Zhou Jia, Zhu Lan and other servants from the Duke's Mansion left before they came back to their senses, "Did the person who came just now say that Xue Han was pregnant?"
Zhou Shuren had a toothache, "Yeah, you heard it right."
Zhulan also had a toothache. She counted the days and realized how long it had been since they got married. Rongchuan was still restless. "I regret letting my daughter get married so early."
Zhou Shuren also felt that his daughter was too young. "People in this era are really fertile. Do you think our family should make some plans? The second and third children are still young, especially Chang Lian and Chang Zhi. If we don't make plans, we will have more children."
There are more than ten now, and there will be even more in the future. Having more children is good, but sometimes too many children can also be a headache.
Zhulan, "It's easy to say. The eldest is not planning to have a baby. The second still wants a son. Zhao will definitely give birth after she is well taken care of. The third son is Dong's concern. The only one who may have fewer children is Changzhi. And even if we don't plan to have any more children, there will be accidents."
Zhou Shuren was silent. "Are you going to see your daughter tomorrow?"
"Go ahead. I haven't been to Ninghou Mansion yet. This is a good opportunity to go and take a look. I'm going to be a grandmother."
Xuemei's feelings about giving birth to a child were not so deep. This kind of affection is developed over time. Xuehan was raised by her, just like her own daughter. The little girl back then is about to become a mother now.
At the Ningguo Mansion, Xue Han received the best treatment. The Duke's wife laughed so hard that her eyes almost disappeared, and then she ate spicy dishes.
Ning Xu also smiled happily. He would be able to hold his grandson or granddaughter by the end of this year. Thinking about having another child in the mansion, the corners of his grin grew wider and wider.
Not to mention Rongchuan, he is going to be a father, he is stupid, if it were not for the wrong location, he would have been around Xue Han, now he can only bear it.
Inside the palace, the emperor and empress also received the news. The emperor was stunned for a moment when he heard the news, "I just mentioned it today."
Eunuch Liu smiled and said, "Miss Zhou is blessed."
The emperor smiled and said, "I heard that sour boys and spicy girls are good."
Eunuch Liu thought to himself that the emperor really valued this pregnancy, "Yes, there is such a saying."
The emperor also likes the prince's daughter, but she is not the prince's consort's daughter. When the prince succeeds to the throne in the future, the status of a daughter born to a concubine will also be noble. But he just wants a legitimate granddaughter, let alone the daughter of his youngest son.
The Queen Mother wanted to send a female official to the Marquis's mansion to serve, but she couldn't go too far, so she could only ask the female official to go and take a look tomorrow.
The next day, Zhulan went to Ninghou Mansion early in the morning. The Ninghou Mansion was very big. It was difficult to come to Ninghou Mansion because there were no female relatives in the past. She heard from her daughter that Ninghou Mansion was twice as big as her own home. Because there were few masters, many courtyards were empty.
Only half of the entire mansion is bustling, and Lord Ning plans to demolish the other half to build a large garden. When Zhulan heard about it, she had only one thought: being rich means being willful.
Before Zhulan reached her daughter's yard, her daughter came to greet her and asked, "Why aren't you waiting for me in the yard?"
"Mother is here, so naturally my daughter has to greet her in person."
Zhulan looked at Rongchuan behind her daughter and asked, "Didn't you go to the Hanlin Academy today?"
Rong Chuan smiled foolishly, "I have already asked for leave."
He wished he could ask his wife to give birth right away, but unfortunately that was not allowed, so he only took three days off.
Rong Chuan added, "Mom, it was better during the Song Dynasty. There were so many holidays."
Zhulan also knew that there were many holidays during the Song Dynasty, so she asked her daughter, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Xue Han was also very careful with herself, "I'm not feeling uncomfortable at all, I just can't live without spicy food."
Rong Chuan grinned, "Sour boy, spicy girl, this must be a girl."
When he thought of a daughter like Xue Han, his heart softened.
Zhulan was too lazy to look at Rongchuan’s silly father. He was too stupid. Well, he was just as stupid as Zhou Shuren back then.
Zhulan had just sat down to tell her daughter to be careful when the palace lady-in-waiting arrived. After asking questions carefully, the lady-in-waiting left.
Xue Han muttered, "The Queen is so good to me. She has given me a lot of food and daily necessities since we got married. Now that I'm pregnant, she has personally asked about it. She's just like a mother-in-law."
Xue Han was just expressing her feelings, but Rong Chuan listened to her, frowned for a moment, and then relaxed.
Rongchuan said: "Mom, this baby must be a girl, a girl who looks like Xuehan."
Xue Han cleared her throat, "Your wish is good, but you should have heard that nephews look like their uncles. What if they look like their elder and second brothers?"
Rongchuan didn't know why his pupils shrank, and then his brows frowned even deeper.
Zhulan, "... ..."
What my daughter said are of vital importance, especially the last sentence. Rongchuan often goes to the palace, and he must feel that there are some problems. Now my daughter's words are simply to clear up the confusion!
Zhulan changed the subject, "It's not good for you to eat so much spicy food. What did the imperial physician say after examining you?"
After hearing this, Rong Chuan's dangerous thoughts immediately disappeared, and he was only concerned about his wife. "The doctor didn't say anything, just said that pregnant women have strange tastes, maybe it will get better after a few days."
Xue Han touched her belly and said, "The imperial physician checked my pulse and said the baby is fine."
"That's good."
In the Fifth Prince's Mansion, what Zhang Yang couldn't bear to hear the most now was who had a baby. Rong Chuan had just gotten married and already had a baby. He, on the other hand, had several concubines, but none of them were pregnant. Every time he saw his brothers, he seemed to be able to see their serious contempt and sarcasm.
Zhang Yang became more and more irritated by the pressure from his child. He smashed the study room angrily.
At the Mansion of Marquis Yao, Yao Wenqi listened to the report on Zhang Yang's situation. He knew in his heart that he must have a child, otherwise, Zhang Yang would be hard to control and would also be concerned about the pregnancies around him. He somewhat regretted his decision in the past and now was creating problems for himself, so he whispered the instructions.
Yao Zheyu was about to leave the mansion as well. He no longer had the same spirit as before. He had an idle position in the Ministry of War and was not allowed to leave the capital. He had many ambitions but could not realize them. He felt very depressed. As soon as he got on the carriage, he saw someone coming out of the mansion. He squinted his eyes. He had seen this person before.
Yao Zheyu got off the carriage. The carriage of the marquis's mansion was too conspicuous, so he told the servant beside him and asked him to follow him, while he walked.
Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren knew that the delegation would enter Beijing tomorrow. He heard that before the delegation disembarked in Pinggang, the emperor gave them a show of force. The ships were lined up in a row and the cannons were aimed at the passing ships, so the delegation had to stay in Pinggang for some time.
They said they were resting, but in fact they were trying to get information and were very wary of the navy.
Qiu Yan came in and said, "Take a look at this."
Zhou Shuren took it and said, "I don't want to see any application from the Ministry of Industry now."
Qiu Yan sighed, "I don't know if the weather will be good this year."
Zhou Shuren looked at the snow at the beginning of the new year, feeling anxious. How could there be good weather and good harvests every year? "The Ministry of Industry has learned a lot."
He wanted to apply for more money while the diplomatic envoys were in Beijing. He felt that if the Ministry of Works continued in this way, when he came to power in the future, he would also hold up the money of the Ministry of Works, which was too wasteful.
Qiu Yan didn't want to talk about money. He had to deal with money every day in the Ministry of Revenue, and his head hurt. "Tomorrow your second son will receive the diplomatic envoys. Congratulations."