At noon, I grilled fish in the waterside pavilion. This time, Concubine Shen learned how to behave, and gave the fish belly without small spines to his daughter-in-law, and ate the back and tail of the fish herself.
After eating the grilled fish, the two continued to fish leisurely.
The empress's interest in fishing is really easily extinguished, after all, she always fails to catch. The fish don't even eat the bait, so I don't know what's wrong.
Although Concubine Shen firmly told her that the fish were enough to eat, the empress was skeptical.
Soon, she knew she was right to be skeptical.
When the two of them packed up their fishing tackle and went back, the manager of the Princess Mansion who came to pick them up chatted with them about the pond.
"It's a fish pond specially used for fishing." The manager laughed. "The princess is also interested in fishing occasionally, so the servants will not feed them every day, lest they will not eat the bait and fail to catch."
In other words, the feeding frequency of these fish is actually relatively low. Basically maintain a state where you can’t eat enough or starve to death, and you will still bite the bait when you encounter it.
In particular, Qixue doesn't come to fish too many times, so these fish are a bit silly. With hooks to bite, no worries about traps or anything.
Every time Lian Qixue comes to fish, she can get something out of it, and she doesn't know why the empress can't touch a single fish.
The Empress was not very happy, she dragged the shy Concubine Shen away.
This place is very unfriendly to her, let's go back to the palace.
Back in the palace, I had dinner with my daughter first, and then finished the massage. After coaxing her son to sleep, Concubine Shen took her daughter-in-law to Concubine Wei's room.
Hearing from Dong Xiao that His Majesty the Emperor stayed with Concubine Wei today, it made it easier for them to talk.
The two are still sitting face to face and reading novels without interfering with each other.
When they were enjoying watching, no one dared to come over and disturb the two of them. So there were no servants in the room, just the two of them.
"Don't read it, read it later." Shen Yuqing walked over, took out the notebook from Fu Yanjun's hand, closed it casually and threw it aside.
"What are you doing?" His Majesty the Emperor was very displeased, "I can't find where to look if you are closed."
Shen Yuqing rolled her eyes: "Then your memory is really bad enough."
His Majesty the Emperor was unmoved: "What are you doing here?"
"Have you heard the rumors in the capital?" Shen Yuqing asked Fu Qiushui as she sat down without being a joke.
"What rumor?" All kinds of rumors in Beijing are changing with each passing day, how does he know which one Shen Yuqing is talking about.
Shen Yuqing glanced at her: "The fact that your right minister likes jade has been exposed, and now all kinds of ghosts and snakes come to the door with gifts. You don't know what they are doing, do you?"
"So this is the matter?" His Majesty the Emperor frowned, "I let someone spread the word."
Shen Yuqing thought about all kinds of possibilities for a long time, but missed this point. She looked at Fu Yanjun with a little surprise, as if she was looking at a fool who suddenly became smarter.
The idiot emperor: "... what are you looking at!"
Don't think that he can't see the meaning in Shen Yuqing's eyes, so naked, he is not blind.
"Since you did it yourself, then I won't say anything." Shen Yuqing immediately put this matter behind her as a bachelor, whoever did it has nothing to do with her.
"Okay, let's go back." She pulled Fu Qiushui away, "Don't waste time here dealing with this scum."
His Majesty the Emperor couldn't care anymore, Shen Yuqing has always been like this. If you want to keep a small notebook, his small notebook may not be able to remember it.
This is probably the legendary legend.
Concubine Wei ate melons the whole time, with a look on her face. As soon as the person left, before His Majesty looked over, he changed back to a helpless and gentle look, which was also very dramatic.
It is said that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. Basically, no one who got close to Shen Yuqing seemed to be spared.
His Majesty the Emperor hadn't discovered this tragic fact, so he turned his grief and indignation into a thirst for knowledge, and continued to read the book.
Shen Yuqing went back to play with her son.
Little Qiuqiu had already been coaxed to sleep before Shen Yuqing left, but this child was a cute little angel on the surface, but there were times when he was making trouble behind his back. For example, now, he suddenly remembered his mother's kindness, and insisted on clamoring for her to hug her.
Maybe it was something I dreamed about in my sleep, so I woke up suddenly.
Fortunately, Concubine Shen Gui didn't leave for too long, she heard that her son woke up and was making a fuss, so she immediately went over to hold the child.
"Cool! Cool!" Qiuqiu twisted happily in Shen Yuqing's arms, "Cool!"
"You big-headed ghost, don't curse me." The imperial concubine grabbed his chubby face, "Bad guy."
Fat Qiuqiu couldn't understand, and continued to call his mother excitedly.
The Empress sat beside her, holding out her fingers for him to hold and play with. Qiuqiu was very cooperative, and the hand holding her immediately fell silent.
Concubine Shen felt grief and indignation, and felt that her son was indeed a white-eyed wolf. Qingxi was the first to shout, but Qiushui was the one who listened the most.
Fu Qiushui pursed his lips and smiled: "Qiuqiu is so good."
Not nice at all.
"Qiuqiu is more than eight months old, and he should be weaned slowly." Fu Qiushui said.
When she first started practicing martial arts in person, Shen Yuqing couldn't leave, so she asked the nanny a lot about the baby when she had nothing to do. At this moment, I suddenly remembered that children who are eight months old can learn many things slowly.
Such as weaning, such as walking, such as talking.
Compared to before, Shen Yuqing didn't know these things so clearly. She doesn't have the talent to raise a baby, so she really can't learn it. Every time I hear Mammy say this, I get a headache, so just listen to it.
"What do you eat after weaning? Rice?" Shen Yuqing asked.
"...he can't eat right now." Fu Qiushui was very helpless, "I can only eat some thick and soft food, let's prepare egg custard and minced meat."
Shen Yuqing looked at her son's millet teeth and nodded, "Let's start weaning tomorrow."
In fact, Qiuqiu is different from ordinary babies. He doesn't seem to have any nostalgia for milk. Generally, babies will be very dependent on breast milk when they are weaned. If the weaning process is not handled well, it will irritate the baby. If you always eat for two days and stop for one day, it is easy to cause harm to the baby's young mind, and it may affect the mental state of the grown-up.
However, Qiuqiu doesn't like milk. He likes the strong food eaten by his concubine and sister, especially spicy dishes.
Although the baby's parents were born with frail bodies, he was born healthy. This is the best way, since you don't need to take medicine all the time, and you won't have to eat all kinds of taboos for every meal, and you can't eat what you want wantonly.
But now, he can't even think about what he wants to eat. The stomach of a baby less than one year old is so fragile, Shen Yuqing dare not give him spicy food.
The next day, the egg custard was served together with the soft steamed sweet potato soup.
The custard is salty, not too much seasoning, but the taste is not bad. The sweet potato soup is said to be soup, but it is actually sweet potato paste. It is afraid that it is not sweet enough and sugar is added. It tastes sweet and delicious.
However, Qiuqiu doesn't like sweets, so he pushed away the spoon of the sweet potato soup in disgust, and stretched out his chubby claws towards the egg soup.
"Cool! Cool!"
"I won't give you any more." Shen Yuqing threatened while feeding the custard to her precious son herself.
The smooth and soft custard has a delicate fragrance, melts in the mouth, and the taste is adjusted just right. Xiaoqiuqiu has a small stomach, so I can't eat more than half a bowl. But he was very domineering, and he didn't allow anyone to take the custard down when he couldn't eat it. He was very protective of food, and he probably planned to have another meal at noon.
"Is it okay to feed your mother?" Shen Yuqing discussed with him.
Qiuqiu looked at her fixedly and didn't answer.
Seeing that he stopped making trouble, Shen Yuqing picked up the bowl and drank it in one gulp, then showed him the empty bowl. Only then did Qiuqiu let go and asked the palace servants to remove the bowl.
"How's Qiuqiu's appetite?" The Empress, who was called out early in the morning, came late. She greeted Xiaoqiuqiu and turned her head to ask.
Weaning in summer is actually not a good choice, because people tend to have poor appetite in summer. Not only adults, but children too. Once it is not handled well, the baby will not be able to eat, and will have to continue to drink milk at that time, which is very troublesome.
But the little guy Qiuqiu looked very energetic and didn't seem to be affected.
"Could he have a bad appetite?" Shen Yuqing pinched his little fat face, "Look at how fat he is."
I've never seen someone who bury her own son like this, and the empress didn't reply.
Concubine Shen Gui didn't mind either, and asked instead: "I called you over in a hurry this morning, what happened?"
"Actually, it's not a bad thing." Speaking of this, Fu Qiushui had a smile on his face, "It's still a good thing."
"Huh? What's the good thing?" Shen Yuqing suddenly became interested.
Fu Qiushui came over and said softly, "Qiaorong is pregnant."
Surprise flashed in Shen Yuqing's eyes: "Really?!"
"That's natural."
Su Qiaorong has been lethargic recently, but she has a good appetite. At first everyone thought it was summer fatigue, but this morning they suddenly became more energetic and woke up earlier than usual. Just about to walk around the yard twice before eating, Su Qiaorong suddenly felt sick to her stomach.
The palace people also thought that she had caught a cold, that's why she felt a faint pain in her lower abdomen, and planned to call the imperial doctor to take a look at her legs and feet. It was Mammy Fu who heard the movement and felt that she should not be rash, so she asked someone to call the head of the imperial hospital, and then notified the empress.
The imperial physicians all live in distant gardens, and it is not convenient to travel between them. After all, he is a foreigner, so he is afraid that they will have a relationship with the concubine. There is a hanging flower gate between the garden and this area, which is guarded by the imperial guards, and no one can pass without a token.
The head of the imperial hospital arrived with the empress first and second. Not long after the empress sat down, the head of the hospital diagnosed a happy pulse. It was just over a month, so she should have been conceived just before coming to the palace.
"That's really a great thing." Shen Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief, "I think she was also relieved."
Su Qiaorong is not young anymore, five or six years older than the emperor, already in her third year of life. She had been married for many years and had nothing to offer. Although her husband didn't like to come to her house, it did put a lot of pressure on her.
The ex-husband didn't seem to have touched her a few times, but the ex-husband's family still attributed the inability to have children to her, saying that she occupied the chicken coop and did not lay eggs. I don't know why some people compare their own family (or their son) to a chicken coop. In short, that disgusting family is not a good thing.
Although Su Qiaorong knew in her heart that it was not her fault, she still had some self-doubt, worrying that she really couldn't conceive.
Now, this knot is solved.
Shen Yuqing specially hugged Qiuqiu to see her, she likes Qiuqiu more now, maybe because she is also pregnant, and she always has more affection for the baby.
She held Qiuqiu in one hand, touched her belly with the other, smiled slightly, her face was full of soft maternal brilliance.
"Qiaoqiu is so cute, if only my child is as healthy and intelligent as him." Su Qiaorong bowed her head and kissed Qiuqiu's chubby face.
Qiuqiu seemed to know that it was inconvenient to hold her mother Concubine Su, so she didn't twist and twist in her arms like before. He stayed in Su Qiaorong's arms obediently, and imitated Su Qiaorong curiously by reaching out to touch her belly.
Su Qiaorong was a little surprised: "Is Qiuqiu touching his younger brother? It seems that Qiuqiu is also looking forward to having younger siblings."
Concubine Shen Gui said in her heart that you can pull it down, this guy is probably just for fun. He doesn't know if he likes his younger brother and sister Shen Yuqing, but he is definitely not as real as the little angel on the surface.
Have you ever seen an angel with a domineering personality? Those who want to follow me will prosper and those who oppose me will perish.
This guy became the emperor, and Shen Yuqing suspected that he was going to become a subjugated tyrant.
Su Qiaorong had a different opinion. She strongly disagreed and said: "Qiuqiu is very good, the emperor must be more dignified. Besides, Yuqing, don't you want to teach him martial arts? When he learns it well, he will also have the ability to suppress it with force. , it’s okay to be more willful.”
"..." Feeling that the martial arts she taught her son is used to ensure that his son will not be overthrown as a tyrant
Shen Yuqing rubbed her temples: "You don't know if it's a boy or a girl in your stomach. If it's a son, you don't want him to inherit the throne?"
For Shen Yuqing, her son is good at anything, but for other women, they may not be so open-minded. Especially the emperor's women, even if they love the emperor again, how many of them don't want their sons to succeed
Unexpectedly, the mother-to-be, Su Qiaorong, looked at her very openly: "I think it's good for my son to be happy, and it doesn't matter if he becomes the emperor or not? Mr. Yan is so busy every day, and I feel very distressed when I see it. If I become the emperor If you don't have much free time every day, it's better to let my son be a wealthy and idle king."
"You're right." Shen Yuqing nodded in agreement, although she always felt that Fu Yanjun was actually very idle.
But these things are not just what the elders think, the children's own thoughts are the most important. This child has not been born yet, and I don't know if he will be interested in the throne in the future. I am most afraid that he will lose his mind because of the throne, and he will not listen to anyone's dissuasion.
Su Qiaorong smiled slyly: "When the time comes, please ask Yuqing to help me beat him up until he is obedient."
She spoke lightly, not like her own mother.
Concubine Shen Gui was speechless for a while, she suddenly felt that she was quite qualified as a mother.
"Actually, I don't think it matters whether you have a son or not." Su Qiaorong sighed, "But Mr. Yan doesn't have a biological son so far, so I just want to leave him a bloodline."
Nowadays, the general idea in the world is that only sons can carry on the family line. Su Qiaorong does not necessarily agree with this idea, and Fu Yanjun does not necessarily think so, but Fu Yanjun's ancestors definitely think so. The ancients believed that after going down to the Nine Springs, they had to face their ancestors, so it is best not to cut off the incense, or they will have no face to see their ancestors when they go down.
Shen Yuqing was noncommittal about this, anyway, she had a son and a daughter, and her life was very fulfilling.
Su Qiaorong looked at Xiao Qiuqiu, this child is not Fu Yanjun's, she can love Qiuqiu without any grudges.
Qingxi was also a long time ago when Fu Yanjun was just starting to have sex, the court lady who taught personnel affairs was lucky, and she was pregnant immediately. At that time, Su Qiaorong was someone else's daughter-in-law. When she heard that Fu Yanjun had a daughter, she was also very happy.
Even though she is with Fu Yanjun now, she still loves Fu Yanjun's eldest daughter.
The only one who cared a little was the one in Concubine Xian's stomach.
Su Qiaorong pursed her lips, praying in her heart that she would have a daughter.
Although she doesn't want her son to be emperor, in her opinion, the throne should be reserved for Qiuqiu. If Concubine Xian gave birth to a son, Qiuqiu would have a strong competitor.
Her own son is also in the same camp as Qiuqiu, but Concubine Xian is not.
So in order to avoid trouble, it is best to have a daughter.
Because of thinking about these things, Su Qiaorong, who was already weak due to pregnancy, couldn't sleep well at night.
His Majesty the Emperor, who finally found an opportunity to sneak into Su Qiaorong's courtyard to sleep with his daughter-in-law, noticed that his sweetheart was tossing and turning in his arms, so naturally he couldn't fall asleep either. He hugged Su Qiaorong lightly and asked, "What's the matter? Do you have something on your mind?"
Su Qiaorong shook her head and said nothing.
"I heard about your conversation at Shen Yuqing's during the day." Fu Yanjun took the initiative to explain to his wife, "Is it because of those words that I couldn't sleep? Don't worry, I support you in all your thoughts... ... Sister... "
Hearing his coquettish tone, Su Qiaorong suddenly became helpless.
When he was a child, Fu Yanjun liked to play tricks on her, he was obviously a precocious boy, but he preferred to pretend to be tender. Now this stinking problem has not been changed, but there are some shadows of little wolf dogs.
"It's not because of this matter." Su Qiaorong was so pestered by him that he could only tell the truth.
Concubine Xian is really too dangerous, her pregnancy is very troublesome.
Su Qiaorong sighed: "Yuqing said that although she only has five or six years to live, there is a Cao family behind her. The Cao family still has some women who can replace the concubine Xian, so we still can't take it lightly."
"There's nothing to worry about. When Concubine Xian dies, I won't hold a general election, and there won't be any new people entering the palace." Fu Yanjun seldom said "Zhen" in front of her. Since he used this title, It is the emperor who keeps his word.
Su Qiaorong paused for a moment, feeling a little irritated.
She knew that Fu Yanjun had to compromise now, otherwise he would not let people in in this general election.
Feeling very useful in her heart, Su Qiaorong softened her expression and rested her hands on her abdomen. With a husband and son, life is already very complete.
As soon as the heartstrings were loosened, sleepiness struck. Su Qiaorong closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.
But Fu Yanjun couldn't fall asleep, hugging his sweetheart, his eyes couldn't tell.
Concubine Xian has already made incense to restrain contraceptive incense, and other people may have similar means. The last time Concubine Xian was pregnant, although Su Qiaorong didn't say anything about it, Fu Yanjun knew that she was very wronged.
Although Concubine Xian has calmed down now, she still has the opportunity to have children after giving birth. If he gets pregnant again, won't his elder sister be sad again
But he couldn't act rashly to inject sterilization pills on Concubine Xian, because Concubine Xian had a nanny with medical skills by her side. Even if the imperial physician controlled by Shen Yuqing didn't say anything, the nanny would still be aware of the sterilization pill.
This can't be done, otherwise it won't do any good if it is exposed.
Since Concubine Xian cannot be sterilized, then...
Fu Yanjun closed his eyes and meditated, and survived the night.
Before dawn, Fu Yanjun hurried back to his yard.
"Xuan Imperial Physician." After daybreak, Fu Yanjun called Jin Li and asked her to call the chief of the imperial hospital.
Jinli went out in a good manner, and said to the guards guarding the gate outside the garden: "Please let the two military lords let me go. Your Majesty heard that Concubine Yan was unwell yesterday, so I asked my slaves to invite the head of the courtyard to come."
I was unwell early yesterday morning, and I only asked this morning. The young lady who was inquiring about the news shook her head inwardly after listening to the news. It seems that His Majesty the Emperor has no affection for the Concubine Yan who occupies the position, but it is because of the face of the Empress Dowager and the Eldest Princess that he condescends to inquire about Concubine Yan. Physical conditions.
Jinli's smile remained the same, she was speaking for them.
When Jinli led the head of the courtyard to the emperor's main courtyard, there were indeed a lot fewer looking around. The two arrived at the place smoothly all the way, but the emperor only let the head of the courtyard stay in the room, and the others went out to wait.
"Your Majesty, is this?" The head of the hospital didn't know what it meant, so he asked carefully.
Fu Yanjun frowned slightly: "You have a sterile medicine that doesn't hurt your body."
The head of the courtyard paused, thinking that the emperor was going to prescribe medicine to a certain empress with a big heart, but just about to say yes, his Majesty the emperor added: "It's for men."
"!!!" The head of the hospital was frightened.
Your Majesty! You don't want to use it yourself, do you? !
This is too exciting.
His Majesty the Emperor nodded: "I want to take it."
He thought all night, the quickest and most convenient way to avoid exposure is to inject himself with sterilization pills. At first, the emperor thought about giving temporary contraceptives, but there must be other ways to overcome the drug's nature, so it is better to sterilize once and for all.
Anyway, he now has a son and a daughter. Although the son is not his own, what does it matter? If Qiuqiu is not suitable to be an emperor, at worst he can be adopted in the clan.
Su Qiaorong is also pregnant, and he is content whether it is a son or a daughter. What he enjoys is having a child with his sweetheart, nothing else matters.
Therefore, he felt that there was no need for him to retain the ability to make people pregnant, and he made those women cheaper for nothing. Moreover, Su Qiaorong is getting old, and this pregnancy is a risk. He doesn't want Su Qiaorong to conceive again and have a child, and go through hell.
The imperial physician had a broken face, and tremblingly dispensed the sterilization pill to His Majesty, seeing His Majesty swallowing it neatly as if he had lost his mind, he felt his eyes go dark.
Don't expose this matter, or he will be stabbed to death by the spine.
The author has something to say: Zha Lang gave up targeting homosexuals under high pressure :) It would have been better if this had happened earlier, mdzz
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