It was Ma Su and Liu Wu's turn to shave their heads.
Ma Su and others saw that King Qin had shaved his hair and it was still fine. When they saw their hair falling to the ground, they couldn't help sighing. Han people are very particular about their body, hair and skin. They are given by their parents and must not be harmed or acted upon. Once the hair falls, it will always be a disaster. Disappointed. However, this was not forced by others, but "voluntary", and there was no issue of "morality". When he saw Liu Wu also had a sad face, he laughed: "Forget it, before Zhao Wuling King Hu Fu Riding and shooting, he strengthened the State of Zhao, and he became a wise king through the ages. Let’s just jump on the bandwagon today... "
King Qin's eyes widened: "Who is King Zhao Wuling? Is he a relative of Zhao Deji?"
Ma Su didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He knew that this great king didn't have any concept of "big festivals" in his mind. He usually did whatever he thought of, and explanations were useless.
King Qin saw that everyone had done it, and immediately waved his hand: "Let's go to Beijing immediately."
Fourth Prince's Mansion.
Yelv Guanyin slowly came out of the path full of pine and willow trees, looked at the tall Fourth Prince's Mansion from a distance, and immediately quickened her pace.
When the guard at the door saw the second lady coming back, he immediately saluted respectfully.
Yelu Guanyin has a very arrogant attitude and a full hostess attitude. From the daughter of the deceased family in the Liao Kingdom to the first hostess of the Fourth Prince's Palace in Dajin, how much price did she pay? Ever since she agreed to marry her father to the fourth prince, she had made up her mind that no matter how many wives the fourth prince had, she must be the most favored one!
Men have three wives and four concubines, and there is no difference between Liao, Jin, and Han people in this regard. Her own father married seven or eight wives. She never believed that monogamy was a woman's glory. It is a woman's glory and ability to stand out among a man's many wives and concubines.
As for her childhood sweetheart, she felt sad, who could live with him in the end of the world like the poor life of a subjugated slave
She touched her belly for another important reason. Although the Jin nobles took Khitan women and Song women as concubines, there were not many mixed descendants of Khitan and Song people in the families of the Jin nobles. Those with status and no inheritance rights are in a very humble situation, half slave and half master. Therefore, it depends more on the status of the biological mother. If you become the mistress, you can strive for the best status for the child in your belly.
She walked into the gate and looked at the towering palace of the fourth prince. The sadness in her heart was immediately replaced by the joy of success. These days, she was almost the exclusive favorite of the fourth prince. The fourth prince had not called him for a long time. There are other concubines.
While I was thinking about it, I heard a burst of laughter coming from the garden.
"Son, we are going to Beijing and back to our real home..."
"Dad, where is Shangjing? Is it fun?"
"Shangjing is the capital of our Kingdom of Jin. It is the best place in the world and has many good things. We have a lot of good things in our home."
"More than here?"
"Haha, there are much more than here. Dad will give you all to play with."
"Then why do we have two homes?"
"This is not a home, it is my father's temporary palace..."
"Are wet nurse and mother going with us?"
"Of course. If the mother doesn't go, who will take care of the son?"
“…”
Yelu Guanyin felt like her heart was bursting with fire. After the fourth prince recovered from his injury, he received an order from Lord Wolf to return to Beijing to discuss matters. Now that Zong Han had lost power, everyone in the government and the public speculated that the fourth prince would become the number one in the Jin Kingdom. Marshal - Marshal.
The day to return to Shangjing was fixed, and because of this, she was eager to say goodbye to her old lover. But in her plan, she did not want Tianwei to return to Shangjing with that little bastard, and hoped to keep them in Yanjing.
However, after listening to the conversation between the father and son, it is not easy to stop it.
"Son, have you written today?"
"I wrote it. Dad, my mother taught me how to write big characters today. Can I write it for you to read?"
"Okay, okay, son, please write this to daddy quickly..."
Yelv Guanyin walked over slowly, with very light steps, and saw a table set up in the pavilion in the garden. Little Lu Wenlong was sitting on a chair, writing with a small brush.
The fourth prince stood aside to give him guidance, while Tianwei was studying ink and serving him.
She was shocked when she realized that Tianwei was wearing a red Jurchen woman's singlet today, with a faint smile on her face. She had never seen Tianwei smile since she entered the door. When Tianwei was captured, She was only fourteen or fifteen years old, her body had not yet grown up, and she did not know how to please and flatter her, so she was not welcomed by the fourth prince. He brought her back and threw her in the palace. She was not even asked to sleep with him once in more than a year. It was completely rough. Maid.
When Yelu Guanyin first entered the house, although she was very powerful, she didn't take Tianwei seriously at first. Only then did she realize that as she grew older, this princess of the Song Dynasty also grew taller and had a more beautiful appearance. She has a noble temperament. Especially when she smiles, her temperament is unmatched by other concubines. Earlier, Wang Junhua was able to boss around in the Fourth Prince's Mansion because she was literate and well-liked by the Fourth Prince. As soon as she left , the only literate person in the mansion was Tianwei, so they naturally took her place. When the fourth prince called Tianwei, there were more people. Although he was not serving as a bedchamber but teaching young Lu Wenlong, Yelu Guanyin At this time, he immediately realized that if he continued like this, when Tianwei got older, there was no guarantee that she would not become her biggest rival for favor.
Yelu Guanyin may be a beauty on the grassland, but she is a Khitan after all and cannot recognize a single Chinese character. At this time, Fang realized that he had neglected the fourth prince's biggest hobby - his love for the scenery of the Southern Dynasties.
She felt panicked, and since she said goodbye to her former lover today, she was in a completely desperate state, angry and jealous. But at this time, she could only suppress the jealousy, and after a while, she walked over and smiled. A voice said: "The fourth prince is teaching his son to write again?"
Hearing her voice, Tianwei couldn't help but take a step back. The wet nurse standing by her side also quickly saluted her.
When Jin Wushu saw that it was her, he happily said, "Come and watch your son write."
These days, in order to please him, Yelu Guanyin immediately walked over after hearing the words: "Son, mom, look, what did you write today..."
Little Lu Wenlong didn't get along with her. When he saw her coming, he put down his brush and pouted: "I won't write anymore, I won't write anymore..."
Yelu Guanyin's teeth were itching with hatred, but she still smiled: "Good son, I wrote that my mother will give you candy..."
"No!"
Seeing her embarrassment, Jin Wushu immediately smiled and said: "Son, mom is going to give birth to a little brother. You must not make mom angry..."
"I don't like it! I don't like my little brother."
Yelv Guanyin was even more depressed, gently stroking her belly with her hand.
After all, he is his first-born son, and Yelu Guanyin is good at flattering her. These days, he has completely won Jin Wushu's favor. Jin Wushu did not want her to be wronged, so he ordered his son: "How can you be rude to your mother? Please apologize to your mother." "
"No, she is very fierce. Dad, she beat me..."
Jin Wushu was even more displeased when he saw his son talking like this: "How can you be so disrespectful at such a young age? Please apologize to your mother..."
"No!"
When Jin Wushu saw his son's disobedience, he became angry for the first time: "Son, please apologize to your mother..."
The child had never seen his father look so ferocious. He was so frightened that he cried and just called Tianwei: "Mom, mom..."
Tianwei hugged her son and whispered: "The child is young and ignorant..."
When Jin Wushu saw that Tianwei did not ask his son to apologize to Yelu Guanyin, but instead defended his son, he became even more angry: "Then how did you discipline him?"
Yelu Guanyin observed the words and expressions, and immediately said softly: "Fourth Prince, there is no need to be angry. The child is young and will be fine when he grows up..."
Jin Wushu saw that she was knowledgeable and generous, and his affection for her grew even more. He lowered his voice and said, "Madam, come dine with me tonight."
"But my stomach hurts so much..."
Yelv Guanyin covered her stomach with gestures, and Jin Wushu hurriedly supported her: "What makes you uncomfortable? Someone is here..."
Tianwei was holding the child. Seeing Yelu Guanyin acting like this, she knew that this woman was pretending to be strange again. The two maids heard the sound and came up. Sure enough, Yelu Guanyin looked painful: "No, they are clumsy..."
The fourth prince's eyes had already turned over and looked at Tianwei: "Why don't you come over and serve the lady?"
Tianwei had no choice but to go over and help her, but Yelu Guanyin's brows furrowed even more tightly: "I want to go back to my room to rest."
Tianwei and the wet nurse followed her to help her and entered the room. Jin Wushu kept asking for help, and Yelu Guanyin naturally ordered Tianwei to cook medicine and make soup.
After struggling until midnight, Jin Wushu got up and went back to his room to rest, leaving Tianwei to serve Yelu Guanyin. After learning that Yelu Guanyin was pregnant, according to Jurchen practice, in order to ensure her pregnancy, Jin Wushu slept in a separate room with her. He slept with other concubines, but he had to visit Yelu Guanyin every day. This was an honor that no concubine had ever received.
Tianwei saw that Yelu Guanyin had finally closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep. She breathed a sigh of relief and was taking a nap when she heard Yelu Guanyin's order: "Bring the soup..."
Tianwei immediately went to get it. At this time, the soup had already cooled down. Although it was summer, Yelu Guanyin wanted to drink it hot. Naturally she did not dare to disobey, so she went to heat it on the fire, brought it in, and said respectfully: "Mrs. Yelu ,Please use… "
Yelv Guanyin took the soup bowl, and suddenly her hand shook, and the bowl of hot soup spilled onto the ground, half of which splashed onto her hand. She immediately screamed: "Ah yo yo... it hurts me to death... Tianwei, are you?" Want to kill me..."
Tianwei was so frightened that she hurriedly went to wipe her: "Ms. Yelu..."
But Yelu Guanyin burst into tears.
Jin Wushu, who was next door, heard the wailing sound and hurried over. He saw only fragments on the ground. Yelv Guanyin's left hand was red and swollen, and her breasts were filled with soup and potion.
He was furious: "Tianwei, what are you doing?"
Yelv Guanyin just cried.
Seeing that she looked in pain, Jin Wushu became even more anxious. He hurriedly sat by the bed and picked her up: "Madam, what's wrong with you?"
"My stomach hurts. It hurts so much. Our child..."
Seeing that his "bones and blood" were damaged, Jin Wushu recalled Tianwei's performance today and suspected that she was jealous of Yelu Guanyin's pregnancy, fearing that she would compete for Xiao Lu Wenlong's position, and said angrily: "Tianwei, what are your intentions?"
Yelu Guanyin looked at the traces of the concoction on her stomach and cried so hard: "It doesn't matter if the slave family is injured, but if it hurts the child in the stomach... Princess Tianwei, the slave family has tried its best to take care of young master Wenlong these days. He treats it as his own. Why do you still do this?"