"You have to find a man to find a man to find a horse on your arms."

The old man didn't know what he remembered, but he was furious anyway, "Is the little white face a man? He whispered and twisted Nini like a fucking rabbit!"

"Who are you going to during the New Year?" Guo Huifei entered the dining room with a plate of steamed rice cakes and said with a smile, "Why did you scold me just now?"

The old man was angry and pointed at Zhu Yunxi, "Ask him?"

"I...? I don't say anything?" Zhu Yunhuang was wronged.

"Remember!" the old man said angrily again, "In the future, when our little Fuer is married, we must choose a proper family for us, and we must be a man who can handle the problem."

"Grandpa, grandson has a good idea!" Zhu Yunsheng smiled, "You, grit your teeth and live for more than ten or twenty years. When Xiao Fuer grows up, you will personally choose her son-in-law!"

"Haha, that's not easy!" Guo Huifei smiled, covering her mouth and nose, "There are too few people who can get into the eyes of the old man!"

~~

The meals for the Little New Year are ready, rice cakes, dumplings, mutton and fresh fish, and a wide variety of tables.

The old man, Zhu Yunxiu, Zhao Ning'er, Guo Huifei, and of course, six kilograms are indispensable.

The young emperor and mother who had not yet settled in the vassal state had a table with each other, while Zhu Yunyu's concubines had a table with each other.

The old man was holding Xiao Fu'er in his arms, and Zhu Yunxi held his daughter Yaya.

Yaya is at her cute age, speaking with a slim voice. She is not as round as Xiao Fuer, but looks very delicate. But she is very naughty and can't be at peace in Zhu Yunyu's arms for a moment. She glares at his prince's brother from time to time.

The second son of Emperor Tang Pang'er was on the table next to him, and he was a little afraid to come over.

The old man is so partial that he doesn't even look at him except Liu Jin, the great-grandson of the legitimate grandson.

"Drink!" The old man held the wine glass.

"It's the Chinese New Year, my grandson will have a drink with you!" Zhu Yunsheng said with a smile.

"The children are still a little too few!" The old man glanced at the concubine's table, "You can only look at it when you marry so many wives?" He said, taking a sip, "Want to add new people to the table during the Chinese New Year next year!"

"I'll lend you auspicious words!" Zhu Yunsheng smiled.

At this moment, the old man suddenly looked at the tables in the dining room again, "Why do we look like there is someone missing?"

"It's Chunpin!" Guo Huifei whispered, "I'm about to give birth. I haven't come here in the past few days!"

"Why are you not feeling strong?" the old man asked.

Concubine Guo Hui smiled and whispered, "Why do you ask about a woman's private matter so clearly?"

"Oh!" The old man knew he had made a mistake and laughed twice, "Drink and drink!" As he said that, he put down his glass and cursed with a smile, "What are you talking about? We are not asking about the eldest grandson wife, but..."

As he said that, he looked at Zhu Yunxiu, "Brother Chi, didn't you call me?"

The old man said that Zhu Gaochi, who was still in the capital, was reunited with his family during the New Year. As the legitimate son of the fourth family of the Zhu family, he naturally had to come to the palace.

"Is grandson going to send a message in the morning?" Zhu Yunxiong said strangely, "Why haven't he come yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Park Bucheng came in from outside, "The Supreme Emperor, the Emperor, the Prince of Yan is here!"

After a moment, the fat Zhu Gaochi came in with a few gifts in his hand.

"My minister, come to the Emperor's Ancestor..."

"It's a New Year's Day, sit down and have a meal!" The old man laughed, "You guy came here at the meal time!" As he said, he looked at the things in Zhu Gaochi's hand, "What did you take?"

"The fried rice cakes I bought for you all the time!" Zhu Gaochi quickly put the things on the table and smiled, "I heard you say something earlier that I love eating fried rice cakes from our hometown in Huaixi. My grandson searched in the city for a day today, and finally found a restaurant run by people from Huaixi, so that they could fry it for you according to the taste of their hometown. You often do it after it is out of the pot!"

The fried rice cake was warm and placed in a porcelain plate with a small plate containing brown sugar on the side.

The old man picked up a piece, dipped it in some brown sugar, and slowly put it into his mouth.

He had no expression, but his eyes were full of stories.

"You are wrong!" The old man said slowly, "In our hometown, this is not called fried rice cake, but rice cake." As he said that, he put down his chopsticks, "Oh, it's the way we cook in our hometown, but the taste is wrong! It's not our Fengyang rice, nor our Fengyang water, we can't make the taste of our Fengyang!"

As he said that, he smiled again, "But you have the heart too! You still know how to think about us!"

"The grandson was negligent!" Zhu Yunxiu said, "The grandson will make people come back quickly..."

"Why is that thing for that? People who are troubled during the New Year are so busy that they can't digest this thing if they eat too much!" The old man smiled and waved his hand, "Dinner!"

Then he smiled and said, "There are no monarchs and ministers today, they are all members of the Zhu family, eat, drink and speak openly!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaochi was nervous and honest.

He was next to Zhu Yunxiu, and he always felt uncomfortable all over his body.

As soon as everyone took a few bites, Park Bushen suddenly walked in from outside quickly.

"What's wrong?" the old man said squintly.

"The other side of Fengyi Tower..." Park Bucheng whispered, "The imperial physician said, Concubine Chun is about to give birth!"

"Didn't you say how many days will be left?" Zhao Ning'er said anxiously, "But what's wrong?"

"It was said that Concubine Chun suddenly had a stomachache and amniotic fluid..."

"Go and have a look!" The old man gave Zhu Yun a elbow.

The latter stood up and walked away quickly with Zhao Ning'er.

Concubine Guo Hui also got up, but after thinking about it, she sat down next to the old man. Her eyes swept across the faces of the concubines. Tang Pang'er was still holding her son, smiling on her face. Zhang Rong'er looked at her belly sadly and sighed silently.

There was also the Miaopin who lowered his head and could not see any expression.

Suddenly, the old man whispered, "Bless my ancestors, my Zhu family will import it. If it is a boy, otherwise the day we die, there will be too few descendants and not enough grandchildren to show off!"

~~

Zhu Yunqi walked to Fengyi Tower anxiously.

At this time, inside and outside Xiao Shunzi's bedroom, there were already busy palace servants, imperial physicians, midwives, etc.

I just walked to the door but hadn't crossed the threshold yet.

Suddenly, a wow sound came into my ears.

Immediately afterwards, a baby maid came out and said with a smile, "I congratulate the emperor. It's a little prince, a full five pounds and two ounces!"

"How about Xiao Shunzi?" Zhu Yunxi asked with a smile.

"Hello, mother and son!" the nanny smiled.

"Go and report the good news to Grandpa Emperor!"

~~

"Old man, old man!"

The atmosphere in the dining room was a bit heavy and quiet outside. From the old man to everyone, everyone was a little absent-minded because Xiao Shunzi was about to give birth.

Park Bucheng shouted, suddenly attracting everyone's attention.

"Congratulations to the old man, it's a prince, a full five pounds!" Park Bucheng knelt down and saluted, "I cried when I was born, and I was brittle!"

"Hahaha!" The old man laughed suddenly, "Okay! OK! OK!"

"Blessed by our ancestors!" Concubine Guo Hui also clasped her hands together and smiled, and then said to the old man, "Old man, please give me a name!"

"Well, I gave birth to five pounds..."

"Don't leave!" Guo Huifei smiled and said, "The prince is six kilograms, and the second son is four kilograms. Now, you want to raise five kilograms again? I'll have another five kilograms tomorrow?"

"Who said five jin!" The old man was dissatisfied and snorted, scratching his head with his big hands and turning his eyes, "Aren't we thinking about it?"

"What's his damn name?" The old man thought for a long time, then slapped his thighs suddenly, "I have it!" As he said that, he reached out and dipped his hand in the wine, and wrote a big word on the table.

"What do you think of this?" Guo Huifei was puzzled.

"What do you think of?" The old man looked at Zhu Gaochi with a bad expression.

Could it be that the emperor’s grandfather can only write and not read, right?

Zhu Gaochi looked at the word and said, "Yao (yao)"

"Yes, Zhu Wenyao!" The old man was very satisfied with his naming skills and said to Concubine Guo Hui, "Look, our eldest and great-grandchildren are all literary generations, and their names must be accompanied by earth."

"The eldest brother Liujin, and the Ming Dynasty was called Wenkui. He was the eldest brother, so he chose the character Kui. The second brother Wengui took Meiyu. The third brother was called Wenya. The character Yao..." As he said that, he looked at Zhu Gaochi again.

The latter understood it and quickly said, "This word means high mountain!"

"By the way!" the old man slapped his thigh and laughed, "The mountains of my Zhu family in the future!"

Concubine Guo kept curling her lips in her heart, but she smiled and praised her with a smile on her face, "What a good name!" As she said that, she paused, "However, this name is a bit confusing, so she should give the child a nickname!"

"The nickname is not simple, 5..." As he said that, the old man seemed to think that the name was a bit inappropriate. His eyes rolled and he suddenly laughed, "He was born from Xiao Nian. Let's just call him Xiao Nian!"

"This is a good name!" Guo Huifei smiled, "Good and festive!"
Chapter completed!