After Rong Chuan greeted several princes, he ran over, "Father."
Zhou Shuren nodded, don't look at Rong Chuan's more and more imposing manner now, that is also his son-in-law, and he still has to call his father obediently in front of him, "Well, the emperor is waiting for you, don't delay."
Rong Chuan nodded, and then greeted several adults before leaving quickly.
Li Zhao came over at this time, "Master Zhou has a good son-in-law."
"My son-in-law is really good."
Li Zhao, "..."
It is said that the son-in-law is half, and Zhou Shuren's son-in-law is the son.
Zhou's family, Zhulan listened to Mrs. Song's words, thought for a while, and motioned Mrs. Song to take the doctor to Zhang Jinghong's house. Yao Xin gave birth to a child prematurely. It is said that she slipped while walking. As for why she slipped, she didn't know much, but the child was born smoothly. He has always been attentive, but the spring breeze is piercing, and he is still ill.
It is not easy for Zhulan to go to Zhang Jinghong's house, so it is appropriate for Mrs. Song to go there.
In Zhang Jinghong's mansion, Yao Xin was sweating anxiously. It was her first time as a mother, and her own mother couldn't get out of the Hou's mansion. There was only a woman beside her, and her husband was not at home. She was really panicked. There are people who have been bribed in their own mansions, not to mention the doctors outside.
She was really afraid that Jinghong didn't come back, and her son's life would be gone first. She remembered that Jinghong said that she could go to the Zhou Mansion for help if she had any difficulties.
When Yao Xin saw Madam Song, her tears suddenly fell. She was really afraid that the Zhou family would not help her. She really had no one to ask for. As for Yao Yao, forget it, who didn't know that the Shi family followed the fifth prince.
Mrs. Song followed the doctor in. The child closed his eyes and groaned, looking very uncomfortable. Mrs. Song frowned, sniffed, and his face changed. He picked up the child's quilt and took off the child's clothes.
Yao Xin's pupils tightened, watching Madam Song and the doctor say a few words, instructing Madam to bring warm water over, twisting the veil to wipe the child's body.
The doctor has a good pulse, and he has a good idea. "The cold air enters the body, and it is contaminated with weak medicines, so that the high fever will not go away. I will prescribe some decoctions and drink it for two days."
Yao Xin gritted her teeth, "Thank you, thank you."
The doctor went to write the recipe, and Mrs. Song had already packed up the child and said, "Is there any fine cotton that has been washed?"
Yao Xin hurriedly said, "Yes, yes."
Mrs. Song took the fine cotton and smelled it, confirmed it had no smell, and showed it to the doctor before wrapping the child, "I will use fine cotton to make clothes in the future, and when I wear it, wash it several times, preferably with hot water. Once it is ironed, the child's previous clothes and quilts will be lost."
Yao Xin's eyes were red, "Write it down."
She hated so much in her heart that the fifth prince was cruel, and when the child was born, he would not let the child go.
In the afternoon, Mrs. Song came back, and Zhulan listened to the process, "Is the child better?"
Mrs. Song said, "An hour after the child took the medicine, his body temperature dropped a lot, and he was able to drink milk."
"That's good, I'm afraid that the fever will not go away."
Zhulan was shocked, and Mrs. Song came back with two news. The first was that Yao Xin slipped and thought that, and the second was that the child's illness was also artificial. It seemed that as long as Zhang Yang had no children, he would always stare at Zhang Jinghong's children.
In the palace, Rong Chuan was busy with his errands, and when he looked up, he could see the emperor grinding a piece of jade. Jade carving was difficult, and there were times when masters missed, and it was not easy. It was not the last time he saw it. piece of it.
The emperor felt that Rong Chuan saw it and raised his head, "Do you want to learn?"
Rong Chuan shook his head. He had carved seals and knew how difficult it was. "I just saw that the emperor changed a piece, so I took a few more glances."
The emperor was depressed. He thought that carving was easy, but it was hard to think about it. "The last piece is useless."
Rong Chuan did not continue to ask, but the emperor wanted to say, "Aren't you curious about what I engraved?"
Rong Chuan, "I am indeed a little curious, the emperor has been engraved for some time."
The emperor's hands were tired, "This is my mother's jade pendant, which was broken later. I want to carve a piece and take it to the emperor's mausoleum."
After his mother died, the only thing left to him was this jade pendant, which he kept treasured. Unfortunately, when he was acting stupid, in order to test whether he was really stupid, he deliberately dropped the jade pendant in front of him, even if he picked it up, It cannot be restored to its original state.
After the founding of the dynasty, the broken jade pendant moved into the imperial mausoleum with his mother, and he sent it in with his own hands, so he thought that he would also bring a piece with him after his death.
Rong Chuan didn't know how to speak for a while, and his heart was still rising and uncomfortable. He always felt that the emperor should not care about life and death so calmly, "Emperor, you want to live a hundred years."
The emperor himself knows his own body. He has suffered a lot, and when he becomes an emperor, he is still suffering. He does not dare to expect a long life.
In the evening, Zhu Lan's tone was excited, a kind of anticipation of being able to watch a big play, as if she was looking forward to a big movie for the New Year, "Have you heard that the concubine of the Fifth Prince's Mansion is pregnant."
Zhou Shuren spat out the tea in his mouth. He really didn't know. He was very happy to see his daughter-in-law when he got home. He thought there was something happy, but he didn't expect, "Really?"
In her heart, Zhulan believed that Zhang Yang was dead, so her head glowed green with this operation, "In the afternoon, there was a lot of uproar, and I know it's too late."
Zhou Shuren thought the same way as his daughter-in-law. He didn't have to testify against Shi Qing, and he also felt that Zhang Yang was dead. "Haha, I'll wait for two days, and I'll go to congratulate Zhang Yang in person."
Zhulan also smiled, "You must say a few more congratulations in a very sincere tone."
Zhou Shuren nodded, "Relax, absolutely sincere."
Zhulan's only regret is, "I can't watch the play with my own eyes. Do you think the princes will go to congratulate them in person today?"
Zhou Shuren, "I can't, His Royal Highness will also go."
Zhulan said, "It would be great if there was a monitor to watch."
She had heard a lot of the prince and several princes fighting each other, but unfortunately she couldn't see it.
The Fifth Prince's Mansion Zhang Yang's face was particularly ugly, "Fourth brother, if you come to congratulate the younger brother, if you come to slap me in the face, the door is open, so you can leave."
King Liang pulled the fifth brother who stood up angrily, "Look at your anger, you're in a hurry, we're brothers, and it's the brothers, your fourth brother just told you directly, who cares about you if it's an outsider. "
Zhang Yang wants to vomit blood, you imply that the child is not mine, and you still care about me, poof, no, it's not a hint at all, but you tell him directly, and you get black face when you think about it.
King Qi sneered, "Don't think we didn't know what you arranged for your concubine's miscarriage last time. That's why we care about you and don't confuse the blood of the emperor."
It is not a secret that the Qiao family is separated from the fifth. This time they had a miscarriage, and they naturally knew the truth, so they doubted the fifth's body.
King Liang looked at the unmoving prince, "Brother Prince, please say a few words too."
The prince looked at his younger brothers, "You are right!"
Zhang Yang, "..."
King Qi and others, "..."