Wen Jin hugged her son and kissed his little face. The two-year-old's skin was so tender that a mother's kisses were not enough for him.
The little guy was very happy. The happiness on his little face was not concealed, and he showed off in a low voice: "Sister Zhao, have you seen it? My mother-in-law likes me the most. My mother-in-law kissed me. My mother-in-law didn't even kiss you, right?
.”
Sister Zhao was also amused by the cute appearance of the eldest prince. He is such a beautiful child. His eyes are like the king's, his mouth is like the queen's, his nose is like the king's, and his chin is like the queen's. It's a pity that the emperor and the empress are about to separate. It's also a pity that Lin Hui once was the president.
He has younger brothers and sisters but has not kept them. From now on, the eldest prince will have to play alone in the big palace. It is strange that he is lonely.
"I saw it. Each of us likes the eldest prince the most. The eldest prince is so brave. Every time Zhang Tingxin and you give acupuncture on your left knee, the eldest prince never cries. Today I have to give you acupuncture on your leg again.
Why don't you cry for a while, okay?"
Fu Changlin began to receive acupuncture from Zhang Tingxin to treat the disability of the fetal belt since he was one year and four months old. Previously, an assassin sent by Fu Chang, the king of Nanfan, kicked Wenjin twice in the four-month pregnant belly. The child's left knee did not develop well in the fetus.
, every day Zhang Tingxin would use a three-inch long acupuncture needle to give the child acupuncture. He would insert a dozen needles around the left knee and penetrate more than an inch into the flesh, which is said to open the blood vessels.
As a mother, Wen Jin's son was hurt. Her hatred for Fu Chang came from the bottom of her heart, and her hatred for the Queen Mother Lou Shujing also came from the inside. Her child was kicked and disabled in the womb, and she didn't think about it every day.
Fu Chang and his mother were stabbed with their own hands. For six months, thousands of needles were inserted into the child's left knee. The needles penetrated deep into the bone marrow. He was only one and two years old!
Chang Lin looked at his mother and then at Sister Zhao. He was the most unhappy when doing acupuncture every day, but looking at his mother's red eyes made him become particularly brave, clenching his little fists and keeping silent.
Zhang Tingxin came to administer the acupuncture again, saying, "The eldest prince, the annoying judge Dudu, I'm here again."
The child said that the word "uncle" was not very clear, and it sounded like a beep.
Fu Changlin sighed, "Oh, you come here every day. The court sentenced Ah Du."
Wen Jin quickly said, "When I go to choose a gift, I will choose a big candy man for you."
Fu Changlin put on a smile after hearing this, "Yeah."
Zhang Tingying spread out the acupuncture bag and saw several rows of silver needles, which looked scary. He rolled up the child's left trouser leg, took out an acupuncture stick and pressed the needle tip against the skin, and said to the baby: "No.
It hurts, little man, he is brave, he has suffered hardships since he was a child, and he will achieve great achievements when he grows up."
Fu Changlin clenched his little fists tightly, "I want my father to come and accompany me, but my mother always accompanies me alone."
Wen Jin was startled. Fu Jingheng was dining with the Queen Mother and the newly rich Concubine Meng in Chengqian Palace. She suppressed the suffocation in her heart and said, "Your father has something to do. He said he would come over to play with you on the swing later."
Wen Jin has been thinking about her future these past two days, and she has also been inspired to do something to impress all the officials. What she can actually do is to build countless schools, cultivate talents for the emperor, and train talents for the emperor; she also has a lot of experience in business.
She is quite insightful. Trading with various countries is also her next plan. She will take the lead in activating commerce and ask the people to step out of their one-third-acre land and start doing small businesses.
The problem is, no matter what she does, she has the brand of Wen Guangyi's girl on her body. Baiguan doesn't buy it in her heart. It turns out that her birth background is very important.
Unlike Meng Wan, who never leaves home, is not as full of books, and is not as good as her own business, but she has a clean life. She is the daughter of Meng Ren of the Ministry of Etiquette, so she was easily recognized by hundreds of officials and recommended as Fu Jingheng's candidate.
A virtuous queen.
Why live to please officials? If you have been miserable since childhood, why should you continue to be miserable in the rest of your life? In order to prove yourself to this, to prove yourself to that. It is so important for others to approve. If you think about it, it is not that important.
After going around in circles with Fu Jingheng, you can't change the position of your political opponent. There is no need to change your position. Face it calmly. Political opponents are irreconcilable.
Even when her son wanted his father to accompany him for acupuncture, she could not call Fu Jingheng from another woman to satisfy her son's little wish, because she was the queen and could not monopolize the king. She needed virtue, saying that her son wanted to call him
He accompanied him in acupuncture, but in the eyes of others, he was using his son to compete for favor. The queen actually couldn't tolerate the emperor and Concubine Meng to have a meal. She was jealous.
"His father is fine. If something happens, it doesn't matter if he gives him acupuncture!"
Fu Jingheng's voice suddenly sounded at the door, with a thin hoarseness.
All the servants and maids in the room knelt on the floor to greet him, and no one dared to look at his face.
Wen Jin also stood up and looked towards where the sound came from, and saw that he was still wearing the bold black dragon robe just now, holding a folding fan and casually opening the curtain and walking into the room.
Walking closer, Fu Jingheng stood in front of Wen Jin, "I'm not too late this time, right? If I ask the child to finish the acupuncture and then come back this time, I'm afraid someone will hate me again. I'm afraid even that little bit of sympathy will be wasted.
went."
"It's just the right time to come back. You've learned a lesson." Wen Jin looked up at him. He was looking at her with a smile. She smelled the aroma of wine on his body and asked him, "Are you drinking again?"
Fu Jingheng nodded and said, "Others are serving food, but I am afraid of being jealous and jealous of my eldest brother, so I dare not eat. I drank a few glasses of wine and got drunk and asked the queen to serve me."
The tips of Wen Jin's ears were a little red, so he advised, "After acupuncture, your Majesty, please go to Chunping Palace. My concubine cannot have children, so your priority should be to prolong your heirs."
"It's true that he is leaving. He is too lazy to deal with me." Fu Jingheng said softly: "If I don't go to Chunping Palace, I will give you the reputation of being a jealous wife who monopolizes the emperor's favor? Now you cherish feathers.
, when you didn’t realize that you were in love with the wrong person, why didn’t you advise me and others to have children? In the past, didn’t you often sit on the roof and count the palace lanterns on the West Bank?”
Wen Jin lowered his voice and said, "Let's see. Can Su Wenjin still say half a sentence? Every word is wrong, every word is wrong. The sins of my concubine are too numerous to list, and I am not short of the infamy of a jealous woman. Your mother-in-law said
I can't have children, so I advised you to respect yourself and stay away from you, and asked me to advise you to have children. Now that I have advised you, you are angry. I will only stay for three days, and I will bear your anger for another three days."
Fu Jingheng touched her cheek with his fingers, as he did when he was fine in the past, "Su Wenjin... you don't understand human language. Am I making you angry? Aren't I competing with Jiang for favor?"
Wen Jin moved back, avoiding his gentle touch. When he called her name, she would easily soften her heart and stay far away. Her father was Wen Guang, the soldier who killed Fu Jingheng in Lishan Mountain.
Fu Jingheng's hand fell lonely, and he sat down in front of the child, "Father, can you sleep with you tonight?"
Chang Lin was so happy. A child most longs for the company of his parents, "Okay. I like to sleep with my father, emperor and mother the most."
Fu Jingheng touched the top of his son's neck and told Zhang Tingni: "Acupuncture."
Immediately, Chang Lin leaned his little body against his father's broad arms and asked his mother to hold his hand. He was so happy. He was not afraid of any difficulties and had great courage. The uncle of the court stabbed more than a dozen needles into his knees, and he
The pain was so painful that he broke out in a sweat, but he did not cry. If he were braver and better behaved, his father, emperor and mother would not quarrel, and his mother would not go out to buy gifts for a long time.
After the acupuncture, the silver needles stayed on the little guy's skin and flesh for half an hour, and then were removed. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Chang Lin saw that his parents were not talking to each other, and he said sensibly: "Father, mother, don't worry, it's nothing."
It doesn’t hurt. It’s like an ant sting.”
Fu Wen was extremely distressed.
Zhang Tingxin and Sister Zhao went down.
Chang Lin took his father's calligraphy and scribbled on rice paper at his bedroom desk. He drew a picture of his father and mother holding hands with him to play together. He didn't understand why there were so many aunts on the West Coast.
Wen Jin and Fu Jingheng sat in the room for a while, neither of them said anything first.
Fu Jingheng spoke first, "I want to eat wontons. You cook them for me."
Wen Jin looked at him and said, "I don't want to cook now. I didn't sleep well last night at the inn near a mountain col with a bunch of graves. I want to take a rest."
"This is an imperial edict. I order you to cook for me. You will still be my wife within three days. It is a normal requirement for me to eat the food cooked by my wife. It is your responsibility!" Fu Jingheng forced her, "If you
If you want to sleep first, I can take a lunch break with you and cook after you sleep."