Chapter 207: Zhang Xingyi

Chapter 207 Zhang Xingyi

The eldest daughter has always been independent-minded and has a temperament that is not inferior to that of a man. Alang, the dead ghost of the family, loves her very much and did not object to the name she chose.

Whether it is the late emperor, his own Alang, or the lost Jingzhou Guan Junhou, or even the old general Zhao, they are all reckless heroes, accustomed to not following trivial matters, but they find it interesting that their eldest daughter named herself. .

“Then mom, can I get one myself?”

When Zhang Xing heard about his sister, he was very impressed and couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Xiahou was thinking about her eldest daughter. When she heard what her youngest daughter said, she was surprised and couldn't help but look down at her daughter.

She remembered very clearly that when the late emperor heard about his eldest daughter naming herself, he even praised her, saying that she would be extraordinary in the future.

Now my little daughter also wants to take it herself...

According to the late emperor’s statement, wouldn’t his two daughters be extraordinary?

“What do you want to be called?”

Zhang Xing turned over in Zhang Xiahou's arms, tapped his lips with his index finger, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the little wooden figure next to the window sill, and then glanced at the corner where the basin was hidden. He didn't know why, I felt inexplicably melancholy.

“Can I call you Yi? The memory of memory is Zhang Xingyi.” Zhang Xing said softly.

“Xingyi? Zhang Xingyi?”

Zhang Xiahoushi murmured and repeated it with a smile, "It sounds good, but why do you need a name?"

“My daughter didn’t know either. She just thought of it and said it.”

Little Madam Zhang turned over again, buried her head in Zhang Xiahou's arms, and her voice came out muffled.

“If you really want this name, wait until your elder brother comes back tonight and ask him what he thinks. As long as he agrees, then it will be done.”

"Um."

“By the way, mom, how do you wash off the blood-stained clothes?”

“You don’t have to worry about this, just soak it in cold water for a while and then rub it.”

“Can’t you use hot water?”

“You can’t use hot water, it won’t be washed off after using hot water.”

"ah…"

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhang straightened up suddenly, her eyes fell to a certain corner, and she was speechless.

Due to the emergency of her little daughter, Zhang Xiahou was unable to come to the palace on time, so she had to write a letter and send it to the queen.

In the palace, the queen was half lying on a recliner with a big belly, holding a letter from Zhang Xiahou and reading it carefully.

Her expression was peaceful and calm, indicating her calm state of mind at the moment.

The closer to giving birth, the more you need to keep your mood calm. This is the experience of doctors and women who have given birth to children.

After reading the letter, Empress Zhang had a smile on her face, touched her belly, and murmured: "This Feng Langjun is so valued by the Prime Minister. He is really extraordinary."

Thinking about it for a while, he frowned slightly, feeling that something was not quite right.

While she was thinking hard, the current emperor Adou walked in with a look of shame and annoyance on his face.

As soon as he saw the queen with a big belly, he quickly concealed his expression.

“Your Majesty, is this something on your mind?”

Unexpectedly, the queen saw through Adou's cover-up first and asked.

Adou came over and sat next to the queen, with joy in his eyes. He leaned down and listened carefully to the queen's fetal movements.

As the queen's body became increasingly heavy, Adou no longer asked her to manage the affairs of the palace, and just wanted her to raise her child in peace.

“Your Majesty doesn’t look like he’s having nothing to do.”

The queen took Adou's hand and said softly, "Shall you talk to me? I haven't been involved in the affairs of the palace for a long time and don't know anything. Your Majesty, just say a few words to me and treat it as It’s time to chat with me.”

“What can happen if the prime minister is watching in the palace?”

Adou forced a smile.

“If nothing happens in the palace, does that mean something happened in Hanzhong?”

The queen picked up the letter lying beside her, handed it to Adou, and said, "Just now I received a letter from my mother. I always thought there was something wrong in it. Now that your majesty said it, I figured it out."

Adou picked up the letter in confusion.

After reading this, a smile finally appeared on his face, "Feng Mingwen actually knows how to appreciate it. If this is done, it will be of great benefit to the Queen's reputation."

“Can I and Your Majesty still be separated from each other? Besides, this is a good thing, and it can be regarded as a blessing for our children.”

“Yes, yes, no matter what, you can also accumulate blessings for your children.”

Adou nodded repeatedly with a smile on his face.

“Didn’t Hanzhong report this matter to His Majesty?”

The Queen finally asked the key sentence.

“Forget it, that Huang Hao…”

As soon as Adou mentioned the word Huang Hao, he stopped immediately.

The queen frowned slightly and said, "What about Huang Hao? Moving Nanzhong's daughter to Hanzhong to do weaving work can not only accumulate a good reputation for the royal family, but also solve the problem of insufficient female weavers. This is a good thing."

As she spoke, the queen turned slightly to make herself lie down more comfortably.

"Logically speaking, it would be much more convenient to report this matter from Han Zhongye. Why would Feng Langjun rather report it through his mother than through the inner government? And judging from His Majesty's expression, it seems that he did not know about this before. thing?"

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Adou said angrily: "Huang Hao went to Ju County to collect wool privately a few days ago, and he also had a conflict with the Wuxing Governor. In the end, the matter was reported to the Prime Minister's Mansion , the Prime Minister sentenced Huang Hao to death."

"What?" the queen exclaimed, sitting up slightly straighter with her upper body, "how could it be like this?"

Just after saying this, the queen suddenly felt something was wrong with her stomach. She knew that she was too emotional, so she had to lie down and tried hard to calm down her mood. She closed her eyes and said slowly: "Han Zhongye, is there a problem? Then Huo Yi, is there any news?"

"Not yet." Adou said in annoyance, "I guess he's still on the way. Queen, tell me, Huang Hao didn't report such a big thing, but went to collect wool privately. He used to be smart in the palace, but why did he arrive here Hanzhong, are you so stupid?"

"Your Majesty, don't be impatient, let me think about it."

The queen closed her eyes and said softly.

After a while, the queen asked: "Don't the people of Hanzhongye know that the wool is of great importance and they cannot interfere easily?"

Adou was stunned for a moment and thought about it. Ever since the queen left the harem behind, there had indeed been some chaos in the palace. It seemed that he had never thought of informing Han Zhongye about this matter.

Seeing the emperor's expression, the queen already knew the answer.

“Now the only one in the world who can make cloth from wool is Feng Mingwen. Huang Hao went to collect the wool, but in the end he couldn’t get around Feng Mingwen. So Feng Mingwen must know about this, but why didn’t he remind Huang Hao?”

The queen seemed to be asking Adou, or talking to herself.

"When it came to moving Nan Zhongliao's daughter to Hanzhong, Feng Mingwen would rather go through such a detour through his mother than through Huang Hao. This shows that there is a gap between the two. At least for Feng Mingwen, he does not believe Huang Hao. Hao."

The queen was scratching her head and quickly figured out the clues.

(End of this chapter)

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