who were in and out in a hurry with panicked expressions, gradually blurred in the flying snowflakes, and occasionally one or two pieces of snow fell on their faces and melted, cold to the heart.

Those two hours were equivalent to more than ten years for Murong Wei, until the crisp and loud baby cry came from the delivery room, and when it resounded over Shangshu Mansion, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but before everyone's hearts could be put back on their chests, another sentence came out from the delivery room that made people even more worried: "Madame fainted!" Master Murong didn't have time to be happy, so he rushed to the delivery room with the imperial doctors, and didn't even glance at the newborn child held by the midwife.

Fortunately, Mrs. Murong only fainted for a while after giving birth, and woke up after some rescue by the imperial doctors.

"Husband, what do you say we should give our daughter a name?" Madame did not have the strength to sit up, but still lay on the bed, watching her husband hold her daughter and be happy like a child playing in the snow. Only then did Murong Wei remember that his wife was busy holding the child and came to the bed to show her, and said, "You see that our daughter is really beautiful, and she will definitely be as beautiful as her wife in the future." ”

Mrs. Murong smiled shyly and said, "The master is becoming more and more improper!"

"I'm telling the truth," Master Murong remembered to ask Madame what she had just asked herself, and Madame had to ask again what name she should give to the child.

"You come and give her a name, you have the most credit for having a baby. ”

Mrs. Murong glanced at the fluttering snowflakes and plum petals through the window, and couldn't help but think of a sentence of Li Qingzhao that was often recited in the young boudoir: "Go with shame, lean on the door and look back, but smell the green plum." Then he said, "Then it's called Yimei, what does the husband think is good?"

Murong Wei repeated the words "Yimei", thinking that his daughter was born in the season when the red plum was in full bloom, it was very good to call this name, so he agreed.

Since then, colleagues in the court, relatives and friends of Jingshi, neighbors, and even the current saints have known that Murong Shangshu has come and won the daughter, and they have congratulated him. In those days, Murong Wei's old face often smiled, and people became energetic, and even the already gray beard and hair seemed to be gradually becoming black. Shangshu Mansion gave rations to poor people's wives at the door for half a month, and asked the chief manager to add monthly salaries to the whole house.

Everyone said in unison that this Miss Yimei is a blessed person and has brought blessings to everyone.

Due to the death of the original squire of the military department last month, all the chores of the military department were handled by Shangshu Murong Wei alone, and now Shengshang Longen has promoted a subordinate official to serve as the squire of the military department to share the work of Murong Wei. The new official surnamed Shen Zishan is a gentle, humble, cautious and cautious person. Shen Zishan has been effective and diligent since he took office, and the key is that he did not dare to disobey his immediate boss Murong Wei and was respectful, so he soon won the praise of the military department.

Therefore, Yimei's full moon banquet, Murong Wei also sent an invitation to Shen Shilang.

Murong Wei originally thought that they would just go through the motions, but he didn't expect Shen Shilang to attach great importance to it, not only did he come, but also brought his family and his three-year-old son, Shen Chengjun.

The two families looked very affectionate when they met, and Xiao Chengjun stayed by Yimei's cradle bed inch by inch, staring intently at the sleeping Xiao Yimei, and raised his head from time to time and said to his mother: "Little sister is so good-looking." Xiao Chengjun's interesting words and deeds made the adults of the two families happy, and they all said that it was fate, not only the fate of the two families, but also the fate of the two children.

"I think Cheng Jun likes our family Yimei so much, why don't you just set a baby for them, let's be in-laws, how about you?" Murong Wei first made a proposal, and Mrs. Murong also said on the side after hearing it, but Shen Zishan and his wife were a little hesitant, "If the adults don't give up, then dare to be kind, but I'm afraid that the children won't be able to climb high." ”

"I think Cheng Jun, this kid is smart and smart, and he will definitely have a good future in the future, so let's decide. ”

"Okay, then the lower official should be respectful and obey his fate!"

Mrs. Murong squatted down again to support Xiao Chengjun's shoulder and asked, "When you grow up, will you marry your little sister?"

I don't know if I understand or not, Xiao Chengjun jumped up happily and clapped his little palm and cheered: "Okay, I want to marry my little sister when I grow up, I want to marry my little sister when I grow up!"

This made everyone in the room laugh.

The cheerful laughter is sweeter than the greasy sugar on the feast, and it is transmitted through the ears to the heart.