This obviously means that the daughter in Yuan Qingling's belly is the daughter. He, the great-grandfather, wants to help bury his daughter Hong, and dig it up and drink it after Xiao Laifu gets married.
Yuan Qingling was suddenly curious, "How are you sure you want to bury your daughter Hong?"
"Lonely just knows." The Supreme Emperor said confidently.
"How did you know?"
"Fifty years ago, Xiangshi said that he would have a great-granddaughter this year."
"That can also be Rong Yue's."
"Then add two!" He was calm and calm.
Yuan Qingling laughed, "Rong Yue is twins."
His eyes widened suddenly, and his anger became frustrated, "Then add three!"
"Rong Yue's daughter is also?" Yuan Qingling asked mischievously.
The emperor ignored her, and he would be unlucky if he didn't believe in the sage.
Yuan Qingling stood up and pushed all three in to check their bodies.
Xiaoyao is as healthy as ever, his cardiopulmonary function is better than that of young people, his hands and legs are neat, his waist is strong, he is very proud of this, and feels that he can live another hundred years.
The Supreme Emperor said poisonously: "Ordinary healthy people will die first."
Xiaoyao gave him a confession, "It is my blessing to die first. If you are all dead and I am left alone, how lonely these days are!"
The Supreme Emperor and Chu Shoufu both raised their heads quickly to look at him. There was something in their eyes that slowly floated up, and their faces looked heavy, because they all counted them. This day, it won’t be far away. One of the three old men will die early and then throw them down. Two, and finally the next one.
From youth to old age, this is great fate and blessing, but these fate and blessings have an end.
Yuan Qingling held the stethoscope, but she was also sad for a while.
Chu Shoufu looked at the happy mother next to him, and smiled, "It doesn't matter, there is always hope in the next life."
Madam Xi also smiled, "Yes, there is still another life."
The Supreme Emperor did not speak, but closed his eyes and let Yuan Qingling listen to his heartbeat. His heartbeat was a bit fast, perhaps because of the emotional influence, he did not say, but he was also afraid that that day would come.
The Taishang's body is better than before the expedition. It seems that people can't just enjoy the blessings blindly. He has to do something to prolong his life.
Chu Shoufu’s lungs were not good, and his coughing aggravated for several days. After careful questioning, he realized that the supreme emperor’s tonic had been given to him. Shoufu suffered a small injury on the battlefield. The emperor knew that he was weak and told him to drink. In the case of a double copy, from the perspective of Chinese medicine, this is called deficiency and no nourishment, the lungs are heavy, and the cough is caused.
Yuan Qingling prescribed some medicine and cough drops, and asked his mother to supervise him taking it. Shoufu takes care of his body very much. After all, he can only relax when he is old and spend some quiet days with his favorite people and comrades-in-arms for a lifetime. He is reluctant to bear it. It's dead.
Therefore, he even asked Yuan Qingling if he could hang some water, the kind of water that would get better soon.
Yuan Qingling smiled and said: "It's not enough, just take medicine, eat and drink lightly, and can't drink any supplements."
Chu Shoufu couldn't help complaining about the Supreme Emperor, "In the future, you can drink your supplements yourself."
The Supreme Emperor muttered, "Good for you, you don't know yet."
He invited Dim Sum and Er Bao to come, and then asked the palace people to fetch them gifts. Yuan Qingling was curious, "Is there any more gifts?"
"Do you think that only you have a gift?" The Supreme Emperor scorned her.
Yuan Qingling thought he was giving them gold and silver jewelry again, and said: "The child is still young, and now he doesn't spend money."
The Supreme Emperor had no words. After waiting for the palace people to fetch it, he placed it on the table, only to find that the gift was too...not like a gift.
Four pebbles.
Moreover, these stones are the kind that is commonly seen, and they are not even as good as the pebbles paved on the path in the imperial garden, stained with dirt and dust.
It's just that the colors are slightly different, but they are all commonplace.
Five children, four pebbles, how do you divide them
Yuan Qing Lingzheng was curious, but saw that the emperor called Baozi over and asked him to distribute the four pebbles to his younger brother. As for which younger brother would share which one, he decided by himself.
The steamed bun didn't like these little stones, so he played with them in his hand, and then divided them one by one.
The three giants looked more seriously, and their expressions were very solemn. When the buns were divided, the Supreme Emperor looked at the first assistant and said, "Did you write it down?"
Shoufu nodded, "Take it down!"
"That's all right!" The Supreme Emperor seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then said: "The remaining one will be given to the stomach."
Yuan Qingling couldn't help laughing, just these few stones, what the baby looked like, I thought it was jade if I didn't know it.
Although Baozi is not very rare in these small stones, four younger brothers have them, and they also said that they have one for the younger sister in their stomachs, but he is not happy if he does not have them, and pestering the emperor to ask: "Too Grandfather, what kind of baby is this? Why don't you give it to me?"
The Supreme Emperor looked at the steamed bun with a smile, "Because, these little stones, you will have a lot of them, and you give them in their hands. One day, they can eat by relying on these little stones, then your brothers will not Fight for a bowl of rice."
Baozi really didn't understand at the moment, and said bewildered: "Can these little stones cook?"
"Brother can be full."
"But if I had a bowl of rice, I wouldn't eat it myself, I would definitely share it with them."
The Emperor was startled, "Oh? But then you don't have to eat? You will be hungry."
Steamed bun rubbed the hand of the Emperor Taishang and smiled crookedly, "Great grandfather, you are confused. Divide a bowl of rice into six portions, we can all eat, even if it is a bite, we will score a bite."
Taishang looked at him with a bit of surprise in his eyes, "Yes, buns are still smart. Grandfather doesn't even remember that a bowl of rice can be divided into six parts, so he doesn't wrong himself, okay, okay, great!"
The emperor said a few good things in a row, showing that his heart was really excited, and he also looked back at Chu Shoufu and Xiaoyao, his eyes were quite attractive, as if he was saying, lonely person, right
Yuan Qingling packed up her things and listened to them. If she said that the Supreme Emperor had already talked about it, and she still couldn't understand it, it would be confused.
After putting everything in the medicine box, she asked Baozi to take her younger brother out, and then sat down and looked at the Emperor Taishang, "Grandfather, what are you? Pebble, what is it?"
Although I know it, I don't know the specifics, so I have to ask.
The Supreme Emperor looked at her with a wise gleam in his eyes, "There are some things, the sooner you decide, the better. I have a total of five pebbles on hand. These are the five cities I got from the North Desert. They are sealed by buns. Give it to your brother and the child in your stomach. This is his decision. Of course, you can say that he doesn’t know it now, but he said, he has a bowl of rice and will share it with his brother. It will not change, as long as it is properly cultivated."
Yuan Qing Ling looked at him blankly, "But these cities are now being sealed off? Does the emperor know? Maybe he will deal with it?"
"It's a city waiting for a call from Gu. He wants to move and he has to discuss with Gu, but he has never found it. It can be seen that he has no idea for the time being. After two days alone, he will talk to him. Let's look at the situation there. ," He couldn't help but feel annoyed when he saw Yuan Qingling's panic, "Don't you agree?"