Chapter 246 The Female Venerable, I Am My Mother Thirteen
Chapter 246 Female Majesty, I am the Mother Thirteen
That night, it happened to be Lanyuan's turn.
After the meal, Yunfei was writing a plan with a pen, while Lan Nianqing next to him was helping to sharpen ink.
Suddenly talking about Gong Liusu Chou's incident today, Yunfei chuckled and said, "That's an open account. I still have some private treasury. Don't worry, our money is enough for the time being."
"That's it..."
He should have been happy, but Yunfei heard his depressed mood, "What's wrong? Is there anything unhappy?"
Lan Nianqing shook her head and continued to rub her ink...
Yunfei had no choice but to stop the pen in his hand, pondered for a while and then asked: "Do you have any thoughts about the account in the house? It doesn't matter, you can say whatever you want.
Tell me what you think. Although we are not short of money for the time being, our family does need some livelihood to support this big family."
"Then do we have a shop in our house?"
"Yes, there are two small shops and a restaurant on the main street, and there are two more on the third street."
Yunfei has no shortage of such things as shops, fields, and villages.
No matter how poor Jingcheng is, there are rich people everywhere.
From the day she took over, there were often wealthy and gentry people giving gifts through various channels to gain connections.
She will accept this kind of gift that comes to her door voluntarily, but she still has to deal with it.
Those people who have connections don't dare to say anything. They think it's good to spend money to become familiar with them, so how can they dare to raise conditions?
With Yunfei's vigorous and resolute methods, as long as he is not embarrassed, he will be fine.
Therefore, even if they know that giving gifts is in vain, they will still rely on their connections to send gifts to Yunfei.
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After a moment of silence, Lan Nianqing whispered: "Then... Wife, what business do you plan to do?"
"I'm writing a plan to run all the shops and maintain the expenses of the mansion and the military camp."
Lan Nianqing didn't know much about literacy... After taking a quick look, he didn't understand anything.
He bit his lip, finally got discouraged and concentrated on sharpening the ink.
Yunfei, on the other hand, put himself in his shoes and said tentatively: "How about I give each of you a shop to run? You can keep the money you make for yourselves."
"Is that okay?" Hearing this, Lan Nianqing was instantly excited.
This also made Yunfei laugh, she just said it! Girls who want but dare not ask for it and are afraid of spending money are like this!
"Okay, tomorrow I will pick out five rooms and let you draw them. Whichever room you pick can be used! I don't care about the store's account, you can handle it yourself."
"But...but I can't read..."
Still thinking what it was, Yunfei asked with a smile: "Have you forgotten? Liusu is a famous talent in the capital! Let him teach you.
Liusu has a very soft heart, you can try to get closer to him."
"Brother Gong, he is indeed a very good person."
Only he can be qualified for the position of king!
"Then it's settled, you can think about your shop and what you want to sell."
"Okay!" Lan Nianqing happily sat aside and picked up the pen.
He didn't write, but drew pictures that only he could understand.
The two of them rested only when the candles burned out.
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Three years later.
The moment the bed curtain was lowered, Yunfei and the simulation robot changed places.
The swaying foot of the bed, the blushing and heart-beating breathing, lasted until late at night.
After dawn, the bright red color on the snow-white handkerchief on the bed is a testimony to the madness last night.
The peach-faced Gong Liusu woke up late for the first time in three years.
In the early morning, bursts of piano music came from the house. It was obviously a cheerful tune, but people could hear the sadness hidden in it.
Before dawn, Lan Nianqing left the house to inspect the shop. Only by being busy could he hide the sourness in his heart.
After all, it can’t be done…
Just thinking about it makes me feel crazy and jealous...
Hibiscus left the house last night, rode her horse to a valley, and sat alone until dawn.
There was a wooden house built by him and Yun Fei, and they would often come here to practice martial arts and stay overnight in the summer.
Over the years, Yunfei has given them absolute freedom. Influenced by Prince Jing's Mansion, more and more men are allowed to go out and walk on the streets.
When every husband goes out alone, there are dead soldiers following him, so there is no need to worry about safety issues.
As for Ye Lian'er...he went to sit in the medicine shop he opened early.
The same thing is...escape.
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Yunfei ordered the jade basin that he had prepared to be moved into Gong Liusu's room and placed it by the window.
There is a specially reserved position...the window faces the sun.
After the city lord's mansion was rebuilt, all the courtyards were carefully set up, and every room had a place for raising children.
Gong Liusu carefully took out a fist-sized fruit from a jade box.
The fruit is round, light red in color, with crystal clear skin, and looks a bit like jelly.
Gong Liusu’s menstrual blood for this month has been collected a few days ago, and the fruits have been warmed and cured in advance.
Under the guidance of the medical woman next to them, the two of them cut their palms open.
The blood blended together was placed in a jade flowerpot, and a medicinal solution mixed with a recipe that had been passed down in mainland China for thousands of years was added.
A large basin of green with dark red liquid formed.
The fetus is carefully placed inside and soaked.
The waiting doctor ladies and father-in-laws hurried forward to bandage their wounds, and then told them the details, "Wang Jun, remember to put some blood into the basin every morning and night. It doesn't need to be too much, just scratch your finger and add ten drops."
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Then the monthly menstrual blood should be collected and put into a jade basin.
Whether the king's heir is in good health is particularly important in the first three months! Every morning he will be exposed to the sun for half an hour, and at night he will be bathed in the moonlight for half an hour.
Please keep a close eye on the condition of the fetus, and if there is any abnormality, summon me immediately."
Gong Liusu, who became a father for the first time, nodded cautiously. He was also very nervous now.
Afraid that the fetus will not be conceived, afraid that the child will die, and afraid that the child will not please the wife.
After seeing off the rest, Yunfei and Gong Liusu sat on the floor together, nervously looking at the fruit in the jade basin.
It has not changed much now.
You have to wait a few days. If the pregnancy is successful, buds will grow at the bottom of the fruit and hold up the fruit.
The pulp began to take on a fluid shape, like blood, and after one month, a faint heart beating sound came from the fruit.
However, this kind of sound is inaudible to ordinary people except those who practice martial arts and have sensitive ears.
"Your Highness, do you think our prince is pregnant?"
"Don't be nervous, we have prepared so well for Wang'er, he will definitely grow up healthily."
In fact, she was also nervous, her heartbeat was beating fast, but she pretended to be calm.
"I hope..."
From that day on, Gong Liusu never left the room even to eat.
Although he felt reassured about his brothers in the house, the importance of his children made him really not dare to be careless.
All we can do is guard him every step of the way.
The same is true in civilian homes. When the husband is pregnant with a child, he rarely leaves the house, and the household chores are left to the other four husbands.
After all, even a family that cannot afford to eat has at least five men in the family.
Today's mood has affected my writing status. I'll make up the chapters tomorrow. One update is missing.
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